When Pamela Zinszer’s luscious body was unveiled in March 1974 men saw a young and sexy girl whose pouty expression promised endless sensual pleasure. She was barely eighteen when the photos were taken but her beauty and sumptuous curves exuded pure sensuous bliss. She seemed young and innocent and devilishly adventurous at the same time.
When she was approached by Playboy her family freaked out but now the tests were done and the contract was signed. Just before she posed for her centerfold spread the family decided to send her back home to Kansas to spend Labor Day week celebrating her eighteenth birthday with her relatives and friends. Away from the watchful eyes of her mother, Pam began to hang out with a crowd that was ready to teach her how to enjoy her independence. Top on the list was Will; Pam was excited because he was going to take her for a ride in his car.
Pamela climbed into the car squealing with glee. This couldn't be more cool. A sunny day driving around with her older neighbor Will in his excellent convertible. She might have just turned eighteen, but she felt so grown up. Will was almost twenty two. That was older than anyone she knew.
Pam brushed her hair out of her face. She liked the way he looked at her. It made her feel like he wanted her. It was weird to think something like that of somebody she knew since she was a kid , but he was a cute guy, after all; besides they hadn’t seen each other for a few years. When she left Kansas she was a flatchested kid with glasses; now she had a voluptuous and ripe body and she was proud of it.
Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and the tail blew in the wind. She loved the feel of it on her face. She was wearing one of her cousin's old hockey jerseys with nothing underneath. Her breasts rubbed against the rough fabric, making her nipples tingle.
The car pulled up in front of a bench at the park and Will’s friend Richie climbed into the back seat. He grinned at Pamela in the rearview mirror as he spoke to Will, “Man, she’s a real babe! You weren’t kidding, Will. This is gonna be a blast.” He licked his lips as he smiled at Pam. “Little girl, you are a real doll. This is gonna be a hell of a party!”
Will chuckled as he glanced at Pam. He knew about the tests for Playboy and he knew that he had to get a piece of her before she jetted off back to California.
Pamela giggled in embarrassment at the attention of the two men. She hadn’t been out with a lot of boys; since her family had moved to California she and her sisters had pretty much been kept under wraps and she barely knew the facts of life. Between the flashy red car and the wolfish interest of the two men she felt very special.
Will drove to the lake and up a hill; he parked in a secluded spot overlooking the water. Far below and a short way up the shore some kids were swimming and a small sailboat drifted slowly on the water. The lake wasn't very big. She could see the houses on the other side.
"So, when do you go home?" Will said.
"Sunday. I got stuff to do with the…you know." She didn’t want to mention Playboy in front of Richie, but of course Will had told him all about it. Right now, Richie glanced at Will in the mirror and the two men nodded to each other. Richie sank down in the seat and let Will do his work.
Will looked back at Pam. "Do you have a boyfriend now?"
"No," Pam said. What was he getting at?
"Did you ever kiss a guy?"
"Yes," she said. She stared directly at Will, all but forgetting about Richie now.
"Did you ever ..." he started to say.
"Did you ever see a guy's dick?"
"Yes, I did. I even touched one, too," Pam said. She could not help feeling smug.
Will looked shocked and that pleased her.
"You sucked one? Who?"
"My boyfriend's." Pam bit her thumb coyly. She was, in fact, lying but she wanted to impress the boys.
“Oh, man,” Richie murmured but a sharp glance from Will quieted him.
Will turned to Pam "I thought you said you didn't have a boyfriend?"
"I had one. That was last year."
Will nodded with his jaw set firmly. Pam glanced down at his lap and was shocked. Standing up along his right leg in his jeans was a long, thick ridge.
"Did you ever let him touch you?" Will said.
"Yeah. Like this." Will reached across the seat and put one arm around her shoulders to hold her in place; his other hand slithered between her thighs and under her skirt.
Pam gasped. Her juicy thighs parted. Will's hand slipped up her leg to her crotch before she could squeeze them shut. The touch of his hand on the bare inside of her thigh was like an electric current shooting through her body.
His fingers quickly wiggled under her white cotton panties and touched her warm crotch. Pam was frozen to her seat. She never felt a man's hand between her legs. Will pressed his mouth to hers. His tongue forced her soft lips open and pushed into her mouth.
Pam moaned. Her breasts throbbed. She didn't know what to do, so she stayed still with her knees apart and her cousin's hand between her thighs. His fingers probed in places only she had ever touched, and it felt terrific. Should she let him touch her there? If she did anything he would stop, and she didn't want that. So she met his tongue in her mouth with her tongue.
