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Wherein I meet lovely Janey and begin my campaign to conquer her
overwhelming fear of pregnancy (and her virtue). My initial success is limited
to receiving a reluctantly administered hand job.
I'm sure that my parents thought that Janey was an old-fashioned 'plain,
nice girl'. No doubt her parents thought the same except for the 'plain' part.
In fact they were likely all correct.
I met Janey on a train returning from a college football game. She was a
senior and I was a freshman but one who had worked some years before enrolling.
I was therefore older than she a bit chronologically and a lot in terms of life
experience.
She shared my bottle of rum with dainty sips at first and, as the night
progressed, with some serious swigs. This was a bit surprising since we were
both drinking directly from the bottle and chasing the raw liquor with coke.
Between drinks we kissed, somewhat chastely at first but as the alcohol (or was
it my lip-skill) loosened her up her mouth opened to admit my tongue. Four
hours later we were back at the college, our tongues tired from wrestling and
my balls swollen and aching from the extended arousal. And that was far from
the last time that Janey left me in that condition.
As I said, my parents thought Janey was a plain, nice girl. She wasn't
really that plain but neither was she a beauty. She was a natural blonde with
blue eyes and a wide, full-lipped mouth. She was big but not fat. And, although
she dressed in ways that disguised them, she had large breasts. I'm a tit man
so this was a bonus for me. It took months to get to know them but when she
finally let me play with them I had fun. They were soft, somewhere between firm
and floppy and she was at least D-cup. But more about them
later.
For more than two months I saw Janey at least three times a week and most of
those times resulted in aching, swollen balls and a self-administered hand job.
We usually ended up against the wall of her college residence as we tangled
tongues in extended goodnight kisses. I'm better endowed than average and she
must have felt the bulge in my pants that I kept pushing into her belly. Except
sometimes when, standing in a dark corner of one of the college buildings I
would get my thigh between her legs and use it to rub her pussy through her
clothes. I don't know if I ever brought her off that way but I do know that I
was able to rub my erect tool against her and blow a messy load into my shorts.
I couldn't get my hands below her waist but she only made token resistance
when I slipped my hand under her sweater to feel her brassiere encased breasts.
And they felt great. More than a handful and her flimsy bra was
easily pushed up so I was able to fondle the lush, soft fleshiness. Her nipples
were a study by themselves, long, thick and rubbery hard, like little cocks
sticking out and up from her somewhat saggy boobs. And after that first feel
she sent me a signal that she liked it as much as I for whenever we were just
going nowhere special, i.e. for a necking session, she didn't wear a bra and I
had full access to her marvelous mammaries, albeit only underneath her sweater
or blouse, but it added to the frustrating pleasure of almost making out with
her.
I took her to my home at Thanksgiving but the weather was lousy so we
couldn't go outside and the house was too small for privacy so I didn't even
get in a good petting session. Christmas though was a milestone of sorts. I
went to visit her at her home and each evening had the opportunity for some
comparatively uninhibited 'necking'. Finally, on my last night there, I got my
cock out of my polo pajamas and forced her to hold it. The result, after five
nights of swollen balls, was an almost immediate explosion. I think I blasted
semen all the way across the room and I think that occasion laid the groundwork
for future successes.
"Joe! Oh No!" Janey gasped in shock when
she felt and saw the creamy jet blow from my cock. "No! Don't
ever do that again!" But although her words were those of protest
her tone was one of uncertainty, almost timidity.
I expected that when the new term began I could expect regular handjobs and
maybe get the chance to reciprocate. Such was not the case. Not for a while
anyway.
"Please Janey," I begged. "Just hold it."
We were in a corner in the deserted entryway of the science building and I
had one hand under her sweater fondling her heavy breasts. My other hand was
trying to force her hand down to my crotch but she was resisting as usual.
"No Joe, I can't. I'm scared. I'm afraid of getting pregnant."
"But Janey? That's silly. You can't get
pregnant that way."
"I know but... but I'm afraid of what else you'll want?"
"Please Janey... you know I don't want you to get pregnant... not
yet... not until..." but I didn't finish the sentence. She could fill in
the remaining words, "we're married", but I had no intention of
making that kind of commitment yet. Unless it was the only way I could get into
her.
"But... but Joe?" Her resistance melted and she let me push her
right hand down under my sweatpants.
"Yes, Janey. Oohhh yesss," I moaned as
her fingers touched and then seemed to explore my throbbing tool. I didn't have
to hold her hand there any more so, hoping she wouldn't notice, I carefully I
unfastened the button at the waist of her skirt eased down the zipper.
"Easy darling... don't move your hand," I cautioned. I was close
to an explosion but I didn't want it to happen yet. I'd taken my left hand from
her breast and had that arm around her, holding her close while my right hand
was poised to dive under the waistband of her skirt.
"Oh God, darling... it feels so good," I whispered and Janey's
mouth opened to another kiss. Her tongue tangled hotly with mine and she
uttered a throaty whimper and then I quickly slipped my hand down under her
skirt and panties to cup the furry mound between her legs...
"No! Stop it Joe! You can't!" she exclaimed in a loud whisper and
she tried to pull away but I locked her body to mine so that her right arm was
trapped and her hand was pinned against my cock.
"Please don't... let me go," she pleaded but my fingers were busy
in the wet, slippery and incredibly soft fleshiness of her pussy. There's
nothing softer in the world than the swollen, slippery flesh of an aroused
woman's cunt. For a moment I thought she was sobbing and then I realized that
she was panting like a steam engine. My middle finger was nestled between her
cuntlips and I angled it inside her to the first joint.
"Don't hanh Joe hanh... let me hanh go," Janey panted but her legs
were looser, more open to my marauding hand and then abruptly her hand closed
around my tool and squeezed it. She was no longer pinned by my body but she
didn't try any more to back away. I stroked and finger-fucked her cunt and
began to fuck her hand, savouring my victory over her inhibitions.
"Hah anh hah anh hah anh," she panted and as I struggled to hold
back my climax she uttered a choking whine and her body slumped down so that
she was held upright only by my cunt-cupping hand. At the same time her hand
squeezed my cock in such a stranglehold that I couldn't have ejaculated even if
I wanted and her hips bucked and jerked. I could feel the pulsing and bulging
of her pussy in my hand and her vaginal mouth contracted on my finger as she
was wracked by orgasm. For a moment I felt as triumphant as if I'd just got her
cherry but then my own needs took over.
Still holding Janey's quivering body upright with my cunt-cupping hand I
pushed down my sweatpants with the other and angled my hips away from hers so
that my throbbing prick was free and out in the cool air.
"Hanh... Joe... hanh... what're you hanh doing?" she asked as I
manipulated her fingers around my erection.
"Make me cum darling... move your hand," I begged and with a sob
she did as I asked. Her hand was warm and as she moved it back and forth I
fucked it. I felt that huge heat in my groin and this time was better than the
other time she'd sort of handjobbed me. She wasn't
squeezing like when she came but her hand was far better than mine. My own
knees quaked and I think she felt the beginning of my climax and she began to
milk me.
"Yeeahhh... oohhh God Janey yessss," I
moaned as I felt the brief but also endless surges of sensation as I went off.
I continued to fuck her hand and she continued to milk me for almost a minute
before I bent down and kissed her slack-lipped mouth.
"Joe? Oh Joe? Look! What'll I do?"
Janey's tearful question was triggered by the sight of the gooey mess on her
skirt. When I went off some of my gism had hit there and she was
understandingly worried that it would be seen. And people would know. We
managed to clean it somewhat and before she went back into her dormitory I gave
her my jacket so she could hold it across her thighs and hide the stain on her
skirt.
Wherein I finally persuade Janey to let me finger her to climax and I get
a finger into her nether orifice.
Next day there were tearful recriminations and vows (from her) that it would
never happen again. I didn't push for a repeat session right away but a week or
so after that we had an unseasonably warm spell of weather and on Friday
evening we went to the small park adjacent to the college.
As we walked hand in hand in the pleasant evening air I shifted my hand onto
her shoulders and hugged her calmly. She too placed an arm around my waist. Her
breast just slightly touched me as we walked along side by side and I felt my
lips quiver at the mere thought of kissing her again. The path we had taken led
us to a brook flowing through the rocks. I guided her towards a large tree and
I could now sense an apprehension in her. I knew I would have to go slowly but
I hoped that the supposed aphrodisiac of spring like air would assist me. I
positioned her so that she would have the support of the tree and I stood in
front of her. Her head tilted down, eyes closed and her magnificent breasts
heaving up and down in pace with her heavy breathing. I could feel my heart
popping out as I slowly removed her hair-band and gently began to stroke her
hair.
No words were spoken. I held her face in both my hands and turned it up
towards me. Her eyes were still closed as her lips parted and her hands came to
rest on my hips as I bent down and kissed her honey sweet lips. They were
moist, soft, and tender. Her hands soon grabbed me from behind in tight embrace
reminiscent of the passion she had shown the night we masturbated each other.
My cock jumped in anticipation of having her holding it again.
I lifted up my head and looked at her but she quickly hid her face on my
shoulder, her eyes evading my every glance. I held her from her back and
tightened my grip on her, crushing her big breasts hard on my chest. I could
hear a soft sigh from inside her. I stroked her hair for a few moments; quite
aware of our delicate situation. I suspected she wanted me to feel her
intimately but was afraid of what it might lead to. I didn't want to scare her
but I hoped for what it might lead to. I moved her away from me and again
placed my lips on hers. This time it was a real passionate one. I could now
feel her tongue with mine, her hands slowly rising from my back to my head, her
fingers running through my hair. I was moving my hands all over her back. My
hands moved down to her waist and as I grabbed her buttocks, her grip tightened
on me. I slowly moved my hand to her front sliding over her wide hips, up her
belly and then I cupped a heavy, hard-nippled breast. I had a surge of optimism
as I felt her body sag, going weak in the legs.
I supported her from her back as I pushed her brassiere up and began to
gently maul her breasts. She broke free of my lips and began to push me away
from her.
"No Joe! Hanh.
No," she gasped as I quickly held her hand and pulled her towards me,
holding her tight and kissing her fervently. With a soft whimper she submitted
herself completely to me and again held me firmly.
"Oh darling, you're so warm... so beautiful," I crooned and she
just stood there, her eyes gazing at me. I again gently began to stroke her
hair and kissed her softly while my hands moved gently on her breasts, rubbing
them softly. I reached for her nipple and soon my fingers were caressing it. It
was large and turgid, betraying her arousal as she now began to moan and move
her head feverishly. I kissed her on her lips and then my tongue for the first
time moved down her neck, onto her breast grabbing her nipple in my mouth. I
began to suck it slowly at first and then gently increasing it as her sexuality
began to rise at her peak. I sucked it hard until it was swollen red. Janey was
panting like a bitch on heat, her pelvis thrusting at my dick and I wondered if
tonight would be more than the handjob I'd hoped for.
My hand began to grope her breast for a moment and then it began to slide
down over her belly. I found her navel and I teased her there for some time. I
slithered down to the most sensitive part of a virgin girl from the top of her
skirt. Barely had my fingers been inside her skirt than her hand came flying
out of nowhere and grabbed my hand. "No." she said in a frantic
voice. I forced my hand into her skirt. "No, please no." she
tightened her grip on me.
I tightened my grip on her from her back. "No." she again pleaded,
calmly and rested her head on me. I could feel her melt now. I was not supposed
to miss this opportunity and so my hand began to slide down. This time she held
her grip but soon it weakened and she let go of me. My fingers reached her
panty and as I further moved down I could feel her soft pubic hairs with which
I played for some time and then as my fingers went further down a shudder ran
through her as my fingers ran over her wet' slippery clit. A whimpering groan
came through within her as I inserted my middle finger into her. It was
dripping wet. She jerked her body and began to moan like an animal.
I took Janey's hand and placed it on my trousers,
over my dick. It was by now hard as a rock. "Joe... oh Joe... hanh,"
she sobbed as I freed my erection to the cool evening air.
"Yes darling, oohhh yesss," I moaned as she slowly began to move
my cock back and forth, her thumb caressing the tip of my penis' head.
"Let me... please let me make love to you," I pleaded.
"No... hanh... no
Joe... hanh... I can't," she panted and I realized that her cheeks were
wet with tears. Her thighs had parted as she leaned back against the tree, her
pelvis thrust forward and tilted so that I had unfettered access to her wetly
swollen sex. Her hand had a stranglehold on my tool but the way she quivered
and trembled told me that I could take her now if I chose to ignore her tears.
"But darling... I love you," I whispered and I began to sluice my
finger from the little hard bum of her erect clitoris through the swampy, soft
slit of her fat labia and up to the little crinkled nether portal. Then back
again and again.
As I've mentioned, although I was slightly younger than Janey I'd had lots
of experience in sexual matters. It was out of character for me to put up with the
teasing and torment this woman had subjected me to but for some reason I was
determined to have her and certainly when I did it would not be by force.
"Like hanh last time," Janey sobbed, "That's all," and
my mouth covered hers and I could taste the salty tears that had coursed down
over her cheeks. "Please Joe... no more?"
"I love you Janey," I said softly and I worked her panties down
over her shelving ass. I bent down, taking a hard-nipple between my lips as I
pushed her panties past her knees until they dropped to the ground.
"Hanh Joe hanh... promise?" Janey sobbed as she lifted on foot
free of her panties and then spread her legs wider apart.
"Ohhh darling... I promise," I said, not knowing or caring what I
was promising. I pressed my chest against her, crushing her back against the
tree while I used my leg to urge her thighs wider apart. Her soft pussy was
dripping wet and as I continued to sluice my fingers in her cuntal crevice she
grasped my throbbing tool and began to pump it.
"Not now darling," I cautioned as I angled away from the exciting
caress, "Not yet. Put your arms around my neck darling," and I moved
her hand from my prick and then while I titillated her clit and cunt-crevice
with one hand I cupped the firm melons of her lush ass with the other.
"This is for you darling," I said softly and with the heel of my
hand I rubbed her cunt firmly while my middle finger pushed at the hot orifice
between her bulbous ass cheeks. I had smeared her lust juices liberally over
her complete genital area and aided by the oily fluid my seeking digit pushed
past the narrow sphincter and into the heat of her rectal tube.
"Joe hanh Joe hanh Joe," Janey panted and her legs parted wider of
their own volition. I don't know if she understood my entry into her inviolate
asshole but I managed too to get my thumb into her vaginal portal and my lips
covered her slack-lipped mouth.
Right then I think I could
have done whatever I wanted with her but all I did was concentrate on bringing
her off manually. She was panting into my mouth, whining and whimpering and
probably hotter than she'd ever been in her whole life. Her arms tightened
their hold around my neck and then her hips began to hump against my hand,
pushing and bucking and squirming as she uttered wordless cries of primal
passion.
"Yes Janey... oohhh yesss... your cunt is so soft and hot... cum
baby... cum for me darling," I chanted as I finger-fucked her cunt and her
anus. "This is for you Janey... let me make love to your hot, juicy
cunt." I wasn't sure if she heard me or if my crude words would excite or
repulse her but I had an irresistible desire to talk dirty to her. She didn't
act like it was the wrong thing to do.
"Joe hanh hurry hanh can't stop hanh... can't," she sobbed and she
began to thrust against my hand faster and faster. My middle finger was sinking
up to the second knuckle into the burning heat of her asshole as she lost
rhythm and began to tremble. Her body slumped as she hung onto my neck and I
felt her ass muscles tense as she went rigid. The little muscles of her
cuntmouth contracted on my thumb and her anal sphincter squeezed too as a soft,
whimpering wail escaped her lips.
"Cum darling... Cummm," I urged as I
finger-fucked her rapidly and kissed her slack-lipped mouth. Her thighs clamped
tightly on my wrist and her hot breath gusted into my mouth as she quivered and
trembled through her orgasm.
"Joe... hanh... Joe... what have you done to me? Hanh... what have you
hanh made me?"
"It was good wasn't it?" I punctuated my question with gentle kisses
on her tear-wet cheeks while I slowly frigged her with my penetrating fingers.
"But Joe? What if?
Like? What if I... we lose control and? You know?"
"Trust me darling," I said although I was certainly not
trustworthy. Her thigh grip had loosened again but she made no attempt to stop
my fingers' invasions of her juicy cunt and her hot, tight asshole.
"Oohhh Joe... I want to but?" and she tilted her face up to invite
a kiss of her trembling lips. The kiss lasted longer than I really wanted and I
angled my hips so that my still loaded tool touched the bare flesh of her lower
belly.
"You know I love you," I murmured as I pushed my cockhead firmly
against her yielding flesh. Did I satisfy you?" I added, wondering how
soon I would get it into the beckoning nest that was only inches away.
"Oh Joe... but? What about you? You didn't... like... you know? Did
you?"
"No darling. Will you? Like the other night?
"Oh darling... how could I refuse," she said breathily as she
released her grip around my neck and grasped my outthrust tool with her warm
hand.
"Oh Joe! You're so
hard!" Janey gasped as, tentatively, she touched my cock. Then she wrapped
her hand around it and sort of pumped. Her fingers couldn't span the girth but
the feel of her hand on me after the hour or more of ball-swelling arousal it
was as pleasurable as some of the fucks I'd had.
"Easy, darling... don't make me cum... not yet," I panted as she
began gently to slip her fingers up and down and round my tool, feeling it,
squeezing it and in the bright moonlight I could see her face with those full,
red lips looking at my cock with a kind of wonder in her eyes. Damn! I could
have her! She wouldn't try to stop me. The thought of having my throbbing cock
surrounded by her soft, moist cuntflesh was almost too much for my overheated
libido.
"Joe?" she whispered as she slowly stroked my throbbing tool,
"I'm scared it'll get on my skirt?"
"Your panties darling," I gasped, "wrap your panties around it."
She looked uncomprehendingly at me for a moment and then seeing that I was
looking down at the ground she looked too and saw her crumpled panties still
hooked onto one ankle. Without releasing her grip on my cock she bent down and
retrieved the flimsy undergarment.
"Both hands darling," I moaned as she awkwardly tried to wrap my
organ with the silken material. The slick fabric was cool against my taut
foreskin and maybe it delayed the inevitable explosion for a minute or so but
not for much more.
"Oh yes Janey, just around the tip. I want to feel your other hand on
my bare flesh... yesss." She seemed less afraid than before as she covered
the tip of my cock with her bunched up panties while her other hand pumped with
a slow in-out motion.
Janey looked up at me as if seeking approval for her technique as I murmured
breathlessly, "That's wonderful darling... slow, long strokes... yesss...
tight... hold me tight and pull."
"Oohhh God," I groaned in frustration, "I can't hold
it," as the first hot convulsion of my unwanted climax gripped my loins and
I arched up against my girlfriend's gently stroking hand.
"Oh!" she cried out as the first spurt of gism jetted from my
bucking, jerking tool, a white, viscous stream that escaped the panty-guard and
hung for a moment, than fell wetly onto her bare thigh. "Oh, Joe,"
she gasped in a soft, breathless whisper as a second, lesser spout followed the
first and then a third cascaded behind it and ran down over her pumping hands.
But she didn't release her grip,
squeezing and stroking as she milked me like a milkmaid would drain a cow. I
don't think, in the many times I had done that to myself, I had ever produced
such a flood of semen.
"Oh God, Janey... that was wonderful, oohhh thank you," I moaned
sincerely as she kept on milking me with gentle hands. "Oh God darling, I
love you."
Fortunately, although her panties had not caught my ejaculation, the hot
fluid landed only on her bare flesh and on her hands. After we finished she
became quiet and when I said goodnight I wasn't sure what tomorrow's reaction
would be. I had hopes though.
My hopes were son dashed... at least my hopes for getting farther with her.
The next Friday night as we cuddled in a dark corner I got my hand between her
legs with almost no objection and my cock jumped in anticipation of at last finding
her juicy nest.
"Let me darling... please," I begged and it was obvious that I was
asking for more than a handjob. "Please Janey... it will be better for
both of us," I pleaded. "We can use a condom."
"No Joe... it isn't safe... they don't always work. That's why Betty
and Roger had to get married."
"But darling... there are other ways... better than with our hands and
just as safe."
"No Joe... now stop asking or I'll make you take me home."
Wherein I get access to a comfortable lair and am able to taste Janey's sweet pussy.
For the rest of January and half of February I had to settle for handjobs
once or twice a weekend but the pleasure was diminished by the discomfort of
standing in a comer in wintry weather. And then I had a lucky break.
I was taking first year biology for no special reason and became friends
with the senior who directed our labs. He also did the daily watering of the
plants in the greenhouse but as spring approached he became concerned about his
academic progress and, to give him more time to study, he offered me the job of
taking care of the greenhouse. I needed the extra cash so I accepted with
alacrity.
My new job had a fringe benefit that I had not counted on. It was a key to
the greenhouse which was pleasantly warm even during our winter weather. And
not only was it warm but it also had a small lounge where the department staff
came to have coffee and botany discussions. A small lounge equipped with a
comfortable sofa and a few chairs. The chairs didn't matter but the chance of
maybe getting Janey there in a warm room with a sofa gave me great ideas. And
fortunately when I broached a visit when we were out the next night she agreed
without hesitation.
It was warm and humid and dark on Friday evening as we settled down on the
sofa. It was our second visit but the first had been uneventful because it was
that time of month for her. This night however was a week later and I was quite
sure there was no red flag, figuratively speaking.
