Mitch Medina and his sister, Gayle, were left an inheritance by their wealthy father. Since both were school teachers, they decided to open up a girls' school in Briar, Vermont.
Mitch's first task was to design a prospectus which would be sent to attract young ladies between the ages of fourteen and twenty-one who were living with aunt, uncle, or cousins, but who were otherwise orphans by death or by the separation of their parents. Mitch and Gayle wanted to have full charge over their female students and be able to indulge their passions to the hilt.
Mitch was a great stud-all male and very virile-and his sister, Gayle was 100% lesbian. Gayle was told to hire the all-female teaching staff, who would be hired for sexual flexibility more than anything else.
The first teacher to be hired was the zaftig Ann Walker. Ann was a teacher in the New York City school system and thought about leaving the city permanently.
Trying to decide about taking the position, she drove out to Long Beach one day alone to think about it. It was early in the morning and she didn't see anybody else around. She shrugged her shoulder and lifted her dress before she had second thoughts. Her bra and panties came next and she stood poised for a moment-a stunning body, brown except for those parts usually covered by a bathing suit. She didn't feel like wearing one now. No one was on the beach. Why should she bother?
She plunged naked into the ocean feeling a tremendous release pass through her parts as the salt water caressed her naked body, making her nipples tingle and her sexual desire mount.
Ann began to float on her back. It turned her on to watch the waves glide over her breasts making them wobble and shake-her nipples breaking the water's surface pointing upwards.
As she stared at her body, Ann saw the dark patch of her hairy bush just below the water. She thrust her stomach up and made her crotch appear. Her body began to quiver.
Ann spread her legs and stretched out her arms. She let her head go back and she closed her eyes imagining that she was being fucked in the water by a beautiful man.
Then, she heard a noise. Somebody was in the water with her. A man! How would she get out of the water? She was stark naked.
She was about to make an excuse and swim off when suddenly a violent wave sent her moving helplessly against his virile body and he got a full view of her nakedness.
Norman Graham lifted her quickly, his hands under her armpits. She could feel her breasts brushing against his chest, her tummy moving on his belly.
Ann began to move away as soon as it became calm, but Norman tightened his grip. "Wait a minute, miss. Don't I get a reward for saving a naked damsel's life? You might have drowned without my help."
"I'm a good swimmer," she said as her lips met Norman's. He drew her to him, her tits crushing against his chest. Ann felt his cock against her. It was stiff and hard. Her fingers dug into his back just above the line of his buttocks, urging him against her with a fierce longing. Norman was surprised by the girl's brazen behavior. He expected nothing but a kiss, but it was evident from Ann's squirming and thrusting body that he had aroused the girl to a feverish pitch.
Norman felt her lips peel open and the tip of her tongue drove firmly against his teeth. She wriggled it all around his mouth, licking carefully at the back of his teeth and at his palate. He wanted to fuck her.
His hands slipped down her back until he felt his fingers moving on the supple cheeks of her ass. Norman held them for a moment, lifting the soft mounds of flesh, then massaging them.
He rubbed his hands firmly over the rounded cheeks.
They swam out to a raft about 10 yards away. Norman got up first and helped Ann up. As she swung up onto the raft, her eyes stared at his penis. She deliberately brushed her hand against it as she settled herself on her back and felt its hardness. It really turned her on.
He lay next to Ann on his side, the crown of his cock pressing strongly into the swell of her thigh. Ann felt his breath on her cheek and soon his lips were above hers, his tongue lashing about in her mouth tasting the wet juices of her saliva.
His hand closed on her tit. He played with it gently. And then he became more urgent, squeezing them tightly, caressing the nipples with his thumbs.
The girl panted into his mouth, her tongue seeking his. They met and they licked each other making wet sounds with their juices. Norman's body lifted, his cock searching for her hot cunt. Ann could feel the wetness of Norman's cock, lubricated by the salt water.
Norman lifted his mouth from hers and buried his teeth into her shoulder, biting into the soft flesh where Ann's shoulder joined her arm.
Ann's nails clawed at Norman's back, reaching downward until they met his ass. She brought her fingers under his body and grabbed his cock. Ann wanted to guide his shaft into her big slit.
When she had positioned the head of his cock just between the cunt lips, Ann withdrew her hand.
Norman was still playing with her lovely tits. Suddenly, he jutted his hips forward, sending his cock deep within her cunt. She stiffened. His cock was so big that a hot gushing pain streaked from her poor ripped cunt. Oh, she loved the way it felt.
Ann adapted herself to Norman's fucking motion, gyrating her hips and crotch in time with his movements, allowing herself to savor every moment of the sex act.
Now that he was firmly inside her cunt, Norman fumbled his hands beneath her buttocks and lifted them off the deck of the water-saturated raft. He settled his fingers around the wet cheeks and drove his prick more securely into her juicy hole.
Revolving his hips, Norman made his cock rotate in a circular motion inside the hot juicy pussy. He loved the way her tight cunt held his over-sized cock.
Ann began to move the way Norman did, grinding her hips, clenching and unclenching her buttocks as she felt Norman's hands pinch her ass roughly. She loved the way Norman's young cock stuck rigidly inside her, grinding against the fleshy tightness of her hole.
Ann suddenly felt Norman's cock stop pumping. The engine jerked wildly inside her cunt but the rest of his body seemed not to move. She didn't want him to come. Not yet.
But the violent motion of his body and quivering cock told her that he was about to come. Ann renewed her own rhythm quickly, determined to reach her climax before he pulled out of her box. To help her out, Norman stuck his finger up Ann's asshole and tickled her anus, making her body throb. She felt a wild sensation in her loins-a wild urge to rock her luscious cunt lips over his prick and make it all wet and sticky with her come.
Soon the muscles in her stomach, cunt and ass rolled and gyrated in ecstasy. She was coming all right, those floodgates opening widely. In a moment, her cunt was filled with semen.
She clutched him to her, their naked bodies writhing and rocking on the raft until they almost fell into the ocean.
Norman didn't stop coming. Ann felt as if she were drowning in his cock juice.
It was still early and no people were yet on the beach. Since Norman was as naked as Ann, they both dressed and decided to leave before the crowds arrived. They drove back to Ann's apartment in Manhattan.
Inside her pad, Norman took Ann in his arms and kissed her. She relaxed in his strong arms, nudging her body tightly against his, making sure that her tits pushed firmly onto his chest.
Norman kissed her soft lips, feeling them quiver under the pressure of his mouth. They parted breathlessly and he pushed his tongue gently between the girl's teeth, touching his own and finding it as delirious as he'd remembered.
