Adventures Of Jason Teenage Stud Ch 04

Double the Fun

By Western Tiger

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This series takes place in 2012 and traces the growth of a shy young male teenager with extraordinary physical gifts as he grows into manhood and begins to realize his sexual power. It is meant as fantasy and fun. Each story is stand alone, but to get his full adventure read the entire series. All the characters in this story are 18 years old and of legal age

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The month of July 2012 was almost over. I was having the most incredible month any teenage male my age could possibly have. Since the 4th of July weekend I had been having constant sex with older women every single day, sometimes with two different women on the same day. For someone, my age life could have been better I guess, but I couldn't think of how.

The last weekend of July I had spent screwing the gorgeous cheating wife who lived next door named Donna and my sexy semi-steady girlfriend, Amber. For the last three days I had been fucking one or both of them each day. But today was Tuesday, July 31

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and for the first time since July 4th weekend I was not anticipating having sex with anybody. Amber had left this morning to go home for two weeks before the new college term resumed in late August, and Donna and her husband had gone up to Atlanta to see old friends and to go to a concert.

I was both disappointed and relieved at the same time. Of course I was disappointed that both of my lovers were out of town at the same time, yet the strain of trying to keep two women satisfied was even wearing me out. I had found that I had immense stamina when it came to making love, but even I got tired after days of nonstop sex.

I was actually looking forward to a night at home by myself after I clocked out at 5:00 PM from work. It was midsummer and it was still light outside as I rode my bike back towards my house. Mom was working again this week as the night manager, and we had crossed paths at work. She had given me $20 to get something to eat but also told me that there were leftovers in the refrigerator that she would like me to finish off. But I wasn't in the mood for leftovers and eating at home by myself, so I decided to stop off at Pizza Villa a small restaurant about half a mile from my house. I was extremely hungry, and the idea of pepperoni pizza and a Mountain Dew sounded like heaven.

I did not often think about why my life had taken the sudden turns that it had. I was mostly just going with the flow and not questioning it too much, but as I rode toward the restaurant I did consider why all of sudden women of all ages seemed to find me irresistible. It just did not make much sense to me. I was still relatively a young kid whose life had just changed since the beginning of summer. Due to a well-timed growth spurt in the spring, hours spent working on the loading dock and swimming one hundred laps every day at the pool, my thin frame had filled out considerably and was highlighted by my dark tan. There were times when I looked in the mirror at home and I didn't even recognize myself. The acne that I'd had for much of my early teenage years was gone and what stared back was a 6'1" blue eyed young man with broad shoulders, a deep chest and a six pack. Sometimes I didn't even know who this recent version of myself was. I could still be shy and withdrawn sometimes but as this month of intense sexual conquests had continued I was less and less the moody teenager I had been before. My confidence had soared, and I was really much more self-assured, but it still did not explain all this new female interest in me.

About that time, I arrived at Pizza Villa and my thoughts gave over to my immense hunger. I locked my bicycle and went inside the restaurant. The waitress who didn't appear to be much older than me seemed extremely glad to see me. I am sure the reason was boredom because there was nobody in the restaurant other than two girls sitting in a booth by one of the windows. I chose a table in the middle of the restaurant not far from the two women, but I was not facing them. The waitress was cute and looked like she wanted to talk but I was famished, and I urged her to put my order in right away. As I waited for my salad and drink to arrive I casually looked over at the table with the two girls a couple of times. They had obviously just finished eating and were working their way through a pitcher of beer. Both times that I looked over towards the girls I found the one facing towards me staring back. Whether I caught her staring, or she caught me I didn't know, but each time I quickly looked away. But I've seen enough to know that she was a good-looking girl probably 22 or 23 with red hair wearing a light blue summer dress. The other girl was facing away from me so I couldn't tell anything about her other than she was a brunette.

