A friend notices his college buddy is stupidly ignoring a pretty neighbor girl, so he invites her to watch some porn flicks with them. The result is unexpected!
Part One
I, Jeffrey Garson, was 19 years old in 1985. For about two months, I had been enrolled in a broadcast journalism program at a local community college. My grades all through high school had been consistently excellent. They were certainly good enough to get me into practically any university if I had applied to any, but I knew I wanted to be a radio or television broadcaster—especially the latter—since I was six years old. That meant I was in the right place to pursue my dreams.
I met a great many likeminded people that first semester. One stood out above all the others. I quickly developed a friendship with Bob Murray, who lived in a neighboring city. His birthday and mine were just three weeks apart. Bob, too, wanted a career in broadcast media. He had the ideal voice for it, too. It was authoritarian and comforting at the same time. If the planet was going to be destroyed by a huge meteorite in the next half hour, you wouldn’t be happy about it, but you’d want Bob to be the fellow who told you it was going to happen. We both lived close enough to the school to travel there every day. Bob had his own car. I normally took the bus to college because I did not own a vehicle.
One Monday morning, Bob excitedly told me his family had just bought their first VCR on Friday. That was a milestone purchase in those days. The idea of being able to rent movies and watch them at your leisure—and pausing them whenever you wanted for as long as you desired—without being beholden to TV schedules was a great novelty. He said he and his family had gotten a membership at a nearby video store and had watched six movies over the weekend, one right after the other. That sounded like great fun to me. I was envious.
Then Bob whispered to me, “Jeffrey, I found out where I can order porn videos. The guy at the video store gave me a catalogue and toll-free number to call. I plan on ordering a few videos today. Once I get them, the next time my parents and sister are out of the house, I’ll watch them. You can join me, if you like. Are you interested?”
I smiled broadly and said I absolutely was! I had never seen a pornographic movie in my life. In fact, I didn’t know anyone who had. Therefore, I was naturally curious about them. I was also a typical horny 19-year-old male—supposedly at the peak of my sexual powers—so I was doubly intrigued by Bob’s hospitable offer. On Thursday, Bob reported to me that he had purchased three videos over the telephone and they had already arrived at his address by courier. “Luckily I was home to accept the delivery,” he noted. “I told my parents the package contained books about the history of TV and radio. They bought my little fib without question.”
Bob further told me that his sister, Cheryl, who was on her high school volleyball team, had an important tournament this coming Saturday at a school located 70 miles away. Her parents had decided to attend the tourney. Accordingly, Bob would have his house to himself for almost the entire Saturday.
I was reasonably bright, so I caught on to what he was going to say without him having to say it. “I suppose Saturday will be a porno film festival at your house, right? Count me in, please.”
Part Two
It was arranged that Bob would phone me as soon as his family had left for the volleyball tournament. That call came at 7 a.m. I was still in bed at the time, but I said I’d be at his house as fast as that day’s bus schedule allowed it. It was a bit of an ordeal, but four transfers after I boarded the first bus, I was at his address at 9:30 or thereabouts. Bob was eagerly awaiting my arrival. I later learned he hadn’t even taken the videotapes out of their packages. He wanted me to experience watching them for the first time the same moment he did. Bob really was a thoughtful guy in small ways like that. When he saw me walking toward his house, Bob came outside to greet me. He was also greeted himself by a female voice from across the street.
“Hey, Bob! I see you’re alone today,” said a very attractive brown-haired girl whom I estimated to be about 14 years old. “I saw your parents and sister leave the house a couple of hours ago when I was having breakfast.”
“Yeah, that’s right Annie. You are very observant! Cheryl has a big volleyball tournament today out of town,” was Bob’s reply. It wasn’t exactly a warm one, which I clearly noticed. “My parents went with her to cheer her on.”
“Well, if you have nothing to do today, I have nothing to do, too. Just give me a call,” Annie informed him. Then she turned away from Bob and started to water the plants in the front garden of her house.
I greeted Bob and said, “Who’s that cutie who was talking to you? She’s a real doll. If I were you, I’d tell me to go home and spend the whole day with her.”
“Jeez, Jeffrey, that’s just Annie Sutherland. The Sutherlands have been our neighbors since Annie was a toddler. She’s the overly friendly type. She’s a little bit on the pushy side, too. I don’t pay a whole lot of attention to her. At least I never have.”
“She obviously has a thing for you, Bob,” I told him. “My mother would say she’s smitten with you. You should be way more friendly toward her. It might pay off.”
