Paul Mall

Take A Toss With Tess

Chapter 1

Tessie could hear the blare of the jukebox as she ran along the pavement. Shrill voices and the sound of splashing water indicated that something was going on behind Mims house, but Tessie couldn't see that far. It was an overly hot summer night and she was anxious to get into the cool water of the pool.

Summer was just about over. Tomorrow, Tessie would return to the city to spend the nest two weeks preparing for the start of school. She was excited about entering Thoreau High; her junior year, and she was feeling very grown-up. And, Tessie did do a lot of growing up this past summer.

When Tessie's sister first approached their mother with the idea that Tessie spend the summer out in suburbia, away from the grimy city, the answer was a flat "No!" But the two sisters won the argument when they barraged their mother with newspaper clippings of murders, rapes, and other city everyday events. Was that a place for a nice fifteen-year-old like Tessie to spend her days? One week later, Tessie, five suitcases, and one overstuffed teddy bear made themselves at home in Tessie's sister's house. Tessie had more freedom that whole summer than she had ever had in her life. She came alive, blossoming both physically and mentally, and as sad as she was about summer being over, she was eager to see what it was going to be like, all grown-up, back in the city, back in school with all those boys she left behind two long months ago.

As Tessie ran across the lawn in front of the large house, she slipped off her sandals. She could see all the kids now. There were more kids than she had expected and it looked like the ply was in full swing. Mim ran up to Tessie and the two teenaged girls embraced.

"How come you're so late? Can't you even be on time for the biggest party of the summer?" Mim pretended to be annoyed, but she really wasn't at all.

"I didn't know what to wear. Half my things are packed and I couldn't find a top to match my shorts, and -"

"Hey, they're setting up the band. Come on!" Mim ran towards the group of boys who were setting up band instruments.

Tessie had been to this house every day almost, for the past two months, but still she couldn't believe it. Mim was so lucky, she thought. That great big house, a real, under-the-ground swimming pool, complete with diving board, bath houses, and lounging chairs. And a jukebox, too. Tessie didn't even know you could own a jukebox, unless you were a restaurant or something like that. Mim's family must be very rich.

Tessie caught up with Mim and watched with her as Gene, Ray, and Johnny set up the drums, and all the electrical equipment. The piano had been moved outside from the house, and a microphone was hooked up next to it.

Someone handed Tessie a beer and she drank it down with all the experience she had gathered during the summer. Someone else handed her a joint and she toked gingerly on it. Marijuana still scared her, but she was too grown-up to refuse just a toke or two, now and then.

There were lights all around the pool area, but the grounds behind the pool were dark. The bath houses were back there, and Tessie imagined that the kids would take full advantage of the darkness and the six small houses.

"Goin' in the water?"

It was Bob, the same Bob that made Tessie's insides quiver every time she spoke to him. "Uh, yes. Maybe later."

Bob, Mim's older brother, was much older than Tessie. That's probably why he excited her so. He was twenty-three, and Tessie figured he must be very sexually experienced. She looked into his deep brown eyes and the quivering began.

"Why wait?" Bob linked his hand into the long brown strands of Tessie's hair and smiled sexily at her, making sure to flash his perfectly white teeth in the process.

"I – I, uh, just got here… There's some people I want to say hello to." She shivered slightly.

"Okay. Maybe later I'll race you across the pool" He turned away from her and walked toward the diving board.

It was at that precise moment that Tessie knew it would be Bob that she'd visit the bath houses with.

"Come on! Gene is getting ready to play." Mum took Tessie by the hand and both girls moved to get a seat by the piano, close to Gene, the blond lead singer of the group.

Beer flowed in abundance: down throats, over heads, into the pool, and down bathing suite. The heavy anima of marijuana filled the air, and the kids became a blur of movement, making loud noises in the night.

