Jose placed his hand on Jana's breasts and began tenderly massaging and rubbing her nipples ... cupping them and bringing them to his lips ... kissing them and using his tongue to toy with her erect tits ... bringing his hands down to her pubic hair and running his fingers exploringly around the outer lips of her vagina ... finding her eager, aroused clit and massaging it with the palm of his hand, feeling her passion grow below him.
As a gardener, Jose was great at making things grow quickly-and in bed his talents caused passion to grow wild.
CHAPTER ONE
"This is a lovely garden," the seventeen-year-old girl said, walking through the roses, violets, and honeysuckle planted around the edges of the lawn, against the fence.
"Gracias," Jose Amoroso, the Latin-American gardener replied, staring at the contours of the girl.
Her name was Jana, and she and her family had just moved into the house the previous week. Jose had been the regular gardener for the previous owner, and Jana's father had decided to keep him on. The family had originally come from behind the Iron Curtain about seven years earlier, and as near as Jose was able to understand, the father ruled with an iron hand. He, the father, his wife, and the two sons were out, working. Jana was the only one home because she still went to high school. Jose always made his rounds of the Elna home at two-thirty, when school was out, and Jana was home. He had been coming to the home at this time even before the Elna family had moved in, and now he was glad because it gave him an opportunity to admire the pretty young girl. She might have been seventeen chronologically, but the way her father controlled her, keeping her from really learning anything outside school, made the young woman more like twelve or thirteen.
Jana had a lovely body, and Jose regretted the time was fast approaching when he would no longer be able to admire it. This was September. When the end of October arrived, he'd have to prepare the grounds for the winter, then drive away and not return until the following April. That was a shame, because the young girl was muy linda, very pretty. She behaved in such a child-like way about the garden, and Jose often had the urge to sweep her into his arms and make mad, passionate love to her. But he knew that was impossible because she might tell her father, and the father might conceivably come after him with a shotgun.
Que lastima! What a shame! She was so lovely, with long, flowing brown hair, and white skin. At the moment all she wore was a halter and hot pants, having changed when she had come home from school. Jose saw all the freckles on her sweet young body, and yearned to kiss each one, one at a time. She had firm, full young breasts, and from the way they stood up, it was plain they needed no support from the halter. They jiggled, but solidly, not loosely like the breasts of so many older women he knew. Ay carramba! Merely looking at her was building such heat inside him. She had wide-set grey eyes, a short, straight nose with the littlest bit of a bump on top, and full, rich lips he ached to kiss.
As a gardener, Jose had an opportunity to share a bed with many bored, lonely housewives. After he did his work, he'd be invited inside for a quick shower, a cold drink, and a fast roll in the hay. And though he was a happily married man with a growing family, he always had what appeared to be an endless amount of energy and sperm for his customers.
Jana, feeling happy, always liked to relax for an hour after coming home from school before doing the household chores. She found Jose to be an extremely handsome, personable man, and loved seeing him work in the garden. This was the second time she had seen him since moving into the new house. He had short, dark hair, was clean-shaven, with a handsome face that would have done credit to the statues she had seen in many a museum. True, he wasn't very tall, only five feet seven inches, but she was only five feet four inches, herself. To Jana, he had to be filled with love, for only a man so full of love was capable of making a garden so beautiful.
Jose had been correct in estimating the girl's innocence. She knew nothing of reproduction, sex, or anything associated with sex. Her father wanted her pure in mind and body for the husband he would select for her sometime within the next four years.
So it was, with nothing but consideration in rnind, Jana invited Jose into the house to relax. He had one more lawn to care for, but he didn't have to be there until five o'clock.
She led him through the kitchen door where 7 he removed his shoes. Seeing how perspired he was, she told him, "We have a spare shower down in the basement. Why not use it? When you come out, I'll have a glass of wine waiting."
Jose thanked her. He had not been to bed with any female that day, so this was his first shower. Though he wanted to join with this pretty chica, he was certain such a thing was nearly impossible, and so put it out of his mind as he took a quick shower, soaping himself thoroughly, then rinsing himself.
When he came out of the shower, instead of dressing, he wrapped himself in an oversized towel Jana had left for him. His own clothing was lying on a window sill, drying out.
The basement was the coolest place in the house. It was a furnished basement, and as he looked around, he realized it was a tiny apartment unto itself.
"This is where I live," Jana told him. "It's so cool down here, now, and there's a big boiler in the next room which will give off heat in the winter, keeping me warm."
"It is very nice," Jose nodded, sitting on a sofa in the middle of the floor. He presumed it opened into a bed, at night.
Jana sat next to him, smiling, completely relaxed. She handed him a glass of wine, and had a small glass for herself. Jose drank, and Jana poured him another glass, and yet another.
"You are a very beautiful young girl," he told her, feeling bolder because of the wine.
"Thank you," she smiled. "You are a very 8 handsome man. And you have a magic touch with things that grow. You must have lots of love in you, or you would never be able to do things so well."
"Si, yes," he nodded, feeling even bolder. "I have much love, and I would love to give some to you."
"I think that's wonderful," Jana smiled. "And I would love to give some love to you," she told him, not understanding what it was he meant by love.
"Ah, but your father, he would not like it if I did this thing," Jose told her. "He would fire me. Worse, he might have the police come after me."
"Why?" Jana naively wanted to know. "I think it's wonderful for people to exchange feelings of love. Papa's always insisting I stay away from men and boys. I don't see why.-1 mean, would you do anything to hurt me?"
"No," Jose replied, accepting yet another glass of wine. "But if you told your father, he would be angry all the same."
"Well I certainly won't tell him," Jana replied, putting the decanter on the table in front of the couch. "I think it's lovely that you want to share love with me."
"Ah, but the love I have in mind is more than more friendship," he told her, amazed at his growing self-confidence.
"Well I know you can't propose to me. The last time you were here you told me you were married. Besides, my daddy wouldn't want me to marry you."
"It is not marriage I have in mind," Jose told her, "though the love I feel for you is as strong as that of a groom for a bride."
"That sounds perfectly lovely," Jana said, smiling, her mind totally innocent and unsuspecting.
He was smiling at her, wondering if she was really this unknowing. It seemed impossible, yet the young girl was behaving so straightforward, not the least bit frightened of him. Was it possible? Could he bed her? And if so, would he be able to do it while causing a minimum of pain? He knew she was a virgin, and the eventual perforation of her hymen had to cause some little hurt.
His hand was resting on the couch, and Jana picked it up, studying it.
"You did a good job in the shower," she said. "There's no sign of soil under your fingernails."
And then she was squeezing his hand. Her eyes had a dreamy look in them, as well.
Jana had many girl friends, but because of her father's strictness, had not been allowed to date boys, or even go to the parties boys attended. She yearned for male companionship, and Jose's being here was the closest thing she had had to a male friend in her entire life. She didn't want to let him go. The towel wrapped around him had fallen to his waist, and she saw the bulging musclea in his arms and chest. He had a hairy chest, but smooth, hairless arms. She continued staring, her large grey eyes like saucers. The innocent look in them remained unchanged.
Jose lowered his face to hers, expecting her to pull away. But Jana enjoyed the nearness of the man, wondering what it was he intended. His lips were coming nearer, just like in the movies she saw on TV. Was he going to kiss her? The prospect excited her. In the movies, kissing was a true expression of love. And Jana, who loved all things, wanted to be loved. She offered her lips to him, raising her head a little. Jose hesitated a moment, then slowly, carefully, deliberately pressed his lips to hers, giving Jana her first kiss. He almost jumped when the young girl wrapped her arms around his neck, tugging him closer, kissing him more and more solidly.
Jana thrilled to the taste of Jose's lips, and she writhed her body against his naked one. But for her halter, there was nothing separating their flesh. And then she felt his hand rubbing her breast. For a moment she was tempted to pull away. Her daddy had insisted she never let a man touch her there. But it felt so nice. His palm, cupping her firm breast, made her writhe. And Jana, feeling how delightful it all was, felt sorry she had not allowed other men she had liked to do the same thing.
"You are very easy to love," Jose said to her, peeling his lips from hers.
"So are you," she gasped. "I liked that. Will you kiss me again?"
"But of course," he replied, his hand still rubbing her breast, and he leaned forward, pressed his lips to hers, and kissed her even harder.
When the kiss ended, he said, "You are so 11 lovely. Would you give me the pleasure of seeing your body with no clothes on?"
"Would my getting undressed truly make you happy?" Jana wanted to know.
"To see your lovely nakedness would make me ecstatic," Jose answered.
Jana rose, reaching behind her and fumbling with the strings to her halter. It finally opened, but she had her back to Jose when she took it off. Slowly turning around, she let him see the white perfection of her pear-shaped breasts as they bobbled slightly with her heavy breathing. They had thick, tan nipples and were surrounded by equally tan circles. Such lovely circles. To look at them made the gardener gasp.
"You're truly beautiful," Jose told her.
"Well," she said, a little uncertainly, "you don't have anything covering you from the waist up. It's only fair you look at me if I can look at you. Do you want to see the rest of me?"
"Very much," Jose nodded, "very, very much. You are a woman to be loved and adored, and I wish to see and adore all of you."
Without hesitation, Jana pulled down her ho^ pants, then lay down on the sofa as Jose stood. She stretched out, letting him admire the slim firmness of her thighs. Jana didn't feel the least bit embarrassed, because the man looking at her had already admitted he felt a love for her. Her pouting labia swelled even more, covered as they were with a light fluff of brown hair. Jose had to admit it was one of the prettiest little pussies he had ever seen, and he had seen his share. He sat next to her supine body, letting his towel drop as he sat, revealing the massive cock between his thighs. Jana stared at it, unable to believe its size. She had seen penises on babies she had changed while babysitting, but this ... this was something unbelivable.
Jose almost popped his load as he lay beside her on the sofa. The girl had a light, delicate look about her, as if she were some kind of fragile doll. The perfectly round, full breasts reminded him of a pair of grapefruit, and her light brown pubic hair was so lush it reminded him of waving wheat. The fullness of her vaginal lips was a thing he had to admire. Most of the women he had fucked had plain, flat cuntlips with no pout to them.
He kissed Jana while she was still stunned over the length and breadth of his immense, swollen member. Never in her wildest dreams had the girl imagined a male cock to be so immense. True, little boys grew up and their penises grew, too. But a penis this big was unbelievable. There was no possible way she'd be able to do anything with such a large penis, though at this point Jana was still unsure exactly what it was she was expected to do. It was a tan cock, slightly mottled, and the head was slightly hooded, though already a rich, colorful purple.
Jose's hand on her rounded breasts made Jana relax a little. She had always pictured men frantically pawing women because of the sounds she heard coming from her parents' bedroom at night. True, she had no idea exactly what it was her father was doing to her mother, but more than once she had heard her mother's muffled voice sigh, "I love the way you touch my body." But Jose was tenderly massaging and rubbing her nipples, cupping one, then the other, lifting them in turn to his lips. He kissed each in turn, then brought his mouth to hers, letting the tongue flick between her own lips and attack her tongue. Jana tried keeping her lips tightly closed, using her teeth to keep his tongue from getting to hers. She had always wondered what it was about a man that made a woman excited, and now she knew. It was no single thing, but a combination of many things, and kissing was not the least of these things.
Jose's hand moved flatly over her belly, rubbing it again and again, making her breathe even more heavily. Soon, her stomach was literally pulling in and out, and the movement of the gardener's hand concentrated on her hairy pelvis. When his fingers massaged the pout of her tender lips, Jana surprised herself by moaning and sighing. Her left leg automatically moved apart, giving Jose better access to her tender groin. He ran his fingers exploringly around the outer lips of her tender vagina, making the young girl moan again. Her labia had such a delightful bulge to them.
Jose took the time to stroke her thighs; first the left, then the right. Jana, more than willing to oblige the movements of his fingers, forced her loins farther and farther apart. She gasped when his moving fingers began probing lightly against her tender pussy.
The feel of his fingers lightly teasing around the outer circle of her tender cunt brought new, wonderful, tickling thrills into Jana's anxious, trembling body. For the first time she began to understand what had gone on in her parents' bedroom those many nights. She wished the couch was wider so she'd be able to spread her thighs farther apart and give him more room. Then it occurred to her to open the sofa into a bed.
"Wait!" she whispered. "Stand up!"
Jose, realizing the girl was under his spell, got to his feet and waited while she opened the convertible sofa into a bed. Then they lay down again, she spreading her thighs as wide as possible, allowing the gardener total access to her creaming snatch. He stroked her thighs with long, tender caresses.
Jana felt rewarded with more sensations shooting through her quivering vagina. Absolute ecstasy began charging through her tantalized body. No one had ever touched her there before. Jana had been steadfast in obeying her father's wishes, but now, disobeying them for the first time, she was sorry she hadn't disobeyed earlier. Thrills raged through her entire body, starting in her trembling vagina, and slowly working their way up to her nipples, which were long and swollen, as if bloated with the heat of the fire within them.
Jose's mouth pressed itself to hers again, and Jana opened her teeth, letting his tongue touch the tip of her own. The two oral digits touched one another again and again, fighting back and forth, moving from one mouth to the other. Jana felt more and more heat rage through her body as she alternately sucked on Jose's tongue, then felt his mouth suck on her tongue. Her responses let Jose know she adored what he was doing. Her squirming told him she was mad about the way his fingers were diddling her tender, sensitive pussy. And then something unexpectedly worked its way between her inner labia and slid slowly, softly, thrillingly into her quivering quim. Jana felt herself filled with more thrills and excitement than she had ever imagined.
"Oooooh ... uuunnnggghhh...." the girl gasped, then stopped abruptly as Jose's tongue forced its way into her mouth. She closed her mouth tightly around the invading organ, almost tempted to chew on the slithery organ. But the sensuous thrills building in her young, heretofore untouched cunt, enlarged with each passing moment.
It was all so new, so different for Jana. The young girl was totally overwhelmed by the sexual thrills pervading her entire body, never having dreamt that a male was capable of wringing such enjoyment from her trembling body. She was sucking vigorously, pulling his tongue deeper and deeper into her mouth, and it tasted wonderful. Jana had never realized a living, human organ in her mouth could bring such thrills. It was like sucking on a thick slice of corned beef. The tongue had the same resilience as the meat, and it was just as saltily delicious. The girl realized what she was doing made Jose all the more excited, and this thrilled her. It was wonderful knowing she had the same effect on him that he had on her.
Jose's thumb was lightly brushing Jana's tiny clit. It was still covered by the tiny bit of tissue, yet there was no mistaking the fact that Jana felt his thumb rubbing the little nubbin in its canopy of membrane. The young girl twisted and moaned as she sucked on the gardener's tongue, losing all control of her young self. Her responses were wilder than anything Jose had hoped for. That she was actively partaking of all this enjoyment so quickly was more than the man was able to take. Her eager participation caused his throbbing cock to dribble all the more excitedly. Christ! His hot cock was soaking in its own lubricious secretions. It had been so long since Jose had enjoyed someone almost this young and innocent, he feared a premature ejaculation at any moment.
Ay! This young, sweet girl was a pure virgin. Of this there was no doubt. The firm, tight pressure of her youthful cuntlips as they clung to one another assured him of her maidenly status. He had taken a long time to find the hole behind those seething pussy lips. Jose wondered if the sweet young girl would allow him to taste her tender pussy. He had lapped many cunts, but this would be his first virgin hole. He wanted to taste the sweet essences of this tender virgin. He wanted to do everything possible with her while she was still a virgin, and then be the one to deflower her. Unfortunately, his time was limited. What he did do with her had to be fast. The girl was so delightfully young and beautiful, so pure, he ached to drink from her vaginal fount. He continued the steady movement of his finger against her tender clitoris, feeling it grow and finally emerge from its shell. At the same time he attempted to pull his mouth from hers.
Jana sucked on Jose's tongue for a long while, keeping it locked between her tugging teeth. Then she lay back, panting. The feeling in her tender vagina was becoming stronger, and she was unable to concentrate on what her mouth had been doing. So she lay back to relax and let the feeling take possession of her thrilled self. It was all so wonderfully new. She wondered if she'd learn it well enough to teach it to some boys, someday. She was certain the boys would never be able to bring the rousing sensations to her body the gardener was causing, but she nevertheless felt it might be a good idea to teach them. When there was no gardener around, she'd need some fun, and if she was able to escape her father's eyes long enough to meet some boys, she'd be overjoyed to teach this to them ... assuming they were willing to learn.
Jose's mouth had dipped until it was sucking on her right nipple, the one nearest his mouth. His tongue was licking up and down her nipple, then circling it, then whipping it from side to side as it licked and lashed in a furious frenzy.
"Ohhhhhh ... yes ... yes ... yes...." Jana squealed, thrilled all the more with each passing moment. Her eyes were tightly shut as her mind concentrated solely on the thrills she was feeling. Throbbing streaks of delight blistered their way through her swollen breast, and a little afraid of what was happening, Jana shrieked, "No more, please. Oh no ... no more!"
The girl was reaching heights she had never known before, and as each new moment flashed by, she writhed, wriggled, and shuddered. Her arms wrapped themselves tightly around Jose's head, squeezed, then released it. She tried twisting away from him and managed to pull her tit from between his lips. In fact, she spun so hard, she almost rolled away from him, and in order to check her spin, she reached out and her fingers wrapped themselves firmly around the upstanding cock.
Oh wow! It was enormous and throbbing and felt like a red-hot steam pipe. Her fingers were slim and barely fitted all the way around the massive breadth of the organ. She squeezed, and Jose pulled her back, popping her breast into his mouth again, sucking madly in time to the way her fingers were squeezing his shuddering cock. She began tugging on it, and Jose feared she'd bring him off in her hand, so he stopped sucking on her nipple and paused to catch his breath. But all the while he continued stroking her clitoris.
Holding onto the massive cock for support, Jana raised herself to a sitting position so she was able to see the pulsing penis. Her fist was wrapped tightly around the pulsing base of the huge tool, with a full six inches poking through at the top of her grip. It was a blazing, burning penis, and though it looked deep tan, it felt hotter than fire. Her throat made little gasping sounds, and her wide, child-like eyes were filled with a smoky lust. She tried clamping her thighs together, wanting to keep the hand rubbing her there, trapped, but found no matter how tightly she squeezed her thighs, his hand continued its movement, anyway.
"Oooooh golllllyyyyy!!!" she gasped, and fell back on the sofa-bed, her legs wide apart. She moaned almost pitiably when his mouth returned to her young breast, this time sucking on the other nipple.
Any ideas Jose had about lapping at the young girl's seething fount dissipated. He knew, once he began, he'd never be able to stop, and his frantic penis would begin emitting its cascade of spurting sperm. He had to make her let go of it, now, or he'd leave her house with the two of them frustrated. Hell! He was the man! It was time he exercised some control over what was about to happen.
Reaching down, he forcibly opened her fingers and removed her hand from the stanchion of his throbbing cock. Rolling over above her, he slowly moved between her girlish thighs, his maddened heart pounding wildly as he gathered in the luscious form beneath him.
Jana held her arms up as he stretched out along the velvet-smooth form of her delightful young body. Jose's hard, firm stomach muscles nestled against the flat softness of her own belly. His throbbing penis rested itself against the hair-covered flesh over her pelvic bone. His hands gripped her two breasts, squeezing both of them, hard.
Although Jose made no attempt to enter the virgin girl, Jana seemed to know his thick, long, swollen cock wanted to fit itself inside her tight, virginal quim.
"Does it belong inside me?" she asked.
Shuddering, Jose nodded, saying, "The first time it will hurt, sweet girl. I do not wish to cause you pain, but if we are to complete this properly, then it must be done."
"And so it will be," her shuddering voice insisted.
Jana forced her right hand between their bodies, and with a little difficulty forced the swollen pudendum to slip its head between the sticky lips of her young pussy.
Jana knew it would hurt. How was any man able to fit such a thick roll of meat into the tight orifice of a woman without hurting her? But Jana instinctively knew the pain was welcome, because with it would come a luxurious pleasure she ached to feel. She was panting heavily, a bit from the anticipation of the thrills she was about to enjoy, and a bit from the fear of the pain she knew had to come. Jose was sucking on her left breast, his pulling lips swelling her nipple, filling her with greater anxiety. She felt the head of his hard cock pressed against the wings of her outer labia, pulsing and throbbing, insanely. It was letting her know of its need to be buried in her, but it was waiting for her permission.
"Yes," she whispered to Jose. "Put that wonderful spar into me. Do with me what you will to make us both happy."
"I will fuck you," Jose whispered, "for that is what my entering you is called. I will fuck you so you will never forget me, whether you know a hundred men after me, or only one."
"Oh yes, yes," Jana gasped. "Hurry, Jose. Fuck me, if that is what it's called. Fuck me, good."
The first inch of his swollen cock nosed its way between her taut, sucking labia. Yes, there was no doubt this girl was a virgin. Because she was doing all this so willingly, Jose wanted to enter her quickly, hurriedly snapping her maidenhead. It was still so hard to believe this pure, innocent teenage girl was giving herself to him so willingly. Ay! This one was a treasure, a true treasure. He was so terrified she would attempt to back out at any moment. But if she didn't, she was the answer to a hard-working gardener's prayer. And he'd be able to look forward to fucking her until the end of the gardening season, at least once a week. Perhaps he might agree to meet with her during the other days, as well, between doing some of the neighbors' lawns. His truck was a familiar sight on this street more than one day a week. No one would be curious as to its being there.
"More!" Jana gasped, feeling the flanges of her inner lips being widely pried apart by the massive organ fitting itself into her.
Before pushing forward any further, Jose rubbed the head of his massive penis back and forth inside the part of the girl's vagina already penetrated. His hand reached down so his thumb was able to maintain contact with her ultrasensitive clitoris. His palpating of the tiny organ made Jana ache for more of what he had to offer. She was already on the edge of her own first orgasm, though she had no idea what it was.
Jose's scrotum was a massive container of steaming seed, and once again it took a tremendous amount of will power to keep himself from corning then and there. His aching, throbbing cock wanted to pound right into her, slamming itself in right to the base. He wanted to lift those shapely young asscheeks off the bed with the force of his entry. He restrained himself, easing another inch into her, hearing her gasp and sigh, as her tunnel was forcibly stretched to contain his width, while the pressure of his flesh, rubbing against the nerve endings within, brought continuing sparks of delight flashing through Jana's brain.
The girl's hands flew to his head, her fingers catching in his curly hair. The teasing, never-ending probing of his thick cock, stretching her vagina, made her writhe. There was a combination of agony and delight. And then Jana all but screamed as she felt the bullet-shaped head of his penis push against the fragile membrane in her inner passageway. It pushed hard, and the girl squealed with pain as flesh within her suddenly tore. By some miracle the pain vanished as quickly as it hit her. The swollen penis was getting there, pushing deeper and deeper, widening her feminine tunnel, making it fit around the massive log of flesh. Her fingers slipped from Jose's hair and began scuttling down his back, feeling his strong shoulders and solid flesh. Digging her heels into the bed, Jana raised herself, then reaching down with her hands, dug her nails into the gardener's buttocks, driving him forward, forcing him to sink the full length of his throbbing pole into her sucking, weeping depths. The entire shaft filled the corridor of her taut vagina.
"Ooooooohhhhh!" Jana squealed, thrilled as never before, blanking all pain from her mind as the wonderful delight of being filled by a cock totally overwhelmed her. It added enormously to everything else she was feeling. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Jana whispered.
Jose lay there for several minutes, knowing any movement on his part before he was ready, and he'd blast his wad into the girl before she was set to come. So he lay there for a time, staring at her lovely face, kissing her precious lips, rubbing his nose against hers, then holding her tightly to him so he felt the roundness of her breasts pressing against his own chest.
After what seemed like an interminably long time, Jana felt a new thrill shoot through her as the huge penis slowly began stroking backward. Her face radiated her delight, letting Jose know how much she was enjoying it.
"Now we begin in earnest," he told her, and without another word, slammed his mighty penis all the way back into her, once again filling her feminine orifice with a million delights.
Jana's legs began flailing wildly around the slender body of the gardener as he rode his mighty phallus in and out of her feminine receptacle. Jana stretched her thighs, spreading them even farther apart, making certain every last fleshly inch of solid cock was buried in her frothing interior.
Jose lifted his body a bit, then slid back as he continued his pumping, making Jana's breasts accessible to his hungering mouth as he bent down and began sucking on her nipples. In the meantime, his knees pressed against her thighs, pushing them even farther apart, straining the tendons in them until they stood out like the cords in his neck stood out.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Jana encouraged, totally enraptured by the pressure of the throbbing, moving cock as it slid in and out, filling and refilling her wet, bloodied channel.
The girl's gasps were music to the gardener's ears. The scent of her steaming cunt was more aromatic than freshly mowed grass or honeysuckle. Jesus Cristo! Never had he enjoyed fucking a female this young. Ay! She was an eager one, this pretty little thing, wholeheartedly throwing herself into this humping. His wife, who was the best lay he had ever known, prior to meeting this girl, was nowhere near as good. Jana's little ass was wildly swinging around his plunging cock, and his thrusting penis was bloating with desire, ready to burst. But he didn't dare come with the young girl as yet unsatisfied. He wanted to use her again, and the only way to make certain she was available was to make certain she came.