Bob just laughed at my observation. He noted, “I can tell you like middle-school girls, Jeffrey. To each his own, I suppose. Me, I like girls who are at least old enough to have driver’s licenses.”
“Call me crazy, but I like all attractive girls,” I said. “Annie certainly qualifies. Maybe you haven’t noticed what a looker she is because you still think of her as a toddler. My eyes are pretty good. They tell me she’s definitely not a toddler anymore. You shouldn’t overlook her!”
“If you’re that enamored with Annie, feel free to invite her to watch the porn videos with us,” he said.
He probably wasn’t being serious, but I took him at his word. I quickly bolted across the street to the Sutherlands’ house. From behind me, I heard Bob say, “What are you doing, Jeffrey?”
It was too late to stop me, however. I introduced myself to the lovely Annie Sutherland and shook her hand. Without much small talk to preface it, I said that I was visiting my college buddy Bob today from another city. Our get-together would be focused on spending a few quality hours watching some adult films—and she was welcome to join us if she was interested in such things. I had no idea how Annie would react to this unexpected and unusual offer. I braced myself for a verbal lashing or perhaps even a slap across the face. Neither happened. She seemed intrigued by the idea.
“Adult films? Do you mean porn videos?” she asked me with enthusiasm. “I’ve heard about them, but I’ve never seen one before. You mean you have some…and I can watch them with you?”
“Sure,” I said. “Why not?” Apart from it being a trifle awkward and quite possibly illegal, I couldn’t think of any reason this might be a problem. Annie immediately set down her watering jug and headed back across the street with me. Her gardening could obviously wait.
“Porn movies for three!” I declared when Bob was within earshot.
“Okay,” Bob said calmly. I could tell he wasn’t as sold on the idea as Annie and I were.
Part Three
When we went inside, Bob led us to a downstairs rec room. That was where his family’s new VCR was hooked up to a large color TV. (At least it was large by 1985 standards.) It was the first time I had visited Bob’s house—and I got the idea that Annie had never been there before, either, despite her being a longtime neighbor. The room was dominated by a large leather couch. I sat on it—and so did Annie. Bob brought out some soft drinks and a large bag of potato chips—not foods I would normally consume at 9:30 in the morning. I didn’t normally watch explicit sex movies at that hour, either, so this was a highly atypical day for me.
Bob showed Annie and me the three films he had recently received. They were still in the cellophane. Bob gave the two of us the honor of choosing which cinematic masterpiece would be placed in the VCR first. Two of them were feature films. (Porn movies generally had plots in those days.) I don’t remember either of their titles. Bob’s third film was a 90-minute compilation of massive ejaculations. It was titled Cum Shot Paradise. That was the one we selected. We had chosen well.
When Bob put the tape into the machine and hit the play button, we got an eyeful. There must have been at least 60 individual scenes (mostly shot in the 1970s, judging by the actors’ and actresses’ hairstyles) that showed the final moments of a sex act, followed by the male shooting a huge amount of semen on his partner. The target often was her boobs or face. Not one of the actors came inside the girl’s vagina.
Without a doubt, it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life! I got an instant erection after viewing just the first cum shot in which a well-endowed male unloaded his goo across a busty blonde’s jiggly tits. At that moment, I figured being a porn star was the greatest career option available to any male on the planet! Imagine fucking an incredibly sexy woman and being paid for your services! Wow!
To my delight, the cum shot compilation was having a similar effect on Annie. After the second scene, in which the male fired his thick load of sperm on the face of a pretty Asian gal, Annie blurted, “This is turning me on so much I won’t be able to stand it!” She put her hands inside the denim shorts she wearing and began to finger her crotch. I couldn’t help but watch her pleasure herself that way. Annie couldn’t help but notice that I was watching her as much as I was watching the sexy action on the screen.
Without warning, Annie, who was sitting on my right, placed her left hand strategically on my obvious bulge. “You too, huh?” she said cutely—after which she began rubbing my dick through my jeans. What a free-spirited girl I had stumbled upon that morning! I took that blatant act of overt sexuality as permission to grope her, too. I immediately placed my hands on Annie’s perky breasts and gave them sensual squeezes. I also started kissing her neck.
We remained that way for about six minutes. By the time a Japanese porn star had covered his bedmate with a sizable load of jism, neither Annie or I could control ourselves any longer. “I’m totally inspired!” she announced. “Let’s you and I have a great fuck, Jeffrey! You must want to do that as much as I do, right?”