Moving his hands further down her body, Norman drew her brief skirt up over her buttocks and began to massage the ripe cheeks through her flimsy panties.
He pressed tightly, straining her body tensely against his own, his fingers curling so that they fitted the twin curves beneath her ass.
They were both really getting hot!
Ann's skirt rose at the front also and Norman could feel her cunt rub urgently against his rising cock.
Their kissing grew more and more passionate. Ann's hands were stealing down to Norman's ass and she fondled his buttocks, rubbing them sensuously, caressing the back of his thighs.
Her tongue worked frantically inside his mouth, taunting Norman with its liquid, unceasing movements. She made funny little cries, moans which came from her erotic lips. Ann was turned on by his squeezing of her ass.
Norman's cock reached full erection as Ann's cunt writhed madly against it, and he slid two of his fingers into her ass crack.
Ann opened her legs and raised herself up to make her cunt mound press more firmly into his hard cock. She squirmed against his body, feeling his cock slide as she worked that cunt closer.
Breathing heavily, Norman ended their kiss and pushed Ann's body onto the bed. He lowered her, his hands never leaving the hot cheeks of her ass, until she was lying back on the bed-her feet resting on the carpet.
Kneeling beside her, his fingers trapped securely beneath Ann's ass, Norman brought his mouth to her open thighs and his lips kissed along the silky inside of her leg.
His mouth sank firmly into the flesh, his hands still fondling the cheeks of her ass. She parted her thighs even wider allowing Norman to see her cunt lips through her panties.
He ripped off the material of the panties and he derived a savage pleasure from the way in which the material tore in his hands.
Ann's hot cunt burst into full view. Norman fastened his warm lips to the pussy. Her legs were wrapped around him, her knees bent, her ankles locking, keeping his face pressed tightly to her cunt.
He got on top of her and quickly unzipped his pants. The mighty shaft was swiftly guided through the fly of his underpants and he steered it to Ann's crack, one hand guiding his weapon, the other brushing the girl's hands from her boobs and replacing them with his own.
The feel of Norman's hot rod being worked up and down the meat of her slit and the realization that his fingers were now playing with her nipple, gave Ann wanton lust.
She slid her fingers through his hair and forced his mouth down onto her boobs, at the same time arching her body so that her other tit thrust itself against Norman's face.
He sucked it between his lips, taking that white mound into his mouth, fastening his pearly teeth around the nipple.
"Tell me how you like my nipple, baby. Suck it. It feels so good."
Turning him on, she pulled one hand from his head and cupped the base of her breast, holding the meaty mound for him, caressing the nipple.
He jabbed his big cock into her cunt. Ann's clit was stabbed with the prick as he penetrated that deep gash.
He began to fuck her cunt, entering and withdrawing, pulling in and out tightly, deeply.
His hands played with her ass cheeks and his excitement increased as he felt Ann's ass tense and contract beneath his fingers.
Norman had a sudden urge to ram those back cheeks together, and he did. He squashed the cushions of flesh until they were pressed tightly against one another. Her cunt lips began to tighten and Norman felt his prick wedged more firmly than before.
As they fucked deeper and deeper, he lifted her buttocks from the bed bearing down on her with his cock. He lunged the hard cock deeper and faster into Ann's wet and wild well. Ann could feel Norman's trousers against her flesh. His cock was stuck in her cunt from the small opening in his underpants and caused the material from his slacks to push into her cunt.
Norman sucked furiously on her titties, stroking her body as he fucked her cunt. Ann maneuvered her body so that her feet touched the floor. Norman's body was on top of hers, his toes just on the floor, his thighs locked together between hers.
The slipping down of her feet forced Norman's cock to penetrate her from a new angle. It was driven almost vertically into her pussy, the thick stem twisting upwards. It dug hard into her, pushing against the clit with every forward spring.
Ann had to grip the sides of the bed for support, her hands holding desperately to the fold of the blanket as she pushed herself down on his cock.
He felt himself coming, the excitement surging in his body. He pushed forward sending Ann backwards and almost raising her off the bed, his prick in tightly.
Ann came only a few minutes later, her cunt a mass of creamy liquid from Norman and herself.
Her cunt seemed to tighten around Norman's staff and she used her muscles to grip the flesh while it pumped its liquid into her hole.
Norman and Ann rested after performing. Ann realized that she didn't even know Norman. Had never even talked to him. All she knew was that he had a big cock and good experience in the sack.
After he left, she decided to definitely take the job in Vermont. This kind of promiscuous life-fucking one stranger after another-had to stop. The Medina School was the answer.
CHAPTER TWO
LITTLE SISTER LOVES BIG BROTHER
The next teacher to be hired was Karen Frost. Karen had recently graduated from college and this was to be her first teaching job. She had to get away from Boston.
Karen didn't tell him. She would wait until it was time to leave.
Later that night, Johnny lowered his sister, Karen, onto the carpet of their apartment's living room, moving down with her so that his body lay stretched alongside the beautiful girl. Against the rug, her luscious limbs appeared more desirable than ever.
Johnny's hands were around Karen's back, half supporting her, raising her so that her body lifted slightly toward his. He extended his tongue and brought it to her lips. Karen could feel her pussy getting really hot. She slithered her own tongue out so that it met her brother's.
They kissed deeply, slowly, deliberately holding their passion back. Their mouths barely touched, lips were just slightly apart. They allowed the moist saliva to dribble from each other's mouths into the others.
Karen felt between Johnny's thigh and again found her brother's cock. It stuck out of his slacks to a big fat length.
She ran her cool, slender fingers up and down the underside teasing it until the long, thick monster jumped and pulsed. Then, she quickly unzipped his fly and fumbled his prick out of his underpants with a well-practiced manipulation of that particular cock.
The Frost children were having a wild affair for the past year.
Hot and hard, the violently red cock was stroked gently by her soothing, deft fingers. Karen knew every inch of her brother's meat, but each time she touched its hard flesh she felt the same thrill. It turned her on to fuck her brother!
As she played with his cock, Johnny dug his fingers beneath the tight elastic cup of her brassiere and began to fondle her tit. He massaged the covered nipple until it grew large and stiff beneath his touch.
With his other hand, Johnny fumbled at the clasp of her bra, unhooking it. He felt the constriction of the meat holder disappear. His tit massaging action was suddenly free to move all over the surface of her melon without any problem. He lost no time in taking advantage of it.
Karen dug having her tits handled roughly. The fiercer, the more violent the love-play, the better.
