What Cums Around Goes Around

Melanie felt Mike's popsicle analogy woefully disregarded the size disparity of a freezer pop and the fully engorged penis currently slipping in her mouth. But, she vigorously sucked while simultaneously moving her mouth up and down his length—her willingness making up for any lack of outright skill.

Whether it was the pill's relentless drive or just natural instinct, she began to get into the groove and found a comfortable rhythm of sucking the first half and jerking the second, occasionally releasing the suction and stroking his whole shaft while she caught her breath, marveling at the string of saliva that strung from her lip to his tip before momentarily taking it all back in.

It wasn't 'til his moans became frantic that Melanie began to consider what happens at the end of a blow-job. She'd overheard girls at school mentioning how their boyfriends insisted they swallow the load.

"Was she really going to have to do that? Was she expected to swallow? Would she be able to swallow it all down? What would it taste like?" were the questions coursing Melanie's mind. That last question was soon answered when she noticed James' cock was leaking precum. She previously had no idea what to expect, but this taste certainly wasn't it.

Not that she'd ever admit it, but she'd tasted herself before. "What girl hasn't?" Melanie curiously justified to herself after a particularly satisfying nighttime exploration as she delved two of her fingers back into her recently 'gasmed pussy and brought those glistening digits tentatively back to her mouth sucking them clean after the sloppy climax.

She didn't plan on becoming a carpet muncher any time soon, but she much preferred her own sweet and tangy flavor to James' salty strong taste.

As Melanie continued, James felt himself filling up and reaching the point of no return and in the throes of this fantastic (yet sadly forbidden) experience, combined with the pill's induced horniness, he couldn't help but grab her dangling braids and fuck her mouth as he reached his climax.

After the initial shock of this change of pace, Melanie found a groove and tried relaxing, allowing him to control their movements and within moments, James let gush after gush loose in her mouth. Keeping her mouth pressed against him, it was all Melanie could do to swallow gob after gob of his spunk. The eroticism of the situation made up for its lack of romanticism. Weak kneed after the release of the ages, James collapsed backwards.

After her stellar novice performance, his brut finale, and the aching in her groin, Melanie knew James owed her, so she lunged forward and straddled her pussy over his mouth. She'd never been eaten out before, but she knew it was something pleasurable girls could deserve. James agreed what cums around goes around, and she more than earned a little attention.

Straddling his face, she descended, lowered herself down to within his tongue's reach which appreciated Melanie's completely bare site. This allowed James to go to town without fear of any stray hairs finding their way into his mouth.

Using his tongue he managed to part her lips and was greeted with a flood of her juices. "God she is fresh and sweet," noted James to himself. He continued thrusting in and out as far as his tongue could before slowly sliding out and up the length of slit and along her puffy clit flicking it back and forth before slowly sliding back down and in.

She was loving his tongue's exploration of her virginal cannel and engorged clit. And James didn't mind eating out this little one hoping to at least make the best of this situation for both of them.

He continued repeating his tongue's dive past her vaginal lips and inside of her followed by a lick out and up, slowly sliding the length of her plump clit, taking a moment to flick his tongue's tip back and forth before diving it back into her cannel as far as he could—in-essence fucking her with his outstretched tongue.

Up until an hour or so ago, no man had ever seen her naked, or seen her vagina, or done anything remotely sexual to her, and now, here she was, the taste of cum still lingering on her lips after swallowing a grown man's load, as she felt herself edging ever closer to exploding herself as he went to town on her "down there" zone. Oh, how quickly things can change.

Speaking of change, James must've noticed the slight contraction of her pussy indicating an approaching orgasm and in turn had increased the pace and fervor of his mouth's manipulations.

As she felt herself getting closer, she desperately began grinding against his face. This drove her mad as she begged her body to crest that orgasmic hump; with complete disregard for James (it's not like he'd shown her any when he'd grabbed hold and shoved his cock down her throat), Melanie let her legs go limp and stopped holding her weight above him, dropping herself over his face, smothering James with her engorged pussy, burying his mouth and nose deep inside herself.

