A shy young guy is desperate to lose his virginity and is frustrated to be stood up on his first real date. Terry’s luck changes, however, when he is taken in hand, and into bed, by a gorgeous older girl with a wicked sense of fun. Armed with the knowledge gained from an afternoon of frantic sex, Terry is ready to seduce his new girlfriend, only to be frustrated again by the intervention of her voluptuous mother----who also turns out to be full of surprises! Finally he gets his girl’s panties off, but soon finds that sex with her is a bit too tame for his newly acquired tastes. This time her big sister comes to the rescue and Terry finds himself being sucked into another new world----literally! Soon after Terry goes off to college where he finds a smorgasbord of sexual opportunity, including a “spider’s web” of four young ladies who happily take him into their parlor. Terry quickly learns that while two’s company and three’s a crowd may be true, a crowd of three, when two of them are very willing girls, can be one hell of lot of fun! At the end of an exhausting semester he has a final luscious session with a Brazilian beauty before he goes home on vacation, where he finds out some interesting things about his family, as he rests up before his return to the college hot bed of sex.
Stacey, Sizzling Hot Books
"...a very quick read and well written enough to sizzle. If you want some steamy sex scenes...Matinee Performance is right up your alley."
Terry was sipped his beer and looking around when arms embraced him from behind. Teeth nipped his ear lobe, and a hand slipped inside his shirt.
“Hello,” whispered a husky voice. “I saw you come in. You’re new, aren’t you? You look nice. A juicy first-year. Come on—I like fresh meat.”
A warm hand took his, and Terry found himself being led upstairs and into a small bedroom dominated by a double bed. Two bedside lamps lit up the room with a dark red glow. The girl moved around in front of him, and Terry saw she was tall with long, dark hair and a pretty face on which was a very mischievous smile. She was wearing a heavy, loose sweater and jeans.
“I’m Christine. One of the resident spiders. This is my lair. Who’re you?”
“Well, Terry, you look nice. Nice enough to eat, maybe. Are you a first-year virgin, Terry? Give me a kiss and I’ll soon know.” Terry suppressed a grin. After Julie, Heather and Mary, he was anything but virginal. This was going to be fun. He put his arm around the girl’s shoulders and pulled her against him. Her arms looped around his neck and their lips met. He kissed her gently and then harder. Her lips parted, and he slid his tongue into her mouth, where it met hers.
She pressed her body against his. Terry dropped his hand on to the front of her sweater and explored the outline of a pair of very full breasts. She sucked on his tongue and he pushed her slowly backwards until she fell back on the bed with him on top.
He slid his hand under the bottom of her sweater. She gasped as his fingers brushed her bare skin, and then sighed when his hand reached her bra and cupped a breast. The sigh turned into a groan as he rolled a hardening nipple between finger and thumb. He played with her for a few moments, and then moved his hand around her back. She broke off the kiss and stared into his eyes as he unhooked her bra, and grinned up at him.
“Maybe not such a virgin,” she murmured, and then groaned softly as he rolled the ball of his thumb across a bare nipple.
He pushed her sweater and bra away and lowered his lips to her breasts while his hand searched out the snapper on her jeans. He undid them and slid the zipper down, while he sucked hard on first one nipple and then the other. His fingers crept slowly down through the warm forest inside her pants, and slid into hot, slippery flesh. He found the soft hood that covered her clit, and felt her body jerk as he brushed it gently with a fingertip. He raised his head and watched her face as he began to massage the hot, hard peak of flesh. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks were flushed. He flicked his fingertip a little faster and her head began to roll from side to side. He lifted his finger away and her eyes flew open.
“Oh, God… Please don’t stop.”
Terry chuckled and resumed, pressing his finger down a little harder and increasing the tempo until she bucked high on the bed, and her breath escaped in a long, gasping groan of pleasure. She lay still for a couple of minutes and then propped herself up on an elbow. Her body was trembling and her voice was shaking. “Welcome to my parlor,” she whispered. “Can I play now?”
She pulled off her clothes and then undressed Terry, licking and biting as she worked her way down his body. When she pulled his jeans away, she stopped and stared at huge bulge in his underpants. “Is that thing for real?”
“Every inch, Miss Spider. But you can suck it and see, if you like.”
“Okay. But remember female spiders eat their mates.”
“Be my guest.”