"You like that?" Will whispered.
He rubbed a spot on her crotch and Pam groaned. She slumped against the door, feeling weak. Her legs were still spread and her mouth was still open, with a drop of saliva on her chin. She never felt anything so good in her life. Her chest was heaving when she looked at him again.
"You liked that, didn't you?" Will said.
"You want me to do it again, don't you?"
Pam nodded again. She would give anything if he would touch her like that again.
He looked down at her lap. "Take your panties off."
Pam stared at him for a second, panting. She pointed with her eyes to Richie in the back. “Don’t worry about him. Just take off the panties.”
Pam sighed and then smiled shyly. She pulled her skirt up over her hips and pushed her panties down to her ankles. Her crotch was moist and warm. That only happened when she touched herself, and it always felt good. Will's hand felt so much better.
She sat back and spread her thighs. Will stared at her crotch with a gleam in his eyes. Just being looked at like that made Pam tremble with excitement.
His hand brushed her thigh. Pam gasped. She could hardly stand the anticipation. As his fingers neared the soft mound between her legs she spread them wider, moaning.
Will moved closer to her and she looked up at him. He leaned forward and kissed her. Pam pressed her hands into the seat and raised her pelvis toward his hand. His lips pressed gently on hers and his tongue searched in her mouth. Will's fingers pushed between her delicate lips between her legs. Pam squealed. It was the best sensation she ever felt.
She put one arm around his neck and pulled him down. Her other hand squeezed the door handle. His finger wiggled up inside her so gently. She felt a slight twinge of pain, but the pleasure was so good. She thrust herself toward his hand.
Suddenly he broke away and sat on his end of the bench seat. She stared at him, feeling terribly disappointed. It seemed there had to be something more to what he was doing to her, although she had no idea what.
He was panting as hard as her. She glanced down at his crotch again. His hard penis was still there. She longed to take it out of his pants and touch it and kiss it and feel it in her mouth.
"You need someone to show you more about sex," Will said. His hand rubbed the ridge in his pants.
Pam looked away, pretending to be bashful.
"I'd like it if someone showed me how to do it."
"What about me?" he asked.
In the back seat Richie snorted. Both innocent Pamela and anxious Will ignored him.
She avoided looking at Will too. "You?" she asked meekly.
"I'll show you how."
She looked at him. He was playing with the zipper on his jeans.
"You would?" Her eyes trailed down to his lap. She hoped he would give her permission to take out his penis.
"Sure," he said, and took his hands away from his lap. "Go ahead."
Pam stared at the ridge in his pants for a few seconds, working up the nerve to touch it. She reached across and put her hand lightly on his right knee. Will sucked in a breath. Her fingers moved slowly toward the long ridge that stuck up in his pants. She could feel its shape and hardness through the fabric. She was breathing hard.
"Take it out," Will said. His voice was a choked whisper.
Pam undid his jeans and Will lifted himself off the seat so she could push them down. His penis jumped out at her and she squealed. Will sighed.
It stood up from his lap like a pole. Pam stared, fascinated by it. It had ridges and bumps and fat blue veins that ran just under the skin. Her eyes followed its length to his balls.
She reached out to touch it with her trembling hand. Will groaned deep in his throat. Her fingers closed around it. The skin was burning, and the bone inside was as hard as a rock. She moved her hand up and down slowly. Will groaned again. His head tilted back.
"It's so hot," Pam said in a soft voice. "What should I do?"
"I think you should kiss it."
Pam turned her eyes up to him. She was crouched on her knees over his lap with one hand around his penis and one hand around his balls. He was staring down at her with excited eyes. She leaned forward, squeezed the shaft of his penis tightly, closed her eyes, and pressed her red lips to the round head. The feel of the spongy head on her soft lips sent a shiver through her body.
"Oh yeah," Will said with a groan.
He must have liked that. Pam kissed it again and he groaned again. She liked the way she could have such an effect on him, and she liked the feel of his penis in her hands and against her lips.
"Stick your tongue in that hole on the end. That's where my stuff comes out."
Her brows crossed. Stuff? What stuff? What came out? She stared at the tiny slit at the end. How could anything come out of that? Still trying to figure out what he meant, she poked her tongue out and licked the slit.
Will sighed. "Oh yeah. Lick it again."
Giggling, Pam licked the slit again, then the whole head. She ran her tongue up the side of the shaft and she stroked it in her small hand.