"You're lovely Janey," I murmured as I nuzzled her neck and began
unbuttoning the front of her blouse. Her full, heavy breasts were bra-less and
accessible as they had usually been since that momentous hand job by the big
tree.
Janey was certainly not frigid. She returned my kisses hotly and wetly and
soon my mouth was on her breasts and I was tonguing her thick, rubbery nipples.
I got a hand on her thighs and for a moment she held my wrist, preventing me
from reaching my target at the juncture of her thighs.
"Please Janey... please," I begged, "You know it's all
right." She released my wrist and my fingers traced a path slowly and
gently along the silken flesh of her inner thigh. I was heartened by the
gradual spreading of her legs and when I tugged at her flimsy panties she
raised her bottom to allow me to pull them down.
My mouth alternated between her soft, slack lips and her hard-nippled
breasts while my fingers sluiced in the sodden fleshy crevice of her cunt.
Finally I had my thumb on her clit, my index finger one joint deep in her cunt
and, although it was a bit of a stretch across the narrow, dividing partition,
my middle finger was two joints deep inside her hot, tight asshole.
I knew that Janey was getting hot when her hand moved awkwardly to my groin
and grasped my hardness through my pants. "Oh Joe... hanh," she
panted as she wormed her hand under the elastic waist of my sweatpants and
grasped my rock-hard tool. "Hanh are you? Hanh? Are you gonna hanh... you know... hanh...
cum?"
Her clitoris had that little extra size and hardness of imminent orgasm and
the way Janey was panting told me too that she was ready to cum. It was the
moment I'd been planning for even since I got the key to the greenhouse. (Or one of the moments, anyway.)
Quickly and without a word I slid off the sofa to my knees and I shouldered
her legs apart. Using my finger in her rectum as a lever I pulled her hips
forward as I dove quickly under the bit of skirt hem that still protected her
modesty and mashed my face against her sloppy, pulpy pussy-pudding.
"No Joe! Ohhh Nooo!"
she cried out and she squirmed to move away from my marauding mouth. I placed
my forearm across her belly and pinned her in place while my tongue found and
thrummed her swollen clit. "Please... hanh... you cahhnntt," she wailed but even as she protested
I could feel her struggles lessen. I had timed my assault perfectly and I felt
the beginning of her climax.
I pushed my finger as far up into her asshole as it would reach and I locked
my lips on her clit and sucked and tongued and titillated the sensitive
erectile. "Noooo... nooooo,"
Janey mewled but she was bucking and jerking and grinding her pelvis against my
face. The soft fleshrolls of her cunt began to bulge and pulsate and under my
arm I felt her belly muscles palpitate as I tongued her clit. I thrust my
tongue deep between her labia and felt the heat and tasted the sharpness of her
cuntmouth. "Nyaannhhh,"
she whined as I fucked her with my tongue and her thighs locked tightly around
my head. I felt the contractions of her cuntmouth on my tongue and my
ass-filling finger even felt the squeezing as she writhed in ecstasy.
"Oohhh Janey darling, thank you," I murmured as her spasms
lessened and her thighs relaxed their lock on my head. I raised my face from
her sodden sex. "I love you," I murmured as I kissed her with my
cunt-oiled mouth.
"Joe... hanh... Joe... but?
"I'm sorry darling but I wanted to show you... there are ways that are
safe. Was it good? Did you like it?"
"Oh Joe hanh. You
know hanh... know I did. But?
What about you?"
"I'm OK darling. Just knowing that I've satisfied you... made it good
for you... that means as much as... you know." I got up and sat beside her
on the sofa, my tented sweatpants giving lie to my statement.
"Oohhh Joe... that's hanh sweet but... hanh... I don't believe
you," Janey whimpered as her breathing slowly returned to normal. Her hand
slipped under the elastic waistband of my sweats and I gasped as her warm
fingers grasped my throbbing tool.
"Darling... Oohhh God Janey... I hurt," I moaned as I raised my
bottom and slid my sweatpants down past my knees. How would she react if I
pushed her head down to my groin? I was sorely tempted to find out but, afraid
that I'd scare her off, I resisted the temptation.
She was less reticent now as she ran her finger tips through the drops of
pre-cum leaking profusely from the head and as her hand became wet she smeared
the oily liquid all over my cock. Wrapping her hand very
gently around the shaft,
she made little movements up and down.
"Thank you darling... that feels so good," I moaned and I couldn't
keep from thrusting my hips up and down to move my cock inside her hand.
Sensing that I wanted more movement Janey began sliding her hand up and down,
all the way from the top to the bottom. Each time she moved over the top, more
pre-cum oozed out and provided greater lubrication. Then to my lustful delight
she put her other hand on my balls and stroked them lightly, causing pleasure
to radiate through me. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the pleasure
she was giving me.
"Like this?" Janey asked almost timidly. "Am I doing it
right?"
"Yes darling... oohhh yesss," I moaned. "Slow and tight...
that's the way." I could see her mouth working in the same rhythm as her
hand and I wondered if she was imagining that she was sucking me. Careful not
to startle her I put a hand on the back if her neck and urged her head down but
she stiffened in resistance. And then it was too late for what I really wanted.
Nature couldn't be delayed any longer. Moaning, I thrust my hips up and down
and arched my back. "Yesss darling... I'm gonna cum," I groaned and
my hips strained up against her hand and the explosion came. The first spurt
must have gone three feet into the air, just missing her face before it arced
down to land on my shirt. Holding me in a cum-strangling grip she pointed my
cock at my belly and the remaining semen ran out in a white stream onto my
groin. She kept working her hand up and down and continued to fondle my balls
as I relaxed in the aftermath of the best handjob I'd ever had.
But, good or not, a handjob is not a fuck or even a blowjob and I wanted
both.
Wherein a cute, very busty salesgirl
relieves my frustration as she rides astride me in a car.
I'd been going out with Janey for more than four months and my sexual
satisfaction had been limited to a few handjobs (although I must admit that
eating her had been hugely satisfying also). Anyway, with her almost unnatural
fear of pregnancy Janey had kept me from achieving my goal which was, simply
said, to fuck her. I'm not sure after my failure to achieve my objective
through oral sex whether I would have controlled my raging libido enough to
stop me from raping her but Debby provided a much needed pressure relief.
Debby was a cute little high school dropout who worked the evening shift at
the convenience store close to my residence. She was barely five feet tall but
she had an hourglass shape, a cupid-bow mouth and a very pretty face. She said
she was seventeen but I think she cheated by adding a year (two?) to her true
age. No matter. I'm an equal opportunity lecher and I don't discriminate on the
basis of age.
I talked to her often as I made my way home, usually with aching balls, and
sometimes she was the object of my masturbatory fantasy as I relieved the
pressure created by Janey's frustrating refusal of my
advances. Even after Janey relented enough to give me an occasional handjob I
sometimes fantasized about the busty, little salesclerk at night after I
chatted with her. She always worked the evening shift and when she closed at
midnight her sister or her uncle usually picked her up and drove her home.
Sometimes she used a taxi but that took a big cut from her minimum wage.
"I'll give you a lift tomorrow night if you'd like," I said to her
when she complained that she was going to have to use an expensive taxi again.
I didn't have a car but one of my friends did and he'd told me I could borrow
it whenever I wanted.
"Oh, can you Joe? I'd really like that," Debby bubbled and I could
almost feel those heavy tits in my hands.
The next night was Friday but I was glad to get Janey back to residence so I
could talk to Debby while we waited for the midnight closing.
"C'mon... let's go now," Debby said with a sexy smile as she
hustled around turning off the coffee and all the other little close-up chores.
It was only 11:30 PM but she'd told me once that if business was really slow
and her sister could come get her she'd close early.
"Do you have to go home right away?" I had plans for my busty,
little clerk that I hoped would keep her out late.
"Uh... I don't know? What do you want to do?"
I wasn't about to tell her the truth. "I thought we could go to the
White Spot and have coffee and a snack and just talk for a while. So I can
learn more about you. So you could talk to me without having customers
interrupt."
"I wish I was older so we could go to their lounge. It looks so quiet
there."
"You're almost eighteen aren't you? Maybe they won't ask for ID? Want
to try?"
"Sure Joe. That'd be great," and her pretty face flushed with
obvious excitement.
The White Spot was not very far and their lounge was indeed quiet and unlike
the restaurant, it was quite classy with plush, leather chairs and dimly lit
alcoves. It was romantic in a Bogart-Bacall
sort of way.
It was almost 1 AM and three drinks later (four for her) when we got back
into the car and headed into the small valley where Debby lived. We were on a
dark, country road when I spotted a good parking place... a government picnic
area in the summer but now just a secluded, treed location where I could park
off the road and out of sight of any passing vehicles.
"Do you have to be home by any special time?" I slowed down and
turned into the picnic area.
"No... Mom'n Dad
never wake up when I get
home. Do you want to park here for a while?"
I didn't bother answering her question since the answer was obvious. I
backed under a large evergreen tree so that we were facing the road and in the
unlikely event that somebody came into the site we would see them first. I
turned off the headlights and the engine and when I turned toward my diminutive
seatmate she was facing me.
"I know why you asked me out but... like... I like you a lot but I'm
not that kind of girl."
"I'm not sure what you mean, Debby. I asked you out because you're a
beautiful kind of girl," and as I spoke in a soft, deep voice I placed a
hand on her knee. "I think you're a nice girl, Debby. I've watched you
sometimes at work for more than two months now and the way you handle customers
is exemplary."
"What's... like... exemplary?" In the moonlight I could see that
her eyes were fastened on me and she was hanging onto every word I spoke.
"It means that you do it perfectly. So you not only look perfect... you
act perfect." I gave her knee a little squeeze to punctuate the
compliment.
"I'm sorry if I... like... insulted you. Some guys are... like...
they're not nice like you are, Joe," and as she spoke Debby wriggled
closer to me.
"You're a sweet, innocent girl," I said softly as I put an arm
around her and drew her closer. "Thanks for letting me drive you home so I
can learn more about you... and what makes you tick."
The girl snuggled closer and looked up at me with her big dark eyes as she
asked, "What do you mean? Makes me tick?"
"I mean what are you really like... what you think about things... what
you want from life. You're an intelligent girl... I can see that... and that
combination of brains and beauty gives you a chance for great things."
"Oh Joe... I'm not... not all those things. I've never been out with a
guy like you... a thinker... a gentleman. I'm not sure how to act," and
this time a she spoke she unmistakably rubbed one of her big breasts against me
while I could see her pink tongue moistening her full, red lips. I was making
progress.
After five months with Janey I'd learned patience. Before her I'd have been
all over this sexy, little chick but I was using a different tack. She was
looking up at me with her big, dark eyes and I could see that the top three
buttons of her blouse were undone so that the white of her bra was visible. I was
sure that her blouse had been buttoned to the top when we were at the lounge so
she was subtly giving me the come on.
"You're a sweet girl, Debby... a special girl," I murmured and I
lowered my face to hers. She didn't back away at all as my lips pressed to hers
and at once her mouth opened and she almost sucked my tongue into it.
The things she did to my tongue with hers made me wonder what she'd do to my
cock if it was in her mouth but that would take time. I slowly began to
unfasten the lower buttons of her blouse and when the two halves separated I
had my first real appreciation of her boobs.
"Can I hold them Debby?" As I asked I carefully hefted one of her
bra-encased breasts. "They're lovely," I added, "just like
you're lovely."
"Oh Joe," she simpered with a soft lipped smile, "You're just
saying that. It's not true."
"Oh God, Debby... I didn't realize how big you are," and I gently
squeezed one of the more-than-a-handful tits.
"Do you want me to? You know? Take it off?"
"OH God yes... please do darling." In the moonlight I thought I
could see her pretty face soften even more when I called her darling. "Oh
Debby... sweetheart," I exclaimed after she deftly unharnessed her big
fleshbags and I got a hand of the soft, bare flesh.
Debby's breasts were too big for even her youth to keep them up without the
aid of a bra. They sagged heavily and the chest motion imparted by her
breathing caused them to jiggle jelly-like. The nipples were large and erect
and when I dropped my head to take one in my mouth she gasped with pleasure.
"Oh Joe... I like you so much," she said breathily, "You're
so gentle... so... so suave. I've never been out with a guy like you
before."
"Mmmm... you're
sweet, Debby... sweet personality and mmmm
sweet tasting" I murmured while I feasted on her voluminous titflesh. I'm
so happy that you're letting me feel... kiss you," and once again my mouth
covered hers.
"Ohhh Joe... I think I'm in love," Debby sighed when I lowered my
mouth from hers and resumed my oral homage to her breasts. One hand was working
with my mouth on her succulent tits while I'd let the other drop to her knee
and slowly work its way up her thigh.
"Maybe I am too," I whispered as my hand crept higher and higher.
Finally, the edge of my hand was sliding back and forth over the swells of
her pussy between her legs. I could feel the warmth of her cunt through her
panties as I pushed the edge of my hand firmly up against her pubic mound.
To my lustful delight Debby pulled her skirt up and bracing her feet on the
floor she lifted her hips as she peeled her panties down over her shapely hips
and thighs and let them drop to the floormat.
With a loose kick she slipped them off her feet and nudged them aside before
again offering her soft mouth to mine.
I sat forward, my hand slipping between her thighs and my fingers rubbing
back and forth over her pussy. With the tips of my fingers I found her wetly
swollen slit and pushed up into it. Back and forth my fingers moved over her
slit, finally settling on her clit and making firm little circles over her
pleasure button.
"Oh God Debby, you're wonderful," I moaned as I titillated her
hard, little clit. "I'll stop if you want me to but... ?"
"Oh Joe, it feels so nice... Oh, yeah, there... do me there to,
God..." I heard the excited girl's breath hissing in and out through her
teeth as my fingers stimulated her clitoris. Her hands were on my shoulders,
steadying herself, and I felt
her fingers digging into the skin and I'm sure that intense waves of sexual
pleasure were surging through her body radiating up from her loins. And I'm
equally sure that she'd been there before.
"You're so beautiful, Debby. So wonderful," I said softly,
praising her was no longer necessary but I felt it would add to her
tractability. I was getting incredibly aroused, too, fingering this busty,
young girl's pussy, and I knew I had to have more of her. This was more
pressing than with Janey because in this case I was sure that Debby regularly
put out for her dates.
With both hands I grabbed her bare hips and lifted her, moving her small
body above me as she spread her short legs with a familiarity that showed she'd
gone this route before. I was thankful that the car had a bench type seat so I
was able to move to the right away from the space constraint imposed by the
steering wheel.
"Oh Joe... I know I ought to stop you but... Can I? Like? Feel you
too?" Debby asked breathlessly as she settled down astride my thighs.
I lifted my hips and worked my sweatpants down and freed my throbbingly erect
tool which sprang up in the space between Debby's nakedly spread legs and my
own groin.
"Awesome!" Debby exclaimed when she saw my thick organ projecting
up into the gap between her thighs. "My
Gawwd Joe! It's huge," and almost reverentially she
reached down to touch me. My cock jumped at her touch and then her warm hands
caressed my hard length, her fingers stopping to play with the sculpted,
sensitive head. Mine definitely was not the first cock she had played with.
"Oh Debby darling... that feels so good," I moaned as I pushed up
at her active hands. Her hands moved farther to feel my balls, rolling them
between her fingers confirming that she'd already had quite a bit of sexual
experience in her young life. As her soft fist lightly skimmed sensually over
the taut skin of my pulsing tool I cupped the front of her mound with my right
hand and slid my middle finger inside the wet, slippery orifice.
I leaned back or to be more precise I slid my bottom forward on the seat so
that my cock was jutting almost straight up between us. I used my fingers on
her, joyfully sliding my middle finger up and down between the gripping lips of
her wonderful teenage pussy and deeply into the sexy girl. Then I had a
disturbing thought. I didn't have a condom.
Debby moaned, her eyes
closed as she reveled in our sexual play. Her pussy juices completely soaked
the entire area between her full, open thighs and the smell of her sex oil was
all over us.
"Please Debby... please let me," I pleaded, the risk of bare cock
sex losing out to my lust for this sexy, little creature.
She grasped my hard shaft tightly, pointing and guiding it to her sex.
"Oohhh Joe... yesss... I love you," she moaned as she wriggled
closer, lifting up slightly and positioning herself to be fucked. "I only
did this once before," she murmured in an obvious lie "but I can't
help myself... I want you to make love to me."
My busty, horny date lowered her body down until I could feel the heat and
wetness from her slit as the tip of my cock pushed aside her cunt lips and
entered her juicy fuck hole. When my organ was in place she let go of it, put
her hand back on my shoulder, and slowly let her body sink down onto my cock,
slightly turning her ass back and forth, helping me enter her.
God! I wasn't prepared for the feeling. Debbie was delightfully snug. She
had certainly been fucked before but still I could feel every ridge and contour
of her insides as the mouth of her hot pussy engulfed me, grasping my cock in a
hot, liquid grip...
"Oohhh my Gawwd,
Debby... oohhh yesss," I moaned with pleasure as her soft, wet cuntmouth
slid teasingly up and down my throbbing cockhead. "Oohhhh thank you,"
I added as I put my hands under her ass and caressed the smooth, soft pneumatic
flesh.
When a couple of inches had entered her, Debby raised up a little before
settling back down again, more of my shaft slipping into her. Several more
times she moved slightly up and down, each time my hardness pushing farther up
into the hot passage between her legs.
"Oohhh Gawwd Joe...
you're so big," the girl moaned but I don't know if she meant it or if she
was mouthing the compliment that all men like to hear.
Finally, I felt her ass settle down onto the top of my thighs and I knew my
shaft was completely buried up inside the cunt of this horny teenaged girl. God, what a feeling. It had been
many months since I'd known anything more than my (or occasionally Janey's) hand and the softly enclosing inner cuntflesh felt
heavenly.
We stayed like that for a little while, my hands moving over her heavy, sagging
breasts. I used my thumbs and fingers to gently pull and squeeze those
delightful big, rubbery nipples and her moans and sighs of pleasure told me she
enjoyed the attention.
"God, this feels so good..." she murmured, as she pressed her
chest against my gently squeezing hands."You're
so gentle... so wonderful," she sighed and she gave a small, tentative
wriggle of her cock-impaled hips.
"Oh yes Debby darling... you're so hot... so tight... fuck me
darling," and as if responding to my request, the horny high school
dropout casually moved slowly up and down on my cock, her hot pussy gripping my
shaft like a warm sucking mouth as my prick slipped back and forth through her
elastic pussy lips. I had my hands on her big, pliant breasts, using them like
handles to set the pace of our coupling. I wanted it to last as long as
possible although I could feel the burgeoning pressure of my spermload as the girl fucked me.
Up and down my easy-fuck date moved on my hardness as we took our time, the
wonderful glow of sex surrounding us as our bodies made that hot, wet
connection. Debby would raise herself up, my cock sliding almost all of the way
out of her until just the cockhead was held by the elastic tightness of her
cunt lips. Then, she'd lower her body, the walls of her pussy squeezing my
prick as she slid completely back onto me. As she moved, my hands and fingers
constantly played over her big, heavy, hard-nippled boobs and sometimes I
buried my face between their pillowlike
softness.
"... feels soooo...
good..." she murmured softly as she moved over me, her eyes closed
seemingly lost in the warm pleasure between her legs. With a moan of urgency
she suddenly slammed down on me and I felt my cockhead bump her cervix.
"Yeah baby... oohhh yeah," I grunted as I grabbed her hips and
pulled her closer. Uttering hot, panting gasps Debby began to move faster, more
urgently, on me, my shaft slipping in and out of her hotly clinging cunt more
quickly. Her shapely behind started to slam down onto the tops of my thighs as
my cock pushed deeply, completely into her juicy receptacle. My groin was
soaked with her wetness and the collision of our bodies made a wet, slapping
sound.
I closed my eyes, lost in a haze of sexual pleasure and feeling the
contraction in my balls signal
my own climax. I knew I couldn't hold back any longer and I knew I was going to
cum hard.
Faster, harder, she moved over me, cries and whimpers spewing from her
mouth as we reveled in our
sex play.
"OH... OH... FFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK..."
Debby almost screamed as she took two big bounces on my lap and drove my
cock deeply into her, her ass squirming against my loins as she came.
I was right behind her. I squeezed my eyes shut and grunted out loud as I
felt my cock explode deep inside her cunt, spasms of pleasure so intense they
were almost painful.
"Hannh... yannh... yannh," she gurgled
breathlessly and she ground her mons against my pubis as I spurted into her six
or seven times, my cum flooding her pussy and dribbling out her slit.
We seemed momentarily frozen together, our bodies tightly connected and our
sex juices mixing together creating a slimy mess on my lap.
It was several minutes before either of us spoke or moved.
"That was innn...
credible," I said softly to the big-titted girl as she remained impaled on
my twitching tool with my hands still roaming over her smooth teenage body,
caressing her in the afterglow.
"Mmmm..." she
murmured, slowly opening her eyes. "I've... never had it
like that before... that
felt so good... I thought I was gonna die, it felt so good." She put her arms around my neck and
kissed me wetly. "Was I? Like... was it good for you too?"
"You know it was Debby," I replied truthfully although in the
aftermath of my orgasm I was beginning to worry about maybe having knocked made
her pregnant. She was making no move to dismount and my cock had not shrunk
substantially so I felt like I was increasing the chance of knocking her up.
