College Interruptus
Chapter Twenty Six
Christmas Break
The Christmas
break was only a month but it seemed much longer.
My friend Brad met
my flight on the 20th. It was
a three hour drive from the airport to my hometown which was 30 minutes past
the town where Brad worked. Although he
was my best friend he’d been a year behind me in school and now worked as a
clerk at a drugstore. He was saving up
to attend university and become a pharmacist.
“The girls are
sure different now from when we were in high school. I’m helping coach the high school basketball
team and the stuff I hear makes me think I was born five years too soon.”
“What sort of
stuff do you hear?” Maybe I didn’t have
to feel so guilty about Julia and Christine.
Would they have been fucked anyway by one of their classmates?
“Well
they don’t all fuck…not cuntfuck anyway. But a handjob is like a goodnight kiss was for us. They worry about getting knocked up but so
far this year three girls that I know of got pregnant but two of them had
abortions. Their fathers are important
men so the doctors did it as a favour. I
hear all that stuff at the drugstore.
The owner sort of forgets I’m there when he talks with doctors.”
“What do you mean
when you say they don’t cuntfuck?”
“Well it sounds
like the girls…most of them…don’t think that assfucking is really having
sex. And they feel the same way about
sucking cock. I think a lot of them keep
their cherries until they graduate but most of them also either assfuck or suck
cock…or both. What are the girls like in
your school? Your request makes me think
they’re no different. Was that girl
pregnant? And were you responsible?”
“No to both
questions. The guilty man was her uncle
in
“And you’re not
good at resisting temptation I know. But
speaking of big tits, I think you know little Barbie Dahl don’t you? Isn’t she related to you somehow?”
“She’s my cousin
and I don’t know what possessed Aunt Bea and Uncle Jim to name her Barbie…not
with that last name. Anyway they’re
going to spend Christmas with us. But
what made you mention Barbie?” I was
suddenly once again uneasy at the thought of facing the little girl I’d raped
four years ago.
“She’d fit well in
Pratt’s Harbour. She’s the basketball team’s mascot and they chose her over the
competition two years ago because of her boobs.
She’s only about five feet tall and she’s kind of heavy but on that
short frame her tits look immense.”
“What else do you
hear of her?”
“Well she gives
handjobs and some guys say she’s sucked their cocks but only when they do the
same kind of thing for her. But nobody
claims to have fucked her…cunt or ass. I
wish she was a few years older. I’d sure
like to try.”
I continued to ask
about others I knew but after what Brad said about Barbie I became pre-occupied
in figuring how I would relate to her. I
still felt guilty for raping her but it didn’t sound like I’d harmed her
much. At least she hadn’t become a slut
because of it. But had I made her afraid
of proper sexual intercourse? Is that
why she wasn’t fucking anyone? But maybe
she was anyway. Brad didn’t know
everything.
It was late
Saturday when Brad dropped me off at home and Aunt Bea and family weren’t
coming until Wednesday, the day before Christmas. That gave me almost four days to stew about
the upcoming with the young girl I had raped four years ago. And stew I did.
She’d asked for it
by spying on me when I was doing a secret thing. She gave guys handjobs and sucked cock and
God knows what else so by taking her virginity, even by force, I was only
advancing the inevitable. I’d made her cum when I raped her. A callow youth would have simply stuck it in
and shot his load and she wouldn’t have known how it could feel.
Etc.
Etc. I tried to salve
my guilt with fabricated justifications but it didn’t work. I’d been less than honourable with some of my
seductions but little Barbie was the only girl I’d physically overpowered and
forced to fuck me.
The Dahl family
arrived in mid-afternoon Wednesday, Christmas Eve. Even though they lived only a half hour drive
away they seldom visited. We had a supper and went to the Christmas Eve service
at church. So far it had been
painless. Barbie didn’t look at me and
stayed away from me but I could not miss the humungous boobs that Brad had
spoken of. Was she intentionally making
them obvious to me? No, it was just my
horny psyche that imagined that.
After church we
had our traditional Christmas eggnog. Then
we continued with my favourite, single malt scotch. Barbie was not given the chance to choose her
preference. She was offered lemonade.
I finally got a
grudging smile from the pretty girl when I refilled her lemonade and added a
large shot of vodka. By the time we
called it a night …shortly after Christmas formally arrived, I’d refilled
Barbie’s glass two more times and her smiles were no longer grudging.
