Everyone, communists and capitalists alike, seems to be agreed that sports are important. In the United States, sports are a major industry grossing billions of dollars and involving millions of people as participants or spectators. In the communist countries, notably the Soviet Union and East Germany, vast governmental programs are devoted entirely to achieving excellence in sports with some athletes spending as much as eleven months a year on their chosen specialties. Other countries have similar programs but on a smaller scale.
At one time in the not so distant past, sports participation was largely a masculine domain. However, today the tide has turned and in some cases female sports figures are even more popular than male. Tiny Olga Korbut, who single-handedly popularized the sport of women's gymnastics, couldn't possibly answer all the fan mail that pours into her apartment from all over the world. And the old notion that female athletic performances are relatively unexciting has been exploded by scenes such as Rosi Mittermaier flashing down the Austrian slopes at breathtaking speeds and similar feats by other female athletes.
Of course, the biggest and splashiest sports spectacle of all are the Olympics, a quadrennial saturnalia of sports involving a cast of thousands and enormous preparation. Although the governing body maintains a pretext that the Games are strictly a non-professional affair with the athletes performing on an individual basis, the Olympics are in fact a showcase for the national pride of the various countries that participate. And nationalistic considerations often enter into the judging of various Olympic events, particularly those involving subjective evaluation, such as gymnastics and figure skating. The ridiculously low marks given by the American judge to figure skater Diane de Leeuw in the 1976 Winter Games is but one example.
In recent years, the Olympics have been victimized by international power politics. The tragic deaths of the Israeli athletes at Munich in 1972 at the hands of terrorists made the sports events that followed seem ridiculously trivial. In 1968, the Olympic Games in Mexico City were seriously threatened by widespread rioting and pitched battles between youths and the police. It was not learned until later that the apparently spontaneous demonstrations had been masterminded by Oleg Nechoporenko, a brilliant and highly dangerous Soviet secret police agent acting under orders from his KGB superiors to turn Mexico into "another Vietnam."
As a result of all of this, the Olympics scheduled for Montreal in 1976 and Moscow in 1980 will undoubtedly draw worldwide attention. In this book, the author takes us backstage to the grueling but exciting world of high-level women's gymnastics. Fourteen-year-old Angie Kirby, petite and supremely agile, is determined to make the Olympic team or know the reason why.
Chaperoned by her older sister, Cheryl, and tutored by her coach, Mike Carter, a specialist with female athletes, Angie willingly submits to the rugged discipline required to become an Olympic gymnast.
We seriously recommend The Spanked Athlete to all our readers, and particularly those who are interested in the backstage maneuvers and politics that go into preparation for the Olympics.
-THE PUBLISHER
CHAPTER ONE
"And let's take a look at little fourteen-year-old Angie Kirby!" The television announcer's enthusiastic voice stood out among buzzing crowd sounds.
On the bright color screen, a tiny blonde figure in a blue exercise suit dismounted from the asymmetric bars with a sensational backward somersault. Her flawless landing was quickly followed by sustained applause.
"Isn't it exciting?" Cheryl Kirby exclaimed. "Do you really think that Angie has a chance of making the Olympic team?"
The attractive brunette flashed a bright smile at her older companion as she spoke.
"Sure, but I'm not sure it's a good idea," Mike Carter replied. "Fourteen's a little young. The Russians held Korbut out of major competition until she was sixteen, and I think they were right about that."
"Is that any way for her coach to talk?" Cheryl protested with a reproachful look. "You heard what the announcer said! That Angie is the most promising gymnast we've ever had!" It was readily apparent that Cheryl was fully prepared to serve as defense attorney for her talented kid sister. Cheryl herself was twenty and the age gap between her and Angie eliminated the jealousies that so often pervade relationships between sisters.
"Look, we've talked about this before," Mike told her. "Let's don't put too much pressure on Angie. There's a long way to go. She hasn't even made it to the semi-finals at New Haven yet. And if she gets past that, there's the finals in L.A."
Cheryl nodded. "And while she's in training, we're stuck in this dump with nothing to do," she replied.
She was referring to the fact that Angie's training quarters were in a remote Wisconsin area west of Lake Winnebago, an isolated site that had been selected to give Angie and her coach complete privacy from the outside world. Cheryl was present to serve as companion and unofficial chaperon for her younger sister.
Before Mike could reply, there was a knock on the door. "Can I come in now?" Angie's voice came from the other side of the door.
"Yes," Cheryl replied.
The cute blonde gymnast stepped into the room. She was still pouting a little because her coach had forbidden her to watch herself on television, and her petulant glance at Mike told him that he was not yet forgiven, "How did it go?" she asked, obviously referring to the film clip about herself.
"You were great!" Cheryl assured her.
"I wished I could have watched," Angie remarked quite pointedly, flashing her green eyes meaningfully in Mike's direction.
"I don't want you watching yourself on television," Mike told her sternly. "It'll make you self-conscious. Now, go to bed. We've got a lot of work to do tomorrow."
"All right," Angie spoke in a martyred voice. Tossing her blonde head, the talented youngster quickly departed from the room.
Cheryl glanced at her watch. It was ten-twenty and Angie's regular bedtime was ten-thirty. "Well, Angie may be in training but we're not!" she remarked to Mike. Her expressive eyes seemed to be telling him to go ahead.
Mike did not miss the signal. Thirty-two-years-old, he had specialized in training girl athletes for some time and had been around enough healthy, vibrant young girls to understand their methods of communication. He was also quite aware of Cheryl's bosomy figure, presently displayed in formatting yellow slacks and clinging red sweater.
"Let's go for a walk," he suggested. "The weather's warm enough that we don't even need coats."
"Okay!" Cheryl promptly agreed, jumping up from her seat. It was about time her sister's well-built coach noticed her! She had often watched him working out with Angie, and the sight of his powerfully muscled body often brought gushes of feminine dew seeping through her voluptuous pussy lips.
As the two of them went outside, Cheryl could sense that the older man was thoroughly aware of her feminine presence. As if by mutual understanding, they took the path that led back to the barn that had been converted into a makeshift gymnasium for Angie. A backward glance over her shoulder told her that her younger sister had turned out her bedroom light. Although the moon was partially obscured by clouds, it was still possible to see more than one might expect.
Jees, am I ever horny, Cheryl told herself. Her heart was pounding and erotic images were rapidly racing through her active mind. She felt a pleasantly sticky and tingling sensation beginning to build up in her sex-starved cunt. I can hardly wait to get that hard meat in me! As well-built as he is, he's got to be a real stud!
"Watch your step," Mike cautioned Cheryl as they came into the shadows cast by the barn.
Suddenly, without warning, Mike grabbed Cheryl and pulled her to him! His movements were swift and almost rough, instantly making her aware of his muscular physique and much greater strength. Cheryl surrendered with an ecstatic moan. Their lips met in a hard kiss and the attractive young brunette snuggled close to him, making sure that he felt her full breasts against his chest. Their tongues met and curled around one another with rapid, snake-like thrusts and he squeezed his strong arms tightly around her.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Cheryl gasped as she suddenly felt the raw, throbbing masculine hardness pressing against her belly. He was built like a stallion! Feminine honey impulsively bubbled from her coral aperture and her highly nervous clitoris instantly began twitching feverishly. Her knees began to feel watery under her and she sagged against him, forcing her breasts lewdly against him and reveling at the contact of his rock hard prick.
"Let's go into the barn!" Mike spoke in a hoarse, urgent voice.
Inside the barn, he flicked on a small overhead light that provided just enough illumination for them to keep from tripping over the various items of gymnastic equipment that were scattered about the spacious floor. Cheryl's mind was reeling with rapidly developing arousal as he led her to the mat that was designed for Angie's floor exercises. The two of them quickly fell on the mat with their arms and legs twisted about one another and their bodies writhing in an instinctive urge to get closer. Once again their tongues met in a deep French kiss.
"Oh, Jesus, I'm horny!" Cheryl frankly confessed. "I need it so bad! I can't remember ever being so horny before! You spend all your time with Angie and ignore me! Oh, I just have to have it!" As she spoke, the highly aroused young woman ran her hand seductively but urgently over the front of his trousers, exploring the hotly pounding battering ram from tip to base.
"Well, I'm not going to ignore you this evening!" Mike replied. "Here, let's get this off!"
As he somewhat hastily reached for her red sweater, Cheryl continued stroking her hand up-and down the front of his slacks in a teasing, provocative manner. The brightly colored sweater came off over her head, mussing her brunette hair and revealing a well-filled black brassiere that stood out vividly against her creamy white flesh. Her hotly flushed cheeks and slightly mussed hair seemed to make her all the more appealing.
"Oh, it's so big! So big!" Cheryl exclaimed in a dreamy, admiring voice.
As the young brunette's hand continued tantalizing his furiously palpitating cock, Mike quickly began undoing the side fastener of her yellow slacks. Squirming girlishly, Cheryl cooperated by lifting herself up slightly from the mat as he began working the slacks down her rotund hips and shapely bare legs. Her black panties matched her bra and contrasted sharply with her long white legs. Pulling off her sandals, he quickly peeled the slacks down her legs and tossed them aside.
"Oh, is it ever hard!" Cheryl cried out ecstatically. As he peeled down her slacks, she managed to unzip his slacks and quickly worked her hand into the opening. "OOOH!" she gasped as her small, soft hand curled around the sleek but incredibly rigid masculine pleasure rod. "Oh, my! Wow! Oh, I love it! Ooooh!" Wriggling with excitement, the shapely brunette squeezed the lust-bloated organ just as hard as she could.
More than a little surprised by her kittenish eagerness, Mike quickly reached behind her back to unsnap her bra. As the straps of the intimate garment came loose, he pulled forward and watched her silken, scarlet tipped breasts tumble provocatively from the cups of the bra. Freed from the confines of the restrictive garment, the two lush mounds jounced prettily, the bright strawberry tips standing out vividly against the milk white background.
"Oh, hurry up! I can't wait much longer!"
Cheryl pleaded in a slightly breathless voice. Her small, velvety hand pulled and stroked demandingly on his hotly swollen masculine sword as she spoke. "Oh, please, please! Oh, please!"
Hastily tossing the bra aside, Mike wasted no time hooking his fingers into the elastic waistband of her black nylon panties. The tiny feminine garment quickly came down to reveal a richly luxuriant brunette nest that formed an almost perfect triangle at the fork of her smooth legs. The curly, matted hair was glistening with a film of feminine dew, and partially camouflaged her petulant cuntal lips. Mike quickly pulled the panties down her pretty legs and threw them to one side.
"Take off your clothes, too!" Cheryl spoke in a highly urgent voice. Completely naked, the voluptuous young brunette squirmed about on the mat with shamelessly coital movements. "Hurry up! Jesus, I can't wait! I have to have it! I've never been so randy! Come on!"
His eyes greedily enjoying the sight of the young girl's seductively writhing body, Mike began stripping off his clothes as fast as he could.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!" Cheryl kept repeating, her eyes glued on his fully elongated, rigidly upright spear. Unable to hold still for a second, she ran her hand lewdly through her brunette feminine nest and gave him a flashing glimpse of pink girl meat.
After discarding his shorts, Mike fell to the mat again. Their nude bodies smacked against one another as his arms closed about her and pulled her toward him in commanding fashion.
"OOOOOOOH!" Cheryl gasped as she suddenly found herself completely dominated by his hard, muscular masculine body. "Ooooooh, my! Oooooooh!"
Kissing her hard on the mouth, Mike quickly lowered his head and buried his face against her silken breasts! He began kissing them all over in a rapid, excited fashion, flicking his tongue against first one nipple and then the other. At the same time his hand roamed downward into the moist thicket at the apex of her thighs, and his probing finger quickly found the warm waterfall.
"Ooooh! Oooooh, my ! Oooooooh!" The masculine caresses instantly produced an electrifying effect on the highly sensuous young woman. Gasping and arching her back sharply, she clasped his blood-engorged cock in a tight grip and began stroking and pulling on it in a thoroughly uninhibited manner. "Oh, I love your big hard prick! Oh, I just love it!"
Tantalized by the older man's busy mouth and tongue, her vibrant young breasts quickly became taut with feminine erectness. Electric-like tingling sensations shot through her highly sensitive nipples and radiated throughout her torso. At the same time, his exploring finger found her tiny magic button, which instantly bloomed into swollen tautness and forced her to wriggle with hot, bothered movements.
"Oh, wow, you're driving me crazy! Oh, wow!" Cheryl exclaimed in a distraught voice. "Oh, I feel so hot! So hot! Oh, my! Ooooh! Ooooh, wow!"
Thoroughly stimulated by the young girl's delectable body, Mike did not wait for permission to kiss her all over. Quickly moving into a position that was almost perpendicular to her writhing figure, he extended his hands and employed his fingers to open up her feminine treasure. The two bright pink petals came open with a delicate squishing sound, and he found himself gazing at a fascinating expanse of watery coral meat. Without further ado, he plunged headfirst into the highly inviting pool!
"OOOOOH!" Cheryl cried out with a mixture of surprise and excitement. Her back arched up in a wide arc before slowly settling back down on the mat, and an expression of rapture suddenly came over her pretty face. "OOOOOH! Oh, my! Oooooh!! Ooooooh! This is . . . Oh . . .M
His face plastered against the delightfully wet girl meat, Mike extended his tongue as far as he could and began flicking it with broad swipes. Hot gushes of spicy feminine cream began inundating the entire area, smearing his face and trickling into his mouth. Her legs thrown wantonly open to receive his lascivious caresses, Cheryl instinctively thrust her pelvis back and forth with coital movements. Her hands wandered over her tautly erect breasts, massaging and stroking them in a highly sensual manner.
"Oh, it's wonderful! I love it! Ooooh!" Cheryl's voice mirrored her rising excitement. "Oh, my, it's so . . . Oooooooh! Oh, my pussy's getting hot! Ooooooh! Oh, my! Oh, this is . . . so . . . Ooooooh! Ooooooh!"
Mike's probing tongue found her quivering love bud and flicked at it with rapid strokes that came from all directions. Biting her lip, Cheryl quickly found herself building to a fever pitch of arousal. Her voracious young cunt felt hot and sticky, and the sensitive nerve endings along her vaginal canal seemed to be simply itching for fulfillment. She was becoming quite breathless and her thrusting movements were becoming more and more jerky and uncontrollable.
"OH, YOU'RE DRIVING ME CRAZY!" the distraught young woman suddenly cried out. "OH, FUCK ME! FUCK ME! I CAN'T STAND IT ANY MORE!"
As she spoke, her smooth thighs coiled tightly around Mike's head and her fingers clawed at his hair.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Cheryl repeated, her voice straining with anticipation. "FUCK ME! DON'T MAKE ME WAIT ANY LONGER!"
Forcing her sleek thighs open with his hands, Mike withdrew his face from the steaming feminine cauldron and prepared to mount her writhing body. His rock hard prick was pounding furiously at the prospect of being sequestered in her magnificent young cunt, and he paused just long enough to enjoy a final glance at her lush young figure.
"HURRY UP! FUCK ME!" Cheryl demanded, nearly in tears. Her clitoris was itching almost painfully and her cuntal walls were sucking inward hungrily in anticipation of the impending impalement. "FUCK ME!"
"Okay, honey, you're going to get fucked all right!" Mike assured the highly excited young brunette.
As he settled down astride her on his knees and forearms, Cheryl quickly slipped one hand under him to get his hotly throbbing cock started in the right direction. Guided by her soft hand, the mushroom-shaped crown brushed against wet hair and came into contact with her soft, yielding pussy lips. Mike thrust forward and his palpitating masculine harpoon began knifing its way into the delightfully warm, wet channel.
"OOOOOH!" Cheryl exclaimed as she felt the rigid slab of man meat dilating her vaginal canal with breathtaking swiftness. "OOOOOOH!" Arching her back sharply and throwing her hips upward to cement the connection, the voluptuous young woman excitedly threw her arms and legs around her masculine partner.
His powerful body taut with lustful arousal, Mike plunged forward all the way into the wet wonderland. Her hot, spicy cunt was delectably tight and he could feel her satiny vaginal walls clinging to his hotly swollen prick as if trying to suck out his magic creams. His bare chest scraping against her uptilted nipples, the well-built coach paused to enjoy the union of their sexual organs.
"Oh, I love it!" Cheryl confessed in a breathless voice. "Oh, it feels so hard! So big! So very . . . Ooooooooooh!" His powerful body made her feel small and exquisitely feminine under him, and she reflexively began twisting and churning her pelvic muscles with sensuous movements. Her clitoris was taut and swollen and the tip was scraping against the masculine intruder. "Oh, fuck me, come on!" she cried out impatiently when Mike seemed to be in no hurry to get started. "Come on! I'm so hot I can't stand it any longer!"
"Don't worry, honey, you're going to get fucked real good, all right!" Mike assured his distraught companion.
Resting on his forearms, he began thrusting back and forth with deliberately restrained movements. Cheryl instantly responded, arching her back and moving her buxom bottom around as if it had ball bearings in it. Her fingers dug into his back and worked their way downward, her long and brightly painted nails serving as tiny spurs. Bubbling feminine honey soaked his thrusting masculine sword, greasing its passage through the slippery pink tunnel.
"Harder! Harder!" Cheryl urged in an excited voice. The shapely young brunette was already breathing rather hard, and her facial grimaces revealed her mounting arousal. "Oh, please, harder! I really have to have it! I really do! I'm so horny, so starved for cock! Oh, that big sausage feels so wonderful between my legs!"
Deliberately pacing himself despite his youthful partner's urgings, Mike slowly increased the tempo. Her twisting, undulating movements beneath him displayed a phenomenal technique that left him more than a little amazed. He could feel the walls of her hungry cunt grabbing and snapping at him, and at times it felt as if she had actually succeeded in trapping his rampant cock deep inside her.
"Oh, I need it so bad!" Cheryl gasped, digging her fingernails into his bare hips. "Oh, can't you feel my cunt just sucking on your prick? Can you? Can you?"
"Sure can, baby, sure can!" Mike admitted, wincing a little from the effect of her scraping fingernails.
Spurred on by her hungry young body, the athletic older man began pumping and thrusting back and forth at a progressively accelerating rate. Cheryl matched him move for move, raising her hips up off the mat and compelling him to press her downward with each forward thrust. Their bodies moving with purely instinctive parries and thrusts, the two of them wrestled breathlessly with arms and legs locked in a tight embrace.
"OH, HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER!" Cheryl almost screamed at him. Her voluptuous, demanding cunt felt as hot as an oven, and her furiously swollen clitoris was sending electric sparks as it scraped against his thrusting masculine weapon. Thoroughly tormented by the madly itching sensations that seemed to permeate her entire midsection, the distraught young woman writhed with violent jerks and thrusts. "HARDER! PLEASE! FUCK ME HARDER!"
More than a little dismayed by his youthful partner's intense demands, Mike unleashed his reserves. Pressing down tightly on her hot, wildly twisting and writhing body, he began pumping with swift strokes that sent his frantically throbbing prick plunging deep into her delectable love-pit. Hot feminine syrup was flooding the area and providing an almost incredible slipperiness that at times made him feel as if he were simply swimming.
"HARDER! HARDER! HURT ME! I DON'T CARE! HARDER!" Cheryl screamed in a voice that was rapidly approaching hysteria. "FUCK ME HARDER! FASTER! HARDER!"
"Christ, you're a hellcat!" Mike managed to remark although he was also becoming quite breathless.
"HARDER! OOOOOH! OOOOOOOH! FUCK ME HARDER!" Cheryl incessantly demanded. "I'M GOING OUT OF MY MIND! OOOOOOOH! OOOOOOH . . . "
The highly aroused young woman was arching her back into a wide bow and holding herself in that position until he forced her back down against the mat. Her feverishly itching clitoris felt as if it were going to explode at any moment, and the walls of her hotly tormented vagina were becoming afflicted by spasms that were quite uncontrollable. Feminine honey continued to suffuse her vaginal tract, thoroughly lubricating his rapidly thrusting prick for the final charge.
"OOOOOOOH! Ooooooooooooh! I . . . Fuck . . . Oooooh! OOOOOOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Cheryl gasped, panting and too aroused to speak in any rational or connected fashion. "FUCK ME . . . OOOOOOOOOH! I . . . I'm OOOOOOOOOH! I'm . . . OOOOOH! AHHHHHHHHHHHH."
Realizing that his youthful partner was on the verge of complete fulfillment, Mike began throwing everything he had into it. Employing the powerful muscles in his thighs to full effect, he rammed back and forth with jackhammer thrusts that drove his madly throbbing cock to the nether depths of her yielding cunt. Although the slamming blows nearly crushed her body under him, Cheryl repeatedly lifted her hips to meet the onslaught. Her fingers were clawing into his hips in an almost painful fashion and her smooth legs were locked around him in a tight embrace.
"OOOOOHHH! AHHHHHHHHHH! MORE! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHHH!" Cheryl's ecstatic cried became totally incoherent as she found herself careening toward a rapturous climax. "AHHHHHHHH! OOOOH! AHHHHHHHH! I'M . . . OOOOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHHH!" The spasms in her hotly enflamed twat were becoming pure torture, bringing tears to her eyes and forcing her to thrash about in a purely animal fashion. "OOOOOOOOH! I . . .
OOOOOOOOH!"
Mike could see that there was no point holding back any longer. Drawing back until just the head of his wildly pounding prick was inside the tormented young girl's cunt, the athletic older man slammed downward and forward with all his might. His lust-swollen torpedo drove the full length of her deliciously wet and tight vagina, and simply exploded! Released with pent-up fury, hot masculine lava erupted with one furious burst after another as his powerful body crashed downward on her furiously struggling body.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Cheryl emitted a shrill, almost savage scream as her sensuous young body surrendered to the bliss of total release. Her clitoris seemed to burst into bloom like a spring flower, and her tormented vaginal walls dissolved in frantic orgasmic spasms that sent waves of pleasure radiating throughout her entire body. The spasmic contortions seemed to catch his exploding cock deep inside her, locking it in her cunt and greedily sucking out its creamy lava. "OOOOOOOOOOH! OOOOOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.. . "
Totally breathless from their exertions, the two of them collapsed in a heap on the mat as the intense initial pleasures of climax gave way to a glowing aftermath. Obviously in no hurry to disengage from his younger partner, Mike lay astride her in commanding fashion. It was several minutes before either of then was in condition to speak intelligibly.