Johnny, glancing down at her throbbing taut nipple, began to massage it as forcefully as he could. He squeezed; his fingers tightly around it, digging them into her fleshy mounds.
Her tongue flicked right into his mouth at his rough treatment and her lips finally pressed tightly against Johnny's. She kissed him urgently, rubbing her mouth against his. At the same time, she gripped his big cock passionately, squeezing the meat so tightly that Johnny thought his blood would stop flowing through it.
Then her thumb strayed over the tip of his cock. It stroked delicately across the piss slit and drove him to a frenzy.
Johnny pushed her hand away for the moment-he wanted to undress. He stripped off his shirt and pants. His underpants were pulled down by his loving sister.
Then, Karen turned over on her stomach with her body trembling and heart beating, and lay with her thighs slightly parted, her arms crossed in front of her face to provide a pillow.
Johnny knelt at her side, his cock fully erect and pulsating stiffly against his stomach. Karen looked so beautiful, the cheeks of her buttocks bulging over the transparent nylon of her panties.
And her stockings hugged her legs so nicely. Those black mesh numbers were so sexy, with the big holes revealing the tanned flesh of her thighs.
Johnny took hold of the waistband of her panties and began to lower them over her buttocks. Inch by inch they were peeled away from her cheeks, bringing the big fat spheres into his full vision. He studied them carefully, lowering his face until his eyes and lips were extremely close to his sister's now naked ass.
His hands played with the cheeks and roamed upwards to stroke her garter belt waistband. It turned him on and soon his probing tongue began to tickle and lick that luscious cunt. He felt her pussy begin to contract and knew she was about to have orgasm. Karen could come more than any chick he knew. It was just the beginning of their love-play.
He continued to tongue her cunt, getting almost as much pleasure from the act as Karen. She let him know of her pleasure by rotating her ass in a steady, grinding rhythm, trapping her older brother's nose between the cheeks and rubbing them tightly together.
Her tattered panties were now stretched almost to a tearing point across her widely spread thighs. They pressed against Johnny's neck and he could feel the silky warmth of the intimate garment, smelling her cunt juice on the material.
After he sucked her cunt, he returned his tongue to her asshole and briefly licked that back hole to further arouse her. He raised himself from the floor and rolled over on his back, his cock sticking up into the air.
Karen positioned herself above him. She went down on her back with her face in line with his loins and then turned towards him. Her knees came up, letting Johnny see her bushy cunt in total as he raised his head slightly from the floor.
Seductively she twisted her head towards his prick, keeping herself in such a position that Johnny was able to enjoy a full view of her cunt while she sucked him off.
While she sucked that big shaft, she began to finger her crotch, knowing that it turned Johnny on to watch her.
Johnny felt the hard tips of her titties brush against his crotch as she bent her face nearer and nearer his rod.
Karen's mouth soon sank over his big cock, closing tightly about it, and working the length gradually between her juicy lips.
She sucked that cock slowly-as if she were relishing every moment. The vibrant hard cock pulsed in her mouth and crammed it completely.
Karen made her tongue quiver as fast as she could, causing it to lap constantly against him. Her lips revolved also, keeping wet, wild, juicy movement around that big cock always.
Johnny had to keep his eyes open because Karen was going to play with herself. He wouldn't miss that for anything. She began to finger the hairs away from her slit and fondled two of her fingers into the wet cunt hole. Her pubic bush had been already moistened by her brother.
Karen drew back a little, allowing his cock to escape her lips. Then, just as the crest was about to slip right out of her mouth, she snapped her lips shut again, closing tightly around the cock. She began to tickle the tip of his cock with her tongue. Karen really dug doing this. Soon, she felt Johnny's cock pulse in her mouth. She had to fuck him now.
Karen felt so wild and so free fucking her brother. She raised her face from her brother's cock and met his eyes in a look which said that she loved him more than anyone else, and that it was time to fuck.
Karen crouched over Johnny's body, her hands supporting herself by resting on his chest. She felt Johnny reach between her thighs and position his cock, guiding it between the cunt lips.
Her stockinged thighs, outstretched to make her cunt as desirable as possible, were pressing into his bare flesh on his legs.
The big prick slid easily into the wet pussy of his sister. She sank down onto it, feeling the muscular rod move tightly, firmly, up her throbbing hole.
Oh, did Johnny dig fucking his baby sister. They seemed to fit each other so perfectly.
Karen rode herself on his cock, her hands caressing his chest, stroking his nipples, her eyes staring boldly into his.
The cock slid in and out, gripped tightly by the muscles of Karen's cleverly manipulating cunt. She twisted her hips sharply, wanting to feel the penetration in every inch of her belly.
Johnny's hands again groped around to her buttocks. He was sitting up and holding firmly to the large cheeks of her ass, feeling them wobble this way and that, as Karen churned her bottom around and around, to make his prick leap in her cunt.
They fucked in a steadily faster rhythm. They fucked until Karen's body was bounding up and down on his. Her tits jumped and shook with passion, her stiff red nipples as hard as cement.
Three times Johnny held himself back. But, this time, he wasn't going to hold back. He could see his sister's eyes gleam with her own boiling desire, and he jerked her loins deliberately to force his fluid into her body.
She triggered the flood. His thick juice was ready to spurt. He shot into that juicy cunt just as she began contorting through her own intense orgasm.
Furiously, they sustained their climaxes. Thrusting his buttocks up, Johnny half lifted Karen off her feet and pumped more and more of his semen into her cunt. She scratched at his chest, her long fingernails leaving a series of jagged red marks on his skin as she fought to prolong the joy of her orgasm.
After the final drop of come was wrung from his prick, they still remained in position, staring through their hazy, red-rimmed eyes into each other's faces. There was no trace of guilt.
This lack of guilt made Karen feel guilty. She had to get away from Johnny. Their relationship, although a groovy one, was unhealthy. They were both too young for such a disastrous affair. Since Johnny made no move to end it, it was up to Karen.
She tried to think of a way to end it.
The first time Johnny fucked Karen was when they were both young teenagers. Then, they felt real guilt and didn't start balling until years later.
It happened when Johnny was 15 and Karen 13. It happened during Easter vacation. Johnny and Karen decided to visit the woods outside the small New England town of Hobart where they lived.
Karen was dressed in her school uniform while Johnny wore a shirt and slacks. Johnny had had some sexual experiences with a prostitute so he wasn't completely innocent. Karen was.
"Oh, Johnny. I'm so happy that we can spend the afternoon together, just the two of us." Karen kissed Johnny on the mouth warmly.
"Karen, you're not supposed to kiss me like that," said Johnny, strangely aroused by Karen.
