Benefits 
by Ibfeysaat

(Questions and comments to ibfeysaat18@gmail.com)

I'm a really nice guy. The girls all adore me and are very comfortable telling
me their boy problems. In many respects, I am really more like one of the
girls than one of the guys. In fact, the girls love to tease me about my
social situation. I have always been the friend. God, I hate that term. Guess
what? Friends have benefits!

I was 18, and only 5 foot 5 inches tall. My weight is a meager 125 pounds. I'm
really cute, at least that's what all the girls say, I'm just a pip squeak.
I've never even kissed a girl before. But everything changed on Thursday, July
1st, 1971. That was the day I learned all about the benefits of being "the
friend."

Me and David were swimming and sunning in his yard. They have an inground
pool. They are so lucky. His bratty little sister Dina and her friend Lisa
were also there. They looked so hot in their bikinis and suntan lotion. They
are 2 of the popular girls while David and me are part of the nerds. The
little brats always make fun of me, saying I'm more like one of them than one
of the guys that they always tell me about. At 3:00 David had to go to work.
That left me alone with Dina and Lisa.

Lisa is a gorgeous blonde and looked amazing in her green bikini. Dina is a
sexy little brunette who turns heads in her red bikini. She sure turns my
head. They were teasing me as usual. Lisa said that I'm such a little boy that
even she could probably beat me up. Before long she had challenged me to a
wrestling match on the grass and that she would prove it. She even quipped
that maybe I could cop a feel of a titty, probably for the first time.
Suddenly, the thought of getting wrestled down by a sexy young girl didn't
seem like such a bad idea. Dina was really excited about our upcoming match.

Lisa is about my size but her weight isn't distributed exactly like mine. She
had tits and curves and things. I had a boner. Thank God for loose fitting
swimming trunks. We grasped hands and battled for supremacy. She is stronger
than she looks and I soon felt myself getting overpowered. Two thoughts came
to me. First, Lisa probably could beat me up. Second, the idea of losing
seemed a lot more interesting than winning. If Lisa wanted to pin me down and
straddle me in that sexy green bikini, who was I to complain. I'm the eternal
nerdy virgin. She's a hot sexy popular girl. Losing was beginning to look like
a good idea. She forced my wrists backwards and she tackled me to the ground.
We grasped each other and battled for control again. I was more interested in
trying to accidentally cop a feel.

Not sure about her, but I was getting extremely aroused feeling her arms and
legs and muscles and tits and everything gripping me, well, everywhere! Lisa
was doing her level best to get me down and get on top of me. Coincidentally,
I was hoping for the same thing. But I was struggling to... hell I really
can't think of a good reason why I was struggling, but I was. Lisa was on top
of me and I was on my stomach. She bucked upward and got me in a headlock. Now
this was getting very interesting as my cheek was getting squished into her
tit. This was a good thing. She was trying to get her legs around me to add a
scissors. This seemed like an especially good idea at the time. In hindsight,
aaaaah nevermind! So my struggling consisted of me trying to get up off the
ground. This gave her the leverage to get me into that delightful jail between
her sexy legs. And then she squeezed. With all her might! Lisa was trying to
squeeze the life and breath out of me. I had gotten myself into this mess and
now I was hellbent on getting myself out. I wanted to live! Struggling and
bucking with all my might I was somehow able to escape her clutches and crawl
away. Free at last. Free at last. Thank God almighty, I'm free at last!

My liberty was short lived. As I crawled away spent and devoid of much needed
oxygen, Lisa jumped on me again and rolled me over. As she took control of my
hands and pinned me down, she adjusted herself executing a perfect schoolgirl
pin. Now this was more like it. She had me pinned on my back and was sitting
on me. She wasn't killing me. And her lime green bikini and the teenage pussy
it was covering was a mere inches from my face. I could get used to this. (As
it turns out I have gotten quite used to this.) As I struggled to get much
needed oxygen, I continued to fight with my legs. Actually I was just flailing
them. I was kinda hoping that she might slither forward and mash my face into
her crotch. Turns out that she was kinda thinkin the same damn thing. But I
wasn't too bright, and hadn't figured that out yet. Meanwhile, another little
problem had popped up. She looked so sexy sitting on me. And I was so teenage
virgin horny. Let's just stipulate that my loose fitting bathing trunks could
no longer hide the evidence. My cock was standing tall and proud ready to
salute his new commanding officer. And Dina noticed it.