"Oh, wow, that was some fuck!" Cheryl admitted, still fighting for her breath. "I really needed that!"
Mike kissed her lightly on the lips before dismounting. "I rigged up a shower for Angie out here," he suggested. "Why don't we use it?"
"Okay," Cheryl quickly agreed. "You mean together? Wow, I have to warn you that water always makes me feel sexy!"
Moments later the two of them were standing under the makeshift shower which Mike had fixed up for his pupil. The initial blast of cold water from the shower spout produced a yell from Cheryl, but the water quickly warmed up and the two of them took turns standing directly under the mainstream. Mike picked up a bar of soap from a nearby tray and began soaping Cheryl's voluptuous young body.
"Hey, wow, what are you doing?" Cheryl exclaimed, a bright smile on her face.
"You're going to get me all sexed up again!"
Squirming and gasping, the shapely young brunette allowed him to soap her all over.
"It's my turn to soap you next!" Cheryl remarked as she stood under the water to rinse herself off. She was making no attempt to keep her long brunette hair from becoming completely soaked.
Mike handed her the bar of soap and stood quietly as she took her turn going over him with it.
"Hey, wow, this is fun!" Cheryl told him with a teasing smile as she spent more time than was necessary soaping him between the legs. "Bet I can get you turned on again in a hurry!" she added as Mike stood under the shower to let the soap run off.
Before he could reply, the attractive young woman impulsively grabbed his limp prick in one hand and bent over at the waist to take it into her mouth! Caught by surprise, Mike stood motionless under the warm stream of water as Cheryl's tantalizing young mouth quickly began working its magic on him. Her warm saliva and busy tongue almost instantly began to get results.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Cheryl moaned with excitement as she felt his supple masculine organ rapidly beginning to expand and harden in her mouth. The warm water spilling on her head and bare back added to the sexy effect, and the voluptuous young woman quickly found herself becoming quite aroused.
"Hey, you know how to get a guy going in a hurry!" Mike remarked. His blood-filled cock was already firmly erect and throbbing with revitalized energy.
Her small hand still circling his hotly swollen penis, Cheryl straightened up with a hotly flushed and slightly breathless look on her face. "Right here!" she suggested. "Come on! I'm ready!"
"Okay, if that's what you want!" Mike replied.
As he spoke, he pushed the soaking wet young woman against one wall and easily lifted her right off her feet!
"Hey, wow!" Cheryl screamed as she found herself up in the air. "Oooooh!"
Mike pushed forward, pressing her against the wall and forcing her legs apart. Without further ado, he impaled the squealing and squirming young woman on his stiffly upright prick!
"YEOWWWWW!" Cheryl screamed with a mixture of discomfort and excitement as the older man's rigid cock stabbed into her vaginal canal like a hot knife. "OOOOOH! Oh, wow! OOOOOH!"
Their wet bodies pressed together, Mike pushed her tightly against the wall to maintain their balance. Squirming like a worm, Cheryl wrapped her legs around him and simply held on for dear life. Holding her easily in the upright position, Mike began pumping with virile thrusts.
"Oh, wow, oh, my! Ooooh!" Cheryl cried out although she was almost too breathless to say anything. "Oh, this is wild! Ooooh! I . . . Oooooh! Wow! Your big prick's in so deep! Wow, I can't believe it!"
Keeping the frantically twisting young woman pinned against the wall, Mike thrust back and forth with commanding strokes. Thoroughly delighted by the unconventional position, Cheryl clung to his powerfully muscled body with a fierce embrace and breathlessly worked her hips around as much as she could. The extra-deep penetration afforded by the upright posture left her breathless and sent chills of raw pleasure racing up and down her back.
"Take that! And that!" Mike spoke in an almost hostile fashion. "And that!"
"Oooooh, you're so brutal! Ooooh, my, it's in so deep! Oh, Jesus! OOOOOOOH!
OOOOOOOOH, MY GOD, I'M GOING OUT OF MY MIND!"
Struggling frantically to hang on and panting with loud, passionate gasps, Cheryl could feel an intense orgasm quickly beginning to appear just over the horizon. Mike's powerful thrusts were becoming more rapid and uncontrolled, and his hard body was nearly crushing her against the wall. The warm water from the shower splattered against their naked bodies, making them all the more wet and slippery.
"AHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOH! OH, MY, I'M . . . OOOOOOOOOH! AHHHH, I'M.. . OOOOOH!" Cheryl found herself becoming completely carried away with sexual intoxication. The spontaneity and bizarre position made it all the more exciting. "OOOOOH! OOOOH! AHHHHHHH! OH, MY! I'M . . . . OOOOOH . . . "
Squirming like a worm on the rapidly thrusting masculine tower, Cheryl screamed with delight as she suddenly felt the hot jets of murky semen spurting into her hotly twitching young cunt. Hugging her assailant with all four limbs, the sensuous young woman let herself go completely and surrendered to the lewd pleasures of total orgasm. Her frantically quivering clitoris suddenly began giving off fireworks, sending waves of voluptuous pleasure rippling through her frenzied body, while at the same time her vaginal walls went into convulsions that sucked frantically on the older man's deeply penetrating cock.
"OOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOOOH! OH, THIS IS . . . THIS IS . . . HEAVEN! AHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOH!" Cheryl cried out, nearly swooning at her second orgasm of the evening.
As the two of them gradually began to regain their sanity, Mike released his grip on her and they stood a little breathlessly taking turns under the warm shower.
"Looks like this training camp is going to be a lot more interesting from now on!" Cheryl observed, flashing a bright smile at her partner.
CHAPTER TWO
"Go out to the barn and start getting warmed up, Angie," Mike told his youthful prodigy after breakfast the following morning. "We've got a lot of work to do today."
"Okay," Angie agreed, taking a final swallow of milk before dashing out of the room.
"She's so small I don't see how she can do all those things," Cheryl remarked, referring to the fact that her sister was a petite 5-1 and weighed less than a 100 pounds dripping wet.
"Most gymnasts are small," Mike explained. "Since gymnastics depends on a strength-weight ratio, the shorter your arms and legs are, the more leverage it gives your muscles. Look at Olga Korbut. She's only 4-ll and weighs 82 pounds."
As he finished speaking, Mike finished his breakfast coffee and headed in the direction of the barn. As he did so, he could hear the record player that Angie frequently kept blaring when working out.
The barn had been equipped with all the items necessary for women's gymnastics. The mat where Mike and Cheryl had enjoyed their lustful pleasures the night before was designed for floor exercises, tumbling and dancing. There was a horse for vaulting, and uneven parallel bars with the low bar set five feet off the floor and the high bar two feet higher. In addition, there was a balance beam, four inches in width and slightly over 16 feet in length.
When Mike entered the barn, Angie was standing poised on the balance beam with her back to him and her arms outstretched. She was attired in only her blue exercise outfit, and her blonde head was thrown back.
"Angie, what do you think you're doing?" Mike cried out in an irate voice. With his experience, he realized instantly that his star pupil was secretly practicing the dangerous backward somersault from the balance beam.
Looking rather surprised, Angie abruptly stopped and jumped down from the beam. There was a petulant look on her pretty face as she chafed under her coach's stern discipline. "If I had that somersault in my routine I'd get a medal at the Olympics," she told him in a spunky voice.
"It's too dangerous," Mike replied. "And if I catch you trying it again, I'm going to give you a good spanking!" he added, making a sweeping motion with one hand as if spanking an imaginary bottom.
Angie flashed him a scornful look, in effect reminding him that he wouldn't dare do such a thing to her.
"Now get to work on the mat," Mike instructed. "I want you to work on your tumbling and dancing this morning."
"Oh, that's so boring," the cute blonde protested. Adventurous and courageous, Angie much preferred cavorting on the asymmetric bars or the balance beam. Nevertheless, she trotted over to the mat and began some basic tumbling exercises.
The morning's session did not go well. Angie seemed upset, distracted and at times almost defiant. Mike watched her performance with puzzlement and concern, and found himself consciously controlling his temper to keep from exploding with anger.
"Take a shower," he finally told her at the end of the morning. "Maybe you need some time off."
After a leisurely lunch, the two of them returned to the barn.
"Do you want me to put on my exercise outfit?" Angie asked. The cute blonde was wearing shorts and halter.
"I don't know," Mike said, sitting down on a plain wooden chair. "Maybe you better tell me what's bugging you first," he told her, patting his knee as a signal for her to sit down on his lap.
Angie's cheeks were flushed and the youngster looked prettily embarrassed as she lowered her cute bottom on his right thigh. "There's nothing wrong," she told him, keeping her green eyes averted.
"There's got to be something wrong, kid," Mike told her. "You didn't do a thing right this morning, and your behavior was as bad as your performance."
"And what about your behavior?" Angie snapped, looking accusingly at him.
"My behavior?" Mike asked, genuinely puzzled by the accusation.
"Last night!" Angie spoke quickly and angrily. "With my sister. You think I don't know what happened?" She drew back slightly, as if half-expecting to be slapped for her impertinence.
For a moment, Mike was too dumbfounded to reply. "Well, I don't see what that's got to do with your performance this morning," he replied rather lamely.
Angie shot him an irritated look, as if telling him that it was obviously impossible for a dense creature like him to understand what she was talking about. "Well, I don't see what she's got that I don't have!" she told him in a reproachful voice.
"Angie!" Mike gasped in genuine dismay. "You're only fourteen years old! You shouldn't be thinking . . . "
"Fourteen, fourteen!" Angie repeatedly irritably. "Let me show you something!" Jumping up from his lap and taking a few steps backward, the cute young gymnast quickly whipped off her halter and tossed it aside!
"Angie!" Mike exclaimed as he found himself gazing at the young girl's saucy, pink-tipped breasts. The two jouncing mounds were surprisingly full and lush for one so young and petite. Completely stunned, he watched as she began unfastening her shorts. "Angie, what do you think . . .
A pretty flush on her cheeks, Angie quickly peeled down her shorts and kicked them away. She was wearing only a tiny pair of pink bikini panties. Without further ado, she hooked her fingers into the panties and quickly peeled them down, revealing a fluffy tuft of wheat-colored hair and a vividly bright little feminine gash!
"For heaven's sakes, Angie!" Mike protested. "Not right out here in broad daylight!" Despite his protestations, however, the handsome coach quickly began developing a throbbing erection as his eyes roamed over the seductive young girl's perfectly formed body.
Making no attempt to cover herself, Angie stepped out of the tiny panties. Her own brazenness made her heart thump with anxiety, and for a moment she wondered what his reaction might be. Perhaps he would just put her over his knee and spank her, as he had threatened to do on more than one occasion. But she quickly realized that he was completely enthralled by the sight of her virginal young body.
"Why don't you take off your clothes, too?" she suggested, although she was blushing hotly and could hardly get the words out.
By this time, Mike was sporting a powerful erection that made rational thought quite out of the question.
"Come on!" Angie urged, a brightly promising look in her green eyes.
As Mike stood up to disrobe, the cute young blonde suddenly caught sight of the impressive bulge in the front of his slacks! Her knees instantly buckled slightly and her tummy flipped over a couple of times, and she anxiously began biting her nails as she watched him starting to undress. I'm getting scared! Oh, jesus, as big as he is, it's going to hurt something awful!
As Mike straightened up after discarding his shorts, Angie suddenly found herself staring at his stiffly erect, lust-bloated penis. The inexperienced young girl's eyes nearly popped as she gazed at the bright red, fully elongated masculine weapon, and she clasped a hand over her mouth to keep from making an outcry. With her complete lack of experience, the hotly swollen masculine organ seemed simply huge and far too big for her little pussy. As if acting in self-defense, she took a step or two backward and began to feel like a mouse who had been trapped.
Completely naked and preceded by his jutting erection, Mike stepped forward to claim his youthful prize.
"It's so big!" Angie gasped, backing up some more and feeling thoroughly scared.
"You want it to be big!" Mike replied as he quietly pursued the retreating girl.
"But it'll hurt!" Angie protested, understandably frightened by her forthcoming defloration. "It'll hurt something awful!" As she spoke, the excited fourteen-year-old could not for a moment take her eyes off the powerful slab of man meat that was about to destroy her virginity.
"A little at first," Mike admitted. "But it's not much worse than taking a bad spill off the parallel bars, and you've lived through that."
The highly aroused coach caught up with his young pupil, and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from retreating farther. He pulled her forward and their naked bodies suddenly smacked together.
"OOOOOH!! " Angie gasped as she felt his rock hard but velvety sleek cock pressing against her smooth tummy. Her inquisitive hand quickly clasped the throbbing masculine banana, and her entire body went limp with a mixture of excitement and fear. "Oh, my, it's so big! And so hard!" she exclaimed, wriggling and snuggling against his strong masculine body.
Mike lifted the petite girl off her feet and kissed her hard on the mouth. Wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning against him with her feet well off the floor, Angie felt blissfully submissive and feminine. Her vibrant young pussy was bubbling with spicy girl juice that was trickling down the insides of her thighs, and her tiny love bud was beginning to twitch in a manner that was both pleasant and irritating.
"Now I guess it's about time I made a woman out of you!" Mike told his excited pupil.
"Go ahead! I don't want to be a virgin any more!" Angie replied in an agitated voice, although the thought of being impaled on that magnificent saber of his was almost petrifying. Her heart was pounding like a trip hammer and her head was spinning so fast it was almost impossible to think.
Mike carried her over to the mat and the two of them stretched out with their bodies entwined. His hands roaming over her satiny young body, he kissed her hard on the mouth once again and quickly lowered his face to her delectable bosom. Kissing first one bright rose nipple and then the other, he began caressing her saucy young breasts with lingering kisses and flicks of his tongue. His hand stroked between her superbly smooth thighs, and quickly found the wet, furry nest between her legs. His fingers poked into the slippery coral crease and began exploring the lushly wet interior.
"Ooooh! Oooh! Oooh! I never felt like this before!" Angie exclaimed, wriggling naughtily as the masculine caresses left her feeling thoroughly hot and bothered. Her nipples were tingling with electric flashes of lightning, and her breasts were quickly becoming quite firm and taut. His finger was scraping against her diminutive clitoris, and the exquisite little love bud was responding with highly nervous twitches.
Her small hand was pulling and tugging on his wildly palpitating cock, but she really wasn't sure if she were doing the right thing. "It's all right if I play with your.. . " she naively told him. "I mean, I don't want to hurt you or anything . . . "
"Squeeze it as hard as you like!" Mike told her. "Go ahead! It won't hurt!"
"Like that?" Angie asked, wrapping her hand around the lust-swollen base and squeezing with increasing forcefulness. "Wow! You mean it doesn't hurt if I squeeze like that?" she asked with more than a little surprise.
Mike laughed at the innocent remark, and began moving his face downward over her smooth belly. At the same time his fingers opened up her treasure groove, displaying a pretty expanse of virginal red meat. Warm gushes of girl honey were inundating the area and the cute blonde was instinctively working her hips around with coital thrusts.
"Anybody would love to eat you, honey!" Mike told his young pupil.
"What. . . what.. . " Angie asked, rather uncertain what he really meant.
Spreading her smooth thighs open, Mike quickly buried his face against her delectably wet pussy!
With damp, sticky hair and ripe young feminine meat smacking against his face, Mike sliced his tongue deep into the delightful groove and began flicking it rapidly in all directions. Pungent feminine syrup cascaded against him as his burrowing tongue found her little jewel and began stabbing lasciviously at it.
"Oooooh! Ooooooh!! " Angie gasped in an ecstatic voice. "Oh, wow! I love it! Oooooh!"
The athletic young blonde began thrusting her pelvis back and forth with quick, jerky movements, and coiled her smooth bare legs around his back in a lewd embrace. The hot bonfire that was building in her virginal cunt was beginning to drive her frantic, although at the same time the cute fourteen-year-old dreaded the thought of having her tiny pink tunnel penetrated by that massive battering ram he was displaying.
Swimming in the wet feminine pool, Mike did all he could to suck her tiny love blossom into his mouth. Her thighs were squeezing tightly against his head and he could feel the strength that had made her such an expert gymnast. Her early adolescence made her exquisitely juicy and at times he felt as if he were simply going to drown in gallons of feminine perfume.
"OH, PLEASE, I CAN'T STAND IT ANY MORE!" Angie almost screamed at him. "FUCK ME! I DON'T WANT TO BE A VIRGIN ANY MORE! OH, PLEASE!" The highly distraught teenager pulled frantically at his hair as she spoke.
"Okay, honey," Mike told her as he drew back. "Just try to relax. It's going to hurt a little, but it will be worth it, I can assure you!"
Trembling as she gazed at the powerful masculine bayonet that was about to impale her, Angie bit her lip anxiously as she awaited her defloration. Despite her strenuous gymnastic training, her hymen had remained intact and the thought of having it pierced by that awesome hunk of meat left her early in a state of panic, Nevertheless, her legs were thrown wantonly open in a manner that left her treasure completely undefended.
"Hurry up, please, I can't stand it any longer!" she pleaded in a distraught voice.
"Okay, okay," Mike spoke in a reassuring voice.
Mounting her agile young body with his madly throbbing, bone-hard prick extended between her outspread thighs, he settled down upon her. As wet hair brushed against his sleek cock-head, he maneuvered until the tip was aligned with her glittering cuntal lips and began thrusting forward.
"Oooooh! Oooooh, my!" Angie gasped as she felt the masculine weapon spreading open the outer petals of her succulent young cunt. Bracing herself for the rapture of her hymen, she wrapped her bare arms and legs around his athletic body. "Oh, it's so big I don't see how . . . Ooooooh! Oh, I don't know if I can stand . . . Oooooooh!"
Mike cautiously drilled forward until his penile crown came into contact with the thin membrane.
"OH, PLEASE, GET IT OVER WITH!" Angie begged, nearly in tears and quivering like a leaf. "PLEASE, I CAN'T STAND IT ANY LONGER!"
"It'll hurt a little," Mike warned her as his hotly pounding shaft probed against the flimsy barrier. Her petite body felt feverishly hot under him, and he could sense her tense anticipation.
"I know, I know," Angie replied impatiently. "GO AHEAD! GET IT OVER WITH! I DON'T WANT TO BE A VIRGIN ANY MORE!"
Taking in a deep breath, Mike paused and drew back slightly. Keeping the young girl's body pinned tightly under him, he drove forward with a powerful thrust! Both of them could feel the ripping sensation as his wildly throbbing prick shredded her fragile hymen and tore its way into her tiny pink tunnel!
"OWWWW!" Angie screamed with anguish as the painful defloration made her feel as if she had been stabbed with a bayonet. "OWWWW! IT HURTS! OWWWW!" Tears automatically came to her eyes as the thick, turgid masculine lance distended her. virginal vaginal walls for the very first time.
Mike came to rest with his lust-bloated cock thrust deep into his young pupil's hot and incredibly tight little cunt! Even to him it seemed almost impossible that so much hard meat could be crammed in such a small amount of space.
"OH, IT HURTS TOO MUCH!" Angie cried out, her pretty face contorted with pain. The inexperienced youngster felt as if a telephone pole had been jammed between her legs. Crying and shaking all over, she instinctively tried to free herself from the painful impalement. But his hard, powerful body was all over her, totally controlling and mastering her and giving her no choice but to submit. "PLEASE! PLEASE!" she begged, clawing at him with her fingers.
"You'll be okay, you'll see," Mike assured her, holding himself back as he waited for her to adjust to the new sensations.
"Oh, it's so big I. . . " Angie exclaimed in a tearful voice. "Oh, you're too big for me!"
"Just wait," Mike told her. "You'll see!"
"Oh, I don't know . . . " Angie gasped. However, she was quick to discern that the pain caused by the destruction of her hymen was rapidly receding, and that her supple vaginal walls were adjusting to the masculine intruder much easier than she had imagined. Breathless and trying to get her tears under control, the excited fourteen-year-old found herself quickly adapting to the new experience.
"Better?" Mike asked.
"Oh, yes!" Angie replied enthusiastically. "Much better! I'm getting used to it now! Thank you for breaking my cherry!"
Mike began thrusting back and forth at a deliberately restrained tempo. Hot gushes of creamy girl juice quickly coated his rock hard cock, easing its passage in the exquisitely small tunnel.
"Ooooh! Ooooh, my!" Angie cried out as the mysterious pumping movements began introducing her to the pleasures of coitus. "What am I supposed to do? Tell me! I want to know!"
"Just shake your little ass around, honey," Mike explained. "It's just like dancing except this is the real thing."
"Like this?" Angie asked, putting her natural gymnastic talent to good use as she began wiggling her cute bottom around under him in various directions.
"Right!" Mike replied as he continued thrusting back and forth on top of her with virile movements.
"Oh, wow, I love it!" Angie exclaimed, closing her eyes blissfully as she rocked back and forth under him. The tight fit intensified the contact between his thrusting prick and the exquisitely sensitive nerve endings along her vaginal tract, creating hot and furiously itching sensations that the young girl had never experienced before. At the same time her fluttering, highly nervous clitoris was scraping against his sleek cock, producing hotly tingling sparks that seemed to race through her entire body.
"That's the way, honey!" Mike encouraged the wriggling, gasping young girl. "Just keep shaking it like that!"
"Mmmmmmm, I love it!" Angie murmured between moans and other sounds of pleasure. "I thought it was going to be too big, but it's just perfect! Just perfect! Mmmmmmm, I love it so much! I really do!"
Clinging to him with all four limbs, the petite blonde worked her hips around with sensuous, undulating movements. As the cadence built up, she began arching her back, slightly at first and then more and more, making him force her back down each time he thrust forward. A floodtide of feminine honey repeatedly lubricated his furiously pounding prick, serving as an added inducement to the accelerating pace.
"Oh, this is heaven!" Angie exclaimed in a rapturous voice. "I just love your big prick! Do you like my cunt? Do you?"
"I love it," Mike admitted. "Now keep working your butt around like that. I want you to cum the first time! You can do it!"
As he spoke, the athletic older man began pumping with more forceful and quicker movements, driving his throbbing prick deep into the young girl's tight little box with each forward thrust. Both of them were quite short of breath, and their bodies felt red hot against one another. Angie was using her gymnastic training to best advantage by throwing her hips around with screwing, writhing movements that were perfectly coordinated with his forward thrusts.