Frantic to regain her support and the ability to breathe something other than smothering pussy air, James redoubled his efforts by slurping and sucking anything and everything he could find, hoping to push her over.

Eventually, his tongue did the trick and she was sent into spasmastic pleasure waves that relentlessly crashed over her. With a flood that further coated his face, Melanie finally reached the best climax of her life.

Sure, like any teenage girl; she'd play with herself and reached orgasms before, but nothing like this—whether it was the pill or James' skillfulness, she'd never felt one as powerful as the one she just let loose.

As Melanie lifted herself off his glistening face and slid down his torso to give him a kiss, (leaving a trail of wetness in her wake) she felt something hard rub past her crack, ass, pussy and clit before resting on her belly just as she tasted herself off his lips.

James was equally surprised by his revitalized cock now risen to its full glory, yet again, and craving further release. In unison they silently concurred, "These are amazing pills."

"Ah, I'm glad to see you've both gotten into the scene!" gleefully noted Mike knocking them back to reality. "Now for the grand finale," he exclaimed as he rubbed his hands together like a little boy in the backseat as his parents drove through the local fast food joint. They did have to admit what just transpired did feel good, but was that of their own accord or the pills'?

Melanie and James both knew what was expected of them, they'd gone this far, and their inflamed organs begged the obvious question, "Why not go the rest of the way?"

Not that everything before was chump change, but James realized what was coming up next would be life changing. Melanie was having similar thoughts, thankfully it would at least be someone she knew who'd be considerate of her "delicacy"—she knew she could do a lot worse like a lot of her friends had done at random parities or on prom night.

However, she was fearful of the pain she'd heard coincided with a girl's first time. She'd always been careful to never insert anything in there except a finger or two, and never too vigorously or deep—desiring to keep her cherry intact and save that privilege for her future Mr. Right. "I guess that plan went out the window," she only halfheartedly admitted.

Wanting to be in control of the pace of their next endeavor, James rose, gently guiding Melanie onto the mattress provided on the van's floor. Despite the sexual frenzy the pill had placed her in, Melanie's eyes clearly expressed the trepidation she felt.

Cognizant of her anxiety, James placed his cock on the outside of her slit and began to rub his member against her clit hoping to slightly get her in the mood, then resting his revitalized cock between the lips of her entrance, James began sliding it up and down that length in the hopes of further lubricating her and preparing her for what was about to happen.

Looking into her eyes James asked, "Are you ready?"

"I guess so," was her meek response.

With it in hand, James parted her lips and began to slowly insert his cock. As he began to inch his way in, he marveled at how tight she was, as though this was unexplored territory. It wasn't until he encountered a barrier he realized why she'd been apprehensive. His pace deliberate but languid was excruciating for both of them; however, it afforded him the ability to notice when he reached her hymen.

James hadn't even given the possibility of her unspoiled state any thought, just assuming that a popular, attractive young girl like Melanie had at least experimented once or twice by now.

Reaching, but not wanting to cross the line between innocence and experience, James continually withdrew. Remembering the time he took Andrea's innocence, he had been a foolish young man, overzealous, and before she was ready he'd unceremoniously tore through hers, earning a set of claw marks down his back and a glare to seal the ages.

He hoped to do better this time and not make the same mistake twice as he continually edged up her indescribably tight passage ultimately reaching and stopping at its border. Pulling back slightly, James continued his gradual exploration, slowly sliding up to her innocence, and then slowly sliding back out, hoping to make it easier. The fear of impending pain prevented her from relaxing and becoming accustomed to James as he kept bumping against her cherry.

She was as tight as Andrea on their first night and only slightly more lubed due to that pill. There'd be no way he would've gotten as far as he did without her pharmaceutically induced lubrication.

Mike was right, the pill aided in his control, James felt as if he was no longer at the mercy of his stimulated cock determining its own explosion time—he was, and he wanted more.

"Come on, plunge on in there!" egged Mike.

"Cut us some slack; it's her first time; I'm trying to be gentle and give her a chance to become comfortable," retorted James.