"Oh my God Lisa, Randy has a boner. He looks like he's gonna shoot his load
right in his shorts."

I hate to admit it, but, she was making a valid point. Lisa needed
confirmation so she quickly turned around and now sat with her scrumptious ass
a mere inches from my face. Before I had a chance to process the sudden happy
turn of events, Lisa began a manual inspection of the evidence. She grabbed my
Johnson right through my trunks. This was both good and bad. The good news is
for the first time in my life a girl had her hand on my cock. The bad news is
for the first time in my life a girl had her hand on my cock. And I was fixin
to have an accident!

Lisa affirmed her suspicions and went about the business of liberating my
bathing suit. My struggle consisted of trying to lift my ass so as to make her
task easier. If they wanted to humiliate me and have some fun at my expense, I
figured it would be better naked. Lisa gasped and Dina screamed when my 7 inch
rock hard dick made his entrance. It looks much bigger for 2 reasons. First
it's thinner than average. Second, because I am so small it appears abnormally
large. Or so I've been told. Many many times! Lisa muttered something about
having fun with me but I don't remember what. I do remember, quite vividly
actually, her grasping my cock and jerking it off. I considered warning her
but thought better of it. Didn't matter though because exactly 6 strokes and 2
seconds later I came like a fountain. For the first time in my life I had an
orgasm with a girl. Well, two girls. My stamina was very poor. But my load
size and shooting range was extremely impressive!

Lisa swiveled back around to berate me for coming like a little schoolboy the
first time he saw a girls cunt. True and not true. It was 1971, Playboy had
yet to show full frontal nudity, so technically I came BEFORE I saw my first
cunt. And yes, I came like the horny virgin boy that I was. Lisa continued to
yap at me but I wasn't really listening. That elusive lime green bikini and
the lucky charms hidden beneath were inching towards my face. My eyes got big
as saucers and I heard something about kissing her pussy. My arms were pinned
so all I could do was try to lift my head. If Lisa wanted to punish me by
forcing me to kiss her pussy, it didn't work. It was nirvana! Oh, that smell!
She smelled so ripe, so mature, so horny! Lisa grabbed my head and in a manner
not befitting a proper young lady, smashed my face right into her cunt with
the instructions to kiss it. I heard some kind of threat if I didn't do it
right but frankly, I still really wasn't listening to her. My lips, tongue,
and whole face for that matter were taking in a new discovery. The sweet musty
smell and taste of excited girl meat. I didn't know how to kiss a girl yet,
much less a vagina. But that didn't seem to matter much. I kissed and licked
and rubbed and worshipped her. Lisa for her part, just swiveled her hips
around and attempted to jam my whole head inside of her despite the bikini
obstacle. She was moaning and muttering something about God and her taste and
scent were getting stronger. She thankfully concluded that her bikini was
doing more harm than good so she decided to peel it off. That was a very good
idea.

Lisa rose and stood over me and asked "Randy, do you want to see my pussy?
I'll bet you've never even seen one before, have you?"

Well no. Now that you mention it. May I please see what all the fuss is about.
Didn't say it, but sure was thinking it.

"I'm going to make you kiss my cunt and lick it. And you better do it right or
I will have to punish you."

Slowly and seductively she lowered her lime green bikini bottoms revealing a
golden brown triangle of hair covering her young pussy. It hadn't occurred to
me that girls would have pubic hair like boys because I had never seen it.
Also, they only grew hair on their heads, or so I thought. Sure was beautiful
though. Underneath her golden triangle a dewy pair of pink cunt lips appeared.
Just above them lie what looked like the world's smallest cock. Her hairy cunt
descended toward my mouth and nose until I could taste her lovely feminine
nectar. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth and went to work. I had no formal
training for this task, but I think I was doing a pretty good job. Lisa was
moaning and groaning and humping my face like a bitch in heat. Exactly what
she really was!