"I guess I oughta go home," she said without conviction as she
made a sexy wriggle of her hips.
"Yeah, it's late," I said but I knew she really wanted me to keep
on fucking her. "When can I see you again?"
"I don't know? You have a steady girlfriend, don't you?"
"Not really," I lied. There's an older girl that I study with... I
help her with science courses. That's all. Do you have a steady
boyfriend?"
"No Joe... I used to but... like... he wanted me to... do what we did
tonight. But I didn't love him."
We didn't exactly agree to be a couple that night but I lied enough to make
her believe that it was a likely result. I wanted to keep our relationship
going as long as I wasn't getting into Janey. Dishonourable? Yes. But where sex was involved I
was totally amoral.
Wherein Janey's reluctantly allows me to eat
her again and with virginal naiveté believes my promise not to and go off in
her mouth.
You might expect that after Debby provided a release for my lust I would be
less desirous of seducing Janey. Such was not the case. In fact if anything the
easy conquest of the cute high school drop-out exacerbated my lewd desire to
plunder my reluctant girlfriend's virtue.
It might also be expected that after having being eaten, Janey would be more
receptive to my advances. And that in fact was the case.
It was the middle of the week after I fucked Debby that I next went out with
Janey. As we sat in the student hangout I studied her face and figure and
dreamed of having her thick, red lips wrapped around my cock. I also tried to
imagine how she'd be when I had my cock all the way inside her hot cunt. Would
she lie there like a corpse or would she move that lovely ass up and down and
give me a real ride. But I was developing resentment after months of
goody-goody girl refusal to fuck me. Why did she think she was any better than
Debby? Of course she didn't know Debby and maybe didn't know any other Debby's but
I still felt that she'd look down her nose at her. How would she react if I
showed less interest in sex with her? Maybe it was time to find out.
That night I took Janey back to Residence without the usual necking detour
in a dark corner. And on Friday night I did the same thing. Saturday was some
kind of annual dance so naturally we went. Again though I was the perfect
gentleman and after the dance I took Janey back to Residence with only a
perfunctory kiss. As we parted I thought I could see a look of concern in her
eyes. Was I making progress?
I waited longer than usual to get together again with Janey. It was
Wednesday evening and once more we sat and drank coffee until it was almost
time for her to return to residence. That night as we kissed in a dark corner I
couldn't help but notice how she pushed her belly at my erection and writhed
against it but I didn't try to take any liberties.
Finally, on Friday evening, Janey overcame her natural reticence and asked,
"Don't you still have a key to the greenhouse?"
"Yeah," I replied.
"Uh... why don't we... you know... go there any more?"
"I guess... like... I want you so much darling. I want to be closer to
you. Like the last time when I kissed your...
made love to you with my tongue."
"Oh darling... I can't let you do more than that. You know that. I'd
die if I got pregnant."
"I know that sweetheart. But there are other ways... I mean other than
your hand."
"Oh Joe? I think I
know what you mean but I couldn't. Not that."
"That's all right Janey. I understand. But you have to understand how I
feel too."
Just then the bell rang signifying that she was due inside so we parted with
the greenhouse question unresolved.
The next evening we went to an early movie and afterwards there was still considerable
time before Janey's curfew. As we walked slowly along
a dark, quiet campus road she stopped and turned to me.
"If we go to the greenhouse will you promise to be good? I mean promise
you won't try to... to take advantage of me?"
"I'd like to promise darling but?" and I immediately led her
across the lawn in the direction of the greenhouse. "But what are the
limits?"
"You know Joe. You know what I'm afraid of."
"Yeah, I guess so. But... is that all?"
She didn't answer but she didn't try to change direction either. How far was
she going to go? My cock started to swell in anticipation of her hand or maybe
even her mouth.
It was awkward when we arrived at the greenhouse. In anticipation of getting
Janey there again I had made some changes designed to get her horizontal. The
sofa, protected by a plastic sheet, was covered with boxes containing small
plants for transplanting. On the floor beside the sofa was a large foam pad and my open sleeping bag.
"Oh Janey. I forgot.
We had a thermostat problem last week so I had to sleep here and run the
furnace manually. The new plants were put there because the main part of the
greenhouse is too cool for them." I could see that she wasn't sure whether
to believe my outright lies or not but then she was in my arms and we were
kissing. Sloppy, wet, tongue-tangling
kisses.
Janey ground her belly against my erection and made no protest when my hands
moved under her sweater and unsnapped her brassiere. Her nipples were hard and
although her breasts were small in comparison with Debby's heavy boobs they
were still a handful.
"Please Joe... don't make me fight you," my conflicted girlfriend
whimpered as we sank to our knees and then to horizontal on the sleeping bag.
To my delight she was wearing a kilt-like skirt and I was sure I could get it
open easily. Was that why she'd worn it?
"Mmmm... you're
wonderful," I murmured as I eased her sweater up and bared her breasts.
She pushed weakly at my head when I nuzzled the soft mounds and nibbled her
rubbery nipples.
"Hanh... Joe? You can't. You shouldn't," Janey protested but she
was not really trying to push me away any more. She lay back compliantly as my
mouth alternated between her tits and her own mouth while surreptitiously I
unfastened the clasp of her skirt in preparation for opening it.
When I took her wrist in my hand and guided it to my groin Janey was more
than acquiescent. With no more encouragement than my moving of her hand closer
she worked it under the already loosened waist of my jeans and with the
familiarity gained from several handjobs she grasped my throbbing tool.
Cautiously I pushed down my jeans and undershorts so that she had unfettered
access to my cock while I tongue-fucked her mouth.
Janey's breathing became shallow and quick, and I
could feel her heart beating rapidly as I continued to alternately nibble her
nipples and tongue-fuck her mouth. "Oh Joe," she mumbled,
"Oohhhh," and I had to sandwich her cock-holding hand between our
bodies to stop her smooth jacking and prevent a premature ejaculation.
"No more Joe," she gasped but her words were lost in a low moan,
and I glanced up to see her eyelids flutter. I let my left hand drift down to
open her skirt never moving enough to cause my mouth to break contact with her
breasts and mouth.
Then I moved my hand between her legs, and she spread them for me, drawing
her knees up slightly. I rubbed her outer labia through her panties, and her
breath turned into little mewls of delight. My heart was beating like a freight
train. She was biting her lower lip and churning her hips when I eased her
panties aside and let my fingers probe her pussy.
"No Joe... hanh... please no," Janey whimpered and her free hand
grasped my wrist and weakly tried to tug it away from her sex. She was warm and
wet, and her breathing deepened as I began stroking around her clitoris with my
thumb while slowly inserting my middle finger inside her.
Her vagina was very snug, even around just one finger. Her hips rocked
slowly and rhythmically, matching the strokes of my hand as I palmed and probed
her tightness. Would her hips rock like that when I finally got my cock inside
her?
"I love you Janey," I moaned as my lips left her breasts and my
head moved down toward her abdomen. I kissed her navel as she began moaning and
rolling her head back and forth, a silent and contradictory refusal of my
homage. I removed my hand from her womanhood and took her panties off
completely. Janey sobbed, "Please Joe... hanh... Nooo," even as she lifted her hips to help.
After I pushed her flimsy undergarment off her ankle she tried to close her
legs but I used my elbow to prevent that defense while I dove into her furry
nest. "Noooooooo,"
my fearful girlfriend sobbed but her sobs turned into a moan as I began to
stroke the length of her cuntal slit with my tongue.
Janey's cuntlips were parted slightly, and her
moistness was pooled slightly in the mouth of her vagina. I took my time,
alternately sucking her labia and flicking my tongue over her clitoris while my
index finger, moistened by her oily juices, moved lower to her anus. She
uttered a louder sob when my finger slipped past the sphincter and began gently
to probe her rectum while I plunged my tongue into her vagina, then after a pause I'd lick her clitoris again.
While I was hopefully arousing her lust I was angling my body so that my
hugely throbbing erection was close to her face.
"Please Janey... please kiss me too," I begged and there could be
no doubt that I wanted her to kiss my cock, not my mouth.
"Hanh Joe... hanh... Can't," she panted and I increased my oral
and digital assaults on her cunt and asshole while I pushed my rock hard tool
against her cheek. I couldn't see what was happening but I could feel
something. I felt a little twitch of her hips and thighs and I locked my lips
around her slick clitoral erectile and thrummed the sensitive trigger with my
tongue.
"Hanh... hunh...
hanh... hunh," she
puffed and I knew she was close to orgasm. I paused and reached down to grasp
my cock and guide it to her mouth.
"Please Janey... please," I pleaded. "Just do for me what I'm
doing for you," and then I renewed my oral assault on her sloppy wet
pussy.
"Hanh... promise Joe... hanh... promise you won't... hanh... finish
there," and then I felt the moist heat of her soft lips kissing and then
engulfing my cockhead.
I worked a second finger into her asshole and I sucked her clitoris deeply
while I savoured the feel of her mouth on my cock. And then I felt the
pulsations of her labia begin as they bulged against my mouth. Her belly was
jumping too and I knew she was cumming. Her thighs clamped over my ears as she
wrapped her legs around my head. Her hips snapped and bucked wildly, as though
she was trying to escape, but she held onto me with her legs. The sound she
made was high and sweet and came from the back of her throat. Sort of an Mmmmmmmm sound that turned into a
throaty moan. Her legs fell away from my head and if she hadn't
already been horizontal she would have collapsed.
I raised my head enough to see what I was feeling. Her lower lip bulged
around the head of my cock as I tried to fuck her mouth. She backed away,
thwarting my attempt to push deeper into her mouth and I reached out to take
her head between my hands and hold her.
"Mmmph," Janey
grunted and she struggled but it was too late for that. I was finally going to
be truly intimate with her whether she wanted it or not and as the pressure in
my groin blossomed Janey's resistance ceased. I felt
her tongue pressing on the sensitive underside of my cockhead and she was
applying as gentle suction to my pulsating prick.
My hips thrust up at her face, pushing it up. Seemingly from every part of
my body, fluid streamed through me, moving to my cock, squirting up into her
mouth. She started again to pull away, but I had her head in my hands and held
her in place. Cum started to leak down out of her mouth, down my dick. I
whispered, "Tighter...", and released her head as she tightened her
lip seal and put her warm hand on my bucking tool. I was no longer trying to
push in deeper and she was no longer trying to pull away. Janey used her hand
to pump more gism from me as I lost myself in the delightful sensations from
her gently sucking mouth and the triumph of getting her to suck my cock. I saw
her swallow, swallow again. And then she pulled away.
"Joe... you promised you wouldn't," she whimpered. God, she looked
beautiful, sexy and defenseless as she looked at me accusingly, a white string
of gism making a connection between her red lower lip and the shiny, purple
knob of my cock.
"Darling," I murmured, "I couldn't stop. That was the most
wonderful thing I've ever felt," I said softly as I changed position and
kissed her cum-slimed lips.
"Hanh but... hanh but," she sobbed and tears streamed down her
cheeks.
Her mouth was slack and as I put my hand on her pussy and fingered her she
gave no resistance. I slipped my middle finger into her juicy vagina and before
I was two knuckles deep I encountered a barrier. Yes, my sobbing, tearful
girlfriend was truly a virgin and if she cried this much after merely sucking
me off I was not sure I could handle her reaction if I broke her cherry.
Janey clung to me that night before entering residence. She'd wept a gallon
of tears and I'd promised care and restraint and finally she'd accepted that
what we did was not only safe but also a means of avoiding the ultimate unsafe
act of vaginal intercourse.
Wherein delightful drop-out Debby is truly laid... horizontally, that is.
Although Janey's mouth had been very satisfying
both physically because of her submissive swallowing of my gism and
psychologically because of the triumph I felt from getting my prudish
girlfriend to suck my cock her I still longed for the feel of close-clinging
cuntflesh wrapped around my cock so the next weekend after Janey went into
Residence I went to the convenience store where Debby worked.
"I'm mad at you," she said with a cute, un-mad smile on her face.
"I'm sorry," I said in mock seriousness, "I couldn't get
permission to stay out late."
"Hah! And you don't have a real girlfriend either you say. What about
Janey. What I hear is that she's pretty real. You're just coming to see me to
get what she won't give." And her last statement sounded like she meant
it.
"That's not true Debby," I said a few minutes later after our
discussion was interrupted by a customer. "Sure, we spend time together
but like I said, it's to study. She helps dumb, old me."
"Yeah, sure. I hear
you do some studying in a dark greenhouse too," Debby said with a sardonic
smile. "Do you study plant reproduction? Hah."
"That's my job. I mean I look after the greenhouse. She went there with
me one night last week because there was a power problem and I had to... Hell,
Debby. She's not beautiful like you."
Debby's expression softened at the compliment and her face flushed with
pleasure. "Yeah sure," she said. "I don't believe you," but
I suspected that she actually did believe me. I looked at the clock above the
till.
"I guess I could close up now," she said although it was half an
hour before official closing time. "Do you have a car?"
"How else could I drive you home?"
"Well... I guess it saves me cab fare. Otherwise I wouldn't do
it," and she smiled to show she was just kidding. "But if you want me
to believe you, you better show me that greenhouse."
I needed no persuading. Damn. We could really get it in there... a lot
better than in the car. "OK Debby. Let's go."
Fifteen minutes later we were in the greenhouse and I was tantalizingly
close to being into Debby. We kissed as soon as we entered the greenhouse and
she clearly didn't want to see more of it than the little lounge where I'd
eaten Janey.
"Boy, are you ever tall," my short, little teenager murmured as I
bent down to kiss her soft, easily parted lips.
Debby was totally compliant as my hands moved under her clothes to maul her
heavy tits and slide under the waist of her skirt to reach her pussy. To my great
satisfaction I found her soft labia already wet and slippery with her
libidinous effusions. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. The greenhouse was
warm and dimly lit as piece by piece I removed her clothing, my lips following
my hands to her breasts, her belly and to her swollen, juicy cunt.
"Joe! Oh God Joe!"
Debby exclaimed when my lips took possession of her erect clitoris. "Thank
you! Oh God, it's sooo good!"
I eased her naked body from the sofa to my foam-padded floor-bed and she was
as loose-limbed as a puppet. I pushed off my pants and freed my raging erection
and mounted between her short, Vee-spread legs.
"I know I shouldn't let you Joe but... you're such a wonderful
guy," the girl gushed as I positioned my cock at the portal of her sexy
body.
As I pushed into the hot passage I felt her vagina clutch me firmly. With an
ease that must have been from familiarity with the act she tilted her pelvis to
take me deep into her cunt.
"Oh Joe... Oohhhh Gawwd...
you're so big," the girl gasped as I began to fuck her, savouring the feel
of her snug fuck-channel. I held my upper body away from hers, partly for her
comfort but mostly so I could see in the dim light her voluptuous body opened
beneath me.
I pushed hard and felt her puffy, hair-padded mons veneris yield to my pubis and I thrilled to the
exciting sensation as my cockhead pushed on her cervix.
"Darling... oh darling," I moaned as I enjoyed the feel of the
girl's snugly clasping cunt on my cock. Could I make it as good for her as she
was for me? I maintained a steady rhythm, fucking her prone form and enjoying
the sight of her heavy-breasted body open and naked beneath me.
This lasted for a while... maybe less than a minute... before Debby began to
pant and gasp with undeniable excitement. I picked up my tempo and felt her
hips begin to undulate under me/
"Joe... oohhhh Gawwwd Joe... it's cumming," the girl gasped and I felt her
muscles milking my sex as she gently rocked her hips in a small circle. I could
feel her rhythmic grasping of my cock like a soft hand firmly stroking all of
me, her cervix a harder knob circling the head, moving her pelvis first in
small circles, and then gently rocking back and forth, her hands on my neck and
shoulders. She looked up into my eyes, her lips pursing, pouting, opening and
closing as if she was making love to my cock with her mouth instead of her
cunt.
Debby moved her arms under mine, and held her breasts against me as I
hammered her little body with the short, fierce strokes of climax. My cock
began to jerk, the pulses sending my seed deep within her and I could feel her
grasping muscles massaging me, prolonging my pleasure while I injected my semen
directly into her womb. She smiled and cooed as she watched my face, coaxing my
release, our mingled fluids overflowing her sex. Her hand pulled my head to
rest on her shoulder as her arms supported me, my post-orgasm lethargy making
my limbs feel like lead.
"Debby darling... that was fantastic... I love you," I groaned as
I slumped down on her small but all-encompassing body. "Was it good for
you too?"
Oohhh Joe. It was super," she panted. "I never... like... I'm not
that kind of girl but... I can't say no to you."
I made a few more cum-draining thrusts into her lush frame before rolling
off her to lie sated and tired beside her. "You're wonderful Debby...
wonderful and beautiful."
Debby raised her head and looked down at her fuck-saddle. "Joe? My God, Joe? You didn't! You didn't
wear a safe!" she cried out accusingly as she saw a creamy gob of gism
dribbling from her vaginal mouth, still gaping from its extended dilation,
"It's OK Debby. I couldn't help myself. It'll be OK."
"Joe... oh God... I'm scared... it's my time... what if you knocked me
up?"
"Don't worry darling. I'd be a good husband," I said, mentally
kicking myself for my carelessness. I held her close and kissed tears from her
cheeks as she sobbed softly. "I'll take care of you."
And Debby clung to me much as had Janey after she'd sucked me off. I
reassured her. "You won't be pregnant, Debby. Just wait and see," but
I wasn't sure. I'd been lucky once with her. Would my luck hold?
Wherein delightful drop-out Debby deepthroats
me with consummate skill to a devastating orgasm.
There was a dance the next weekend so I didn't get to see Debby and I didn't
get Janey to the greenhouse. But I'd clearly made progress with Janey. During
our dark-corner necking sessions she let me finger her with no objection
whatever and it was quite obvious that she looked forward to the pleasure. She
also let me guide her hand to my cock and sometimes even initiated the contact.
On the following Friday I fingered Janey to a gasping orgasm but kept her from
doing the same for me. "Just for you darling... I want you to think of
nothing but your own satisfaction," I'd said although my reason was quite
different. I had the car again and I was planning to get satisfaction from
Debby.
Debby was closing up early when I arrived.
"Hah! You've come to visit your off-campus slut have you," she
said with an appearance of bitterness.
I'd sent her flowers three days ago in hope that she would feel good about
me it sounded like my ploy didn't succeed.
"Debby... you know that's not true," I whispered. "You know I
really like you." Her gaze shifted from my face to my groin where the
extent of my affection was demonstrated by a substantial and unmistakable
bulge. Without another word she got into the car as I held the door open for
her.
"You believe me don't you," I asked as I leaned close and planted
a chaste kiss on her soft lips.
"Oh Joe, I guess I do. The flowers were lovely. Maybe you do care and
I'm not just a release from Janey's teasing. She does
tease you, doesn't she?"
"Not really, Deb. She doesn't rate with you in appeal," and I
moved closer and we were suddenly engaged in a wet, tongue-tangling kiss.
"We'd better get away from here Joe; I need to talk to you."
I had a sinking feeling in my gut. Was she going to say she was pregnant?
"Shall we go to the greenhouse?"
"Mmm... Yeah... let's go there," and I
couldn't read the expression on her face.
My necking session with Janey had me well primed but my desire had been
considerably dampened by Debby's serious mien. Nonetheless I couldn't keep my
hands off her magnificent breasts and as soon as we were in the greenhouse
lounge I had her brassiere opened and her big, floppy tits naked to my kisses.
"Stop Joe," she said with a bit of a giggle. "You gotta stop.
We have to talk."
I pulled her short body down to sit beside me on the sofa but I had both my
hands on the fleshy opulence of her tits. "OK darling, I'm
listening."
"Hee hee... you're awful. But I have
some good news and some bad news. Which do you want first?"
"The bad news, I guess." Was this when she was going to tell me
that I was in trouble because she was in trouble?
"The bad news is that you can't make love to me tonight."
"But Debby?
Why?" I rubbed my palms over the rubbery projections of her large, erect
nipples.
"You can't because of the good news. The good news is that I'm not
pregnant... I got my period... and that's why you can't like do it
tonight."
"Hmmm... I guess that's better than the alternative. But I'd started
planning our wedding," I said with a smile.
"Oh Joe... you're sweet. I think the flowers brought it on... my
period, that is. I started to cry when I got them and I knew for sure that you
were the best thing that's ever happened to me."
We kissed while I pulled her sweater off over her head to bare her breasts.
I gently mauled the marvellous fleshbags and her hands got busy with the
closure of my jeans.
"Would you like me to... to kiss you, Joe? I mean, down there?"
"Oh darling... would you?" I opened my pants and worked pants and
undershorts down over my hips so that my erection was standing out nakedly from
my groin. Then I pulled her sweater off so that her big tits were floppily
naked to my gaze and touch.
I kissed her again, our tongues dancing first in her mouth, then in mine
while my hands continued to feast on her malleable mammaries. Debby had both
hands on my cock, holding it loosely and stroking it slowly.
"Tell me how," Debby said timidly as she slid from the sofa to
kneel between my knees, "I've never done this before." She looked up
at me with her big, dark eyes as she brushed her hair back from her eyes and
bent close. Thenshe placed
the knob of my cock against her slightly projecting tongue and at that moment I
believed her. She kissed the outer skin and uttered a faint whimper.