About that time the cute waitress brought me my drink and my salad. She wanted to chat, and I realized while we were talking that I probably could pick her up and maybe fuck her. Yet while I sat there considering whether I should make a move or not, I dawned on me that less than a month ago was the first time I'd ever had sex. In the days that followed, my confidence had grown so much that I actually thought that picking up a girl like this waitress was nothing special. I did not know where this incredibly good fortune came from, but I certainly was enjoying the benefits that came with it. I was still in shock over this new fascination that women and girls seem to have for me.

I began to believe it would be possible to screw this cute waitress when she got off work, but during the conversation she let me know she was working until 11:00 PM. No matter how cute she was I didn't want to wait almost six hours. However, while it was not worth waiting six hours for this cute waitress to get off work, it was worth trying to get her phone number. Just as I was about to ask her for her number, a family walked into the restaurant and sat down at one of the other tables. She smiled at me and went off to wait on them. I admired her adorable little butt as she walked away. She did not have much on top but the way her ass moved was very appealing.

Before I dug into my salad I glanced over once more at the table with the two girls and found the redhead was staring at me again. This time she smiled a big grin and waved at me. I smiled back and gave her a brief wave as well. Unexpectedly, the brunette who was facing away from me turned around and looked at me with a big frown on her face. It was obvious that she did not approve of her redheaded friend flirting with me while she was trying to have a conversation with her friend at dinner. I decided to mind my own business and went to work on my salad. Not long after that the cute waitress brought over my pizza and also slipped me a piece of paper with her phone number on it. I hadn't even had the chance to ask for it yet. A month ago I would have never even considered asking this girl for her phone number and yet now she just gave it to me without me even asking. Maybe I should reconsider my position on a late-night rendezvous. I thought. She seemed very eager, and Mom would not be back at the house until around mid-night. Maybe I could make this work.

I wolfed my pizza down as I tried to work out the plan of action. As I was wiping my mouth with my napkin, I glanced over at the two girls and for the fourth time in a row I caught the redhead looking at me with a big smile on her face. This time she waved me over to join them causing her brunette friend to turn around once more and glare at me disapprovingly. Then she turned back to the redhead, and they seemed to get into some kind of serious discussion concerning whether I should be invited over or not.

In my old home town before I move to this country town in the middle of nowhere, an older classmate advised me once to never try to "cut into a herd." I had no idea what that meant so I asked him. He told me never try and break up a group of girls just to get to one. The girls will always hang together no matter how much one of them seems to like you. It's peer pressure and unless they have their own car they're probably catching a ride with one of their friends. So heeding that sage wisdom, I turned back to the cute waitress as she came back to check on me. We flirted with each other for a few moments before she had to go take the orders of the new customers. As I watched her cute little ass wiggle back and forth in her tight stretch pants, I wondered where I would take her if we did hook up. Did she have her own place? Based on her age it seemed unlikely. More importantly did she have a car? As I was contemplating where I might take her, I heard someone calling out.

"Hey you. Hey guy."

I turned toward the voice to see the redhead again gesturing for me to come join them.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Jason."

"Well Jason, why don't you come join us. I promise we don't bite."

It was only a few seconds before I responded to the redhead but to me it seemed an eternity as I contemplated all my options. The first thing to consider was whether the waitress would be pissed off that I had gone to sit at a table with two older girls. She'd just given me her phone number. Maybe she would feel like I was kind of slapping her in the face by joining the other girls. On the other hand I already had her phone number if she didn't want to go out with me when I called her she would just say no. That's the worst that could happen.

The second thing to consider was what my older advisor had told me about cutting into a group of girls and that it was almost impossible to work anything to your advantage while they were together. Yet there was only two of them and the redhead had seemed to win the argument with the brunette about inviting me over. Plus the redhead was really good looking. I had nothing to lose. My ego was already gigantic. I was having nonstop sex with two older women, and I had just walked into a restaurant and two out of the three girls there were clamoring for my attention.