Little Karen and Johnny came by a deserted house in the woods and decided to enter it. They knew that nobody lived there. Johnny wanted to make love to his little sister. He wanted to kiss her virginal little pussy and feel her baby titties.
Entering the house, they checked around making sure that it was as deserted as they thought it was. No people around. They locked the door and pulled the shutters down. He began to take off his shirt and her blouse.
Karen began to giggle. "Why do you want me to get undressed, Johnny?"
"I want to kiss you, Karen, and I don't want to get your clothes all messy."
It seemed to make sense to Karen and she took off everything but her undershirt and panties. Johnny took off his trousers and was wearing only his shorts.
Johnny pulled her to his knees, first pulling up her shirt and his so that her naked ass cheeks were in contact with Johnny's bare thighs. The straps of her day-shirt slipped from her shoulders and he began to play with her little titties which were growing and her little pink strawberry tits sprung erect from his touch. Johnny placed his lips to her nipples and began to lick them gently. While he was eating her titties, she had lowered his undershorts to look at her brother's cock.
"It's so big, Johnny. And it sticks out so far," Karen said giggling.
"Will you let me lick your pussy, Karen?"
She giggled and thought it was a funny idea. But, she consented.
"Lay back and open up your legs wide."
She did as she was told and soon Johnny's little hand began to stroke her fragile belly. He dropped to his knees and, heaving her legs, he swung them over his shoulders and slipped his hands under her thighs and buttocks. He darted his tongue toward her little clit which was already erect, inside the top of her slit.
Under the intense licking of his fluttery tongue, the little clit began to flutter, revealing an erotic pleasure which became very obvious when she pressed her burning cunt to Johnny's face. She put her hands on his head and began to mutter.
"Oh, Johnny. Oh, Johnny. It feels so good, Please do it again. Oh, I like the way it feels."
Johnny didn't really need any encouragement. He continued to kiss little Karen's cunt with his mouth, pulling at the throbbing clit with his lips, lapping at her cunt with his tongue which flashed at the inner part of her hole.
Karen's breath began to quicken and her body began to jerk wildly, uncontrollably. "Oh, I can't stand it, Johnny. Please stop it. Ohhh!"
She jerked her thighs and suddenly she relaxed, sending forth her first spurt of cunt juice into his mouth.
"Did you like it, Karen?"
"Oh, yes, Johnny. I love you so much."
Johnny was feeling a new kind of power and went down on his little sister's cunt again, applying in turn his lips, tongue, and teeth to stir up her erotic sensations which really turned her on. She began to come again, but this time, there was more juice.
Johnny stopped eating her and wet his erect prick. He stretched over her lithe young body and rubbed his cock against his sister's throbbing pussy. He felt her jump with excitement. He inserted the tip of the cock between her virginal lips. There wasn't much difficulty because her two successive orgasms relaxed her muscles.
"It feels so big, Johnny. It seems to open up my pussy."
The newness of the cunt-the cherry-the naive words of his little sister-made him extremely desirous of her body. With a forceful lunge, he drove his throbbing cock into her chaste box. She screamed and said that it hurt. But, Johnny was near his climax and couldn't stop. He pushed into her tiny tight cunt harder and harder. She was quivering in pain, crying.
Soon, Johnny shot his load into his sister's cunt. It seemed to relax her and she became quiet.
"It doesn't hurt me anymore, Johnny. Please do what you want to. I like it now."
He put his hand into her cunt and placed his fingers all the way up. "Oh, Johnny. Push hard and put it all the way into me. Drive it in."
His cock was still inside of her and it began to grow again. Johnny took quick rhythmic strokes and she began to spread her thighs wide apart and bucking up her ass to meet his thrusts, making her shoot liquid all the while.
Johnny thrust his cock in further and further, and little Karen was writhing in pain again. She wriggled and squirmed, but for all that jerking, she only succeeded in allowing his cock to penetrate up to the top. Her screams and tears really excited him so much that he blew his load again into her cunt.
Karen shook, the pain was so great. But she loved the feeling. It was a pleasure pain-one that she would like to try again. But Johnny told her it would never hurt again and she believed him. Her brother never lied to her.
Karen couldn't face Johnny and left him a note saying that she was going away and that it was for the best. She left no forwarding address.
CHAPTER THREE
JUICE
Linda Robbins was an orphan, adopted as a small child by a distant aunt and uncle. Her aunt reared her, as her uncle travelled most of the time for business.
One day, when she was about ten, her Aunt Nellie told Linda that her Uncle Charley would take care of her for a few days. Aunt Nellie was going to St. Louis to visit her parents. Linda didn't really care. Aunt Nellie was a bore.
In the evening, Uncle Charley met Linda in the kitchen.
"You are becoming a beautiful girl, Linda," he said.
"Do you really mean that?" she asked, spinning around to show him ail of her-her flared skirt swirling up, giving him a provocative look at her long slender legs. Linda noticed that his eyes were on her legs.
They ate dinner together with Charley playing cook. It was a good meal and after doing the dishes, they went into the living room to relax. Charley sat in an armchair and Linda sat opposite him. She innocently wanted him to desire her. Linda didn't quite understand what she was doing. All the little girl knew was that she wanted Uncle Charley to love her, to approve of her.
While sitting, Linda took care to cross her legs so that her skirt barely covered her thighs.
"Can I sit on your lap, Uncle Charley?" she asked.
"You're too big to sit on my lap, Linda." "Don't you like me anymore?"
"Oh course I do, baby."
"Haven't I got nice legs?" She raised her skirt to show him the smooth contours of her long legs.
Uncle Charley gulped. "Little girls shouldn't do things like that, Linda, it's not nice."
She began to pout and she said, "See, you don't like me anymore."
Linda was driving him crazy. Uncle Charley had a sudden urge to grab her and kiss her. It was an uncontrollable action and his warm lips found hers. Without being aware of what she did, little Linda darted her tongue between his lips into his mouth searching eagerly for his. It was really turning him on to be so near her. It was a big fat soul kiss lasting for a long time.
When it broke, Linda lay back across his lap, her skirt exposing her panties. Tenderly, Uncle Charley placed his hand on her bare legs and started to fondle them. His fingers crept higher and higher until he came to her underpants. Linda automatically parted her legs and now one finger slid under her panty leg towards her cunt. His finger touched her little pussy and she began to sigh. Quite naturally, she squirmed and wiggled up closer to him. Then she reached under her buttocks and placed her hand on his throbbing cock.