"Stop, is this true?" asked Mike looking down at Melanie who slowly nodded. "Well you should've said something sooner," exclaimed Mike, momentarily giving Melanie the slightest glimmer of hope that he'd let them stop here and retain her innocence—mostly unscathed and still intact.

"They'll totally pay extra to see a girl's cherry popped...err...a couple 'come together' for the first time on camera, we've gotta exploit this to the fullest! People love seeing a girl's facial expression during their first time.

Remember, the eyes are the window to the soul. You are able to see if she is into it, scared, excited, salacious, uncomfortable, nervous, apprehensive, eager, or who knows what else—a plethora of others... It's emotional connection that makes a great film. Ahh...," said Mike, obviously pleased with his passionate speech.

"The face tells the whole story, whereas a shot of a penis being inserted is empty...emotionless...boring. Uh, but don't worry, Alex'll catch the penetration shot as well," explained Mike gesturing Alex to grab the secondary camera.

As per Mike's directorial stage direction, Melanie was now on all fours and James was lined up behind her, steadying himself by placing his hands on her hips.

There was no denying the size disparity of James's peg to Melanie's hole. He knew he was going to have to be slow and steady with her to try to avoid causing her too much discomfort. Rubbing her lower back and then steadying both of them by taking hold of her hips, James re-asked "Are you ready?" His cock certainly was, pointing straight out, begging to be slid back into her glistening snatch. "I wonder how long these pills will last," he thought to himself.

Swallowing down her apprehension, "I guess...yes..." was all Melanie said as she looked past Mike and tried to focus on the backdoor of the van.

Without warning, Todd hit the brakes—hard; the momentum caused James to fall flat on his back, and Melanie to be pulled backwards onto a seated position, impaled to the hilt on James cock, mercilessly ripping her hymen.

Everyone was oblivious to Melanie's plight—even Melanie. Her body was rigid, her back arched, in a state of delayed reaction. The shock was so extreme she just sat there for a moment as though her body had to take a second to catch up.

At that same moment she had to come to terms with just violently losing her virginity in a van, on camera, in front of three strangers, and ultimately a plethora of viewers at home. Finally, her body responded as a few tears snuck out the corners of her eyes and a whimper escaped from her mouth. James was equally shocked by what just happened. What were the chances he'd fall backwards, legs splayed, dick straight up, and she'd follow suit landing perfectly on his pole.

It seemed like James was the only guy aware of Melanie's extreme pain as he helped balance her trembling body. James didn't know what to do; there was little he could do in this position since her weight had him pinned to the floor, and he'd hate to move or try to lift her off before she was ready.

Up to this point, James had been too focused on her wellbeing to notice the vise like grip her snatch had on his cock. It felt like someone had taken his cock in their hand and was squeezing with all their might. It probably didn't help that Melanie was all tensed up, but it was up to her to rise off his rod. As he laid there trying to figure out what his next move should be, he felt something warm leak out of their union and trickle down over his balls.

"Nice driving Todd," sarcastically called Mike from the back.

"Hey, it's not my fault," retorted Todd. "This woman driver cut me off."

Melanie was taking a moment to catch her breath and steady herself and adjust, both physically and emotionally, to James' cock being buried in her formerly virgin pussy. Slowly, she began to rise, surprised by how wet she still was. "I guess Mike was right about those pills being a blessing," realized Melanie, "there is always a silver lining." It would've been darn near impossible to dislodge themselves from such a tight grip were it not for her body's lubrication.

Gingerly, she began to rise, but, just as she was about to clear his pole, the van hit a bump causing her to lose her balance, skewering her to the hilt again—knocking the wind out of both of them.

"Sorry about that," came another sincere call from the front, "blame the roads, not me."

Finally becoming accustomed to having his full length completely buried deep inside of her, she began to stretch out and could pick up the pace more comfortably. Melanie began rocking back and forth with it lodged as far as it would go. This motion was continuing to loosen her and, with the aid of the pill, she was beginning to enjoy this new experience.

Eventually her body accommodated his girth and she began to pleasure herself. Rising up and down emitted a sloppy, slurpy noise which, if she'd managed to retain a shred of her dignity, would've been embarrassing; however, she was well beyond being self-conscious and the pill induced longing for release created a one track mind.