"Now suck it," Will said in a deep, rough voice. His hand pressed on the back of her neck.
His sudden roughness startled her. He wasn't hurting her, but he held her down firmly and mashed the head of his penis against her lips. She whimpered. He was scaring her.
His hand pushed her head down harder. The head of his penis forced her lips apart. She opened her mouth all the way and Will forced his penis in. It stretched her jaw wide and jammed her tongue to the back of her throat, making her gag. She squirmed under his grip, but somehow she was excited. Her private area felt warm and moist and tingly, like it did when she touched herself in bed.
"Now move your head up and down," Will said, his voice a growl. His strong hand eased its grip to let her head come up, then gripped her firmly again to force her head back down.
She moved her head reluctantly, gagging and choking under Will's grip, and becoming more and more excited. The head of his penis rubbed over her tongue and touched the back of her throat. It was the biggest thing she ever had in her mouth and felt like it would to strangle her. She squeezed her lips around it and moved her head up and down as much as she could, although Will tried to force his penis deeper into her mouth than she wanted.
"Do it faster," Will said, his voice a hiss. "You're gonna make me come."
Make him come? What did that mean? He released his hold of her neck and Pam was sucking him all on her own, moving her head and her hands up and down rapidly. She loved the feel of his huge, hard thing filling her mouth, but she was confused by what he had said. Where was she going to make him come from?
"Oh god ... Oh god," Will moaned.
Pam turned her eyes up to his face while she concentrated on sucking him. Will looked like he was in tremendous pain. She should stop and make sure he was okay. She would hate to find out she was hurting him.
Then Will grunted. His butt lifted off the seat. His muscles became very tight. His penis throbbed in her mouth, and suddenly some kind of warm, thick fluid was pouring down her throat. She squealed, but her voice was muffled by the penis. She took it out of her mouth to cough, and while she was looking at the tiny slit at the tip of the head, a huge glob of white stuff shot out of it.
Pam screamed and Will jammed himself back into her wide open mouth. His seed streamed down her throat as she gulped and swallowed, holding the penis in a firm grip.
Pam didn't know what to do. Something hot and sticky was flooding into her, and she didn't even know what it was. He said the hole was where his stuff came out. Was that what he meant by his stuff? And did she make it come out, like he said?
"What is it?" she mumbled, trying to speak with her mouth full.
"It's my come. You made me come."
Pam gulped it down and smiled submissively.
"What's come?" she said.
Will chuckled. Pam felt humiliated.
"It's my sperm. It's what makes a baby."
Pam felt a moment of panic. "Will I have a baby now?"
Will laughed again. Richie struggled to suppress his howls. Pam couldn't understand why they were laughing.
"No, don't be silly. You won't get pregnant unless I come in your pussy." He reached into the glove compartment and took out a bottle of mouthwash. “Here, I want to kiss you again but don’t want that stuff in my mouth.”
Pam felt confused again and hated not knowing what he was talking about. She gargled and spit and he leaned in and kissed her. “I love your pussy,” he murmured, stroking her thick bush.
"My pussy?" she said pushing him arm away in confusion. She couldn't imagine him putting that white stuff on a cat, even if she had one.
"Your pussy," Will said. He reached between her legs and touched her mound again. "Here. This is your pussy. This is where babies come from.” With his other hand he held his shaft. And this makes the sperm that makes babies."
He held it up for her, but she cringed away. She could have a baby. All she had to do was make Will's penis come in her pussy. The only thing was, she didn't understand how a thing as big as Will's penis was supposed to go in her pussy. She looked down between her legs. It looked way too small.
Pam was tempted to ask him to put it in her pussy, but didn't know what words to use. She turned sideways and put her feet up on the seat, leaning back against the door. She smiled at Will and let her knees fall apart.
He looked at her suspiciously. "What are you up to?"
"I want you to lick me now," she said, trembling with excitement as she spoke the words.
His eyebrows arched up. He looked shocked, and for a moment she was afraid he might be angry. Then his face softened into a smile and he leaned toward her.
"You deserve to get licked," he said as he lowered his face close to hers and kissed her. She put her hand around his neck, teasing her fingers in his hair, and kissed him back. His body lay between her legs, pushing her thighs apart, and it was a delightful feeling.
One of Will's hands slipped under the hockey jersey. His fingers touched her nipple. Pam moaned into his mouth. Her knees squeezed against his sides. Will pushed the jersey up. Her large creamy mounds heaved up and down as they came into the light. He covered her breasts in he the palms of his hands. Will leaned down and licked her nipple and Pam gasped. An incredible tingling sensation shot through her body from her nipple.