"Oooooh! Oooooh, wow! I'm so hot! Oh, my!" Angie gasped in a voice that was hoarse with excitement. "Oooooooh! Your big cock is so . . . Ooooooh! Ahhhhhhh! Ooooooooh! Oh, my, I've never felt this way before! Oh, my cunt is just burning up! Ooooooh! Ooooooh! Love it! Ooooooh! I can't believe it! Ooooh! Ahhhh!"
"You have to cum, honey! You have to cum!" Mike urged the pretty young blonde.
"I'm trying! I'm trying!" Angie replied.
"Harder! Can't you fuck me harder?"
With the breathless young girl writhing excitedly under him, Mike began thrusting with hard, punishing strokes. His hotly greased cock rammed back and forth in her little pink tunnel with jackhammer thrusts, the massive cockhead repeatedly thrusting all the way back to her cervix. Despite the crushing effect of his virile thrusts, Angie wiggled and threw her hips around with all the energy her athletic young body could muster.
"HARDER! FASTER! HURT ME! MORE! MORE!" she began screaming distraughtly as the itching, hotly burning flames in her young cunt drove her into a frenzy. "HARDER! MORE! DEEPER! JAM IT IN . . . OOOOOOH! AHHHHHH! OH, I'M GOING CRAZY! OOOOOH! AHHHHHHH! MORE! MORE!"
"Cum, baby, cum! Cum, cum!" Mike demanded. "You can make it! You can make it!"
As he spoke he continued his savage assault on the young teenager's hotly boiling cunt. The deep, almost brutally hard, thrusts produced loud, highly agitated gasps and cries from the nearly hysterical girl, who was obviously approaching an emotional explosion. Angie's fingernails were virtually cutting into his flesh as she wildly clung to him with all her might.
"OOOOOH! OOOOOOH! HARDER! MORE! OOOOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHH! MORE! OOOOH, I'M . . . OOOOOH! AHHHHHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOH! OOOOOOH, JEEZ . . . OOOOOOH!" the highly aroused fourteen-year-old screamed. Her theretofore virginal young pussy felt totally aflame, and her tiny clitoris seemed on the verge of exploding completely. She was crying hard and fighting for every gasp of breath.
"Cum, cum, cum!" Mike urged repeatedly. "You're going to make it! You're going to!"
"AHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Angie found herself floating higher and higher and higher. "I'M CUMMMMMMMMMM-MIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG!"
With Angie's exultant screams ringing in his ears, Mike slammed down upon her and exploded like a cannon! Jammed deep into the young girl's hotly tormented cunt, his rampaging cock began spewing its magic fluids with wild artillery bursts. The hot surges deep inside her added to the young girl's rising hysteria, and her entire body, went into convulsions of sensuous abandonment.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Nearly sobbing with excitement, Angie was afraid that she was going to faint and miss out on those deliciously raw, exotic feelings that were sweeping over her vibrant young body. "OH, MY GOD, OOOOOOOOOH! OOOOOOOOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHH!"
It was several minutes before the excited young girl began to calm down. Mike rested on top of her, gradually lessening the pressure on her but keeping their organs united, letting his cock soak in the tightly clinging feminine meat.
"Oh, wow, I feel so much better now!" Angie remarked as she began to come back down to earth. "Thank you for breaking my cherry! I'm glad I'm not a virgin any more!"
"C'mon, honey, we've got work to do," Mike said, finally withdrawing and sitting up. "You've got the quarter-finals coming up this weekend in Terre Haute."
"Oh, I thought we might fool around some more!" Angie said, glancing candidly at his dangling prick. "You know the quarter-finals are going to be a breeze anyway."
"Don't start thinking like that," Mike told her although he knew she was right. "There's going to be some good competition there, and one or two mistakes and you'll be out of it. Anything below a 9.4 and there'll be trouble," he added, referring to the 10 point grading scale employed for evaluating gymnastic performances.
Angie sat up. "And what kind of score do I get for the floor exercises we just did?" the cute blonde asked with a bright grin.
"At least a 9.9," Mike replied with a wink.
Angie nodded. "And," she went on, with a quizzical look on her pretty face, "what score did Cheryl get last night?"
Mike pretended to think a moment. "Oh, about a 9.7," he replied, winking again.
Angie giggled. "Then I get the gold medal," she said.
"You get the gold medal in fucking," Mike agreed. "Now, let's get busy and get the gold medal in gymnastics!"
CHAPTER THREE
The quarter-finals in Terre Haute were not the breeze Angie had been anticipating. In the compulsory exercises she managed to do as well as her older and more experienced competitors, never scoring less than a 9.4. But in the optional exercises, she made two mistakes on the asymmetric bars. One was a slight slip that wouldn't have mattered much, but it upset her concentration and she made a second mistake which forced a premature and almost disastrous dismount. The result was a 7.5 score from the judges, rather generous considering the gravity of her mistake.
As a result, Angie's apparent first place finish went down the drain and the young gymnast found herself barely qualifying for the semi-finals at New Haven. As a result, the cute fourteen-year-old was thoroughly shaken and chastened when she conferred with her coach in his motel room afterward.
"See what happens when you're overconfident and don't concentrate," Mike told her. "You thought this was all going to be a push-over and you wound up scrambling to stay in the race."
Standing in front of him with her hands clasped behind her back like a naughty child, Angie felt thoroughly embarrassed by the performance she had given. The petite blonde was attired in a white cashmere sweater, bright red skirt and golden beige pantyhose that displayed her shapely young legs to best advantage. "Oh, I feel so silly," she burst out somewhat impulsively. "You're always threatening to spank me. Why don't you?"
"This time I'm going to," Mike told her. "And it's not going to be some patty-cake affair either! It's going to be hot and hard!"
Angie gulped and cast an anxious glance at him. In the past she had never taken his threats to spank her the least bit seriously, and the reality of an actual spanking suddenly made her feel thoroughly insecure and upset. "Please, I really didn't mean that," she burst out impulsively. "I was just.. . "
Before she could finish the sentence, Mike grasped her wrist and pulled her face down across his lap!
"Hey, no!" Angie cried out with alarm and surprise. "Let me go!"
She instinctively started to struggle, but he was much stronger and held her quite easily in position.
"Let me go! Oh, you wouldn't dare!" the struggling teenager protested. "Come on! This has gone far enough!"
It was a moment before she realized that Mike was pulling up her red skirt!
"OH, NO!" Angie screamed, renewing her futile struggles to escape. "Don't you dare! Don't you dare!"
Despite her protests and struggles, the skirt came up to reveal lithe, shapely legs and cutely rounded bottom encased in clinging pantyhose and turquoise bikini panties. The alluring display of feminine pulchritude was not lost on Mike, who abruptly paused to survey the curvaceous scenery with roaming masculine eyes. Her face as red as a beet, Angie looked back haplessly over her shoulder and continued to thrash around on his lap in an effort to save her dignity.
"Please, let me go!" the cute blonde pleaded when she discerned that it was quite impossible for her to escape. "Let me go! Please!"
An even worse surprise was in store for the agitated girl. Holding her firmly in position with his left hand and forearm, Mike inserted his right hand into the elastic waistband of her tiny panties and sheer pantyhose!
"OOOOH!" Angie squealed with girlish horror when she realized what he had in mind. "OH, NO! DON'T YOU DARE TAKE THEM DOWN!" She began struggling frantically, but he easily held her pinned down over his lap. "NO! NO! NO!"
Despite her soprano squeals and attempted resistance, Angie's panties and pantyhose came down to reveal her sublime little bottom and milk white upper thighs. The two downy soft, perfectly rotund mounds were quivering and glimmering with nervous twitching movements that seemed to make them all the more spankable
"OH, HOW AWFUL!" Angie gasped in a horrified voice as she found herself experiencing the indignity of lying bare-bottomed across a masculine lap for the very first time in her life. "How can you do such a thing to me? Oh, this is terrible!" Tears of humiliation welled in her eyes as she glanced back and caught sight of her bottom sticking up completely bare and unprotected.
The unveiling of Angie's cute little rear end left Mike with a throbbing erection that almost made him forget what he was doing, and he paused to enjoy the sight of his prodigy's cutely twinkling spank-spot.
"Oh, please, let me go! Please! Oh, this is awful! You don't realize how undignified . . . Please!" Angie pleaded. Although her bareness made her feel horribly vulnerable and defenseless, at the moment the hotly blushing girl was much more concerned about the humiliation of being spanked completely bare. "Please, let me go! Please, let me at least wear something! Oh, you don't realize . . . "
Angie's distressed words were falling on completely deaf ears. Holding her right wrist twisted in the small of her back and employing his trunk to block out her left arm, Mike raised his right hand in the air and took careful aim.
SMACK! Mike's husky palm landed squarely across Angie's right buttocks.
"YEOW!" Angie shrieked with a mixture of pain and indignation as Mike's hand crashed down upon her tender rump, momentarily flattening the resilient flesh. Her blonde head snapped back and her legs jerked back with a flash of sheer nylon. "IT HURTS! DON'T!"
Mike left his hand in place where it had landed, enjoying the silky smooth feminine flesh pressing against his palm and fingers.
"Oh, how can you treat me this way?" Angie protested, looking back reproachfully over her shoulder. "Please, it hurts! It really does!"
Angie's right cheek looked warmly flushed when at last Mike raised his hand.
"Please! No! No!" Angie pleased as she saw his right hand go up in the air again.
SPLAT! This time Mike's hand splatted loudly against Angie's opposite cheek.
"OWWW!" Angie squealed in a high-pitched voice as the painful spank flattened her highly tender bottom. Once again her blonde head flew back and her pretty legs flashed back and forth in lively fashion. "Stop it! It hurts! Oh, this is awful!" she exclaimed, tears trickling down her cheeks.
WHACK! The third spank landed squarely across the crevice of Angie's cute bottom, making both cheeks reverberate with rippling waves.
"EEEK!" Angie screamed, wriggling furiously as the hot spanks sent waves of pain shooting through her pretty bottom. "Oh, stop it! Please! It hurts! Oh, I'll never forgive you for this! I won't!"
Smack! Slap! Splat! Clap! Mike began covering his prize pupil's satiny bare bottom with firm, crisp spanks that popped noisily against the pretty target. Smarting with a combination of indignation and discomfort, Angie had no choice but to submit to the chastisement although she did everything she could to avoid, or at least minimize, the stinging applications. As inexperienced as his victim, Mike was thoroughly surprised at how quickly her twitching spank spot reddened under his punitive hand.
"Ouch! Oh, my! Oh, no, stop! Ouch! I can't stand it any longer!" Angie begged between squeals of pain. Her little bottom felt as if she had backed against a beehive, and was burning with a deeply penetrating heat. "Ouch! Oh, no! Oh, this is just dreadful! Ooooooh! Ouch, please, you don't realize how tender a girl.. . Owww! Oh, no! Oooooh!"
Whack! Smack! Slap! Mike's hand continued to bounce relentlessly up and down on Angie's scarlet posterior. Crying hard and squirming frantically, the cute young blonde waved her nylon-clad legs merrily back and forth in reflexive response to the crackling spanks. From time to time Mike caught appealing flashes of her wheat-colored nest and bright pink cuntal groove, a sight which made his rock hard prick throb all the more vigorously.
"Ouch! Oh, no! I can't stand it any more! Ouch! Please!" Angie pleaded although she was crying almost too hard to speak intelligibly. "Ouch! Owww! Please, I'm just burning up! Owww! Oh, this is terrible! Oh, please, won't you stop! I can't stand it!"
Thoroughly enthralled by the sights and sound of feminine distress, wriggling scarlet buttocks and swinging legs enhanced by sheer nylon, Mike gave no thought to stopping. By this time Angie was involuntarily jerking her pretty legs hard and wide, although she knew only too well how much she was exposing herself. Both girlish cheeks had become a glowing crimson, and the burning heat made each successive spank all the more painful.
"Owww! Oh, no! No more! Oh, please! Please! I can't . . . Oh, this is . . . Ouch!
Owww! Have mercy! Oh, please! Owww! Oh, no!" Angie was on the verge of hysterics, and it was beginning to seem as if her ordeal would never end. "Ouch! Oh, please! Please! I can't stand it! Oooooooh, no! Ouch! Oh, noooooo!"
"There!" Mike announced as he applied the final spank, a thunderclap that landed squarely in the center of the raging bonfire. "Now, maybe that will shape you up a little, young lady!"
Writhing with pain as the blistering, deeply penetrating heat seared through her cute bottom, Angie was scared to death that he would spank her some more. At the same time, she felt powerfully aroused by the strange, tingling, prickling heat that was so completely different from anything in her prior experience, and the tearful young girl could feel her tiny love bud simply twitching in its cozy nest. As she breathlessly wriggled around on his lap, she was very much aware of his firmly pulsating erection.
"Oh, please, no more! No more! Please, I'll do anything!" Angie pleaded, twisting so that she could confront him face-to-face. "Please, it hurts so much! Oh, please!"
The highly agitated girl breathed a sigh of relief as Mike released his grip on her.
Before he could change his mind, she leaped off his lap with both hands flying backward to console her flaming bottom. Although all too aware of the undignified performance she was putting on, she promptly went into a war dance, stamping her feet vigorously as she danced around the room in a futile effort to extinguish the conflagration in her rotund buttocks.
"Oh, I'm on fire!" she exclaimed as she couldn't help noticing Mike's amused grin. "You don't realize how much it hurts!"
"Come here!" Mike told her.
Angie looked highly dubious as she slowly walked over to him with tiny steps. "Please, no more!" she pleaded, trying to use all of her girlish ways to disarm him. "I couldn't possibly stand it."
"Turn around," Mike instructed.
Still rubbing her furiously stinging bottom, Angie slowly turned around and looked back over her shoulder with a sheepish look toward her hotly blushing bottom. Holding her bright red skirt up out of the way, Mike pushed her hands aside so that he could inspect her brightly crimson bottom.
"Now it's about time I kissed it better!" he announced. Without further ado, he leaned forward and planted a lingering kiss on the young girl's flaming right cheek.
"Uuuuuuuh!" Angie gasped with surprise and delight as she suddenly felt masculine lips against her satiny bottom.
Drawing back, Mike planted a second lingering kiss on the opposite cheek, extending his tongue and lolling it around with lewd flicks.
"Ooooooh!" Angie exclaimed, wiggling naughtily. The young girl's mind was spinning, and she was wondering what would happen if she simply got down on her knees and took that hard peter of his in her mouth! Something told her that another spanking would be the last thing on his mind if she started using her warm little mouth as a substitute vagina!
"There!" Mike announced as he drew back from her crimson bottom.
"Please don't spank me any more!" Angie pleaded as she turned around, once again reaching behind herself to rub her bottom that still stung despite Mike's consoling kisses. Wiggling naughtily, the cute blonde gymnast slowly dropped to a kneeling position between his outspread thighs. Her bright green and highly expressive eyes were candidly fastened on the handsome tent in his slacks, mutely telling him what was on her mind.
When he said nothing, Angie became quite daring and began using her small hands to lower the zipper of his fly. Her heart was beginning to pound like a trip hammer at the idea of having his rock hard banana crammed into her pretty mouth. The relatively inexperienced girl knew almost nothing about fellatio, although her conversations with her girl friends had led her to believe that it was a highly sophisticated act enjoyed by movie stars and others sexually in the know.
"If I realized a spanking could get you turned on like that, I'd have done it a long time ago," Mike remarked with an amused laugh as he watched Angie's nimble fingers at work.
Squirming with girlish excitement, Angie opened his fly and spread it apart. As his bright red and fully elongated cock sprang out into full view, the pretty fourteen-year-old gasped and gazed at it with pure delight. Grabbing the swollen trunk with one small hand and squeezing it firmly, she impulsively leaned forward and planted a wet, juicy kiss right on the velvety sleek, plum-shaped head!
"Wow!" Mike gasped as the combined effect of Angie's hand and lips sent shivers of lustful pleasure racing through his body.
"Mmmmmm, it's so smooth!" Angie exclaimed in an admiring voice as her lips lingered against the massive crown. "Just like satin!"
The eager youngster stuck out her pink tongue and quickly began licking the sleek cock-head as if it were a lollipop. She could instantly detect the almost electrifying effect her bold actions were having on her masculine partner. Playfully skimming her tongue around over the smooth masculine meat, she began stroking gently with her small hand, pulling up and down on the pounding masculine shaft. The incredible hardness made her feel hot and itchy between the legs, and made her wriggle all the more naughtily.
"Mmmmmm, I'd love to put it in my mouth," she purred in an excited voice. "But it's so big!" The pert young blonde gulped at the very idea of getting all of that solid meat into her mouth.
"A little bit of it at a time and you can do it!" Mike encouraged the precocious girl.
"Well, I'll see!" Angie replied, gulping once again at the prospect of impaling her mouth on the thick slab of man-meat.
Rolling her tongue over her sensuously full lips, the blonde teenager swallowed determinedly and opened her pretty mouth into a wide oval. She could feel Mike's eyes watching her closely as she bent forward. Her heart was thumping furiously and her little pussy was itching so much that she could barely refrain from playing with herself. The tip of his hotly swollen prick poked between her opened lips, and her eager tongue sprang forward to greet it. The excited teenager caught her breath sharply as she suddenly found the older man's indescribably sleek prick-head completely in her mouth!
"Mmmmmm!" Mike emitted a purely animal grunt of lustful pleasure as he felt Angie's delectably wet, warm mouth suddenly circling his throbbing cock. "Wow, honey, you don't realize what that does for a guy!" he added as the initial stroke of lightning began to ebb.
Thoroughly pleased with herself, Angie immediately set about working more of his throbbing manhood into her sweetly moist oral cavity. The sleek head scraped against the roof of her mouth as she eagerly lowered her blonde head, and her salivary glands instantly went into high gear filling her mouth with their wet, slippery juices and forcing her to pause at times to swallow with audible gulps.
"Mmmmm, that's the way, honey!" Mike congratulated the youthful fellatrix. His legs hooked around her kneeling form, he was leaning back to watch her tantalizing efforts at a better angle.
"Mmmmmmm!" Angie moaned with a mixture of excitement and discomfort as the thick slab of man-meat began forcing her jaws wide apart, forcing a strained grimace on her pretty face. Although the eager youngster was afraid she would choke, she gradually kept working more and more of it into her mouth. She could feel the hot blood coursing through the bloated trunk, and particularly the expanded vein that extended along the under-size. "Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!"
"See how far you can get it in!" Mike suggested, watching as more and more of his hotly throbbing cock disappeared into the pretty aperture. The sleek wetness of her lush mouth was almost overwhelming, and he found himself clenching his teeth and fists in an effort to hold himself back as much as possible. "But be careful!" he added.
Her bottom was still burning furiously from the spanking he had administered, but the rest of her petite body felt nearly as hot as she impaled her young mouth on the rigid masculine sword. Squirming naughtily, Angie employed one hand to stroke the lower base of his pounding joystick and the other to console her wet, itching pussy. Probing between the puffy outer folds of her vulva, her exploring finger quickly began providing solace to her fluttering clitoris. The initial contact sent cold shivers racing up and down her spine, making her wriggle all the more.
"That's the way, honey!" Mike encouraged her. "Keep working it in there!"
Pausing from time to time to get used to it, Angie continued working the thick sausage between her sensuous lips. Gulping on her heavy accumulation of saliva, the cute fourteen-year-old found herself with a mouth rammed full of rock hard prick! The sleek crown was jammed all the way to the back of her mouth and was on the verge of entering her throat. Thoroughly pleased with her accomplishment, the young fellatrix wiggled and moaned excitedly on her knees.
"Wow, you've got it in deep!" Mike remarked in a highly pleased voice. At least five inches of his lust-bloated harpoon had disappeared into the delectable cavity, where warm waves of saliva constantly bathed it in loving fashion. He could feel her slippery tongue busy at work with slapping, stabbing little thrusts that seemed to find his most sensitive nerve endings. "Now, go ahead and suck on it, honey!" he instructed.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Angie moaned her agreement although she was in no position to respond intelligibly.
Keeping one hand firmly closed about those portions that she couldn't get into her mouth, Angie began bobbing her blonde head up and down in his lap. She repeatedly drew back until just the head or tip was in her mouth and then plunged her hot little mouth downward as if trying to swallow it whole. Her cheeks collapsed inward as her mouth became a tantalizing suction cup, and her eyes were blissfully closed as she enjoyed her first meat and cream sandwich.
"Beautiful! Beautiful!" Mike exclaimed as his young pupil's enticing mouth lovingly caressed his madly pulsating cock. Instinctively thrusting his pelvis back and forth, he had to resist the temptation to grab her pretty blonde head and forcibly fellate her. "Wow, honey, you're doing a beautiful job!" he told her, biting his lip.
"Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Angie found the new experience quite thrilling, but also difficult and challenging.
Her salivary glands had gone completely berserk, forcing her to swallow loudly with half-strangling sounds, and the strain on her jaws was becoming formidable. At the same time her vaginal walls were twitching enviously and her fingers were busy trying to soothe her demanding little button. Feminine honey was bubbling impulsively from her plump pussy lips and trickling warmly down the insides of her thighs.
Pausing for a moment to rest, Angie turned her head from one side to the other, permitting his stiff prick to poke outward first against one cheek and then the other. She was intensely aware of the feverish throbbing inside that thick muscle, and was understandably concerned about the explosion that would surely be detonated at any moment. The hotly pounding muscle made her heart thump furiously, and the inexperienced girl was torn between feelings that mixed excitement, fear and curiosity.
"Mmmmm, wow, you don't realize what you're doing to me!" Mike informed the young temptress. His bulging prick was aching with lustful arousal, and he was struggling to hold himself back as long as possible.
Angie glanced up at him, her bright eyes batting provocatively. Drawing back until just the tip was inside her pretty mouth, she lolled her pink tongue teasingly over the crown and meatus in a wanton, eager fashion designed to tantalize him all the more. "My pussy's getting all creamy!" she told him, thinking that he might enjoy another receptacle for his wildly pounding battering ram.
"Don't worry, honey!" Mike assured her. "I've got enough cream for your mouth and pussy, too!"
His words made her squirm and feel all the more hot and itchy. She started to reply, but instead began bobbing her blonde head up and down in his lap, allowing his thick pole to penetrate deeply into her wet mouth with each downward swoop. At the same time she began fingerfucking herself with rapid jabs, while writhing with highly suggestive, undulating thrusts. Her feverish clitoris felt hotly swollen, much like a miniature penis, and was throbbing in a manner that nearly duplicated the pulsating patterns afflicting his rigid prong.
"Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" The petite young gymnast moaned and groaned with a mixture of rising pleasure and discomfort as she greedily ate her coach's red hot poker. "Mmmmmmmm! Uhhhhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmmm!"
"Oh, wow, honey, I can't take much more of this!" Mike spoke in an intense, strained voice. Watching Angie's pretty head bob up and down in his lap, he rocked back and forth with quick, jerky movements. The exquisite sensations provided by her wet mouth, full lips and busy little tongue were beginning to get the best of him, and he kept biting his lip and grimacing to restrain himself to the last second.
"Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" Knowing that he was on the verge of an explosion, Angie did all she could to torment him beyond the point of endurance. Her cheeks drawn in, she sucked with highly audible slurping sounds as she moved her blonde head rapidly up and down, twisting it from side to side at times to tease him all the more. At the same time, her small hand stroked and pulled in a manner that by itself would have been quite effective.
"Oh, jeez! Wow! Oooooh!" Mike's voice sounded tortured and his words were interspersed with strained grunts. "Oooooh! Mmmmmmm! Uhhhh! Oh, jeez! Oooh! Mm mm mm!"
Mike simply couldn't take it any longer.
Grabbing Angie's blonde head with both hands, he began rapidly forcing her mouth up and down on his madly pulsating prick!
"Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" Moaning loudly, Angie found herself helplessly trapped and given simply no choice in the matter. She instinctively tried to escape the abuse he was inflicting upon her, but his greater strength easily prevailed. Meekly surrendering to the inevitable, the wildly excited young girl finger-fucked herself with rapid jabs that scraped against her hotly burning clitoris. "Mmmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm-mmm!"
Suddenly Mike rose completely off the bed, driving his frantically pounding cannon deep into her mouth and simply exploded. As the hot masculine lava burst into her mouth, splattering in all directions, Angie's blonde head reflexively snapped back to escape the onslaught. But Mike's powerful hands held her firmly in his grip, forcing her to take his entire climax right in her mouth!
"MMMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMM!" Overwhelmed by the thick, murky fluids that seemed to spew out in relentless quantities, Angie at first was just sure that she was simply going to choke to death!
Gurgling and gargling in a frantic effort to get everything under control, the distraught young girl found herself caught in the grip of an intense orgasm! Her tormented clitoris seemed to burst like a stick of dynamite, triggering frantic convulsions throughout her overheated young cunt. Hot gushes of feminine syrup poured over her fingers as she jammed them deep into her vaginal tunnel.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mike uttered an exclamation of sheer relief as the lustful pleasures of total release surged through his exploding cock. Slowly, he relaxed his grip on Angie's imprisoned head and settled back on the bed.
"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!! " Caught in the swirling emotions of her own orgasm, Angie found herself thoroughly enjoying the tangy, virile taste of masculine cum. Although completely breathless from the pleasant ordeal, she made no attempt to retreat and kept his bursting prick in her mouth and managed to swallow his deliciously rich, viscous cream with audible gulps. As he seated himself once again, the cute blonde fourteen-year-old remained on her knees between his legs with his slackening cock securely sequestered in her wet little mouth.
"That's the way, honey!" Mike told her. "Let it soak a little and then start sucking it all hard again!"
Angie was quite content to follow his instructions. Letting his supple muscle soak in her mouth while she extracted every last drop of cum from it, she rested her head in his lap and gently stroked her pussy with her free hand as she tried to recover her breath. Finally, she began sucking again, commencing very gently and with little nibbles of her lips. Encircling the lower base with one hand, she began pulling and stroking with light, playful tugs.
"That's the ticket, honey!" Mike told her, running one hand through her blonde hair. "It won't be long!"
Holding the sleek head well inside her mouth and sucking with drawn-in cheeks, Angie began to get results. Teased by the intriguing hand and mouth combination, Mike's resilient penis quickly began to expand and harden. In a few moments, Angie found herself caressing a rock hard, fully elongated, slab of meat. The walls of her vagina began to twitch in anticipation at the prospect of being dilated with all of that masculine power, and hot gushes of girl cream began lubricating her tiny box in anticipation of the big event.
"IN MY CUNT, PLEASE!" Angie begged as she suddenly withdrew her mouth. "PLEASE, I CAN'T WAIT ANY LONGER!" Her highly expressive eyes alternated from his eyes to his crisply upright prick as she spoke.
"Let's take off our clothes first," Mike told the eager young girl.
"Okay!" Angie agreed.
Equally aroused, the two of them whipped off their clothes in record time. Squirming with anticipation, Angie leaned forward and planted a juicy kiss on his stiffly erect, throbbing cock.
"Show me some new positions!" the petite blonde demanded in an excited voice.
"All right," Mike agreed, stretching out supine on the bed. "Kneel astride me and put it in your pussy yourself!"
"Okay!" Angie agreed, quickly jumping on the bed. The agile nymphet quickly moved into a kneeling position astride his midsection, and grasped his stiff poker to get it tilted in the right direction. "Mmmmmm, I can hardly wait!" she exclaimed, her eyes bright with excitement and her cheeks were hotly flushed.
Mike watched as the attractive youngster slotted his vigorously throbbing member between her coral pussy lips, and began screwing herself down upon it.
"Oh, wow!" Angie exclaimed in an ecstatic voice as the powerful masculine shaft began expanding her pink tunnel. "Oh, I love it!"
A blissful look on her pretty face, the athletic young girl lowered herself with twisting, drilling movements that worked his hotly rigid prick farther and farther into her delightfully tight box. Her budding breasts jounced prettily as she sank downward.
"Oh, I can really get it in DEEP this way!! " Angie cried excitedly as his plum-shaped glans drove into the nether depths of her drooling cunt, coming into contact with the exquisitely sensitive nerve endings near her cervix. "OH, IS IT EVER IN DEEP! WOWWW!! "
With his swollen cock imbedded deeply in her tight vaginal channel, Angie intuitively began working her pelvis around with semi-circular, undulating movements. Her back was sharply arched, throwing her scarlet-tipped young bosom forward into greater prominence, and her hotly flushed face reflected her excitement and eagerness.
"Oh, wow, I feel like I'm sitting on a bayonet!" Angie remarked in an agitated voice. "I don't know if I can stand very much of this!"
Mike deliberately lay still, making his cute young pupil do all the work. Wriggling with dance-like movements and repeatedly emitting cries of delight, Angie was more than equal to the task. Her hot, slippery cunt continually lubricated his up-thrust prick with its deliciously pungent oils as she twisted and writhed in various directions, her pretty breasts swaying provocatively in front of him.
"Oh, boy, oh, wow! I love it!" Angie told him in a breathless voice. "Oh, gee, I can't believe I got all that meat in me! Oh, my! Wow! Oh, your prick is so hard!"
"Now turn all the way round so that your back is to me!" Mike instructed.
"Are you kidding?" Angie asked, her eyes popping with surprise.
"Go on, you can do it!" Mike told the breathless girl. "It's no more difficult than some of your exercises. Just straighten your legs out and pivot!"
"Well, here goes!" Angie replied.
The supple gymnast raised herself slightly as she unbent her right leg and straightened it out. Tilting herself in the opposite direction, she then straightened out her left leg. Still screwed into her coach's lust-bloated prick, the excited girl executed a one-hundred eighty degree pivot that turned herself around completely!
"Ooooooooooooooooh!" Angie exclaimed with a soprano shriek as she executed the maneuver. "Wow, what a feeling!"
Tucking first one leg and then the other under her, the excited teenager sat perched on Mike's midsection with her back arched and her cute bottom, still a healthy pink from the brisk spanking it had received, on full display. Pausing for a moment to relish the sensation of being deeply penetrated in that position, she began squirming and wriggling with sensuously undulating movements that created a highly pleasant friction between their sexual organs.
"Oh, wow, this is great!" Angie exclaimed, looking over her shoulder at her coach. "Oh, your big prick feels so wonderful in there! I could keep it in there forever!"
The cute blonde bounced up and down on his blood engorged prick, drilling it deep into her steaming cunt, pausing, and then rising to repeat the procedure again. The sexy movements titillated her quivering button with scraping sensations that sent chills racing up and down her back, and made her gasp excitedly.
"Oh, wow, oh, my! Oooooh! Oh, wow! Oh, my, this is really getting to me! Ooooh! Oooooh! Gee! Oh!" Angie cried, throwing her hips from one side to the other. "Oh, wow! My pussy's getting hot! Oooooh!"
"Now, I'm going to sit up and we'll gradually maneuver into a position where I'm fucking you dog fashion!" Mike suggested.
"That won't be easy!" Angie replied, leaning forward as far as she could without disengaging.
Mike sat up and the two of them began executing that somewhat complicated choreograph he had outlined. Breathless and squirming with girlish excitement, Angie wound up kneeling dog fashion on all fours on the bed with her coach draped over her back dog fashion. Not once did their organ become separated.
"Oh, gee, wow!" Angie exclaimed as Mike's roaming hands caught her dangling breasts and squeezed them firmly. "Oh! Oh, wow! I love it! Oh, this is great!"
From his position in the rear, Mike began pumping with firm, virile strokes that drove his throbbing lance deep into the narrow tunnel. Resting on her forearms with her cute bottom sticking up higher than the rest of her body, Angie responded to the firm thrusts by shaking her posterior around in vigorous fashion.
"Oh, yes, more, more! I need it so much! Please!" the excited teenager cried out, glancing back anxiously over her shoulder. "I need it so bad! I really do!"
Squeezing and massaging her satiny young breasts with both hands, Mike began pumping at a gradually accelerating speed. Thoroughly lubricated by her hot oils, his rigid prick glided smoothly back and forth in the tight, meaty channel. Her vaginal walls were beginning to contract and squeeze as she became more aroused, and the two of them found themselves speeding furiously down the road to total bliss.
"OOOOH! OOOOOH, MY! OH, WOW! HARDER! HARDER!" Angie squealed in a hoarse, demanding voice. Thoroughly aroused by all that had transpired, the petite young gymnast vigorously worked her hips in all directions as she felt the hard, hot plunger thrusting back and forth in her hot and frantically itching young cunt. "OOOOH! WOW! MORE! MORE! OOOOOOOOOH! I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT! OOOOH! THAT'S THE WAY! HURT ME, I DON'T CARE!"
Making no effort to hold himself back, Mike thrust back and forth with powerful drives of his muscular thighs. His hotly swollen prick was aching furiously as he drove it deep into the slippery pink tunnel, and each writhing movement of her exquisite little body tormented him all the more.
"MORE! OOOOOOOOOH! OH, WOW! I'M GOING CRAZY! OH, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH . . . AHHHHHHHHHHH! OOOOOOH!" Angie gasped, panting heavily and glancing back over her shoulder with a strained look on her pretty face. Her supple young vaginal walls were becoming more and more convulsed, and her stiffly taut clitoris was furiously straining to make the maximum contact with the stiff poker that was rapidly sliding back and forth in her blazing cunt. "OOOOOH! HARDER! FASTER! OOOOOH, MY! OH, I'M SO HOT! SO HOT! OOOOOH! AHHHHHHHH! OH, MY PUSSY'S . . . OOOOOOH! I'M . . . OOOOOOOOOOOH!"
As Angie's distraught pre-orgasmic cries filling the room, Mike began the final assault. Rearing back like a stallion, he repeatedly thrust back and forth with punishing lunges that drove in all the way to her cervix. His hands were tightly clamped around her swollen bosom, squeezing her stiffly erect nipples in a deliberately ungentle manner.
"OOOOH! AHHHHHH! I'M . . . OOOOOOOH! THIS IS IT!" Angie screamed. "OOOOOH AHHHHH!"
Mike drove forward with all his might, ramming his red hot prick in to the hilt and letting himself go completely! Angie's blonde head snapped back as she suddenly felt the burning surge of masculine lava deep inside her, and her entire body froze momentarily before melting in climactic spasms.
"OH, GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" Completely overwhelmed by the orgasmic convulsions that enslaved her athletic young body, the petite nymphet shrieked hysterically as she collapsed face down on the bed under her coach. "OOOOOOH, MY . . . OOOOOOOOOH!"
CHAPTER FOUR
"If I had that backward somersault on the balance beam in my optionals, I could . . . " Angie began. She and Mike were back at her training site, and Angie was attired in her training exercise outfit.
"It's too dangerous, I've told you before," Mike interrupted. "Maybe in a couple of years you'll be ready for it."
Angie gave him an impatient glance. "But Olga Korbut won the 1972 Olympics because she was the only one who could do that backward somersault," she argued. "I could do it too if you would let me!"
"Korbut won because of her personality," Mike told her. "She isn't as good as Turischeva, and she isn't that much better than Lazakovich or that East German girl, whatever her name is."
"Karin Janz," Angie reminded him. "But I.. . "
"Now, I don't want to hear any more about it," Mike told her. "You need to do a lot of work on the uneven bars. Don't forget to chalk your hands. Come on, let's go!" he added, slapping the petite young gymnast lightly on her cute bottom.
Dipping her hands into the chalking box and patting the excess away, Angie grasped the low bar and executed a full circle swing, finishing in a vertical position with a two hand grip. From there she executed a second swing under the low bar, releasing herself in time to catch the high bar with both hands, and wound up perched prettily atop the high bar. Of all the gymnastic events, she loved working on the asymmetric bars the most.
Mike watched his pupil's graceful movements closely. "Now I want you to concentrate on the double twist hand release," he instructed. "That's where you screwed up in Terre Haute."
For the rest of the morning, Angie worked out on the asymmetric bars under Mike's close supervision. Although she was trying her best to concentrate, she kept making tiny mistakes and Mike repeatedly pointed them out to her.
"Okay, let's break for lunch now," Mike finally told her.
Seated astride the high bar, Angie had a better idea. Turning her back to the low bar, she hooked her knees around the high bar and allowed her body to drop down head first until she was hanging upside down with her blonde hair cascading downward toward the floor.
"Come over here!" she told Mike. "I want to try something!"
"What?" Mike asked, walking over to the suspended girl.
"I want to practice my cocksucking technique and gymnastics at the same time!" Angie announced, wriggling so that her pretty mouth was virtually parallel with the front of his slacks. Swaying slightly back and forth, the agile young gymnast began reaching for his fly!
"Hey, this is getting pretty far out!" Mike remarked as he felt her fingers pulling at his zipper.
"I'll bet you can get it in a mile this way!" Angie exclaimed in an excited voice.
Using both hands to get his zipper down and fly opened up, the attractive young girl reached into his snorts. Her manual efforts and the bizarre proposal she was recommending were enough to give him a throbbing erection when she got his cock out into the open.
"Oh, wow, this is really going to be something else, I can tell!" Angie spoke excitedly.
Using her left hand, she tilted his hotly pounding ramrod downward so that it would fit into her mouth at exactly the right angle.
"Now don't feed it to me too fast!" Angie instructed. "I have to get used to this position!"
Squirming like a worm in the suspended position, the cute blonde pulled on his stiffly erect prick as a signal for him to step forward.
"Now you better concentrate or you'll take a spill," Mike warned her as he moved forward.
"Oh, I'm going to concentrate all right!" Angie told him. "I'm going to concentrate on how good it's going to taste!"
Her pretty mouth was wide open and her tongue was poised for the invasion. His eyes fastened on the attractive target, Mike eased forward until the bulbous crown of his pounding prick was slotted into the inviting oval. A shiver went up his back as the sleek wetness of Angie's little mouth suddenly assaulted him.
"Oh, yummy!" Angie exclaimed as her lips and tongue got their first taste of sleek masculine meat. "Hey, this is really going to be something else!"
As she finished speaking, the swaying gymnast clamped her hungry mouth firmly about Mike's extended cock-head! Her back arched and her feet pulled downward so that she would not lose her balance on the bar.
"Watch it, honey!" Mike warned, still a little dubious about the highly unusual position, although he lacked the will power to resist Angie's delightful little mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!! " Angie emitted a highly pleased moan. Relinquishing her oral grip just as quickly as she had obtained it, she looked upward at her coach with a look of wild excitement in her eyes. "Hey, I can see right now you can get it in really deep this way! I mean, REALLY DEEP, Mike. The angle's just perfect!"
"Okay, but don't forget what position you're in," Mike told her. "An accident like that would be rather hard to explain."
"Okay, okay!" Angie agreed. Swinging back and forth from the suspended position, the talented gymnast once again clamped her deliciously warm mouth around the crown of Mike's jutting penis. The older man caught his breath sharply and stiffened as his young pupil's tantalizing mouth and tongue embraced his hotly palpitating shaft.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Angie smacked her lips greedily as his rock hard cock sliced into her yielding oral cavity. Arching her back in kittenish fashion, she remembered to keep her knees bent to prevent her from tumbling from the bar. Unable to speak intelligibly, she made circling movements with her hands to signal him to start feeding it to her.
Mike moved slightly forward, inserting his lust-bloated masculine tool another inch or so into the young girl's mouth. She was quite right about the deeper penetration, as he instantly discovered. In the inverted position, her mouth and throat formed an almost straight line that permitted much more insertion. He could feel her hyperactive salivary glands going instantly to work, laving his probing member with their delectably warm fluids. He could also feel her fluttering tongue constantly at work, finding every sensitive nerve ending as if guided by radar.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmm-mmmmmmmmmm!" Angie moaned with growing excitement as the thick, turgid prick thrust farther into her mouth. Keeping her mouth open as far as she could, she kept motioning with her hands for more.
"Easy now, baby, watch it!" Mike said as he cautiously moved forward, watching as more and more of his jutting cock disappeared into the pretty opening. Angie's agility was thoroughly dismaying to the older man. How she could fellate him and dangle precariously from the high parallel bar was completely beyond him.
"Uhhhhhhhhhh! M mmmmmmmm! Angie twisted with sensuous movements as Mike pushed forward once again, feeding more hot masculine meat into her receptive young mouth. The suspended position she was in created swaying sensations that made her vibrant young body feel all the more alert and sexy, and feminine honey bubbled through the plump lips of her pussy.
"Jeez!" Mike gasped as he realized how much of his rock herd prick was imbedded in her mouth. "Do you think you can take any more?"
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Although unintelligible, Angie's answer was obviously in the affirmative.
"It must be clear to your throat!" Mike remarked, shaking his head.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Again the answer was in the affirmative.
Once more Mike thrust forward. He could feel the head of his cock probing the very back of her mouth, and poking into her throat. Angie was gurgling constantly and was obviously making every effort to adjust to the new experience. By this time, his outthrust cutlass was nearly out of sight, and Angie's tongue and nibbling lips were busy as work performing their magic act on him.
"Mmmmmmmm! Uhhhhhhh!" Angie moaned with growing excitement. Oh, wow, it's clear into my throat! I can't believe it! I must have six or seven inches in my mouth at least! Wow!
"I don't see how you do it!" Mike spoke with a clear tone of amazement in his voice as he gazed at the suspended gymnast-fellatrix. "Anybody else would choke to death!"
Keeping the back of her knees carefully locked around the high bar and squirming with worm-like movements, Angie began sucking devotedly on the hotly throbbing masculine sausage that crammed her mouth. Her greedy slurping noises were clearly audible as she strove to extract the masculine cream in the manner of a human milking machine.
"Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" The little animal-like sounds that emerged from Angie's mouth and throat made it quite clear that the youngster was thoroughly enjoying the bizarre gymnastic feat. "Uhhhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmmm!"
"Oh, wow, honey, I can't take much of this!" Mike announced as the deep penetration and vacuum-sweeper effect of Angie's sucking efforts quickly began getting the best of him. His red hot prick was pounding like a trip hammer and he was reflexively jerking his pelvis back and forth.
"Ummmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" Pausing only occasionally to gulp, Angie sucked steadily on his hotly bloated cock and at the same time kept up a steady flicking pattern with her pesky little tongue. At times she was worried that she might choke, but the task of maintaining her precarious balance and fellating him at the same time kept her preoccupied.
"Oh, you're getting to me, honey, you're getting to me!" he admitted, biting his lip sharply in an effort to hold himself back.
"Uhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmmmmm! Uhhhhhhhh!" Angie determinedly kept at the task she had set for herself although her legs were becoming quite tired in the difficult position.
"Watch out, honey, watch out!" Mike cried out.
The lust-tormented man could hold back no longer. Thrusting his pelvis forward with a frantic jerk, he spasmodically popped right in the young girl's inverted mouth! The first blast went straight into her throat, breaking her concentration and precipitating a fall! Waving her feet wildly in the air, Angie caught herself just in time and took the remainder of his climax directly in her mouth.
"UMMMMMMM! MMMMMMM! UHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Angie's choking, gurgling cries reflected a variety of emotions ranging from discomfort to sheer elation.
Swallowing the tasty masculine lava with hungry gulps, the talented young gymnast arched her back and swung to a seated position on the high bar. From there she promptly made a full circle swing to the lower bar, from where she made a flashing somersault dismount to a standing position.
"There!" she announced, flinging her arms out triumphantly.
"Very good!" Mike told her. "Now let's get some lunch."
"I don't need much after all that cream!" Angie replied as she raced off to the makeshift shower he had provided.
When Mike returned to the barn for the afternoon workout, he found Angie standing on the balance beam with her back to him. The petite gymnast was attired in her alternate exercise suit, an all-in-one combination of black turtle neck sweater and matching tights, which made a vivid contrast with her golden blonde hair and milk white flesh.
"You were practicing that backward somersault, weren't you?" Mike exploded at the startled girl.
Jumping down gracefully from the beam, Angie looked rather sheepish. "I can learn it, I'm telling you I can learn it!" she protested.
"I warned you once before you'd get a good spanking if I caught you trying that again!" he reminded her.
Angie's tummy flipped over a couple of times and an alarmed look came over her face. "No, Mike, please, you spanked me once, and that's enough!" she pleaded, taking a step or two backward and looking around for an avenue of escape.
"No, it's not enough," Mike replied. "This time you deliberately disobeyed me and that's even worse than before! Now I'm going to go cut me a switch and when I come back I want you draped over the low bar in your birthday suit!"
"Mike . . . " Angie gasped in horror, her voice trailing off as she watched him disappearing through the door.