At midnight we all
kissed and wished each other Merry Christmas.
Barbie’s lips were stiff and cool and she jerked away from me when I
added tongue to our contact. We all went
to our bedrooms but I took along a glass of scotch.
It was not long,
maybe a half hour at most when I heard the stairs creak as they had four years
ago…except that I didn’t hear them then.
Then there was a tap on the wall in the alcove at the top of the stairs
and in the dim light from my bedside lamp I saw Barbie, carrying a glass of
lemonade to which I suspected that she’d added vodka.
“Come in
Barbie. I don’t like drinking alone.
“Don’t get any
ideas Joe but you still haven’t said that you’re sorry.” She was wearing a blue terrycloth robe but
even its shapelessness couldn’t hide the swell of her bosom. “You owe me an
apology.” Then gingerly she sat on the
edge of my bed since there was no other place to sit.
“Do you want me to
lie to you? What should I be sorry for?”
“You’re a real
bastard Joe. You raped me…your little
twelve year old cousin. And you haven’t
spoken to me since…until tonight.”
“But I’d be lying
if I said I was sorry. You’re the best fuck I ever had before or since. I know it was wrong to force you but you set
yourself up for it. So I won’t say I’m
sorry…in fact I’m the opposite of sorry.
If I hadn’t done it then I never would have been your first lover so
thank you. But I apologize if I made you
unhappy.”
“Well you scared
me…when you started to put that huge cock into me I was terrified. I thought you’d split me open but I couldn’t
believe how good it felt after you made me horny. And you’re special even if you’re a bastard.
The girls say that the guy that gets a girl’s cherry is always special. And you’re still the only one who’s been
inside me like that.”
It was exactly two
weeks since I’d fucked Julia, my last fuck.
My cousin had a luscious mouth which I could see clearly and the swell
of her bosom was adding to the temptation.
Hell, she came to my room of her own free will and when a girl visits a
guy in his bedroom late at night it’s reasonable to assume that he’ll make
advances.
I reached out and
pulled the girl down on top of me and my mouth crushed her soft lips. Her mouth opened freely to admit my tongue
and then we were kissing wetly and hotly.
It took no more
that three minutes before my naked body was no longer covered by the sheets and
her robe was on the floor baring her mammoth boobs to my kisses.
There was no force needed this time. My short, sixteen year old cousin may have
fought hard to preserve her virginity four years ago but now she let me
position her body on the bed and mount above her stubby, widespread legs. I
could see
clearly her pink vaginal slit as it glistened wetly in the light, her sexual
excitement secreting droplets which formed like honeyed dew on the clean shaven
flesh. I remembered then that she’d had
a bush four years ago and had she been as smooth as now I might not have raped
her because of her youth. But not likely.
I hooked my elbows under her
knees, opening her clean shaven pussy and tilting her broad hips. I lunged forward, my hips thrusting heavily
as I drove into her widespread pussy and felt the hot rubbery passage clasp
around my cock and absorb my naked surge like a hungry lion. She rocked gently
beneath me. "Unnghhhh!" she grunted, and I
felt her trying to back away from my thrust bur I levered my throbbing member
to the full length of her cuntal tunnel. It was warm and tight as though it had
been unused since I’d been the first inside her four years ago. But she was wet
and the oily fluids helped her take me easily, wetting and lubricating my path.
I thrust lustily until my blood-swollen head hit her cervix, and simultaneously
my sperm-bloated testicles crashed resoundingly against the plump, up-tilted cheeks
of her ass. I moved harder, flexing my prick as she moaned, imbedded beneath my
driving cudgel.
“Oohhh
God Barbie…you’re so good,” I moaned as I watched her huge tit-melons bounce
and jiggle with each thrust into her juicy twat. You’re the sexiest girl I’ve
ever seen.”
“I don’t
hunh…don’t…unh…believe you,” she panted, her words punctuated by grunts each
time I hammered her wide hips. I was grinding
my pelvis into her savagely, feeling the pliant warm flesh beneath as she
strained to meet my pounding jerks until her ass was inches off the bed. I
angled my hips and drove into her, trying to establish a rhythm. She breathed a
mewling sound incessantly, lifting her body to meet my forward attack, opening
and closing her legs about my hips as she labored frantically to climb my solid
pole, her head rocking from side to side in the abandoned supplication to our
incestuous fornication.