After the music, Tessie played tag, danced, and swam. But she didn't see Bob anywhere. Climbing out of the pool, she looked disappointedly toward the bath houses, hoping not to see Bob emerging from one of them, some lucky girl on his arm. Maybe he's in front of the house, she thought, and went to see. There were some kids by the, wishing well on the front lawn, but she couldn't make out who they were. As she approached them, it was evident that Bob wasn't there either. She turned to walk in the other direction.

"Lost, Tessie?"

"No! That you, Gene?"

"Yeah! Want a toke of some good Mexican?"

"Okay."

Ray and Johnny were discussing a new arrangement with Gene and it looked as if they had been arguing about it. Gene put his arm around Tessie's bare, suntanned waist and held her close to him. Tessie was very stoned, grateful for the chance to rest her head on Gene's shoulder. He suited her five-foot-five frame just perfectly. Clad in a brief bikini borrowed from her sister, she felt her akin become atingle as it grazed against the hairy flesh of Gene's thigh and chest. She felt dizzy and the aroma of his masculine body made her even more heady. Tessie was aware that the nipples of her small, firm breasts were standing rigid.

One look from Gene's icy blue eyes, and Ray and Johnny made their excuses and headed back towards the pool, leaving Gene alone with the aroused young girl. Gene turned his attention back to Tessie and his icy blue stare had its effects on her too. A moment later Gene was crushing his lips against her softer ones. His tongue darted in and out of her mouth, in short, rapid licks. Each time his tongue entered her mouth, she'd suck briefly on it, proud of how well she had learned to kiss during this glorious summer.

Gene ran his hands up and down her sides, pausing to teasingly stick his fingers into the waistband of her bikini bottoms, tugging at the red material, making her wish that he'd just rip them from her body. Then he cupped one hand on her breast, gently holding the firm orb in his palm. She clutched her thighs together, sucked in her stomach, and jutted her breast deeply into his palm, crushing it against his hand. This kind of fondling was new to her, too. Before this summer, no boy had ever touched her breasts or her pussy. Now her body eagerly awaited the new found thrills of petting. Gene's other hand moved to the mound of her pussy. Slowly she gyrated her body against his hand. The thin material of the red bikini hardly cushioned his touch, and she felt as if she were standing there naked as he caressed her body.

"Gene, let's sit down."

"Under that tree over there." He led her to the weeping willow, a few yards away, and they sat down, leaning against each other. "This better?" He licked her earlobe.

"Mmmmmm. Yes."

He licked down from her ear to her neck, up under her chin, then kissed her softly. Gene returned his hand to her breast and gently lowered her down till they were lying side by side. He kissed her again, more passionately this time, and she responded by wrapping both her arms tightly around him. He glided his tall, muscular frame over her body until he lay atop her. His body was well filled out and the seventeen-year-old boy was very aware that the girls in his crowd considered him well-hung. He had a hard-on and he shoved it and his ego between Tessie's thighs. She parted them, just a little, to accommodate him.

"Let me open the top of your bathin' suit."

"No. Please don't."

"But you let me touch your tits, you let me put my hand under the material. Why not just take it off?"

"No!"

He didn't say anything else. Gene bent his head forward and kissed the flesh bulging from the top of the bikini bra. Tessie moaned loudly and squirmed under him, causing his erection to rub against her pussy. She moaned again and arched her body up against his. His tongue forced itself into her mouth and she eagerly sucked on it. He pumped his groin against hers, and gently kneaded her breasts with his hand. His other hand inched slowly across her thigh, and he stretched his fingers towards the elastic that held the bikini bottoms tightly against her soft flesh. He could feel the stray strands of pubic hair that jutted out from under the elastic, and he pulled gently on them. Tessie moaned deep in her throat and tightened her clasp on him.

"I'm going to miss you, Tessie. Oooh so much." He whispered the words slowly into her ear.

Tessie's thighs spread further apart.

"Maybe you could come out on weekends, or I could come to the city, and -" He began licking the swell of flesh that oozed now from the top of her bathing suit. Gene's hand darted quickly between their bodies and he cupped the mound of her pussy, feeling the spread of wetness that coated the crotch of her bikini.