Jose forced himself to hold back, doing his best to think of other things. But the young girl's active gyrations, plus her continual stream of sighs and moans as he fed his dong repeatedly into her made him realize there was no way he'd keep himself going. His climax was near, very near. His mouth, which had been roaming over her full breasts, tasting her nipples again and again, lifted and slammed against her eager lips. This time Jana was ready for him and sucked his tongue straight in. Jose began moving it in and out in time to the thrusting of his heavy cock.
"Yes!" Jana gasped. "Ohhhhhh yesssss! Yes! Yes! Yes! I can feel it, I can feel it...."
Jana had no idea why she was gasping these words of encouragement to the gardener. All she knew was, the fabulous phallus was continually sinking into her, and she was taking every last thick inch of it. The thrill was unbelievable, and she felt totally filled each time it crammed itself into her hungering hole. This wonderful, marvelous prick was drilling feelings of sensational delight into her, continually satisfying her with the sheer bliss.
"Ohhhhhh ... yessssss ... Jose ... yessss ... fuck me ... fuck me ... fu-u-u-u-uck meeeee...." she softly gasped, as if all the breath had been forced from her teenage body. ' Abruptly, the young girl felt the gardener's thick prong stretching her tight twat even more as it reached ever deeper into her sucking pit. The organ was pulsing and throbbing as if it were a living thing unto itself. He was speeding up, moving faster, pulling back, jerking forward, back, forth, back, forth ... and then the girl was arching, her entire young body tightening as she cried out, "AAAAAYYYYYAAAAAIIIIIEEEEE!!!"
Fortunately, a truck picked that moment to pass her home and backfire, and so her screams remained unheard by anyone other than herself and Jose. The gardener was grunting, thrusting, and then the teenage girl felt the heated sperm shoot into the tender interior of her womb, splashing great gobs of hot, sticky slime all over her tender interior, coating it as if with a soothing balm, while Jose gasped, "HHHHHAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!"
The huge, mighty organ was continually pounding into her soft, tender interior, unloading another heated wave of spunk with each forward thrust. Jana felt the hot spurts splash against her cervix.
"Ohhhhh ... yes ... yes...." she gasped to Jose, clinging to him with her thighs, clutching his hips and squeezing them as if intent on crushing the very life out of them. The girl felt her strength and then her very life oozing out of her. But it was so good. If death was meant to come after something like this, then let it, because young Jana felt she would rather experience this and die, than live a whole life without it. And then she felt her mind drifting off, and she knew it wasn't death, but a sweet sleep that would shortly pass.
When she awoke, a few minutes later, she feared Jose had already left. But then she heard water running in the bathroom. Forgetting about her nakedness, Jana rose and hurried to the bathroom. She saw the gardener filling a rubber enema bag with warm water. When he saw her, he smiled at her, then quickly explained he had found the bag in the bathroom closet. He was filling the bag for her, to make certain nothing happened to ruin their relationship. He took a few minutes to tell her about the making of babies, and she understood why he wanted her to douche. She was grateful, thinking he was being considerate of her. The truth of the matter was, Jose was thinking of himself, If the girl became pregnant, her father would definitely discover he was the one who had plugged Jana. Then the father, being from the old country, would probably come after him with a gun. At the very least, his job as gardener would be lost, at this house and every other house in this and the surrounding villages.
Jose helped Jana into the tub and showed her the proper nozzle to use, also showing her how to keep her body tilted in such a way that all the water stayed inside her until she was ready for it to come out, thus insuring the lolling of the spermatazoa crawling around in her vaginal tunnel.
Afterward, the two of them hurriedly dressed, Jose helped Jana change the sheets on her bed, then he smiled and left. Jana sat on the now-closed sofa, turned on the small TV set she had downstairs, and blankly stared at the screen, dreamily reliving what she and Jose had done together.
CHAPTER TWO
Before her mother got home, Jana managed to clean the house. Though she felt a bit tired from her exertions with Jose, she was so happy, she breezed through the housework.
All during school, the next day, she relived those moments with the gardener, certain she would never again be as happy as she was that time with him. Her best friend, Denise, had to nudge her more than once during classes to keep her mind on what was being taught.
Denise, Jana's friend, had been a chunky girl most of her life, and had only recently started losing weight. She was so self-conscious about her body, she broke into tears if anyone mentioned the word "fat," even if it didn't pertain to her.
Denise had light brown hair, a flat nose, and thin lips. Though not quite beautiful, she was more than attractive. A half year younger than Jana, she was an inch taller, but not quite as well developed. Her breasts, though round and firm, were small. She felt self-conscious about them, as well, especially in the shower room with other girls, after gym class. Though she never mentioned her fears to anyone, Denise was a bundle of nerves, and Jana was her only true friend.
Now, after school, Jana decided to take Denise into her confidence. She had to talk about her experience with Jose with someone. Although Denise was not nearly as naive as Jana, she was just as inexperienced as the girl had been prior to her bout with Jose. When Jana related her experiences with Jose, Denise felt admiration for her friend. Boy, Jana was really lucky.
"Well, gee," Jana told her. "I don't see why you and I can't share Jose. I mean, it isn't as if he belongs to me."
"Gee," Denise gasped. "D'you mean you would let me get in on this, too?"
"Well, sure," Jana nodded, "why not? But don't tell your parents. Parents can get awfully sticky about something like this."
"I know," Denise nodded. "I wanted to take sex education in school, and my mom said I couldn't. Gee, you'd think it was a sin to know these things."
"So you don't take it in school," Jana told Denise. "Learn all about it at my home, next week. Jose will be there to cut the lawn. Instead of him loving me, he'll love you."
"Gosh, that'd really be something," Denise admitted.
"Hey, I've got a great idea," Jana said to Denise.
"I don't know what Jose does with the other women when he cuts their lawns, but we could spy on him. I mean, he's in the neighborhood almost every day, on one block or another. We could watch him."
"Sure," Denise nodded. "Then I'd know how to act when my turn came. Jana, you're one swell friend."
"We'll go to your house after school," Jana said, "and you can tell your mom you're spending the afternoon with me. Then well go to my house. You'll have to help me with the washing, because I won't be able to go out until it's all done. But afterward, we'll go looking for Jose. And when he's not out mowing the lawn, we can sneak up on the house where he was working and see what's going on, inside."
"Okay," Denise nodded, smiling. And for the first time in a long time, Denise felt happy.
Immediately after making the beds and doing the laundry for the entire Elna family, Jana and Denise went looking through the neighborhood for Jose Amoroso's truck. They found it, foul blocks away.
"He's still cutting the lawn," Jana whispered to her friend, tugging on her short, green skirt, and smoothing her white blouse. "We'll have to wait"
"Okay," Denise nodded, fixing the pink bow in front of her pink dress.
The two watched until Jose had finished with his lawn duties. They were disappointed when he got into his truck, afterward, and slowly drove down the block, turning the comer. They were afraid he was finished for the day. But he parked one block down, got out, and went through the routine of mowing another lawn, clipping hedges, spraying the flowers, and adding fertilizer. An entire hour had passed since the girls had started watching him. But their vigilance was rewarded when they saw the lady of the house come out with a glass of cold water for the gardener.
"Hey, d'you know her?" Denise asked Jana.
"No," Jana replied. "But you can bet her husband isn't home. I can see right through that smock she's wearing, and she doesn't have anything on underneath."
"But she isn't talking to the gardener. In fact, she's going back inside."
"Sure," Jana nodded. "If she had stood outside, talking, that would have meant she was waiting for him to finish with the glass of water. She expects him to bring the glass inside."
Sure enough, a few minutes later, after Jose had finished putting everything back on his truck, instead of getting into it and driving away, he took the empty water glass and went into the house the girls were watching, through the back door.
"Come on," Jana whispered. "Let's get a look at what's happening."
The two girls looked around, making sure no other neighbors were outside, then quietly approached the house. Once again making certain they were not being observed, they quietly walked onto the lawn Jose had just manicured, grateful the owner of the house didn't own a barking dog to alert the occupants of their arrival.
"Look!" Jana whispered to Denise, pointing to an angled cellar entrance that was open. "If we stand out here, trying to look in, someone may see us. But if we get into the house, we might be able to see what is going on even more clearly, and not worry someone'll spot us."
"Good idea," Denise nodded.
The two girls hurried down the basement steps, into the cool cellar. Because the cellar doors were open, they were able to see their way across to the other side of the junk-filled cellar. They quietly climbed the steps, and found the door at the top of the stairs partly open. Quietly, the girls sneaked into the hallway of the ranch house, then remained still and listened. A shower had just been turned off.
Jana pointed with her finger, and Denise nodded.
The two girls felt frightened at the possibility of being discovered, but both felt thrilled, knowing they were going to spy on something supposedly forbidden.
"So," they heard the distant voice of Jose Amoroso say. "You like to be treated like a slut, eh."
"Yes," a female voice came back. "Yes, I want to be treated brutally, with some pain. But don't damage me."
"Do ... uhhhhh ... not worry," the voice of Jose said, as the two girls approached the bedroom. From his grunts and groans they were able to discern he was doing something physical already.
Reaching the open bedroom door, the two girls peered into the room, and what they saw astonished them. Both Jose and the woman of the house, subsequently to be known as Renee, were totally naked. Renee was as dark as Jose, about forty years old, with a plain face and what had once been a svelte, nice body. It was beginning to show its age. The flesh was flabby now, though not hanging, and her small, round breasts weren't too fallen. What surprised the two girls most was seeing Jose binding the woman's hands behind her back.
"You are very like a leetle child," Jose was telling Renee. "Like a child you mus' be spanked."
"Oh no!" Renee gasped, pretending to be frightened. Had the girls not heard her beg him to hurt her, they would have believed all this was happening against Renee's will.
"Yes," Jose insisted, and sitting at the foot of the bed, threw the torso of Renee over his lap, covering his stiff cock, and he began hitting the woman's cheeky bottom.
"Ah!" she shouted, stiffening all over as his hand smacked against her ass. Her voice echoed throughout the blue-wallpapered room as she squirmed in Jose's lap. The king-sized mattress seemed to squeak because of the way she writhed against the gardener, and the mahogany furniture in the room almost rattled.
Again the gardener's calloused hand came blistering against Renee's tan bottom. Fire blazed through her helpless body as she wriggled her heated, round, displayed buttocks. She squirmed about like a snake trying to shed its skin.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Renee screamed. "Stop!"
But Jose did not stop. He continued whacking Renee's jelly-like asscheeks again and again, heartily walloping her with vivid gusto.
The two girls, peering across the bedroom's blue carpeting, saw the upraised cheeks of the woman Jose was beating. They noticed how red the flesh was, flaming a bit more with each slap. The girls looked at one another and smiled, forcing themselves to hold back their giggles.
"Please stop!" Renee screamed.
"Luckily thees house is soundproof," Jose said with each whack. "No one can hear you scream. I weel stop when I have feenished."
The man was panting from his exertions, and Renee was gasping and crying. Her short black hair was hanging around her face, and even if she had been facing the doorway the girls would not have been able to see her eyes. Now Renee was shuddering, because Jose was occasionally pausing between swats, and she didn't know when to expect the next one. A bright, warm glow lit up the rounded shapes of her deliriously spherical buttocks. The two cheeks were rearing and leaping, and the flesh was pulsating and all afire from the heavy-handed beating Jose's palm was giving her ass.
At one point, Jose paused, and it seemed as if he was ready to stop beating the woman. But she rubbed her hairy mound against his thighs, and hot, squirting come-juice came issuing forth from her pussy, letting Jose know the woman had attained an orgasm because of what he was doing, so he resumed swatting her lovely ass. Once in awhile he caressed her buttocks instead of beating them, just for a short moment, and Renee gasped, saying, "Uuuhhhh ... Jose! You know how to treat a woman right."
Then he resumed his loud, resounding smacks. They landed making "splat" noises. Following each swat, Renee's bright red asscheeks literally jumped, tightly clamped against one another. Then they relaxed, slowly easing apart.
The girls watched as Renee's hands tugged at the ropes holding them behind her back. Her head was almost touching the blue carpet, and the wetness staining the broadloom beneath her was a combination of salty tears and sticky saliva.
Jana was unable to understand how the woman felt so much pleasure from being beaten. But knowing Jose as she did, she was aware he would never do something like this unless the woman had requested it. She, herself, would never want something like this done to her.
"Just a few more and you'll be ready," Jose grunted to Renee.
She responded by gasping and sobbing while dangling face down. The carpet beneath her head was drenched.
Jose whacked her a few more times, listening to the sobs that came from the throat of the woman each time he delivered a stinging blow to her buttocks.
Renee was feeling a fiery, anxious heat burning through her. She was glorying in the humiliation she felt, doing her best to clamp her thighs together when he began stroking and soothing the reddened roundness of her nether cheeks. Now, the hand that had spanked her buttocks was caressing the twin globes, trying to work their way into the sodden slot between them. But part of the game was to keep him from touching her there so easily.
The woman slowly but surely began to relax, totally unaware she was doing so. Little by little her thighs began parting, and the tan flesh between them became more and more prominent, just as the deep crack between her asscheeks became less and less deep as her buttocks relaxed. The hairs of her pelvis rubbed more certainly against Jose's thighs, and now the girls, seeing the legs open, noticed the curly strands of hair, like wild pieces of black thread, appear between the lower curve of her thighs. Soon the girls were able to see the flat lips of the spanked woman's vagina. In fact, the outer lips were all but invisible, for as her thighs pulled apart, so did they, revealing the rich inner labia, a wet, shining pink.
Renee gasped and more juices spurted from within her as Jose's hand touched her tender, forbidden spot, then touched the heavy black bush, as well. She writhed, then sighed loudly and stiffened. She did her best to clamp her thighs shut again, but one of Jose's legs hooked over her right ankle, forcing that leg to remain immobile and completely separated from the other.
"No!" Renee gasped. "Oh no! How could you do such a thing?"
"How can I not do such a thing?" Jose asked.
The two spying girls shivered with anticipatory lust, not knowing what Jose intended doing next, but feeling hot and bothered watching the way Renee writhed and squirmed.
The black-haired woman shuddered, gasped, and trembled as Jose's fingers tickled their way through the short, curly black hair on her mons, then slowly traced their way between the wide-open wetness of her inner pink lips. More liquid oozed from inside Renee as Jose's fingers continued tickling the inner membranes of her labia minora. His fingers continued their sensuous stroking between her snug, wet cuntlips, and slowly, very slowly, his middle fingers pushed between them and buried themselves to the hilt, within. Deeper and deeper into the hot, wet succulence of her cunt the fingers moved.
"Unnnhhh ... oooooh ... ahhhhh...." Renee sighed.
The girls felt their mouths watering, and they had to make a visible effort to swallow to keep their saliva down. The sight overwhelmed them.
Jana, seeing Jose's finger sink into Renee's seething pussy, recalled how delicious had been the feeling of the man's thick cock in her own vaginal causeway, and it sent a series of wild shudders vibrating up and down her spine.
Jose said nothing at that point. The movement of his fingers, the overpowering heat coming from the wonderful softness of Renee's aroused cunt, was so overpowering, words would have been wasted at this point. He pushed his middle finger even deeper into the sucking swamp of Renee's hot cunt, wiggling it from side to side as he injected it. In the meantime, he reached forward with his index finger and began massaging the little penis-like extension at the apex of her inner lips. The vibrant clit began jerking and twitching as he massaged it, attempting to escape the rapturous pressure of the finger. Her hands pulled hard against the robe sash binding them, but it was futile. Jose had tied her hands too tightly.
Smiling down at her, Jose continued massaging her delicate clitoral extension. In the meantime, his middle finger sank deeper and deeper into the tight canal, a canal he had plundered before. The walls of her clinging pussy sucked on his finger, pulling it deeper and deeper. At the same time, her anxious clitoris swelled, stiffening and filling with blood, enlarging to its full length and breadth.
Clear, slippery fluid began oozing from the moist, parting sweetness of Renee's upside-down vulva, and her sighs and gasps became longer and more drawn out. The flooding juices sometimes flowed and sometimes spurted, betraying the fact that Renee was having a series of orgasms in this humiliating position. The space between her reddened labia became wider and wider. Slowly, as if against her will, the dark-haired woman was surrendering totally to the incredible pleasure caused by the pressure of the gardener's fingers. His forefinger, with studied tenderness, was running over her exposed, upstanding, blood-filled clitoris. Shudder followed shudder through Renee's anxious, vibrant, womanly body. Quivering thrills of total enjoyment blistered through her form as she writhed and squealed, letting her emotions become visible. A tightness which had formed in her intestines while she had been spanked now began relaxing, and the knot became easier within her. The woman gasped and murmured incoherent sounds as the gardener whose lap she lay across continued rubbing her pussy and mons with his fingers, the one finger continuing to palpate her clitoris, building her higher and higher on the orgasmic scale. She had enjoyed a multitude of small crises, but now she felt a huge, overpowering orgasm suddenly slam into her, jolting her so hard, she all but fell off Jose's lap.
"AAAAAYYYYYAAAAAIIIIIGGGGGHHHHH!!!" Renee squealed, and Jana, who remembered having yelled in a similar manner, empathized with Renee. Jana reached into her panty crotchband under her skirt, and massaged her tingling clitoris. The sight of Jose feeling
Renee was too much for her. She needed some relief. Listening to Renee's orgasmic conclusion made her hotter than ever.
The woman lay over Jose's naked thighs, a helpless victim to the man's ministrations, which were building new, frenzied, pulsating ecstasy inside her. Her mind was whirling with uncontrolled delight as frothing foam filled her vagina. Now her legs simply fell apart as she let Jose bear all her weight. She groaned and sighed and gasped repeatedly, feeling thrills spasm wildly through her entire body again and again. It was as if this big orgasm was all that was needed to set off a chain reaction of climaxes through her helpless body. She twitched and jerked, and the sight of what she was doing made Jana rub her clitoris even harder.
Denise, seeing the jerky movement of Jana's hand, stared in awe at her friend, wondering what Jana was doing. Yet the girl in the pink dress didn't dare open her mouth and talk to her friend. Their presence had to remain unknown.
Jana's tongue was hanging halfway out of her mouth as she watched Jose lift Renee from his lap and lay her down on the huge bed. Renee's body was shining with perspiration. Her breasts rolled from side to side as she lay back and breathed, attempting to get over the thrilling sensations invading her body. The nipples, like two baleful eyes, seemed to be staring every which way at once.
Standing, Jose walked around the room, breathing deeply. He moved to the air conditioner and turned it on, wanting to feel cool air wash over his sweat-drenched body. Jana, staring at the waggling penis while she still massaged her clitoris, feared he might shut the door with the air conditioner on, but Jose made no move other than to turn around in front of the air conditioner and let the cool air it emitted wash over his recently showered body. But the cool air did nothing to ease the heat in his jutting cock. It twitched and shuddered, and it was obvious the gardener intended easing the swelling within by burying the full length of it inside Renee.
The dark-haired woman lay on the bed, her arms still bound behind her. She was moaning softly, riding along on the effects of her after-climax. Even so, her eyes remained locked on the huge mast standing out from beneath the dark bush on Jose's pelvis.
"How do you feel?" Jose asked her.
"I feel good," she admitted. "But I need more."
"Ah, of course," the gardener nodded. "And you shall have more. I shall beat your buttocks until they are all but black and blue. But don't worry. The color will fade by the time your husband comes home."
He reached down and tugged the bound woman off the bed, to her feet. Her breasts fell forward as she rose, and the hardness of her nipples was obvious. They were two large spheres of tanned flesh, attesting to her sunbathing without a halter. They trembled and danced like marionettes being held in place by invisible wires. There was almost a liquidity to the way they bounced up and down, as if they were bobbling on top of water.
Jose was a man able to admire every good feature about the woman he was with at the moment. And right now he was admiring the crests of Renee's breasts, staring at the dark brown aureolas and licking his lips. The nipples stood out like the noses of small, helpless animals, and the man had to restrain himself from sinking his teeth into them.
"Yes," Jose said to the bound woman standing before him as he sat on the edge of the bed. "This time, your asscheeks weell look redder than the skin of the apple."
"No!" Renee gasped, once again acting the part of an outraged woman.
Unable to control the situation, Renee squealed as she felt herself being tugged across Jose's lap again.
Whack! Whack! Whack! The sound of Jose's flat plam echoed over the noise made by the air conditioner.
Jana's finger was pressed solidly against the button of her aching clit, and with each whack, she rubbed her finger across the sensitive bubble, writhing and wriggling, fighting to keep herself from gasping or making any kind of noise.
Renee sobbed and cried out with each heavy smack against her burning asscheeks. Her legs kicked backwards in futile objection to the ignominious punishment. Jose, determined to con tinue, brought the flat of his hand scorchingly against the red roundness of Renee's buttocks, repeatedly beating her flesh like a tom-tom. Each application of his palm to her asscheeks sounded like the crack of a whip, able to be heard above the sound of the air conditioner, but not loud enough to be heard outside.
As Renee writhed on Jose's lap, she felt a strong, poking pressure against her lower belly and pelvis. She smiled to herself, even as she screamed because of his hitting her. The pressure she felt was Jose's massive baton of flesh, more rigidly erect than ever. And it was all because of the feel of her flesh, as well as the sight of her upturned, reddened asscheeks. She turned her head around and looked up at his face, seeing the glee written all over it. He was enjoying this sadistic punishment almost as much as she. Ah, yes, she loved the wicked, stinging slaps against her buns. It made the feeling in her vagina that much more enhanced when he finally did fuck her. And this time he was beating her a little harder than he had ever done before. The pressure of his penile head against her belly built the desire that much faster in her.
Her upraised loins and asscheeks swung from side to side as the woman bucked and shuddered, gasping out her pleas for the gardener to stop. Jose, concentrating on making her asscheeks a bright red, was deaf to the pleas he knew to be false, anyway. Whack! Whack! Whack! His palm continued smacking against her uptilted buns. He would hit the right one, then the left one, but he always varied the rhythm, so she never knew when he would strike next.
Renee was perspiring in spite of the air conditioner. She writhed and wriggled all the more, feeling perspiration drip down her dangling breasts. God! Her breasts felt so heavy, as if they were weights, pulling her down. Yet the hand pressed into the small of her back prevented her from sliding off the gardener's lap. Each whack against her buttocks made her struggle more, causing her dangling breasts to wobble that much more quickly, literally feeling like fifty-pound weights. Now the woman began quivering and trembling even more wildly as the blows from Jose's palm became more and more wicked. Each slap of his palm felt like a white-hot iron being slammed against her buttocks. Her rounded asscheeks shimmered and trembled and both were so red, they looked like fog beacons. Staring at the floor, she gasped, thrilled Jose was not holding back. She loved being walloped like this. Her own husband would never do it to her.
Jana, staring at what was happening, rubbed her BB-sized clitoris all the harder, but her own climax was no closer. She had to slide a finger into her cunt before the thrills began heightening again.
Renee felt something like a million spiderlegs crawling through the tightened lips of her seething vagina. She shuddered, licking her lips, anxiously waiting.
The woman felt a wild intermingling of pain and pleasure, anticipating what would happen next, yet not knowing for certain, since Jose never did the same thing twice when he was with her. Now his hand was alternately caressing her pussy lips for a few moments, then slamming against her bright red buttocks.
Denise, who had been quietly watching all this, including the way Jana was fingering herself, was unable to understand what kind of pleasure Renee was receiving. That the woman was enjoying the spanking was obvious, but why she enjoyed it was something Denise was unable to comprehend. More, why did it make Jana touch herself in her private area? This entire thing was completely confusing to Denise. She decided to watch some more and see if she was able to learn the reasons for all these strange goings-on. And yet, deep down, she had to admit she was feeling a quivering thrill of some kind she had never known before.
Renee lay quivering across Jose's lap, feeling sparks shoot through her rectum. She realized the man was no longer spanking her, but his fingers were slowly continuing to caress her sodden cuntlips while his palm slowly, carefully, gently, massaged her reddened buttocks. Renee forced her thighs to part, giving the moving fingers easier access to her feminine chamber. The hairy, pouting lips of her vagina seemed to enlarge with Jose's touch. From flat, shapeless lips, they had puffed into rounded, dripping labia. Fingers were massaging the rabbit fur of her vaginal area, sliding back and forth in the wet, reddened center of her seething cunny. The finger was once again teasing her inner lips as it had done earlier. This time, Renee ached for a cock. She. was beyond the need for fingers. Yet the ball of his finger was already massaging the hardened clit. He hadn't even touched it to make it hard. The clitoris seemed to swell of its own volition in order to stretch out and greet the oncoming finger. Her wrists ached with wonderful pain as the robe sash held them in place behind her back. Sublime thrills ran rampantly through her quaking body, and Renee wished her hands were free. She ached to push against the floor with her palms, raising her hairy cuntlips higher, spreading them wider for the finger moving between them, causing more of her womanly lubrication to flow heavily. Oh Lord! It all felt so wondrously good. The gardener always seemed to take forever in continually building her to new heights.
