Gallons of jism had been spilled over thoughts of Jennifer.

None had yet been spilled into her.

She was obviously not frigid, and she was certainly not without opportunity but somehow she had never been fucked. She wondered why that was. This was the age of permissiveness. She had no particular desire to save her cherry for marriage. In fact, she knew that she would be glad to be rid of the damned thing because, once she had been fucked for the first time, she knew she would be more relaxed and less inhibited and could fuck any guy she wanted to fuck.

But somehow it had not yet happened.

The time and the place and the man had not yet worked out just right for her. If she had time, they were not alone. If she found herself with time and privacy, she didn't fancy the man. If she was about to yield, something interrupted them.

Soon she would be fucked.

She had never sucked a prick, either.

But, horny young lady that she was, she had thought about it and found the idea attractive.

Soon she would do that, too.

She had been felt up by a few young men and finger fucked by a couple and had certainly enjoyed having hands fondle her body, coming at the touch of her clit or the caress of a taut nipple.

She had jacked off one lucky fellow in his car at a drive-in movie. What a thrill it had been to feel his hot cock throb in her hand as she slowly pulled it up and down, and then to see the creamy blossom of his jism erupt from the knob! But, of course, it had made her wonder what that stout prick might feel like if it were stuffed up her cunt or taste like in her mouth. If only the young man had asked her to, Jennifer would have gladly taken his cock into her mouth and let him shoot that lovely stuff there, or she would have spread her sleek thighs and taken it up her cunt for the first time.