When Mike returned to the barn a few minutes later bearing a freshly cut and skinned switch about a yard long, he was greeted by a sight that would have instantly erased the subject of discipline from most men's minds. In an apparent effort to conquer coach by passive resistance, Angie was jackknifed completely naked over the lower uneven bar with her cute bare bottom sticking up higher than the rest of her body and her blonde hair trailing down nearly to the floor! To balance herself, she was clasping both ankles with her hands. Her discarded exercise suit was hanging from one end of the bar.
Mike paused and could not refrain from staring at the appealing spectacle. As might be expected, he quickly began to develop an erection but that did not deter him from his original purpose.
"Please, Mike!" Angie pleaded in a highly penitent voice. "Oh, please, don't use that awful.. . " she gasped as she caught sight of the formidable-looking switch in his hand.
"You have to be taught a lesson!" Mike told her, although the repentant glances she was throwing back over her shoulder would have melted the heart of the most sadistic SS officer.
"Oh, no, please!" Angie pleaded, her flesh cringing at the thought of being chastised with that whippy, flexible switch. "I won't do it any more! I promise! Please!"
"Now stay in position just like that!" Mike demanded as he stepped to a position behind her and to her left.
"Oh, please, please, please!" Angie begged, squirming fretfully and feeling horribly vulnerable with so much bare flesh exposed to the switch. -
Mike extended the switch on a line parallel with the bases of her pretty, shimmering buttocks, and drew it back carefully. Swish! The slim switch hissed through the air and landed directly on target!
"EEK!" Angie shrieked as the switch snaked across her tender bottom with a kiss of fire. Her blonde head snapped back and her entire body jerked convulsively in reaction to the searing pain. "OOOOOH! It hurts! Oh, please, oh no!" the young girl exclaimed with mounting horror at the thought of being subjected to a thorough switching with that dreadful object. "Oh, no, please, please! Please!"
A distinct red line appeared as Mike drew back the switch. He took careful aim again, this time directing his aim slightly below the first application. Swish! The switch made a snapping sound as it landed on the tender flesh.
"YEOW!" Angie screamed, her face contorting with pain as the hot fire creased the lower cheeks of her pretty rump. "Oh, please, it hurts too much!" she burst out impulsively, tears dripping from her eyes. It was all she could do to maintain her balance over the bar.
"Count the strokes aloud for me!" Mike instructed. "That's two. Come on, let's hear it!"
"Two!" Angie managed. "Oh, this is awful! Please! No more! I'll be good!"
Whack! Once again the highly flexible switch raked across her exposed posterior, forming a third red line just below the first two.
"OWW!" Angie squealed. Her entire body jerked spasmodically, and she dissolved in hot tears. "Oh, please, this is terrible! It hurts too much! I can't stand it!"
"I didn't hear you count," Mike reminded the suffering girl.
"T-three!" Angie stammered. "Oh, how can you do this to me? I'll never forgive you! Never!"
"It's up to me to forgive you," Mike told her as he took aim with the switch once again.
Whack! Splat! Thwhack! The wickedly flexible switch lashed angrily at Angie's vulnerable bottom and upper thighs, each cut leaving an angry crimson line in its wake. It wasn't long before the target area was crisscrossed with vivid red lines. Sobbing her heart out and shrieking with each fresh application, Angie could hardly comprehend the anguish she was enduring. In her emotional turmoil she had lost track of the count, and Mike was no longer attempting to torment her in that manner.
"Oh, stop, please! Please! Pleeeeeeese!" Angie begged between loud sobs. "It hurts something awful! I can't stand it! Oh, nooooooo! Oh, please, those stripes will show! Ouch! Oh, my God! Oh, this is horrible! Owwww! Oh, please! Please, oww! Oh, no! Aren't you ever going to stop? Oh, I can't stand any more! Please, I'm just burning up! Owwww!"
Splat! Crack! Smack! The limber switch continued to wreak its devastation on poor Angie's exposed buttocks and thighs. Although the young girl was sobbing heartbrokenly and was virtually in hysterics, she was still maintaining her gymnastic position over the bar with her hands clasped tightly around her ankles. The sight of her squirming, writhing body and her anguished cries of pain had given Mike a powerful erection, which made him prolong the switching longer than he might otherwise have done.
"Oh, stop, please!" Angie pleaded. "PLEEEEEEEEEEESE!" The suffering girl could endure it no longer. Swinging off the bar, she collapsed on her knees and sobbing hard, clasped her hands prayerfully in front of her. "Oh, please, please! No more!" she begged between sobs. "Punish me another way! I have . . . uh . . . uh a suggestion. Please! Listen to me! I can't stand that awful switch any more!"
"And what do you suggest?" Mike asked, a little breathless from his efforts.
The weeping girl directed a highly candid glance at the handsome curve in his slacks. "In-instead of s-switching my b-bottom," she stammered, "C-couldn't y-you p-p-put th-that in my . . . in my.. . " Unable to put it into words, she pointed with her hand to show what she meant.
More than a little flabbergasted by the bizarre suggestion, Mike at first did not respond.
"There's some Vaseline in the medicine cabinet," Angie suggested, referring to an old chest of drawers they had been using to store various liniments and other items used in her training program. "At least, I think there is!"
"I'll get it!" Mike told her.
When he returned carrying the small bottle of Vaseline, he found Angie kneeling puppy-style on the mat with her red-lined bottom jutting up at a high angle. She was still crying quite hard and her face was buried in her hands. Hearing his approach, she peeked out apprehensively with a fearful look in her tear stained face. Dropping to one knee behind her, Mike spread her bottom-cheeks open and quickly slapped a large dab of Vaseline over the tiny pink aperture.
"Ooooh!" Angie gasped, wriggling girlishly as she felt the cool, greasy material against her butt hole. Her heart was thumping furiously and she was beginning to have second thoughts about the daring suggestion she had made to escape further applications of the switch.
"Oh, I don't know . . . " she burst out impulsively, casting a worried look back over her shoulder. "I don't know if it.. . "
"Well, you're the one that suggested it!" Mike reminded her as he undid his fly.
"Oh, I'm getting scared!" Angie gasped as his rigid, pounding cock sprang out of his opened fly. "Oh, I don't think it will fit.. . I mean, it's so big and my little . . . I mean . . . Oh, I don't know . . . . " Shaking with fearful anticipation, the cute young blonde glanced back anxiously over her shoulder, her tearful eyes riveted intently on his jutting erection.
"We'll soon find out if it's too big or not!" Mike announced as he dropped to a kneeling position behind the squirming, tearful young girl.
"Oh, you're going to hurt me something awful!" Angie protested, although she made only a token effort to escape. "Oh, please, I know it's too big! It was a silly suggestion on my part! Please, please, let me put it in my mouth! I'd like that! Oh, please, I know it's going to hurt something terrible!"
Paying no heed to her pleas, Mike forced her smooth thighs apart with his hands and moved closer to her brightly striped bottom.
"OH, NO, PLEASE, YOU'RE GOING TO HURT ME SOMETHING AWFUL!" Angie screamed. "PLEASE! PLEASE!" Crying and thoroughly distraught, the cute teenager tried a last-ditch effort to escape. But it was too late!
Holding her firmly at her narrow waist, Mike aligned his hotly swollen cock with her tiny rear aperture. Pushing through the Vaseline covering, the masculine ramrod thrust its way vigorously into the diminutive opening!
"EEEEK!" Angie shrieked with anguish at the sudden dilation of her anal canal. "STOP! OH, MY GOD! YOU'RE KILLING ME! OWWWWW!"
Tears streaming from her eyes, she struggled frantically to escape the painful impalement. Keeping a firm grip on her waist despite her struggles, Mike thrust forward into the incredibly tight channel. He could feel the narrow tunnel reluctantly yielding to the unwelcome invasion, and her reflexive struggles to repulse him only served to make the conquest all the more exciting.
"OWWWWW! OWWWWW!" Angie screamed at the top of her lungs. "TAKE IT OUT! OH, IT HURTS SO MUCH! I CANT POSSIBLY STAND IT! OH, GOD, YOU'RE RIPPING ME APART!" The petite gymnast had never known such agony before. It felt as if a sword had been driven deep into her innards, tearing her open in an almost savage fashion.
Completely ignoring his young pupil's frantic pleas, Mike drove his hotly rampant penis as far into the tiny channel as he could. Forced relentlessly apart by the powerful masculine intruder, Angie's sphincter muscles fought valiantly to repel him although their spasms and contractions had just the opposite effect of the one intended. In full control of her small and wildly squirming body, Mike paused with his madly pulsating prick drilled deep into her tightest channel.
"OUCH! OH, MY GOD! I CAN'T STAND IT! OH, PLEASE, HAVE MERCY!" Angie sobbed. "IT'S TOO BIG! OWWWWW! OH, PLEASE! PLEASE!"
"You'll get used to it!" Mike told her as he found himself enjoying the rich, raw physical pleasures of having his rock hard cock packed in such a delectably tight receptacle.
"Oh, I don't think so!" Angie replied between sobs. Her petite young body kept struggling to expel the masculine invader, but Mike's swollen battering ram was firmly lodged in the tiny cylinder. "Please, take it out! It hurts too much!"
"Wait and see!" Mike told her. Holding the squirming, tearful girl at the waist, he slowly began pumping with deliberately restrained strokes.
"Oh, no, no, no!" Angie pleaded, burying her face in her hands and weeping with a fresh batch of tears. "You have no idea how much you're tearing me apart!"
Thrusting his powerful lance back and forth in the narrow tunnel, Mike began exploring her small body with his hands. Caressing her silken breasts with lascivious massaging motions, he worked one hand down through her fluffy nest and into her slippery groove. His probing fingers quickly found her tiny love bud and contact provoked a violent shiver from the wriggling young girl.
"Ooooh! Oooooh!" Angie gasped. "Oooooh . . . I.. . Ooooh! I.. . " The combination of pain and pleasure she was enduring left her confused and bewildered.
"It hurts but.. . Ooooh! Oh, my.. . Oh, my I . . . Oww! Ooooh!"
"Getting used to it?" Mike asked.
"I.. . uh . . . I guess so!" Angie admit "But it still hurts!"
As he began thrusting back and forth i more vigorous fashion, Mike's exploring fingers worked their way past he twitching clitoris and into her vagina canal. Fingerfucking her with quick jabs, he could feel his hotly throbbing prick through the thin membrane that separate the two feminine canals. Warm gushes of feminine honey bathed his fingers as h thrust them back and forth, and he kept as much pressure on her taut, yearning clitoris as he could.
"Ooooh! Oh, wow! Oh, gee! Ooooooh, my I-" Angie exclaimed as the bizarre assault began to arouse her more primitive instincts. "Oh, this . . . Oooooh! Ooooh, my Oh! Oh, my! Oooooh!" The initial agony of having her anal canal dilated to several times its normal size had largely passed and had been replaced by surprisingly pleasant sensations. At the same time, Mike' probing, rapidly thrusting fingers were making her thoroughly hot and itchy, giving her no choice but to wriggle prettily i all directions.
"Now, you're getting turned on, aren't you?" Mike asked his squirming, breathless pupil as he gradually stepped up the tempo.
"Yes! Yes!" Angie admitted in an excited voice. "Now that it doesn't hurt so much, I like having it in back there! It feels so tight! Ooooh!"
His hands simultaneously stimulating her breasts and succulent young pussy, Mike pumped with firm strokes. Repeatedly drawing back until just the crown of his hotly pounding harpoon was inside her anal aperture, he drove forward firmly into the small cylinder. Moaning and panting in a thoroughly aroused manner, Angie reacted excitedly to each forward thrust by working her cute bottom around like a burlesque dancer.
"OOOOOOH! OH, MY, OH! AHHHH! OOOOOH! I'M GOING TO CUM! OOOH! AHHHHH! OH, MY! OOOOOOH! OOOH!" Angie exclaimed in a distraught voice. "OOOOOH! AHHHHHHH! OHHHHH! AHHHHHHH! I . . . OOOOOOOH . . . AHHHHHHHHHH . . . "
Jabbing almost brutally with both his fingers and his powerful cock, Mike could feel the vaginal and clitoral spasms that signaled her forthcoming climax. Rearing back as much as he could, he threw himself forward with all his might and let himself go completely.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Angie shrieked hysterically as she felt the hot bursts of masculine cream jetting into her anal canal. Snapping her blond head back and arching her back up as much as she could under the circumstances, the seductive young gymnast suddenly found herself caught in the throes of an intense orgasm. The violent convulsions that began deep inside her ravenous young cunt spread quickly throughout the rest of her body, and the cute blonde nearly swooned as she pitched forward on the mat.
It was several minutes before the two of them even began to recover their breath.
"C'mon, honey," Mike told her. "We've got those quarter finals at New Haven coming up, and there's no time to waste."
"Yes, and those switch marks will still show!" Angie spoke in a deeply reproachful voice.
"No they won't," Mike assured. "But maybe it would help if I kissed it better!"
"Okay!" Angie brightly agreed, turning and presenting her thoroughly switched bottom for his consoling kisses.
CHAPTER FIVE
As might be expected, Angie and her older sister Cheryl were developing something of a rivalry for Mike's attentions. Cheryl, in fact, was becoming downright annoyed by the fact that her kid sister seemed to be monopolizing his time so much, and it was even more irritating that Mike actually seemed to prefer a skinny adolescent six years her junior. As a result, Cheryl began plotting to make things rather unpleasant for Angie.
When the two of them were returning from church one Sunday morning, Cheryl waited until they were almost back to the farm before pulling out a pack of cigarettes. Extracting one cigarette, she slowly lit it with more ceremony than was necessary.
"Hey, when did you start smoking?" Angie asked in a surprised voice.
"What else is there to do around here?" Cheryl replied deliberately seeing to it that some of the smoke wafted in Angie's direction. She knew that Angie had sneaked a few cigarettes in the past, and would be sorely tempted by the opportunity.
"Could I have a puff?" Angie asked, sniffing the pleasant smell of smoke.
"We're too close to home," Cheryl reminded her. "Mike would kill you if he caught you with a cigarette in your hand."
"Suppose so," Angie agreed. "But he wouldn't see us if we went out behind the barn."
"Well, if you want to take the chance," Cheryl replied as they drove into the driveway.
"He'll be watching television," Angie said. "Come on! Let's go!" she added as her sister brought the car to a halt.
Although they were still wearing their Sunday best, including hose and heels, the two girls quickly went out behind the barn.
"Hurry up!" Angie said as her sister pulled the pack of cigarettes out of her purse.
"Here," Cheryl remarked as she handed a cigarette to her kid sister.
The two girls quickly lit up and inhaled deeply.
"Mmmmm, that tastes good!" Angie remarked as she puffed on the forbidden pleasure.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OUT HERE?"
Both girls jumped as Mike's voice thundered out at them. Angie tried to stamp out her cigarette, but it was too late.
"In the house, both of you!" Mike demanded.
Angie cast a reproachful look at her older sister as they walked into the house with Mike trailing behind them. "Boy, did you get me into it!" she whispered. "I'll get spanked for sure!"
Cheryl did not reply but her smirk told Angie that she didn't regret what she had done in the slightest.
"In the living room, both of you!" Mike instructed.
Angie could feel her knees getting weak under her as Mike seated himself on the living room couch. She was trying to think of something to say, but her mind was reeling and she couldn't get her thoughts sorted out. Tears began to well in her eyes and she could already feel her little bottom getting warm all over in anticipation of the spanking to come.
"Come on, Angie!" Mike spoke severely. "There's no point in wasting time talking about it!"
Angie gulped. "Oh, please, Mike, at least take me to my room! Not right here!" she pleaded, trying to think up anything that might stall that awful moment.
"Come on!" Mike demanded. "Quit stalling!"
"Oh, please, you're not going to pull my dress up, are you? Are you?" Angie stalled, although she knew only too well that her light blue jersey dress would indeed be raised for the spanking.
Mike motioned in an impatient manner that told her that he wouldn't tolerate any more stalling, and the cute young blonde collapsed tearfully over his lap. Cheryl watched without sympathy as her kid sister's blue jersey dress was promptly raised to reveal shapely legs enhanced by coffee-hued pantyhose.
"Oh, no!" Angie gasped in despair as her discipline-minded coach proceeded to gather her dress up nearly to her waist, revealing red and white polka dot bikini panties that stood out vividly against the dark bodysheath of her pantyhose. "Please, can't you at least take me to my room? Please, it's so embarrassing!"
Mike grabbed the fragile panties and quickly pulled them down nearly to her knees, and wasted no time inserting his hand into the waistband of her pantyhose.
"OH, NO!" Angie shrieked. "Please, they're no protection anyway! Please, let me have a little dignity!"
As Cheryl smirked and tittered at her young sister's outcries, Angie's pantyhose were summarily peeled down, the tan nylon departing to reveal milk white, shimmering flesh. The sight of Angie's cute bottom sticking up naughtily bare was quite enough to provide Mike with a firmly pulsating erection, and his fingers lingered against her silky thighs as he neatly rolled her pantyhose down nearly to her knees.
"Oh, this is awful!" Angie protested, her face as red as a beet as she glanced back over her shoulder. "It's not funny, Cheryl!" she bitterly informed her older sister. "Please, Mike, it's horrible to be all bare like this!"
Although she was remembering to hold her pretty legs tightly together, the alarmed teenager was squirming and wriggling around on Mike's lap in fearful anticipation of the spanking to come. Cheryl's amused smirks made it all the more humiliating, and Angie was beginning to realize that her older sister had set her up. I'll get even with her, she told herself, if it's the last thing I ever do!
Smack! Mike's hand cracked like a revolver shot as it landed squarely across the crevice of Angie's tender little bottom.
"OWWW!" Angie wailed, her mouth flying open and a stricken grimace appearing on her pretty face. Her blonde head jerked back and her legs kicked backward, as if trying to protect her vulnerable posterior from his punishing hand. "No! Don't! It hurts!" Tears automatically welled in her eyes as the sharp pain surged through her bare bottom.
Whack! This time Mike's hand bounced off her right bottom-cheek with a loud smack.
"Yeow!" Angie shrieked, bucking up sharply on Mike's lap as his palm flattened her pretty globe momentarily. "Stop it! Ouch! Oh, nooooo! Please, that's enough! I'm sorry!"
Standing a few feet away, Cheryl was watching her younger sister's ordeal with unconcealed glee and personal satisfaction. Moreover, somewhat to her surprise she was finding the scene more than a little stimulating, particularly after she noticed that Mike was apparently sporting a powerful erection.
Splat! Mike's hand landed squarely on Angie's left cheek, slamming down against the highly resilient flesh.
"Ouch! Oh, my! Oh, this is awful! Ouch!" Angie cried, breaking int tears. She tried to reach back to protect her herself, but Mike easily shoved her hand out of the way. "Oh, stop, please, this is so embarrassing! Please, I'm not a child. You don't have the right to treat me . . . "
Whack! Splat! Smack! Mike's punitive hand began dusting off Angie's highly sensitive little bottom with crisp smacks administered from all angles, alternately first on one side and then on the other. Her blonde curls flying arid her nylon-clad legs kicking wildly back and forth, Angie was a picture of feminine distress as her pretty bottom became as red as her face. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and she kept looking back with horror at her own chastisement. Each crisp smack produced a loud outcry, and was followed by pleas for mercy mingled with bitter reproaches.
"Ouch! Owwwww! Please! No more, it hurts! Oh, how can you do this to me? Ouch! Oh, my, no more!" Angie repeatedly cried out. "Ouch! You wouldn't think it was funny, Cheryl, if you were getting it! Oww! Oh, Mike, no! Ouch! Please, I'm on fire! Please, I can't stand any more! Owww! Ouch!"
Smack! Whack! Splat! Mike continued putting his young pupil through her paces with lusty wallops of his open palm. Her cutely rotund bottom and upper thighs had become a flaming scarlet, and were obviously burning with a deeply penetrating heat. Her legs were jerking around as if being pulled on strings, providing the others with flashing glimpses of brightly pink feminine meat. Sobbing and breathless, she kept struggling futilely to protect her suffering bottom from the ordeal of fire.
"Ouch! Stop, please, I'm begging you! Please! I'm sorry! I'll never do it again! Never! Oh, please! Please, I can't take any more! It's not funny, Cheryl! Ouch! Oh, my! Ouch, oh, this is horrible! Please! Ouch, oh no! Noooooo! Owwww! Owwwww!"
Mike finally paused just as the weeping girl was beginning to think that he was simply never going to stop.
"Now you're going to go stand in the corner!" he informed her. "And hold your dress up so we can all see your red bottom!"
"Oh, nooooooo!" Angie broke into a fresh crop of tears as the humiliating sentence was pronounced.
"Oh, yes!" Mike contradicted her, applying one final spank to her burning bottom. "Now, get over there! And don't rub your bottom, either!"
Moments later a sobbing Angie was standing disconsolately in the corner, her pantyhose and polka dot panties bunched around her knees and her light blue dress held up to display her bright red bottom. Cheryl grinned at the sight of her kid sister standing in disgrace, but a few seconds later her grin instantly evaporated from her face
"Now," it's YOUR turn, Cheryl!" Mike announced in a quiet but determined voice.
"My turn?" Cheryl was completely thunderstruck. "You're kidding! Why, I'm twenty years old! You don't have any right to . . . " Unable to believe that he was serious, the attractive brunette simply stared at the older man.
In the corner, Angie's heart leaped with joy at the idea of her sister receiving equal justice! Although she knew it might cost her some more spanks, she looked back over her shoulder so as not to miss a thing.
"You put her up to it!" Mike told Cheryl in an accusing voice. "And you're going to get it, too! Now, come here!"
"YOU WOULDN'T DARE!" Cheryl hissed at him, backing up with wide-eyed horror. "Don't you dare lay a hand on me! If you dare harm a hair on my head I'll.. . "
"It's not your head that's going to be harmed, young lady!" Mike replied, a retort that prompted a snicker from Angie. "Now, come over here!"
Cheryl's knees buckled and her brain was reeling so much that she could barely think. The idea of being barebottom spanked at her grown up age was unspeakably humiliating, particularly with that little brat Angie watching everything! In her racing imagination she could just see her nice orange knit dress being rolled up to display the dark brown stockings she was wearing instead of pantyhose as well as her pink garter belt and matching panties, but her mind simply blacked out at the very possibility of having those panties lowered for chastisement! What a beast he was to even think of such a thing!
"You wouldn't dare, you wouldn't dare!" Her voice was more horrified than defiant, and she kept swallowing hard. She wanted to run but knew it wouldn't do any good.