"You'll really miss me? Really?" Tessie clawed her nails down his back and shut her eyes tightly.

"Mmmmm. Very much." Two fingers quickly shoved under the red material and he pressed them down against her clitoris.

"I'll miss… oooh!" Her legs were wide apart now, bending at the knees. "Gene! No! Please don't!"

"Tessie, please. It's our last night together." His fingers parted her cuntlips and teased the wet flesh between them.

"Gene. You promised. Not under my pants." She wrapped her legs around his body and humped wildly against the palm of his hand, causing his fingertips to slide slightly into her spasming cunthole.

"Please, Tessie. Please! All summer I've wanted you and all summer you stopped me." With his free hand, he fumbled at the snap of his shorts. It opened and he tugged at the material. The zipper slid quietly open and his cock, thankful to be free of the confines of his denims, loomed out from the pants' opening. "Don't stop me tonight, Tessie."

He held her hand and guided it towards his throbbing organ. "Touch me." He placed her hand on the naked flesh of his penis and it pulsed at her touch.

Tessie withdrew her hand. "No!"

He put her hand back on his cock. "Yes!" He held her hand firmly on the organ. "Feel how hard I am. For you… I'm hard for you, Tessie."

Awkwardly she gripped the male flesh. He released his hand from hers and she let go of him. He put her hand back and she gripped his penis again.

"Oh Gene."

He masturbated her clitoris again, underneath her bathing suit, and pumped his cock in and out of her hand.

"Gene!" Tessie felt a nervous flutter in her stomach and she felt her vagina clutch open and closed around Gene's fingers. "Gene, stop. I feel strange. I have to pee."

His fingers moved quickly now, rotating the little bud of her girl flesh between his fingers, pressing it gently against her. In response, her fingers gripped tighter around his cock and he pumped even faster. "It's all right, Tessie. Relax. Relax and enjoy what's going to happen." He stabbed his tongue into her ear and blew a steady stream of hot breath at her earlobe.

"Gene! Gene, what's happening?" She squirmed her ass against the ground beneath them, and her legs kicked against his back. She felt the fingertips enter her hole, just slightly, and the she lost control completely. "Ooooh! Oh, Gene!"

Gene knew that this was Tessie's first orgasm ever, and the expression on her little-girl face caused his cock to throb wildly in her hand. She kicked frantically at him. He watched her head toss from side to side on the ground, her brown hair splayed across the grass, some of it wrapped around her face as she lost herself to the throes of this first orgasm. One nipple poked itself out of the top of the bikini bra, as the suit became twisted from her frenzied movements. Gene quickly sucked the little brown hard nipple into his mouth and bit it gently.

Tessie came again and her hand squeezed Gene's prick. The rod jumped in her hand and then Gene poured come into it, down her arm, splattered her thigh, and puddled on her stomach. Both teenagers were breathing heavily, their bodies heaving against each other. And then they lay quietly in the grass, she feeling ashamed and he feeling proud of his achievement.

"What happened to me?" She didn't look at him when she spoke.

"You came. You came twice, in fact."

Gene explained to Tessie about coming; he showed her the drying sperm that stuck to her flesh and told her that was the results of her own passions. All the time he spoke to her, he held her tightly in his arms, sensing that she needed the reassurance of his presence. They shared another joint together and by the time they finished smoking it, both were ready to rejoin the party around the pool. Tessie didn't feel ashamed anymore. Coming wasn't anything to be afraid of. She liked it.

He helped her to her feet and they both ran towards the pool, racing each other. There were a lot of kids in the pool and a large beach ball was being tossed about the water. The ball sailed through the air and bounced onto the concrete around the pool, stopping when it hit against Tessie's feet.

She scooped the ball into her hands and was about to toss it back into the water when someone took it from her. It was Bob.

"Hi." He flashed his white teeth again. "Where you been?" He raised his eyebrows and winked as he looked back and forth, from Gene to her.

Tessie blushed, convinced that Bob and everybody else had watched her with Gene. "Around."