Her cunt was swimming in its juice and although his finger went in easily, she squirmed with desire as it probed deeper into her pussy. Suddenly, Uncle Charley stopped and withdrew his finger. He told her to stand up.
Uncle Charley leaned forward, reached up her skirt and drew down her panties. He told her to pull her skirt up and then he slid his hands around her until her bare firm buttocks were in his hands then he pulled forward and nuzzled his face in her firm mound and its bushy hair.
Linda opened her legs and his tongue flicked out and, swimming in her juice, started to massage her clit. She squirmed and wiggled under his expert tonguing. Then he removed a hand and, undoing her little blouse, exposed her ripe titties. As he sucked her baby cunt, he also ran his hand over her firm mounds until she began to pant. She was helpless, not knowing what was going on.
His hand left her other buttock and she watched as he opened the fly to his trousers and pulled out his big cock. It was tall, stiff and powerful, rising and taking in the staring glare of his young charge.
Uncle Charley took his face from Linda's cunt and made her straddle his legs. He pulled her down on his cock. Groaning in joy, Linda wound her legs around his back. His penetration was deep and she cried out, writhing in pain.
Linda began to fight him off, but Charley couldn't stop. He used his hands to raise her hips and he forced her to move up and down on his cock. She rose and fell on him faster and faster, her buttocks bouncing on his thighs as he plunged that cock into her little hole.
He was raping the poor girl and savagely thrust that cock in and out of the young girl. She was all wet, the blood running out of her cunt from the broken cherry.
The idea of fucking a virgin made Uncle Charley more excited. He hadn't had a chaste dish in a long, long time. Suddenly, his cock stiffened and he shot his load of come into her bloody cunt, his hands stroking her little titties.
Little Linda was crying hysterically. "I hate you, Uncle Charley," she screamed.
Charley, realizing what he had done, felt really evil. He kissed her passionately on the lips, trying to soothe his young niece.
"Don't you touch me, Uncle Charley," she cried. But it only egged him on. His penis became erect again.
"No," she cried, "don't come near me."
Her fights were a waste of time for he stuck that big fat over-grown cock into her cunt and pumped and penetrated. The more she cried and screamed, the more he plunged that cock in and out of her baby box.
"Give it to me," he cried. "I want to fuck your cunt. I want to make you come, baby."
"You're a mean man, Uncle Charley. Don't do this to me. I thought you said you loved me, Uncle Charley. How can you be so mean. You hurt me so much."
"Oh, my baby. My big cock won't hurt you anymore. It will feel nice from now on. Uncle Charley promises you. I love you very much, Linda."
"I'll never let you touch me again, Uncle Charley. I'll never let any man touch me again. Men are bad."
He didn't want to listen to Linda. He just wanted to fuck her and he rammed his big cock in and out, in and out, until he lost control and couldn't hold it back any longer. Suddenly he shot his load into her little hole.
When he released her, she ran away from him, went up to her room and shut the door. Uncle Charley left the house for good when his wife, Nellie, came home. Nobody in town ever saw Uncle Charley again.
When Linda grew up, all the boys thought that she was a cold fish. She wouldn't neck or pet or put out anything for anybody. All she did was study. In college, when she was studying to be a math teacher, Linda discovered how nice it was to have sex with other girls. Who needed men?
Her first affair with a woman was at the college dorm. It was spring recess. All the girls were home for the holidays except for Linda and another female, Maggie Whitin. Since Linda went to college in southern Florida, the weather was always warm. Maggie had a beautiful body which she displayed as she sunned herself daily.
Linda liked to look at Maggie's long legs and slim hips and big boobies.
Their first sexual experience really was an accident. Since they were the only two chicks around, they were thrown together. Linda didn't know then that Maggie was butch. She soon found out.
"I don't know why you can't relax with me, Linda. I'm your friend," said Maggie. Linda was uptight with everybody.
Turning to face her, Linda looked at Maggie's face and stared at her tiny lips. She looked down at the ample tits inside Maggie's revealing halter top, then turned her head.
"Don't you like me?" asked Maggie seductively. She somehow knew that she could have Linda.
Maggie's face became radiant as she stared into Linda's eyes. She raised her hands and placed her soft palms against Linda's cheeks and held her warm face.
"You need to learn so much about love," she said as she leaned forward and lightly breathed on Linda's face. Then she passionately touched her lips against Linda's.
Feeling the soft mouth against hers, Linda closed her eyes. A warm wave of desire moved through her body. Goose flesh formed on her back. Her buttocks tingled and she moaned. Her legs shivered and soon her pussy became wet. The nipple of passion between her lips swelled and pointed out, making her loins nervous and moist.
Moaning, Linda pressed her lips against the soft mouth. Her hands came up and cupped the back of Maggie's head. She stabbed her fingers into the hair and pulled Maggie closer. Then she hungrily pressed her body against Maggie's. She threw her arms about Maggie's body and hugged her tightly. She jammed her loins against the soft belly and shivered as her nipple brushed her dress. She jumped and pushed her hips harder, moaning deeply over and over again as her mouth moved back and forth, spreading the lipstick Maggie wore over her face.
As she kissed her in return, Maggie reached down. Her fingers worked about the sides of Linda's dress and pulled it up, bunching it into her fingers. She lifted the dress up until her fingertip touched the soft thighs. Then she moved her hands and touched the cheeky buttocks. She slipped her hands over the crack and then on her hip, and touched the creamy soft belly. Then her hands started down. It was really turning her on fast. Then her hand moved between Linda's legs, her palm rolling over the hard nipple.
Suddenly the breath stopped in Linda's throat. Tears washed down her cheeks. She moaned against the soft lips then snapped the kiss and buried her face in Maggie's shoulder. Her hands moved up and down Maggie's back. Her thumbs and fingers unhooked her halter top. Then, her thumbs hooked into the back of the bottom of her shorts and pushed them down, over the plump white buttocks.
When Maggie closed her legs, Linda shoved the suit down and it slid to Maggie's ankles. As she held her, Maggie lifted one foot out of the suit and parted her legs. She reached for Linda's hand and placed it over her wet pussy.
When she felt the hairy busy hand against her hand, Linda moaned again and slid her lips along Maggie's neck. She kissed her softly over the face and her fingers moved about, scratching the cunt. Then she moved her middle finger through the lips of that cunt, touching the entrance and wiggling her fingers through the passage.
Shivering from head to foot:, Maggie pressed herself against Linda's body. Her hand caressed Linda's hair. She tilted Linda's head to one side and looked hungrily at the lips, then she pressed her mouth against Linda's and stabbed her tongue deep and wiggled her finger into Linda's juicy cunt.
