But as Ben was finding out, Nancy was far from frigid. While he tongue-whipped her stiff red nipples, she whimpered and moaned with lust. Then he opened his mouth and brought it down around one of her lust-engorged nipples, and she gasped and groaned hoarsely. He started to suck her tit, and she almost flew off the seat.

"Ohhhhh, Ben, yessss," she hissed, "that's just like in the book."

It must have been some book. Obviously it had had Nancy creaming her panties. He wondered if she beat off while she was reading it, the way he did when he looked at his girlie magazines. He imagined Nancy lying on her bed, her hand down inside her panties frigging away like crazy while she read that naughty book. The image almost made him come. He sucked noisily on her throbbing nipple, and she laced her fingers through his hair.

"Ohhhhhh, shit, I could almost come," she moaned.

You and me both, Ben thought.

His cock was painfully swollen by now, and he couldn't help fantasizing himself pistoning the stiff meat in Nancy's juicy little fuck hole. He wanted to fuck so badly, he could hardly think of anything else these days. He was dying to get rid of his damned virginity. Well, maybe if he got her aroused enough, he could lose it with Nancy. She seemed pretty damned excited as he switched from one nipple to the other and continued his noisy sucking.

"Ohhhhh, fantastic," she moaned, "you're driving me crazy, Ben."

He got bolder when he heard that. So far he'd kept his hands above her waist, but now he slid them down her curvy hips and around onto her fantastic little ass. Most of the guys agreed that Nancy Taylor had the nicest ass in school. Now he was cupping it and squeezing it, and she wasn't telling him to stop. He inched his fingers lower and lower, into the cleft of her ass and down toward her pussy. Was it his imagination, or did he detect moisture and heat radiating from her crotch?