"Huuunngghhh!" Renee gasped, as the finger began wildly massaging her clitoris again, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing. Liquid flame surged through her blood vessels, and the woman writhed all the more frantically, wondering if the lava in a volcano was as hot as the fire charging through her anxious body. Soon she would explode with orgasm all over again, and her hot, leaking lava-like water would spurt all over Jose's lap.
Jana stared, her tongue hanging out as her own finger continued manipulating her vagina. She was totally unaware of her friend's eyes, concentrating as she was on the tableau in the bedroom The woman had already enjoyed a couple of orgasmic peaks, while she, Jana, had yet to attain her own satisfaction. This was almost cruel.
"You are putting on much weight," Jose told Renee. "You weell have to go on a diet in a leetle while."
He slipped an arm under her body and tugged her to her feet, then flung her back onto the bed. She was prepared to he on her back, on her bound wrists, set to endure the discomfort of the position. But Jose gripped her hips and spun her over so she was on her belly. Then he used his hands to hoist her waist up, making her prop her knees under her. She did this, her face reddening until it was nearly as crimson as her buttocks.
The two girls saw the hand-walloped buttocks very clearly, now. And looking at the divided asscheeks made Denise blush, while Jana panted anxiously.
Renee's head pressed sideways into the pillow at the head of the bed, though her body was sideways across the bed, rather than running the length of it. Her shoulders were hurting her because of the strain caused by the position in which her wrists were bound. She was aware the man was more than beating her. He was humiliating her, and it did her masochistic senses a world of good to know this, for in his doing this, the gardener had devised a new way to titillate her. The idea of him staring at her beaten, burning asscheeks as they remained propped up in the air filled her with a sense of delicious futility. Her husband never looked at her buttocks, and as far as Renee was concerned, they were her best feature. Too, being upside down in this way made her breasts dangle downward, preventing them from appearing as if they sagged.
The idea of being attacked this way was delicious to her helpless mind. She wanted him to see more of her exposed genitals, and struggled to spread her thighs even wider apart. And then Jose's hand slipped between her thighs, massaging her labia, and Renee no longer thought of anything other than the enjoyment she was once again feeling. The finger massaged her clitoris repeatedly, and she felt herself suddenly spurting hot, colorless sauce all over his hand and wrist as she achieve a series of six minor culminations. Shivering, sighing, gasping, panting for air, Renee felt her body totally overwhelmed with this series of climaxes as heated desire burst through her again and again. She remained on her knees, swaying from side to side, waggling her buttocks like a pair of red semaphore melons.
"Uunnhh!" she gasped, as the man once again removed his hand. She had to bite her lips not to do anything other than moan.
Renee loved his touch and was aware the gardener knew it. Yet she did have some semblance of pride, and didn't want to admit just how much she enjoyed what he was doing. A long, loud gasp suddenly burst forth from her throat when his thumb and forefinger grasped her clitoral bud between them and pulled. Oh God! He had her exactly where he wanted her, and deep down she had to admit it was precisely where she wanted to be.
"Now, my leetle one," Jose breathed, "we weell deliver what the French call the coup-degrace."
"Yes, yes, yes," Renee gasped.
Jana, seeing what was happening, rubbed her own clitoris with even greater strength, intensifying the friction. She was going to come, and very soon. Unwittingly, Jose was teaching her that she was capable of satisfying herself. She stared as Jose, still massaging Renee's clit, moved until he was at an angle which let the young girls know without a doubt what he intended doing. On the bed, on his knees, he was aiming his hard cock at the split-purse of Renee's swollen labia.
Denise turned to Jana, about to open her mouth. But Jana, totally lost in what was happening, didn't even see Denise, so the girl in the pink dress pressed her hands against her enlarging breasts and clamped her mouth shut.
Renee trembled as the hard, hot dome of Jose's thick penis slid between the backs of her haunches, nosing into the soft little curtains of her outer labia. They were already parted, as if knowing the "performance" was about to begin.
The inner lips were also pulled apart, sagging in anticipating pleasure as the hot, lube-soaked head massaged her clitoral bud, causing some of Renee's inner nectar to come bubbling out. The fluid coated the head of the penis.
Renee's mouth hung open. The two girls were able to see the reflection of her face in the mirror across the room, and it was obvious from her expression that she was enjoying every last little bit of what was happening to her. When the penis pressed between her inner labia, her eyes snapped wide open. Much as she wanted the cock inside her, she had wanted to prolong this enjoyment just the littlest bit more, and she tried moving. But it was too late. The ultimate pleasure was about to begin.
Slowly, very slowly the heavy penis began sliding into her taut, tingling womanly channel. One thrill followed another through her womanly center.
"Ahhhhhh!" Renee sighed, and Jana unwittingly drove two fingers into her own vagina, while her other forefinger continued massaging and palpating her clitoris. Oh yes, yes, this time she would be able to reach the orgasm she had been seeking.
Jana smiled to herself. To think, yesterday she had been as innocent and as unknowing as Denise. To a certain extent she was still unknowing, because what she was watching today was something her mind had never conceived. In fact, seeing all this convinced her there were many other things she had yet to learn, and she was becoming more and more eager to learn with every passing moment.
Jose's thickness was something Renee was still not accustomed to. Her own husband's penis was so much more slender. The swollen member plunged deeper and deeper into the tightness of her womanly cunt, spreading her inner walls wider and wider apart. The enjoyment was so marvelous, the cries welling up in her throat crushed in on one another, preventing themselves from escaping. And so Renee remained silent as the huge spike of flesh continued filling her taut vaginal interior. Waves of delight rolled over her as she pushed her face all the more deeply into the pillow.
As a little girl, Renee had been brought up to believe her vagina was destined for only one man's penis. She had believed that, thinking sex was something she had to endure for the sake of her husband's pleasure. But Jose, the gardener, had finally convinced her to open her thighs to him, and he had shown her all the pleasure she had missed up to this time. Now Renee intended making up for lost time, letting this wonderful gardener plow her fertile cunt at every available opportunity.
"You are a wonderful woman," Jose gasped, continuing to tunnel his way into her.
When he was fully buried inside her, the gardener stopped, waiting for her tight pussy to expand and adjust itself to the thickness of his thrusting cock. Much as she wanted to shriek out her pleasure, Renee remained silent, fully enjoying the way his phallic extension marinated in the hot depths of her sucking well. For a long time the gardener, now on the bed on his knees, remained behind her, his massive dork lodged all the way inside the woman's tight cunt. It remained unmoving, and its very presence filled the woman with delight. At one point she wanted him to start moving and considered jerking forward a little to let him know she wanted him to get started. But Renee decided against it, thinking she was better off waiting for Jose to make the move. Too, if she moved too quickly, she might let his wonderful plunger slide all the way out of her, and he might not want to put it back into her.
After much thinking, Renee decided the best thing to do was to simply wait and see what would happen next. And Jose's large penis remained locked all the way inside her while his thumb and forefinger continued massaging her clitoris, causing thrills to continue building inside her.
The woman was shuddering with unquestioned delight when the gardener slowly backed his massive dork from her sucking corridor. There was a new thrill as the moving piston of flesh slid back. Renee sighed and gasped as the man's fingertips pulled and massaged her vibrating vaginal extension, rubbing it and teasing it as more of the hot fluid within her seeped out around the throbbing penis and continued oiling his balls and his hand. Her soft, sucking vaginal flaps clung to the moving penis, fearful it would leave her body and never return. She gasped and shuddered as the corona of his glans made contact with the inner part of her labia minora, teasing her into believing it just might pull out. Thrills continued mounting, making Renee sigh with delight.
Jana, still staring at what had happened, had slowly sunk to her knees, massaging her clitoris with one forefinger, and using the other one, in conjunction with her middle finger, to slide in and out, in and out of her own tiny, sucking pussy.
Jose pushed back into Renee, making her smile with welcome relief. Tears of delight were heavy on her tanned face. Her bubbling juices were dripping down her thighs, making them soaking wet. The man rubbed and rolled her clitoris between his experienced fingers, and the woman continued trembling, knowing there were no more minor orgasms left inside her. The next one would be a biggie. It was taking its time building, but because it was so slow in enlarging, she knew, when it finally did break over her, it might totally engulf her. Imagine, she might be gobbled up by her own climax, totally disappearing, never again to be seen by anyone in this world. Well, it would be worth it!
Jose repeated his slow movement, back and forth, again, building the woman ever higher, making her mentally reach out for her orgasm He pushed forward, then pulled back, then pushed forward, then pulled back, and all the while his fingers continued diddling her tender clitoral bulb. Renee tried counting the number of times he plunged into her, but lost count after the fifty-second thrust. Now the massive rod plunging in and out was building greater pressure than the moving fingers on her clitoris. The gardener seemed to know this, and finally let go of Renee's tender nubbin. He used his hands to untie the sash binding her wrists, knowing full well she needed her hands to enjoy what was to happen. And all the while he continued plunging his massive prong into and out of her sucking container.
Renee's hands fell limply to the bed, and immediately blood began coursing through her body, making her wrists tingle. The pulling tension on her shoulders was gone, and her breasts fell forward, touching the bed beneath her. Tiny pinpoints of sensation trickled up and down both arms, and feeling slowly returned to both arms. And then his hand was back at her clitoris, stimulating it again, enhancing the thrusting thrills caused by his moving penis. The hard whang slammed into her girlish belly again and again.
As Renee helplessly lurched back and forth, Jana felt her own legs shoot straight out. Her body stiffened, and the climax she had been seeking finally came to her. Her upper teeth sank into her lower hp to keep herself from crying out.
Denise watched her friend's reactions even more closely than she watched what was happening in the bedroom. Her own hands pressed against her budding breasts, under her dress, and her palm massaged the nipples, making her feel all hot and bothered. Not as unknowing as Jana had originally been, Denise had more than an inkling of the sexual arousal building in her. Now, more than ever, she wanted to share Jana's bed when the gardener came around the following week.
Jana let her climax sweep over her and then slowly fade away. Now her mind was free to return to what was happening in the bedroom, and she intended watching closely.
Jose's hard, masculine truncheon was pounding in and out of Renee's seething pussy.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh," Renee continued gasping on each inthrust.
The massive dork continued pulling halfway back, then pounding in again and again, wetly gliding in and out, in and out. The thrills were so great, Renee was unable to measure them. But she refused to admit she was this close to a climax. She wanted it to last so much longer. She wanted it to last forever.
The gardener was pounding steadily into her burning vagina, purposely maintaining a rhythm of long, hot, smooth strokes that probed into the extreme sensitivity of her body's flushed cave. In addition to the hot, hard, forward surges of his hips, Jose was swinging his body from side to side, rotating his penis inside Renee's tightness. It was as if his throbbing cock was corkscrewing its way spirally in and out of her seething cunt.
Renee was making gasping sounds, and the sounds were louder and louder. She was trembling skittishly when his two hands began sliding up along her body, reaching for her full, dangling breasts. His fingertips played with her nipples much the same way they had toyed with her clitoris, earlier. But he took the time to hold each breast in the palm of a hand, caressing the full, round globes in time to the way his massive horn continued gliding in and out of her tight, squeaking sheath. His penis plunged in harder and harder, as if attempting to find new depths. The gardener was leaning against the housewife, holding her breasts as if they were handles. His fingers tickled her hot, dangling tits solidly, and Renee was able to feel the individual pressure of each fingertip.
Although Jose was not a tall man, he had large, full hands, and the way they caressed Renee's body made the woman shudder with more and more wonder. She enjoyed the definite sensation of security imparted by the huge hands, winding around her sensitive, swollen mammaries.
Renee loved the huge thickness of the massive phallus chugging in and out of her. It also imparted a feeling of security, even though it was slamming into her hot, heated pussy from behind. One of the many things Renee enjoyed about Jose was his ability to maneuver her into new positions each time they fucked. She felt de-virginized all over again, each time the man fucked her. This was the seventh time Jose was hosing her, and Renee had to admit it was just as good as the first time. Each pronging by this man made her ache for more, whereas each time her husband fucked her, Renee only wished he'd get it over with as quickly as possible. His movement inside her ignited passions in her the way two sticks rubbing together created fire. And the greater length of Jose's cock, reaching depths of her vagina never touched by her husband's penis, sent more sparkles shooting through her ravaged tunnel. And the moving phallus was continually being bathed by the hot juices inside the woman's aching pussy.
Renee no longer thought about what was happening. Neither did she think about her own responses, which were automatic. The gardener had increased the rhythm of his plunging penis into her womanly garden, and Renee met the thundering, driving surges with backward thrusts of her buttocks, digging her knees and elbows all the more deeply into the mattress. She felt his hard elbows digging into her hips on either side as his fingers squeezed and pulled her breasts much as if he hoped to urge milk from her swollen nipples, though his fingers constantly changed the pressures they applied. Renee also felt the surges of the man's hot, heavy loins and hard belly as his stomach slammed against the rounded cheeks of her upturned ass, imparting even more pleasure to her. The tight, smooth walls of her vagina seemed to be custom-made for the length and thickness of his cock, now that her innards had expanded.
Renee sighed and gasped, her fingers trying to clutch the sheets on her bed. Her face was burning red, and she realized she was gasping so heavily, she was almost out of breath. It was as if she had been running for a long, long time. The sound of the huge flesh sword continually slurping in and out of her sheath, making loud, obscene squishing sounds, was more arousing than anything else she had ever known.
Renee felt the climax building now, and nothing in the world would be able to keep it away. She moaned, stiffened, and arched her back as she tossed her head back and hissed out a loud, "YESSSSS! UUUUUGGGGGHHHHH! OHHHHHH!"
Jana stared, looking at the triumphant smile on Jose's face as his thighs ground into Renee's round asscheeks and he pumped into her vagina with massive, lurching strokes. He was a steady machine, pumping, pumping, pumping. The woman pressed her palms flatly into the bed, raising her upper torso higher. She gripped the mattress as firmly as possible, not wanting to be shoved off the side of the bed by the heavy, massive, pounding thrusts of Jose's cock. Her dangling breasts danced wildly beneath her body, swollen as they were with a lust she had not known previous to meeting this exciting, erotic gardener.
Little by little the massive climax within began to settle, and the woman became aware of the swelling of Jose's already thick penis. He was going to peak.
"HHHHHUUUUUNNNNNGGGGHHHHH!"
Jose gasped, and a hot torrent of his masculine jism went spewing into the woman's vaginal cavern. He continued pumping, and as his phallus continued moving, specks of white spunk began dotting the backs of Renee's thighs, mixed with her own juices, as her vagina became filled to overflowing.
Denise stared in wonder, her tongue hanging out, wishing she knew what it was like to feel something like that inside her own body. But she would find out, and in the not to distant future.
She and Jana retreated and left the house the same way they had entered it. They hurried back to Jana's house, and there, giggling, discussed what they had seen.
CHAPTER THREE
Denise didn't want to admit it to Jana, but the sight of her friend, masturbating, had been almost as arousing as the sight of what the gardener had been doing to the woman they had watched. She realized that the sight of another female's genitals was just as exciting as the sight of male organs. She wanted very much to touch her friend and see what it was like.
"Wasn't that exciting?" Jana asked, when the two girls were in Jana's basement apartment.
"It sure was," Denise nodded, breathing heavily. "Boy, from what I saw, you sure got one helluva kick out of it all."
"Gosh, Denise, I was unable to help myself, I mean, once a girl knows what it feels like, the sight of something like that makes her want to do it again in a hurry."
"I sure envy you," Denise admitted. "I've never had an orgasm."
"Is that what it's called?" Jana said. "Hey, listen. My folks won't be home for another hour. You're my best friend, Denise. If you want, I'll do it for you. You'll love it."
"Honest? Oh Jana, I'm dying to find out what it's like."
"Hey, you don't even have to wait for Jose if you want to get rid of your virginity. I mean, that thing is a real pain, anyway. And a cock as thick as Jose's is bound to cause a lot of pain the first time it shoves itself inside you. What you need is to have that membrane taken out of you by something thinner."
"Like what?" Denise asked.
"Like that thick candle over there. It's so petrified by now, it'll never break inside you. And it's thin enough to fit into you without expanding too much. And when I finish using it on you, you can use it on me."
"Okay! What do we do first?"
"First," Jana said, "we get undressed."
The two girls hurriedly stripped off their clothing. Then Jana opened the sofa-bed. Now, for the first time, Jana was able to study her friend's body. Denise still had some stretch marks from when she had been heavy, but they would soon fade away. Denise had smaller breasts than she had, with large, pink nipples and almost no aureolas. Jana saw the curvaceous lines of Denise's hips and realized she enjoyed looking at the nakedness of her friend. And from the glitter in Denise's eyes, she could tell that the girl was just as pleased to look at her naked body. Jana was learning to appreciate sensuality, having more than her own share of that particular quality. It was going to be a pleasure watching Denise react to being fucked, even if it was only to a candle. By next week, Jana would have the chance to see her friend react to a thick cock stuffed in her tight cunt. But now she was going to touch her best friend's most private places. In a way, Jana felt honored. She'd learn how Jose felt when he had touched her.
Denise lay down on the opened bed, and Jana knelt on the floor beside the bed. Though both girls were seventeen, neither had been made aware of any stigma attached to girls playing with girls, and so they decided to fully enjoy one another. And even before they touched one another, the two girls knew full well each was going to receive a full measure of enjoyment.
The moon-shaped cheeks of her friend's buttocks looked so delectable and arousing. Jana was able to understand Jose's fascination with Renee's asscheeks-his desire to wallop and spank them. There were lines on Denise's skin, where the elastic waistband and legbands had clung to her. Jana softly traced them with her finger, carefully avoiding the lint-surrounded slit already trembling and leaking the light, sticky moisture hidden inside.
Jana continued letting her hands wander over the full, rounded buttocks of her friend, caressing the moons of pleasure, making Denise quiver and writhe. Sighs of gasping contentment came from Denise's throat. It was plain to Jana that Denise used a scented soap when she showered. The delicate, feminine fragrance still lingered on the girl's skin, and Jana inhaled deeply. Yes, she was very clearly able to understand Jose's enjoyment of the female form. She was getting almost as much of a thrill from Denise's body as she had gotten from touching the forbidden member between Jose's thighs.
Denise felt herself becoming more and more aroused, and she was glad she had returned here with Jana. This experience was something terrific. And because she was with Jana rather than a man, Denise knew there was no chance of feeling pain. She ached to reach behind her, get a good grip on her buttocks, and tug them apart, giving Jana an even better look. But she lay motionless for the moment.
Jana stared at the dark crack dividing her friend's buttocks and licked her lips. The scents rising from the gluteal crack made her mouth water, and she had the strangest desire to probe in there with her tongue. Instead, Jana allowed her hands to lightly caress the roundness of Denise's buttocks. She had to work slowly. She didn't want to push things too quickly and have a terrified friend go running from her house. Aside from running the risk of losing Denise's friendship, there was always the possibility of Denise's telling her parents. No, she had to go slowly and keep Denise enjoying everything. Even as she thought of all this, her hands massaged the swollen ass mounds, moving closer and closer to the inner thighs.
"Ummmm!" Denise murmured, signaling her approval, feeling the heated contact of her friend's hands touching her upper, inner loins. Shivering chills started making their way up and down the length of her spine, and the insane, thrilling emotions charging through the young girl were starting to mix her up. She wondered why she was allowing Jana to do this. She also wondered why she was feeling so aroused at her friend's touch. It was almost as if she were allowing some man to touch her. She knew no man had ever touched her before, yet she was certain this was what a man's touch would be like. The enjoyment of all this had her so befuddled, Denise was no longer able to think clearly. Ever since Jana had told her about Jose, Denise had wanted to find out what it was to be loved by a man. Watching the gardener do his thing with Renee had aroused her to unbelievable heights. While watching it, she had wished some man might come along and touch her body. She hadn't had the courage to touch herself as Jana had done. But now, Jana's touching her was causing fiery thrills to swell in her lower belly, building higher with each passing second. The flames had to be quenched before they consumed her, and Denise realized the only way to smother this fire was to have a total orgasm.
Jana found herself thrilling to the way Denise was responding to her hands. It made the girl that much bolder, and she decided to continue. Now she had her friend completely under her control and she was anxious to continue; to see how far she was able to go with her. There was a fun feeling in corrupting Denise, in knowing that when Jose left for the winter, she'd have a playmate of her own making.
Her eyes turned to look at the decorator candle. It was old and hard, all right. She had no worries about the heat of Denise's cunt melting it and ultimately causing it to snap in two. This candle would remain solid, doing the job Jana wanted it to do.
Standing, Jana walked over to the table on which the candle sat in its holder. Taking the candle out, she found it hard. Going to the bathroom, she ran water over the candle, quickly washing it down, not wanting to infect Denise. Then she hurried back inside and knelt beside the sofa-bed. Denise hadn't moved an inch. She hoped her friend hadn't fallen off into some kind of stupor. Golly! Perhaps all this was too much for the girl, after all
Her free hand reached out and began caressing the inner part of Denise's thighs, the fingertips tickling their way up and down the tender white flesh.
Jana was relieved to find her friend still in control of her thoughts. Like Denise, Jana was in a highly aroused state. She was able to understand her friend's desire to slip into a thrilling funk, but she was glad Denise was managing to remain clear-headed. By remaining mentally alert, Denise would enjoy the proceedings that much more, sensing and savoring all that was happening to her. This was going to be one hell of an experience for the both of them. Jana shuddered, thinking how much she'd enjoy all this.
Jana lay down beside Denise, pressing her naked body to the soft body of her aroused friend. Arousal and desire, already high in her, rose to even higher planes as she rubbed her breasts against the somewhat smaller mammarial wonders of her friend. Confronted with the delightful shape of Denise's nakedness, licentious pictures began taking shape in Jana's mind. The girl was no longer able to control the wonderfully wicked thoughts running through her head. Vibrating sensations were madly tearing through her own naked form, and Jana felt herself becoming more and more emotionally involved. The thought of what she was about to do to her friend caused the frothing juices in her own vagina to start bubbling. The hot, greasy fluid inside her began bubbling out and covering her outer labia. The thrills and pleasures in her body were enlarging, and Jana knew she, too, would need some kind of climax shortly.
"Denise," Jana softly whispered, tugging her friend's soft, round, white body closer.
"Hhuuhh?" Denise replied, revealing the stupor she was in despite the total awareness of all that was happening.
Denise, while feeling Jana's hands, had been forming mental images of Jose fucking Renee, trying to picture herself in Renee's place, wondering what it would all feel like. She wondered if Jana would keep her word and see to it she met Jose. After seeing what she had seen, and feeling what she was now feeling, Denise knew she would never be the same. Her naked body ached and shuddered, quivering for attention. Yes, she needed to be loved and adored. But as Jana's hands wandered over her, she kept imagining she was being touched by Jose. Yes, yes, it had to be the gardener. He had been so masterful with Renee. She, Denise, wanted to be mastered the same way. Her body was on fire, sincerely believing Jose's hands were on her. She ached to have him touch her everywhere. And then, even though she was a virgin, she wanted to be soundly fucked, just as he had fucked Renee.
"Ummmmmm!" she sighed. "Yes, yes, I like it."
Jana began stroking her friend's back with long, smooth caresses. She was all set to say something, then thought better of it. She decided Denise was enjoying what was happening to her, but it was possible she didn't know who was doing it to her, and so by keeping her mouth shut, she would allow Denise to enjoy it that much more. As if under a spell, Denise twitched and writhed, and Jana was convinced Denise was receiving the full enjoyment. And she was getting as much of a kick out of touching Denise, as the latter was out of being touched.
Denise's nipples were hard pellets, and thick, gooey, heavy moisture was flooding her internal feminine tunnel. She writhed and gasped as Jana continued caressing her, half-turning at that moment. When Jana saw the stiffness of her friend's nipples, she felt a pang of lust shoot maddeningly through her. To think she was the one causing Denise's nipples to swell and harden like this! Then she looked down and saw the tips of her own breasts and realized they were as long and as hard as those of her friend.
Bending forward, Jana stuck out her tongue and allowed its tip to touch the nape of her friend's neck. Then slowly, little by little, she let it trail down the girl's spine right to the coccyx at the top of Denise's asscrack.
"Ohhhhhhh ... ahhhhhh...." Denise sighed. "That feels so wonderful, Jose. Do it again please. Do it again. Keep doing it."
In her mind, Denise was picturing the amorous gardener's head hovering over her back, his tongue and his fingers touching her. She had never felt anything this arousing in her life. The girl ached for "the gardener" to continue fondling her body forever.
Jana smiled to herself. She had come a long way from the totally unknowing girl of just two days ago. She realized her friend was imagining it was Jose who was touching her. The girl wondered how Denise would react if she realized it was she, Jana, who was doing all this.
Staring down at her friend's parted thighs, Jana wished she had a penis and was able to stab it between the slavering, hungry lips of Denise's pussy. Seeing the extended clitoris made her think of her own, and she wondered what it would be like to rub her hardened clit against the extension between Denise's thighs. No, no, it wasn't quite time for something like that. Denise might snap out of her stupor, and, realizing what was happening, the girl might balk. Jana didn't want that happening. When Denise finally did remember who it was who was causing all these wonderful feelings inside her, Jana wanted her to be so grateful she'd be willing to do anything Jana wanted. Until that time, she intended keeping Denise at peak arousal, begging for more. So in spite of the aching, burning urge to pull her friend close to her and ram her sodden labia against those of the other girl, Jana kept herself under control She lay back, planning out her course of action. But she did keep her mouth stuck to the base of Denise's spine, kissing and licking, making her friend writhe continually.