Relieved to notice Melanie's active participation and indulgent hedonism, James began to admire her beautiful butt as she began to rise and fall of her own accord. There is little more erotic than seeing yourself disappearing into a teenager's warm, wet, and enveloping snatch, James noted to himself.

With each downward thrust her butt checks would spread just enough to reveal her crinkled flower. As Melanie increased her pace the squishing noises gave proof to just how sopping wet she was. She'd moved beyond the pill and would've sworn this moisture was all of her own accord as she fucked herself silly on James's relentlessly erect shaft.

Concerned with pregnancy and whether Melanie wanted to be internally coated with his seed, James used the control afforded by the pill to hold back a second eruption. It wasn't until Melanie completely dove herself down on him and lost it for her second time that James suddenly regretted his senseless consideration.

As Melanie was reveling in her first intercourse induced orgasm, Mike noticed the look of disappointment on James' face. Since his eyes weren't rolling back into his head as any normal man's would be if he just released within this fine young chick bouncing up and down on his pole, Mike had to assume, for whatever reason, James hadn't climaxed. So, he began to wonder what was capturing and mesmerizing James' infatuated gaze.

Walking to the other side of the van and following his gander, Mike also marveled at Melanie's ass as she continued to enjoy aftershocks wiggling atop James' unsatisfied erection. As if reading his mind, Mike did have to agree Melanie's exposed and puckered shitter looked tempting. Feeling as though he could safely guess James' forbidden desire, Mike stopped them both. "Great, we're off to a wonderful start, but now it's time to mix things up."

Melanie and James were both surprised by his use of the word "start" after looking back on all they'd done.

"What more could he have in mind?" naively pondered Melanie.

Making eye contact with James and cocking a mischievous eyebrow, Mike said, "Pull out." Reluctantly James withdrew causing a nice little "pop" to emanate from the site of their separation. "We like giving newbies the 'full' experience, if you know what I mean," explained Mike. James did know what he meant, but feared Melanie didn't, which was true. "I'm gonna need some lube back here," called Mike, looking at Alex.

This concerned Melanie as she feared Mike now wanted to take a turn. She was certainly baffled: "What could the 'full' experience mean, and why would they need more lubricant?" since she could tell she was still soaking wet, undoubtedly enough to continue.

It wasn't until she felt a wet splash against the outer ring of her asshole that she connect the dots and realized what was next. James then followed Mike's silent directions and placed the narrow tip of the bottle at her backdoor entrance and squirted a big glob inside. Melanie, as she felt the slimy cold fluid coat her insides, grew wide-eyed. Only the sluttiest girls at school allowed their boyfriends to stick their cocks up their poop chute, but James was soon going to invade hers.

Reeling from the pleasure of her last orgasm, Melanie's body was still relaxed enough that James collected a slathering of lube on the end of his finger and began to slowly insert his finger in her virgin ass and swirl it around; it at least allow one digit to slip past her sphincter.

James could feel her unexplored hole grab and release his finger as he spread around the lubricant. Neither had any idea how they were going to get this hole to accommodate his still raging pecker, but the pounding desire to release one more load made it a moot point in James' mind.

In vain, James grabbed another slathering of lube and used two fingers to spread it around; though, even if she could handle two, it didn't mean she could fit his fucking penis up in there. To Melanie, it felt like a perverted sports physical; her humiliation only increased when he inserted the second.

Placing his cock at the entrance of her reluctantly lubed backdoor, James knew this wasn't going to be easy. Inconsiderate of her position, now only concerned with his own gratification, James applied pressure with his dick to the entrance of her ass. With steady pressure, he leaned forward. It would not budge or give way; she was literally pushed across the vain by James' incessant force.

Her ass was too tight; she was pushed forward rather than having her sphincter give way. It wasn't until she cast her gaze against the back window, in an attempt to focus on something else, and rested her hands against the back of the van, bracing for his cock's entrance, realizing she was going to have to endure one more event, that there was enough back-pressure for his piece to sneak past her ring and begin to rip through her ass.