Mandy Wants Candy

Candy was a confused girl.... But, oh, Mandy wasn't!

(ff, mfmf)

By: Punchinello for Pulp Erotica

Tampa, Florida, 1967

"My hormones are starting to go crazy," Mandy confessed as she and Candy walked down the hall from study hall to their last period classes. "I get so hot, sometimes, it's scary. And sometimes right in the middle of class," she said. Lately the high school sophomores' study hall conversations had often turned to sex.

"Me too," admitted Candy. "Sometimes, I get this incredible desire to screw the person sitting in front of me." She lowered her dark eyes shyly.

"Oh, God, I know what you mean," the bright-eyed girl admitted. "It's like you're starving."

"Mm-hmm." They walked a little more in silence.

"I know," Mandy said, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "I've got a plan. I'll tell it to you after school."

Candy sat thru her last class hornier than she had ever been. She felt warm and sexy just from thinking about the plan Mandy might have. The class went by very slowly as she considered how clumsy her choice of words had been. Heather, a pretty, soft-eyed brunette, sat in front of her in this class, with a pink V-neck sweater that tempted Candy to peek down it every time the girl leaned over to whisper something. Candy looked for boys to stare at instead, but that didn't help her state either.

Finally, she could stand it no longer. Feigning the need to see the vice-principal, the dark-eyed beauty left class early and slipped quietly down the hall and into the girls' restroom. There, alone in a stall, she unbuttoned and unzipped her tight blue jeans. She slid them down to her knees and slipped her warm fingers into her wet panties.

Wet with sex juices, the panties clung to her soft round hips, accenting every line and motion as she slowly massaged her aching slit, plunging first one and then two fingers deep inside. She moaned softly and let her mind wander thru her fantasies, quickly working herself into a frenzy.

Her moans grew louder and echoed off the tile of the quiet room. She pushed her shirt up out of the way and unsnapped the clasp of her bra, kneading her small round breast and teasing the little red nipple. Soon she could hardly control her wild thrusting and desperate moaning, her pumping fingers driving her over the edge with one last long groan.

Then the door to the stall opened.

With a squeal, she pulled down her shirt and snatched at her panties.

"You too, huh?" It was Mandy. She leaned against the stall door with her jeans undone and her own hand down her pants. With a sigh, she bit her lip as she stared at Candy's half-covered body.

"Yeah," Candy admitted weakly. She pulled up her jeans and tucked in her shirt. "I couldn't stand sitting thru class."

"I know what you mean," Mandy said. She slowly drew her hand out of her panties and put her wet fingers in her mouth, softly sucking and licking them clean.

Candy stared, biting her own lip. "What's your plan?" she managed to ask. Just then, the final bell rang.

Mandy pulled Candy along to find two of the best-looking football players. They found Brad and Dan gathering up their books at their lockers and invited them over, pretending it was to be a talk about the cheerleaders' new duties before football games.

"Okay, sure," said Brad, the full back with fine blond hair and cocky swagger.

"We come by as soon as football practice is over," agreed Dan, a wiry half back with dark, penetrating eyes.

Later, at Mandy's house, the girls started to put their plan into action. First, Mandy got her parents out of the house for the day, casually suggesting they go shopping together.

"What now?" Candy asked.

"Bikinis," Mandy smiled. They had an indoor pool.

"Are you serious?"

"Come on," Mandy said, taking her hand and dragging her toward the stairs. "I've got something that will fit you." They were about the same petite size, altho Candy's bust size was significantly greater.

"Mandy, I don't mean that. I mean are you serious we're going to be wearing bikinis when they get here?"

"Of course," Mandy said. "We have to get them hot right away. We can't waste any time." Up the stairs they went, and turned into Mandy's room.

"Blue or green?"

"Blue," said Candy. She always looked good in blue; it matched her eyes.

"Strip," Mandy said. And she held out a blue string bikini for Candy to put on.