Getting up from my table I put the waitress's phone number in my pocket and crossed over to where the two girls were sitting. The redhead scooted over on the bench seat indicating that I should sit next to her. As she moved over I noticed her breasts shifting inside her skimpy dress and I thought to myself 'no bra.' As I sat down next to her my first impressions were that she was very good-looking . She had shoulder length red hair, lightly tan skin with freckles on her arms, shoulders and across her chest, beautiful sparkling blue eyes and a pair of full sexy lips. It was a lethal combination of beauty mixed with her buoyant personality and her flirty attitude. The skimpy blue summer dress that she wore was only held up by two thin spaghetti straps and its short length caused it to rise high on her very nice thighs. The dress was cut low in the front accentuating her deep cleavage and large full breasts. What held my attention most at first was her mouth. "God, what a pair of lips," I thought, looking at her full mouth, "I bet she could suck the chrome off a...."

"Hi, I am Mindi with an 'i'," the redhead interrupted my wet dream as she stuck out her hand to shake mine causing her generous globes to shift and jiggle inside her dress.

After introducing myself again, Mindi introduced me to her friend Sheri. Sheri was equally as striking as Mindi with her dark hair pulled back in a ponytail, olive skin and flashing green eyes. She was slimmer than Mindi and looked like she was in excellent shape. She had on a tight T shirt that accentuated her smaller breasts and a pair of bicycle shorts. She still seemed annoyed that I was sitting there but had acquiesced to her much more flirtatious friend.

"So Jason do you go to school at the college?" Mindi asked as she took a sip of her beer.

Once again I seem to be fooling an older woman with my age. I did not see it myself. I still thought of myself as that geeky teenager that I used to be but almost every member of the female gender thought I was at least four to five years older than I actually was. And I saw no reason at this moment to tell the truth. "Not this semester. I'm working full time right now to try and save up money for school." And that much of the story was true. Mom had already made it clear that if I wanted any extra goodies during this next year of high school I was going to have to pay for it myself.

"Would you like some beer," Mindi asked?

Damn it. I was caught. I could either concoct some lie about why I didn't like to drink beer, or I could tell the truth of how old I really was. I decided to settle someplace in the middle." I'm not 21 yet."

Mindi leaned into me conspiratorially giving me a grand view of her deep cleavage "We're not 21 either. We have fake ID's. If you want one the guy we used does a really decent job and he's not too expensive either."

Fake ID I'd never thought of that before but now was the chance to turn the conversation to Mindi and Sheri. "So how old are you?" I asked.

"We're both 20 and about to be juniors over at the college. We're roommates and decided to not go home during summer break and we're just enjoying the last days of freedom before school starts in a couple of weeks."

"That's cool," I said. "So what are you guys doing for fun while you're waiting for school to start?" I knew that was a loaded question, but I just wanted to see what the answer would be.

Mindi shifted and leaned close into me once again. Her bare thigh pressed hard against my bare thigh and the fresh clean scent of her shampoo engulfed me. "Well we're just trying to have some fun. You look like you're fun!"

Sheri exploded when Mindi said that. "Oh Christ, I'm going to the restroom. Why don't you two make out with each other while I'm gone," she snapped and then stomped off towards the restrooms.

Mindi and I sat in silence as I watched Sheri's excellent ass packed into those tight bicycle shorts wiggle its way across the room.

"I'm sorry she's such a bitch," Mindi apologized. "There's no reason for her to act like that."

I shrugged. "It's ok. I don't even notice."

"You're sweet to say that" she said as she reached across the table with both hands to pick up the heavy pitcher of beer. As she did her generous globe shifted back and forth inside the thin material of her light summer dress. Watching those bountiful breasts shift back and forth caused my eager teenage cock to surge halfway down my thigh. While she refilled her mug with one hand, she placed her left hand on my bare leg just above my knee. Her hand, cold from holding the pitcher of beer, felt icy on my naked skin and I yelped in surprise. Mindi quickly withdrew her hand and giggled at the same time, "I didn't know you were that shy."

"I'm not, you just caught me by surprise with how cold your hand was."

"I am sorry. Here let me warm them up a little," she flirted, and she started to rub her hands together and blow on them. That movement caused her breasts again to shift inside of her dress. The sight of that and her flirtatious manner caused my overeager prick to surge once more. Now I was in real danger of creeping her out if she looked down in my lap and saw how hard the log was in my pants. As I shifted in my seat, my cock at almost full mast, Mindi without looking reached down toward my lap with her warmed-up hand and it landed right on my woody.