“Yunnh…unnh….unnngh,”
Barbie gasped and no longer reticent she screwed herself tighter to my penis
until it sunk to her soft fleshy depths completely. I worked around and around
in her, feeling the muscular ridges of her vagina around my smooth sliding
cock, my tempo ever- increasing. My shaft continued to surge like a wild beast
on a rampage until I was sure it was going to split down the seam, and the
intoxicating pressure in my balls was enough to make me scream.
She held me tightly in her
short but strong legs, clamping her calves crablike around my hips, only to
slacken them for a second and then clamp harder. Her breathing was laboured and she was
uttering gasping, throaty grunts which I took as a sign she was approaching her
climax. I spurred her on with long, fast strokes while trying to hold back my
own orgasm. Her knees drew up as she raised herself even more fully to my
battering attack, and her moist splayed vagina bucked wildly against my ramming
penis, and she fucked back at me wantonly as though she never wanted to cease.
"Ooooohh...
Oooohhh Goooddd! I'm... I'm
going... going to... cummm!" With a sudden
deep-throated groan, Barbie began to vibrate uncontrollably; and then I too
released my own damned up passion. My cum churned
through my boiling balls, up through the tube of my expanded cock and surged
into my cousin’s wildly clasping cunt. I shoved my tongue harder into her mouth
and cupped the globoid cheeks of her soft white to draw her closer around my
pumping penis as I beat a wild tattoo against her with my still- emptying
testicles. Barbie wailed into my mouth, her questing thighs jerking
spasmodically against my belly while I discharged my overwhelming load of sperm
violently into her. Finally, I collapsed across her, my sigh of contentment
mingling with her own mewlings of gratification.
“My Gawwwd
Barbie…I said that four years ago was the best ever… but you just set a new
standard,” I murmured as I lay full weight on her short, buxom frame. I didn’t add that her big, soft tit-pillows
under my chest were setting as new standard for post-fuck comfort also.
“Oh Joe…you came inside me
didn’t you?”
“A lot…your cunt is like a
milking machine,” I lied since her internal muscular action had not been that
noticeable.
“But it’s my time? What if you got me pregnant?”
“Don’t worry little
cousin. I have a pill you can take. Are you still mad at me?”
“You know I’m not,” she
sighed and it felt as if her legs spread wider to take more of me inside. Not that I had more. I glanced at the bedside
clock and saw that it was not yet two AM.
There was time for more action but even though it had been two weeks
since my last cum-draining episode I wasn’t sure I could stay up for as long as
I wanted. And
hopefully as long as she wanted.
“I have to go to the
bathroom,” I said softly as I dismounted from the girl’s bounteous charms. Once there I quickly took a Cialis, relieved
myself and returned to the bed where my big-titted, sixteen year old cousin
remained flat on her back with her short, heavy legs still spread in an
accommodating Vee.
“I lied to you, Joe. I’ve done this twice this year. Mr. Golden, my Science teacher did it. I didn’t really want to but he caught me
cheating on an exam and I sort of had to let him do me. But it wasn’t near as good as with you, even
the first time when you raped me.”
“You’re so lovely that if
you were my student I’d do the same thing. I’ surprised it didn’t happen
sooner.”
“Maybe that’s coz my other
teachers were women. Have you done it
too? I mean with the girls you
teach? You’re a hot guy so I bet you
wouldn’t have to threaten them.”
“That’s really dangerous; if
I did it and was found out I’d go to prison.”
“Raping me was dangerous too but you still did it.”
“Wanta do it again?” she said sexily and she pulled me down on top of her. I was still stiff, so without ceremony I
rammed my cock into her slick twat, still dripping with my last load. She groaned at the deep sudden penetration.
"Did I hurt
you?" I asked, holding still inside her.
"N-no,"
she breathed, "I'm just a bit sore.
I’m not used to being fucked but it feels so good having you in
there."
"It feels
good being in there," I gasped back at her. "You're so tight and
warm."
"And you're
so big and full inside….Oohhhh!" I
twitched my prick and her hips quivered.
"Ooh, Joe, it's like nothing I've ever felt before, it's so-- Ooooh!" I slowly slid out, leaving only the tip
caught between her cunt lips, then sharply speared back in.