"That little thing?"

"Strip, bitch," Mandy joked.

Candy began taking off her shirt, a little timid, but Mandy kicked off her shoes and stripped off her jeans, practically naked in just a few moments. Seeing her friend so uninhibited, Candy relaxed a little and began to toss off her clothes. In half a minute, the girls stood about in their panties, comparing chest size.

"Mandy, I don't think this is going to fit," Candy said, holding the bikini top to her breasts. Mandy took it in her own hands and pressed it against her friend's big breasts. It looked as tho it would hardly cover her nipples.

"So go naked. They won't care."

"Very funny," Candy said, dropping down onto the bed. She started to put the top on, and Mandy watched, helping to adjust the little patches of cloth as Candy tied the strings.

"That's great Candy," Mandy said. "You look hot."

"I think my tits are going to fall out."

"Just don't dive into the water," Mandy laughed, slipping out of her panties. Candy lay back and slipped out of her own panties. She loved the luxurious feel of the comforter against her nearly-naked body, and suddenly she wanted to take off the top again and lounge about in the nude.

"Let's go," Mandy urged, tying up her bikini bottoms. "We still have to go over the plan."

"I don't want to," Candy murmured, spreading her legs lazily. "Can't we just go swimming?"

"No," Mandy snapped, and she jumped onto the bed and stood on her knees between Candy's legs. "We've got work to do." She leaned over her friend and pinned her arms to the bed.

"Get off," Candy said laughing.

"Make me." Mandy bent low so that her small, pointed breasts brushed across Candy's face.

"Quit, you bitch," Candy laughed, trying to wriggle free. "I'll bite your nipples off," she warned.

Mandy sat back on her heels with a cry and covered her breasts in mock horror. "Don't!" she pleaded.

Candy wriggled out from under her. "Let's go," she said. "We don't have much time." She looked around for her bikini bottoms and began to tie them on. Mandy reluctantly took up her top and put in on as well.

Once they were dressed, the girls made their way down to the pool room, where the water glistened green from the light of the sun coming thru the tinted sky-panels. Mandy had brought down a handful of massage oils in small plastic containers, and these she set on the diving board.

"We bring them in here," Mandy said, "to do a little swimming first—"

"And then one of us suggests massages," Candy finished. "It's just natural from there." She set the bottles on the floor and lay down on the diving board.

Mandy sat down beside here and picked up one of the bottles. "A little oil...A little stroking...." She ran a finger down Candy's bare back.

"It's hardly fair that you and I are not even going to get a massage, tho," Candy said.

"True," Mandy agreed. "We're going to do them and that's it. It's not like they're going to give us massages after they screw us. Of course, we could start early...."

"Yeah.... Do you want to do it?" Candy murmured.

"Do me now," Mandy cooed.

Candy opened the bottle and poured a generous amount on Mandy's back. With strong, slow, circular strokes she began to work it into the skin.

"Mmmm...."

"Is it warm?" Candy asked; she could feel the oil's warmth in her hands.

"Yesss...." Mandy cooed.

Candy massaged Mandy's smooth exposed skin from her neck to the string of her bikini top, slipping her hands under the string to get everywhere.

"Mmmm," Mandy moaned.

With more oil, Candy worked her way lower, down the small of Mandy's back to her bikini bottoms, and tugged at them to expose more skin. Then she put more oil on Mandy's back, clumsily pouring too much. She let it drip over the sides of the girl's small body and dribble onto her own legs.

"Oh, damn. I got too much," Candy said, gathering the drips up, running her hands all over Mandy's slender form. "I'll do your legs too."

She spread the warm oil over Mandy's tanned thighs, stroking and caressing as she went, feeling the forgotten drips of oil slide down over own thigh and into her crotch.

"My turn, now," Mandy said softly, getting up.

"I've got to do your front yet," Candy protested.

"I'll do you first."