"Oh, Will," Pam moaned as she squirmed under him. She bit her lower lip and squeezed her eyes shut. It felt so good she wanted to burst. The more he licked the weaker she felt until she was limp and whimpering beneath him.
His tongue and lips left her nipple. She felt the cool air on the saliva on her skin. He moved between her legs and she opened her eyes to see what he was doing. He was moving down, lowering his head to her warm, private area. Pam's chest heaved. She felt Will's breath on her bare belly and in the curly fine hairs on her mound.
He kissed her. She whimpered. His tongue came out and licked her. Pam closed her eyes and sighed. Her lower lip quivered. His tongue moved around her pussy and she especially loved it when he pushed the tip of it inside, where his fingers had been. He licked a certain spot down there he had touched with his fingers that thrilled her. When he licked it over and over she felt like she would explode. Pleasure rolled through her body in waves, building and building until she couldn't take it any more, then she was exploding.
Her small body writhed and bucked. She was screaming out loud, but all she noticed was the light of the explosions behind her eyes and the heavy waves of pleasure that crashed through her body.
When it was over she lay still, breathing hard. That was what was missing, when he was rubbing her with his fingers and quit before it was finished. She opened her eyes and looked at Will, smiling. This was what it was all about, she had no doubt. She wanted to feel that again and many times, and if she didn't have Will to do it to her she would find a guy, she decided.
Will was on his hands and knees between her legs. She could see between his legs. His beautiful long penis hung straight down and looked very hard.
"Don't get up yet," Will said. He had his hand on her pussy.
"What are you gonna do?" Pam said, her voice quivering.
He moved up so her spread legs were around his hips. "I'm gonna take your virginity," he said.
Pam gasped. Will took his penis in his hand and suddenly she knew what he was going to do. He was going to put it in her pussy. As he raised his penis and pointed the head at her tiny pussy, she bit her lower lip and whimpered. She was filled with fear and anticipation at the same time. His fingers pushed the lips of her pussy apart and he pushed the head of his thing against them. Pam giggled.
"That feels funny," she said.
He pressed himself forward. She watched the head of his penis disappear inside her pussy and she gasped. It was a strange sensation of being spread open. He pushed it a little deeper. She felt a twinge of pain and gasped again.
"That hurts a little bit," Pam said in a meek whisper. The pain was a concern. She didn't want it to hurt. She wanted it to feel good. He pushed again and she winced. It was hurting more.
"I think it's too big," she said, hoping he would reconsider, but he didn't. He pressed forward until his penis came up against something inside her pussy that stopped it. Will hesitated and Pam sighed with relief that he wasn't going to cause her more pain. She was shaking. The pain of her pussy being stretched eased slightly.
Will shoved his hips forward. Pam felt something tear inside her, followed by a searing pain, and she screamed.
"Ow! Will, stop. It hurts," she cried.
Tears rained from the corners of her eyes. She tried to move her legs or push him off, but he was too big. Will ignored her. She couldn't understand how he could be so mean or why he would want to hurt her so badly.
"Hold on," he said. He shoved more of his penis into her pussy and she screamed in pain again.
She was sobbing and screaming and pushing on his chest and his penis was still sliding into her. His hips pushed her legs farther apart. She was pinned under him and felt helpless to his assault. She was confused and hurt and angry at him for doing this to her.
"Take it out. Take it out, please," she pleaded as she sobbed. Her eyes blurred with tears that streamed down her cheeks.
Finally, Will stopped pushing, but the pain did not ease.
"It's in now," he said, wiping the tears from her cheek.
"Why?" Pam sobbed, her chest heaving. "Why did you do this to me?"
"We're making love," Will said in a soothing voice. His hips moved slowly back and forth. "Don't you want me to make love to you?"
"But ... it hurts," Pam sobbed, and winced in pain when his hips moved forward and pushed his penis a bit deeper into her body.
"It always hurts for a girl the first time."
The sharp pain began to ease, if only slightly, but she was still angry at him for hurting her. She stared up at him with a scowl on her face, sniffling. Her crying had stopped except for the pools of tears in her eyes and her shuddering breath.
Gradually, she began to notice a new sensation, one she felt over the occasional twinge of pain. It was the sensation of Will's thick penis sliding in and out of her pussy. She began to concentrate on that sensation while she stared up into his eyes. It felt strange at first, but then she began to like it. The pain was fading rapidly, replaced by a deep, lusting ache deep in her belly.