Now Jana started moving her stabbing tongue-tip lower, letting it run lightly over the white, smooth cheeks of Denise's shuddering buttocks. As she licked lower, she began inhaling the fragrant vaginal perfume now bubbling out of Denise's virginal cuntlips. The aroma built new flames in her, arousing her to greater heights. She wondered if her own juices smelled that good to Jose. Little by little she was arousing Denise to where she'd beg for more when Jana finally pushed the candle into her.
Jana raised her tongue from the body of her friend to send a whisper of hot air against the soft, white, tender flesh of Denise's body where the girl's loins came together. Denise's only response was a low, quivering sigh. At that point, Jana ran her slick, wet tongue between her friend's white, inner thighs, licking down to the backs of the girl's knees, then wiggling her tongue back and forth as she licked her way up again, not yet daring to allow her tongue to touch the prone girl's pussy. But Denise's cunt was being stimulated by what Jana was doing. Jana sensed the steaminess within, and, inhaling the strong fragrance, she sensed the differences between herself and her girlfriend. But it was this difference in aroma that made Denise so desirable. She was anxious to spear her tongue into the dripping honeypot, but decided to wait a little while longer, knowing if she teased Denise long enough, the girl would want that candle poked into her, and there was a good chance her anxiety would be so great, she'd never notice the pain when the candle sliced away her hymenial membrane.
The working, licking, taunting tongue between Denise's trembling thighs felt to her like the tip of a bare, exposed wire plugged into an electric socket. Hot, burning blasts of licentious lust blasted through her trembling body, charging her with lascivious desire, making her vibrate from top to bottom. The enchantment seemed to paralyze Denise, and Jana realized her friend had become a slave to her emotions. The softness of the mattress against her face, against her breasts, against her belly and thighs, made her feel thrilled, yet secure, content, yet aroused. In Denise's mind it was Jose who was doing all these things to make her feel good, and as far as she was concerned, Jose had the right to do whatever pleased him, since it also pleased her. The gardener seemed to know what was best for her. The thrilling enjoyment of lust was being enhanced in Denise's mind, swelled with strong, delighted titulations of vibrant, sensational wonder. Her boiling pussy was thrilling with anticipation of that which was yet to take place.
The sight of Jose's penis-the instrument that had buried itself in Renee's teeming vagina-filled Denise's thoughts. How wonderful to have that organ penetrate her own body and make her squeal and gasp as it had made Renee do. The memory of that phallic extension pumping in and out of a hot vagina built the lust in the young girl to an even higher peak. She had to have it in her, as well.
Jana was staring at the wet, dripping crack between her friend's thighs. No wonder Jose was unable to resist her own body. I look just like Denise between my legs. Golly! If I can't resist Denise's dripping vagina, how can Jose resist mine, or for that matter, the vaginas of any of the women with whom he's made love. Gosh! There's a man who's really lucky. Aside from all the other females in the neighborhood, as well as me, he'll soon be having Denise. And Denise and I have to be content to share Jose between us. Not that he isn't fabulous, but how can the one man have enough stamina for all of us? Gee! Wouldn't it be wonderful if Denise and I were able to find two penises for each of us. But how many others are as long and as thick as Jose's?
Jana had lost all sense of self-restraint. The time had come for her to taste the savory juices slipping from the tantalizing inner oven between her friend's thighs. At this point, she knew Denise intended offering no resistance. Once her mouth was clamped to the juicy gash, she'd have her friend a total slave. Yes, knowing Denise as well as she did, Jana was certain the girl intended reciprocating with her own mouth as swiftly as possible.
Reaching between her friend's burning loins with her left hand, Jana slowly moved her extended middle finger toward Denise's pulsating, weeping pussy. Slowly, the extended digit approached the seamed entrance to Denise's quivering nookie. Jana noted how thick and full were the cuntlips, with a rich coral hue to the ribboned entrance. The sparse strands of brown pubic hair seemed magnetically drawn to the approaching finger and appeared to stand straight out, aching to be touched. Jana carefully pried apart the fur-lined lips to expose the rich, inner pink-hued membranes to her questing eyes. Resting right against the mattress was the hardened little pellet of her friend's aroused clitoris. The trembling middle finger extended itself toward the vibrating clitoris, and then brushed lightly against the hardened nubbin.
"Eeeeee!" Denise squealed, so totally overcome by the first touch of a finger against her tremblingly sensitive organ.
It was as if all the enjoyment she had seen taking place between Renee and Jose was now drifting into her, hitting her with powerful blows of lusting sensation. The delightful shuddering blisters of inner thrills seemed to center themselves in her pink, clitoral pearl, and from there shot into every sensual nerve ending in her shuddering body, filling her with more and more licentious need. Yes, it was as if she was experiencing an instant replay of the feelings Jana had known, earlier in the afternoon, when Jana had fingered herself.
Denise ground her hips strongly against the pressuring finger, her breath coming in tighter and tighter gulps as the fire in the core of her body intensified. She felt another finger probing between her labia and sinking into her narrow vestibule, slowly moving forward and in. She tensed as she felt the digit slowly slide past the opening and into her tender tunnel only to slide back again. Again it pushed at the tight, clasping wetness of her interior, then retreated. Denise impatiently wiggled her hungering pussy against the mattress as if trying to catch hold of the extended finger probing into her vaginal tightness.
"Uhhhh ... yes, yes, Jose ... yes ... do it...." she gasped, in a completely sexual stupor as her friend's long middle finger began slowly snaking its way into the sucking, squeezing tightness of her youthful feminine tunnel. The finger continued moving deeper, and suddenly there was a sting ... nothing more, and Denise knew the membrane attesting to her virginity had been snapped. Jana's finger kept on sliding in, pushing between the walls of her friend's lubricating cavern until her palm was pressed against the slavering lips of Denise's vagina. The slight smear of red mixed with the lubricating juices continually coming out attested to the removal of the girl's cherry.
The brown hair tickled Jana's palm, causing the girl to swiftly rotate her plunging finger inside her friend's tight pussy. She teased her finger in and out, tugging it back and forth, hearing the slavering slurps each time her finger pistoned back and forth. Denise felt herself rising higher and higher on the hill of delight.
Jana felt herself gasping more and more heavily as she understood her excitement was mounting, seeing the way her friend responded to the movement of her finger. Watching Denise's desire mount ever higher built flames of passion in Jana. She tingled with lust at the feel of Denise's rounded asscheeks against the palm of her hand as her finger continued moving in and out of the girl's seething quim. Lord! She wished she was able to put the middle finger of her other hand inside her own cunny, but it would divert her attention from what she was doing. In a short while she would be using the petrified candle in Denise's cunt, really reaming the girl out. In the meantime, she continued pumping back and forth with her finger, feeling the heat in Denise's cunt all but cook her finger. She wondered if Jose was really aware how much females enjoyed a long warm-up period. He was considerate, and with both herself and Renee he had taken lots of time, but did he really know how much she enjoyed the way he took his time teasing and tantalizing her before actually fucking her?
Reaching between the mattress and Denise's breasts, Jana managed to grip her friend's nipple, and she began pulling on the little nubbin. She discovered her own excitement was still mounting, becoming greater and greater, building until it would shortly be out of control. God! She found herself completely incapable of remaining objective at this point. She was in dire need of some kind of satisfaction. Each little squirm of Denise built the fires of lust that much higher in her own creaming cunt. She was desperately in need of fulfillment. Her friend's lustful sounds were charging her with frothing need as wanton licentiousness spread rampantly through her quivering body. Each gasp of enjoyment coming from Denise's mouth caused the turbulent juices in her own cunt to bubble that much more quickly, stimulating her body to even greater heights. There was a powerful, mounting set of sensory thrills preparing to burst forth from between her thighs, and Jana knew she needed some kind of gratification, and she needed it in a hurry. Perhaps, if she made Denise come quickly enough, it was possible her friend might have enough strength left to do something for her.
Keeping her finger firmly entrenched in the sucking center of Denise's trembling body, Jana reached out and grabbed the petrified candle. It was considerably thicker than her finger, but only half as thick as a penis. True, it was much longer, but Jana had no intention of shoving the entire length into her friend's hot cunt. Also, it lacked the warmth, and the pulsating throbs of a good, strong penis, as well as the turret-like head. In reality, the candle was a poor substitute for Jose's penis, but under the circumstances it would have to do.
Slowly easing her sticky fingers from Denise's cream-filled cunt, Jana prepared to push the candle into the turmoil of her friend's feminine depths. Denise, her eyes still closed, still lying on her belly, pushed her hot pussy back, trying to find the fingers that had invaded her so pleasantly. For a moment her body was unable to find anything, and she silently, inwardly, cursed. She had been close, very close to her first orgasm, and for the moving finger in her hot cunt to stop so abruptly was truly enough to make her cry. She wanted to cry out to the gardener to plunge his fingers back into her as he had stuffed his cock into the woman she had watched him with, earlier. And then hands touched her buttocks, caressing them, smoothing them, massaging all of her, urging her to roll over and lie on her back. The hands caused her knees to remain upraised, spreading her slender loins far apart. Staring at the ceiling, she felt herself almost returning to reality, realizing she wasn't with the gardener, after all. She had completely forgotten whom she was with, and she didn't care. She did know the person with her was capable of penetrating her taut pussy, and she wanted it filled again until she was able to fully enjoy the orgasm she had seen Renee enjoy, earlier. Denise had to close her eyes because of the late afternoon light streaming in through the window. It was all but blinding her. Clamping her eyelids closed, the girl concentrated on the gratification she expected to feel from within. Her hotly bubbling cunt was all but screaming for penetration.
"Fuck me," she gasped. "Oh yes, fuck me and let me know what it feels like. Fuck me until I reach heaven."
Her teeth were gritted together as she groaned out the words, her voice sounding unreal even to herself. Denise felt hands pushing on the insides of her thighs, shoving them farther and farther apart, straining the muscular bands in her thighs. Her breasts bobbled up and down with her ragged breathing as she anxiously awaited what would happen next.
Jana, staring at her friend's breasts, was awed at the way the pink nipples swelled, looking like oversized grapes. Though Denise's breasts were not as large as her own, the girl did have nice enough hillocks, and Jana was unable to resist feeling them. She released her friend's thighs, reached out, and pulled the nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. Her palms closed over the tiny mountains of flesh and she rotated them against the spiking nipples. The rubbery feel of them against her hands made her salivate, and Jana found herself aching to suck on the hard protuberances. Well heck, why not? Denise was here, alone with her, with no one else watching. There was no reason on earth why she, Jana, could not suck on the girl's nipples. Now she'd discover the pleasures Jose had known when playing with her own breasts. Yes! And so leaning forward, Jana pulled the coral point between her sucking lips and began slurping strongly, feeling her friend anxiously clamp her arms around her head, tightly clutching her to the rounded mammaries.
Jana's hand brought the candle between Denise's widespread thighs as she slid her body closer to that of her groaning, moaning friend. Her mouth remained clamped on Denise's nipple, her lips avidly sucking as if pulling some honeyed substance from the pink point. Her free hand was massaging Denise's other nipple while the hand with the candle slid the petrified wax closer and closer to the heated den between Denise's thighs. Jana's gnawing teeth bit down a little on the excited bud on the end of her friend's fleshy pap. Denise sighed with ecstasy. Jana felt her own swollen breasts pressing their nipples against her friend's smooth rib cage. Jana pulled, sucked, and slurped the tasty point of Denise's breast deeper into her mouth, swallowing more of the fleshy orb, hungering to cram the entire breast down her throat. Denise moaned and sighed, wriggling and twisting as her friend's mouth continued its strong sucking. Mmmmm! It felt so good, so good. Denise's hands crushed all the more tightly around Jana's head, her fingers entwining themselves in Jana's hair, pulling on the strands, causing just enough small pain to excite Jana all the more. Jana felt her nostrils flare as her face was being pushed all the more strongly into Denise's flesh, loving the sensation of one swollen orb being crammed deeper into her throat, while the other one pressed against her ear and her cheek.
As she sucked, Jana began understanding the joy Jose received from something such as this. One didn't have to be a man to enjoy sucking a woman's breasts. And her friend was so tasty. Jana felt Denise's nipple seemingly become thicker, larger, and harder between her lips, while her own nipples, scraping against her friend's flesh, also seemed to enlarge. Sexual enjoyment seemed to have caused the both girls' breasts to enlarge.
Opening her mouth and letting Denise's breast slide from between her lips, Jana pulled her head away from her friend's grasping hands. Sitting up, she stared down at the girl's writhing body and knew Denise was as ready as she would ever be for the candle.
"Ooooooh!" Denise was gasping. "Please, please, fuck me! Do it, now! Fuck me just like that woman was fucked."
The girl wriggled helplessly from side to side, rubbing against Jana's body, sitting next to her. It was as if Denise's body was no longer controlled by the girl's mind, but rather had a will of its own. The pressure of teeth biting and lips sucking on her nipple had driven Denise to the brink of madness. She knew if she didn't feel an overwhelming consumption of orgasmic relief in a short while, she'd go insane. Her arching loins were pumping up and down, and Jana suddenly realized the petrified candle she was gripping was rubbing itself against Denise's puffy, virginal mound.
Denise, feeling the candle tickle her sucking labia, was convinced she was about to be deflowered all over again. And since the first rending of her hymen had caused almost no pain at all, she was looking forward to the happening. But this time there had to be greater pleasure. Somehow, in some way, Denise sensed it.
Jana continued rubbing the base of the candle up and down against her friend's soft, quivering pussy lips. She stared at Denise's face and saw the other girl's eyes shining, looking forward to what was certainly going to happen. Even if the candle was a poor substitute for Jose's cock, Jana knew Denise would be unaware of it. After all, Denise had yet to feel the gardener's masterful stroking penis move inside her. The candle would seem just like a cock to the innocent girl. Later, when Jose did put the real thing inside Denise, the girl would first discover the difference. But for now, the candle was better than leaving Denise's dripping cunt empty.
Holding the candle by the tapered end, Jana twisted the other end of the petrified wax between her friend's cuntlips until she was certain it was screwed into the sodden entryway. The hair-surrounded slash gaped wider, and Jana began moving the candle up and down, letting it slide from the bottom of the heated pussy to the bubble of clitoris. She leaned in close and stared at what she was doing, enjoying the way Denise's hot cunt, like the mouth of an oversized grouper, opened and closed in an attempt to capture a helpless minnow. The wax stick slithered through the curling hairs, sliding up and down, up and down until Denise's squeals told her friend she was unable to take any more of this kind of teasing. Now she moved the blunted end lower, massaging the narrow elastic opening. And then, little by little, Jana increased the pressure, pushing the wax rod into her friend's wet, coral tunnel.
"Eeeeyyyyiiiiii ... yyyaaaahhhh!!!" Denise gasped, feeling what she believed to be the probing head of a penis start pushing deeper and deeper into her girlish cunt. It was stretching her previously untested walls, but not nearly as much as she thought it might, considering the thickness she had seen Jose shove into Renee's cunt. Digging her heels into the mattress, she lifted her fulcrum, anxious to feel the slender probe sink all the more deeply into her, especially since there was hardly any discomfort, but one heck of a lot of thrilling sensation. She wanted to feel it fill all of her.
Jana felt the perspiration come flooding from her pores as she saw Denise's eyelids tighten and squeeze as one thrill followed another into her delightfully anguished body. The mere sight of all this was becoming too much for Jana, but this time she was unable to stop and mastur bate, simply because she was the one responsible for Denise's feeling this way. Jana had to carry this through to its conclusion and hope Denise had enough strength and decency in her to bring Jana some satisfaction, as well.
Even though the pressure on her slavering pussy was not nearly as strong as she believed it could be, Denise was aware her young vagina was still very tight and firmly gripping the waxen intruder as it pushed its way ever deeper into her. Despite the crushing grip of her cunt walls, she felt the cylinder sink farther and farther into her. When it touched her womb-opening, the probe was so narrow it was able to bypass the narrow neck and move even deeper into her throbbing trough, filling the young girl to completion. The finger, so recently in and out of her, had not sunk nearly so deep. The pressure against her thrillingly aroused interior was building because the slender object being pressed into her was widening never-before probed parts of her, creating the impression of thickness. It was touching all her inner walls, but only because of the taut way Denise compressed her vaginal flesh around the solid rod.
"Oooooh! Yes, yes, yes!" Denise gasped. "I love it! I love it! Give me more, more, more!"
The girl was begging, and Jana, realizing she had Denise totally won over, pushed the candle in a bit deeper. Her hand gripped the petrified wax firmly, with three inches of candle sticking out from under her fist, and four inches being gripped by her fist. The rest of the candle, eight inches of unbending, unbreakable length, was completely buried inside Denise. Jana twisted the candle and screwed it clockwise, then counterclockwise. She was aware of just how much candle Denise was taking. She knew it was the slenderness of the wax taper that allowed so much of it into her friend's seething cunt.
The sight of the wax cylinder buried so far into Denise's creaming, tense, almost crushing pussy was sending blasts of heat shooting through Jana. Arousal was running rampantly through the young girl, but she felt it her duty to finish what she had started with Denise. She tugged, and Denise gasped. She pushed and Denise squealed. The horizontal girl was madly and wildly bucking, running her tender inner flesh up and down the length of the hard, hot candle.
"Hhhhaaaannnngggghhhh! Eeeeeyyyyiiii! Yyyyaaaagggghhhh! Uuunngghh! Oooonnnnhhhh!" Denise gasped and squealed.
It was good. It was wonderful. It was the most thrilling thing Denise had ever felt. Any discomfort she might have felt at the beginning, when her walls were being slightly stretched, was now totally gone. All she felt was thrilling pleasure as the wax dildo fitted into her with such wonderful pressure, the smooth hardness was truly a delight to her burning, aching walls. She felt the petrified length continually massaging her inner tightness, plunging in and out with swift, thrusting attacks and retreats. The entire length of the penis-like plunger seemed to move out of her only to return and shove itself all the way in. Her body was moving in cadence with the thrusting length, and Denise was shuddering with wanton pleasure. She gasped and sighed repeatedly, aching to feel even more delight. Somehow, good as this was, the young girl seemed to sense there was even more pleasure available to her, even if she was unable to find it at present. She was certain there had to be even more of an internal stretching. True, there would have been more pain with the greater stretching, but the pleasure compensating for the added pain would have been commensurate. Oh, wow!
Jana was awash with perspiration, and more than once felt the candle almost slip in her wet fist. But she held on. This one time was for Denise. Her friend had to feel everything and understand how good it all felt.
"Ohhhhh huuuunnnhhh!" Denise panted, writhing even more quickly as the candle plunging in and out of her intensified its movement, thrusting into her with greater frenzy. The anguish was delicious, but unbearable. Her belly was sucking in and out rapidly, moving at an uncontrolled speed. The climax was starting to build inside her ... it was the one she had been on the verge of having before. This time it wouldn't get away. And this time it was far stronger than before. She had expected a strong feeling earlier, but what she felt coming on now was beyond belief. It was going to be fantastic, really fantastic
Looking at Denise's face and seeing the wanton lust scrawled all over it, Jana envied her friend. Denise's head was madly spinning from side to side. The strands of loose hair stuck to her skin with perspiration. Her hands were gripping her own breasts, thumbs rubbing the nipples maddeningly as she slammed her loins higher to meet the furious thrusts of the inplunging candle.
Jana felt the perspiration on her forehead dripping into her eyes, the salt stinging them. The sight of her friend, so erotically aroused, had an overpowering effect on her. This was Denise's first culmination, and it reminded her of herself enjoying her own first time ... had it been only yesterday? It seemed like so long ago, now. She plunged the candle in and out with even greater speed, tugging her other hand away from Denise and letting it wander down her own belly. She needed some satisfaction, and she needed it now. Her fingers wandered lower, dancing through her brown pelvic hair, reaching for the coral slash beneath. God! God! She didn't want this done with her own finger. It had been enough to do it earlier when she was watching Jose fuck Renee. Now she needed something more than her own hand. But her body needed satisfaction and there was nothing else around. Her finger would have to suffice until her friend was ready to do for her what she was doing. But even as she thought all this, Jana wondered if she'd be content with feeling a candle inside her.
The wetness of her dribbling vagina greeted her finger as the oily flow inside came rushing out. She had no trouble whatsoever worming a forefinger into her body. She twiddled the finger around and around. It was too thin. It wasn't enough. She needed more. Slowly, carefully, she pushed a second finger into herself, massaging the two digits in and out rapidly, and she was able to feel that the interior of her own vagina was slightly rougher than that of Denise.
Denise, humping her buttocks up and down on the mattress, let out a pitiful gasp, letting her sweet cunt swallow as much candle as possible. That elusive orgasm she had been seeking was almost there. Any moment now it would totally overwhelm her.
Jana was moving the candle through Denise's slavering pussy in time to the way her fingers were cruising through her own vagina. Every tingling nerve was alive.
"Ohhhhh yessss!!!" Denise was screaming.
The candle was continually rubbing every wall in her sensitized vaginal vessel. The climax was building, building, building, and then it was there.
"EEEEE ... AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH ... HHHHHAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH...." Denise screamed, her body trembling and violently shaking as it experienced the ultimate delight. "GGGGGAAAAAGGGGHHHHH! OHHHHHHH!!!"
Jana watched the cheeks of her friend's upraised buttocks as they firmly, solidly clenched tightly around the pinched brown pucker of her tiny asshole while her thighs now clamped tightly together around the candle. Heavy floods of spurting fluid came charging out of the clogged hole. What seemed like gallons of come-juice soaked Jana's hand as she continued pumping the stiffened candle in and out. Bubbling ooze soaked the bedcovers.
Jana writhed, jamming her fingers all the deeper into her own vagina, aching to come. But fingers just weren't enough. And Denise's clutching cunt walls held the candle tightly inside her. There was no way Jana was able to pull it out and start using it on herself.
After a long, long while, Denise's body began to relax. Her heart was still pounding heavily, but her breathing had returned to normal. Her vaginal grip slowly but surely relaxed, and Jana carefully tugged the length of petrified wax from inside her friend, making soft "pop" as it came out.
That was when Denise opened her eyes and realized where she was, and whom she was with.
"Gee," she gasped, "that was really something." Then seeing the droplets of perspiration falling from Jana, she said, "Golly, I think you ought to let me do something for you."
And Jana smiled.
CHAPTER FOUR
The weekend came, and Jana and Denise went to the local amusement park together. They needed to do something to take their minds off physical pleasure. The girls had avoided touching one another ever since their first experience together, but both knew it was only a matter of time before they did it again. The two were restraining themselves because they wanted to keep themselves ready for Jose, the following Wednesday. What would make this even more difficult was the fact that Denise was going to spend Saturday night at Jana's house. Denise's parents were going away for the weekend, and Jana's parents were visiting friends and would be home late. They were pleased their daughter had found a friend to stay with her. This way, Jana's brother would be able to stay out late on his date, and not have to stay home and keep his sister company.
The two girls left the amusement park at six o'clock in the evening and headed for Jana's house. They stopped in at a pizzeria and ordered a pie to take with them. Neither was aware they were being watched by a balding man in his early thirties. He had bushy brown hair at the back of his head, a small, broad nose, and thin lips. Steve Marquardt lived next door to the Elna family, and he had seen Jana and Denise hurry into Jana's basement apartment a few days before. He had silently peered through the small basement window for awhile, and had seen the two girls at their lesbian play. From the few words he had overhead, he understood that their lesbianism was a temporary substitute for heterosexual play. Having seen Jana's parents go out for the evening, he was determined to take advantage of the girls should they return to the basement and start playing again.
Marquardt was all of five feet seven inches tall, and for some reason believed himself to be too short. As a result he had an immense inferiority complex. For this reason he had married early in life. The woman he had married had become disgusted with him, and she had left him. So Marquardt lived in his house by himself, often having to fuck his fist in order to alleviate his frustrations.
While the girls had frolicked together, Marquardt had gone home, gotten his camera which was loaded with highly sensitive film, and taken pictures of the girls. Since the film was in black and white, he was able to process it himself. The big eight-by-ten blowups he had of the two girls together ought to be enough to convince them to do as he wished. He was too intelligent to consider rape. Rape was for morons who took pleasure in humiliating women rather than in enjoying them. Steve Marquardt, though in capable of keeping a wife, did believe sex between a man and a woman should never be forced. As a result he intended blackmailing Jana and Denise into doing what he wanted. Not that he intended showing the photos to their parents. What good would it do him to ruin the girls? No! He had to make them believe they'd be ruined, even though the truth of the matter was he intended keeping the photos as part of a collection he had amassed of neighbors doing all kinds of freaky things. It was the discovery of these photos that had made his wife leave him.
Marquardt ordered a bottle of chianti, took it home, following the girls, then poured half of it into another, empty bottle, and filled the new bottle with a mixture of absinthe and cantharides. It was a potent aphrodisiac. Now it was time to visit the two girls.