"Oh God, darling... I want to feel those beautiful lips wrapped around
me." I made a sound deep in my throat and my fingers pressed her temples.
She touched her tongue to my ultra-sensitive foreskin and I stopped breathing.
She pushed on inside, swathing the head of my cock with her spit and sanding it
with fluttery movements.
I'd only been semi-erect but almost immediately my whole shaft began to
lengthen more, thicken. As my organ grew against her nearly closed lips the
head began to emerge slowly from its protective covering. With her fingers
circling the loose skin, Debby skinned it back. At that moment I knew she'd
done this before. Her lips wetly brushed the lobes under the tip of my cock and
I shivered and began to lovingly rub her head.
"Ohhh Joe... I like this! I hope I'm doing it right!" She wet her
bottom lip until the spit was leaking down her chin and then eased it under
head of my cock. I gave a grunt as her movement forward pushed his foreskin
even further back. Her upper lip naturally fit over the top of my ridged crown.
Her tongue was flicking like that of a snake. She let it flick out further
until it was teasing the tiny slitted
opening.
"Ahhhhhh!" I
gasped as Debby brought her head gently forward. My cocktip slid over her lips,
over her bottom teeth and into the hot trough she'd formed with her tongue. She
kept pushing her mouth over me, letting my cock penetrate halfway into her
mouth.
"Mmmmmmm," she
cooed, "Nhhhhmmmm!"
She curled her fingers into my ass cheeks to hold on as she continued to move
her mouth forward.
"Ghhuuuuh,"
she gasped when the underside of my cocktip touched the beginning of her
throat. Quickly she backed off until my throbbing cock lay in the trough of her
tongue again. She pushed forward and back, licking the length of my cock with
her finely pebbled tongue.
Her fingers strayed to my aching balls and she played with them as gently as
if they'd been fragile eggs. I moved my hips in a slow circle as she turned her
head from side to side and squeezed. My cock rode in and out of her mouth in a
way that mimicked fucking. I was fucking her mouth, her pretty face. Then I
noticed that she had one hand between her own legs and I realized that she was
masturbating while she sucked me.
Debby held my bloated sack in her other hand as I pushed my throbbing
cockhead into the hot, delicious confines of her milking mouth. Her forefinger
found the sensitive little spot right behind my balls and the scraping of her
fingernail almost caused me to lose my load spontaneously.
"Oh God, Debby. I've
never seen anything as sexy as the sight of your beautiful mouth filled with my
cock. You're marvellous!"
She was sucking like a milking machine now and the technique was nothing
like Janey's awkward and shy ministrations. She
filled her mouth with saliva and with a slight in and out movement of her head
coupled with tremendous suction she was noisily surging the saliva back and
forth around my ultra sensitive cockhead. The earlier session with Janey and
the tremendous load I'd built up, coupled with the unique sensations put me
dangerously close to orgasm. But I didn't have to hold back so that she'd be
satisfied and I stared at her in fascination. As I watched my saliva-shined rod
sliding between those carmine lips, she looked up at me and pulled me out of
her mouth
"Am I doing it right?" she asked huskily and my hips involuntarily
jerked forward, trying to get back in her mouth.
"Oh God Debby. I've
never felt anything as good," I moaned and watched my cock disappear into
her smile as I complimented her. The feeling rose from deep between my legs as
I heard the slushy sounds she made, I could see that her hand was moving
frantically between her legs and guessed that she too was close to climax.
For a long moment Debby's lips compressed and I felt her teeth biting into
me as she uttered a muffled groan. Damn. She'd just brought herself off.
"Mmmmm," she cooed as she relaxed her
lip-grip and tilted her head back. She looked up at me and as she leaned in I
could feel the head of my cock slide past her tongue. Her shoulders shook
briefly with a gag reflex as I felt the entry to her throat constricting around
the head of my cock.
"Myyy Gawwwd Debby!" I gasped as
she swallowed my entire shaft. I'd never been deep-throated before and the
sensation was exquisite. She began to move her head in and out, pulling me in
deep and each time she swallowed around my cock on the in-stroke, it felt like
a soft hand was milking my shaft. I'd never had my cock sucked with such
consummate skill. Saliva mixed with my profusion of pre-cum dripped in a
continuous stream from her mouth over her chin as she deepthroated me.
Her nose was mashed against my pubis, my cock in the seemingly bottomless
channel of her throat and each time I grabbed her head to pull her in she
rewarded me with a sequence of swallows that sent momentous thrills of
sensation shooting through my groin. I'd let her back away to breathe for a
moment and each time I pulled her back in she'd do the swallowing trick again.
I felt my orgasm building. What she was doing felt unbelievable. I had my hand on her head and was
pushing myself inside her mouth, holding her head so she couldn't come off of
it. I felt completely out of control and I felt like my cock was huge as it
swelled in that final instant before ejaculation. I closed my eyes and enjoyed
the wonderful sensation of the velvet smooth face fuck she was pleasuring me
with. Then she reached up and squeezed my balls, applying more and more
pressure as if she knew I was ready to cum.
"Oohhh Debby darling," I moaned as with almost painful jets, I
shot a copious load of jism down her throat. Instead of letting me explode in
her mouth, she pulled me deep into her throat. Her lips were pressed against my
pubic hairs as I shot cum straight down her throat into her stomach. She held
her breath and continued to swallow for about 30 seconds milking my cock with
her throat muscles.
"Glanngh... unngh... ulllpp... ullllpp...
ulllpp," sounded from
her cock-stuffed, cum-flooded mouth as she valiantly swallowed my load.
As the hot sensations of climax waned she backed away so that she could use
her lips and tongue to nurse my still spitting tool. I felt like the king of
the world. Looking down at her, squeezing one monster boob in my left hand, I
wound my other hand in her hair and jerked her head back and forth and savoured
her skillful mouth.
Finally my pretty, easily fucked high school dropout backed off and, holding
my softening cock in her hand she looked up at me and with tendrils of unswallowed gism drooling from
her parted lips asked, "Did I do it right, Joe? Does Janey do that for
you?"
I was totally drained. "My God,
Debby. Where did you learn to do that? It's the most exciting
thing I've ever felt."
"Just now Joe. It
sorta came natural. Was I really good? I mean... like... was I special?"
and she got off her knees to sit beside me.
"For sure Debby," I replied but there was no way I believed that
she hadn't practiced on others. Nor did I really care.
When I dropped her off at her house in the country I was already thinking
about the next time. I wanted Janey but except for the challenge and
satisfaction of getting into a virgin, she seemed to have little to offer in
the way of sexual satisfaction compared to Debby. But sometimes circumstances
change opinions.
Wherein I discover I have some unwelcome visitors given to me by Debby
and we split. But Debby gives me a final blowjob complete with a cum-draining
prostate massage.
It was about three or four days after Debby's magnificent blowjob that the
reason for a minor annoyance became apparent. For a couple of weeks I'd been
regularly scratching my groin area because of a persistent tickling and
sometimes a little pinprick of pain. One day after a shower I noticed something
moving in my pubic hair and on closer investigation discovered that I had
'crabs'.
It's a joke when someone else has crabs but believe me, if you have them it
becomes very personal... and not at all funny. My first thought was, 'how do I
get rid of them?'
I was embarrassed but I went to the clinic and got advice. That night I did
all the recommended things (fine comb and special shampoo and laundry) and then
I waited two days before concluding that my removal campaign was successful.
The source of my infestation was certainly Debby. I was thankful that I
hadn't been close enough (hair-wise) to Janey to have given them to her. But
slowly I developed anger towards Debby. The thought that she could have given
me crabs reduced her appeal to zero, not because she'd screwed others but
because she'd screwed some lowlife who had crabs.
In the course of eliminating my unwelcome visitors I had collected a few
specimens. They were of course dead but with a magnifying glass their almost
frightening shape could be seen. I took my little sample envelope and a
magnifying glass to the convenience store to confront Debby.
Debby was clearly flustered when I showed up shortly before closing time. "Oh Joe! It's Wednesday. I
didn't expect you. Uncle Frank is here to take me home."
"That's OK Debby," I said and looked in the direction of her gaze
to see an older man standing by the magazine rack. "I just wanted to share
this with you," and I put the little plastic envelope containing the dead
crabs on the counter. "Here Debby," I added as I passed her the
magnifying glass, "See the little visitors you gave me."
"Noooo," the girl's low pitched wail sounded in my ears. "Ohhh nooo." Her big
eyes filled with tears and she slumped down on the little stool behind the
counter. "I... hanh... I... didn't... it's not my fault."
"I don't know what you mean by that Debby but I couldn't have got crabs
from anyone else. I just hope I didn't get any other mementos from you like the
clap or syphilis."
The girl broke down completely and sobbed bitterly, her head down, her
shoulders shaking and her obvious distress touched me but not enough to cause
me to relent. We were through, even as a casual roll in the hay.
"Noooo Joe... hanh... oohhh noooo... let me hanh explain... let me hanh
make it up to you," she blubbered as I turned toward the door.
"Sorry Debby. It was fun and I liked you a lot but..." and I
started to walk away.
"Whannhh... you
bastard," Debby bawled and when I looked back I saw that she was directing
her venom at the man by the magazine rack. "You spoiled everything. You're
an evil, old man."
I didn't hang around but it sounded to me as if Uncle Frank may have been an
earlier source of the crabs. Was he really her uncle? It didn't matter. I
walked out the door.
That Saturday night I took Janey back to residence at the usual time. It had
been an unsatisfying evening because it was 'her time of month' so eating her
was not an option nor would
she even let me finger her although, messy though it might be, I was willing.
And since I couldn't do her I didn't want what would be merely a mechanical
hand job from her. And I wasn't about to go after another dose of crabs.
The guy I shared my dormitory room with had gone home for the weekend so I
figured I'd have the chance for quiet masturbation. Who would be my imaginary
partner? Things were quiet and dark when I opened the door so I just locked it,
stripped off my clothes and stretched naked out on top of the bed.
It had been seven days since my crab-carrying ex-fuckmate had so skillfully sucked me dry and Janey
had not given me a handjob since then so after this night's unsatisfying
necking session with her I had achingly swollen balls. I lay back and stroked
my already upstanding tool and imagined that I was about to fuck Eileen.
I don't know why I'd chosen the cute, very fat freshman as my fantasy
partner but maybe it was because she was an opposite of Debby... probably still
had her cherry and she'd need convincing like Janey only she was younger and
more innocent and therefore easier to convince. I imagined that my hand was
hers and that she was shyly giving me a handjob.
"Joe? Will you let me do that?"
To say I was startled by the soft voice is an understatement. To hear a
girl's voice as you're beginning to do an unmanly thing is not only startling
but also it has a major cooling effect on ones ardour. Like saltpeter.
"Whah? My God!
Debby?" My hand fell away from my erect but rapidly wilting penis as I
became aware of my company and in the dim light from the streetlight outside
the window recognized Debby.
"I'm sorry Joe but I just had to talk to you," she said as she sat
on the edge of my bed and her warm hand gripped my tool. "I know it's over
between us but I couldn't let it end like it was. Will you listen to me?"
"Uh... yeah... sure," I stammered as desire surged through my
loins. Hell. So what if I got crabs again. But I'd get a safe from the dresser.
If I didn't have the clap yet I still wanted to avoid it.
"I really do like you Joe... love you. You're a very special guy,"
she said as her hand slowly stroked my re-erected organ. "You treated me
like a lady and you made me feel good about myself."
"OK Debby... I liked you a lot but..."
"I know. I understand. But I want you to know why... how. Can I tell
you?"
I reached out to heft one of her heavy breasts that jiggled unbrassiered under her blouse.
"Go ahead Debby... but you're right. It's over." I felt a bit guilty
because really it had never been truly on other than the sex part.
"It was Uncle Frank. I caught them from him. He's not a nice guy...
totally opposite from you. I was big as a girl... you know," and she put a
hand on my tit-covering hand. "These got big before I was twelve. Is it OK
if I tell you what he did?"
I guessed then what she was going to tell me and if I hadn't been turned on
already it would have completed the job. "Sure Debby," and my other hand reached for her waist.
"He used to play with me... just fun stuff... but when I got big it
changed. At first he just sort of... you know... touched me... like I'm
touching you," and as she said that she squeezed my cock. "It made me
feel good... I liked it. And he showed me how to make him feel good. First like
this," and she stroked my prick, "and then like this," and
suddenly her hot, moist mouth engulfed the head of my cock.
"My God, Debby, that's awful," I gasped as I pushed her head down.
"Mmmph... you don't
mean that Joe. I don't think you'd have been any different than him." And
she raised her head to look at me. "It wasn't all his fault. I liked it and when after a year or so
he finally went all the way... fucked me... I wanted it to happen."
I pulled her down on top of me and began stripping off her clothes.
"Do you still want to fuck me, Joe? Even after what happened?"
"Yes Debby but... it's not... like..." and as I peeled off her
panties so that she was completely naked I added, "it's just for
fun."
Debby, now completely naked, rose up and straddled my hips. "Oh God Joe. You're so big. I
love your cock," and she inserted it between her hot, slippery labia and
lowered her hips. "Oh yes darling Joe. Fuck me."
I was intensely excited but also apprehensive. My mental calendar said that
she was not at the peak conception period but too close for comfort. As I savoured
the hot, snug caress of her juicy cunt I fought further excitement. Knocking
her up was even less of an option than it was two weeks ago.
"Yunh... yunh... yunh," she panted as her tempo increased and
she rode me to orgasm. I felt the soft contractions of her vagina on my prick
but with Herculean effort I did not go off. Not much anyway. I suspect that I
did leak a bit of sperm into her spasming receptacle and my urgency lessened.
"You didn't cum, did you," Debby sighed as she slumped down atop
me and her breathing returned to normal.
"No Debby, but that's OK. I wasn't wearing anything."
"Yeah... scared I'm trying to trap you, eh?" and she slowly
dismounted from my still rigidly erect too. "I understand... but I want to
give you something to remember me by." And then her hot, moist mouth
engulfed my throbbing tool.
Debby licked and sucked our combined juices from my cock. I thrilled to the
sensations as she bathed the head with her tongue. She allowed all but the head
to slip from her mouth before lowering her lips down the shaft. Wrapping a hand
around the base of my cock shaft she jerked me off as she sucked on the cock
head. She slid her free hand between her thighs, coating them in her juices and
then slipped them between my spread legs; gently she probed at the opening of
my anus. My God. What was she
doing? I didn't know but it felt good. I felt a surge of sensation as she
pushed a cum slick finger
into the puckered rosebud of my ass and I cried out.
Debby fucked her finger into my ass as she sucked my cock with consummate
skill. I began to fuck up into her mouth, my cock sliding into her throat and
each time I pushed all the way in she swallowed two or three time sending hot
thrills through my groin.
Urged on by her finger in my ass I rammed into her mouth... her throat and
she swallowed hard, several times. Each movement of her throat muscles tugged
on the length of my cock and extended the sensation. Finally, she pulled back
and let my cock slip out of her mouth. She looked down and reached out to fill
her mouth again. Every now and then, she'd run her tongue under my turgid
erectile flesh, sending an electric pulse shooting through me. I could feel
each jolt start somewhere around my toes and in those bursts of electrical
warmth I wondered how long I could last without cumming.
I was becoming accustomed to her finger in my ass and as my muscles relaxed
I felt the stretch as she pushed a second finger in. I grabbed her head and
mashed her face against my groin, my cockhead enclosed and massaged by her
throat as she swallowed. And then her finger pushed deep and touched my
prostate.
"Gannhh!! Gawwwddd!!!" I cried out in ecstasy. I
felt like a cum grenade had
exploded in my nutsack and
was spraying liquid shrapnel out through my cock. The orgasm was so intense
that my back arched and I released my grip on Debby's head.
"Haannhhh,"
the girl gasped as she dragged in a lungful of air. I must have almost
smothered when I forced her to stay down on my cock. But then she was down on
me again, her throat enclosing my cockhead, milking it with hot swallows while
her finger massaged my prostate, milking it of every drop of my sperm.
I was drained. Completely and totally emptied of semen, sperm and lust but
the girl's wet mouth continued to nurse my wilting tool. Finally she sensed
that I was truly done and she rose up to lie atop me.
"Please tell me you don't hate me, Joe? Please?"
"Of course I don't hate you Debby. But it was a terrible shock... and
disappointment."
"I'm going away Joe. I should have gone long ago but I was afraid if I
went away he'd just carry on with my kid sister. But he did that anyway. She
doesn't believe me when I tell her that he's evil so I guess she has to learn
for herself."
Non-Prayerful
Kneeling
Wherein Janey kneels and we have our most intimate session to date...
Spring arrived and my romance with Janey, if it could be called such, didn't
seem to get past the bud stage of a new leaf. We had hot necking sessions and
she gave me an occasional handjob but she always had an excuse to avoid a 69
session. The only liberty of sorts beyond ordinary mutual masturbation that I
was getting was a regular opportunity to finger-fuck her ass. That became
almost as much a ritual as our sloppy kisses. And, if I couldn't overcome her
fear of pregnancy and fuck her cunt, maybe I could fuck her asshole?
I wasn't quite a novice... I'd buggered a girl in high school at her
suggestion and her reason was germane, it was safe as far as pregnancy was
concerned.
The school year was nearing its end and Janey's
graduation would be the culmination of her four years there. Was I going to get
into her? I hoped that there'd be an opportunity on her grad night but I wasn't
optimistic. And she was leaving for a summer job the next day. I was going
nowhere. I had to take a summer school course.
The grad ceremony was somewhat boring. Janey's
parents were there, of course, and we went to dinner with them the night
before. The grad dinner was enjoyable and for a change, Janey drank. She was
celebrating, I guess.
After dinner and some partying with friends Janey reluctantly went with me
to the nearby hotel where I'd taken a room. We were going to be apart for four
months and she agreed that we should make the most of our remaining time together.
Maybe she didn't mean to make as much of it as we did but...
"Please darling... you know you can trust me," I said pleadingly
as she resisted my attempt to take off her clothes. We were on the bed, the
room lighted only by an irregularly flashing neon sign outside. I already had
my pants off with my erection bulging out my undershorts. Janey's
dress was hanging over the back of a chair and her brassiere was unfastened but
still on and she was resisting my efforts to get her panties off.
"I know Joe but..." she half whimpered as I kissed the soft warmth
of her breasts. I couldn't help but compare her respectable D Cup mounds with
Debby's DD hooters but right then I had something else in mind.
"Please Joe," she whimpered as my lips began a slow traverse from
her nipples to her diaphragm to her slightly convex belly. The 'please' was
'please stop', not please let me, but I ignored it.
"Joe... Oh God Joe... we can't," she sobbed when I nosed down her
flimsy panties and to my delight; she raised her ass off the bed to let me peel
them down over her full thighs and all the way to her ankle.
"Haannh!" Janey
exclaimed when my tongue pushed at the top of her cuntal slit and her legs
parted easily to my demands. It was a matter of only one or two minutes until
my face was buried between her thighs and I was kneeling above her, my cock
slowly fucking her mouth.
I would look around occasionally to savour the sexy sight of my girlfriend
with her mouth straining to encompass the substantial girth of my member and I
had difficulty in restraining my desire to push into her throat. That would
take time and teaching but she was as capable of learning as Debby, wasn't she.
I was drooling saliva over her vulval area and my exploring fingers
conformed that her ass crack was flooding with
it. She bit me slightly when my finger popped past her anal sphincter but soon
I had two fingers inside and I had a triple-fuck going, cock in and out of her
mouth, tongue in and out of her cunt and fingers in and out of her ass. I had
drunk too much so, although my erection was strong, there was the beneficial
effect of dampening my libido. I could feel the pressure building in my balls
but it wasn't yet critical.
The same wasn't true for Janey. She too had drunk too much but in her case
the major effect was to reduce her inhibitions. Her lips and tongue were
playing on my throbbing tool and her fingers were gently fondling my dangling
testicles. She was breathing hard and I knew she was close to climax and I
decided it was time to make my move.
Without taking my fingers from her ass I pulled my cock from her mouth,
lifted my face from her juicy snatch and quickly rolled on top of her, my mouth
covering hers.
"No Joe! Oh No! Please!" Jeney cried out fearfully as my cock nestled in the
Vee of her widespread thighs. "You promised. You can't. Please stop."
Her words left no doubt that if I fucked her it would be against her will.
Against her moral will. But the loose action of her legs and the receptive tilt
of her pelvis told me that she wouldn't fight... that her lust was winning over
her morals. But I needed to have her consent.
"Please Janey... please," I pleaded. I'll just put inside, that's
all."
"No Joe... No... You won't be able to stop. Let me... my hand... my
mouth. Please Joe?"
I still had my fingers in her asshole as I asked, "There darling... can
we do it there," and I moved my fingers so she knew what I meant.
"But Joe? Is it? Can
you? Will it hurt? Is it safe?"
"For sure darling.
I'll be careful," I said softly as I rolled from her and urged her to roll
over. "If it hurts you I'll stop," I added. "Please Janey? Let's
do that?"
"How? What?" she
whimpered as I urged her to a kneeling position. "What do you want me to
do?"
Janey's compliance went well beyond what I
expected as I murmured, "That's the way darling... up on your knees...
yesss... rest your head on the pillow." She was in the perfect position
for buggering and I removed my fingers from her ass.
