Lynn had done it once before. In the back seat of a car at a drive-in movie. It had been a mistake. A messy, embarrassing mistake with a boy she hardly knew and didn't really like. She'd been sixteen then and eager to know what love was about. But her date had not been able to disguise his brutal lust with gentleness. He took her like a frightened animal, ramming against her unsullied virginity until she'd cried out with relief as her cherry tore. Since that time Lynn had been sinless. Nothing had entered her cunt but the monthly tampon and occasionally her own finger.

Then Ricky had found the special, velvety spot and his own finger had entered her. Her tears had dried suddenly as she'd premed her lift against him, moaning wit a new emotion. Ricky had bathed her with kisses as her blouse had come undone button by button. And then the most wonderful thing had happened to her tits. Ricky had sucked them. Sucked them slowly, one at a time. Sucked them until new floods of juice had dripped from her slit, bathing his knuckles. As he'd sucked her nipples his finger had never stopped moving inside her. He teased her clit, nabbed the entire length of her crevice until Lynn knew that she'd passed the point of no return. She'd never been turned on like that in her life. Her private finger-fucking pines couldn't approach such thrilling joy. There was no guilt, no fear now. Nothing but the desire for Ricky. She let her cousin undress her all the way. She begged for his cock and Ricky gave it to her. Inch by teasing inch. And then they fucked.

Lynn parked the powerful sports car in the space marked for her and got out. She was a little lightheaded from remembering her night on the hill with Rick. It was pleasurable to remember, but there was another feeling too. One that hadn't bothered her while she'd coupled with her cousin in the pass.