Jana and Denise had finished eating the pizza, and Denise decided she wanted to go home and get her pajamas. She would be back in less than an hour. Jana, who was full, nodded, deciding she'd relax for the next hour and let the food digest.
Undressing, Jana went to the bathroom and took a quick shower, then she hurried back into her little apartment, dripping wet and totally naked. Just as she slipped on a towel-robe, she heard a light knock at the door leading into her basement apartment. She knew it wasn't Denise. The latter wouldn't be back for more than forty minutes.
Opening the door, she found herself facing the smiling jocularity of Steve Marquardt.
"Hi," he said, "I'm Steve, your next-door neighbor. Can I come in?"
Before Jana was able to reply, he pushed by her, shutting the door behind him.
"Hey...." Jana said, a little frightened.
"Where's your girl friend?" Steve asked.
"She went home," Jana replied. "But she'll be back, very soon."
"Doesn't matter," Marquardt told her. "I'll become acquainted with her another time. Right now, you're the one I want to be friends with."
"Now look, Mr...."
"Steve, just Steve," he smiled. "And don't worry. We're going to become very, very good friends. Wait and see."
"If my folks ever caught you here...."
"They won't, Jana. And do you know why? Because you are going to make sure of it."
"All I'll make sure of is a call to the police."
"Sure thing," Steve nodded, putting down the chianti bottle. "You go ahead and call them. Then we'll all take a good look at these pictures."
"Pictures?" Jana asked, puzzled, walking into the room. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about these photos I snapped the other afternoon. The definition is fairly good, even if it was a little dark down here. I think you'll agree everything is clear, even the faces."
He opened the envelope he was carrying, removed the photos, and handed them to Jana. Jana stared, horrified, seeing herself pushing the candle into Denise's vagina. Another photo showed her kissing Denise's breasts. There were other, equally horrifying pictures, but Jana had seen enough.
"What do you want?" she asked, as Steve walked over to the tiny sink in the comer and took glasses from the shelf above it. He came back and poured some chianti into one of the glasses.
"I want us to be very good friends, Jana," he said, handing her the glass. "To begin with, I want you to drink to our friendship. Go on, it's good chianti."
Jana's hand streaked for the glass, trying to knock it out of Steve's hand. Steve was quick and grabbed her wrist with his free hand. He pulled her to him, wrapping his arm around her, holding her tightly against him, feeling the soft curvaceousness of her youthful body under the robe.
"Stop, stop, you're hurting me," Jana cried out.
"I don't want to hurt you," Steve assured her. "But I do want you to drink. You will drink!" This last was spoken through clenched teeth. His eyes were slitted like a snake's. Steve forced her to sit on the sofa, his other hand still holding the glass of wine. He held the rim to her lips and said, "Drink!"
"Why are you trying to poison me?" she sobbed.
"Poison?" he laughed. "Heaven forfend that I should think of anything like that. I wouldn't dream of poisoning you. You're much too valuable to me. There's no poison in here. See!"
He sipped from one end of the glass, then tightened his hold on her with his one arm, while he pressed the glass to Jana's lips again. The girl felt beaten by this strange man's superior strength, and not wanting to risk being hurt any further, opened her mouth and began sipping the liquid. He forced her to drink all of it.
My God! Jana thought. What is this all about? What does this horrible man want? Why did he come here? His touch is like a lizard. He's so yuccchhhh. But what else can I do? No one will hear me screaming down here. This is horrible. God help me! Please!
"That is much better," Steve said, smiling, as the girl drank the last of the contents of the glass. "Relax ... let it go to work ... you'll see ... you'll enjoy it."
"What did you make me drink?" Jana asked, as his arm released her. She shuddered.
"It's an aphrodisiac," he told her.
"What's that?" Jana wanted to know.
"You know. It will make you feel ... shall we say ... relaxed."
"Oh my God!" Jana gasped, suddenly understanding his meaning. "You mean it will make me want to...."
"Exactly, my dear. You will become less inhibited and you will find me sexually attractive."
Jana slumped back against the sofa, her head falling against the couch-back. She moved away from Steve and noticed he made no attempt to go after her. The robe was riding high up on her thighs now, but she didn't seem to notice. She didn't even care. For the first time in her young, happy life she felt trapped. Who was this man? Why was he intruding into her life? What did he want from her? Oh heck, she knew what he wanted, but why had he picked on her? Was it simply because he was her next-door neighbor? He had sneaked up to her basement window and had taken pictures of her and Denise. She was lucky he hadn't taken pictures of her with Jose.
Jana saw him ogling her naked thighs. She shrugged, deciding she didn't care. He intended doing much worse to her, and very shortly.
Heat began flaring through her body. She writhed, almost as if in agony. And as she moved she heard the sucking noise made as her cuntlips rubbed together, letting her know she was getting moist and juicy down there.
Steve waited a few moments before reaching out and touching her. He smiled as his hand came to rest gently on her thigh. His fingers immediately slid to her inner thigh above the knee, and he enjoyed the warm, satiny feel of her smooth flesh. The tenderness of her leg made him shudder. His own wife had never felt this good. He continued rubbing between her thighs, and noticed her legs imperceptibly parting.
Jana didn't want to open her legs, but something funny was happening inside her. Her legs were involuntarily opening. She tried willing herself to shut her thighs, but they continued opening, making room for the hand exploring between them. The hand continued moving higher, sliding up to her pubic hair, the fingers running through the multitudes of soft curls. He was breathing all the more heavily, incited by the touch of her pelvic down. Steve was as inflamed as Jana, though he had not really had much of the aphrodisiac to drink. Passion burned through him as it flared through the young girl.
Jana sat there, unmoving but for the involuntary relaxing of her loins, allowing the man total access to the split juncture between her thighs. Even so, she was a mass of roiling thrills and sensations. Her body was reacting to what this evil man was doing.
The girl realized her body was reacting against her will, responding to Steve. The sensitive nerve endings inside her, aroused by the aphrodisiac he had made her drink, seemed to have a will of their own. The power building in her was not of her own making. She realized, whether or not she wanted it, that her brain was no longer in control of her body. She was unable to stop herself. Jana was fully aware that she would surrender herself to this evil man's desires. He was going to make love to her. No, no, he wasn't going to make love. He was going to coldly fuck her. And the way she was feeling internally let her know she was going to let him do just that.
She was helpless, trapped, and not merely by the man, but by what he had made her drink. There was no way out for her.
God! she thought. Help me! Help me either to fight this man off, or to endure what he'll do to me. I have to let him, otherwise he'll let everyone know what Denise and I have done together. I feel so helpless. Oh God!
"Let's go upstairs," Steve said to her.
"Upstairs? Why?" she wanted to know.
"I don't want anyone looking through that tiny window and possibly seeing us, honey. Come on, let's move it upstairs. Once we're there, we can really have fun."
Jana felt herself being tugged to her feet. She responded like a robot as he guided her up the stairs and into the small room near the kitchen where the washer and dryer stood side by side with no space between them
"Here?" she asked.
"Here," he nodded. "This is the place. There are no windows here, and no one can spy on us."
"But this is crazy," she insisted.
"Not really," he smirked. "After all, you don't want anyone else seeing what we're doing, do you?"
"No," she agreed, cringing, trying not to think about what was about to take place. Jana allowed herself to be led into the room and waited as Steve closed the door and pushed a heavy tool box against it.
"You see," he smiled, taking a handful of towels recently cleaned and spreading them on top of the two machines, "we don't have to worry about messing up a bed this way. Now sweetie, suppose you take that robe off and give me a look at the goodies."
Taking a deep breath, Jana turned her back to Steve, then slowly undid the sash of her robe, letting it fall open. She pulled it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
"I can't see a thing," Steve smirked. "Turn around and let me get a look at you."
With her head hanging, the girl slowly turned around and let the man see her full, proud breasts with their rich, tan nipples and aureolas. The fires in her had already caused her nipples to enlarge somewhat. Steve looked her over, noting the pale brown bush between her thighs. Yes, she was a beautiful girl, all right. She was much more beautiful than the harridan he had married.
"Lie down across the washer and dryer," he told her.
Jana, feeling her insides flutter, lay down on top of the two machines. Her thighs were tightly clamped together, and her arms were folded over her naked breasts, covering her nipples. She shut her eyes, breathing deeply, then asked, "Is this the way you want me?"
"Yes," he nodded.
"Then do it and get it over with," she insisted.
"Oh no," Steve Marquardt laughed. "I'm not one of those 'wham-bam, thank you ma'am' types. I fed you that aphrodisiac for a very good reason. My wife was always one of those strait laced missionary types who didn't believe in anything other than straight fucking. Honey, before you and I are through, we'll be doing all kinds of fancy things. But the best part of it is, you'll be begging me for my cock. And the only time you'll get it is when I feel like giving it to you. Otherwise, you'll be doing things to keep me happy."
"You aren't a very nice person," Jana told him.
"Perhaps you don't think so now, but remember what I told you. You'll be begging me to fuck you before I leave here."
"You think too much of yourself."
"You'll see. Now turn over and he on your belly."
Jana obeyed him, hating herself for doing it, but knew if she didn't obey him, he might use force and hurt her. If she did as he instructed, perhaps this entire ordeal might come to an end very quickly. Once he was finished, she'd go into the bathroom and clean herself out. Besides, if she kept her eyes closed, perhaps she'd be able to pretend it was Jose. The right thing to do would be to he there and not respond. But Jana felt herself getting hotter and hotter and didn't know if she'd be able to resist the man's onslaught. Knowing herself as she did, she was certain she would eventauUy respond. Even so, she knew herself well enough to know she was capable of resisting enough so she'd never beg. The man might get her hotter than a stick of TNT but she would not beg. She would not beg! She would not beg!
Still dressed, Steve Marquardt stood beside the machines and stared down at the lovely body on top of them. This was one time he was going to bend a female to his will. He had been saving the aphrodisiac to use when his wife returned, but he had more than enough to try out on this pretty little pigeon.
Reaching stubby fingers out, he began lightly tracing the outline of her lovely shape, lightly drawing fingertips over her back, moving them down across the swelling hillocks of her gluteal orbs, feeling how smooth and velvety her skin was. Then his fingers trickled lightly across the backs of her thighs, her kneebacks, and her calves. He let his fingers linger on her calves and ankles for quite awhile before bringing them up between her thighs, touching the inner flesh, and then moving right back to her buttocks where he paused to massage, knead, and gently rub, his fingers leaving almost no trace of themselves when they were gone.
"You have a delightful body," Steve told her. His voice was low, as if purposely attempting to be seductive. It would have made Jana laugh it sounded so ridiculous, but the heat burning in her body prevented her from thinking of anything as funny.
"Just do it!" Jana sobbed. "Do it and get it over with. Then go away, leave me alone, and I won't tell anyone you were here. I won't tell them how you ... raped me."
"You still don't understand," Steve said, smiling. "I don't believe in rape. I won't do a thing when my partner is not willing. But time is on my side. Eventually you will be willing. You'll see."
"You're insane."
"Not in the least. You're going to do what I want of your own free will."
Then his lips were on her back, kissing her strongly, wetly, his tongue licking out and tracing a path from her nape, down her spine to her coccyx. He let his tongue circle each buttock in turn, then ran the oral digit lower, tickling each of her calves as well as the backs of her ankles. Then he was licking his way up again, pausing at the backs of her knees, licking carefully, sending heat wave after heat wave through the girl's anxious, frightened, but aroused frame. His mouth was flaming hot against the insides of her thighs, but his tongue and lips avoided the two mysterious holes down there. Instead, he allowed his tongue to run right back up her spine, touching the back of her neck, then he chewed on her earlobes, licked the rim of each ear, and finally inserted his tongue into the center of her right ear, making J ana all but leap up.
The girl shivered and trembled. The rising flames in her vibrating body were building to a higher and higher crescendo. And now she felt a raging tide of overpowering lust take total control of her as blistering sensation followed crackling thrill through her firm, pillar-like loins.
Oh God! the girl thought. What's happening inside me? I've been filled with lust before, but never like this. Why is this happening to me? I can't control myself. I'm going insane. He's driving me wild. But I can't let this happen. I mustn't permit him to take me over this way. He's evil. He's bad. He is what my father always warned me against. And yet here I am, doing his bidding.
"Okay, kiddo," Steve told her. "Flip over onto your back. Let's find out if the front of you tastes as good as the rest of you."
Slowly, the young girl slid over until she was lying on her back. Her arms fell to her sides, and her upthrust nipples stabbed at the air. Her eyes were open, and she saw the hungering way in which the man was staring at her breasts. His head loomed closer and closer, and then his tongue came eeling out from between his lips, touching the tip of her nipple. It circled the left aureole, then lapped across the pellet-like extension in the center, then leaped to the other breast where it repeated this action. And then his mouth sucked her right nipple inside while his hand reached up and began caressing the bullet-shaped fleshpiece attached to her other breast. His palm stoked the rich brownish extension, then cupped the entire orb. The nipple was so solidly erect, it was hurting Jana.
She felt the almost slicing movement of his tongue as well as the rampaging shock it caused as liquid continued bubbling in her taut pussy. She gasped and sighed, realizing she no longer cared who or what he was. All she wanted was to have his cock buried in her seething, dripping cunt. Yes, she ached to be plundered and raped. She had to have his masculine stanchion buried in the depths of her raging pussy.
No! she thought to herself. I mustn't, I mustn't. I mustn't enjoy anything he does. I mustn't surrender to him. Denise will be back soon, and maybe she'll be able to call the police. Or maybe he'll be gone by then, and I'll let Denise make me feel good. But I must not let this man know how his lips and fingers are affecting me. Not now, not ever.
Steve's tongue trailed wetly across the young girl's writhing body, moving along her belly, stopping only to lap at the identation of her tiny navel. Then it teasingly trailed downward to the soft brown curls at the triangle of her belly and thighs.
Her thighs, which she had been able to force together while lying on top of the machines, slowly began to involuntarily relax again. Her loins began opening slightly to his investigating fingers as they started examining her feminine parts. He continued kissing her pelvis as his fingers probed the slit that became a gash, eventually opening into a widening trench. A finger sought for and found her clitoris, hidden by a small canopy of flesh. He began rubbing his finger against it, moving it faster and faster, palpating the little button until it grew a stem, filling with blood, swelling, and becoming more and more sensitive. Her interior flooded with more and more mucous liquid, and it seeped out, dripping onto the towel beneath her buttocks as it ran down both her thighs, making them wet with lust.
Oh no! Jana thought. No, no, no! This can't be happening to me. It can't! Why am I lying here, letting this vile man do all these things to me? Why don't I go screaming out into the streets that he's raping me? I can't stand much more of this. I've never felt this tormented before.
Jana realized she had lost all control over her body. Her thighs were wide apart, stretched as wide as possible without falling over the back and front of the two machines. She stared at the lustful look in Steve Marquardt's eyes, and then, without warning, she saw him open his mouth and drop his face between her widespread loins. Hot, wet lips pressed against her labia, and a slithery, moving tongue searched between those lips, rising higher and higher until it came to the hooded clitoris. And then the hot, wet, slimy digit pressed itself flatly against the penis-like extension, rubbing it again and again as his lips held its ultrasensitive tip, pulling, sucking, nibbling. The man sucked strongly, pulling on the clitoral nodule with his lips and whipping it with the tip of his tongue, making the young girl writhe and squeal. She was completely beyond control.
"No more ... no more ... no more...." she squealed. "I ... uhhh ... can't stand it ... ohhhhhh...."
She moaned and squealed helplessly, the delightful torment shooting through her entire body. Jana rolled from one side of the two machines to the other, feeling Steve suck all the more strongly. This was the most maddening sensation she had ever known.
Steve's mouth opened all the wider and began sliding lower. His heated oral organ slithered into the moist viscosity of her throbbing, pulsating vagina. Jana's thighs clamped tightly around the man's ears as his face buried itself all the deeper into her searing, musky bog. The man barely heard the gasps and whimpers made by the girl. This was the first cunt he had ever eaten. God! He had begged his wife again and again to let him gobble her pussy, but the damned adamant bitch had refused. Jesus! He had waited so long to do this. Now he was going to eat to his heart's content. His tongue wildly swirled through the tumescent savoriness of her velvety confines. The girl's curly hairs were pressing against the bridge of his nose and his cheeks, tickling him, urging him on.
Jana felt her legs being drawn up and then thrown over the hungry man's shoulders as he slid his arms beneath her. His shoulders were now wedged between her loins, keeping them pressed even farther apart as his face sank that much further into the depths of her sodden pool.
Steve tongued assiduously, hungering to taste more of the girl. But he kept his wits about him at ah times, knowing how this was affecting her. It wouldn't be much longer before she actually began begging him. Then, and only then, he'd have her exactly where he wanted her, because this was one time a woman, in this case a girl, was going to taste his cock and drink its contents.
It won't be long now, he thought. This is one hot little twat. She'll be climbing the walls, begging me to prong her, and when she does, I'm going to jam my spike down her little throat. No more frigid bitches for me.
Steve pressed his forearms against the backs of the young girl's thighs, pushing her knees farther back, feeling her heels kick against his shoulder blades. Oh man, that felt good. Now he slid his hands against the roundness of her fuU buttocks, feeling the squeezed pinching together of the two cheeks around the tight asshole. His fingers squeezed, digging into the cheeks of her buttocks, brutally bruising the soft flesh.
Jana had her hands pressing against her head, ready to tear her own hair out. She squealed, feeling the lancing tongue sink all the more deeply into the sodden center of her burning pussy. She wept with frustration, knowing she was enjoying the sensations even though she had vowed to feel nothing. She wanted more. Yes, yes, there was no doubt. She wanted to feel all there was to feel. She wanted to feel it again and again. Instinctively she reached out and grabbed what was left of the fringe of his hair, tangling her fingers in it, tugging on the bristly scruff, attempting to tug the man's head even deeper into the burning depths of her as thrills overpowered her repeatedly, filling her with fire.
The girl was completely helpless, locked in the thrall of sexual madness, reacting with her senses and not her mind as the probing, lapping, licking tongue took her attention from everything else. All thoughts totally disappeared save the one telling her she needed release from the torment in which she was all but drowning.
"Can't stand it!" she screamed. "Oh God! God! Have pity. Do it to me, do it to me! Please, please, fuck me."
Jana realized she was out of her mind with physical desire. At that moment she would have been willing to be fucked by a gorilla, though Steve Marquardt looked more like an oversized chimpanzee.
What's wrong with me? the young girl asked herself. I'm actually begging him to ... ohhhh God! God! God! I want this horrible man to fuck me, to make love to me, to put his penis into me. I can't believe I heard myself beg him. This is all so incredible. He warned me. He told me he had put something in that wine he made me drink. Now it's really affecting me. I feel like I'm burning up. I need a cock inside me.
Steve raised his head from between the young girl's thighs and smirked at her licentiously, saying, "I see you find this enjoyable, after all."
"Oh God! You knew this would happen. I have no control over myself. I'd let a dog fuck me right now."
"Let a dog fuck you? My goodness, I don't want you to let me, a dog, or anything else fuck you. I want you to ask, to plead, to beg for it. I want you to beg for my cock and mine alone."
"My God! I'll settle for that candle downstairs."
"But I won't let you go downstairs. And the mop handle in the comer is full of splinters, so I don't fancy you'll want to use that. No, my dear. Say what I want to hear. Tell me you want me to fuck you and no one else. Say it!"
"Oh dear God!"
"Beg me to put my cock in your cunt," he insisted. "Beg me, and maybe, just maybe I'll do it."
"No," she screamed. "No, I won't degrade myself that way."
"You will," he promised her. "You definitely will. But since you're making things so difficult for me, not only will I stop touching you, but before you are fucked, you'll have to do something else."
He turned away from the girl and went to the door, leaning against it and staring at her with his arms folded in front of him. The swollen bulge in his pants was plain, but Jana was terrified this evil man might keep his promise and turn away from her. And if he kept her in here, when Denise arrived, her friend would never be able to get into the house. Then she really would be all alone, and totally unsatisfied.
Sitting up, Jana stared at the smirking Steve Marquardt. Her hand pushed into her groin, a finger moving into the wet crease between her soaked vaginal labia. It sought out the bud of her clitoris, and she began massaging it, and if her vagina had owned a voice, it would have screamed then and there. She rubbed the throbbing clit, moving her finger in wild circles against it, her legs obscenely splayed, her breath coming in panting spasms, her eyes wickedly glazed. She twisted and turned with her hand jammed into her hot crotch, and she realized her body was making the decision for her at that point as she felt throbbing, pounding tears inside her; all reason suddenly totally blotted out. The girl felt as if her entire being was an immense vagina in dire need of being filled by some massive cock. Yes, it had to be a cock. No candle, this time, nor any other kind of substitute. It had to be a solid cock.
Feeling the insane need for physical release, the young girl pulled her long legs up, the heels squatting near her buttocks as she forced herself not to topple over backwards. Reaching between her spread thighs toward the hot cunt she was now showing Steve Marquardt in licentious invitation, she spread the lips of her steaming slash as her hips rotated atop the dryer, moving uncontrollably in the rhythm of coitus.
But the man merely stood there, his arms folded, staring at her. The twitching bulge in his pants told Jana he was affected, but she saw he wasn't budging. She knew now she would beg him, saying exactly what he wanted to hear. Her tormented body needed release from this agonizing torture.
"Mr. Marquardt," she gasped.
"Steve," he corrected.
"Steve," she groaned in the very depths of abasement. She felt so totally humiliated at saying precisely what he wanted her to say. "Steve ... please ... I need your cock. I need it badly. Please ... fuck me, Steve ... fuck me with your cock ... I have to have your cock inside me...."
He smiled a smile of wicked, evil triumph, then said, "And whose cock is it you want, my dear?"
"Yours," she gasped. "Yours and only yours."
"Excellent. And where do you want it?"
"In my cunt," she gasped, choking hard, swallowing a big glob of saliva that had filled her mouth.
"And just how do you want me to fuck you?" he asked.
"Hard!" she screamed. "Oh fuck me hard, then harder. I need it, I need it."
"Marvelous," Steve gloated. "You learn quickly. To begin with, you will now have the honor of helping me undress."
The girl's words seemed to be a goad to Steve's own desires. His throbbing cock was jerking and twitching in the tight confines of his pants. He had waited long and patiently while taunting and playing with this luscious piece of young feminine pulchritude, letting the aphrodisiac take effect, building her to red-hot readiness. This would truly be a conquest. It was nothing like his wife, who had "let" him.
Jana leaped off the two machines, making certain the towels remained spread on top. She was more than anxious to obey the man at this point. With shuddering, nervous fingers she helped him unbutton his clothing and remove everything, gasping in disbelief and disappointment when she saw the prick as his shorts fell to the ground. It was all of five inches in length, and not much thicker than the candle she and Denise had played with. Oh God! She knew something like this would only frustrate her more.
Steve, seeing her turn her head away, was certain she was frightened of what he believed to be abnormal breadth. In reality his cock was as skinny as Jana had seen it to be, but in Steve's eyes it was a glorious member.
"Well then, the time has come for you to really become well acquainted with it," he told her, hopping up on the washing machine, sitting there with his feet dangling.
"What do you mean?" Jana asked.
"Kiss it!" he insisted. "Just kneel down ... here ... use that bundle of dirty laundry to cushion your knees, and take my cock into that hot little mouth of yours and suck on it for awhile. And if I'm in an expansive mood a little later, well then maybe I'll fuck you with it."
"My God!" Jana screamed. "You must be insane. I'd never do anything like that. It's sick!"
"You have such a lot to learn," he told her. "Sooner or later, when you realize this is the only cock possibly available to your cunt tonight, you'll want it stuffed into your sweet little pussy. But before that happens, you'll have to suck on it."
My God! Jana thought. He's really sick, wanting me to put that disgusting tool of his into my mouth. With Jose, I might consider it. He has such a proud, majestic-looking cock. But this one is so sickly looking. And he wants me to suck it. Yecchhhh! But I need a cock in my cunt. I'm going insane. I need to be fucked, and the only way that'll happen is if I suck his cock. Oh God! This is one long, unending nightmare!
Steve reached out for her, pulling her body against his sitting form He ran his twitching hands over her full breasts, then moved them down to touch the curve of her waist and the swell of her hips, squeezing her asscheeks, rubbing her belly against his cock, as if trying to push the point of his anxious prick into her navel. His fingers reached down between her thighs and once again caressed her clitoral bud as he solidly stimulated the tiny clit, arousing her all the more.
The shock of his cockhead rubbing against her navel, combined with the pressure of his finger against her clitoris was more than Jana was able to take. She started moving, rotating her body against him, enjoying the maddening, overpowering surges of delightful lust coursing through her. Now her hips began spinning in wild aban don, gyrating from side to side as thick, heavy moisture began once again seeping from between her aching cuntlips.
And then he gently pushed her body away from his and grabbed his cock in his right hand, elevating it, pointing it at her face, while with his other hand he pressed on her shoulder, forcing her eventually to kneel on the bundle of laundry beneath the machine. Her face was level with his groin, and now his hand reached behind her head, tugging her face closer and closer, stopping only when her face was a scant two inches from the dripping head of his pulsing cock.