On the bedside table I had surreptitiously placed a tube of KY in case we
got to this stage. I reached over for it and squirted a generous dollop on my
outthrust cock. I had likely loosened her enough with my fingers but I didn't
want to hurt her. I smeared some of the excess lubricant over her nether
orifice and saw the glint from the reflection of the flashing light outside the
window.
I twirled one finger then two into her slippery anal rosette. Her ring of
muscles quickly relaxed, signaling her readiness. Removing my fingers, I
positioned my throbbing member at her winking orifice and pushed slowly. Janey's virgin ass resisted slightly at first. "Joe... ohh Joe. Don't hurt
me," she whimpered but the opening relaxed from the steady pressure and
the head of my cock entered her anus. Janey groaned, a low moan, and I paused
to allow her sphincter muscles to loosen.
As her ring gave way, I pushed again, slipping almost half my shaft inside
her. Then it seemed as if her anus sucked the rest of my shaft into her
gripping tunnel. My balls pressed against her pussy as I was fully planted in
her backdoor. I leaned forward, cupping her tits in my hands, mashing them up
against her chest. Then I reached under her to finger her clit.I felt her relax and grabbed her hips and
pulled her back, hard, while thrusting with my cock. I sank into her ass, all
the way, my balls banging her cunt. I began fucking her butt, slowly, feeling
it clamp down on me every time I moved inside her. Slowly and steadily, in and out, going ball deep with every stroke.
The pressure in my groin was huge and I knew I had to stop or I'd explode. I
stayed motionless but then Janey moved back and forth on my cock. She built a
rhythm that took the entire length of my cock. Her ass clamped my rod and drew
it into her and when I reached under her I found that her fingers were busy
massaging her honeypot.
"Are you close, darling? Are you going to cum?" My breathless
request was greeted by an increase in the tempo as she began moving her ass
faster and faster. I passed the point of no return and began the short strokes
of male orgasm.
"Joe... hannh Joe," Janey wailed and I felt a contraction, a hot
squeeze on my shaft as her movements became erratic and then she fell forward
on her belly. I wriggled between her ass pillows as I emptied my seed into the
dark, humid depths of her bowels.
"Thank you darling," I sighed a few minutes later when I rolled
from the warm, cushioning comfort of her ass. "Are you OK?"
"Oh Joe... it scares me. Thank you for not... like... doing it. Making me pregnant. I couldn't have
stopped you, you know."
"Did you like it this way?"
"Uh... yeah... did you?"
"It was wonderful Janey... not as good as you mouth and I'm sure not as
good as... you know... but thank you."
We slept together... really slept. I still had not accomplished the goal of
sleeping with her figuratively, the common euphemism for fucking her. I awoke
at first light which, at that time of year was likely about six A.M. And I had
a raging erection that was nestled in the warm clasp of Janey's
large ass cheeks.
She was laying spoon-fashion with me and it would have been easy... or at
least would have required little force, to knee her legs apart and direct my
cock to her virgin cunt. It was still juicily wet from last night's action and
my cock was still greasy from the KY. But I didn't take advantage of her. Not
directly, anyway.
"Darling." I
murmured as I pushed my cock between her warm thighs from behind. "It's morning and you're tempting
me."
With a soft moan Janey rolled over to face me and for a moment she recoiled
as my erect tool pushed on her belly. "Joe... oh Joe... what are you doing
to me?"
"Not as much as I want, darling. But we need a shower. Come."
Janey was compliantly acquiescent as we padded to the shower. I adjusted the
water temperature and she didn't resist when I drew her into the enclosure with
me.
"Mmmm... you're
still wet, darling," I said softly as I fingered her pussy and anus with a
soapy finger. "And I'm hard again," I added as I pulled her hands
down to my cock. "My cock doesn't have a conscience, sweetheart. He knows
you say no but he still wants to bury himself in your hot cunt."
"Joe! Don't say those things," Janey gasped in shock but I didn't
detect any serious objection when I bent my knees and lowered my cockhead to
the elevation of her pussy. Was she ready?
"Please darling," I said softly as I used one hand to guide my
throbbing tool closer to the soft, fat slippery cuntlips I was massaging.
"No Joe... you know I can't... I'm scared I'll get pregnant."
I concentrated my attention then on her anus, my finer slipping inside much
easier than ever before. I learned later that it wouldn't last but its dilation
by my thick organ had for the moment made it bigger.
"Come back to bed anyway dear," I murmured as I led her out of the
shower and toweled the two of us removing most of the water. I eased her naked
body onto the bed on her back, used my hand to spread her legs apart and then
mounted her as if I was going to fuck her. She was totally compliant and
probably I could have fucked her that morning but I didn't. My cock stood out
rampant and ready but as I lowered my hips to hers she sobbed.
"Joe... no... please
no... please don't."
The message I was hearing was that I could fuck her but afterwards (and
maybe during) she would be sad and unhappy. I wanted to fuck her, especially if
she was really still a virgin, but I wanted her to enjoy it. If she was sad or
remorseful afterwards, that was OK but I wanted her to fuck back at me with
cooperative vigour.
"Darling... I want to but I won't... but like last night... can we do
it that way?" As I asked the question I hooked my elbows under her knees
and opened her body for whichever assault I chose to make. With her thighs
spread wide apart, her knees raised high and her pelvis tilted I had cock-
access to her cunt or her asshole. But, as much as I wanted to be the first to
ever invade her juicy vaginal enclosure I knew that pleasure had to wait. On
this day I would take only the hot, carnal caress of her nether passage.
Her anus gaped slightly open either from being stretched by my fingers while
we were showering or maybe it was still dilated from being fucked last night. Janey's mouth gaped too as I smeared KY in and around her
asshole and on my rigidly ready tool.
"Am I hurting you darling," I asked as I eased my cock into her
rectum. My penis was somewhat chafed and tender from last night's massaging by
her virginally tight anal passage but I suspected that this morning she would
be looser. And I was right.
"Nah... hanh... no...
doesn't hurt," she
whimpered as I sank slowly into her until my pubic hair was pushing on her
sparse growth. I'd wanted to have her cunthairs
tangled with my bush for almost nine months but this was not exactly the
connection I'd planned. Damn. If I'd fucked her when we first met and her worst
fears had been realized she would be about to deliver a baby now. Hah.
Her knees were lifted right up to her tits but now as I withdrew a few
inches from the hot tightness of her anal passage I held her uptilted ass and
let her knees move to her shoulders. Janey's mouth
was open and as I began to fuck her ass her tongue projecting out pinkly moving
in and out with the same slow tempo of my ass-reaming thrusts.
I don't know what came over me then as I looked down at my girlfriend spread
out with my cock in her asshole and her fat cunt bulging out invitingly but I
said it anyway. "God, Janey... you look incredibly sexy with your lovely
ass tilted up... my cock in your asshole and your fat cunt sticking out like it
wants to be fucked."
"Don't... hunh,"
she grunted as I rammed hard into her, Don't
talk that way."
"But you do darling," I continued as I hammered her upturned ass.
"You look so sexy... so totally fuckable," and I realized that each
time I said a key word, cock, cunt etcetera, there was a perceptible spasm of
her rectum, a tightening as if it was a libidinous reaction to the word. Did
'dirty talk' turn her on? "You like being fucked, don't you Janey? You like
the feel of my cock in your ass?" And I punctuated each sex word with a
deep thrust into her delightfully tight but loosening anal passage.
"Nanh... hanh...
don't say hanh... those words," but despite her spoken denial her physical
response was unmistakable. Words turned her on.
"I love seeing your big tits jiggle when I ram into you," and as I
spoke her hand snaked down to feel my cock as it slid in and out of her
well-greased asshole. "And I love the way your asshole grips me when I say
fuck and cock and cunt," and as if on cue I felt the little squeezes the
words elicited. And then her fingers were on her pussy, rubbing, probing,
massaging.
"Yes darling... make it happen... make yourself cum," I urged and
her fingers began an almost frantic frigging of her fat cunt.
"Joe... hanh... Joe," Janey panted. "Hurry... yunh... hurry," and her
pelvis began to rotate and buck around the impaling cockspear.
My girlfriend's urgency communicated itself to my and I increased the tempo,
hammering her pneumatic ass with the force of my thrusts. "Cum Janey... cummm... cum with me," I urged as I entered the
short-stroke phase and I felt the wonderful heat in my groin.
"Nanh... hanh...
don't say hanh... those words," but despite her spoken denial her physical
response was unmistakable. Words turned her on.
"I love seeing your big tits jiggle when I ram into you," and as I
spoke her hand snaked down to feel my cock as it slid in and out of her
well-greased asshole. "And I love the way your asshole grips me when I say
fuck and cock and cunt," and as if on cue I felt the little squeezes the
words elicited. And then her fingers were on her pussy, rubbing, probing,
massaging.
"Yes darling... make it happen... make yourself cum," I urged and
her fingers began an almost frantic frigging of her fat cunt.
"Joe... hanh... Joe," Janey panted. "Hurry... yunh... hurry," and her
pelvis began to rotate and buck around the impaling cockspear.
My girlfriend's urgency communicated itself to my and I increased the tempo,
hammering her pneumatic ass with the force of my thrusts. "Cum Janey... cummm... cum with me," I urged as I entered the
short-stroke phase and I felt the wonderful heat in my groin.
"Hanh, hanh, hanh," she panted, "Yunh, yah, yaaannhhh!!"
She was cumming. There was no doubt. I felt the contraction of her rectal
passage communicated from the immediately adjacent vaginal channel and I
imagined how much more intense the spasms would be if my cock was in there. And
then I was thinking of nothing except the ecstasy of my orgasm as I pumped my
gism into her receptive asshole.
"Oohhh Gawwd Janey,
that was good," I moaned as I slowly fucked her clinging nether depths and
drained the last of my lust juices into her. "Was it good for you?"
Now wasn't the time to check again her reaction to fuck words. "I love you
darling."
"Oh Joe. I'm
embarrassed... ashamed. What are you doing to me?"
"I'm making love to you in every way you allow me to," I said
softly as I withdrew from her rectal opening. I looked down at the dark, gaping
orifice with a white gob of gism dribbling from it. I could see also the pinkly
projecting inner labia and the small opening of her cuntmouth that had
responded to her finger-fuck. Damn. If I'd held off my climax I could be in there
in a flash and when she accused me of betrayal I could make her believe it was
her own fault. But it was too late for now. I'd have to wait until the end of
summer.
"I know Joe... but you understand don't you? You know why I won't do...
you know... the other thing?"
"I understand, darling... but you're so sexy... so desirable," and
I finally let her put down her legs as I lay beside her and kissed her.
Later that morning there was a tearful goodbye as Janey left for a distant
summer job. She would return at the end of summer to commence full time
employment teaching in a place about 100 miles from the college town where I'd
remain.
Wherein obese Eileen succumbs to my honeyed blandishments and after
receiving her first ever oral homage she learns to deepthroat.
I was not exactly looking forward to summer, at least not looking forward to
any sexual satisfaction, not even of the handjob or oral type. I was staying
there for summer school as I attempted to obtain enough credits to complete my
degree in three years instead of four.
That evening I went as usual to the student run coffee shop where Janey and
spent many evenings. It was almost vacant except for my sometimes fantasy
partner the oversized young freshman, Eileen.
After I picked up a newspaper I went over to the table where she sat alone
and asked, "May I join you?"
"Sure Joe. I'd love that. I bet you'd rather be sitting with Janey
though, wouldn't you?"
She and Janey had become good friends during the year, partly because Janey
thought that Eileen was too naïve for her own good, or so Janey told me and
partly because Eileen's room was next to Janey's. As
these thoughts flashed through my mind something else did too. Eileen's appeal
was mostly my desire to find out what it would be like to fuck a really fat
girl and Eileen was certainly that. But now, as I looked at her thick-lipped
mouth I had a tremendous urge to fuck between those lips. But this was all idle
musing. She was Janey's friend so even if she
otherwise was available, which I doubted, I would be out of bounds for her. We
spent the evening talking about political news from the newspaper.
The next night was a continuation of the first except that our discussion
centered on religion and philosophy. And I continued to be libidinously
fascinated by her pretty, ripe mouth. I walked with her back to her residence
and wondered how she'd react if I led her to the dark corner where I'd often
necked with and more recently, fingered Janey. Had Eileen ever been fingered?
The following night was Friday and finally our conversation got around to
sex. Very gently and chastely but at least it was acknowledged
"I have to go on a diet," Eileen complained. "Nobody likes a
fat girl... no guys anyway."
"That's not right Eileen... I mean that's not correct. Rubens the
artist liked fat girls... and he's my favourite artist so I guess that means
that I like fat girls. And I definitely like you. I have all kinds of warm
dreams that involve you."
Eileen's face turned pink. "Hee
hee," she giggled
girlishly, "You're joking aren't you? I mean... like... you're Janey's guy and everything."
"I'm not joking Eileen. You're beautiful and sexy and desirable and I
fantasize about you. Have ever since I first saw you."
Her face was now seriously red and she appeared quite flustered. But she
definitely didn't look displeased. "But?
Like? What do you mean... fantasize about me? What kind of fantasies?"
"Can't you guess? Do you ever have fantasies about guys? At night...
like when you... you know what I mean."
"Uh... I don't know... I'm not sure... and I'm embarrassed to
ask."
"Would you like a drink... a gin and tonic maybe?"
"Uh... sure... but where can we get one?"
"I have a place. Did Janey ever tell you about the greenhouse?"
"Yeah... she said you guys went there to get out of the cold."
"Well it's kind of my home away from home and I have the making for a
drink there. What time do you have to be in tonight?"
"No limit tonight... Friday and Saturday nights are open... no
limit."
"Let's go then,"
and I took her hand and led her to my lair. Maybe the no limits would go beyond
just the hours to be out of residence.
"Mmmm... this
tastes good and it makes me warm," the girl said as she sipped the strong
drink I'd given her. "I never had a drink before you know. And I like
it." With that she drained the glass and, smiling cutely asked, "Can
I have just one more?"
"No problem." And as I mixed her another stiff libation my hopes
soared and my sex-hungry organ swelled. I handed her the drink and again sat
beside her on the sofa... but closer than before. Her fat thigh felt soft and
warm pressed against mine and I put my arm around her shoulders and drew her
upper body closer as well
"Uh Joe? What are you
doing?" Her long hair had fallen so that it covered one eye and she looked
at me out of the other with a serious expression on her face.
"I'm living one of my fantasies." I leaned over quickly and
pressed my mouth to hers. She didn't back away so I caressed her lips with my
tongue and when they didn't part I pushed between them. Her teeth blocked further
entry so I licked the underside of her lips and as I did so her arms went
around me and she hugged me. As I forced my tongue between her teeth I
suspected that it was not resistance to the kiss but rather inexperience that
made her appear reluctant. Perhaps, as Janey said, she was too naïve for her
own good. And I was unprincipled enough that I was happy to take advantage of
her naïveté.
Eileen was wearing a loose fitting sweater and loose pants with an elastic
waist. I got my right hand under the sweater and encountered the harness that
held her enormous, heavy breasts. I reached around behind her back to try to
unhook the brassiere while my tongue tangled wetly with hers.
"Hanh hanh hanh," she panted, sounding
like she was having a panic attack but I hoped her rapid breathing was for a
different reason. I managed to unhook her bra with one hand and was rewarded
with two huge naked fleshbags that flopped about under her loose sweater.
My left hand made its way under the elastic waistband of her pants and down
over the soft fleshrolls of her belly to a scantily bushed mons. Keeping my
mouth on hers I eased her down onto her back and tried to push my hand between
her fat thighs.
"Joe... hanh hanh hanh... oh Joe... hanh hanh hanh," she panted like an old fashioned
locomotive, "We shouldn't... can't."
"Please Eileen... let me look at you... let me see your beautiful
body... please?"
"But... but what about Janey?"
"She doesn't have to know... let me see you... please," and as I
begged I was already pulling her sweater off over her head and pushing her
pants and panties down over her thighs
"We shouldn 't...
hanh hanh hanh... I shouldn't," she
wheezed even as she lifted her fat ass to allow me to take off her clothes. And
then she was totally, completely naked as I helped her to a sitting position.
"My God Eileen... you're lovely... more beautiful than I you'd
be," and as I praised her she sat there looking nervous while I mauled her
fleshy opulence, her gigantic boobs, the fleshrolls of her belly and her
massive hips and thighs. I slid off the sofa and knelt before her, pushing her
knees apart and diving between her fat thighs.
"Joe... Oh God Joe... what are you doing?" she cried out as I
assaulted her plump pussy with my tongue. It was already wet from her aroused
condition and then her hands were on my head, pulling me closer.
"Joe... I love it... I love you... Oh God... I'm dying," the girl
moaned as she began to fuck my face with humping motions of her wide hips.
"Oh Joe... don't stop... don't ever stop," and her breathing
increased in rate and volume as I tongues her clit and slid a hand under her
ass to tease her anal rosebud.
I couldn't say anything and could barely breathe from the soft, wet
cuntflesh that almost smothered me. And then my head was sandwiched between her
fat thighs and I wondered if this was how I'd die. Along with the jiggles of
her loose flesh I felt deeper movements as buried muscles bulged and jittered
and twanged in the immensity of her release.
Her soft, ear-clasping thighs muffled her cries but I could hear them,
wordless grunts and whimpers and moans. I felt her fat cunt bulge and pulsate
and I could imagine how her vagina was contracting. And then her legs fell away
from their lock on my head as she gasped for breath.
"Was that good Eileen? Did you like it?"
"Oh Joe, you know it was. I've never felt like that before. Is there
something I can do for you... something to make you feel like I did?" She
ran her fingers through my hair. "Do you want to... like... fuck me?"
"God yes Eileen... but not tonight. I began pushing off my pants.
"I want you to kiss me like I kissed you... I want you to suck my
cock."
"Anything Joe... I'll do anything for you. But you have to show me...
tell me how."
I sprawled back on the foam pad and pulled the naked fat girl down on top of
me. The soft flesh of her belly compressed my rigid tool as I urged her to her
knees. "I want to watch you Eileen. I want to see what you do."
She rose to hands and knees and then she saw my upstanding erection.
"Joe! My God Joe! It's huge! I didn't know how big a man's thing is.
What do I do?"
"Put your mouth over it now," I told her. "Lips and tongue only. No teeth. Wrap your
fingers around the base to hold it steady."
The girl was staring as if hypnotized at my cock. Stretching her fingers
around the base, she squeezed it slowly, gently and instinctively began a
slight up-down motion. At least I think it was instinctive. "That's it,
pet," I murmured. "Hold me firm."
Eileen squeezed her eyes shut and opened her mouth as wide as she could.
Bending lower she used her hands blindly to guide my shaft between her lips.
"Slowly," I cautioned her, my voice soft, careful. "Don't
choke yourself on it."
Inch by inexorable inch, she lowered her head and I saw and felt her take my
cock into her mouth. Without further instruction she curled her tongue around
it as it slipped into her. She was a little more than half way down when she
stopped.
"That's good Eileen... wonderful," and I put my hands on her head
as gently I urged her to take more.
The girl tried to back off and I let her. I thrilled as slowly her lips slid
clingingly up my length and around the ridge, over the curve, to meet in a kiss
at the very tip. And then her lips parted to draw me in again.
"Keep it slow," I murmured, shifting slightly beneath her.
"That's my girl. Slow and hot."
I started to move beneath her, fucking up into her mouth and feeling the hot,
wet saliva that drooled profusely along my cockshaft onto my pubis and over my
ball sack.
"Glangh," she
gagged when my cocktip bumped the back of her mouth and she backed away.
I could feel urgency returning but I didn't want to cum yet. "Tilt your
head Eileen. When you feel my cock at your throat keep going but swallow. Try
to take me all the way in."
"Glangh." She
gagged but bravely she continued down and I felt that indescribable thrill one
gets when a girl's throat encloses an uncircumsized
cockhead.
"Yanh! Oh God yes Eileen! Like that," I cried out.
Take it all. And then her nose was pushing into my pubis, her lips wrapped
around the base of my cock.
Her eyes were open now, looking up at me as best they could considering her position."
Swallow now, pet. Swallow with my cock in your throat."
"Glunh... glanh," sounded from her
throat and I suspect that with each swallow sound a cry of pleasure emanated
from my own mouth. She didn't have Debby's skill... yet... but I expected that
she'd be at least as good by the end of the summer. And I was already planning
to make Eileen my summer project.
"That's the way doll... slow and
deep... up and down and swallow," and she did as I told her,
gradually continuing to increase the pace, making me warmer with each stroke.
Wet slushy sounds added to the salaciousness of the scene and then she
collapsed her cheeks on the next upward stroke, actively sucking against me,
adding a subtle pressure to the friction.
"Oh my God yes Eileen! Oohhh yesss!" and with a moan she stroked
downward again. On the next upward stroke, she repeated the suction, harder
this time.
I don't think she was ready for what happened next. She must have felt the
tensing of my body but she was on an upward stroke, accompanied by a squeezing
of her fingers around the base of my shaft when I spurted a flood of semen into
her mouth. Reflexively she tried to back away but anticipating her reaction I
held her. But only for a moment.