Another happy thought entered my consciousness. My cock was still hard. Even
after I came. My orgasms had previously consisted of me looking at a magazine
showing a girls tits and maybe naked derriere while pounding my pud. Upon
completion, I would clean up and go outside to ride my bicycle or climb a tree
or something. It never occurred to me to try again. But I was Jonesing to do
it again and little Randy was standing up at the ready.

Lisa was humping my face with wild abandon when she decided that she needed to
feel a dick inside her. My long endless road of innocence was crashing to a
halt. Hair and gunk in my mouth, healthy horny aroma in my nose, and a face
swallowed up by the world's tightest little pussy, yes my innocence was
ending. She was about to put an exclamation point on the exercise and steal my
virginity. Simultaneously!

Lisa announced romantically, "I'm going to fuck the eyeballs out of you! And
you better do me right or I will really make you sorry." The only things
missing were the rose petals, scented candles, and a bearskin rug! My
conqueror slipped back and grabbed my hungry curious billyclub and sat on it.
She was dripping wet but tighter than a vice. Only the tip fit inside. I was
trying to get used to this strange warm wonderful sensation in my groin. Lisa
was determined. She kept moving up and down taking me a little deeper each
stroke. Then amazingly I was buried all the way inside her. She smiled and
bent down and kissed me! On the mouth. Then she fucked me stupid!

Because I had recently blown a load bigger than a milkshake, I didn't cum
right away. Chalk one up for the good guys. She was warm and wet and tight and
brand new, at least to me. And I was in heaven right there on David's grass.
Lisa later admitted that she had only been laid 3 times before she deflowered
me. Apparently girls exaggerate too! And she had never achieved orgasm. But
that too was about to change. Chalk another one up for the good guys!

Lisa was moaning and groaning and saying all sorts of nasty things. The good
Catholic girl was screaming to Jesus, Mary, Joseph, and the mother of God
about something or another. The raw heat emanating from her core threatened to
burn me alive. Her rythm increased as did her ecstatic warnings. She let me
know over and over that I was going to make her cum. Then she short circuited.
At first I thought maybe she had been electrocuted. No, waves of glorious
orgasmic pleasure were coursing through her veins and every nerve ending in
her young being. All of this commotion was having an identical effect on Randy
Jr. He was fixing to blow his own fuse box. She screamed that she was coming
and I didn't, but I came too! It was perfect! Mr. Johnson finally deflated and
exited stage right.

Lisa was telling Dina how wonderful that was and she should jump on and check
it out. Dina was more than eager to accept Lisa's offer when she noticed that
Randy Jr had shriveled up and died. She told me that she was going to beat me
up now and I better fucking get hard again or there would be hell to pay. Dina
helped me up. Naked, with slimy cum droppings all over the place. She then
proceeded to toss me around like a rag doll. Before long I found myself in
that wonderful position of being under a girl. Dina pinned me down and facesat
me. Her red bikini bottoms were soaking wet and she had a much more pungent
aroma than Lisa. Thick and overwhelming. That smell that is directly in the
middle of really loving it and reviling it. Just like Lisa, she soon stood
above me to disrobe and I was treated to the spectacular vision of her jet
black thick bush. Much harrier than Lisa's. I was going to need to visit the
Dentist for a haircut after she got done with me. Thankfully, Randy Jr was
reincarnated after seeing and smelling and tasting and kissing that Amazon
jungle between Dina's legs and she too fucked me stupid!

Afterwards, they decided to keep me. Whenever they got horny, it was my job to
come over and please them. By August I was also under contract to Kathy,
Susan, Mary, Connie, Barbara, Jill, and Cheryl. By graduation, I had been
beaten and used by every member of the cheerleading squad, pom pom squad,
girls swimming team, and most of the tennis players.

I never have been out on a proper date with a girl or woman. I have never been
married. I have however, succumbed to 1974 women, fathering 141 children, and
382 grandchildren. And last week, Dina's granddaughter became my 1975th girl
to kick my ass and make a meal out of me. See, being "the friend" has its
benefits!