"Kiss it, honey," he ordered. "Suck on it. You'll see, you'll love it, just as I loved licking your sweet pussy."
Jana realized there was no escape. She had to do it.
Trembling, she stared at the short, solid pike, noting the withered-looking bag underneath containing what appeared to be two pea-sized marbles. The cock, for all its shortness, was still a cock, and it was something man would never be able to duplicate artificially ... at least not properly. For all its shortness, it appeared as something alive unto itself, vibrant and apart from the body to which it was attached. From top to bottom it seemed flushed with all kinds of vibrant colors glowing and tingling as if preening itself in preparation for her mouth.
The short shaft was pink and white, and when she wrapped her hand around it, instead of eeling hot, as Jose's cock felt, this one was warm. The head was a rich, shining red, made even glossier by the liquid seeping from the hole in its tip as the sticky sauce came bubbling out all over it.
The bottom of the cock was slightly thicker than the rest of it, and the hairy curls surrounding it seemed thicker and heavier than the remaining hair on the man's head. Even the hair covering his wrinkled scrotum sac seemed made up of thicker strands than the hair on his head.
"All right," Jana whispered. "Tell me how to do it," she said, tightly squeezing the prick. "I mean, just how do I start?"
"Think of my cock as a tasty ice cream cone," Steve instructed. "That big red part on top is cherry ice cream. Now try licking it off."
"Okay," Jana nodded, inhaling, then exhaling deeply, slowly bringing her head forward, parting her lips.
The girl's pink tongue extended itself outward. She closed her eyes, moved forward, then let the flat of her tongue lap against the glans as if it were the cherry ice cream he had suggested. She lapped meekly at first, timidly touching the head, then letting her tongue retreat into her mouth. But with the passing seconds she became more and more bold, especially since the heated essence rising from the man's groin set her on fire all over again. The flat of her tongue began roaming all over the head, licking it on the sides, on top, and underneath. She lapped around and around, tasting the meatiness of the small cock, finding herself sipping the sticky fluid still oozing from the tip of the hard cock. At first she had tried to avoid swallowing it, but there was no way to keep her tongue from taking in more and more of the sticky fluid. Finding it tasteless, though a little salty, she finally began swallowing it. And the more she swallowed, the more she wanted. Her tongue slurped against the broad head in ever diminishing circles until the point of her tongue was actually dipping into the point of the penile head, trying to dredge out even more of the sticky fluid. Jana let her tongue stab into the tiny hole again and again, and her fingers, still clutching the stolid cock, felt it twitch and shudder. Jana heard the man moaning and gasping, so she knew she was doing it right. He sounded as if he was on the threshold of pure agony.
In reality, Steve Marquardt was on the threshold of total ecstasy. He was enjoying the way Jana had so quickly taken to the tonguing of his solid penis. The girl was a natural. There were pros who had been doing this for a long time who were unable to match this young girl's proficiency ... so he believed.
There was a limit to how deep Jana's tongue was able to probe into the tiny penile hole. She pulled the tongue out and proceeded to lick the broad head again, her tongue trailing over the corona, making more and more blood surge through its elasticity. The mottled tip changed from a cherry-red to a glistening beacon of scarlet light. Seed was bubbling in Steve's testicles as never before, gathering for a burst designed to make the world tremble. The meat of his small, rigid wand shook powerfully, his testicles trembling, too. Sensations inside Steve took control of him. His breathing intensified and his heartbeat speeded up and he felt a large scream welling up somewhere inside him But the scream never came out. All his strength was concentrated in his shuddering cock and swelling balls. Heavy quantities of gooey cream were being manufactured at an unbelievable rate.
Jana was licking Steve's cock as he had always dreamed his penis ought to be licked. His mind had enough thought in it to realize this was the girl's first experience. Imagine how she would be after training awhile! Jesus! What a fucking mouth.
The girl clamped her lips tightly over the hooded head of his throbbing cock. She pursed her mouth around the rim of his glans, letting the flat of her tongue lick the fleshy little joining on the underside where the penile head joined to the shaft. Her lips compressed more and more tightly around the head as she swallowed heavy globs of lubrication.
Jana suddenly decided she was enjoying this. In spite of her dislike of the man, and her original repulsion at his small cock, she was getting a big kick from all of this. Strangely, her need to be fucked was also receiving some small satisfaction from what she was doing, though the truth of the matter was her arousal was being built even higher. Little by little her head sank lower, pushing his glans deeper into her mouth, letting it rub against her tongue. Finally her lips, which had sucked the entire shaft inside, were surrounding the hairy base, feeling the tickling sting of his curls. Her tongue rubbed up and down, massaging the underside of his stiff prick, making it even stiffer.
Jana felt the need to pull the tiny cock even deeper into her mouth, though the full length of it was already there. It was pressing on the back of her tongue, though not quite reaching into her gullet. Her mouth opened wider and she rammed her head farther down, and she was barely able to feel the point of his cock touch the entryway to her throat. The two testicles slid between her washing lips, and she sucked on them along with Steve's cock.
The girl's oral ecstasies were unbounded and unbelievable. She no longer felt any sense of shame or disgust. This was more than fun, it was almost necessary. It was something she definitely had to do with Jose when next she got together with him Her upper hp rubbed into Steve's pelvis, and her lower lip was touching his perineum as she sucked his balls deeper into her mouth. There was simply no more for her to engulf. Now she intended sucking forever.
Steve's face contorted as the young girl sucked, showing a mixture of joy and anguish. Her lips, compressing tightly around his balls, were causing him some small amount of pain, yet the man would not have stopped this girl for the world. Hell! If this was her first blowjob, it was also his, and he was certain no other man in the world had ever been sucked this thoroughly. The girl was unbelievable. Her brain was totally immersed in the tasty savoriness of his flesh as she sucked.
Jana sucked maddeningly now, pumping her mouth back and forth along the piston of cock, letting her lips massage the hot, skinny pole, making it swell and expand beyond any size it had previously experienced. Bubbling juices, totally dormant until she had begun, now started an insane race through the tubes in his balls, heading for the skinny pipeline in the underside of his slim penis. The bubbling, fiery liquid boiled onward, moving toward the head, making the sightless eye in the tip of his cock blink insanely.
Sensing the heavy pulsations, Jana took a deep breath and then began swallowing as Steve screamed, "YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!" and unleashed a heady flow of bubbling goo into her mouth. The girl vacuumed strongly, sucking with such strength that every last drop of semen was literally pulled from Steve body and washed down her throat.
When it was all over, Steve hastily dressed, then assured Jana he'd be back another time to satisfy her, and hurried out. Jana staggered down to her basement apartment and used the candle to bring her to six culminations before Denise returned. Jana told her friend everything. And Denise devised a plan.
CHAPTER FIVE
If the ordeal with Steve Marquardt hadn't been so good, it would have shattered Jana's nerves. In spite of the fact that the man had left her without satisfying her, Jana had derived a fantastic satisfaction from the sucking of his penis. In fact, the more her mind dwelled on it, the more determined she was to try it with Jose. Somehow she was unable to see the gardener objecting.
Denise wanted to be with her when Jose arrived, and Jana knew she'd be unable to deny her friend the privilege. Besides, Jose was the kind of man who seemed capable of handling more than one woman.
Denise had come up with another idea, as well. Jose also did the Marquardt lawn, and ever since Steve Marquardt's wife had run away, Steve was forced to leave his house unattended when the gardener did his work, since he himself had to go to work. If a flying stone from the power mower were to "accidentally" break a cellar window in the Marquardt home, it would be possible for the girls to sneak inside and look for the photographs. Jose would be more than willing to go along with what they wanted, since it was a sure bet many of the neighborhood photos taken by Steve Marquardt involved him. This the girls ascertained on Monday, talking to him when they came out of school, catching him between lawns. Jose agreed even more readily when he was promised the prospect of having the two girls together on Wednesday. However, before Jose and the girls could do anything, Steve Marquardt had to be taken out of the way, permanently. And Denise felt it was only fair she have her chance at him.
Although Jose usually did the Marquardt lawn the same day he did the Elna lawn, he agreed to do it on Tuesday, one day earlier than usual. And while he was mowing the lawn, the two girls snuck around in back of the house and found the "accidentally" broken cellar window. After Jana had reached in and opened it, they climbed through the window into the cellar. They went upstairs directly to Marquardt's bedroom. They found nothing, and so searched further. It wasn't long before they discovered the small darkroom where Marquardt developed all his pictures, and they quickly removed all photos and negatives of themselves and Jose.
When Jana slipped out the basement window, she went to Jose and showed him the photographs, thus insuring the gardener's help for what they had in mind.
When Steve Marquardt, who sold used cars for a living, came home that evening, he found the house in a shambles. He hurried to the darkroom and found it empty, but there was a large note pinned to the wall. It said: IF YOU WANT THE PHOTOS AND NEGATIVES BACK COME TO 136 MILLHAUSEN ST.
Millhausen St. was in the poorer run-down section of town. But Steve Marquardt knew he had to get those photos and negatives back, so he got into his used Camaro and drove to Millhausen Street. Jana smiled as she and Jose waited in the basement of the gardener's home. Jose had sent his wife to visit her sister, making certain she had taken the children with her. Jose's wife never did question her husband, which was why Jose had such a happy marriage.
Denise was waiting upstairs in Jose's small living room. She had changed into a chiffon robe that was all but transparent, and underneath all she had on was a pair of silken panties. The small overhead lamp produced just enough light, especially when reflected by the mirror against the wall. The rest of the room contained antique furniture, including a small Wurhtzer piano and a large Victorian sofa. Although there was no actual carpeting on the floor, there were many throw rugs.
The cellar steps led up to the kitchen, but
Jana and Jose remained down in the cellar for the moment. They had two cameras, in case the film in one didn't come out for one reason or another. A tiny hole in the floor let them hear everything going on upstairs.
Denise was very nervous. She was still a virgin in the true sense of the word, even if she had lost her hymen to Jana's finger. Jana had told her Steve Marquardt wouldn't physically harm her, and his penis was too thin to stretch her too much. It was certainly a lot shorter than Jose's, as well as being much shorter than the candle that had been fitted into her. Denise was looking forward to this. She and Jana had planned it all very carefully.
A knock at the door made her tense for a moment. Then she relaxed and called out, "Come in."
Steve Marquardt opened the unlocked door and entered the house. And what he saw made his eyes pop out. He recognized Denise as being Jana's friend, but he was taken completely aback at seeing her this way. His eyes immediately went to the jutting young breasts with their firm nipples as they wavered back and forth beneath the chiffon. He noticed the nipples were already fully erect, and the pressure they exerted against the front of the material made the pink buds and equally pink aureolas stand out very clearly, especially since the chiffon robe was a light blue.
"Hey, what's going on here?" Steve asked, more than a little suspicious. "What are you trying to pull?"
"You might say I'm jealous," Denise told him, having carefully rehearsed what she had to say. "Jana told me about the good time you gave her, and you didn't think enough of me to offer me the same thing."
"Well, heck, it was only a matter of time," he replied. "All you had to do was be patient."
"I just couldn't wait any longer," Denise insisted. "So I sneaked into your house and took those photos and negatives. Now if you don't want me to show them to all the people involved, and tell them who took the pictures, then you're going to have to make me happy."
"This whole thing smells like a setup," Steve insisted.
He made a hurried search of the entire single-story house, but found no one there. When he tried opening the door to the cellar, he found it locked.
"I'm getting tired of waiting," Denise told him when he returned to the living room. "You keep this up much longer, and another friend of mine, someone you don't know, will deliver those pictures to the people who are in them. Your name and address are already written on the backs. But if you do as I say, I'll see to it all the pictures and negatives, except for those with me in them, will be returned to you."
Steve stood there, feeling a light film of perspiration on his brow. He stared at the girl, becoming hungrier and hungrier for her body with each passing moment. Denise felt anxious, yet a little frightened.
"You really were expecting me, weren't you," he snapped, looking at the tray of fresh fruit sitting on the piano, along with the can of whipped cream.
"Sure," Denise smiled.
And while Denise and Steve Marquardt talked, Jana and Jose Amoroso quietly climbed the cellar stairs, unlocked the door, and entered the little kitchen. Each had a camera loaded with sensitive film that didn't need a flashbulb assist. The closed door separating the kitchen from the living room had oil all over its hinges and made no noise when it was opened.
"Jana tells me you like doing kinky things," Denise said. "Well I have some ideas for having a good time, myself."
"I'll just bet you do," Steve nodded, his eyes lightly playing over the dimpled, resilient mounds of her buttocks as she turned away from him, carrying the fresh fruit tray from the piano to the coffee table in front of the sofa. When she bent over to set the tray down, Steve stared and felt his saliva rising.
Steve walked over and stood beside Denise. The two of them reached into the bowl of cut fruit and took out pieces of honeydew and brought them to their mouths simultaneously. Denise felt as anxious to get going as she knew Steve had to be. This was her first affair with a man, and she was glad Jana had prepared her for this by removing her troublesome hymen and stretching her a little with the candle.
The man's eyes were wandering over her body, staring at the see-through robe she was wearing, admiring her small but firm breasts. For the first time he noticed the crotch of her panties had been cut out, revealing the mossbrown curls all too clearly. The silky triangle of shimmering hairs seemed to be beckoning him forward, all but insisting he reach his hand inside the robe and touch what she had to offer.
Denise shivered with a combination of lust and anxiety as the man moved even closer and his hands reached out and slid along the front of her body, touching her through the gossamer material. His palms grazed her nipples, making them harden and lengthen a bit more, and then slid down the length of her slightly rounded tummy to touch the mass of curls below. All thoughts of this being a trap suddenly vanished from Steve's mind as he felt the wetness of her cunt seep through the sheer material. Denise smelled the man's hunger, knowing he wanted her as surely as he had wanted Jana, not too long ago. She stared at the way his chest heaved up and down in spasmodic breathing, then slowly, very slowly, backed up until the backs of her knees touched the antique sofa. And all she was able to do at that point was sit. And ah the while her eyes remained fixed on his face and body.
Steve's hand left her body and moved to the zipper in his fly. He proceeded to pull it down and pull out his stiff organ. Denise, who had already seen the immenseness of Jose's penis, was a bit disappointed, but as Jana had pointed out, this one was far less likely to hurt her, this being the first time she was indulging in direct intercourse. So when Steve said, "Get a good look at this, baby. It isn't every day you see something as hard and smooth and strong as this," Denise nodded, smiling to hide her disappointment as she replied, "Yes, yes, that's true."
Seeing the shape of it made Denise forget its size. Her eyes widened with appreciation as she remembered the smooth candle with no coronal ridge and no puffy glans. She was fully aware of the desire in this man, but she had expected him to be a little slower in doing things. That he had been so direct, moving so quickly, did take her a little off-guard. Even so, she intended enjoying it. She had to admit, the sight of the vermillion head attached to the penis was intensifying her inner desires. She noted the way it wetly glistened in the harsh, almost brilliant light of the living room. Yes, the light was more than strong enough for Jose and Jana to get good pictures. The strong masculine scent coming from between Steve's thighs as he dropped his pants and pulled off his shirt made the young girl sigh with deepening ardor. At last it was about to happen. She was going to be soundly fucked.
Once naked, the man pumped his hard little cock a few more times, then finally let go of it. He was certain he had her under the hypnotic influence of his throbbing member.
Denise's eyes continued staring at the hard, reddened extension, following the gently swaying motion of the penis as it wobbled from side to side. Jana was right. Denise was better off feeling something this small and slender the first time, than something as massive as what Jose sported.
The door leading to the kitchen was now slightly open, and both Jana and Jose were peering through. The man was above the girl, and both of their cameras ready to snap photos. But they wanted full-length shots of both Denise and Steve Marquardt, so there was no doubt as to who the man was with Denise.
Steve never noticed the movement of the kitchen door. His attention was riveted on Denise. The man enjoyed the way she was intently studying him. Hell! He had a body of which he was proud! Finally tired of waiting, he reached down, took the young girl by her hands, then pulled her to her feet. His hands parted and removed the robe she was wearing, and his fingers began busily working on her nipples, pulling, tugging, massaging, and tweaking them. The angle was perfect for the two amateur photographers, and they began snapping away. The moans Denise was emitting more than covered the clicking sound made by the cameras.
Denise was enjoying the man's rough touch, realizing her young body was becoming addicted to these sensations. She sighed again and again, and she wrapped her own arms around Steve's waist. She felt the inclination to give as much as she was receiving. Sighing, the young girl let her hands run up and down the man's back, and finally her fingers began squeezing the muscled cheeks of his buttocks. Her fingers dug in deeply, squeezing and kneading and all but tearing at his flesh, letting him know how eager she was to continue. This only served to make Steve even hotter.
The man pressed his mouth to the young girl's, letting his tongue slide between her lips. And then Denise took the initiative, pulling her mouth from his, kissing his throat, then his chest, and even his masculine, tiny nipples.
"Gosh!" she whispered. "I sure wish it had been me you'd come after the other day, when you jumped Jana."
"Yeah, well we'll make up for it," Steve assured her. "You're going to get the fucking of your sweet life. You'll see."
Denise reached down, ready to roll her panties down, but Steve restrained her, saying, "Hey, with that hole in the crotch, why bother taking them down. You and I can get a lot of kicks leaving them on. Yeah, I like that. You're one sexy girl, all right. We're going to have us one helluva ball."
Gone were all the thoughts plaguing Steve Marquardt as he had driven to this address. It no longer occurred to him to question Denise as to why she had chosen this place.
Denise groaned and sighed, her hand reaching down and encircling the small, hard shaft of cock protruding from between Steve's thighs. As her fingers surrounded the fleshy bole, Steve rammed his body forward, letting the girl feel the hot organ in her grasp pulsate and jerk. It caused Denise to gasp with lust. The sensation of the cylindrical bole of flesh fired the aching body of the young girl, making her smolder with passion. For some strange reason, Denise ached to taste the organ. Unlike Jana, who had to be prodded to put it into her mouth, Denise was a natural fellatrice, and it never occurred to her that the penis was for something other than fucking and sucking. And sucking was just as important as fucking.
The girl moved closer to Steve Marquardt, feeling the heated point of his intense, erect phallus resting against her slightly rounded belly. Denise sighed, feeling the wet lubrication smear itself on the flesh of her stomach. And Steve contracted his muscles, making his hot, hard cock twitch maddeningly as he massaged the throbbing erection up and down the length of her belly.
Denise gasped with wonder, curious as to how far this man would allow her to go. She ached to feel more of him, learn more about him, and discover all there was to know about men. Reaching down, she filled her right hand with the small, berry-like shapes of his testicles, then closed her eyes tightly and gently squeezed as he continued rubbing himself against her. They stood that way for quite a while, with Steve continually massaging her breasts, and Jana and Jose alternately snapping pictures of the proceedings. Denise enjoyed the sensual feel of the man, even if his penis was smaller and thinner than she had originally hoped it might be. She thrilled to the way his thumbs continually built peaks of fire in her nipples as her hand kept on rubbing his balls. And then Denise stepped away from him, taking the initiative again. Denise's eyes were clouded with lust as she finally spoke to Steve.
"I want to try something with you," she told him. "It's something you made Jana do. Don't look so surprised. Jana and I are best of friends. We have no secrets from one another."
"I see," was all Steve was able to say.
"Now why don't you he down on the sofa," Denise insisted. "I'll handle the rest. But just remember this. When you come, you aren't walking out of here until you've done something to satisfy me."
Steve grinned. A kid like this was really easy to take. All he had to do was rest a few minutes after he came, and he'd do anything she wanted. Going over to the sofa, he lay down, stretching his body out. Then he looked up at her and said, "You do whatever you want, baby. Then I'll do whatever you want."
He watched the girl's heaving breasts as she picked up the can of whipped cream spray and walked over to where he lay on the sofa. Her breath was coming in quicker and quicker gasps as she approached him, and when she took the lid off the can, Steve's breathing began matching hers.
At this point, Jana and Jose realized there would be no more picture-taking, since it was too obvious Denise was doing this of her own free will. They would have to wait until Steve went down on the girl and take pictures of his face near and against her cunt. In the meantime, Jose, who had been getting hotter and hotter watching all this, decided not to waste the opportunity. With the kitchen door still slightly open, and he and Jana peering out, his body hovering over her back, he used his hands to slide Jana's panties to her knees, and unzipped his fly. Then slowly, as Jana held her breath so she didn't gasp, Jose slid his massive truncheon into the warm, welcoming confines of Jana's greased cunt. Silently, slowly, still watching the scene between Steve and Denise, he carefully pumped his solid member in and out of the clutching confines of Jana's seething pussy. Both he and Jana felt electric thrills shoot through them as they watched Denise lower the can of whipped cream
Denise stared at the bright red tip of the cock as her finger pressed the button on top of the can and the white, foamy cream came spraying Out ah over the miniscule length of Steve Marquardt's throbbing phallus. The moment the cool foam hit his cock, Steve literally hoisted his hips off the sofa, thrusting his prong into the air, shuddering with anxiety.
"Oh this is really going to be something," he gasped.
Denise covered the tiny penis quickly enough, holding his balls with one hand and using her thumb to keep the cock upright while spraying the shuddering whang with the other hand until a mountain of whipped cream coated it. When she had him sprayed to her satisfaction, she put the can down on the coffee table, then leaned closer to the shuddering pike, licking her lips and making slurping noises.
"Yum, yum," she whispered.
"Oh, baby," he gasped, shutting his eyes for an instant, "you have no idea how much I'm looking forward to this."
"Not as much as I am," Denise insisted.
"Stop talking and get to work already," he told her.
Electricity shocked its way through Steve Marquardt as he felt the slight pressure of the girl's tongue rapidly licking through the whipped cream, working away, removing the mounds of white foam. Pleasure rippled through him as her tongue flicked in and out of her mouth, each time carrying more whipped cream down her throat, bringing her licking oral extension ever closer to his shuddering, heated flesh. She worked slowly, teasingly, as if she had done this a million times before, her rich, coral tongue flashing from between her pink lips again and again.
Denise felt her tongue getting closer and closer to the trembling flesh, and her body anxiously trembled. She tasted his flesh, now, and it was good, really good. She had to have more.
Jose, staring at the way Denise was licking
Steve's cock, began pounding his hard cock into Jana's squishing cunt ah the more rapidly, thrusting with all his energy. And Jana felt thrill after thrill shatter her nerve endings from within. Oh God! This was wonderful. The feeling was superb, enhanced by the sight of her girl friend sucking Steve Marquardt's pulsing penis.
Denise had all the whipped cream off, now, and she sucked avidly, hungrily, thrilling to the taste of the man's heated dong.
"Gonna come!" Marquardt squealed, his voice and the slurping sound of Denise's mouth effectively masking the squishy noises made by the movement of Jose's cock inside the young girl's flaming vaginal cavern.
Steve was certain he'd explode if the jizz didn't come shooting from his cock immediately. Mad sensations pulsated through his body, and he slammed his dork in and out of Denise's mouth with no sense of rhythm whatsoever, anxious to plunge it into the seething depths of her throat.
Denise thrilled to the knowledge that she had caused a man to lose total control of himself. When his hips shot up, slamming his thighs against her pretty face, her hands moved beneath him, clutching his muscular buttocks, squeezing them, holding his body arched above the couch, feeling his entire being shudder beyond control. He quivered repeatedly, gasping, screeching, and Denise felt the tip of his tiny organ bounce back and forth between her tongue and palate. Her lips and tongue feverishly worked on the hard pike as he poured froth the thick, creamy libation contained in his balls, feeling the eager way Denise sucked and slurped, continuing to drink until the fluid blended with the whipped cream in her belly. Her tongue continued lashing the pillar of his throbbing cock until it had emptied itself out, shrinking and becoming a fleshy caterpillar. And when he was completely void of sperm, he let his ass fall back on the sofa as he gasped and grunted with satisfaction. His hands pressed on Denise's head as he pushed his wormy cock into her mouth, and Jana, who still held the camera in her hands as Jose fucked her cunt from behind, snapped a picture. These would look good, all right. And they would be enough to drive Steve away.
Denise's mouth finally pulled away from the squiggly bit of shrunken flesh. Her passion-aroused eyes looked up into Steve's smiling face, and she, too, smiled. Her hand still held the sac of his balls and was automatically kneading the scrotum.
The girl had sipped semen and loved it. She was hungry for more, and her head dipped between his thighs, her outstretched tongue licking and slurping and seeking more of the creamy dribbles that might have fallen onto his thighs.
But her mouth had been too good, and had vacuumed up everything; whipped cream, sperm, everything.
"You taste good," she told Steve. "You really taste good. Let's make it grow again so you can give me more to drink."
Steve laughed a little. His hands shot out and grabbed her face, and he cupped it in his two hands as he pulled her face to face, kissing her lips, sucking her tongue, rubbing noses with the young girl. Though his cock had been drained of its first offering, he felt sexually potent, and knew if he waited awhile his penis would once again erect itself. Her expressed desire sent heated bolts of electric need shooting through him, reaching all the way into his shrunken cock. As their tongues continued intertwining, his penis slowly, very slowly began raising its head again. At the same time, his hand reached out to the coffee table, where the aerosol can of whipped cream rested. His fingers found it, grasped it, and finally, pushing her away a little, lifted it up. His eyes rested on the enlarged points of her pellet-like nipples as his finger found the button on top of the can and pushed.