"Glanngh... glunngh... glanngh," she gurgled as I gushed semen into
her mouth and she swallowed it. After that first reaction she dove back down
and with hollowed cheeks and pumping fingers she milked my spouting organ. Her
big, fat body shook with great, lurching convulsions as I emptied my seed in
her mouth.
I held my cock as she finally released it from her warm lip-grip and her
head fell back, her mouth open and a stream of unswallowed cum drooled over her tongue to fall on
her big tits.
"My God Eileen, you're a marvel. How long did it take you to learn
that?"
"Hanh... Joe... I never... never
did any of this before. You're the first guy to really kiss me."
I lifted her up and held her naked body
close. Yes I was going to fuck her... likely break her cherry...
but not tonight. I wanted to be rested, recharged and ready when that happened.
I helped her dress and it was clear that she had no desire for more adventures
this night. I mauled her soft flesh though, and showered her with compliments
while I helped her dress and I got the response I wanted. She was clingily affectionate and totally
malleable. I'd had her mouth-cherry and I'd get her cunt-cherry and likely her
ass-cherry before summer was over.
Wherein Eileen surrenders her cherry
to me without qualms.
In the back of my mind I'd been plotting to take Eileen back to the
greenhouse the next night and sample her fat cunt. Things didn't work out that
way. Maybe the excitement of Friday night was too much for her or perhaps it
was just a common virus but whatever it was, my fat companion was feverish and
too ill to have coffee, let alone her first fuck.
By the following Friday she was fully recovered and I could tell that she
was anxious for further explorations of the sexual variety. Still we waited until
nine P.M. so we would be less obvious going into the greenhouse.
"Do you bring Janey here?"
"Sometimes," I said as I unlocked the door.
"Have you done stuff... like what we did last week?"
"It wouldn't be right for me to tell, would it? What's between you and
me is private and so is what is between Jamey and me." I led her to the
sofa.
"Yeah, I guess so but... like..." and I kissed her and stopped her
from talking. Eileen had definitely learned well. Her soft lips parted and her
mouth opened wide and her tongue was as aggressive as mine. I was wasting no
time for while we stood, our mouths locked wetly together I began undressing
her.
"Are you going to take off all my clothes?" The girl broke off our
kiss to ask but made no effort to restrain me.
"That's the only way I can see your beautiful body dear," I said
as I opened her brassiere and hefted her huge mammaries. She offered her mouth
to me again while I pushed down her pants and then we had to break the kiss so
I could remover her and bra.
"Do you really think my body is beautiful?" Completely naked now,
Eileen knelt on the foam pad and looked at me with an innocent expression.
"Truly beautiful,"
and I knelt beside her and began kissing her breasts.
"You too... I want to see you Joe," and she opened the buttons of
my shirt.
I quickly took off all my clothes too and when my raging erection came into
view she looked at me shyly. "Can I touch it?"
"Sure baby... touch it... kiss it... hide it. Whatever."
Almost reverently she reached out and caressed my cock with her warm hand.
Already pre-cum was leaking from the little hole in the tip and she touched it,
smeared it on the tautly stretched skin.
I cupped her fat pussy with one hand and it felt like her own juices were
virtually flowing from her as my palm was suddenly soaked with the hot, oily
effusion.
"Are you going to... like... fuck me?"
"Would you like that?"
"Uh... I'm kinda scared. It's so big. Will it hurt? Will it fit inside
me?"
"Have you ever been fucked, Eileen?" As I asked I lay down and
drew her big, fat body over me.
"No... you know I
haven't... I'd never really been even kissed... really kissed until you kissed
me last week. I bet you've done it... lots. Did you fuck Janey?"
"I've done it before but not with a girl like you. I want you on top...
so I can see you... and that way you can be in control."
With my guidance she awkwardly climbed astride my hips being careful to stay
away from my upstanding fuckpole.
"Remember dear, you're in charge," I said as I placed her hands on
my cock. "I want you to guide it in to your lovely, hot cunt. Are you
really a virgin? Haven't you even had a vibrator inside?"
Eileen sat up straight and taking both hands moved my long, thick staff so
that the plum-like knob was lodged at the opening of her fat, young body. She
looked directly at me, a look of intense concentration on her face as she
lowered her hips.
"Oh God, Joe. It's
going to hurt me... to kill me," and she paused when her fat cuntlips
barely enclosed the bulbous knob.
"Yes baby... oohhh yesss... that feels so good," I moaned as I
played with her large, soft breasts. Her nervousness combined with her
frightened acquiescence gave me a thrill of power. The exciting feel when her
spongy cuntflesh contacted the sensitive tip of my tool almost cause me to lose
patience and thrust hard up into the fat girl's vestal passage.
"Oh yes baby... that's it... oohhh yesss," I moaned as ever so
slowly Eileen lowered her broad hips. She had a look of sheer concentration on
her face but she maintained eye contact with me. She took no more than an inch
into her and then stopped. I could feel the delightful tightness of her pussy
around the head of my cock. It was hot, wet, and tight as OJ's glove. After
a few seconds, the moved down a little more before pausing.
"It's starting to hurt, Joe. Does that mean... like... are you about to
break me?"
"Yeah baby... oohhh yeah... do it Eileen... fuck me," I urged and
I grabbed her hips and pulled her down.
"Eeech!" she
squealed as her hymen ruptured and her cockskinning
tightness engulfed almost all of my eight-plus cock inches. Her pretty mouth
gaped open at the shock and her head tilted back.
"Oohh yeah
darling... you're sooo good," I murmured.
"Does it hurt?"
"Ummm!" was
the only sound she made. All this time she
continued to stare into my eyes, as if seeking a reflection of what was going
on at the juncture of our bodies. After a few more seconds pause,
Eileen sat down fully on my cock.
Her plump mons ground briefly against my bush and then she raised up slightly as if it had
hurt. I could see three little streams of blood running down over the visible
part of my cockshaft and if I hadn't known it before, her cherry juice
confirmed that she'd just lost her virginity.
Eileen sighed and whispered, "Oh, God!" She then leaned over,
brushing her huge, pendulous breasts lightly against my chest. I pulled her
down and her mouth crushed against mine and she tongued my mouth and seemed to
try to take all my lips into her mouth and suck on them. She broke our kiss,
and whispered, "Joe, it's all the way in. I can feel you filling me up
with your hardness. I can feel every little ridge on your cock and feel it
throbbing with each of your heartbeats. I'm so happy that you're fucking me. It
just feels sooo gooo-ood."
Eileen sat up straight again, and we stayed in the position, without moving excpt for my continuing mauling
of her fat flesh, for several long minutes. Eileen's breathing slowed to near
normal, and we both rested from the penetration effort. Eileen looked down at
me and regained the direct eye contact. While she looked into my eyes, she
smiled softly, secretly, with an almost beatific expression. Her cunt was still
so tight around my cock I wondered if I'd be able to move it. Every ripple and
spasm of her pussy also swept through my cock, as if we were one person, each
completely a part of the other. When (if) I got Janey's
cherry would it be the same?
It was as if Nature took over and newly devirginated Eileen couldn't hold
still any longer. She began little pelvic movements, small jerks and little
circles, barely perceptible up and down movements. My hips reciprocated, and I
made my own motions, matching pace with Eileen's. She was demonstrating an
instinctive talent and soon she was moving up and down about three inches. Each
motion brought me intense pleasure, with Eileen's glove-tight pussy grabbing
and stroking my cock with each movement. My pre-cum flow coupled with her
feminine pussy cream lubricated her pussy walls, and the hot flow together with
our passion fires made me feel as though a hot fire burned at the point of our
sexual junction.
"I can't believe how good this feels! It's heavenly!" Eileen
moaned.
"Oh, Joe, I knew it would good. I knew you would make it good like
this." Eileen continued her movements, each stroke getting longer and
longer. All of my eight or so inches moved in and out of her, bumping her
cervix and eliciting a guttural grunt at the nadir of her downstroke. She
pushed down hard to the base, bush meeting almost bald mons, and then up to
where the head was almost ready to pop out. Eileen's breathing was growing
faster again, and her breath was beginning to come in gasps, not just from the
effort but also from the way she was obviously climbing up the scale toward
climax.
"Hanh Hanh Hanh," she panted and I felt
the pressure growing in my groin. Coukd
I hold back until she came? I doubted it.
"Joe? Hanh! Joe? It's Cumming," she gasped and her movements
ceased as she ground down on me. I could feel her cervix against my cocktip and
then there was first a twitch, then a contraction of her tightly clasping
passage. "Do it! Hanh! Help me!"
I knew what she wanted and I began to hum up at her while I held her fat
hips and made her shift from side to side to give a spiral action to her
fucking. She was whimpering from exertion and passion and the tiny muscles in
her vagina were like a soft milkmaid's hand on my cock. My explosion seemed to
involve my whole lower body but the sensation was concentrated in my deeply
buried prick. I know I grunted and groaned and all I could do for her was to
hold her down so that I was in her to the maximum depth I could reach. I felt
the heat of my semen surrounding my cock as I pumped and she milked my lust
cream up into her deflowered interior.
"Awesome," Eileen gasped as she fell forward to mash her fat
breasts and belly to mine. "Absolutely
awesome. You're a wonderful guy, Joe."
"You're good Eileen... you make love beautifully. It was fantastic for
me too."
She lay atop me for several minutes, still connected cock-in-cunt and we
kissed and nuzzled in the sated aftermath of our coupling. Finally, as my
erection wilted, it slipped out of her cum-drenched vagina and with a sigh she
got off me.
"I know you're not going to tell me but I wonder a lot if you've fucked
Janey yet. Did you? Please tell me."
"It shouldn't matter to you Eileen. I've made love to you, that's all that matters."
She sat beside me on the foam pad; her legs out straight and brazenly
displayed her freshly devirginated cunt. The tender labia that had so recently
been closed, the twin lions guarding the gate to her virtue were now slightly
separated with a drying trickle of her vestal blood oozing from there along
with a whitish drool, evidence of my lustful ejaculation. "You didn't make
love to me, Joe. You fucked me. You rammed that big cock up into my innocent
cunt and fucked me. And I loved every bit of it. I hope Janey doesn't let you
fuck her because then you'll want to fuck me."
I was speechless although the crude words spewing from her pretty mouth
aroused me. "You're more than a quick fuck, Eileen. I like you a lot. I'd
never do anything to hurt you," and I reached out and pulled her down and
kissed her.
That was all we did that night and soon I took her back to her residence.
"You know Joe that I'm yours," she said softly at the door. You
can do whatever you want with me... to me, and I'll never get between you and
Janey. You've made me feel so good... so satisfied... so good about myself... I
don't know how I'll ever repay you."
"You're a sweet girl Eileen... and I'm glad that you feel good about
yourself. You're beautiful and sexy and intelligent and you should feel good
about yourself." I gave her one more
deep, tongue-thrusting kiss and we parted.
Fabulous
Fat Fuck
Wherein I mount Eileen's obese body and she gives me a hot ride.
We saw each other three evening the next week but our actions and
conversations were those of platonic friends. Until Friday night.
"Are you going to take me to the greenhouse tonight?"
"Would you like to go there?"
"Is the Pope a Catholic? Of course I'd like to go there. I need to find
out what stuff you're going to teach me next."
"I'm going to get you drunk and ravish you," I whispered with a
smile. "I'll ply you with liquor and then take advantage of your drunken
condition to despoil your virtue and commit unspeakable acts of depravity with
you. So maybe you shouldn't come with me?"
"Hee hee," she giggled.
"It's too late. You've already despoiled my virtue. And I want to find out
what unspeakable acts of depravity you're going to commit. You've already made
me suck that big cock of yours so that's not it.
"You're incredible Eileen. Beautiful, sexy and intelligent and you have
a sense of humour. And you're a great cocksucker,
too."
We made our way to the greenhouse and, as promised, I had alcohol again. This night though it was not gin.
It was pure grain alcohol that I'd stolen from the laboratory but I had Tonic
to mix it with. Obviously though I didn't need alcohol to soften up my new friend
for seduation.
"I really want to know what you do with Janey. She's my friend too, you
know."
"You know I can't tell you... she wouldn't like it any more than she'd
like the fact that you and I have become such close friends."
"Hanh! I'm not sure
how well you know her. She never says anything directly but she sort of hints
at stuff. Like, before I found out for real I knew you had a big cock... but I
didn't know how big a big cock really was. And I'm pretty sure that she's
sucked it too. Did she?"
"C'mon Eileen. You
can't imagine how sexy you are when you talk like that. But I can't tell you
about me and Janey. All I can say is that what we've done together... you and
me... is hugely more pleasurable than anything sexual I've done with
Janey." That wasn't entirely true. Getting Janey to suck my cock had been
intensely pleasurable but her edge over Eileen's fantastic performance was the
triumph I felt when she reluctantly yielded to my lewd desire...
We entered the greenhouse and I mixed drinks and we sat together on the
sofa. I tend to do things without talking about them but Eileen liked to talk
first.
"What are you going to do to me tonight? Are you going to want me to
get on you and fuck you so I have to do all the work?" She smiled as she
said that, "or do you want me on my knees sucking your cock and being your
total sex slave?" Her hand was on my thigh, working its way closer to my
growing erection.
"Well dear... both things sound great... but I'd like to be on top of
you... so you know that I'm the one in charge. I'm the boss. So get undressed
and I'm going to fuck that superb body of yours."
"I thought you'd never ask... or order," Eileen said with a smile
as she began to strip off her clothes." "Janey must have got pretty
cold doing this in the winter."
I reached over and began mauling her boobs and her belly flesh while she
continued to strip off her clothes. "Maybe it was too cold for this... but
it would never be too cold with you baby. You'd heat up a coliseum, you're so
hot."
"You get undressed too, Joe. I want to look at that weapon you use to
assault and defile innocent, young girls." And as I pushed down my pants
to release my semi-erect penis her hands were on it.
Soon we were both naked and lying side by side on my pseudo-bed, the bed I'd
made originally to seduce Janey. Hadn't achieved that but it had sure worked
with Eileen.
I pushed Eileen onto her back, which was easy since she had been lying on
her side as we talked. I looked for a toehold because her big frame was going
to be hard to stay atop of. I moved her a bit so I could use the sofa as my
purchase and then mounted her legspread body.
"Oh Joe, she murmured as she reached down and held my cock. "If you hadn't had that huge
cock in my cunt already I'd never believe I could take it."
"Are you afraid? Do you want me to stop?"
"Hah!! Do you want me to kill you? Fuck me Joe! Ram that big cock into
me! You stole my innocence so now you have to pay. Fuck me!"
I needed no invitation. I took her by the shoulders and laid her on her
back. She spread her thick legs wide and reached up to me as I mounted her
oversized body. Her hand was already on my cock, guiding it in as if she'd been
fucked many times instead of only the one time just a week ago.
"I'm glad your cock is big, Joe. Do all guys have big cocks?"
"No dear. Some are bigger than mine but many are smaller."
"Maybe I need a big cock like yours because I'm so fat," she said
with a tinge of sadness.
"When you spread open like you are now baby, a smaller cock will give you all you
need." But I wasn't at all sure of that. There was a lot of blubber to
push through to get really close to her. Supporting my upper body away from
hers and guided by her warm fingers I began to enter her steamy, wet twat. I
looked down lewdly at the sight of her so recently virginal cuntmouth spreading
to accommodate my size. Damn, this was sweet tail, I mused.
"I don't know if I can believe you or not Joe... but it doesn't matter.
I have you for the summer... don't
I?"
"You have me and I have you and I want to fuck your big ripe body all
that I can," and as I spoke I mauled and caressed her fat belly flesh, her
big, floppy tits and I bent down to kiss her pretty mouth.
"Joe... I want you in me... all the way in me," and she wriggled
her broad hips around my barely penetrating tool.
"That feels good Eileen... so hot and tight. Tilt your hips dear. Then
I can get in deeper."
"Oh Joe. I love
having you inside me. I feel so safe... so cared for when we're truly
connected. You're so sweet... so gentle. Janey is a lucky woman."
Eileen was looking up at me with big, adoring eyes and scaring me with her
words. I wanted to fuck her but I didn't want her in love with me. "Oh
baby... I've never been in a cunt as hot and tight as yours. I love seeing how
your tender cuntlips hug my cock. Soft and sweet just like your other
lips."
"Joe... please... fuck
me. I want it... need it... please."
"God Eileen, you're a sexy woman. You drive me wild when you talk like that," and I rammed my cock
all the way into her fat body, the force of my thrust causing her flesh to
jiggle like jello.
"Hunngh!" the
girl grunted as my hips hammered hers and my invading cock punched at her
cervix. And then I began the seesaw, up and down fucking motion, twisting my
pelvis so as to increase the pleasure. And pleasure it was. This obese girl
still had a wonderfully tight cunt and the clinging feel of her soft, fleshy
body under me was a new experience...
I lay down on her fat body and rubbed our naked bodies together. The
greenhouse wasn't that warm but we were both wet with sweat and our slick skins
slipped and slid against each other. I hooked my elbows under her knees and
lifted her heavy legs, spreading them wide apart so she was totally open to me
and I could get maximum penetration.
Eileen wrapped her arms around my shoulders and neck and held me tight. Her
legs came up and I felt her heels on my back as I got a toehold on the sofa. I
thrust into her fiercely and evoked a breathless grunt each time my hips slammed
against her fat-padded pelvis.
"Gunnh... gunnh... gunnh," the girl grunted with each bruising
plunge into her tight fuckwell. "Gunnh...
good... gunnh...
good," she chanted and then she began to rock her big ass in perfect
harmony with my thrusts. Her rhythmic motions imparted a squeezing action to
her vagina and added hugely to my pleasure. It was like fucking a soft,
malleable human pillow, her ample flesh engulfing me, her belly and breasts
rolling under me as I ploughed her juicy furrow.
"Yunh... hurry... yunh... hurry," she paanted and her movements became
almost frantic. She was moving her hips in circles and thrusting her pussy at
my cock and she was crying and moaning at the same time, ecstatic sounds of almost
unbearable pleasure. She was as excited as any girl I'd ever fucked and more
excited than most inexperienced ones. Damn, she was good.
I know that I too was groaning in pleasure and when I brought my face close
to hers our mouths hungrily sought each other, our tongue thrusts imitating the
action below. I reached under her and grasped her huge buttocks. I caressed and
kneaded them and managed to get my fingers down their deep crease. I got a
finger on her anal rosebud which was wet and slippery from a combination of her
sweat and our combined juices that were leaking out from her cock-plugged cunt
and following a path to her asshole. My finger popped past the sphincter and
the novel stimulation caused her to hump up harder.
Even though the thick layer of fat I felt it when the muscles in Eileen's
buttocks clinched, drawing tight and hard. Simultaneously her cuntsheath
clamped down on my cock, almost immobilizing it. She jerked her mouth from mine
and cried, "Oh, God! I'm there! I'm cumming... I'm cumming so hard!"
Her big, fat buttocks started quivering and great spasms made her big belly
bulge and shake. My middle finger was up to the third knuckle in her ass as I
felt the hot contractions of her cunt on my cock.
I lifted her legs straight up in the air and drove into her pussy, over and
over, like a pile driver driving steel. My climax was building up fast and my
cock began the throbbing and swelling that occurs just before orgasm. Eileen
looked up at me as if she felt the change and started reciprocating, pushing
him higher and higher. Suddenly I was there, over the edge, cumming hard. I
could feel the hot gism flow over and around my cock even as the fat girl slumped
down under me.
Eileen whispered, "I can feel you cumming, Joe. God, it's so hot. Oh, Joe,
I love it. I love being fucked." Eileen looked up at me. There was
something like hero worship in her eyes.
"Eileen, that was better than any fantasy could ever be. You're a
fabulous fuck."
Eileen nodded, and smiled. "What am I going to do when summer's over?
Can you fuck both me and Janey? I won't tell her."
"We'll figure something out dear," I said softly as I planted an
almost chaste kiss on her pretty mouth.
Anal
Acquiescence
Wherein I initiate Eileen's nether portal and then she rides me again.
On Saturday I went to visit my parents for the weekend and during the week
was a repeat of the previous week. Friday was also a repeat but with fewer preambles.
We went to the greenhouse as darkness set in and on the sofa we began with our
grain alcohol and tonic highballs.
"You're corrupting me, you know."
"What do you mean, Eileen?"
"I mean you're plying me with alcohol and I'm underage for drinking. You've
had your way with me... in more than one way. I'm not an innocent, young virgin
any more. And the worst thing you've done is make me want to be abused the way
you do."
As she spoke my hand worked its way up under the kilt she wore that night
and discovered that Eileen, like Scots, was natural. She wore no panties. I
discovered also when my fingers fondled her fat cunt that she was already
juicy, ready to be fucked.
"It's all your fault
Eileen. It's because you're so beautiful... so sexy... so fuckable that I
couldn't resist you. And you wanted me to have my way with you... or have my
ways with you." As I rambled my fingers were busy undoing the waist of her
kilt and the buttons of her blouse. She was braless as well as pantyless so by the time I was finishing my oral ramble I
was removing her blouse and skirt and she was naked. "But I haven't
finished with you Eileen. I got your mouth cherry and your cunt cherry but you
have one more cherry that I'm going to pluck... tonight."
"Oh God Joe. Are
you?" she asked as we sprawled together on the floor, "Are you going
to do it in my bottom?"