Sliding her lips away from Maggie's mouth, Linda hugged her with one arm.
"I never knew that I liked women," said Linda, "but I really dig making love to you." Her hand now moved over the plump buttocks and touched between them, testing the moistness which was creeping over Maggie's body.
"What made you change your mind about it?" asked Maggie, moving her lips up and down Linda's neck as her finger stabbed in and out of the juicy cunt.
Pulling her hips back, rising to her feet, Linda told her story of Uncle Charley and the fact that she'd never let a man touch her again. But yet, she wanted sex. She was horny since she was 10 years old when Uncle Charley raped her. But Linda didn't know what to do about it.
All she did was to play with her pussy in private ... in bed before she went to sleep, her fingers massaging the clit and sticking all the way up her free and open hole. And she loved to massage her tits, making the nipples rise and make her cunt itch.
Maggie said, "Darling, you don't have to tell me everything. I know. Ill make you very happy. I promise." With that, Maggie reached up and undid the buttons on the front of Linda's dress and pried apart the flaps. The hard tits pointed out through the partition and the nipples were hard and pink. She looked at them, then leaned over and touched one of them with her lips. She parted the lips and pulled the hard nipple into her mouth.
Hungrily, Maggie opened her mouth and pulled half of the breast inside. Her tongue flicked over the nipple several times, then started to cleanse her.
As she looked down, Linda's eyes were shining. She reached under her own tit and cupped it. She placed her other hand on the back of Maggie's head and held her there. Then she stepped forward, trying to get her breast further into the woman's mouth.
When Maggie felt her response, she jumped straight up. Her face went limp, then bitterly she twisted her lips. She reached up furiously and grabbed her halter. She jerked the cloth hard and snapped the buttons on the back apart, popping them across the room. She freed her hard breasts then shoved the straps of her halter down her arms, let it dangle in her hand, and tossed it away.
When she was naked, Maggie grabbed Linda's hand and pulled her from the wall. She guided her into the hall then into the bedroom. Maggie had her own room at the dorm.
She stopped her at the side of the bed, reached down and quickly threw the dress over Linda's shoulders, throwing it across the room.
As Linda stood there shaking next to the bed, Maggie held her tightly. "Don't be afraid, darling, I won't hurt you."
Linda was now close to Maggie. She was getting hotter and hotter now. Suddenly she touched her hips and moved her hands slowly up her belly. Then, she spread her fingers and slid them up Maggie's tits, cupping the fleshy mounds and lifting them high.
Then, she stepped before the woman and parted her legs. She leaned back against Maggie's body and reached in back for her hands. She guided the hands between her legs and cupped her cunt. Then, she pressed hands over Maggie's and churned her hips forward and back.
Her body swelled with passion. Her boobies jutted forward, harder than ever before. Her nipples rolled against Maggie's fingers and suddenly one huge wave thundered through her body. It hit her stomach and rushed madly, feverishly, through her juicy cunt.
Shivering through her orgasm, Linda turned. She threw her arms about Maggie's body and hugged her. She moved her hands up and down the soft back. Then she gripped the fleshy buttocks. She held her for a minute and looked at the bed, Then, her fingers went slack and she stepped back. She ran to the bed and furiously pulled off the covers.
Linda shoved Maggie to the bed and watched her stretch out. Eagerly, she worked her hands about Maggie's fleshy ass cheeks and lifted her hips. She stared at the wet mound and the damp legs. Then, she plunged her mouth against the mound, brushed the hair aside and stabbed her tongue into the wet cunt. She went in deeper and deeper, and pulled the legs out of the way. She savored the taste, thrilling to what she was doing, letting her body sweat as much as it wanted.
Lying there, Maggie threw her head to one side and then the other. Her hand flew up and touched the soft buttocks. She moved her fingers between them and touched the damp mound. She stabbed her fingers into the wet entrance and worked them feverishly. Then she moaned aloud and sat up. She threw her arm around Linda's hip and pulled her to the bed.
The, she rolled on top of her, pried the woman's legs apart and stared at the soaking wet cunt.
Maggie moved to her knees above Linda. She pulled Linda's legs back and stared at them, especially the wide gap between them. She parted the thighs wider and gaped at the exposed pussy. She moved her fingers against the lips and parted them. She then stared at the cunt and then worked her arms over the legs and forced them back toward Linda's side, stretching her apart even further. She stared at the cunt and finger-fucked it.
"I want you so much," she cried as she leaned over, her lips touching the moistness and her tongue making its way into Linda's cunt.
As the tongue began to suck her cunt, Linda just lay there and the pressure built inside her. Her stomach knotted hard and her legs trembled. Her body sweated more than it had ever done, and soon she threw her head back and forth, tossing it.
"Oh, darling. Suck my cunt," she cried. "Your tongue feels so good as you eat me." Linda began to moan.
Suddenly, a door opened. It was Joe, the maintenance man. Maggie had forgotten to draw the curtains of her room and Joe had seen the two women making love. He couldn't stand it, and since no one was around due to the spring recess, he decided to take care of his erect cock. The girls would never rat on him. They couldn't possibly because he would tell what he saw through the window.
As Joe entered the room, Maggie was kneeling over Linda's body, lying across the bed. Linda's arms were wrapped about Maggie's hips. Her face was pressed between Maggie's legs and her tongue was moving up and down the slit.
Stepping forward, Joe shoved his trousers down and kicked them off. He tore his shirt off and threw it behind him and stepped into the strange bed above Linda and looked down.
Opening her eyes, Linda just stared. When she saw his big cock, she lowered her head away from the damp mound and looked up at him. "What the fuck are you doing here, Joe?" Joe just grinned and pushed the cock towards her face. She coldly grabbed the cock and pulled it forward. She placed it against the moistness and drew her hand away. She lowered her head to the bed and stared up.
Looking down at Maggie's mound, Joe pushed slowly. He entered Maggie by degrees and felt the feathery softness close about him. He grabbed her hips then and pulled her back, slowly. He shoved and his cock buried inside her, reached the full length.
Maggie knew she was in his power. She could do nothing but lay back and enjoy it.
Linda was angry. Oh, she'd go through with the scene, she had no choice, but she wouldn't like it.
As he buried his head inside her, Maggie threw back her head. A feeling of great pleasure filled her. She closed her eyes and dropped her head against Linda's belly. Her fingers tightened on Linda's buttocks and she moaned.
"I'm coming. Oh, I can't hold out," she breathed. Her hips started rolling wildly against him, churning himself inside her, twisting and turning as her vagina closed tight.