I don't know who was more surprised, Mindi or myself. When her hand came in contact with the hard huge lump in my pants, her hand rested there for a second and then quickly pulled back. I cut my eyes towards Mindi's face, but her eyes were glued to the fabric stretching monster in my lap. The sudden sexual contact caused my teenage monster to involuntarily swell to full length further stretching the material of my denim shorts. I watched Mindi's eyes widen in alarm as she watched my thick cock expand and twitch in my shorts. She licked her lips and took a deep breath as if trying to decide what to do.

"Oh, shit, this is so embarrassing!" I mumbled. "I'm really sorry."

"You... you don't have to be embarrassed," Mindi mumbled ,still staring. She couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from the growing object in my shorts. "Did looking at my body do that to you?" She whispered breathlessly.

I really did not know what to say. The reaction of a woman trembling with irresistible lust at just seeing my big gun was becoming pretty common for me, but this time we were in a very public place. There was a family with three young kids not four tables over from us plus the waitress running around. Yet her staring at my huge cock just seemed to make it harder with each passing moment.

Trying to change the situation, I mumbled, "I'm really sorry about this. I guess I better go now."

Mindi did not even hear me. Quickly deciding on her course of action, she reached both hands into my crotch. Her hands closed over my fat tube, and I groaned in appreciation as she started to squeeze the iron bar inside my pants.

"God damn you're hung," she stated as she gripped my thick shaft through the denim fabric. "This is the biggest cock I've ever seen." I watched as her nipples instantly stiffened inside of her summer dress, the tips jutting out as they strained against the thin material. I groaned in pleasure as she slowly ran her hands down the length of my cock as it snaked down my thigh. Her hands came to rest where my pulsing cockhead lay not two inches north of where my cut offs ended. Slowly she slid her hands under the edge of the denim, and it took all my self-control not to cum at the touch of her fingertips as she slipped her hand inside my pants leg.

Mindi shushed me when I moaned as her fingers played with my giant cockhead. I was already leaking precum and using the tips of her fingers she rubbed it all over the head of my dick. Then pulling her hand from my pants leg she began to unsnap my shorts. "I have got see this, right now," she explained as she undid my zipper. My heart was pounding in my chest as I watched as her hand slid into the opening and closed around my thick shaft. My eyes flicked towards hers, but her attention was focused on my big tube as she hauled it into the open. I was confused and didn't know how to react. I'd never had sex in public before. Yes I'd had sex in a public place but that had been with Goth Girl in the back of closed convenience store at midnight. There was an enormous difference between that and getting jacked off at 5:30 in the afternoon in the front of a pizza parlor.

"Fuck me, that's huge," she whispered as my enormous pole jutted out from my shorts. With both hands wrapped around it still waved menacingly above her fists. I bit back a moan as the sexy girl began to slowly slide her hands up and down my aching pole.

We were so completely engrossed in the pleasure that Mindi was bringing to my throbbing huge teenage dick that we didn't even notice Sheri standing next to the table until she spoke. We both jumped at the same time as she said harshly under her breath, "No fucking way! You're jacking him off at the table?"

Not releasing my cock Mindi looked up at the stern and shocked faced of her best friend, "Would you take a look at the size of this meat. It's like a fucking telephone pole!"

"What the fuck are you doing?" Sheri whispered.

"You are going to drive us someplace where I can suck this giant dick!"

"No fucking way am I driving you anywhere to do anything with this guy!"

"Sheri if you don't drive us someplace right now you will never eat my hot pussy ever again!"

I couldn't believe my ears. First of all I never had anyone fight over me my entire life. And suddenly I was thrust into the middle of a bisexual couple, and they were arguing over my dick! My head was on a swivel as if I were watching a tennis match from Mindi to Sheri and Sheri to Mindi as they argued about who is going to suck my dick and where.