Candy lay down, and Mandy knelt on the diving board beside her. In a few moments, Mandy had Candy covered in warm, fragrant oil. She sat up on her heel and rocked back and forth slowly as she massaged her friend, working her moist pubic mound up and down slowly. Candy moaned softly as the oil was worked in. Mandy moved down to her legs.

"Do my whole back first," Candy said, lulled half to sleep by the rhythmic massage.

"All right," Mandy agreed slowly. She moved back up and undid the clasp that held the girl's bikini top on. The straps fell away. Mandy began to work the oil into her friend's back again, this time with generous, broad strokes, from top to bottom. It wasn't long before the bikini fell away to partly expose the drowsy girl's small, soft breasts. Mandy caught some excess oil and applied it to Candy's sides, brushing the young girl's breasts with each stroke.

Mandy moved on to the legs again, rubbing the oil into the soft skin with strong, smooth strokes. She took Candy's foot in her lap and massaged it thoroly, toying with her toes while she pressed the heel into her own soft, wet flesh. She had nearly decided to end the moment when she thought again.

"Might as well do everything," she said innocently

"Yeah," Candy agreed.

Without a word more, Mandy slid her hands down Candy's smooth, oily legs and untied the strings on her friend's bikini bottoms. She gently worked the thin fabric down to expose the girl's soft, round ass. Mandy began to caress the soft flesh, kneading it gently, pressing the young teen's thighs apart.

Candy began to moan as Mandy got further and further along. The masseuse caressed her friend's inner thighs gently, but firmly, feeling her own body ache with desire. Then, boldly, she touched the soft, red lips of Candy's moist swelling. The languid patient moaned involuntarily. Mandy stood up.

"Turn over," she said flatly.

"I don't think I should," Candy said timidly.

"Please turn over," Mandy said softly. Candy slowly obeyed, letting her bikini fall to the floor. Mandy poured more oil into her hand and set to work. She quickly spread the oil out on Candy's lean body and slid her hands over her small breasts.

"Your body is wonderful," Mandy remarked.

Candy's eyes locked into hers. "So is yours," she said softly. "I want to touch you."

"Please touch me," Mandy said.

Sweet, confused Candy reached up to untie the spaghetti straps of her pretty masseuse's bikini top. The top fell to the floor. Mandy's soft, round orbs were released, allowing them to sway slowly in the cool evening air. Candy wiped some of the oil off her own body and spread it onto Mandy's breasts in tight, circular strokes.

Slowly, Mandy bent her head down to Candy's. Their open mouths met and suddenly, hungrily, began to devour each other. Their tongues darted in and out, teasing—tasting—one another. They caressed one another's body with their oily, questing hands. The two oiled bodies slid down onto the diving board, kissing and touching passionately.

"I've never done this," Candy confessed.

"It's okay, baby," Mandy breathed. "I'll teach you. Untie my bottoms."

Candy's hands slipped down to untie Mandy's bikini bottoms. She pulled them off and tossed them onto the floor carelessly, cupping her classmate's firm, round ass in her palms. Their moans rose with their lust, their probing hands working into each other's soft pussy flesh, pumping gently, steadily.

They slid their bodies up and down, against one another, entwining their legs, pressing their pelvises together to replace their hands. Their slow grind worked into quick, hard pumping, their moans turning to groans of ecstasy, their tongues toying with each other hotly.

"Yes, yes, do me," Candy begged. "Harder! Yes!"

"Oh, God, Candy!" Mandy cried. "Oh. Oh!"

In a moment, the two young libertines drove one another over the brink, their cries of ecstasy echoing off the roof panels. Their young cunts dripped sex juice.

Mandy rolled off her friend with a final, lusty kiss.

"Okay. Forget the guys," Candy said. "I want to eat your pussy...."

Mandy pulled her legs up and spread them wide. Candy nestled her head between them and kissed the soft flesh of her friend's inner thigh, eliciting a moaning breath that send a thrill thru Candy's naked body.