When he felt her close, Joe grabbed her hips hard and slapped his stomach against her buttocks. He pressed quickly and shoved with all his might. Then he felt the pressure inside her grow until suddenly she shivered and her cunt tightened. She moaned again and rolled her cheek against Linda's belly. Then she threw back her head and cried.
"Oh, yes, baby. I'm coming."
Pressing hard, Joe held himself. He tried to think about non-sexual things. He tried to keep his mind from the fact that she suddenly stiffened and her cunt opened wide.
Maggie dropped forward. She slid her body forward and removed him from down deep.
When he saw that she was complete, Joe moved back. He stepped away and watched Maggie roll away. Then he looked at Linda and walked around the bed. He looked at her slim legs and parted them. He pulled her to the center of the bed as Maggie sat up. He rolled Linda to the center and rested her head gently against the pillow.
Linda lay there staring. He worked himself between her legs and fitted his cock against her softness and shoved slowly into her body, wanting to enter it.
As he entered, Linda threw her head back. Her lips tightened about her teeth. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She hadn't had a cock in her cunt since Uncle Charley. It felt so good. All she could remember was the pain.
She threw her hands down on his back and pulled him against her. She gyrated beneath him and parted her legs.
"Lay on me," she cried.
He grabbed her fleshy ass and lifted her hips. He held her up, then pressed his cock slowly into her depths.
Instantly, Linda stiffened and her body arched under him. She wiggled her hips and then her legs closed about his. She arched and her nails dug into his flesh.
Moving his lips along her neck to her ear, he said, "Come. I want to feel you come."
"No, you won't," she cried, still trying to fight him.
"You'll come," he said, as his hands furiously moved up and down her back. She worked her hips about and slammed herself up against him. She closed her legs tightly and held herself against his hips. Then, her face slammed against his shoulder and her teeth dug into his flesh. Her nails scraped along his back and her tiny body stiffened hard under him.
She began to moan. To speed her along, Joe reached between her buttocks. He found her tiny asshole and shoved his fingers slowly inside. He wiggled his hand back and forced it completely inside of her.
Instantly Linda groaned and her body twisted and turned. Her lips raced up and down his neck. Her eyes closed tightly and her tongue moved out. She found his ear and lathered it, then started to bathe his neck.
"Oh," she cried, "don't stop." Linda was in ecstasy. She forgot momentarily that it was a man giving her all of this carnal pleasure.
Suddenly, she stiffened harder than ever and clung against him. Her hips .swelled up and then jerked up and down. Then she pressed with all her might and her legs closed about him.
"Ohhhh," she cried.
Shoving himself hard, he buried his cock inside of her. He felt her jerk again. Then, she went limp. Her hands slid off his back and dropped heavily to the bed. Moving to his elbows, he watched her smile.
Looking down, Joe slowly removed his still hard cock from her body. He stopped over her legs and dropped to his back.
Joe lifted one leg over her and made her sit between his thighs. Then, he watched her slim fingers wrap about the base of his prick. She stared at him for a minute and then leaned forward. Her lips wrapped about his cock and her head slowly lowered.
Watching for a second, Joe stared at her mouth. He pushed himself up and watched his cock enter. Then, he dropped his head back and looked up. Maggie was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Linda make it with Joe.
Reaching up, Joe placed his hand over Maggie's tit. She turned and looked into his eyes. Then, she turned about and sat facing him. Their eyes were staring steadily at each other. She looked at his mouth and leaned over. She touched her lips against his mouth and worked her tongue into it.
As he kissed Maggie he felt Linda's hand on his buttocks. He felt her warm mouth moving and suddenly he could no longer wait. He lost his breath and popped his mouth from Maggie's. He threw his arms about her and hugged her.
"I'm coming," he cried.
As soon as he was satisfied, he dressed quickly, winked at the girls, and said, "Any time."
Linda didn't want to do anything sexual with anybody anymore. She was embarrassed to look at Maggie after a while. She liked to ball her but she really didn't think it was right. Linda told Maggie that she couldn't see her anymore. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to be with a man.
But, it happened to her, willingly, by accident. Linda was spending a long weekend at a college dorm-mate's home. Her girlfriend left the house to go shopping one afternoon, and Linda felt like sleeping late. She thought she was alone as her friends's parents were away for the day. She forgot about her friends's brother, Jerry.
She was in the living room downstairs, dressed in blue jeans.
"Hi," he said, walking through the door.
She answered him without looking up. Jerry was about a year older than she was. He was really attracted to Linda. Her cold aloof manner turned him on.
"What are you doing now?" he asked her.
"I'm just relaxing," she responded.
"Why don't you come up to my room. We can relax there."
She declined.
"I thought you might like to see my photography. I take great pictures," he said.
"Oh, really. Of what?"
"Women mostly. Come on up," he said. She consented.
They sat on his bed and he pulled out his collection.
In the first, Jerry was lying on the bed completely naked. His cock was hard and stuck up high in the air. Above him, a girl with braids leaned over him. Her tits were big and her eyes were closed. Her mouth was open and half of Jerry's cock was in her mouth. Linda gulped.
"Don't you want to see my other pictures?" he said, grinning lustily at her.
In the next picture, Jerry was turned around. The girl was sitting above him and he had his arms about her hips. Her buttocks were right above his face and his head was buried between her legs.
In the next picture, Jerry was lying next to the girl. She was on her back with her legs parted. She was wearing socks-that was all. One of her slim legs was between Jerry's and Jerry's hand was covering her pussy. Two of his fingers were buried in its wetness and her hand was wrapped around his cock.
Then there was a shot of Jerry lying on his back with his legs parted wide. The girl was sitting on him, leaning toward his chest. Her legs were spread apart and Jerry's big cock was stuffed inside her, gorging the lips wider than hell.
The next shot was a close-up of Jerry. He was lying on the girl and his hands were under her buttocks. His head was against her shoulder and his face was turned to the camera. His face displayed the look of a man having orgasm.
Linda felt her cunt getting all wet and sticky as she continued to look at Jerry's photography collection. Linda tried to be cool as did Jerry.
In the next shot the girl was still there lying on her back, but another young girl was sitting there staring down between her legs with a pained expression on her face. Her fingers were covering the girl's cunt and one of them was inside.
Linda felt herself getting really hot. She couldn't look at any more pictures or she would explode.
Smiling at her, Jerry undid his shorts and pushed them down his legs.
"What are you doing, Jerry?" she asked, really frightened.
"I want to make it with you," he said. "I dig your sexy body."