Jana snapped another picture as the cream came gushing out all over Denise's breasts. She, Jana, was feeling all aflame as Jose's rampant cock continued sluicing in and out of her seething tunnel. Her vaginal center throbbed with the need for that cock as never before. In spite of having sucked Steve Marquardt's cock, this was the only one to ever penetrate her tight pussy, and each time it did so was a brand new thrill for Jana. How she loved feeling the gardener plow and furrow her seething feminine garden of a thousand delights!
Steve directed the spray coming from the can over her nipples, and then sprayed his own testicles with them, smiling as he did so, knowing Denise would not be slow in getting the hint. Before she was able to let her mouth move lower again, he raised her so he was able to suck the whipped cream from her rosy teats. He sucked long and hard, biting Denise's nipples, chewing on them, nibbling and rubbing them until they were bright red with the attentions of his lips, teeth, and tongue. And then he forced her to slide down until her head hovered above his thighs. At that point her face lowered itself and her tongue was washing over his testicles, once again lapping up all the cream, making the wrinkled sac tighten while the tiny marbles within swelled and enlarged. And then her mouth once again found his penis, tasting that it was a bit longer and harder than when it had shrunk. Yes, her mouth was definitely making it grow again. Steve's mind went blank again, and his buttocks bounced up and down on the sofa in a wild, cadent rhythm. Her lips moved back to the tip of his pulsating penis and she sucked it, but was unable to bring him to a climax this time. Though he managed to maintain an erection, he was unable to peak again.
With his strength temporarily deserting him, Steve Marquardt allowed his body to fall back on the bed, fighting to catch his anxious breath. The girl's lips worked over the flabby belly, stopping to tease his navel a little, and then continued slowly licking and kissing upward over his male nipples and hairy chest. Denise stretched herself out on top of him, and the man felt his breathing become labored even before it had time to return to some semblance of normality. Denise thrilled to the way Steve squirmed under her, enjoying the feel of his nakedness pressing against her. And then her mouth, which had been kissing his throat, moved up to his lips, feeling his mouth suddenly and abruptly open, so that his long, lashing tongue finally came into contact with hers.
Jana sighed, seeing the way her friend writhed against the masculine body of Steve Marquardt. Had she not been so busy with the camera, she and Jose would have retreated into the kitchen where she would have been even more soundly fucked. As it was, the gardener was doing an excellent job of plumbing her tender depths, making her feel every ridge and wrinkle on his thrusting piston of flesh as it entered and re-entered her with delightful regularity. She wriggled her hips against the thighs that slammed into her asscheeks, her rump leaping up and down in a series of continuous motions as Jose, who had her hips firmly gripped in his hands, stared with her into the living room, enjoying the sight of what was taking place there.
The kiss between Denise and Steve was a very long one. By the time the young woman tugged her mouth from Steve's, his cock was solid and his hunger for her was very strong. He cupped her hips with his palms and raised her lower half up, saying, "I could fuck you, letting your cunt slide right onto my cock, but I want to taste you, first. Okay?"
He rolled her onto the sofa as he slid off, and when she was lying supine, with her thighs wide apart, and his head between them, inhaling the rich, musky fragrance of her dripping vagina, he asked, "Are you ready?"
"You bet," Denise assured him.
Jana, feeling her senses reel because of the way Jose's cock was plunging in and out of her body, still managed to snap pictures of Steve's head between Denise's thighs.
Steve's hand reached out and grabbed the aerosol can of whipped cream. He held it over Denise's pussy and was about to spray when he stopped.
"What's wrong?" Denise asked.
"I have a better idea," he told her, a wide grin splitting his face.
"What kind of an idea?" Denise wanted to know.
"Is there any liquor in this place?" he asked.
Denise was about to shrug and admit she didn't know, when she spied the bottle of Sangria on a small table on the far comer.
"There might be some in that bottle," she told him, pointing to the sangria. "Why?" she wanted to know.
"I just got an idea," he told her, suddenly standing up. "I've never tried it myself, but I read about it in a book once, and I'd like to try it, okay?"
"Sure," Denise nodded, and the thought of what might be coming thrilled the young girl with anticipation.
Jana stared at Steve, wondering what he might have in mind. Her camera was finished, the film ah used up, and she had given it to Jose to put on the kitchen table, which he had done without missing a stroke, pumping his long, thick schvonce into the girl's seething depths.
Jose was as curious as Jana, and leaned forward over Jana's back as he peered into the living room, never once missing the beat as his meat pounded in and out of Jana's aching pussy.
"What are you going to do?" Denise asked, seeing the way Steve stared at her with his mouth hanging open.
"I'm thirsty," he told her. "I want some cold wine."
He walked over to the other side of the room, picked up the bottle and looked at it. Seeing it was more than half-full, he smiled. Yes, this was going to be the tastiest wine he'd ever enjoyed. As he approached the sofa, he looked down at the dish of cut fruit and saw that everything was surrounded by ice cubes. Reaching down, he grabbed a handful of the smaller cubes while setting the bottle down on the coffee table. Denise, curious, stared at him, her hot little ass twitching wildly as it bounced all over the bed.
Steve knelt, settling his head between the girl's thighs again, inhaling deeply, enjoying the wonderful scented aroma of her tender cunt. His lips dipped lower and pressed themselves to the triangular area of her curly pelvis. A sigh of delight came rushing from Denise, who had never been kissed there before. She automatically writhed and thrust her loins up, slamming her pelvis into the man's face.
"Oooooh!" Denise gasped. "Just what are you going to do?"
"Drink some wine," he repeated. "Just relax."
Steve kissed her sticky, viscous cuntlips solidly, then lifted his mouth from them as he looked at the bottle of sangria. He moved his right hand, the empty hand, slowly, carefully between her tender thighs, rubbing and massaging them. With his fingers, he reached out and parted the girl's sticky cuntlips, forcing them to remain parted. Then his tongue slithered between them for a moment, making the young girl moan with maddened passion. God! God! God! Whatever he was doing, it was making her squeal with thrilling pleasure. It was so wonderful.
Jana had her eyes bulging out as they stared at Steve's left hand which still held the dripping ice cubes. She was wondering what he intended doing with them. When she saw, she became so excited, she speeded up the beat set by Jose's fucking penis.
Denise groaned and gasped, writhing on the sofa directly beneath Steve Marquardt. She saw what he was about to do and squealed, but it was too late. He had her in a firm grip, with her cuntlips spread wide apart.
Steve moved his left hand forward, and using his thumb, pushed a small ice cube between Denise's pussy lips. Then one by one he stuffed the other ice cubes into her hot, sticky, waiting cunt. Denise screamed long and loud as she felt the ice cubes slipping into her. Her hips pounded up and down against the sofa, and her entire body began raggedly convulsing.
The sight so unnerved Jana, she slammed her buttocks into Jose's thighs with such force, she almost slammed him out of her. Staring at the way Denise's body bucked and bounced sent shivers up Jana's spine.
Steve's eyes glittered with sexual madness, enjoying the way Denise was bouncing and trembling, as if undergoing some orgasmic release. He reached over, got the bottle of wine, and opened it. Then using the fingers of his left hand to open Denise's labia again, he used his right hand to pour, tipping the bottle up and letting the liquid flow into the girl.
Denise whimpered, cried and trembled on the old sofa as Steve continued pouring the dark fluid into her vagina. She trembled even more when the sangria began running out of her, down her inner thighs, onto the sofa cushions.
Jose, who had done that often enough with his own wife, knew the new stains would blend in with the old ones before his wife returned. This Steve Marquardt was almost as enterprising as he himself was.
Denise felt him tug the neck of the bottle from between her vaginal lips. Her hands reached out and encountered the back of Steve's head as his mouth lowered itself to the girl's dripping nookie. She heard the bottle falling to the floor as his hands cupped her asscheeks. Denise felt all kinds of wild, heady sensations as the splashing wine swirled through her vagina. Her hands lightened in the fringe of hair on the back of Steve's head and she crammed his face against her vagina. She felt his lips press against her drenched labia as his hands slid up the insides of her white thighs. His tongue leaped out and lashed across her sensitive outer labia, and she bounced her buttocks off the sofa cushions repeatedly in time to the way his tongue swiped across her sensitive cuntlips. His moving fingers found the entrance his tongue was licking, and suddenly fingers from both hands were prying her inner labia apart, making room for his tongue. Denise went insane. Her thighs clasped themselves tightly around the neck of the man, squeezing with all her might. The soft, smooth silkiness of her flesh enclosed him, drawing his face ever deeper into her mired depths.
Denise felt his hands wandering up over her belly, seeking, and finally finding, her breasts, as his tongue continued delving into the pulsating depths of her boggy twat. She arched her back as Steve tweaked her nipples between thumbs and forefingers, rolling against the hard tips again and again as his tongue continued pressing deeper and deeper into her feminine chalice, drinking the rich vintage of sangria, now made richer with her body fluids.
The young girl felt sensuous thrills shoot through her as never before. She arched her back and slammed her buttocks up and down as the working tongue inside her circled, jabbed, then circled again, delving deeper with each twirl.
Wine came pouring out of her vagina in dribbles, mixed with the sauce she manufactured within. Steve Marquardt drank greedily, sipping, slurping, licking, dredging, draining everything out of her. The ice cubes melted quickly and mingled with the delicious fluids coming from inside her body. Denise heard the man's greedy lapping and sensed his need to continue tasting the flow pouring out of her. He was on fire and emitting that strong masculine aroma which filled the girl's olfactory sense and built her need for his tongue even higher.
The delicate fragrance of the girl's own passion filled Steve's nostrils. It intermingled with the heady aroma of wine. He lapped furiously as the sweet taste filled his mouth. He had dreamed of doing this with his wife so often, and she had completely rejected ah his ideas. Now, at last, he felt he was being fulfilled. He was enjoying the taste of Denise as much as she was enjoying the pressure of his moving tongue. He forgot everything else and strove to extend his tongue even further in the hope of giving the girl even greater pleasure.
Denise had been worked up by what she had done with the whipped cream on his cock, earlier, and now she was starting to reach out for her own orgasm. This was going to beat anything she had felt with the candle; she could sense it. Yes, yes, it was coming, ready to hit her....
"EEEEEYYYYYIIIII...." she screamed, bouncing and squirming all over the antique sofa, writhing madly as the tongue continued squirming into her, then licking out and pressing against her clit.
"Hummmmrnm...." was the only sound Steve Marquardt made as he continued tasting the delicious fluids he was sucking out of the young girl.
"More!" Denise screamed at him. "MORE! MORE! MORE!"
The man pulled his mouth from Denise's seething, bubbling cunt and threw his body on top of hers. Without using his hands, he guided his hard prick between her aching thighs and aimed the head at her wide-open crack. He carefully pressed the glans between her lips, stopped for an instant, then cruelly plunged the entire length of his short, thin penis into her waiting body, sinking it to the hilt. The turret-shaped head made a squishy sound moving through her vaginal corridor, and Denise screamed with joy, her voice masking the gasps of Jana who was feeling the orgasm in her own cunt building rapidly.
Jana was staring at the way the lips of Denise's cunt looked like a series of elastic bands twisted and twined around the heavily inthrust pole of Steve's cock, and it caused the thrills in her own body to swell enormously. The sight so aroused her, she felt her own orgasm slam into her with the power of a tornado. She had to jam a fist into her mouth to keep herself from screaming. And at the same time, Jose, who was frantically pumping into her, clamped his jaws shut and began firing round after round of heavy sperm into her seething young pussy.
Jana and Jose withdrew into the kitchen, and when the man's penis was finally empty he pulled out, and the two sat on kitchen chairs, panting heavily, feeling the wild after-thrill of their enjoyment.
In the living room, Steve Marquardt was violently sawing his tiny penis in and out of Denise's throbbing pussy, seemingly sinking deeper with each thrust, lifting her ass off the couch each time he sank his hard prick home. His movements became a bit more rapid with each thrust, and he was overjoyed to find Denise keeping pace with him
Denise had never dreamed that fucking was this wild and delightful. She had imagined it to be a passionate, but tender and slow process. This wildness was something totally new, and it thrilled her. Her formerly virgin pussy was stretched so tightly around the man's intruding cock she felt as if her cunt walls were literally being tugged out of her on every backstroke. Her walls rolled right in again when he plunged forward, pounding into her more brutally with each passing moment. The man was increasing the rhythm and depth of his attack, and Denise felt her eyes rolling up in her head, she was so delirious with joy. This was the most wonderful, thrilling, and delicious feeling of all. And the orgasm she was about to receive from this fucking would be even more marvelous than the sensation she had enjoyed an eternity ago when his tongue had delved into her vagina.
Steve was completely dominating her, and Denise allowed her body to roll with whatever the man wanted. She bounced, bucked, and writhed in time to the way his miniscule organ sank into her, seeing images in her mind of what she and Steve must look like from many different angles.
Now Steve began to really cut loose, his thighs and asscheeks moving like the wheels of a locomotive, back and forth, back and forth, and Denise felt herself being fucked as never before. No candle was the equal of a good prick, no matter how small the prick was. The penis was slamming into her, trying to touch her cervix, not quite making it. Her inner body convulsed in an attempt to squeeze his cock, and a pleasure-pain built up in her interior. It mounted until it was all but unbearable, and the girl was ready to cry out. Then it reached a peak, and the girl screeched, "YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!"
Denise felt as if she had toppled from the crest of a high mountain, falling through the air at fantastic speed, plunging into the dark, heady stream of climactic sensation. She splashed into the orgasmic water and felt the cool, refreshing critical waves hit her heated body, and her ears detected the hissing as the cold of the climactic waters touched the fire of her body. And just as she was starting to feel the organ subside, a new wave built up inside her, and she shouted, "I'M COMMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!!!" never hearing the bellow of Steve Marquardt as he shouted, "GGGGGAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!" and spurted what little spunk he had left into her quivering vaginal confines.
And then it was over. Steve lay on top of her, totally spent, never hearing the clicking of Jose's camera as it took the pictures of his face next to that of the girl.
Steve eventually dressed and left, never once stopping to think about why he had originally come to this address. Denise also dressed, and she, Jana, and Jose began planning.
CHAPTER SIX
Steve Marquardt received copies of the photos showing him with Denise the following morning. With them was a note, claiming that if he was still living in that house by the afternoon, Denise would tearfully go to the police and tell them how she was shamefully seduced by an older man. This, in turn, would lead to Marquardt's arrest for statutory rape, since Denise was under eighteen.
Being no fool, Steve Marquardt hurriedly packed his things and moved to another town, letting a real estate broker sell his house. Perhaps he would fare better elsewhere.
On Wednesday afternoon, right after school, Jana and Denise hurried back to Jana's basement apartment in her parents' home. The two girls had noticed the FOR SALE sign on the house next door, and were overjoyed to be rid of Steve Marquardt. They undressed, showered, and waited, listening for Jose's arrival. When the gardener did come, he didn't forget that his first duty was to his wife and family, and so he mowed the lawn, clipped the hedges, and pulled the weeds, making certain he was earning the money he was being paid. When he was finished, he knew he would have lots of time left, especially since he didn't have to do the Marquardt lawn as he usually did.
After putting his tools away in his truck, Jose went around to the rear of the house, went down the five steps leading to the basement door, and knocked. When the girls called to him to enter, he did so, shutting the door behind him. He noticed the little window had been covered with a piece of cardboard to prevent any possible peeping toms from seeing what was going on. Once he shut the door, he had to wait until his eyes were accustomed to the dimness of the room But once that happened, he was greeted with a vision of full-mounded breasts, pink and tan nipples standing erect. The sight of the girls' slender waists and swelling hips built his desire even higher. What he and Jana had done the previous night had only whetted his appetite. He ached for more, and now he was going to get more. In all the time he had been fucking these females whose lawns he had cut, he had never once had two women at the same time. This was going to be a first for Jose Amoroso.
Denise smiled, seeing the long, thick bulge in Jose's pants. This time she was going to be pronged by a really long cock. Jana also smiled, knowing she would be getting hers, as well.
The two girls waited while Jose quickly showered, and when he came out, he saw them stretched out on the sofa-bed, which they had opened while waiting for him.
"You look a little tired," Jana told him. "Why not sit in that chair...." she pointed to the one easy chair in the room, " ... and watch for awhile. You can join in whenever you think you're ready."
"What makes you theenk I am tired?" Jose asked, sitting in the chair, knowing the adrenalin was working in him, and that he would be able to join the two girls immediately.
"We just want to make sure you're in peak condition before you play with us," Jana smiled.
Jose sat back smiling, knowing he enjoyed looking at their naked bodies. Hell! He was able to restrain himself ... certainly for a little while. Let the two girls work one another up, then he'd be able to join in the fracas.
"Por favor," he said, smiling, "please, proceed!"
"I think today will be a very interesting day," Denise said, noting that Jose had removed the towel from around his waist as he sat. She was staring at his penis, which, to her, appeared twice as long and twice as thick as the one Steve had used on her. Yes, it would be an interesting day, indeed.
Jose felt the back of the chair rub against his own bare back as he wriggled against the chairseat and stared at the naked body of Jana on the bed. Though he had fucked her twice, and had yet to fuck Denise, he had to admit Jana had the better body. She had such smooth, rippling thighs, and long, tapering legs. Not that Denise was hard to look at. The girl might not be as pretty as Jana, facially, but she did have a nice figure. Her smaller breasts seemed a little firmer than those of the girl he had fucked the previous night. Her skin also looked a bit whiter. There were faint stretch marks, showing she had once been a bit chunkier, but they would shortly fade and disappear. Yes, Denise, in her own way, was every bit as provocative as Jana, and he, Jose, was going to fuck both cunts.
He watched as Jana turned and snuggled close to Denise, and was surprised to see the two women kissing as if they were lovers. One of Jana's delicate, feminine hands, with its long, tapered fingers moved between their bodies and began caressing the soft roundness of Denise's smaller, harder breasts. The small white mounds with their pink aureolae and rich-looking, solid nipples seemed like ripe fruit. Jose rose, walked over to the foot of the sofa-bed, and said, "I feel good enough to join in, right now."
"You wait a little longer," Jana insisted. "See if you can come up with any new ideas."
"To be honest, I do not feel like using any new ideas," Jose told them. "I theenk the old ideas are good enough."
Yes, the old ideas were plenty good enough. His hard, throbbing cock was already at full attention, twitching maddeningly from side to side as he saw the two women pressed against one another, each tightly gripping the other one's breasts. Slowly their hands slid off their full mammaries and wrapped around each other's back so their breasts now pressed against one another, nipple to nipple. Looking below their waists, Jose saw their smoothly rounded loins straining against each other. Jana's brown-haired triangle was rubbing anxious, hungry little circles against the slightly lighter brown hair on Denise's puffy mount. Denise's tapered thighs were widely spread, allowing Jana's leg to fit inside, and damn, just watching the two of them made him feel homier than a bullmoose.
Aha! he thought. The two of them are getting hotter and hotter doing thees. They are becoming excited, wheech ees good. I can see the way their cunts rub against one another. Ay carrajo! Que lindal How beautiful eet ah ees. And I can handle ah of eet. I can fuck the two cunts. I know eet.
The two girls' mouths melded together in a long, deep, soul-satisfying tongue-kiss. He looked and saw the two girls had their eyes shut, and were fully enjoying everything their mouths had to offer. Well he knew he had even more to offer. Their hands were wandering over one another's naked body, caressing each other's contours, touching the ins and outs of each curve.
Jose was feeling more and more aroused and knew he had to become part of the action shortly, or his penis would simply blow up. Well, wasn't this the reason why they had set up Steve Marquardt? This way the three of them would be free to enjoy one another, though Jose knew the winter was coming, and when that happened he would be unable to come around ... at least until the following year, in April.
Hell! He would start his April garden cleanup with the Elna household next year, and stop by once a week to check on the lawn. By then, someone would have moved into the Marquardt house, and there was every possibility that person would want Jose to do the gardening. And if there happened to be a nice-looking woman there, as well, then he might really be able to enjoy himself. He had been glad when the Senora Marquardt had left. She had been a stiff old bitch who he wouldn't have touched, even if she had been interested. He had wondered how her husband had put up with her for so long. And when she was finally gone, he had mentally congratulated the husband for getting rid of her. Now that he had helped get rid of the husband as well, he hoped a more amenable female would move in. He was always on the lookout for new, tasty pussy.
Still standing at the foot of the sofa-bed, Jose began clenching his fists, staring at the nakedness of the two females. It was time to stop merely thinking and become part of the action. His rock-solid prick was standing at an acute angle, throbbing unmercifully. He fell to his knees on the bed, and then slowly began crawling up, his itching hands reaching out to start a tender, gentle caressing action. He wanted to explore both feminine forms at the same time. He felt the smooth, satin, vibrant warmth of them, noting the slightly different texture of each body.
The two girls broke their kiss and turned to look at Jose, smiling. Denise shuddered, feeling the strong, masculine hands of the gardener as she said, "So you are ready."
"But of course," Jose nodded, smiling. "Would you espect me not to be?"
"Jose, you're all man," Jana assured him. "And today you'll prove it again, I'm sure."
"I think I should have the first chance with Jose," Denise insisted. "After all, he's been with you so many times. It's only fair I get a feel of him."
"This isn't the time to worry about it," Jana insisted. "We have plenty of foreplay ahead of us, right, Jose?"
"But of course," the gardener agreed. "It is one theeng for me to cut grass, but when it comes to caring for the garden as a whole, one does not go in with a lawnmower. The flowers have to be nurtured like cheeldren. They must be caressed and pampered and loved and cared for. So, too, with you two senoritas. You must be made to feel love. What ees between us is not sex for its own sake. I do not say I am in love weeth you gorls as I am weeth my own wife. But I do feel a love for you, and the two of you must be made to feel the love for me, as well. Otherwise we cannot do anything."
"Boy, Steve didn't feel any kind of love for me, last night," Denise told him "But he sure made me feel good."
"The man ees still a rank amateur," Jose insisted. "A true professional, a Don Juan, would have made you feel love as I intend to make you feel eet."
"And you can handle the two of us without any trouble, right, Jose?" Jana broke in.
"Trouble?" Jose asked. "There should never be trouble at a time like thees. Al contrario, thees ees something that should be heavenly and wonderful for all of us. And that ees what I intend doing."
"Well do away," Jana invited.
"My only worry is your parents, who might come home early some day," Jose said.
"I have the door leading to the upstairs locked," Jana replied. "No one will ever walk in on us and catch us by surprise."
"Ah, thees ees very wise," Jose nodded. "Now we can proceed weethout worrying about being seen."
Denise's hand reached down and grabbed the man's cock. She smiled, feeling how much thicker and fuller it was than the penis with which she had played the previous night. Oh, this was one heck of a schlong! She squeezed, making Jose gasp and shudder, so she loosened her grip and caressed the masculine pike.
"That feels good," the man told her.
"Of course it does," Denise teased. "I'm really enjoying this."
"But you will have to relax more," Jose told her.
Then Jana started moving on the sofa-bed. She was up on her knees and reversing her delectably naked torso, forcing Jose to move off to the side as she threw a thigh over Denise's head, pressing her emit against her friend's face as she pushed her own face into the tender oven between Denise's thighs. Her arms forced Denise's loins wide apart as she rubbed her hair-encircled cunt against Denise's face. Denise, smelling the richness of the aromas wafting from inside Jana's cunt, immediately understood what Jana wanted. This was another first for Denise, and she was more than willing. She and Jana had come to mean much more to each other than mere school friends. There was a kind of love between them. Jose had explained it to her, and now she understood what he meant by love. If she didn't feel a kind of love for Jana, she'd never be able to stick her tongue in her friend's cunt. It was as simple as that. The more she had come to know heterosexual enjoyment, the less she cared for homosexual pleasures, but because Jana was such a close friend and had come to mean so much to her, Denise knew she'd love ramming her tongue into the wet circle of Jana's slavering cunt. And she did so, letting her tongue stab straight in, enjoying the taste of the girl.
At the same moment that Denise's pink tongue sank into the heated oven of Jana's cunt, Jana's oral extension delved into the womanly mystery that was Denise's vagina. The tongue swirled around and around, massaging the liqueous membranes and swathing across the clitoris of her friend.
Jose stared, watching the two girls, seeing their pink tongues lick hungrily into one another's hot cunt. The man felt his cock throb all the more strongly as he wished his was the tongue to delve into the vaginas of these women. Dios! He wished he had two tongues so he'd be able to drain their pussies simultaneously.