"Want a beer?"

"What happened to racing me across the pool, Bob?"

"Too late now. I'll never make it. How 'bout the her?"

"Okay." Tessie turned to look at Gene, but he was already in the pool, dunking some girl's head under the water.

Bob slipped his arm under Tessie's and led her towards a table of food that was set up, near the bath houses. He tossed the beach ball back over his shoulders and it splashed loudly into the water.

All around the pool there were clusters of kids. Some were in small circles, passing amend cans of beer, or joints, or both. Some curled up and went to sleep, others sprawled op lawn chairs. Couples that had paired off for petting were scattered about, openly fondling each other. Along the fence that enclosed the large expanse of property were couples who preferred to shield themselves in the dark shadows of the night. The music had long stopped and except for an occasional giggle, or sigh, the night was quiet. The kids who had been in the pool slowly took the silence as their cue that the party had turned in a different direction.

Bob and Tessie reached the food table and filled their paper plates with what was left. Bob led Tessie to a vacant spot against the fence. On the way, Tessie tripped over something and Bob caught her arm.

"Hey! Watch out!"

"Sorry! I didn't see -" Tessie's mouth hung open. She looked down to see Mim, completely naked, her legs spread wide and Johnny kneeling between her thighs. "Wha – "

Bob tugged at her arm and the bewildered, young teenage girl numbly followed him. Tessie looked closer at the couples around the fence. Many of them were naked and some of them were actually having sex – all the way sex. Tessie felt a twinge of fear, but mostly she felt excited. She remembered Gene's words, and what she had done with him under the willow tree. Coming, she thought, coming is nice. I like it. She held Bob's hand tightly and together they sat against the fence, propping the plates of food on their laps.

They ate in silence, and Tessie listened to the sounds that murmured around her. "Harder!" she heard someone say, a girl's voice, she thought. "Ahhh, more… harder!" said the same voice. Tessie listened to the sounds of raspy breathing, to inaudible whispers, to the rustle of clothing. Her nipples were hard again, and she ate her bologna sandwich, unaware that she was doing so. The touch of Bob's arm against hers made the hairs on her body raise with electricity from her skin. "Swallow it!" someone said. What does that mean? Tessie wondered.

The young couple finished eating and Bob took their plates and tossed them aside. He put his arm around Tessie and passed the cigarette that he just lit towards her. She took a tiny puff and blew the smoke out, never inhaling it. Tessie didn't know how to smoke cigarettes really, and it suddenly dawned on her that there was a lot she didn't know how to do. As Bob's arm tightened around her, Tessie wished that she hadn't agreed to come here with him. He was so much older than she and she didn't want him to see how naive she really was. Feeding like a little girl, she sat quietly in the grass, not knowing how to act, what to do.

"You seem frightened. Why?'

"I'm not," Tessie lied.

"Yes you are. I won't bite… not too hard anyhow."

To the side of them someone spoke. "I'm coming. I'm coming, shove it all the way up. Agggggg!" Tessie flattened her cant against the ground and squirmed. Bob felt her movement and took advantage of her momentary arousal to plate a tender kiss on her lips.

Tessie pushed away from Bob. "There's some thing I want to tell you," she said, rushing the words at him.

He kissed her again, not so gently this tine, and his lips opened wide. He licked his tongue around the inside of her mouth. Tessie pushed him away again.

"Bob, listen!"

"Ssshhh."

His hands went to her breasts and he kneaded the mounds roughly in his palms, pulling the material of the bathing suit away from her body. In two seconds the snap undid itself and the bikini bra fell away from her hardening young tits.

"Bob, everyone can see. Stop!"

"No one can see, Tessie. And if they.can, they're too busy themselves to be bothered with what we're doing." He flung the bra to the ground and lifted one tit to his mouth. "You want this and you know it."

Now that made Tessie angry. Just who did he think he was? She didn't care that he was gorgeous, twenty-three and experienced. He just couldn't get away with that. She opened her mouth to speak.

"Bob -"