"Oh, yeah," Mandy said. "Mmmmm, that so good. Taste it," she begged.

Candy began to lick at the soft, pink folds of Mandy's warm pussy. She spread the lips apart and drove her tongue into it, lapped up the silky juices, and toyed with the little pink erection that was Mandy's clit. It drove her friend wild. Mandy's nice, round tits shook and rolled as she writhed on her back, her body completely at the mercy of her virgin friend's tongue.

"Oh, yes, honey," she whimpered. "Suck me. Oh suck me!" She thrashed back and forth, pushing Candy's head between her legs, fucking the young girl's face.

Candy licked and sucked for all she was worth, driving her friend to ecstasy again, making her whole body tense and relax, tense and relax. She loved the feeling of power it gave her to drive her girlfriend wild with a powerful orgasm.

At last, the girls relaxed and cuddled up together in a soft, sensual kiss they had never known before. Just then, as if out of a dream, they heard the sliding glass door to the house open.

"Yeah, they're back here, Brad— Holy shit! Look at this!" Oh fuck! It was the boys!

Mandy and Candy, naked, oily, and sweaty, sticky with their own and each other's sex juices, sat up in shock and tried desperately to cover themselves.

"Jesus!" Brad said, coming thru the doorway after Dan.

"They were fuckin' gettin' it on!" Dan said in disbelief.

Brad strode over cockily. "I always thought you two were lesbos," he sneered.

"No! It's not like that!" Candy protested. Mandy calmly put her bikini back on, back turned to the young men.

"The hell it's not!" Dan laughed. "I saw it with my own eyes. And I'm tellin' everybody at school!"

Candy's heart sank. She felt sick. She was still naked and damp, trying to cover her breasts with one hand and holding her wadded up bikini bottoms in her lap in a vain attempt to keep her modesty. "Please don't!"

"I know what you could do to convince us," Brad said, stroking his crotch.

"Oh yeah!" agreed Dan and began stroking his as well. "Mandy, you might as well not bother to put that on again."

Mandy paused. "You really wouldn't tell anyone if we...we...do what you want?" she asked.

"I swear!" Brad said.

"Promise!" said Dan.

Soon, both girls were on their knees in front of them, naked and humiliated, sucking their hard, young cocks like little teenage whores.

"Lick it, Mandy. You know you want it," Brad boasted. "Oh yeah! Suck it hard! Uh! Uh!"

Dan thrust into Candy's warm, wet mouth. "Suck on it, you lesbo slut! Oh fuck! Suck like you like it!"

Both girls sucked and licked like their lives depended on it. Brad began to buck and moan, practically fucking Mandy's face. It was all she could do to keep one hand on the shaft of his cock to keep him from ramming it down her throat. "Oh yeah!" he groaned. "Oh fuck yeah!"

"Oh shit," Dan huffed. "Oh shit, yeah! Suck! Suck it, Candy! Suck it! Uh!" Suddenly, his young balls loaded up and fed a thick wad of semen thru his prick and into young Candy's virgin mouth. She jerked back and almost gagged as the sperm shot all over her lips and chin, mixing with her saliva and dripping on her small, pointed breasts.

Seeing his friend shoot off on Candy's face, Brad launched a heavy load of his own down Mandy's throat. The dirty girl gulped it down and kept sucking his cock until his balls were dry.

Amazed, Candy leaned forward again and took Dan's balls in her mouth, gently bathing them with her tongue, making him groan out loud again as he slowly stroked his aching dick.

"That was great," the boys said as they started to get dressed again. The girls blushed shyly.

"Thanking for keeping our secret," Mandy whispered to Brad.

"Maybe we can do it again sometime," Brad grinned.

"Maybe...."

As the boys left, Candy started to put her bikini back on. "Not so fast, honey," Mandy said, tossing it away. "I haven't had my taste of Candy yet...."

All models are 18 years or older, regardless of the text.