Mike motioned with one finger for her to come to him. "Come on!" he spoke bluntly. "Any more stalling will just make it worse for you!"
Cheryl knew her only chance was to try to talk him out of it. Walking as slowly as she dared, she timidly approached him. "Oh, please, you can't spank me!" she spoke in a voice that revealed almost total desperation. "I'm grown up! I'm twenty years old! I'm wearing hose and heels! You can't spank a girl my age! You just can't! It isn't done!"
To make matters worse, she couldn't help overhearing her kid sister's gleeful titters from the corner. Angie, in fact, was practically creaming at the thought of her smarty-pants older sister having her royal and totally priceless bottom bared and spanked! It would serve her right!
"Please, Mike, please!" Cheryl pleaded, stopping just out of his reach. Her face was a flaming crimson and she was close to tears. "Please, Mike, I'm grown up! You can't spank a completely grown woman like me! Look at me! I'm wearing hose and heels. You can't.. . "
Mike was in fact looking at her, and thoroughly enjoying the sight of full, shapely legs encased in dark brown nylon stockings and elevated into greater shapeliness by her high heeled, calf-skin pumps. Her orange knit dress was cut in the longer style that seemed to be becoming popular, although he much preferred the above-the-knee fashions of the past few years. Well, it would soon be above her knees and then some!
"Please, Mike, please! Be reasonable. You just can't spank a woman my age! It just isn't done!" Cheryl appealed, darting highly anxious glances at him.
"Come on!" Mike told her. Jumping up momentarily, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him.
"OH, NO!" Cheryl screamed. Moments later the attractive brunette was laying sprawled face down over Mike's lap, and was struggling in a vain effort to recover some of her dignity. "Oh, please, I feel silly! You can't do this to somebody my age! Let me go!"
Mike pulled her right wrist into the small of her back, holding it down tightly and making it impossible for her to resist effectively.
"Stop it! You're hurting me!" Cheryl protested. Knowing that she could not defend herself gave her a sinking, horrified feeling. Cold shivers raced up and down her spine as she twisted her head back to see what he was up to, a look of great anxiety on her hotly flushed face.
Mike wasted no time reaching for the hem of her. orange dress, and began drawing it back in a deliberately slow fashion.
"OOOOOOH!" Cheryl screamed with outraged dignity although not the least surprised that he would subject her to that humiliation. "Oh, no! At least, take me to the bedroom! Not out her like this . . . Not in front of that brat.. . "
Angie of course was watching her older sister's downfall with rapt attention. She would have been quite willing to fetch Mike a hairbrush or anything else he might want.
"Oh, no, this is too humiliating!" Cheryl gasped as her dress came up to reveal the two darker bands of her sheer brown nylon stockings, followed by garter belt clips and milk white bare thighs.
Mike had assumed that she was wearing pantyhose, and the dazzling sight of dark hose tops, pink garter belt suspenders and creamy white flesh made him pause for a moment to enjoy the scenery. His rampant cock pounding furiously, he pulled her dress back to reveal her exquisitely rotund, girlishly plump buttocks encased in pink nylon panties. The small undies could barely contain all of their fleshy cargo, and in fact the lower slopes of her gorgeous bottom were on full view.
"Oh, no, this is terrible!" Cheryl exclaimed as she glanced back and caught sight of her upraised dress, panty-clad bottom and long, stocking-clad legs. She made an effort to pull her dress back down, but was quite unsuccessful. "Oh, this is so humiliating! Please, I'm a grown woman! You can't treat an adult this way! You just can't!" she burst out as she felt Mike's eyes feasting on her feminine charms.
Angie's heart was thumping as she wondered if Mike would subject her older sister to the ultimate indignity of taking down her panties. Knowing how Cheryl would scream, she was tempted to put her hands over her ears. A moment later she saw Mike's hand reaching for the waistband of Cheryl's pink panties. He was really going to do it!
"EEEEEK!! ! " Cheryl emitted a positively earsplitting scream as she felt Mike's hand reaching inside the elastic waistband of her panties. "OH, NO! DON'T YOU DARE! YOU FIEND! OH, DON'T YOU DARE TAKE THEM DOWN! NO! NO!"
Despite Cheryl's horrified screams and frantic efforts to prevent him, Mike proceeded to lower her pink nylon panties with a ceremonial slowness that was quite appropriate for the unveiling of such a voluptuous package. Perfectly rounded and girlishly big and wide, Cheryl's pink-white buttocks were completely breathtaking in their exquisite sculpture and shimmering complexion. His fascinated eyes glued on the two quivering mounds, Mike pulled the panties down completely below the tops of her dark brown stockings.
"OH, THIS IS SO DEGRADING! I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR THIS!" Cheryl raged at her tormentor. Tears of humiliation were trickling down her cheeks as she felt the cool room breeze against her horribly exposed bottom. She glanced back over her shoulder, but nearly fainted with shame as she caught sight of her completely priceless buttocks jutting up in all their girlish fullness. "OH, NOOOOOO . . . she gasped, her voice trailing off.
From her place in the corner, Angie was nearly bursting with excitement as big sister's plump buttocks came into view. Although she was wisely keeping her thoughts to herself, there were a lot of comments she would have liked to have made.
For example, she might have pointed out how much bigger Cheryl's bottom was than hers, although she knew that was perfectly obvious to everyone, especially Cheryl.
WHACK! Mike's palm popped like a bursting balloon as it crashed down squarely across the crevice of Cheryl's completely bare buttocks.
"YEOWW!! ! ! " Cheryl screamed as Mike's hand flattened her reverberative spanking surfaces. It hurt ten times as much as she had imagined, and then some. And the utter humiliation of having a man's bare hand resting on her exposed rump was even worse than the pain! "Oh, get your hand off of me!" she shrieked as Mike allowed his hand to rest right where it had landed.
Angie could not refrain from tittering at big sister's ordeal. Miss Smarty-Pants was really going to get it now! She had never dreamed that she would live to see that day!
SPLAT! The second spank crashed down on Cheryl's unprotected right flank, crackling noisily as bare hand met bare bottom.
"OWWWW!" Cheryl yelped in a high soprano voice. As the wave of pain surged through her tender posterior, the attractive brunette bucked up wildly on Mike's lap. Her nylon-clad legs swung back at an angle that left the heels of her calf-skin pumps pointing toward the ceiling. She instinctively tried to struggle, but he was easily the stronger of the two. It was horrible to realize that there was absolutely nothing she could do to save herself from that hideous ordeal of pain and humiliation.
WHACK! Mike applied the third spank to Cheryl's left bottom-cheek with equal force.
"YEOW!" Cheryl screamed, her pretty face contorting with pain. "Oh, stop it, please! You're hurting me!" she gasped, bursting into tears. "Oh, please, I can't stand it! Please!" As humiliating as it was, there was no choice but to beg.
Splat! Whack! Clap! Smack! Mike proceeded to initiate Cheryl's girlishly plump buttocks with one resounding smack after another. Shrieking and crying and kicking her shapely, nylon-clad legs wildly back and forth, Cheryl reacted more like a child than a young woman of twenty as her pretty bottom absorbed the red hot spanks. Although she knew only too well how much she was exposing herself, she was soon kicking her stockinged legs hard and wide.
"Ouch! Oh, no, stop! Oh, this is horrible! Stop! Ouch! Oh, please! Please, I can't take it!" the sobbing young woman pleaded for pardon between howls of pain. "Ouch! Oh, my God! No more, please! I'm sorry! Oh, please, I'll be good. Oh, aren't you ever going to stop? Ouch! Owwww! Please, I'm just burning up!"
Angie had never realized how exciting it was to watch a spanking. Her older sister's bottom had become a flaming crimson from her garter belt nearly down to her stockings, and her frantic squirms and wriggles were unintentionally quite sensuous. Without realizing what she was doing, Angie was wriggling her own still throbbing bottom in an imitative manner.
Smack! Slap! Whack! Clap! Smack! Whack! Smack! Mike's hand repeatedly crashed down against the soft feminine target, attacking it all over and from every angle. Sobbing heavily and simply flopping about in his lap, Cheryl felt as if she had been sitting on an oven. The searing, deeply penetrating heat seemed completely unendurable, and she was beginning to think he was never going to stop.
"Ouch! Owwwwww! Ooooooooooh! Ooooooooooooh, no! Ouch! Please, stop!" the once pround young woman begged in a choking voice. "I can't stand it! Ouch! Ooooooh! Owwwwwww! Please, that's enough! Ouch! I've learned my lesson! Won't you stop? Oooh! Owwwww! Oh, boo hoo hoo!" A fresh outburst of tears overcame the suffering young woman when her assailant showed no inclination to let up.
Highly aroused by the provocative combination of feminine tears, scarlet buttocks and wildly kicking, stocking-clad legs, Mike did not stop until his arm was too tired to continue. By that time, Cheryl's curvaceous buttocks were hotly blistered and the completely distraught young woman was virtually in hysterics.
"Now go join your sister in the corner!" Mike ordered abruptly as he applied the final spank.
"Ooooooooh!" Cheryl moaned. Under other circumstances, she would have bitterly protested such a humiliating order, but at the moment her only thought was to get her suffering bottom out of range of his all-too-capable hand. Nearly tripping over her lowered panties, the sobbing young woman joined her sister in the corner.
"Serves you right!" Angie whispered as the two girls stood in disgrace in the corner with their brightly spanked bare bottoms on view.
As might be expected, Mike could not keep his eyes off the two attractive female culprits in the corner. Although his penis felt like a red hot poker, he was in no hurry to destroy that scene of two red girlish spank spots cooling off. Both girls were still sniffling quite audibly several minutes later. Angie, recovering first, became rather impatient and began casting deeply penitent glances back over her shoulder.
"Mike," she finally dared to speak and adopted a highly reproachful tone of voice. "Aren't you ever going to forgive us? Don't you want to kiss it better? Don't you?"
"Okay," Mike agreed.
Going over to the two girls, the older man dropped to one knee behind Angie. Leaning forward he planted two kisses, on each cheek, on her crimson bottom, permitting his lips to linger a full ten seconds each time.
"Ooooooooh!" Angie purred as the forgiving kisses brought a gush of girlish cream to her pussy lips.
"There, you can rub yourself now!" Mike told her.
As Angie's hands flew back to console her hotly prickling bottom, Mike moved over to a kneeling position behind Cheryl.
"How about it?" he asked. "Ready to have your bottom kissed better?"
"Y-yes!" Cheryl stammered, dismayed but stirred by the bizarre proposal.
Mike leaned forward and planted a lingering kiss on her scarlet right buttock, and then bussed her opposite cheek in similar fashion.
"Her bottom is so much bigger than mine that maybe you should kiss it twice as much!" Angie couldn't resist saying.
"Angie!" Cheryl gasped in an irate voice.
"Now, girls, don't fight," Mike told them. "I've got some hard candy here for both of you!"
"I got nibs on it!" Angie said, bending forward and struggling to get his fly open.
"Angie!" Cheryl protested. "That's not fair!" The attractive brunette was rubbing her thoroughly spanked bottom with both hands in an effort to eliminate some of that itchy, prickly heat.
"There's enough for both of you," Mike replied as he found a chair and sat down with Angie practically diving between his legs. "Take off your clothes, Cheryl, but leave on your stockings and garter belt! I like them."
Squirming with girlish excitement, Angie wasted no time in getting her coach's fly open. Quickly reaching inside, she curled her soft little hand around his hotly throbbing prick and promptly pulled it into the open. Knowing that her older sister was watching enviously, the fourteen-year-old nymphet formed her pretty mouth into a wide oval and hastily slipped it down over his magnificently sleek cock-head.
"Ohhh!" Mike emitted a highly pleased grunt as Angie's soft, deliciously wet mouth suddenly embraced his hotly rigid masculine pole. Sagging back into a leaning position on the chair, he watched the cute teenager give a demonstration of her talents as a fellatrix.
Squirming at the sight of her sister eating cock as if she were starving, Cheryl kicked off her calf-skin pumps and stepped out of her lowered panties. As Angie continued to nibble and suck with audible noises, Cheryl proceeded to peel off her orange knit dress. Attired only in her pink brassiere, matching garter belt and dark brown stockings, she could feel herself becoming quite hot and bothered as she felt Mike's eyes fastened on the darkly brunette foliage at the top of her shapely legs.
"Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!! " Angie moaned with excitement as she snacked on the sleek masculine meat. Her blonde head was moving up and down in Mike's lap with bobbing, squirming movements, and her pink tongue was flicking about with serpentine thrusts designed to titillate him all the more. One small hand was circling the base, simultaneously holding it out at the right angle and pulling on it with persuasive little yanks.
Reaching behind her back, Cheryl undid her brassiere and quickly whipped it off. Thoroughly enjoying her kid sister's roaming mouth, Mike watched intently as Cheryl's plump, strawberry-crested breasts tumbled silkily from the confines of the restrictive garment. A hot blush appeared on Cheryl's cheeks as she walked over to them. As instructed, she had left on her pink garter belt and dark brown stockings.
"Hey, Angie, how about sharing the wealth?" she asked, squirming as Mike reached out to fondle one proudly out-thrust tit.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Though unintelligible, Angie's answer appeared to be in the negative.
"Go on, Angie, give your sister a break!" Mike remonstrated with the youthful fellatrix. "It's time for you to get your clothes off anyway!"
"Okay!" Angie agreed, drawing back and getting to her feet. "Okay, Cheryl, it's your turn, but I bet you can't get it in as far as I can!"
"Don't bet too much!" Cheryl informed her kid sister as she replaced her between Mike's outstretched legs. As the other two watched, the shapely young brunette clamped one hand tightly around Mike's gleaming prick, pulled it forward to just the right angle, and instantly impaled her mouth on it!
"Wow!" Mike exclaimed as the lush wetness of Cheryl's pretty mouth suddenly assaulted his hotly palpitating organ. "C'mon, Angie, take off your clothes," he added.
Intently watching her older sister demonstrating her abilities as a fellatrix, Angie kicked off her shoes and removed her polka dot panties and brown pantyhose. Next, she quickly removed her light blue jersey dress, and having gone bra-less was suddenly attired in her birthday suit.
"Hey, what can three people do together?" Angie asked as she bent over to watch her sister's mouth moving up and down on Mike's purplish-hued masculine tower.
"You'll see!" Mike promised, working his pelvis back and forth with jerky movements as Cheryl's busy mouth and tongue tantalized his rigidly erect prick.
"Well, what?" Angie asked impatiently. The excited teenager was almost jumping up and down. "C'mon, Cheryl give him a chance to take off his clothes and then we'll all do something together!"
"Okay!" Cheryl agreed, reluctantly withdrawing from the sleekly hard sausage upon which she had been contentedly gnawing.
As the two girls waited and exchanged excited glances, Mike hastily peeled off his clothes. Neither of them could keep their hands off his jutting erection as the three of them retreated to a spare bedroom adjacent to the living room.
"Oh, I can hardly wait!" Angie exclaimed.
"Neither can I!" Cheryl added.
Without bothering to pull the bright green bedspread back, Mike stretched out supine on the bed. "Okay, girls, who wants what?"
"Well, I know what I want!" Cheryl was the first to reply.
The comely brunette quickly jumped on the bed in a kneeling position, and maneuvered until she was kneeling astride Mike's face with her back to him. With her shapely, nylon-clad legs brushing against his shoulders, Mike found himself staring upward into her darkly brunette bush and the vivid coral crease in its midst.
"Here I come, ready or not!" Cheryl announced as she began spreading her knees open to lower herself on his face.
"Don't suffocate him!" Angie told her with a laugh as she crawled on the bed along with them.
Without further ado, Cheryl sat down directly on Mike's face! At first nearly mashed under the combination of feminine hair and meat, Mike managed to get his nose slotted into the crevice of her buttocks and extended his tongue into her wet groove.
"Eeek!" Cheryl squealed as she felt the older man's extended tongue going to work on her itching pussy. The teasing flicks made her wriggle around all the more, forcing her weight down upon him.
"Wow, that's really something!" Angie remarked as she watched Mike's head completely disappear under her sister's girlish bottom. "Well, I guess I'll have to get to work down here!"
Kneeling on all fours between Mike's legs, Angie grabbed his swollen phallus and quickly pulled it to a vertical position. Gathering up a mouth full of saliva, the gymnast leaned forward and slipped the crown of his throbbing cock between her lips. With his vision completely blocked off by Cheryl's bouncing bottom, Mike's body stiffened as if jolted by electricity as he found Angie's gloriously wet little mouth suddenly circling his rigid prick.
"Wow, that's the way, Angie!" Cheryl congratulated her kid sister as she watched Mike's lust-bloated member disappearing into the young girl's greedy mouth.
Thoroughly tormented by Angie's hyperactive mouth and flicking tongue, Mike managed to slot his outstretched tongue into Cheryl's pink groove and went to work stabbing blindly in all directions. Hot gushes of feminine honey instantly began flooding the area, smearing his face and trickling into his mouth. She was moving her girlishly wide bottom around with grinding, circular movements that at times forced her weight down upon him, making it virtually impossible to breathe.
"Oh, wow, Angie, he's really got his tongue deep into me!" Cheryl spoke in an excited voice. "Oh, is my pussy getting hot!"
Running her fingers lovingly through Mike's bright red balls, Angie was trying to get just as much of his madly pulsating cock into her mouth as she could. Trying to duplicate the position she had obtained on the uneven parallel bars, she was pressing the top of her head against his belly and was working her way downward. Though he couldn't see a thing, Mike grasped what she was trying to do as he felt his sleek prickhead sliding against the roof of her mouth.
"Jeez, Angie, you'll choke yourself to death!" Cheryl exclaimed when she discerned that at least six inches of prick had disappeared into her kid sister's mouth. "Watch out!"
"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm!" With her young mouth crammed full of hotly throbbing man meat, Angie was in no position to reply to her sister's admonitions. Squirming around with excited wiggles, the young nymphet could feel his massive crown poised at the entrance to her throat. Her salivary glands were soaking it thoroughly, and the tantalizing effect of being fellated in such an expert manner was forcing him to jerk and thrust his pelvis back and forth.
"Oh, I don't see how you can do that!"
Cheryl spoke in an admiring voice. "How can you get so much of it in your mouth like that!? "
With her coach's wildly throbbing cock driven just as far into her mouth as it would possibly go, Angie began sucking on it in a dedicated, loving manner. At the same time, she employed her small, delicate fingers to caress his testicles and those portions of his prick which were not in her mouth. Her saliva and drawn-in cheeks produced an audible gurgling, sucking sound that all of them could hear.
"Oh, wow, I'm getting hot! Really hot!" Cheryl cried out in a breathless, panting voice. "Ooooh! Oh, wow! Oooooh! Ahhhh! Wow! Gee! Oh, wow! Ahhhhh!"
Bouncing up and down on Mike's face, at times almost completely smothering him under her full weight, Cheryl threw back her head and ran her hands sensuously over her body as she thoroughly enjoyed the oral caresses. Mike's tongue had found her swollen clitoris and the electric sensations emitting from it were inspiring one cloudburst after another of pungent feminine dew.
"Oh, wow, I can't take much more of this!" Cheryl exclaimed in a hoarse, distraught voice. "Oooooh! Ahhhhh! Ooooh!
Wow! Oooooh!"
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmm-mmmmm!" Pinned beneath Cheryl's grinding buttocks and doubly tormented by the two girls, Mike found himself approaching the limits of his endurance. Angie's busy mouth and ever-active tongue were inflicting a sweet torture on his anguished, wildly pulsating prick, and at the very same time he thought he was surely going to drown or perhaps suffocate under Cheryl's bouncing bottom. Although he had to sneak gasps of fresh air whenever he got the chance, he kept his tongue thrust deep into her groove and repeatedly slapped it against her twitching love bud.
"Oh! Oooooooh! I'm going to cum!! Ooooooh!" Cheryl announced in an ecstatic voice. "Oooh! Ahhhhhhhhhh! Oooooooh, my! Oooooooooooh!"
As Cheryl bounced and squirmed to an intense climax on his face, Mike thrust his pelvis wildly back and forth and simply exploded in Angie's pretty mouth. Although the first blast of hot masculine lava snapped her blonde head back, the cute gymnast instantly recovered and eagerly absorbed his entire climax in her mouth! Savoring the virile taste of the tangy masculine cream, she began swallowing it slowly to enjoy it down to the last drop.
"Oh, wow, that was some ride!" Cheryl remarked as she dismounted from her breathless masculine partner.
Mike's face was beet red and he was fighting to get some air back into his lungs.
"Well, shall we trade places?" Angie brightly asked her sister when she finally withdrew her mouth from Mike's suddenly limp penis.
"Hey, give me a chance to catch my breath!" Mike protested good naturedly.
"We'll count to ten!" Angie told him.
"Ten!" Cheryl announced, stretching out at right angles to his body. Tilting his inert prick upward with one hand, she promptly clasped it in her mouth and began sucking on it.
A few moments, later, Angie began squirming around to get in position astride him. Mike started to protest, but changed his mind when he found himself gazing upward into the young girl's deliciously pink groove. Extending her supple legs in an inverted Y position, the cute young gymnast sat right down on her coach's face!
"Ooooooooh!" Angie gasped as she enjoyed the unusual sensation of sitting on a man's face. "Oh, wow! This is really something!"
Given little choice but to fit his nose into the crevice of Angie's pretty bottom, Mike extended his tongue and began groping in the warm, wet wilderness.
"Yeow!" Angie gasped, her face lighting up with surprise and pleasure as she felt his tongue slapping against her pussy. "Oh, wow! Yipe. I don't think I can take much of this! Oooooh! Oh, boy!"
As Mike's tongue worked its way into her wet gash, the athletic youngster began squirming around with undulating movements on top of him. Her weight was directly down upon his face, permitting him to catch his breath only when she raised herself slightly. At the same time, Cheryl's sucking and stroking movements were beginning to produce results, and Mike's cock was beginning to expand and harden to its full dimensions.
"Oh, boy, Cheryl, he's getting hard as a rock!" Angie commented as she watched his prick expanding in her sister's mouth.
Cheryl abruptly sat up and began moving into a position astride him with her back to her sister.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Angie asked curiously.
"You'll see!" Cheryl promised.
Seated astride his midsection, Cheryl inserted his rigid cock between her plump cuntal lips and began screwing their organs together with downward thrusts.