He was doing it. They were making love. Pam began to respond. Her breathing became heavier. Her nipples tingled. She started to like the feel of his penis moving in and out of her body.
Will's hips moved faster. His eyes were locked with hers; she could not tear herself away. Pam moaned in shallow, rapid breaths. Her small hands stopped trying to push him off and stroked his sides.
"Oh, Will," Pam whispered. She felt that thing building inside her, just like it did when he was licking her pussy and she was overjoyed. He was going to make it happen for her again.
She was panting and moaning as he went faster and faster, and didn't even notice when he groaned and his penis started throbbing. She felt a warm fluid filling her insides and she knew he was spilling his white stuff in her belly. Pam’s soft lips formed a little O as the sensation of his orgasm made her body tingle.
Will lay on top of her for a minute or two, panting. Pam brushed her fingertips over his sides, squeezing his body between her thighs. He lifted himself off and sat behind the steering wheel. His long cock drooped over his lap and was covered with shiny fluids.
Pam remained down on the seat still tingling. She looked up and saw Richie peering over the back of the seat and grinning wolfishly.
“Hey, Will, don’t be so greedy.”
Pam pouted again but Will looked at her with the same evil glint as Richie. “OK, Reg, are you set?” He was still looking at the trembling Pamela as he spoke. He reached down and started to tug the hockey jersey over her head.
“Hey, that’s not nice,” she squealed but the jersey flew off causing her hair to fly around her shoulders. Then she felt the skirt being pushed down her legs. In the back she could hear the sound of Richie opening his pants.
Pam squirmed under Will but he held her down with this weight and pinned her arms to the seat. “Listen, Pamela, now that we’ve opened your little box, we’ve got to finish it off. You’re gonna be in Playboy magazine; don’t you want to be a good playmate don’t you?” Pam nodded weakly. “OK, then, you just let us take care of you.” He bent down and licked her swelling nipples as she swooned from the warm feel of his wet tongue. He sat up and grinned. “You ready, Richie? We gonna do what we talked about?”
Richie chuckled, “Man, am I ready. You know me; I’m a backdoor man.”
Will now smiled gently at Pam who looked up with doe eyes. “I’m going to pick you up and pass you back. This’ll be like when I was in your pussy. It’ll hurt at first but then you’ll like it. OK? You ready?” Pam nodded her surrender.
He slid his arms under her torso and raised her tender, trembling body. “Here’s where the real party starts.” He lifted her over the back of the seat and before she clenched her eyes shut Pam could see Richie’s penis out and gleaming as if he had put oil on it. She felt Richie’s hands reach out to guide her over and down on top of him.
“Hey,” she whined as something hot and hard pressed into her rear. “What are you doing?” Will let go of her and she slowly slid down onto Richie’s eager shaft. “Wait. Stop,” she moaned helplessly. But now Richie was pawing at her breasts and she instinctively twisted her head around and let him shove his tongue in her mouth.
Will scrambled over the seat and climbed between her legs. Even as Richie’s tongue impaled her sweet mouth she could see out of the corner of her eye Will pointing his weapon at her swelling pussy. Her body stiffened into a silent scream as he plunged in and rammed against the cock already in her ass.
They let her quiver and shake for a few moments before they started drilling into her seriously. Four hands were squeezing and pinching her delicious breasts and her tongue was racing back and forth between their mouths. When she was kissing Will he was gobbling up her nipples; when she wasn’t kissing Richie he was devouring her neck and ears and shoulders. Pamela’s hands floated up and down Will’s back and along Richie’s thighs.
The two shafts began to pump into the tender girl; they moved in unison and Pam writhed and squirmed, slowly catching the rhythm of the monsters plunging deep into her body.
Richie came and Pam felt the heat burst into her but he kept plunging up and she continued to undulate over him. The warmth of his seed spread through her releasing showers of bliss up and down her spine. Will shot into her again and she thrust her hips up into him. Now the two men seemed to alternate volleys and each both flooded her body with greater waves of bliss. At first she sobbed with each orgasm but soon she was filling the surrounding hills with her howls. Finally, all three came together and red and gold fireworks filled her skull; as the sparks faded she drifted into a blissful trance.
In a photo studio a week later Pamela was posing for her centerfold and the photographer asked for a sexy look. She pursed her lips into that little O as she recalled Will’s shaft filling her beautiful body for the first time.