"I'm not going to do it in your bottom dear. I'm going to fuck that
beautiful big ass of yours," and as I said that I reached behind her,
pushed my hand between her melonlike asscheeks and fingered her anus.
"You're awful, Joe. I don't know why Janey puts up with you. Is it
because you've got a big cock?
"Is that why you put up with me?"
I was nestled spoon fashion against her voluptuous ass, one hand stroking
her pendulous breasts, the other fingering her juicy cunt. Words were not
required. I lifted her upper leg and angled my hips so that my erection was
between her legs and pressing on her pussy.
"Are you going to fuck my cunt," Eileen asked as she guided my
cock between her cuntlips. "Whah!
What about hanh! My ass?"
Her question was punctuated by her grunts as I drove my cock to her innermost
depths and began to fuck her.
"I'm just lubricating my cock... oiling it so it will slide in
easier."
"Mmmm... feels good
Joe," she sighed as I began to fuck her cunt and reached around to squeeze
and caress her fleshy breasts and belly. "Yeah
Joe... like it when you fuck me and finger me at the same time."
Eileen began pushing back at me, matching my rhythm and adding her own fingers
to mine on her pussy.
"Damn, you're a fast learner Eileen. Are you sure you were a virgin for
me?"
"Don't joke about that Joe. You know I was and it was important to me.
Was it important to you?"
"Of course it was dear. It's a special feeling to be first...
especially with a girl as lovely as you."
"I don't know whether to believe you or not Joe but when you have that
big cock inside me I don't think straight. Was Janey a virgin?"
"Maybe... but if she was, she still is," and I put my arms around
her middle and hauled her back at me hard.
"Hunnh!" she
exclaimed as got another two inches into her. "How many other virgins have
you had?"
"Get on your hands and knees Eileen. You're still partly a
virgin."
"Hee hee, you're awful Joe," she
giggled as I pulled out of her cunt and she rolled over on her belly and
positioned herself as directed.
"You have a wonderful ass, dear. It's going to be a great cushion when
I'm into it." As I spoke I guided my cock between her fat asscheeks and
she looked back at me with obvious apprehension.
"Is it going to hurt? It looks too big to go in?"
"Bigger things have come out of there than I'm putting in," I
said, plagiarizing a line from a classic porn movie. "It may hurt a bit at
first... tell me if you want me to stop."
"Just rest your pretty head dear," I said softly as I pushed her
shoulders down. "Keep that wonderful ass up like it is and it'll go in
easy."
"Have you fucked Janey's ass? I bet you have
but you're not going to tell meeeee."
Eileen's query ended on a fearful wail as the bulbous knob of my cock pushed
on her sphincter and her ass retreated forward to escape. I grasped her hips
and steadied her.
"Relax Eileen... hold still... unless you want me to stop?"
"Nah... no... don't stop... I'll hold
still."
Eileen even bravely pushed her big ass back at me and her sphincter suddenly
yielded as such muscles tend to do and the head of my cock was gripped with
viselike tightness in the hot portal of her ass.
"Eeechh... Joe... hold it," she quavered.
"It's hurting me."
"OK Eileen... if it makes you feel better it's hurting me too. Damn,
you have a tight ass."
"Is that bad, Joe? I mean, do you like me? Like my ass?"
"Tight is always good in fucking, dear. So you're great. You have a
tight cunt and a tight ass and your mouth is so good that tight doesn't
count."
"It's OK... you can put more in," she said timidly. "Just do it slow."
I straightened up so I could look at our connection. Her anus was stretched
open around the shaft of my cock and there was no sign of the pucker of an
unfucked anus. I slowly pushed inward and savoured the heat of her rectal
passage. Inch by thick inch I dilated the bowel tube and listened to the girl's
sharp intakes of breath as I went deeper.
I leaned forward and reached under her to maul her big, pendulous breasts
and finger her juicy twat.
"Am I gonna cum," she panted. "Are you going to make me cum
like this?"
"Hope so baby,"
and I felt her push back harder. Her ass was so tight that I wondered ejaculate
although I knew that my gism would force itself out no matter how tight she
was. And even as we fucked the usual loosening of the anal passage became
evident.
Joe... hanh... lover... hanh... think I'm hanh... gonna cum," the
fat-assed girl panted and she sort of slumped forward. I was held comfortably
on her melonlike buttocks as I began the short strokes of my own imminent
climax.
"Yeah baby... cum... cum with me," I urged as I felt her clitoris
sort of bulge as, like a little cock, it does with the onset of orgasm.
"Yunh... hunh... yunh... cumming... I'm cumming," Eileen gasped
and she looked back at me, her face a mask of feral passion.
"Ohhh yeah," I groaned as I rammed into her writhing ass.
"Oohhh baby... yeah," and the heat of my climax seemed to pervade all
of me from my knees to my chest. I forced my hips between her huge buttocks and
got as deep into her bowels as I could reach and just then her rectal tube
contracted.
"Hanh hanh hanh," Eileen grunted from
the force of my short, vicious strokes as I pumped my gism into her spasming
asstube.
"Good Eileen... you're a sex machine," and I backed off somewhat
to look again at our connection. Her ass had loosened but that was not visible
at the entrance. What was visible was a dribble of white gism that had extruded
from her tightly plugged anal channel. And as I looked lustfully at the lewd
evidence of our sex act Eileen looked back with a pained expression.
"Joe? Oh God, Joe? What have you made me into? I'm like a whore."
"Don't say that Eileen," I consoled as she slumped forward and I
lay comfortably on her huge, soft ass. "You're a lovely girl with normal
urges. You're beautiful... lovely... and you're a wonderful fuck." My cock
was numb but I managed a few thrusts into her as if to confirm what I'd just
said. And this is the most comfortable ass I've ever been on... or in,"
and I sprawled heavily on her cushioning buttocks.
"I want to believe you, Joe. Maybe I would if you'd tell me about you
and Janey."
"How... or why would that help?
"Uh, I don't know. Maybe then I'd believe that you trust me so then I
can trust you? It would make a difference in how I feel about you... and about
me. I don't have any curfew tonight so can I have another drink."
"Great. I hate to drink alone," and I poured two stiff ones. We
were sitting on the floor or more precisely, my pseudo bed. We were also both
naked but I had modestly draped my shirt over my limp and well serviced tool.
Eileen on the other hand was sitting with her fat legs widespread and her bare
pussy open to my gaze.
"See what you've done to me. I used to be shy and modest and you've
made me into a brazen hussy. And look at my cunt. Before you got to me those
lips were close together and cute. Now they're gaping open... you've stretched
them with your big cock and I want another drink."
I drained my glass to catch up with her and poured stiff drinks for both of
us. She was right. Her inner labia were visible and they gaped slightly and
maybe they hadn't looked like that when she was a virgin.
"Thanks... I want to get drunk. I'll be your drunken whore. If you've
made my cunt spread open like that I wonder what my asshole looks like. I wish
we had a mirror. Do you want to fuck your whore some more... I bet when you
fuck me you pretend that I'm Janey. Do you? Get me another drink."
Two more drinks and we were both drunk and that's when I lost discretion and
finally talked to Eileen about Janey.
"I told you Eileen that I think you're a lovely and sexy girl with a
beautiful body and face. You're kind, gentle and intelligent. And I don't think
of Janey when I'm fucking you. I think of you and your dig tits and your tight
cunt and... I'm sorry Eileen. You make me so horny I can't stop myself... even
after you've fucked my brains out like right now." And with that long (and
drunken) discourse I took the shirt from my lap to display a glorious erection.
"I want to believe you Joe," and the girl reached across to grasp
my erect cock. "I want to believe you and I want you to fuck me but
because you don't trust me I can't trust you."
"What do you want me to do?" I hefted one of her huge, heavy
breasts.
"Tell me Joe... have you fucked her?"
"No Eileen. I haven't fucked her. Not in her cunt."
"Did you fuck her up the ass then," the girl asked, her eyes lighting
with excitement. "Oh Joe... tell me you did. Tell me you got the
goody-goody bitch on her knees and fucked her that way."
"Yes Eileen... but only once. The last night we were together. I
thought you were her friend. You sound as if you don't like her?"
"I'm her friend and what I said was the liquor talking. But sometimes I
got annoyed because she wouldn't tell me more about you and when I suggested
that you guys were doing it... fucking... she acted like it was the worst thing
in the world. Was she good? Did she cum while you had her that way?"
"Yes dear. She came," and I began fondling her fat, open-lipped
pussy. "And I'm going to fuck you again tonight... in that fat, tight cunt
of yours."
"Did Janey ever suck your cock?"
"Just two times."
"I wish I could have seen it. Was she on her knees? Was she a sex-slave
like I am?"
"No dear, she wasn't on her knees. And you're a much better
cocksucker."
"Did she let you cum in her mouth?"
"Only the first time... and she didn't exactly let me. I got carried away
and wouldn't let her stop."
"Oh good! I wish I
could have seen it. Did she swallow?"
"Yeah... most of it."
"Are you ready to fuck me some more?"
"You'll have to do the work," and I lay on my back with my cock
standing up like a thick flagpole.
"Mmmm... Nice
cock," Eileen said softly, looking at it with open mouthed lust on her
pretty, round face. "Nice 'n big 'n hard... nice to fuck me
with... again." Her warm hands caressed my hard length, her
fingers stopping to play with the sculpted, sensitive head and the little hole
now oozing juice on it's own.
Occasionally, her hands would move farther down and feel my balls, rolling them
between her fingers. For a girl who'd only lost her cherry a couple of weeks
ago she sure knew how to turn a man on.
"You're a horny bitch aren't you Eileen," I said with a smile as I
cupped the front of her mound with my right hand and slid my middle finger into
her gaping fuckhole, finger-fucking her cum-drenched, greasy portal while she
licentiously played with my prick with her fingers.
"I never dreamed that as soon as Janey left you'd make me her
substitute... well maybe I dreamed it but I never expected it." Eileen
bent down and kissed the wet tip of my cock and continued, "I might've
dreamed that you'd make love to me... that my fingers were this cock... but I
had no idea how big it was... or that you'd not only get it into my pussy but
that I'd suck it and you'd shove it up my ass," and while she spoke she
rose up and mounted me.
Eileen reached down with her right hand and grasped my hard shaft, pointing
and guiding it to her dripping sex. She lowered her body down until I could
feel the heat and wetness from her slit as the tip of my cock pushed aside her
cunt lips and entered her tight fuck hole. When she felt me in place she let go
of my prick, put her hand back on my shoulder, and slowly let her body sink
down onto my cock, slightly turning her ass back and forth, helping me enter
her. Finally her ass settled down onto the top of my thighs and my shaft was
completely buried up inside the cunt of this horny fat girl. I reached out to
fondle her big, soft tits and began to hump up into her clinging heat.
"Oohhh Gawwd Joe...
it's going right through me," she murmured, as she pressed her boobs
against my gently squeezing hands. "This feels so good... I don't know how
Janey can keep from fucking you?"
As she talked, the horny freshman casually moved slowly up and down on my
cock, her hot, tight pussy gripping my shaft like a warm sucking mouth as my
prick slipped back and forth through her elastic pussy lips. Even though the
gism from our earlier coupling was lubricating her passage it was still tight
enough that there was a delicious friction between my cock and her cuntwalls.
"You're good, baby... you're a great fuck," I moaned as I used my
hands tugging her breasts to urge her to a faster tempo.
"Gotta promise Joe... gotta promise that when she visits you here
you'll let me watch you fuck Janey."
"Why do you think she'll let me fuck her?"
"She's ready. When she let you fuck her ass she was past the point of
ever saying no to you. God, I'd love to see you get her cherry. Can I? If you don't get her somewhere else."
"You know I can't do that," I said but the thought of having her
watch turned me on.
As Eileen moved up and down above me I compared her with the lovely high
school dropout, Debby. Eileen was not much older than Debby but she was very
much younger in experience. Nonetheless she was a quick study and already she
was demonstrating skill that matched the sluttish one's talent. The fat girl's
humungous mammaries swayed and jiggled as she rode me, the flesh rolls of her
belly bulging, her big soft ass sinking between my thighs as she tool me as
deep as I could reach. Her asstube had drained me so that I was in complete
control of my libido as I mauled her generous fleshiness.
"Fucking feels soooo... good..." my recently virgin conquest
murmured softly as she moved up and down over me, her eyes closed. "I can't believe that I'm
taking all of your huge cock up into my cunt. And I love it!"
I leaned forward and licked her thick, pink nipples and the large, crinkled
areola, in turn taking each into my mouth and giving it a gentle squeezed
between my lips. Her huge tit mounds tasted salty, smooth, and creamy as I
licked over the soft underside of each pendulous breast.
With the added sexual sensations I was creating Eileen began to move faster,
more urgently on me, my shaft slipping in and out of her juicy cunt more
quickly. Her big, fat behind started to slam down onto the tops of my thighs as
my cock pushed deeply, completely into horny freshman.
My whole lap was covered with her wetness and the collision of our bodies
made a wet, slapping sound. Her moans of pleasure were getting louder as her orgasm
built. I held her, my hands under her arms and my thumbs still rubbing firmly
over the hard shape of her nipples. She pressed her chest against my hands,
increasing the pleasurable contact and making it easier for her to move her
pussy up and down on my cock.
"Are you going to cum, Eileen," I asked as I felt the pressure in
my groin growing and I knew I was ready to cum again.
"Yanh... yanh...
close," she panted and her big boobs flopped as she moved faster and
harder with lewd cries and whimpers spewing from her mouth. "Fuck... fuck... give it to me lover...
OOHHHH NOOWWWW!!" and I felt her vagina contract as her irgasm began.
Eileen grabbed my shoulders and pulled herself down harder and I spread my
thighs apart so that she was sitting as low as possible on my cock. I felt the
hardness of her cervix rubbing the head of my cock as she squirmed and jerked
in the throes of her climax.
I was right behind her. I squeezed my eyes shut and grunted out loud as I
felt my cock explode deep inside her cunt, spasms of pleasure so intense they
were almost painful as I spurted six, seven times, my cum flooding her pussy
and dribbling out her slit.
We seemed momentarily frozen together, our bodies tightly connected and our
sex juices mixing together creating a slimy mess on my lap.
It was several minutes before either of us spoke or moved.
"You're a marvel," I said softly as I gently mauled her
fleshiness. "If I hadn't taken your virginity myself I'd never believe you
hadn't been fucking for years."
"You're a good teacher, Joe. That felt so good... I thought I was gonna
die, it felt so good. Every
time you fuck me it feels better and better. What am I going to do when you
have somebody else to fuck?"
"You're good Eileen... and you'll make out. You're going to have guys
all over you next year... they'll see it in your lovely eyes. Hey, have you
seen that chick Eileen? I bet she's hot. She has those great fuck me eyes.
That's what the guys will be saying."
"I don't know if I like that or not." Eileen slowly lifted off my
deflating tool and then sprawled heavily on top of me. "Will it really
show in my eyes? Can guys tell from them that I've been fucked and that I love
it?"
"Only of you want them to see it," I answered although I had no
idea whether what I said had some basis in fact or was total bullshit.
And I never got the chance to find out. Next day Eileen came to me in tears
to tell me that her mother was seriously ill and she had to leave school. I
never saw her until she returned in September.
Wherein I finally trick Janey into
allowing me to deflower her.
The rest of my summer school was totally unsatisfying as far a sex is
concerned so, when Janey's summer job ended I was
frustrated, lonely and horny as a thirteen year old male. I met her flight and
I had booked two rooms for us in a city hotel. One of those rooms would not be
a sleeping room or so I hoped.
"Nobody knows we're staying here together do they?"
We'd had a fine dinner complete with aperitif, wine and liqueur as I counted
on alcohol loosening Janey's inhibitions. A suck or
an assfuck would be acceptable and since she'd done both before she might agree
but I was obsessed with getting her cherry and was determined to make a serious
effort to do so tonight.
"Mmmm Janey, I love
you," I said softly as I broke off a long, tongue-tangling kiss.
"You're lovely and I've missed you so very much." We were sitting on
the edge of the bed in her room.
"Hah. Didn't the little fat girl help you miss me less?"
"What do you mean darling," I mumbled. What did she know? How had
she found out? Had Eileen told her somehow? "She's a very nice girl who is
suffering because of her weight. I tried to help her self esteem. That's
all."
"Well I heard that some of that help was of the greenhouse
variety." Janey sounded more sad than mad and when I slipped my hand under
her sweater she didn't immediately try to stop me.
"I don't know what you heard but we became good friends... platonic
friends... and I could hardly wait for you to get back." My hand was at
her back, unsnapping her bra and then I pushed her back, raised her sweater and
began to kiss her breasts. The nipples already jutted out thickly indicating
some degree of arousal and when I reached under her skirt to slide my hand up
between her thighs she closed them.
"Hanh... no Joe... don't
get ideas. It was Eileen who wrote me. But she says you're a nice guy... sort
of what you're telling me. No Joe!"
Janey's stronger objection resulted when the
fingers of my thigh-trapped hand wormed their way under the leg of her panties.
Although she said no I had further evidence of her arousal for her cuntlips
were wet and slippery.
"Please darling... please. I didn't try with Eileen because I love
you... but darling, I hurt. I need you so much."
"But Joe... not until we're married," she said in a half whimper
but her legs relaxed and spread apart. "I can use my hand."
"Oh darling... that's not enough... I can use my hand too... I want it
to be you." I was sucking and nibbling on her breasts and my hand now had
unfettered access to her cunt under her panties. I opened her skirt and she
raised her hips to allow me to remove skirt and panties.
"Joe... oohhh Joe... what are you doing," she whined as I slid off
the bed and knelt between her thighs, lifting her legs so that they dangled
over my shoulders.
"I'm going to kiss your sweet pussy, darling." And I buried my
face in its wet softness. I found her erect clitoris with my tongue and as I
thrummed her cum-trigger I pushed my chin into the seemingly bottomless
softness below. Was I going to get my cock into that juicy passage? Would I
reach bottom if I got into her?
I had my hands under her firm asscheeks, conscious of the difference between
Janey's firmness and Eileen's yielding softness. My
fingers slipped into the valley between her assmelons and found the tiny,
crinkled aperture that I'd fucked when we last were together. It was wet and
slippery from the mix of her juices and my saliva that trickled down from her
swollen vulva. Last time I'd seen the orifice it had been a yawning, black
cavern with a puddle of gism drooling from it. I felt her hips tense and she
pushed her sloppy wet cunt up into my face when my finger popped past her anal
sphincter.
"Joe... oh Joe... please... please," Janey whimpered. I don't know
if she thought she should make me stop or it was just hunger for orgasm but it
really didn't matter. I finger-fucked her asshole and alternately sucked her
clit and tongue-fucked her vagina and I sensed that she was getting close to
climax.
"Hanh, hanh, hanh, hanh," she panted in staccato tempo and her
hips began to writhe. Her hands were suddenly on my head, pulling me closer,
mashing my face against the soft pulpiness of her pussy. I felt the lips
pulsate and I felt a sudden contraction of her anus on my finger.
"Jooooo... oohhhh Jooooo," my girlfriend wailed, "Oohhhhh darrrrlinnngg." Her thighs locked on my head
and her hips bucked and spiraled for endless seconds before her legs fell away
from my ears and she slumped back quivering on the bed.
I moved up beside her and kissed her mouth with my juice-slick lips, rubbing
my wet face on hers as she lay
there, her breasts still heaving from her climax.
"Did you like that darling?"
"Oh Joe. You know I
did. But we have to be careful... not to get too carried away."
"Come take a shower with me sweetheart. Please?"
"Will you promise to be good?" She had a cute smile when she
asked.
"The best," and
my smile was intended to point out the mixed meaning of 'good'.
Janey let me finish undressing her. Was that a good sign? And when I
undressed and my cock was revealed in its sizeable rigidity, I saw her looking
at it although she was shyly trying to pretend she wasn't looking. Another good sign?
"You're lovely, Janey," I cooed as I soaped her shapely body.
"You're beautiful and you have a body to die for." I gently stroked
her soapy boobs, her flaring hips and the valley of her lush ass.
"Not as big as Eileen's, though... my breasts." Definitely Janey
had some suspicions about my relationship with Eileen. What exactly had Eileen
told her?
"Not as big in most places... and that's a good thing." I had a
finger in her asshole again and was soaping her pussy. "Wash me dear...
wash my cock," and I urged her hand down to my groin.
"Oh Joe... you said you'd be good," but she stretched her fingers
as far as they would reach around my thick staff.
"We're being good darling. We're not doing anything we haven't done
before." I took the shower head from its holder and rinsed the soap from
our bodies. Then I adjusted it to a pulsating stream and directed it at Janey's pussy.
"Joe? What're you doing?"
"You know exactly what I'm doing, Janey," I said as she spread her
legs and thrust her pelvis forward to take the teasing, pulsing hot water
directly on her cunt. "You've done this before, haven't you?"
"Uh... yeah... maybe,"
and I sensed that she was now more than a little aroused. But I wasn't going to
bring her off again... not right now, anyway.
"Let's go back to the bed... I'll towel you off," and I shut off
the shower and with a big, soft towel I dried her thoroughly. Clean and naked
we got under the sheet and, lying on our sides and facing each other, we
kissed.
"How often did you masturbate this summer, darling," I asked as I
slipped my hand between her thighs and cupped her lightly furred pussy.
"I... I... oh Joe... it's embarrassing."