"Oh, wow, that feels great!" Cheryl cried out in a voice that combined satisfaction and relief.
"I guess we got him where we want him now!" Angie exclaimed, unmercifully resting her full weight on his face.
His vision completely sealed off by his young pupil's jouncing bottom, Mike arched his back sharply as he felt Cheryl's deliciously wet, snug-fitting vagina settling down on his madly throbbing prick. At first, the indescribably pleasant sensation of having two pretty girls sitting on him at once was almost too much for him to comprehend. As his aching prick sank deeper into Cheryl's exquisite pussy, Angie squirmed and wriggled her wet pussy around all over his face. Although at times the task was almost impossible, he somehow managed to keep his tongue slotted into her drooling little cunt.
"Oh, wow, this is what I need!" Cheryl exclaimed as she began riding up and down on Mike's hotly bloated cock with semicircular, undulating thrusts of her rotund bottom.
"Oh, his tongue is getting to me!" Angie announced in a tense voice. "Oh, wow, my clitty feels like it's going to explode! Yeow! Oh, my! Oooooh! Ooooooh, this is too much!"
Bouncing up and down and giggling with girlish excitement, the two girls thoroughly enjoyed their cowgirl ride on their supine masculine partner. Feeling at times as if he were going to be completely smothered under them, Mike jerked his pelvis back and forth with purely instinctive movements. Angie's foaming girl juices poured over his face and gave him no choice but to swallow them with gulps that would have been quite audible were it not for the two girls' loud gasps and cries of excitement.
"Oh, this is great! My cunt really needs this!" Cheryl cried out as she speeded up the pace.
"Oh, wow, I can hardly believe it!" Angie gasped, breathless with excitement. "Wow, two on one! Wow!"
His tongue deep inside Angie's hotly drooling little pussy, Mike yanked and jerked his pelvis frantically back and forth in response to Cheryl's accelerated thrusts. Trapped beneath the two bouncing, jouncing girls, the older man found himself caught in a whirlwind of erotic torment.
Angie's grinding, squirming bottom and dewy pussy were nearly smothering him, while Cheryl's vigorous pelvic movements were relentlessly driving his madly palpitating prick to the bursting point.
"Oh, wow, I can't take much more of this!" Angie cried out in a distraught voice.
"Neither can I!" Cheryl agreed.
Gasping and panting wildly, the three of them rode to a furious triple climax. As Mike's exploding cock sent its hot lead jetting into "Cheryl's eagerly receptive cunt, Angie surrendered and came all over his face with a cloudburst of feminine soup! At the same time, Cheryl's vaginal walls became caught in the paroxyms of an intense orgasm that trapped Mike's discharging prick in an almost painful vise.
"Oh, wow, you know what I could use now?" Angie asked as the three of them lay gasping on the bed.
"Whaf s that?" Mike asked.
"A cigarette!" the youthful gymnast replied with a naughty giggle.
CHAPTER SIX
The semi-finals at New Haven proved a spectacular success for Angie. The agile gymnast combined her youth, petiteness and vivacious personality to become a real crowd pleaser, and received marks of no less than 9.4 in all of the events. The result meant a trip to L.A. for the finals and a shot at making the Olympic team.
"Where did Angie go?" Cheryl asked when she met Mike back at the motel where the three of them were staying.
"She and some of the other gymnasts are out celebrating," Mike replied. "I thought it might do her some good to relax for a while . . .
Angie was the youngest of the gymnasts who were assembled for the private party after the competition, but she wasn't lacking for attention.
"How's it feel to be the youngest gymnast ever to make the Olympic team?" nineteen-year old Brent Davis asked the cute blonde. Brent had finished Number One in the men's competition and was favored to win at the finals.
"I haven't made the team yet," Angie reminded him with a smile.
"Oh, you will, you will," Brent assured her. "I watched your floor exercises and you're a cinch to make the team."
"Thanks," Angie replied.
The young teenager was flattered that someone like him would even speak to her, and would have loved to have continued the conversation. However, he soon drifted away and Angie saw him talking with some leggy redhead who seemed to be fawning all over him. Moments later, however, he was replaced by Dave Sharp, who had finished second in the men's competition and looked like another cinch to make the Olympic team.
"That was some performance, Angie!" he told her. "At the rate you're going to get a gold medal one of these days!"
"You think so?" Angie asked, flashing him the smile that had produced so much applause earlier that day. "It's the biggest crowd I've ever been in front of and I was a little nervous."
"You didn't look it," Dave told her.
The two of them spent the next few minutes discussing their training programs and ideas they were thinking about incorporating into their optional events. Quickly discerning that the young man was attracted to her, Angie began giving him little come-on glances and waited for opportunities to drop clues into their conversation. Her chance came when Dave made a remark about her great agility.
"I'm even more agile than you think!" Angie told him, flashing him a meaningful glance as she spoke.
"Now, what's that supposed to mean?" Dave asked, a grin on his face.
Angie shrugged. "Well, I can hardly show you here with all these people around," she told him, her heart pounding.
"Well, why don't we look for a more . . . more private spot?" he suggested.
"Okay," Angie agreed, giving him a look that told him that he wouldn't regret his decision.
The two of them started to leave the room.
"Hey, Dave, where are you taking my girl?" someone called out. It was Brent Dixon, who was angling across the room to block their exit.
"Brent, I came in second to you this afternoon," Dave spoke with a note of irritation in his voice. "Now you're trying to beat me out this evening."
"How about it, Angie, you decide," Brent left it up to her.
Angie looked flirtatiously at first one and then the other. "Well, I don't see why I have to choose just one of you!" the young nymphet said in her most seductive voice. "After all, a girl gymnast has got to be rather agile!"
The two fellows exchanged surprised glances, and then shrugged.
"You really mean that?" Dave asked with a note of dismay in his voice.
"Hey, come on, I got a car that we can take over to my motel room," Brent interrupted before Angie had time to answer.
"Okay," Dave agreed. "Come on, Angie, get in the back seat with me!" he suggested when they got to the parking lot.
Seated in the backseat with the well built young gymnast, Angie at first was content to let him roam his hands over her svelte young body. She was wearing no bra under her summery dress, but her treasure box was guarded by dark brown pantyhose and bright red panties. As a result, the young man found his efforts somewhat thwarted.
"What pantyhose did to fingerfucking has got to be the crime of the century!" he muttered.
Angie giggled and to make up for some of his frustration, began running her hand over the front of his thin slacks. Her heart began thumping as she felt his supple young cock quickly beginning to shape up into rigid hardness, and the thought of having something like that in her little pussy was enough to make her thoroughly hot and itchy.
"Wow, that feels good, baby!" Dave told the sexy young girl.
"I'll make it feel even better!" Angie promised.
The petite young blonde nimbly unzipped his fly, and reached inside to clasp her warm little hand around his hotly throbbing penis. She could feel his body stiffen with tension at the exquisitely pleasant manual contact as she pulled the lust-bloated masculine organ out into the open. Stretching out with her blonde head in his lap, she quickly extended her bright pink tongue and began licking the cone-shaped head as if it were a lollipop.
"Mmmmmm, wow, that's the way, honey!" Dave remarked in a highly pleased voice.
As might be expected, Brent was more than a little curious about what was going on in the back seat, and his driving suffered accordingly.
"Watch out, Brent, for Christ's sakes!" Dave suddenly yelled at him. "You're way over the center line!"
Thoroughly tongue washing the velvety sleek cock-head so that it was gleaming even in the semi-darkness of the car, Angie slipped her saliva-filled mouth down over it and began sucking with drawn in cheeks. At the same time, her soft hand pulled and stroked with gentle urgency on the elongated base.
"Jeez!" Dave exclaimed, his head thrown back as he enjoyed the sweet torture the young fellatrix was inflicting upon him. "Oh, wow, I didn't realize how randy I was!" As he spoke, he fondled Angie's budding breasts through her thin dress and ran one hand up and down her smooth, nylon-clad legs.
When they arrived at the motel, Dave found it necessary to use a raincoat to conceal his rampant erection as the three of them made their way to Brent's room. Looking forward to the session ahead, Angie found herself in a highly exhilarated frame of mind. The cute fourteen-year-old was soaking wet between the legs, and was trying to think up various positions that she might employ with the two young men.
"Now that I know how much Dave has, let me see what you got, Brent!" she teased, a pretty flush on her face as she playfully pushed the young man to a seated position in an easy chair.
"Well, see for yourself!" Brent replied with u laugh as the comely blonde gymnast quickly dropped to her knees between his outstretched leg.
As she ran her hands over the front of his slacks, Angie could see that his erection had already firmed up. Her heart thumping at the prospect of handling two rock hard pricks at once, Angie quickly opened up his fly and gasped with feminine delight as the red-crested cock sprang out into the open. The athletic young man was built like a stallion! Capped by a crown that seemed positively enormous, his swollen phallus towered an impressive eight or more inches from tip to base.
"Wow!" Angie exclaimed reverently. "Any girl would just love to eat something like that!"
Grabbing the hotly pulsating shaft with both hands, the sensuous young nymphet began smothering the velvety sleek crown with hot, impetuous kisses.
"Ooooooh, wow!" Brent exclaimed, catching his breath sharply as Angie's eager mouth began tantalizing him with its sweet wetness. "Do you have any idea what that does to a guy?" he asked, shaking his head and slumping backward in the chair to enjoy the young girl's tormenting oral caresses.
In the meantime, Dave was in the process of disrobing. Completely naked and preceded by his own jutting erection, he knelt behind Angie and flipped up her dress to reveal her bright red panties and her shapely legs encased in dark brown pantyhose. Slipping off her shoes, he reached for the waistband of her panties and began pulling them down along with her pantyhose. Squirming girlishly, Angie cooperated as he removed the two feminine garments, leaving her completely bare from the waist down.
"Wow, you look good enough to eat, honey!" Dave told the wriggling and excited young girl.
"Well, what are you waiting for, Dave?" Brent kidded his companion. "Spread your knees, Angie, and let Dave get down there and give you some loving!"
"Mmmmmm'm, okay!" Angie agreed, spreading her knees apart. Still holding Brent's hot and rigid cock with both hands, the precocious young girl was licking the oversize head all over with wet swipes of her frisky little tongue. Her hands were moving up and down with coaxing little caresses, exploring the swollen veins and every little bump and ridge with the curiosity of a doctor.
"Well, here goes!" Dave announced. Sitting down on the floor with his back to Angie, the supple gymnast stretched out supine and wormed his way under the cute teenager's outspread legs. As he found himself gazing upward into Angie's wheat-colored nest and the glittering pink gash in its midst, the athletic young man emitted an admiring whistle. "That's some little pussy you got there, honey!" he told her.
Bending forward at the waist, Dave put his face into the fluffy underbrush and raked his extended tongue firmly against the slippery pink groove!
"Uuuuuuuuuh!" Angie purred with delight as she felt the young man's tongue going to work on her hotly itching young cunt. "Oh, wow!" she added, flashing an excited look up at Brent. "Two guys at once! Wow!"
"How'd you like to have two pricks in you at the same time?" Brent asked.
"Oh, wow, the very idea makes me cream!" Angie exclaimed, turning one smooth cheek so that it was resting against the tips of the young man's stiff poker.
As she spoke, Dave's tongue was burrowing its way into her delectable young crevice, extracting her fragrant honey and searching for her twitching love bud with rapid flicks. As his extended tongue worked its way through the lush waterfall and found its intended target, Angie's torso jerked spasmodically and the young girl responded by grabbing Brent's rigid prong all the harder and covering it with adoring kisses. Her entire body felt indescribably hot and itchy, and the very thought of having those two red hot masculine harpoons in her at the same time was simply mind-boggling!
"Sure," Brent went on, "Dave can plug it to you from the back porch while you give me a blow job! How's that sound?"
"It sounds as if it would drive me crazy!" Angie replied. "I'd like to try it but it'd be a new experience for me!"
"Well, we don't do it every day ourselves," Brent told her. "Come on, Dave, you can come up for air now!"
Slipping out from under Angie's kneeling form, Dave quickly dropped to his knees behind her. Feeling his hot, hard cock stabbing between her legs, Angie slipped one hand under her to get it started right.
"There!" she exclaimed as the solid hunk of meat slipped between her dripping outer labia. Her back sharply arched, the cute young blonde awaited the impalement with bated breath. Her vaginal walls were twitching in eager anticipation of the dilation to follow.
"Mmmmmm, my, what a cunt this kid has got!" Dave spoke in an admiring voice as he felt her wet meat clinging joyfully to him.
Emitting an animal-like grunt, the husky young athlete rammed his steel-hard prick home with one highly forceful jab that sent it stabbing into Angie's exquisitely tight little cunt!
"OOOOOOH!" Angie squealed, her blonde head snapping back and her pink lips forming a perfect oval. The rapid, bayonet-like thrust momentarily took her breath away, and she arched her back sharply as she suddenly found herself impaled on the hotly rigid masculine sword. "Ooooh, is it ever in deeeeep!" the young gymnast gasped in a breathless voice. "Wowwwwwwww!"
"Wow, is she ever tight!" Dave exclaimed. "Feels like she's really biting my cock in two!"
"Mmmmmm, I love it!" Angie purred, squirming cutely as she leaned forward to fellate Brent's magnificent prick. Stroking and drumming the throbbing base with both hands, she opened her mouth as far as she could and slipped it down over the handsome crown. Her tummy flipped over a couple of times when the young girl suddenly realized that she had two pricks in her at the very same time!
"That's the way!" Brent encouraged the youthful fellatrix as he leaned back to thoroughly enjoy being eaten. Angie's accomplished mouth and tongue gave him no choice but to thrust his pelvis back and forth with quick, jerky movements.
As Brent's rigid cock sank deeper and deeper into her mouth, Dave began rhythmically thrusting from the rear. His thick sausage filled her tight vagina to capacity, and scraped against her fluttering love button in a highly tantalizing manner. Angie quickly began responding to the masculine thrusts by working her bottom around with saucy undulating movements, demonstrating some of the dance techniques that she used in her gymnastic floor exercises.
"Geez, this kid can really shake her ass!" Dave remarked in an admiring voice.
Caught between the two highly aroused young men, Angie was in cock heaven! Bobbing her blonde head up and down in Brent's lap the precocious young nymphet simultaneously sucked and flicked with her highly adept tongue, while at the same time manually caressing those portions that she couldn't quite get between her pink lips. At the same time, Dave's thrusting, pumping movements were building a hotly sizzling bonfire in her succulent young cunt. As her foaming saliva glands thoroughly coated Brent's husky pole, her honey generously lubricated Dave's thrusting battering ram.
"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmm-m! Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Unable to speak intelligibly, the highly exhilarated young girl conveyed her feelings with excited moans and gasps that made it quite clear that she was simply wallowing in the lewd pleasures of the moment. "Mmmmmm! Uuuummmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmm!"
"She's hot as a firecracker!" Dave remarked. The athletic young man was furiously biting his lips and grunting with obvious strain as Angie's slick little mouth and busy hands were tormenting him to complete distraction. His pelvic thrusts were becoming more and more jerky and irregular, and at times he was almost lifting himself off the chair.
"What a piece of ass!" Dave added. The well-built young gymnast was putting more force into each succeeding thrust, drilling his furiously throbbing plunger in to the hilt with each forward drive. Angie matched him move for move, throwing her cute rump around in a thoroughly abandoned fashion and arching her back as much as she could.
"Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" Two red hot pokers in her at the same time! Angie could scarcely comprehend all the rich new sensations her vibrant young body was experiencing. Her heart was thumping furiously as she contemplated the double-creaming that was just over the horizon, and her vaginal walls were already starting their deliciously pleasant spasms. Her frantically humming clitoris had swollen in furious arousal and felt as if it were about to explode. Mmmmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmm! Oooooooooooh!"
"Oh, man, this is driving me out of my mind!" Brent gasped as the tortures of fellatio threatened to overwhelm him.
"Let's cum at the same time!" Dave suggested, thrusting back and forth with even more powerful strokes. "She's about ready to go off like a bomb!"
"Ummmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" Angie bobbed her blonde head wildly up and down on Brent's madly pulsating prick, and at the same time kept throwing her hips around with wild gyrations in response to Dave's furiously plunging drives. A double-creaming! She could sense the pounding urgency in both red hot pricks, and could feel herself rising to one new plateau after another. She seemed to be floating up and up and up . . . "Ummmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmmmm!"
"Let her have it!" Brent yelled at his companion.
Bolting forward off the chair, the breathless young man began blasting his hot, murky cum directly into Angie's eagerly waiting mouth! Acting in unison, Dave slammed forward with all he had and began shooting his masculine creams into the young girl's steaming cunt. Trapped between the two wildly spewing cannons, Angie dissolved into a violently spasmic climax! Her clitoris seemed to explode in all directions, sending violent Shockwaves racing through her entire nervous system, and her overheated vaginal walls went into intense convulsions that were totally uncontrollable.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm! Uuuummmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" Angie's muffled moans and cries reflected the ecstasy her young body was experiencing. "Mmmmm-mm!
Uuuummmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm!"
"Oh, wow! Woweee!" Brent cried out exuberant voice as his hot masculine lava splashed against the insides of Angie's receptive little mouth. "Oh, wow! Oh, man."
"Ooooh, man! Whew!" Dave exclaimed in an equally relieved voice as his jetting cum surged into Angie's spasming cunt.
Wallowing in the voluptuous pleasures of her first double-creaming, Angie smacked her lips as she savored the rich flavor of Brent's virile cream in her mouth. Swallowing it slowly, she was delighted that Dave was content to keep his banana inside her to enjoy to the fullest all of the spasms of her vagina. Sanity began to return very slowly and the breathless young girl allowed herself to relish every lingering ripple of pleasure that surged through her vibrant young body.
"Oh, wow, that was really something!" she told her two male companions as the three of them fought to catch their breath afterward.
"You just got to make the Olympic team, honey!" Brent told the cute young blonde. "Doesn't she, Dave?"
"Yeah, we'll need all the inspiration we can get," Dave replied. The young man stretched out supine on one of the beds to relax.
Pulling off her dress, Angie jumped on the bed with him. "Let's see how this inspires you!" she told him. The comely young nymphet stretched out at right angles to him, tilted his limp penis upward and immediately plunged her deliciously warm little mouth down over it!
"Hey!" Dave gasped as she sudden shockwaves of fellatio struck him. "Can't you ever get enough of it?"
Gently pumping and stroking with her hand while at the same time working her magic act with her mouth, Angie quickly began to get results. In the meantime, Brent took off his clothes and strolled over to the bed to watch the proceedings. Catching a glimpse of his dangling cock out of the corner of her eye, Angie reached out and grabbed it with her free hand.
"Wonder what kind of trio we can work out next?" Brent mused.
Holding two expanding pricks in her hands, Angie's mind was busy at work. "Listen I got a great idea!" she suddenly announced, withdrawing her lips slightly from Dave's swelling plunger.
"What?" Dave asked.
"Well, Brent can put his banana in my pussy and you can put yours in my rear-end!! " the comely young blonde suggested, glancing at first to one and then the other.
"What?" Brent seemed completely flabbergasted by the daring idea.
"My dick's too big, honey!" Brent told her. "There's not enough room for both of us."
"Well, we can try it!" Angie argued. "If it doesn't work, we'll try something else."
"Well, okay!" Brent told her with a shrug. "You're the one who's going to be stuck in the middle."
"Come on, let's go!" Angie urged as the two young men became quite hard again. "Move over, Dave, so Brent can lie down!"
Dave complied and Brent quickly stretched out on his back on the bed. Holding the latter's rigidly swollen prick pointed toward the ceiling, Angie squirmed into a kneeling position on top of him. Biting her lips with excitement, the shapely young gymnast fitted his sleek nozzle between her plump pussy lips and began screwing herself down upon it.
"Mmmmmm, that feels good!" she exclaimed as she felt the hard meat expanding her narrow vaginal canal.
"There's not going to be much room left for Dave's prick!" Brent reminded her as his bloated shaft dilated her succulent young pussy.
"Well, we can try anyway!" Angie said, leaning forward and glancing back over her shoulder. "Come on, Dave, get behind me and let's try it!" she added, batting her eyes invitingly at him.
"Okay, kid, but you're really going to scream once I get started!" Dave warned her.
"Come on!" Angie urged although her heart was starting to pound quite wildly at the thought of being penetrated by two rock hard cocks in that sandwich position.
Dave moved into a kneeling position behind her, and Angie squirmed anxiously as she watched him from over her shoulder. She was leaning forward on top of Brent as far as she could to give him access to her rear channel.
"I don't see how we can do it," Dave remarked skeptically as he used his fingers to pry Angie's bottom-cheeks open and caught sight of the tiny pink aperture.
"Go on! Try it! I'm not scared!" Angie told him although the last remark was a slight exaggeration.
"Go on, Dave!" Brent urged. "Let's see if she can handle it!"
"Okay, here goes!" Dave replied as he moved forward, maneuvering to line up his hotly throbbing prick with the almost unbelievably small opening.
"Oooooooh!" Angie gasped and held her breath as she felt the imposing masculine shaft poised at her anal entrance-way.
"Hang on, kid!" Dave warned the excited teenager.
Holding the squirming girl at the waist, he thrust forward into the exquisitely narrow passage!
"YEOWWWW!" Angie screamed at the sudden dilation of her anal canal. Her blonde head jerked back and her body stiffened at the sharp jolt of pain. "OWWWWW!"
"I told you it would hurt!" Dave said, starting to pull back.
"NO, KEEP IT IN!" Angie shrieked in a high-pitched voice. "I CAN TAKE IT! OOOOOH!"
"I don't see how," Dave replied, pausing with his cockhead implanted in the tiny opening. Moving with great caution, he began pushing forward in gradual stages.
"OOH! OW! OOOH! OWWW! OOOOH! OWWWWW!" Angie squealed with a mixture of pain and pleasure at the gradual dilation of her anal tunnel. The pressure from Brent's deeply imbedded cock made the passage all the more narrow. "OOOOH! OH, MY! WOW! OOOOOOOH! OOOOOOH! OUCH! OW, OH MY!"
"I can't believe it!" Dave announced as he completed the bizarre impalement.
"NEITHER CAN I!" Angie exclaimed in an almost delicious voice. "OH, WOW, WHAT A SENSATION!" The presence of two thickly swollen, pounding pricks in her two holes at the same time produced incredible new sensations that left her squirming and nearly breathless.
