The couple we were watching had slowed down a bit. He was lying beside her and while they kissed he was gently stroking her private parts and she was holding and squeezing his hard member. After a while he suddenly rolled over and pressed himself between her thighs. He put his hands under her legs and lifted them so that her thighs fell apart. Next he leaned forward and started thrusting upwards. This looked un-coordinated and didn’t seem to be getting anywhere. Looking back it is pretty obvious that he had not done this very often or maybe never done it before.

After they had both fumbled about for a bit they obviously got his prick into the right position and he was able to press closer. We could not see but he must have achieved some penetration. Suddenly the girl went very tense and held him off. Probably she was a virgin and he had come up against her maidenhead. Something of a tussle took place – she was obviously trying to slow him down or maybe even stop him, whereas he was obviously rampant and randy and wanting to get his prick right up her. Things quietened down for a bit and then we saw his buttocks tense and he gave a determined thrust which clearly buried his prick up to the hilt in her pussy.

He laid still for a moment and then started pumping away energetically. He only managed a few deep thrusts when she convulsed again and pushed him right out of her. He sat back on his heels between her legs and we were treated to the sight of his rampant and twitching prick squirting gushes of white stuff all over her belly and breasts. While this was going on I noticed John twitch and give a low moan. My prick had got very hard and I was secretly rubbing it against the ground underneath me. Ann was looking very uncomfortable and Jane seemed to be lying on her hand. Brian didn’t seem to be re-acting at all There was a very charged atmosphere but we didn’t quite know what to say or do next.

  Jane took control of the situation by saying that she felt very excited by what we had seen and that she bet that us boys all had hard-ons. Making the most of the situation I rolled over on to my back so that the others could see from the bulge in my shorts that I certainly had risen to the occasion. Looking very embarrassed, John was next to turn over and we saw not a bulge but a small damp patch in the front of his shorts. Brian stayed on his front. With brutal directness Jane moved over and without any fuss undid John’s fly and stuck her hand inside. Gleefully she announced that John had come in his pants and that he might have some explaining to do when his mother next did the laundry. I noticed that ever since she had sat up Jane had had a hand near or against her crutch.

Jane next encouraged Ann to see what she could find in Brian’s pants. After much coaxing she got him undone but exposed only a distinctly un-hard and small prick. Then it was Ann’s turn. Jane asked her if she ever rubbed herself “down there”. Ann blushed and said of course not because her mother had told her that it was very wrong to touch her “front bottom”. Jane said that she did it a lot and that it was very nice and that Ann really ought to try it. My hard prick and I were starting to feel left out so I moved over to Ann and “generously” said that I would show her how it felt. So saying, I slipped my hand up the loose leg of her shorts and headed into her panties. She resisted and slapped my hand away, but my hard-on controlled hand was not to be put off and I managed to wriggle my hand inside her panties and on to her smooth pussy. As I started my fingering, her struggles weakened and eventually the pleasure that she was feeling became stronger than her mother’s warnings and she laid back and let me carry on.