"Does that mean you never did or you did it a lot?" I got my other
hand on her breast as I urged her onto her back.
"Uh... a lot, I guess?"
"Is that once a week? Once a day?
More often?"
"Mmmm," she
moaned as my finger sluiced up and down in the wet, slippery crevice of her
swollen cunt. "Like that, I guess... maybe once a day... at bedtime. Did
you do it?"
"Yeah." What
would she say if I told her that instead of masturbating I fucked her fat
friend every way possible? "What do you imagine when you masturbate,
dear?"
"Uh, I guess just that I'm with you?"
"What are we doing?"
"Uh... you know... the things we've done."
"Don't you imagine that my cock is in your cunt and we're fucking?
That's what I pretend when I masturbate."
"Please Joe... don't make me tell you. Do you want me to... like... use
my hands on you?"
"I want you to show me how you masturbate, darling," and I threw
back the covers. "Please show me?" I took her far hand and placed it
between her legs and her other hand I placed on my raging erection.
"Oh Joe, it's so embarrassing. I'm ashamed," but I saw her fingers
dip into her honeypot and
her other hand squeezed and began to stroke my tool.
"It's natural, Janey. Do you have a vibrator or something like that to
fuck yourself with?"
"No... oh Joe...
you're awful.
"But many girls do... I bet you knew that, didn't you? It's a lot
better when someone or something makes the actual contact. Like, it's better when I do you that when
you do yourself, isn't it?"
"Uh, yeah... but?" I don't know what she meant to say after but
because my fingers were on her cunt again and I was rubbing her clit and her
cuntmouth and she was gasping.
Without losing finger contact with her cunt I carefully got up on my hands
and knees and knelt between her legs. "I want to try another way
darling... a way that I think will be better for both of us... but it's still
safe."
"Joe! Oh no! What are you going to do?" I was lowering her hips
and she could see my big, hard cock coming ever closer to her precious pussy.
"It's OK darling. You hold me... you'll be in control. Use my cock like
you use your fingers... you'll like it... lots better than your fingers... or
mine."
She reached out and took my throbbing tool in her hand and as I lowered my
hips she guided it to her swollen twat. "No... easy... let me guide it," Janey whined when I
kept pushing down.
"Sorry darling... I'll let you pull me down... oh yes... that's
it," and I felt the heat of her cunt as my girlfriend directed the head of
my cock to the upper part of her cuntal slit and against the little monk's hood
that covered her clitoris.
"Hanh!"
Janey uttered a loud gasp when she pressed my hot cock to her cunt. Then she
began to slide it up an down,
just as I'd envisioned, her swollen cuntlips forming a wet, slippery trough
that cradled my tool.
I supported myself above her with outstretched arms and from that vantage
point I had a birds-eye view of the action site. She held my thick cock tightly
as she used it like a dildo but it was a hot, living dildo and she used it
externally only. As she slid it lower however I could feel when she reached the
mouth of her cunt for there was no pubic bone lying under the cuntflesh. Did
she have an urge to let my cock enter there? Was I imagining it or did she
linger a bit longer at that point in each up-down cycle? There was no way now
that she could salvage her virginity. She was totally helpless and vulnerable
and whether she did it or I,
I was going to fuck her.
"Oh God Janey... that feels
fabulous. Do you like it?"
"Hanh... yanh... yanh,"
she panted in what sounded a bit like an affirmative answer. She was jamming
the underside of my tool harder against her twat now and when she slid it below
the edge of her pubic bone I could see and feel that the head of my cock almost
disappeared inside. But she was losing the rhythm she had established, her
handling of my cock becoming erratic and her breathing was like the sound of a
steam locomotive just ready to leave the station.
"Are you ready to cum darling? Are you cumming?"
"Yunh... hunh... yunh... hunh,"
she panted unintelligibly, and I knew the time had come to realize what I'd
dreamed of for almost a year. Her cunt was as open and defenseless as it would
ever be and she was excited beyond the ability to fight me off even if she
hadn't been so totally vulnerable. When she slid my cock down again and I saw
and felt the head slip into her cuntmouth I groaned.
"Darling... I love you," I cried out as I made a short, fierce
thrust. There was a fragile blockage that stopped me for a microsecond and then
her tight cunt was surrounding half the length of my cock.
"Nahhh... Nooo... Oohhh Noooo,"
she howled as her pretty face twisted in a grimace of pain. "Nooo Joe... what have you
done?"
"Oh God, Janey, I'm sorry," I lied as I looked down lustfully at
the salacious sight of her freshly deflowered cunt stretched around my cock,
ringing it with an annulus of vestal blood. "I couldn't help myself. Did I
hurt you?"
"Yes... no... but...
it's not safe?"
"When was your last period?"
"Last week... but that's not reliable."
"But darling... we have to make our first time special... let me make
you cum?" I exulted silently but lasciviously at my success. I'd broken her
cherry. I was her first lover, something nobody else could ever be. And the
shocked expression on her pretty face added to my obscene pleasure. I was going
to change that expression from dismay to lust. I was going to fuck her until
her inherent concupiscence overcame her reticence, her modesty.
"But Joe? I'm
scared?"
"Please darling... for both of us... you won't regret it... we're in
love." As I talked I flexed my cock in the tight embrace of her cunt and
slowly rotated my hips. I wasn't going any deeper but I hoped that this shallow
fuck would bring her back to the stage she'd been at immediately before I broke
her cherry.
"Oohhh Joe... I love you so much... I can't say no."
I began carefully to penetrate deeper. "Mmmm, Janey," I moaned, " you're so tight! So warm, so tight!" I moaned in pleasure as my
hips continued to press down. She grimaced and I suspected there was some
discomfort either from my cockshaft rubbing on the torn edges of her demolished
hymen or from the first time expansion of her elastic-walled vagina.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Janey grunted as I
pressed down and my great prick forced itself in deeper. God, it felt good. She
was so delightfully tight, tight as only a first timer can be. I could almost
visualize how the elastic channel was dilating, stretching around the thickness
of my cock.
As she looked up at me with an expression that might have been love or
apprehension or just plain lust my prurience was exacerbated and I rammed the
remaining inches of my cock into her close-fitting cunt. As I came to the end
of my thrust I felt the hardness of her cervix but my deep penetration would
not be denied and I rearranged her interior to fit my plundering prick.
Janey grunted loudly, "Hunngh!"
as the base of my cock crashed down hard against her pubic mound. "Oohhh,
Oohhh, Oohhh," she moaned over and over as I pushed hard in the depths of
her first-fucked passage, as if I could thereby lengthen my already large
enough weapon. My hips forced her legs wider apart and my balls nestled snugly
between the firm mounds of her ass.
"So sweet Janey," I groaned, "such a sweet, tight pussy, oh,
baby, so tight, so sweet." Her cunt rippled in response to the alien flesh
that had invaded her and I groaned at the sensation on my prick. I flopped
forward to lie full weight on
top of her. Her hips twitched in response and I sank deeper into her. "Ohwohhh!" Janey
cried. "Oh Joe, it's so deep in me, so big, so full in me. It hurrrtss."
"Oh Janey darling... I'm sorry... do you want me to stop?"
"Nah... no... not yet," she gasped.
"It's kind of a good hurt."
"Oh, baby, Janey... you're so tight, so sweet," I sighed as I slid
my hips up and back. I felt her inflamed pussy walls contract as my dick pulled
out.
"Hunngh!" she
grunted when my abdomen slapped back down onto hers and my cock jammed itself
back into her throbbing cunt. Then I swiftly slid back out, only to reverse
direction again. "Unhhgh!!"
she again grunted when my body pounded back down onto her and my prick again
drove deep into her violated pussy. I swiftly pulled out and drove in again. And again. Janey grunted with each
sharp thrust.
"Hunngh Joe... hunngh Joe... don't... Hunngh... don't cum inside
me," she panted as I raised myself up, supporting my body with my arms as
my hips beat down upon her. The base of my cock ground against her clit and her
wide hips began to rise to meet each thrust and she began to cry out.
"Joe hanh! Joe! It's
cumming! Don't stop."
"Oh, yeah, baby," I cried, increasing the length and speed of my
strokes, "Go, baby, sweet baby, cum Janey darling, yeah, wanta feel your
hot cunt squeezing me."
"Yes... hurry... hanh... hurry," she screamed over and over as I
rammed my rigid cock into her rutting cunt. The shaft grated against her clit
again and again and her entire body shuddered fiercely as she orgasmed.
"Oohhh yeessss,"
she sighed sibilantly as she suddenly and then she was pulling me tight to her
as her hips thrashed wildly and her pussy spasmed sharply. I groaned huskily as
I felt Janey's cunt squeezing and clutching on my
prick. My thrusts became sharper and deeper and I grunted with each brutal
blow.
Janey's body was continuing to shake in ecstasy
when her legs tensed and she looked up at me wide eyed with fright.
"No!! No!! Don't come in me!! Don't come in me!! Please, please,
pull out! Pull out!! Oh God, don't put sperm inside me! I'll get pregnant!!
I'll get pregnant!! Please don't come inside me Joe... don't make me pregnant,
please, please, don't make me pregnant!!"
"Oh Janey... can't stop... gotta cum," I groaned and while she was
pleading with me to stop I was fucking her with my short strokes into her
contracting cunt.
"Nuh! Nuh!! NUH!! NUUHH!!" she
squealed but her hips bucked up at my groin, involuntarily urging me on. Her cunt spasmed over and over, clenching tight
on my thrusting cock, driving me over the edge.
Janey's eyes widened in horror as she
saw my face grimace suddenly. "Joe darling, NO!! DON"T!! Ohhh God save me!"
But her prayer was too late. It would have been too late if she'd said it
before we showered. My head snapped back, my back arched and my hips hammered
sharply down into her, driving my swelling cock as deep into her cunt as it
could reach. Her eyes squeezed shut as my cockhead struck hard against her
cervix.
It felt like my orgasm came from my heels and my intestines. I felt like my
cock was a foot as with long powerful thrusts I drove my throbbing cock
pounding into her cervix again and again, squirting pulse after thick pulse of
my virile seed into her grasping pussy. Her body ignored her pleas much as I
did for her sheath contracted, squeezed, milked and virtually sucked my jetting
sperm into the deepest reached of her cunt.
"Joe... hanh Joe... hanh... get off me... can we do something... can't
get pregnant," she sobbed but I was drained and happy to be still enclosed
by her gism-filled fuckwell.
"It'll be all right darling. Of God Janey... that was wonderful... was
it good for you too?"
"You know it was Joe... you made me crazy... I love you so much... but
I'm scared."
"It'll work out OK darling... would it be that bad if you had to marry
me?" I gave a couple more thrusts into her cum-flooded cunt and there was
an audible slushy sound as I stirred the sperm cocktail. God. I hoped I hadn't knocked her up.
"Please Joe... please get off... I feel like you're pushing your sperm
in deeper."With a sigh
I rolled from her limp frame and kissed her. She remained sprawled like she had
been with me between her legs and my cock inside her but now her cunt gaped
open a bit and there were traces of gism on her labia as well as a white
trickle that ran down the crack onto her asscheeks and a parallel trickle of
red cherry juice. I felt a stirring in my groin but now I guessed was not the
time.
Wherein Janey, on the pill, becomes a horny lay and I catch her fucking
and sucking a much older man. Our romance ends.
It was a good guess. In fact we waited through five stressful weeks before Janey's period arrived. We were loosely planning a wedding
that neither of us wanted when she called from the place in the country where
she taught school to give me the good news.
Janey came to visit me the next weekend and this time there was no
hesitation about me sharing her room, albeit on the sly. And there was one more
piece of great news. She was taking a birth control pill and was confident that
we would have no more fear and stress such as we'd endured after our last fuck.
On the 'pill' Janey was a changed person. That weekend she wore me out...
she seemed insatiable, like she was making up for the years she'd stayed virgin
because of fear of pregnancy. By the time she went back on Sunday night, I was
relieved.
Eileen had returned to start her sophomore year but out of respect for my
relationship with Janey and their friendship she was reluctant to carry on
where we'd left off in the summer. And she had a boyfriend. From what I saw of
him, he was a happy guy who was getting what all college guys want, lots of
tail.
Janey was boarding with her mother's younger sister, a woman of thirty
something and her artsy husband. I visited on two weekends and liked the place
except for the squeaky bedsprings on Janey's bed.
"It's OK Joe. I know they don't mind if we make love. They know we're
going to get married."
If that was the case, it was OK with me although I was a bit embarrassed at
breakfast in the knowledge that they must have heard the squeaky springs and
knew what it meant. They however seemed not to notice.
I also got the feeling that Janey's Aunt; Doreen
would not have slapped me if I'd put a feel on her humungous tits. But I
didn't. They were truly magnificent as far as I could see. Her brassiere must
have been truly magnificent also since it held a pair of multi-D boobs out and
high. And Doreen knew I couldn't keep my eyes off them. But Janey was her niece
so she was out of bounds.
It was my weekend to visit her and Friday was a school holiday but not a
college holiday. I had only two classes and one was cancelled so I decided to
surprise Janey by taking an extra day. I arrived at the house in early
afternoon and Doreen met me at the door.
"Can you come back later, Joe. Janey had some work or something so
she's not home yet."
Is she at school?"
"No, I don't think so. She had a meeting with her school principal. But
she'll be back in about two hours."
I was puzzled. Doreen was acting very strange. Why hadn't she asked me in,
at least? "Can I get a glass of water?"
"Uh... sure... I guess so," and she opened the screen door and let
me in. I got the water and waited for her to ask me to sit but she didn't. And
then I heard it. Squeaking springs. Bedsprings.
Janey's bedsprings. Somebody
was fucking on the bed. I started for the door to the living room that led to Janey's bedroom.
"No Joe. I don't think you want to go there."
"Why? What's going on?"
"I don't think you want to know, Joe."
"Damn it Doreen, I do want to know. If somebody else is fucking Janey I
have a right to know about it."
"Please Joe, wait. Have a drink with me before you do anything."
"No dammit. I have to
see what's going on."
Doreen held my arm, "Don't do anything rash... see what's going on and
then talk to me. We'll have that drink."
I walked on shaky legs through the small living room to the bedroom that the
noise was coming from. I could hear voices by then, hard breathing and words,
some male but mostly female and I knew the voice.
"Fuck me Mr. McLean... harder... want your wonderful, big cock," I
heard as I peeked through the slightly ajar bedroom door. What I saw would have
been in other circumstances, salacious. It was my girlfriend, the woman I was planning
to marry and she was naked with her legs raised and another man's cock ploughing that juicy furrow I'd initiated only a few weeks
ago.
"Fuck me harder sir... make me cum... wanta feel you pump your hot
sperm up into my hungry cunt... fuck me... fuck your best teacher, sir! Fuck me
with your wonderful, big cock!"
The sight of my fiancée behaving like... talking like a whore made me mad.
She'd never used those words when I'd fucked her. But even though I was angry
and hurt and sad I was getting an erection. My girlfriend looked incredibly
sexy with a cock pumping in and out of her cunt. Her hips were rocking in
rhythm with his thrusts and her big tits were flopping loosely. She was biting
her fat, lower lip which gave her an especially sexy and wanton look. Then, as
her lover began to pump faster he pulled out too much and his plundering tool
came completely out of Janey's twat. It was huge! Even longer and thicker than my own ample
equipment.
The man turned toward the door with lust-glazed eyes... and I saw him. He
was grey haired and looked like he was at least fifty years old.
"Yeah baby... take
it... I'm going to fill that tight cunt of yours and fuck you so hard you'll
have to miss school," he grunted. "You're built for this baby."
I could feel the horns of cuckoldry sprouting from my head but before I had
time to think about how to handle things Doreen was tugging on my arm. I turned
to see her standing beside me completely naked.
"C'mon Joe... come have a drink with me... or something else if you'd
prefer."
I turned to see Doreen with a glass in her hand and not a stitch of clothing
on. And her naked tits were every bit as big as I thought they'd be. They were
big, round and heavy and although they sagged somewhat, the nipples pointed out
and up and for a tit man like I am, they just added to the erection that Janey's cheating had perversely created.
"Don't do anything rash, Joe. She loves you but... do you want to fuck
me? Would that make it better? As she asked her hand rubbed the bulging crotch
of my jeans. "You want to fuck her, don't you? You got a hard on just
seeing her fucked."
"Where's my drink?"
"Here Joe. Take mine.
Yours is in the kitchen."
I took her drink and downed most of it in several successive swallows and
while I was doing that Doreen was opening my jeans. She pushed them down and my
erection popped free.
"Jeeze Joe! You're
huge too," Doreen gasped and almost reverentially she put her hands on my
cock. "Don't know why Janey would take a chance of losing this for an old
man's equipment. Please tell me you'll fuck me?"
Even as she was asking I was draining the remaining drink and she was
drawing me down on top of her open legged body. With the skill of much
experience gained no doubt with many men Janey's aunt
guided my throbbing tool to her twat.
"Oh yeah Joe... that's good... you're going to ruin me with that huge
cock, Joe." And as I sank to the depths of her hot cunt she tilted her
broad hips and began to undulate under me. "Fuck me Joe... haven't been as hot in years...
love getting fucked by a young stud like you."
It was good but I was angry and I took my anger out on Janey's
aunt. To her great delight, I suspect. In my mind I was fucking my faithless
whore of a girlfriend and I was going to make her remember it.
Hunggh, hunggh, hunnnngghh," Doreen grunted as I hammered her
big frame with fierce strokes. Her huge tits pillowed my chest and her broad
hips rose to meet every hammering downstroke I made.
"Gangh... gonna cum
Joe... gonna cum," she panted and as she did I felt the first spasm of her
sheath. "Cum with me baby... pump your hot sperm into this old lady's
hungry cunt."
"Yeah... yeah... gonna fill your cunt baby," I groaned as I felt
my orgasm begin. Simultaneously her sheath locked down on my shaft and she
rocked her hips, milking me like nobody ever had.
"Myyy Gawwd, Joe... you're fantastic...
that niece of mine is an idiot to chance losing you."
I made several more strokes into her big, twitching frame and drained the
last of my sperm into her open, receptive fuckwell. I rose to my knees above
her and looked again towards the bedroom door.
"On your knees bitch... go down on me... you're the best cocksucker I
ever had," I heard the harsh, crude words from the bedroom. I got up to
see what obscene and licentious action was taking place but before I could go a
hand was on my wilting tool.
"Gotta suck you Joe... gotta suck that wonderful muscle and I felt the
moist heat of Doreen's mouth closing around my cock. She was a highly skilled
fellatrix as her hands stroked my shaft at the root while her soft lips and
mobile tongue worked the tip. In no time at all I was as horny as before I'd
fucked her.
With her lips stretched around my thickness the older woman looked up at me
with submissive eyes and tilting her head she moved in, letting the full length
of my cock enter her mouth with much of it sliding down her throat. She was
good but really no better than the much younger Betty but I had an added erotic
spur.
"Suck it bitch... open your throat... yeah... Oohhh Gawwd Janey that's good. That dumb boyfriend sure
taught you well baby. Lotsa tongue baby...
swallow... Oohhh yesss... when my cock's in
deep, swallow."
I knew exactly what Janey was doing now and I wanted to see but I didn't
want to see. Doreen solved my dilemma for the moment.
"Oh God Joe, cum in my mouth... want you to cum in my mouth," she
panted as her fingers gently fondled and tugged my balls. Her mouth closed over
the head of my cock and she tongued the sensitive tip while a hand pumped me,
gripping the base of my tool tightly and pulling out, then pushing back.
"Cum Joe... cum in my mouth," she urged, "I swallow,"
and with that I exploded. It seemed like she sensed the moment of climax for,
like Debby did, she rammed her finger up my asshole and as I went off she massaged
my prostate, milking me, draining me.
"Yeah baby... deep... put you finger in deep," I heard and I
realized that Janey was doing the same thing to her lover. "That's it
baby... suck it... take it...
aannggh yeahhh."
Doreen tried to hold me there but I pulled away and went to the bedroom
door. I pushed it open all the way.
I saw what I feared to see... expected to see. The grey haired man sat on
the edge of the bed and Janey was on her knees between his legs. Her head was
moving up and down and I could see one hand fondling his balls while the other
was under his ass and no doubt in it.
"Yeah Janey... oohhh Gawwd
you're good... it's cumming
baby... suck it... swallow. Unnngghh!
Milk me... Oohhh Gawwd...
I'm dying."
As the man's lewd words spewed from his mouth Janey seemed excited by them.
I could hear throaty gurgles and slushy slurps and she swallowed visibly as the
man bucked up at her face, his hands holding her head down as he ejaculated
into her so recently innocent mouth.
"Never dreamed I'd have a new teacher as good as you," the man
said as he lay back on the bed. "Usually I have to teach the new ones like
you." Janey raised her head from his dripping dick and when she did she
looked up to see me standing naked in the doorway.
The look in her eyes was a bit like the one when I went off in her the night
I finally got her cherry. It was an expression of horror, fear, dismay and
sadness all rolled into one.
"Joe... oohhh nooo,"
she wailed. Her sad wail sounded much like Debby when I told her we were
through after she gave me the crabs. Only it was sadder.
I turned away, brushed past Doreen who was standing helplessly by, got
dressed and left. I'd been long-cocked and cuckolded and another life chapter
was closed.