"Let's put it to her, Dave!" Brent suggested from his position at the base of the trio.
"Okay!" Dave agreed as he began thrusting back and forth in a controlled manner.
"Two big pricks in me at the same time!" Angie cried out in a distraught voice. "Oh, wow, I can't believe it! Brent, can you feel Dave's prick in me? Can you?"
"Yeah, I sure can!" Brent admitted. "I can even feel how deep it's in!"
"Dave, can you feel Brent's prick in me?" Angie asked. "Can you?"
"Yes, I can feel it okay," Dave replied. "How do you like having two red hot cocks in you at the same time!"
"Oh, it's wonderful!" Angie gasped, wiggling sensuously between the two of them. "Let me have it! Make your pricks go back and forth at the same time!"
"Okay!" The two of them were only too willing to comply.
With Angie's svelte, smooth young body pressed between their hard, masculine bodies, the two of them began putting it to her at the same time. Dave butt fucked from the rear with firm, commanding strokes that repeatedly thrust his lust-bloated cock back and forth in the exquisitely small tunnel. And at the same time Brent worked his pelvis back and forth under her with quick, jerky movements. Angie squirmed around as much as she could between the two of them, but was squeezed so tightly between them that she was left with little control of her fate.
"Oh, wow, two pricks! I can still hardly believe it!" the breathless young girl exclaimed. "Ooooh! Oh, wow, the pressure in there is unbelievable!"
Angie found herself experiencing exquisitely sensual feelings that she had never dreamed of before, and at times could hardly believe that it was all really happening to her. The pressure created by the two rock hard masculine shafts moving back and forth simultaneously, separated only by the flimsy membrane, was unbelievably intense, and produced lewdly pleasurable sensations she would never have thought possible beforehand. Caught in the masculine stream roller, her hotly swollen clitoris was promising an intense climax.
"Oh, I'm going crazy! I've never been this hot before!" Angie cried out between loud, rasping gasps. "OH, THIS IS IT! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE! OOOOOH!
AHHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOOOH!"
"Let her have it, Dave!" Brent called out from his post between the other two.
Nearly crushing the young girl's body between them, the two young man rocked and pumped at a progressively faster pace. More than a little dismayed by Angie's ability to absorb the punishment he was administering, Dave stabbed his stiff poker repeatedly back and forth in her incredibly tight rear end. At the same time, Brent was putting his gymnastic training to good use as he thrust back and forth beneath them, lifting his hips completely off the bed.
"OH, I'M CUMMMMMMMM! . . . " Angie emitted a nearly hysterical scream, nearly fainting as the first wave of her orgasm tore through her lust-tormented body.
Thrusting forward in an almost brutal fashion, Dave sent his hot cream spurting into the young girl's anal canal in warm jets. At the same time, Brent jerked his pelvis back and forth spasmodically and began shooting his creamy jizm into her hungry young cunt. Completely crushed between the two of them, Angie found herself rapturously climaxing with one violent convulsion after another.
"OH, TWO PRICKS AT ONCE . . . OOOOOOH!! AHHHHHHHH! OH, MY, I CAN'T . . . Angie screamed. "OOOH . .
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Mike, I'm worried," Cheryl spoke to Mike amid the noisy uproar of the crowd. Cheryl's twenty-first birthday had coincided with the gymnastic finals at Los Angeles, and she had been hoping to celebrate it with her kid sister making the Olympic team. But Angie had made a slight slip on the asymmetric bars and was trailing.
"She still had her optional floor exercises," Mike replied. "And she has psyched herself up to do really good in them. Wait and see."
"I hope so," Cheryl said nervously.
Mike's prediction had been correct. In her final exercise, Angie exploded with a breathtaking combination of gymnastic virtuosity and grace that brought the sizable audience to its feet. One moment she was doing complicated backward somersaults, chest rolls, cartwheels and back dives; the next she was pirouetting to the crowd in a manner that demonstrated all of her youth and vitality to best advantage. At the conclusion the rapturous audience gave her a standing ovation.
"Beautiful, honey, beautiful!" Mike exclaimed as he hugged the petite gymnast afterward.
The scores were starting to come up.
"Nine-seven!" Angie screamed ecstatically as the first score came up. The young girl was too worked up to look at the remaining scores, and sagged against Mike with her head against his chest.
"Nine-six," Mike read off the remaining scores. "Another nine-seven. That does it, honey, you're on the team!"
"Oh, wow!" Angie thought she was going to faint with excitement.
Within moments the petite gymnast was surrounded by fast-talking newspaper and television reporters, and in the excitement of the moment could only hope that she didn't say the wrong thing. It was quite a relief afterward when she finally escaped to the privacy of her dressing room and a warm shower.
Angie's head was still reeling when she joined Mike and her sister in the tatter's motel room afterward.
"Wow, Angie, I didn't think you were going to pull it out," Cheryl exclaimed. The attractive brunette was bouncing up and down on the bed with her bright red skirt riding up to reveal nicely rounded knees enhanced by sheet nylons. "That was the best birthday present I ever had."
"You've got another birthday present coming," Angie reminded her older sister with a teasing smile.
"What do you mean? What?" Cheryl asked.
"Doesn't she, Mike?" Angie asked.
"I guess so," Mike replied although he didn't know what his young pupil meant.
"What? What?" Cheryl asked.
"Your birthday spanking!" Angie reminded the older girl, flashing her another teasing smile.
"OH, NO!" Cheryl gasped. "I'm too old for that!" she added, modestly pulling her red skirt down to cover her knees. "Angie, how could you . . . "
"Well, Mike, don't you think right now is as good a time as any?" Angie inquired, winking at her coach.
"Guess so," Mike was only too willing to go along with the suggestion.
"Now, come on, you two . . . " Cheryl stood up, a mild look of alarm on her pretty face. Although she was not about to admit it, the shapely young woman found the prospect of an impromptu spanking more than a little stimulating.
"Come on, Mike, let's catch her!" Angie shouted.
"No, no, no!" Cheryl protested, trying to back away from the other two.
Laughing good naturedly, Mike and Angie easily caught her and started propelling her toward the bed.
"No, come on, let me go!" Cheryl protested, trying to pull away from her two tormentors.
Mike seated himself on the bed and, with enthusiastic assistance from Angie, succeeded in pulling Cheryl face down over his lap.
"Hey, no, don't, let me go!" Cheryl pleaded, laughing yet at the same time more than a little scared at the prospect of having her tender fanny warmed. Although realizing that she couldn't escape, she reached back in an effort to keep her red skirt from being raised.
Angie was rubbing her hands in glee at the prospect of another spanking for her older sister. "Let's get her skirt up!" she eagerly suggested.
"Angie!" Cheryl protested her sister's treason.
Giggling excitedly, Angie reached down to hold her sister's hands back out of the way. Despite Cheryl's protests and ineffectual struggles to resist, Mike took advantage of the situation to slowly peel back her skirt to expose shapely legs clad in natural sheer nylon stockings held up by a black garter belt, creamy white thighs, and nicely rounded bottom packed in black nylon panties. The intriguing sight was enough to give Mike an instant erection.
"Don't! Please!" Cheryl protested, her face becoming as red as her skirt as she caught sight of herself with her skirt rolled clear to her waist. "Let me go! This has gone far enough!"
"Panties down! Panties down!" Angie sang out excitedly.
"OH, NO!" Cheryl shrieked.
"Let me do it! Let me do it!" Angie spoke up. "It was my idea, so let me do it!"
"Okay," Mike agreed, using his right hand to hold down Cheryl's kicking, nylon-clad legs and the other to keep her hands out of the way.
"Angie, don't you dare! Oh, you're the worst brat in the world!" Cheryl yelled at her kid sister. "Don't you put your hands on me!"
Laughing and thoroughly enjoying her older sister's wildly exaggerated protests, Angie slipped her fingers into the elastic waistband of Cheryl's expensive black panties. Down they came to reveal the attractive young woman's shimmering, exquisitely rounded buttocks in all their glory!
Oh, NOOOOO!" Cheryl protested as she watched black nylon depart to reveal creamy white flesh. "Angie, I'll get even with you! Please, put them back! Come on!" Her face was red hot with embarrassment and Angie's mockly admiring whistle didn't help any.
"Twenty-one spanks!" Angie announced as she finished pulling Cheryl's panties down well out of the way. "I'll count them for you!"
SMACK!
"Yeow!" Cheryl screamed as Mike's capable hand flattened her curvaceous bottom.
"One!" Angie announced with a giggle, a bright smile on her face.
SPLAT! Mike's hand landed nosily on Cheryl's satiny soft bottom, sending rippling waves in all directions.
"Owww!" Cheryl yelped, her brunette curls flying and her shapely, stockinged legs swinging upward prettily. "Stop it! Don't! That hurts!"
"Two!" Angie announced, holding up two fingers to emphasize the point.
WHACK! Once again Mike's hand crashed down upon the highly attractive target with a loud report.
"Eeek!" Cheryl's high decibel soprano squeal was quickly followed by frantic wriggles. "No! Please! Owwww!" She tried to reach back to rub some of the sting out, but Mike's hand prohibited her.
"Three!" Angie called out dramatically.
With Angie sounding like an announcer at a prize fight, twenty-one resounding spanks were administered to Cheryl's luscious buttocks. Although the crisp whacks were more playful than severe, Cheryl's rounded bottom was a bright crimson at the finish and she was blinking back tears. Nevertheless, at the same time her brightly pink cuntal petals were glistening with bubbling feminine foam, some of which had smeared against Mike's trouser legs.
"Angie, I'm going to get even with you!" Cheryl promised her highly amused kid sister. She started to get off Mike's lap, but he held her in place. "Hey, come on, let me go!" she spoke with a note of surprise in her voice. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Now it's time for my birthday present to you," Mike said, reaching into his pocket.
"What? What do you mean?" Cheryl asked, twisting so that she could see back over her shoulder.
Extracting a highly realistic, bright red dildo from his pocket, Mike held it up for the two girls to inspect.
"Oh, wow!" Angie exclaimed as she caught sight of the lewd object.
"What is it?" Cheryl asked innocently, her eyes widening as she gazed at the artificial phallus.
"It's a dildo, silly," Angie informed her older sister. "Haven't you ever heard of a dildo?"
Cheryl gulped as she realized the various ways in which the device might be put to use.
"Here, let me show you what you can do with something like this!" Mike suggested. Using his thumb and left forefinger, he began separating Cheryl's hotly blushing bottom-cheeks!
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Cheryl cried out in alarm.
She instinctively tried to struggle, but her efforts came too late and the hard, life-size dildo slid remorselessly into her anus!!
"OWWW!" Cheryl screamed as the phallic object began dilating her anal canal. "Take it out! It's too big! Ouch!"
"Oh, come on, Cheryl, you'll like it when you get used to it!" Angie told her older sister. The cute young blonde was leaning forward to watch the bizarre, insertion.
"Oh, I don't know!" Cheryl replied, biting her lip and looking back anxiously over her shoulder. "It's so big! Ooooh! Oooooooh!" It felt as if a pole had been driven deep into her rear end.
"There!" Mike announced as he finished shoving the dildo in about three inches. "Now, make sure it stays in. When you have that in there and my prick in your cunt, the sensation will be fantastic!"
"Oh, I'm jealous!" Angie spoke up. "I wish it was my birthday."
With Cheryl gasping and squirming breathless, Mike proceeded to undress her down to her black garter belt and nylon stockings. He then quickly disrobed and both girls squirmed and licked their lips at the sight of his towering erection. Leaning back on the bed in a half-seated position, he motioned for Cheryl to kneel astride him.
"Come on, honey," he directed. "Make sure you keep the dildo in your butt.
"Ooooh, my!" Angie gasped. Squirming as she watched her older sister wriggling into a kneeling position with her back to Mike, the precocious teenager could not refrain from consoling herself with quite obvious masturbatory strokes.
With the dildo in her anal canal providing a variety of sensations that ranged from discomfort to bizarre stimulation, Cheryl felt quite breathless and expectant as she knelt upon Mike's midsection and fitted his rigidly upright cockmeat between her brightly pink cuntal lips. She was instantly aware of the difference the dildo would make.
"Ooooooh, wow! Ooooooooooh!" Cheryl gasped, her mouth opening in a wide oval and a blissful expression coming over her face as she lowered herself on Mike's stiff pole. "Ooooooh, wow! It's just like having another prick in me! Mmmmmmmm, I love it!"
Arching her back sharply, the voluptuous young brunette began squirming around on Mike's throbbing prick with sensuously undulating wriggles. At the same time, she began poking the dildo up and down in her anal tunnel, penetrating as deeply as she could. She could feel the artificial phallus and Mike's real one almost in contact in the two tunnels, each one adding to the pressure of the other.
"Oh, wow, it is a fantastic sensation!" Cheryl exclaimed in an excited voice. "It's soooo tight and they're in soooo deeeeep! Wow! I'm just drooling! Wow! I can't believe it!"
Watching the proceedings from close up, Angie was simply creaming in her pantyhose. She had slipped one hand between her skirt and pantyhose and was vigorously stroking her wet pussy while squirming around with movements that unconsciously imitated her sister's.
Her full breasts jouncing provocatively, Cheryl writhed around with circular gyrations that became progressively faster and faster. Her strained face and loud gasps reflected the intense physical sensations created by the double penetration. Mike's shaft was sunk deep in her hotly bubbling cunt and was thoroughly soaked with her rich juices, and she was pushing the dildo tt the nether depths of her twin tunnel. Her head was thrown far back and she was gazing blissfully toward the ceiling.
"Ooooooh! Oh, I love it! Oh, there's so much in there! Oooooh! Oooooh, wow! Oh, I'm going to cum! Oh, wow! This is . . . Oooooh! Ooooh! Ahhhhh! Oooooh!" Cheryl's comments were becoming more strained and less controlled with each passing moment. "Oooooh! Ahhhhhhh! Oh, my! I'm . . . I'm . . . Ooooooh! Ahhhhhhhh! OH, MY GOD! OOOOOOOOH!"
Bringing the dildo just as far as she could into her anal channel and impaling herself completely on Mike's hotly bloated cock, the distraught young woman found herself experiencing a shattering climax. As her cuntal walls went into convulsions, Mike gave a mighty thrust upward and sent his hot lava bursting into her cunt in voluminous quantities. As the sweet milk jetted deep inside her, Cheryl emitted a piercing scream of exultation and relief, "Ooooh! Oooooh, wow! Oooooooooh!" Cheryl repeatedly gasped, wallowing in the lush spasms of total release. "Ooooooh! Oooooooooooh!"
"Oooooh! Ooooh!" Angie gasped. Thoroughly enthralled by the exhibition she had just witnessed at close range, the petite blonde found herself enjoying an orgasm that had been provoked by her own jabbing fingers.
"Mmmmmmmm, I love that dildo!" Cheryl exclaimed as she extracted the lewd device and dismounted from Mike's half-seated figure. "Now, it's your turn to get spanked, Angie!" she turned on her cute kid sister.
"You'll have to catch me first!" Angie replied with a playful laugh.
Jumping off the bed with her breasts jiggling prettily, Cheryl began chasing her sister around the room. Laughing and not making much effort to escape, Angie permitted herself to be captured. Acting like an irate stepmother, Cheryl began pulling the young teenager toward the bed.
"You got me spanked!" Cheryl told her. "And now you're going to get it!"
She seated herself on the side of the bed and pulled her kid sister face down over her stocking-clad lap. Giggling and making only a token attempt to resist, Angie squirmed sexily as her sister flipped her short skirt up to reveal her cutely rounded bottom attired in brief pink bikini panties and dark brown pantyhose.
"Don't you dare take my panties down!"
Angie laughed as she deliberately imitated her older sister. "Don't you dare!"
"Shut up!" Cheryl replied, quickly understanding her sister's sarcasm.
With Mike a highly interested spectator, Angie's tiny panties and sheer pantyhose were promptly lowered to leave her breath-catching little bottom completely bare. SMACK! Cheryl's bare palm made a noise like a paper bag popping as it landed squarely on her kid sister's naked posterior.
"Owww!" Angie squealed, more than a little surprised by the amount of force her older sister had been able to muster.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" Cheryl taunted. "You little brat! Here, take this!"
Splat! Her open palm landed crisply on Angie's downy soft right buttock, pressing down the resilient flesh.
"Yeow!" Angie yelped, kicking one foot up and squirming cutely.
"Brat, brat!" Cheryl repeated. "Here, take this!" This time her hand landed on Angie's left buttock with a crisply ringing smack.
"Ooooh!" Angie gasped, both feet flying up as the stinging spank spread its warm effects through her cute rump. She had no intention of trying to escape although her sister's hand was doing more damage than she had imagined it could.
"Hold still, I'm not through with you yet!" Cheryl told the squirming girl.
Smack! Splat! Whack! Splat! Cheryl began spanking her kid sister's pretty bottom with ringing spanks that covered both sides and struck at all different angles. Squealing and squirming with a mixture of discomfort and excitement, Angie submitted without resistance although her posterior soon became as warm as hot buttered toast and prickled smartly all over, as if a hive of bees had been swarming around it. At the same time, her taut little clitoris was beginning to itch in a frantic manner that was crying out for relief.
"Ouch! Oh, wow! Ouch! Don't be so mean! Ouch! Ow, that hurts!" Angie protested, reaching back to rub her tingling bottom as much as she could. "Oww! Woww!"
"Want to help out, Mike?" Cheryl asked, pausing with her hand resting on Angie's crimson bottom.
"You seem to be doing okay," Mike replied as he moved into a seated position on the bed at Cheryl's left.
Angie took advantage of the new position to worm forward until her head was resting in Mike's lap. Using one hand to up-tilt his dangling prick, she quickly inserted the bright red crown into her mouth and began sucking with drawn in cheeks.
"Undress her, Cheryl," Mike suggested.
"Okay," Cheryl agreed, peeling down her kid sister's panties and pantyhose all the way.
In a few moments Angie was stretched out across both laps in her birthday suit. Pulling and stroking on Mike's supple joystick while at the same time feverishly sucking with her talented little mouth, she could feel the blood rapidly flowing into the masculine organ. As it expanded and hardened in her mouth, she could not refrain from squirming expectantly.
"Put the dildo in her, Cheryl!" Mike suggested.
"It'll be a pleasure!" Cheryl replied, reaching back for the lewd device.
"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Angie moaned in an anticipatory manner as she awaited the anal dilation that her sister was only too willing to provide.
Getting a firm grip on the hard dildo, Cheryl used her fingers to separate Angie's bottom-cheeks and expose her little pink hole. Placing the tip of the artificial phallus directly on the small aperture, Cheryl inserted it with a vigorous shove!
"YEOW!! " Angie squealed, her blonde head snapping back as her tiny anus was forced to expand to accommodate the strange visitor.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" Cheryl remarked triumphantly, mercilessly shoving the lifelike object into the reluctantly yielding opening.
"YIPE!" Angie squealed, tears coming into her eyes as the dildo painfully distended the walls of her narrow anal channel. "Jesus, Cheryl, do you have to stick in that far?"
"That's no farther than I had it in!" Cheryl replied, laughing at her kid sister's discomfort.
"Oh, wow!" Angie gasped and immediately returned to fellating Mike. Squirming like a snake as Cheryl probed the dildo in her anal canal, the pretty young gymnast began bobbing her blonde head up and down in Mike's lap, taking his hotly pounding prick deep into her voracious young mouth with each downward swoop. Tormented by the variety of lustful sensations. her body temperature began to soar and her pussy felt indescribably itchy.
"That's about all of this I can take!" Mike suddenly announced as Angie's busy mouth and tongue left him with an almost painfully pounding erection. "Here, Angie, stretch out on the bed on your hands and knees! Keep the dildo in her butt, Cheryl!"
The two breathless girls scrambled to get into position as he had suggested.
"Plug it to me, Mike!" Angie pleaded as she knelt on her forearms and knees with her head pitched forward. Cheryl was kneeling beside her to keep the thick dildo implanted in her uncomfortably dilated anus. "Hurry up! My pussy's just dripping! Please!"
With his jutting erection elongated to its full length, Mike quickly moved into a kneeling position behind the young girl. Cheryl grabbed his rigid cock to get it started in the right direction, and emitting a loud grunt rammed it home!
"YEOWWWWW!" Angie screamed as if she had been bayoneted. "OOOOOH, MY! OOOOOOOOH!"
Crowded by the dildo, her vagina could expand only so much and the resulting tightness was deliciously uncomfortable and highly stimulating at the same time. Hot gushes of feminine honey cascaded over Mike's invading prick, and the athletic young girl instantly began shaking her cute rear end around with movements that were highly gymnastic.
"Ooooooh, my! Fuck me hard! I'm just dying for it!" Angie cried out in a distraught voice. "Please! Oh, my, your prick feels so good in there with that dildo! Ooooooooh!"
Employing his body to force the artificial phallus deep into the young girl's anal passage, Mike pumped with virile thrusts that drove his madly pounding prick in to the hilt. Panting and gasping and frequently emitting a shrill yell, Angie excitedly submitted to the bizarre double penetration. The deeply imbedded dildo hurt like hell, but the added pressure on her vagina and frantically twitching clitoris more than compensated for the discomfort.
"OOOOOH! HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER!" Angie screamed in torment. "HARDER! OOOOOOOOH! OOOOOOOOH! I'M GOING TO CUM . . . I'M . . . OOOOOOOH! AHHHHHH! OOOOOOH! THIS IS IT! AHHH!"
Pumping swiftly and keeping her tormented young body under full control, Mike drove his aching cook deep into her pink tunnel and exploded with furious blasts of masculine lava! Screaming and nearly in hysterics, Angie shuddered convulsively as a powerful orgasm suddenly hit her with the force of an earthquake. Pitching, forward on the bed with Mike's hot prick and the hard dildo still planted deeply inside her, the distraught young girl fainted dead away!
"Ooooooooooooooooh!" Angie gasped as she lost consciousness.
"Get some smelling salts," Mike instructed Cheryl.
It was a few moments before Angie came to, and for a moment she looked rather bewildered.
"What happened?" she asked.
"You made the Olympic team, that's what happened!" Mike reminded.
Angie nodded as her memory returned. "If fucking were an Olympic event, I bet I'd get the gold medal!" she announced. "What do you think?"