I agreed in a millisecond. We both promptly disrobed. Annie positioned herself on my lap so I could screw her in a reverse cowgirl position. That way we could still enjoy the video as we copulated. Bob, sitting on a nearby armchair, had given up any pretense of being modest. He had dropped his drawers and was busily yanking on his erect phallus, switching his attention from the screen to his houseguests every few seconds. I think he envied me. Hey, hadn’t I told him what he was missing by overlooking sexy Annie?
Somehow, I lasted about five minutes with my dick inside this hot 14-year-old’s pussy as she slid up and down on it. When a French porn star fired volumes of cum inside his partner’s mouth, I lost control of myself. Fortunately, I had sensed the inevitable and had pulled out of Annie’s vagina with a few seconds to spare. I politely shouted, “Annie, I’m going to come any second. Jerk me off, please!”
Annie obliged with a few timely tugs, and I fired my load onto her abdomen. I thought my efforts paled to what I was seeing the screen, but Annie seemed delighted by my output. “Great load, Jeffrey! That was just marvelous! Maybe you and I should star in movies, too.”
It turned out that I had done better than I thought. I realized that was the case when I resumed groping Annie’s lovely breasts and discovered my sticky goo had splashed across them. My cum shot covered a greater distance than I had imagined it had. I smiled proudly at my carnal achievement. At about the same time, I heard Bob reach his climax. I heard a few groans. Unlike lucky me, Bob had jerked off into a handful of tissues. I figured my situation with my dick ramming Annie’s vagina until I came was considerably better!
I was still stiff, so I placed my dick back into Annie pussy and resumed fucking her with slow strokes. I still had my dick inside Annie’s warm crevice when we both laughed at a scene from a Swedish film. In that clip, a buxom blonde unexpectedly shrieked after receiving a huge load of cum that mostly went inside her nose and ears and covered her eyes. I wish I understood the language the actress used to describe her profound unhappiness about the surprise ejaculation. The actor, of course, seemed quite pleased with himself, though—just as I would have been if I were in his place.
I felt compelled to comment, “Annie, for someone I’ve known for less than an hour, you certainly are very friendly.”
“Well, I know what I like—and I like you, Jeffrey,” was her sweet reply.
Bob was more than a bit irked by what had transpired. He made the mistake of saying, “Annie, I’ve known you since you were three years old. You’ve never been that friendly with me. Why haven’t you?”
Annie quickly responded. “Bob, I’ve given you plenty of chances to have me over the years. You didn’t seem too interested. Jeffrey, though, was interested in me immediately. I liked that he took the initiative and came to talk to me. You never do that, Bob. I always have to start our conversations—and they never seem to last very long. I’ve decided that I like Jeffrey—a lot.”
“Yeah, I can tell by the enthusiastic way you rode his dick,” Bob sadly muttered. “I’m jealous.”
I couldn’t help reveling in what Annie had just said. I added, “You know the old adage ‘the early bird gets the worm’. This is similar, Bob. It also turns out that the friendly guy gets the pussy.”
I then embraced Annie, flipped her on her back, and gave her the thorough missionary-style screwing she so richly deserved. When I climaxed, I came on her face—because Annie encouraged me to do so. It certainly wasn’t as substantial as my first cum shot, but it felt just as wonderful to me. Oh, how I wished sexy and promiscuous Annie had been a classmate of mine when I was 14 years old!
Over the next few months, I visited Annie a few times, but her parents disapproved of her having something akin to a 19-year-old boyfriend while she was still a student in the eighth grade. I think they suspected my attraction to their daughter was purely a physical one and that we had been intimate once or twice. They were right, of course.
On my last visit to Annie’s house before I was bluntly told I had to stop seeing her, Annie and I were waved across the street by Bob. “Hey, I have the house to myself for a few hours,” he said. “Want to watch one of the other two porn films?”
Of course, we did. This one, which was chosen by Bob, had a plot about a nymphomaniac who liked to screw plumbers, electricians, furnace repairmen—basically any male who paid her a service call. It was amusing and erotic at the same time. Annie gave me a goodbye fuck as we watched the screwing on the screen. She climbed aboard me for a reverse cowgirl screw—exactly what we had done when we watched the cum shot compilation movie weeks earlier. I happily came all over her face at the critical moment.
To our great astonishment, just seconds later, Bob, who had his trousers and cotton briefs around his ankles, approached us and quickly jerked off on Annie’s breasts. Instead of being appalled or even slightly offended, we both laughed at Bob’s surprise cum shot.
“I just wanted to find out what I had been missing by overlooking Annie for too long,” he explained. “After watching you two have sex twice in my rec room, you can’t really you fault me for what I just did, can you?”
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