"Unngh!" Barbie cried as I drove it in and my balls
smacked against her upthrusting butt.
"Do you like
that, cousin?" I softly asked, again gradually pulling out.
"Uh…hunhh," she moaned, "I h.like
it a h.lot. Hunnngh!!" I slammed
back into her and her pussy propelled itself into the blow.
I increased the
rhythm and she kept pace, meeting me stroke for stroke. Her body stiffened, then
shuddered as she went off. I decreased the force of my thrusts, relishing the
feeling of her cunt clamping down on my dick.
When her spasms ebbed, I quickly pounded at her even faster and deeper
and the fever seized her again. Each
time the tremors overtook her I eased off, then hammered at her with a renewed
ferocity.
I pulled myself
up, supporting myself on my outstretched arms as I pummeled my cock in and out,
and I looked down at her rutting, quaking, big-titted body. Her eyes were alternately squeezed tightly
shut or wide in shock, her pupils rolling freely about. Her mouth was frozen
open, gasping in ecstasy with each stabbing thrust of my cock. Her head rocked from side to side, occasionally
lifting up so she could look down between us at my prick driving in and out of
her short, busty body. Her big, soft breasts
bobbed up and down in time with our pistoning hips, her nipples like spikes
jutting up from the pink aureoles. Her
abdomen was sucked in and her knees were lifted high and parted widely on
either side of me. Her clenching fingers dug into my buttocks, her spasming
pussy pulled at my cock, and the ache in my balls as they swelled with my sperm
became uncontrollable.
My back arched
sharply as I forced my cock in deep, pushing her halfway across the bed, and
fired the first charge of my ripe seed into her welcoming womb. When she felt me stiffen, swell and pump
inside her, her eyes flew open as the shock of my release engulfed her and as
before her scream filled my ears.
A second rush of
sperm pumped out of my cock and into her cunt, then another and another,
flooding her, filling her to overflowing.
The froth coated our thighs as it gurgled and squirted out around my
swollen prick, wedged tightly in her clenched passage. Barbie whimpered and panted and as my balls drained,
I again battered into her, pushing my sperm deeper, flooding her adolescent
womb with baby-seed.
Spent, sated and
satisfied that without the pill I would give her Barbie would be firmly on the path
to motherhood, I fell to her cushiony bosom and fought to catch my breath. Her heart was fluttering away and her pussy still
spasmed on my softening cock. Thank God
or Brad or whomever for that pill.
When she was able
to talk and breathe at the same time, Barbie gasped, "Th…that
was incredible! I wish you taught at my school.” She squeezed me tightly to her. I choked as my air supply was cut off and
pulled myself away from the passionate teen, rolling over onto the bed.
When my cock
slipped out, the thick creamy semen I'd deposited poured out of her
stretched-open, gaping pussy and pooled under her. She gasped at the syrupy stream flowing between
her buttocks and sat up, staring at the creamy puddle on the bed. Her brow knitted and she looked at me with a mixture
of wonder and horror.
“Are you sure that
the pill works?”
“Well I haven’t
knocked up any girls since I started giving them the pill.”
“You’re kidding me
aren’t you? Have you really had a lot of
girls?”
“Remember
Barbie…I’m in a remote location with only schoolgirls and married women.”
“So? I’m a schoolgirl and you fucked me. You even
fucked me before I was in my teens. And
Mrs. Darling, my home room teacher is married but she’s fucking my History
teacher and one of the Grade Twelve guys.
I bet you’re fucking you students and maybe their mothers too. You’re a hot guy even if you are my cousin.”
“I want you on top
Barbie, so I can see your beautiful face and watch your fantastic breasts while
you fuck me.”
“My God Joe…how
often can you do it?” she purred as
she straddled my waist. With an apprehensive look on her face she guided my
throbbing penis to her wet entrance. She looked me in the eyes as she slowly
settled down, my cock slipping deliciously into one of the hottest, wettest
pussies I'd ever been in. About half-way down she stopped and began slowly to
lift off. We both sighed as my cock came all the way out.