Denise's faintly shuddering thighs were wide open by now, and Jana's long hair was flowing all over the inner loins, hiding everything Jose wished to see. Reaching out, Jose tugged Jana's hair to the side and moved so he would have a better view of the proceedings. He stared as the tongue wetly lashed in and out of the hot cunt, lancing into the vaginal wound again and again. He saw how Jana's saliva, mingling with Denise's cunt-flow, made the coral interior shimmer and shine brilliantly. Denise was trembling with lascivious delight, and Jose heard the mewling, humming sounds that Denise made, her own mouth full of delicious pussymeat. He heard Jana moaning with as much delight, and he realized the two girls were all wrapped up in one another, making louder, noisier, more obscene sounds as they tongue-fucked each other. The sight was more and more arousing, and he was pleased to see the two girls had so much love for one another. Now it was time for him to try and channel some of that love in his direction. But the two girls were compressed so tightly together, all he was able to do was caress their orgasmically writhing torsos. And since that was the only thing left to do, he did it. Jose's hand went out between the two soft, warm bodies, first touching the kneeling Jana. He managed to squeeze a hand in and fondle her full, ripe, dangling breasts, digging his fingers into the smooth, pliant flesh, cupping the full breasts, and rolling her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, while his other hand was also being put to use on Denise. His fingers roamed over Denise's taut flesh, running over her rippling belly to her chest, as well, finally managing to caress the quivering mounds of the girl's smaller, firmer tits. Feeling two pairs of breasts at the same time made Jose's penis throb all the more violently. He was becoming more and more aroused, and wondered for how long he'd be able to keep himself from shooting. Never in his life had he had an opportunity such as this; to be able to fuck two such delicious cunts at the same time. But in his mind he was certain the only way he'd be able to do it was to fuck one, and then fuck the other. Fucking both at once seemed a virtual impossibility. Hell! He had to keep himself from coming too quickly. Not that he wasn't capable of raising another erection in a reasonably short time, but it would interrupt the smooth flow of the proceedings. No, he had to restrain himself and keep himself from coming until both girls had experienced an orgasm brought on by his cock. He was certain of himself ... at least he had always been certain of being able to restrain himself when with one woman. Now he had to make sure he could handle two women. The two girls were grunting and sighing, wildly grinding their vaginas soddenly into each other's faces, making each other's cheeks glisten with mucous secretions. Their breathing was becoming more and more raspy, and they were making guttural sounds in their throats.
Dios mio! Jose thought. The gorls are both completely aroused and turned on. They are so far gone, they might begin to come at any moment.
But even as Jose thought this, the two girls also realized it. Denise was struggling to push Jana away from her, trying to tug her cunt from Jana's voraciously sucking mouth, while attempting to free her head from the tight grip of Jana's thighs, trying to ease her face from the dripping trench of the other girls flooded nookie. Her strangling sounds finally reached Jana's ears, and Jana finally relaxed, raising her head from the other woman's visibly pulsating vagina, her smeared lips glistening with the secretions of perfumed lubricant sucked from the interior of Denise's clasping cunt. Denise felt more fluid seep from between her cuntlips and drip down her thighs.
"Oh wow!" Jana gasped, leaning away from Denise for a moment. "I almost forgot. Golly, Denise, you taste so good down there. I just wanted to keep on sucking and drinking and licking ... oh, it was so good...."
She finally moved completely away from Denise, getting up on her knees and moving toward Jose, saying, "I do want to be solidly fucked by Jose with his masterful cock. I don't think that's asking too much." Jana's eyes were locked on the massive truncheon between Jose's thighs. She saw the heavy dewdrops continually coming out and bathing the head. The more she looked at it, the more she wanted it. So she lay back, spreading her arms and legs wide apart in lascivious invitation, offering her body as a sacrifice to his cock. "Do it, Jose," she gasped. "Shove that wonderful cock into me, now. I love it. Just as I feel a kind of love for you."
Jose instantly began crawling between Jana's loins, ready to lower himself into her seething cunt, the cunt he had come to know and love so much. That was when Denise shouted out her objections.
"No, no, no," she screamed. "I have just as much right to him as you. I'm just as ready for him, and since I've never had his cock inside me, I think it only fair he push it in right now. Come on, Jana, let's be fair. Let me have him first."
Jose smiled, finding himself in a true predicament. Certainly he wanted to fuck the two women, and he had truly hoped they might work out which one was to be fucked first. Unfortunately the girls were unable to agree. He knew he would have to straighten this out quickly, but he didn't want to make either of the girls unhappy.
"Senoritas," he said aloud. "Now you both know the eempossibility of my being able to fuck the two of you at the same time. I can only fuck you one at a time. One of you must wait her turn, but do not worry. I have enough strength for the two of you. And I weel fuck the both of you. But, as I said, thees can only be done one at a time."
Beneath him, Jana was already deftly reaching for his hard cock, grabbing it, squeezing it and pulling him against her as her hold on the rampant extension became even tighter. With a deft, now expert movement of her hand she guided the throbbing poker to the flaming, sucking entryway of her dripping, frothing vagina. Her thighs clamped tightly around him, pressing into his back, pushing him toward her, and then she arched her own back to force his lust-enlarged, swollen penis into the raging depths of her aroused vagina.
"I go first," Jana shouted. "See, Denise, I already have him inside me. I go first." Jana was all but singing it out, certain of her triumph. Her smooth, satin hips began wildly undulating and bouncing and moving back and forth, absorbing more and more of the huge, massive length of throbbing penis. The thick rod of masculine flesh sank ever deeper into her confines.
"Jana, that's not fair," Denise squealed. "You've had him so many times, already. I've never had anything as long, as thick, or as hard inside my own vagina. Come on, Jana."
Jose was willing to finger Denise as he pumped into Jana, but Denise didn't want a finger. She wanted to feel the thickness of Jose's cock inside her. It was only fair, considering how long her body had been forced to wait.
The gardener was moving his own body back and forth, pistoning with impatience as his pulsing prick continued sinking into the tumultuous depths of Jana's sucking pussy. Her cunt was a wet, clasping funnel, tugging him ever deeper, and finally Jose thrust hard and fast, burying the full length of his heavy meat in the anxious, weeping depths of Jana's cunt. He thrilled to the delightful flutterings he felt as the inner flesh tightened around his throbbing cock. There was no stopping him at this point. He began fucking in and out of the young woman with quick rapid strokes. It seemed that he had come to know this cunt almost as well as that of his own wife, and he loved it almost as much. Burying his hot cock inside her seething well was like entering a home away from home. The cunt was gripping his cock so tightly, for a moment he feared he might come too soon. That would ruin everything. There had to be a way out of this. Yes, yes, of course. There was a way. He remembered reading about it once, but he had never been able to try it because he had never had two females at the same time, before. It meant he would no longer have to choose between the two girls. They would remain happy, and this would keep him happy, since there would be times he would be fucking one without the other in the future, and he wanted each girl to think he believed she was something special.
Even as he continued pumping into Jana, he said, "Look, girls. There is a way, another way. I can make the two of you happy at once. I read about this position in another book, once. I remember how it's supposed to be done."
Jana continued riding the length of his flesh monorail, even though Jose had forced himself to slow down. Her rapidly rippling vaginal muscles were driving Jose insane.
"Go on," Denise screeched, grabbing his arm. 'Tell us, how does it work? How can we do it? How can you use only one cock on two cunts at the same time?"
"Here ... uhhhhh ... let me stop so I can explain it to you," Jose said.
"Please, please," Denise begged, her voice filled with urgency.
Jose saw her reaching her fingers into her wetly aroused vagina where she was using her forefinger to massage her aching clitoris, while her other fingers held her slick, wet labial slices apart, allowing more and more of her juices to freely flow out of her.
"All right, all right," Jana agreed, no longer thrusting her scabbard of cunt up around the knife of Jose's penis. "I'll stop, but Jose, don't you pull out until you explain everything to my satisfaction."
Jose finally stopped, feeling very strongly about Denise's not being fucked as he was pounding Jana. He was happy he had come up with a remedy. If only Jana would hold still long enough to listen.
Jana had stopped pumping, but her body was still writhing beneath that of the gardener. She had been so close to her own orgasm. Stopping like this was driving her crazy, and if it weren't for the fact that Denise was suffering, she would have carried this fuck through to its natural conclusion. Then, while she was douching, Denise would have had Jose's cock. No, no, if she had to douche, it meant Jose would have come inside her, and his erection would have wilted. This was the reason why she had stopped. If Jose was able to fuck the two of them at once, making them both come, that would be ideal.
But even as she thought this, her fiercely grasping fingers came down and grasped the man's buttocks in an attempt to keep him inside her, in case his idea did not appeal to her. Her thighs squeezed his hips tightly, letting him know she was ready to go again at an instant's notice. Her nipples were aching, and when she covered them with her own hands, she felt her flesh wet and dotted with droplets of perspiration. Oh God! This was one heck of a time to have stopped!
"I've never fucked two girls at the same time," Jose said, becoming more insistent, since the idea truly appealed to him. "I theenk we should geeve eet a try and see what happens."
Pressing his hands into the sofa bed on either side of Jana, he tugged his body hard, pulling his throbbing cock out of her soaking pussy, revealing how wet and shiny his masculine instrument had become. He had been reveling in the fuck he had been throwing into Jana, but he had to admit, the idea he had would be even better, especially where he was concerned. To be able to feel the inner texture of two different cunts during the same humping was a great idea. He was happy he had thought of it.
Jana was unhappy to feel his long, thick cock elide out of her, and she grunted her disapproval, but then she remained quiet.
"Come on, Jose," Denise was saying. "Tell us all about this position, please."
Jose cleared his throat, then said, "Eet ees very seemple. The directions were most explicit. Denise, seet on Jana's belly, but facing toward me."
Denise hurriedly sat on her friend's stomach, facing Jose.
"Muy bien! Now you are to lay down backward."
Denise lay down, feeling her back being dimpled by the upstanding nipples of Jana's breasts. She sensed the naked trembling in the other girl, and realized she was just as shaken. Her wide-open box was now hovering directly above Jana's. Denise even felt the tickling hairs of Jana's pubic bush against her asscheeks and perineum.
Staring at the twin pussies, one on top of the other, Jose knew it would work. His mouth was already watering at the thought of what he intended doing with the two girls. He crawled between both pairs of thighs, tugging them farther apart. Denise raised her legs and let them rest on top of Jana's widespread knees. Looking straight down, he saw the differences in the two vaginas. Jana's was longer, but Denise's seemed narrower. Denise had the lighter hair, contrasting a bit with Jana's dark brown hair. Less than an inch separated the bottom of Denise's vagina from the top of Jana's, and that inch was delectable ass and perineum. Denise's light-haired vagina, its rich, pink inner layers so desirable, now seemed to open like a budding flower. Jana's slender, dripping lips, already having had the gardener's cock between them, were open in waiting invitation.
"Si," he nodded. "Eet ees definitely possible to fuck the two of you at the same time, and thees ees something I weel proceed to do immediately."
"Come on," Denise insisted. "Do it, don't talk about it. Fuck the both of us. Use my cunt first, then pull it out and shove it all the way into Jana. Come on, you can do it. First me, then Jana, then me, then Jana ... come on, Jose."
Denise was panting in lewd anticipation. Her voice was husky with want.
"Come on, come on," Jana was begging. "Get on with it. Do it. Fuck us!"
With an erotic willingness derived from the arousing, mind-swaying sight of two rich, warm, pink throbbing vaginas ah soft, warm, and cuddly, waiting for his cock, Jose moved his body close to the cunts of the two girls. This was going to be heaven. He carefully eased his hips forward, pushing his glans, and then the rest of his massive cock into the tightness of Denise's tender cunt. He pushed in slowly, feeling the young girl's tightness. Yes, she was tighter than Jana, but only because the thickness of his cock had opened Jana's tunnel a little. All he had to do was fuck this one once or twice and it too would start opening. He moved his phallus in, deep and hard, feeling the girl's impatiently waiting pussy gobble him up. Her tight walls clung to his thrusting spar as his lust-aroused phallus slammed its onion-shaped head against the opening to her delicate womb. Tugging his madly throbbing cock all the way out of the delectably tight pocket, feeling the eager interior trying to keep him locked in, he tilted his hips down a little, then once again plunged into the welcoming depths of Jana's seething vagina. His hairy pelvis rubbed against the anxious sucking lips of Denise's pussy, making her shoot small jets of liquid against his body, and all three of them moaned in ecstatic delight. They were fully aware of the licentious spectacle in which they were taking part.
Now Jose began alternating, fucking his cock into Denise above, then tugging it out and sinking it into Jana, below. At first, he fucked each one with a single stroke, then he took his time and stroked three times into Denise before pumping as many times into Jana. After awhile he was accurately pumping and stroking into them without missing a beat. There was no doubt about the difference in feeling in their cunts. He immediately knew whose cunt his cock filled without stopping to think who was on top or who was on bottom. Denise was a shade tighter than Jana, and she was also smoother. When Jose pushed his cock into Jana, he felt the delightful, sensual ripples running up and down the length of his penis, thrilling him repeatedly. Even as he fucked harder and faster, he was always able to tell one pussy from another.
Jana's hands came up between Denise's arms, sliding around and tightly cupping the firmly dancing mounds of her friend's pink-nippled breasts. She began caressing them, rolling them between her thumbs and forefingers, making the nipples swell and stiffen even more. Denise shivered and moaned with wondering delight, and Jose, staring down at their faces as he fucked, saw Jana kissing the back of Denise's neck.
"Ummmm ... ahhhh ... ooooooohhhhhh ... eeeeee ... yesssss...." the young girl mewled, writhing as Jana continued kissing the nape of her neck. "It's wonderful ... it feels so good ... it's ... ummmmm ... so marvelous ... "
"Fuck...." Jana whispered in Denise's ear. "Fuck ... fuck ... fuck back each time he drives his flesh spike into your cunt. Oooooohh ... uhhhhhh...." This last as Jose nailed his powerful cock into the whimpering, seething depths of her own dribbling vagina. She automatically bucked up, even with Denise on top of her. The desire for fulfillment gave her three times her normal strength, and she responded to every solid thrust of the staunch penis as it powered between the ragged lips of her seething vagina.
Above the two girls, Jose continued pumping away. Perspiration covered his entire body, making him slick and wet, and still he continued pounding into the two girls again and again. He jammed his lust-stiffened poker of flesh and muscle alternately into the welcoming vessels of the eagerly waiting girls. He realized it was only a matter of time before the intensity of his sensations caught up to him. His wildly excited passion would shortly have him spewing the contents of his heavy balls into one of the two girls, though he hadn't decided which one would receive it. The bubbling froth of the girls' lubrication made his cock slide slickly into them, but he was moving with such speed, the friction, in spite of the lubrication, was burning the outer layer of skin off his penis. Signals continued flaring deep inside his testicles, letting him know he was only seconds away from reaching his own satisfaction. Dios! He had to make both girls come.
"Keep it in me," Jana began screaming. "Don't pull out now. For God's sake keep it in me, I'm going to come, I'm going to come...." and then she screamed a long, loud, fuU-throated, "EEEEEYYYYYAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!! IIIII'MMMM COMMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!!!"
Her screams almost tormented Denise who lay on top of her, her ears not too far from the screaming girl's mouth. Jana's naked body began convulsing and thrashing as Jose kept his cock inside her, making certain she felt the full effect of her orgasm. Jana slammed her ass up, riding her squishy cunt up and down along the length of the thick, impaling shaft, glorying in this, her strongest orgasm. She moved with such fury she lifted Denise a good four inches up every time her ass rose from the mattress. In fact, her movement was so violent, she even moved Jose. The gardener plunged deeply into her with hard, repeated strokes, continuing to fuck until he was certain Jana was past the crest of her overpowering orgasm. Then he tugged his thrusting meat from the depths of her flushed cunt and powered the wetly glistening spear into the tight, seething twat of Denise, who, having felt the absence of his cock longer than before, now felt herself building to unbelievable heights. He powered his throbbing dork in again and again, feeling the tightness of Denise's cunt finally loosen a little bit.
"I'm ... uhhhh ... going to come again...." Jana gasped through gritted teeth. "Jose let me feel that cock inside me for a few more strokes."
The obliging gardener pulled his meat from Denise's hot cunt and sank into the licentious pool of Jana's body, filling her with himself. Her interior was still convulsing from her previous orgasm, but he felt her cunt preparing for another inner onslaught of sensation.
"Shove ... shove ... shove...." Jana gasped. "Push it in me a few more times ... please ... please ... PLEASE ... PMMMMM ... OHHHHHHH ... UHHHHHHH ... AAAAGGGGHHHH...."
Jana felt the meat ram home again and again as he stayed with her, punching his now madly quivering penis into her repeatedly while Denise felt her own anguish build from the lack of the cock in her own sensitive tunnel. Yet she understood Jana's need, and realized when Jose was finished with her friend, this time, the man's cock would be all hers.
Jana was shrieking madly as she came repeatedly, shouting a loud, "YYYYYIIIIIEEEEE ... AAAAGGGGGHHHHHAAAAA...." They were howling squeals of delightful pleasure.
The man speedily withdrew from Jana once he was certain she had passed her final peak, and once more he thrust his powering cock into the seething depths of the other girl, feeling Denise's tightness clasp his penis with greater anxiety than before. The clinging walls of her cunt gripped his poker with maddening anxiety, holding it with such tightness, as the cock moved back and forth it seemed to pull the inner sleeve of flesh with it, creating no friction at all. Yet the movement by itself was enough for Denise, who, thrilling to the thickness of the massive dork, squealed and shouted, "AAAAYYYYYAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH ... AAAAANNNNNGGGGGHHHHH ... GGGGGAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH...." And all the while she twitched, jerked and thrashed.
Denise convulsed insanely, her thighs thrashing madly around, beating against Jana's, flopping out lewdly like a frog's. Her eyes seemed to swim unseeingly in her head while delicious ripples of relaxing muscle spasms blasted through her nakedly climaxing body.
Bueno, Jose thought. I have made two of them come.
The young gardener was overjoyed. Now it was time for him to enjoy his own pleasure, and he began powering his skin-shredded cock even faster inside Denise's squeezing nookie. Thrust, retreat, thrust, retreat. The sensation in his balls began surging higher and higher, and he felt the fluid leaving his testicles through the tiny channels and moving into the narrow tube in his phallus. Now it was climbing higher and higher, reaching the head, and then, suddenly, just like that, he was exploding, shooting every heavy drop into the sucking quim of the young Denise, feeling her vaginal walls tighten even more as if trying to suck the drops out of him.
"AYYYYAAAAYYYYYAAYY!" he shouted, pounding his body solidly into that of the younger girl, pressing her back into Jana who lay there, totally sated. He fucked forward repeatedly, until every last little drop of dribbling spunk was out of him and filling Denise.
Afterward they lay there, panting and gasping, and even laughing as he rolled off the two girls, and Denise slid from Jana. Jana showed Denise how to douche while Jose dressed and left them
CHAPTER SEVEN
The oncoming fall and winter threatened to be the longest months in the lives of the two girls. The previous Wednesday had been Jose's last visit for the year. Though they had each other, they knew it wouldn't be enough. The girls needed a good cock.
Though Denise ached for cock even more than Jana, it was Jana who was to enjoy the final triumph ... if it could be called a triumph. When the two girls had enjoyed their final session with Jose, the three of them had made more noise than they had intended, and as a result, they were overheard ... by Jana's two brothers. Freddy was the younger of the two brothers, younger than Jana, and he had been the first to overhear the noise when he had come home from school. His older brother, Carl, who was a little older than Jana, had come home from college that week for fresh clothing, and when he saw Freddy with his ear to the basement door, he listened along with his brother. Carl was a bit wiser than Freddy and knew immediately what was going on. Had he been a dutiful son, he would have told his father, and Jana would have been soundly punished. But
Carl was at the age where the urges of his gonads were stronger than the need to squeal on his Bister. And Freddy was at the inquisitive age, and so the two brothers agreed, since Jana was already giving her body to one man, there was nothing wrong with the two of them enjoying her, as well.
And so one evening, when Jana's parents had gone to a movie, the two brothers sneaked down into Jana's basement apartment while the young girl was showering, and they waited. Jana, having no idea her brothers were present, came nakedly out of the shower only to be confronted by the two of them, as naked as she. Jana felt she ought to have been ashamed. Certainly she should have run back into the bathroom and locked the door. But the sight of the half-hard penises of her two brothers stunned her. Both brothers were tall, though Carl was a good three inches taller than Freddy. Both were slender, and both had almost Grecian faces. But what kept her attention was the way their cocks dangled. Freddy had the smaller cock, and it had to be almost as large as Jose's. Carl, her older brother, had a massive monster, and the moment she saw it, Jana decided she had to have it. That it belonged to her brother didn't affect her at al. All she saw was the cock. Yet she did have the presence of mind to look into Carl's face and say, "You know, the two of you shouldn't be here."
"I know," Carl smiled. "But then, after what: we hard taking place down here last week, we thought it only fair we get in on some of the action. You'll have to admit, it'd be better than our going and telling papa. Besides, we can be as much fun as the man you had here, whoever he was."
"I suppose," Jana nodded, feeling herself all aflutter inside.
"Good! Now that we're agreed, suppose we start by you kneeling down and putting your lips around the head of my cock."
"Hey now, I'm supposed to have some fun from ah this too," Jana insisted.
"True," Freddy, the younger brother laughed, "but you've been having so much fun without us, we figure we should catch up to you. That isn't unreasonable, sis."
"I suppose it isn't," Jana shrugged. "But you, Freddy, aren't you a bit young to be doing something like this?"
"I'm only thirteen months younger than you," Freddy insisted.
Smiling, Jana dropped the towel she was carrying, letting it cushion her knees as she knelt on the floor. By now, Carl's erection was so massive, the girl was only able to stare at it in wonderment. Opening her mouth, Jana sucked the huge member in, feeling the smoothness of Carl's glans, noting how like a large, fleshy marshmallow it seemed. She was already drinking the sticky substance leaking from the hole in the tip, and she began bobbing her head back and forth, sucking softly and gently, rotating her lower jaw. Then she let the cock slide out of her mouth and used her tongue to lick the entire length of it, up and down, even lapping the balls. Her eyes were wide open the entire time, and she watched the head of her brother's throbbing cock turn from light purple to a mottled violet. Then her mouth opened and she sucked the entire instrument in, pushing it to the back of her mouth, letting the head lodge against her throat. For some reason, the idea of sucking her brother's cock excited her beyond belief, and the girl used her mouth all the more rapidly. Her own box was getting hot and wet, and the goo seeping from between her thighs ran down onto the towel on which her knees were resting.
Carl's hands pressed on the back of her head, pushing her mouth farther along the massive piece of flesh. The head was wedging its way into her throat, making her gag. She wanted to pull back, but Carl's hand rested on her skull, pressing her head farther along the length of heavy flesh. It pushed into her esophagus, widening it, making her gag and choke, and still Carl pushed on her head, pressing her mouth farther and farther along his pillar of flesh until her lips were being massaged by his pubic hair. Her tongue extended itself to keep her from strangling, and the top of it rubbed against his wrinkly, rubbery balls. She licked, tasting the saltiness of her brother's flesh, and the flavor of him made her hungrier for more. Yes, this cock had been manufactured in the same oven where she herself had come into being, and now she wanted to merge with it again and become part of the many seedlings they had once been in their father's balls.
Freddy knelt beside her to watch her mouth move back and forth, sucking more and more of Carl's cock in with each movement. Unable to contain himself, the younger boy dipped his head underneath, then came up and pressed his mouth to her left nipple, sucking lightly on it, then pulling it further into his mouth, sucking, sucking, tugging, making the bud enlarge and swell until he was able to chew on it. And he chewed hard, but Jana seemed to thrive on it, using one hand to press his head against her chest, while the other hand gripped Carl's ass so she could suck his penis that much more strongly.
Carl was ramming his hips back and forth, knowing it was only a matter of minutes before he came. His spunk was rising, building, bubbling, and then it came shooting out of his cock, blasting into the girl's mouth. And Jana sucked hard as she heard Carl bellow, "AAAAANNNNNGGGGGHHHHHAAAARRRRGGGGHHH!!!"
He fired blast after blast into the hollow of her mouth, only to have her swallow the heavy jism down her throat. Jana drank the precious fluid as if it were the sweetest wine, sucking and slurping, and pulling until her brother's cock was as small as her pinky. Even then, her lips refused to relinquish their hold on the organ until Carl pressed her forehead and pushed her away.
Freddy released her breasts, corning up for air, and he said, "Oh boy, now it's my turn."
"And my turn, too," Jana insisted, falling on her back on the floor. "You put that strong whang of yours in here," she told him, pointing to her vagina.
Freddy looked at his older brother, himself a bit frightened. But Carl merely nodded as he staggered over to the sofa and collapsed on it.
"Go on," he told Freddy. "It's time you learned where all the fun is. A woman's hole is not meant for a woman's use, but a man's. Go on, Freddy. Shove that cock of yours into the tight pussy of our darling sister. If she fucks like she sucks, she is one terrific girl."
Freddy fell to his knees, his body trembling. This was his first experience, and he was as scared as any girl. Jana, who had been completely aroused by the way she had sucked Carl's cock, reached down, grabbed the throbbing prick, and aimed it at the slit between her lower vaginal lips. Then she lifted her hips and felt her younger brother's cock slide right into her.
"Ooooooh!" Freddy gasped.
The girl was so hot, the entry of his throbbing cock into her steaming vestibule set her off, and she began enjoying one series of climaxes after another. And as her younger brother began shooting his wad into her body, Jana reflected, the oncoming winter was going to be enjoyable, after all. But her brothers were a secret; one she had no intention of sharing with Denise. They were hers, all hers.