“It’s so big, Joe. I was terrified when I was twelve and if you
hadn’t just been inside me I’d be terrified tonight she breathed as she slid
back down, this time all the way. I watched her face contort in pleasure as she
began to slowly work me in and out. I couldn't believe how velvety soft and
moist she was! She fit me like the tightest glove but the friction was smooth
and almost liquid. And with two loads
of semen already deposited in her juicy cunt we were making squishy sounds as
she rode me with unskilled up-down motions.
"Ohhh! I'm gonna come again!! It's sooooo good!!" my sixteen year old cousin gasped. I
pulled her down so I could suck the thick nipples of her big, jiggly breasts,
and as I took one in my mouth she cried out as her climax seized her. This time her vagina clenched and massaged
my cock with her orgasmic contractions. She ground her pelvis down on me, her
mons rubbing bruisingly on my pubic bone.
I enjoyed watching her deeply impaled body
wriggle on my cock. She’d lost any
semblance of rhythm now but her soft, fat boobs jiggled and jounced as I fucked
up at her. I mauled them and not too
gently either. The sight of her
oversized mammaries jumping and jiggling like jelly-filled fleshbags seemed to
invite violence and I used the fleshy mounds as handles to pull her down hard
on my cock.
Joe----hanh Joe! Hard. Fuck me hard,” my adolescent cousin panted,
responding positively to my rough treatment of her body.
After a few minutes of delightful mauling of
the totally compliant girl I rolled her over on her back and looked down at
her. Most men would probably consider her "cute" rather than pretty,
but to me she was the most beautiful thing in the world. Her lips were full and fuckable,
her eyes blue and looking at me adoringly and her buxom body totally desirable.
I lifted her legs until her ankles rested on
my shoulders and began to rub the head of my cock against her lips. We both
groaned as it parted her and slid inside. The initial entry always feels so
good...I had to pull out several times just to do it again. I looked down and
watched myself stroke in and out slowly. I was teasing myself this time, trying
to prolong our coupling, though the fire building inside me made it plain that
I couldn't delay much longer. I pulled almost clear out and made shallow
strokes, so that only the head penetrated her. Because of her small stature my
cock looked bigger than usual in comparison to her fat pussy and that gave me
an added boost of ego driven adrenalin. The sight of her cuntlips
caressing the head as it withdrew, as though they were trying to pull it back
in again, was like a wet dream. I slowly ran it all the way in, using my muscle
control to make it twitch inside her. I began to build up speed and depth until
we could hear the wet, sucking sound of our friction.
“I’m going to cum in you again Barbie…I want
to fill your hot cunt to overflowing with my sperm. Cum with me Barbie—cum
baby.”
“Oh yes Joe…oh yes..I’m cuumming,” she panted
and this time there was no doubt of it. Her vagina was like a living milking
machine, thirsting and drawing my come. It felt so damn good to be inside her
that I wanted it to never end. End it would, and soon! The pressure built until
I felt like a boiler ready to explode! I knew I'd shoot into her like a firehose, and I wondered briefly whether she'd be able to
feel the come eruption.
I made a few more cunt-filling thrusts as she
gasped, "Uhhh... Uhhh...yes...
oohhh Joe… teach your little cousin all about
sex…fill me…fuck me.”
My mouth covered hers and we kissed
passionately as another climax overtook her. The contractions of her vagina
sent me over the edge, and I buried my cock as deeply as possible in her while
the come exploded out of me like flaming liquid bullets.
"Yes, yes!! I feel it! It's so
hot!" she said between kisses. I groaned as each spurt of gism burned its
way through my shaft and into her eager pussy. No climax I'd ever had had been
so intense or lasted so long! It felt like every drop of fluid in my entire
body was being emptied into her. Her vagina continued to gently milk my penis,
and I realized she too was still coming. I couldn't believe how good our timing
had been and how long our climaxes were lasting. Our spasms finally stopped and
we sighed together in release and contentment.
“It’s after three Barbie,” I murmured after
several minutes of lying on top of her big-titted body, my artificially
enhanced erection still soaking in her cum-flooded passage.
“Uh…yeah…I guess I ought to go back to my
room. Is there some place we can go
tomorrow to…you know…be alone together?”
“It’ll be difficult Barbie. I think my parents have the rest of the
weekend fully scheduled. Can you come
back here tomorrow night?”
“Yeah but I was hoping…I’m kind of nervous
that someone will miss me and find us here…you know? But when I’m sure they’re all in bed for the
night I’ll be back.”