Linda darted out the door of his room and fled down the stairs, her hair flying wildly down her back. Jerry ran behind her and slapped his hand against her hips. He pressed it there and stopped.
As she stood there, Jerry moved his hand and touched the tiny clasp of her jeans. He grabbed the tab and pulled them down exposing her nakedness. He pushed the shorts down slowly and exposed her fleshy ass cheeks. As he looked he leaned down and pointed his cock from behind, between her legs, and brushed it against her bush.
"What are you doing, Jerry? What happens if somebody comes home right away? We'll both get into trouble."
Jerry just laughed at her and he stuck his cock between her legs and it looked like she had a cock. Linda had to laugh, too. She soon leaned forward, resting her head on the stairs and parted her legs widely.
Behind her, Jerry looked at her buttocks and the thick bush between her legs. He looked down at her feet and dropped to his knees. He lifted her sandaled foot and slipped off the shoe. He shoved shorts off her feet, then parted her slim legs as far as they would go.
Stepping back he stared at her wet pussy and her back hole. Then he dropped to his knees behind her and pressed his face against the buttocks. He flicked his tongue against her and began to lick.
Instantly, Linda stiffened and turned around. She dropped to her ass cheeks hard on the stairs and shook her head.
"You shoudn't kiss me there, Jerry."
"You dug it, though, didn't you?"
In shock, Linda turned her head and stared at the floor.
Then, she got up and padded back to his bedroom and walked to his bed. Jerry followed her. She stood with her back to him and she reprimanded his bad taste about ass licking.
"Bullshit," he said as he dropped to his knees behind her and kissed her ass cheeks with tiny pecks.
Above him, Linda threw her head back in agony. Her hands flew into the air and she spread her fingers wide. Her hands trembled and soon she was shaking all over.
Slowly she leaned forward and crawled to the bed. She lay there face down, then lifted her hips. She moved back until her hips were near the edge of the bed.
As he stared at her again, Jerry dropped to his knees beside the bed. He gazed at her cunt and then stared at her asshole. Lifting his hand, he touched his finger against her there and held it.
On the bed, Linda rolled back and forth. She bunched part of the sheet under her face and bit it hard. Then, she pushed the sheet away from her face and turned her head.
"Don't do that," she said.
Removing his finger, Jerry looked at her again. This time he blew gently against her.
Moaning deeply, Linda lifted her hips and rose to her knees completely. She arched slightly and threw her head back. Then, she settled back again.
Staring again, Jerry wet his finger thoroughly and touched it against her. He moistened the outside then pushed slowly against her, sinking into her soft flesh. He stabbed his finger all the way and held it inside.
"That's what you want, isn't it? Isn't it?" he cried.
Shaking her head against the sheet, Linda moaned again. Huge tears rushed down her cheeks. She turned her head and stared at the wall.
"Take your finger away. Please take your finger away."
Jerry looked at her unmoving body and laughed. Slowly he removed his finger from her asshole and turned. He slid on the bed and rolled her angrily to her back. He stabbed his fingers into her hair and twisted.
"That's what you want, isn't it?" he asked as he plunged his lips against her mouth and kissed her hungrily, savagely.
Jerking his lips away from her mouth, he stared at her again and squeezed her tit.
"That was what you wanted, wasn't it? That was it, wasn't it?" "Oh yes," she cried.
Bruisingly, Jerry plunged his mouth against her. He forced her head against the mattress and churned his lips against her. He stabbed his hand between her legs and kissed her.
When he felt her settling down, Jerry pulled his mouth away and sat up. He smiled at her and said consolingly, "Don't worry. No one will know. I promise."
She pulled him tightly against her and said, "I never had sex like that."
Patting her head gently, Jerry laid her back on the bed. He turned about and parted her legs. He looked at her cunt and dropped to his side. He worked one arm under her hips and pulled her forward. He slid his head between her legs and touched his lips against her cunt as his hand worked freely up and down in her ass crack.
Turning on her side, Linda stared at the big fat erect organ and touched it with one fingertips. She moved her fingers over the hard underside and touched his balls. Then she curled her fingers over him and stared. "I want that cock," she said softly, movingly.
Gently, she pursed her lips and brought them to him. She opened her lips and wiggled forward, sliding his cock further. Then, she touched his hip and moved her hand over his ass. She slid her hand between his buttocks and touched him softly. Then, she placed her own finger up his crack.
When he felt her response, Jerry growled and shot to his knees. He pushed her hand away and jumped wildly. He turned her over and spread her legs. Then he placed his cock against her and grabbed her hips. He pushed and suddenly felt her body give. He entered slowly and she groaned. Then he dropped forward until he was all the way in.
As he settled on her back, he looked at her turned head. Her eyes were closed tightly and her mouth was all twisted.
"Is that what you wanted?" he asked.
Without saying a word, Linda parted her legs under him and drove her hips up against him. She pressed her buttocks hard against his stomach and then started to roll her hips back and forth. Then, she moaned again and parted her legs further. She drove herself back against him and held his legs with her hands.
"It feels so good," she cried. "Oh fuck me, fuck me hard. Play with my pussy with your hot fingers, as you fuck my ass."
He plunged harder and harder. Suddenly, Linda felt Jerry's cock stiffen and he soon came, shooting his load into her bumhole.
It was timed perfectly because Jerry and Linda heard a car pulling up in the driveway.
Linda rushed back to her room.
Jerry and Linda saw each other occasionally after that but he chose another to marry, leaving Linda alone again. That was when she decided to take a teaching position at the Medina School in Vermont to get away from it all. She was really looking forward to a girl's school. No men around to upset her. She grinned as she packed her things.
CHAPTER FOUR
MR. STUD
Mitch and Gayle Medina decided to hire a token male teacher-someone in biology-just to keep some of the heterosexuals around the school happy.
One of the people they interviewed was Burt Baker. Burt dug chicks. The more, the merrier. The idea of teaching in a girl's school was dynamite.
At the end-of-the-year party at the school where he taught in Flobart, New York, Burt was drunk. He sort of kept to himself at the party, his mind lingering on thoughts of the fall semester. He hoped his mind wouldn't dwell on his forthcoming job all summer.
A number of chicks approached him at the party and made very obvious come-ons to him. The school receptionist, a sexy broad who should model brassieres, plopped down on his lap. He giggled as she took the drink out of his hand and finished drinking it for him. She put her arms around his neck and began to kiss him, warmly, passionately, forcing his lips open and circling his tongue with hers.
Her tits, full and provocatively peeping through the sheer material of her blouse, pushed against his chest. He put his hands between them, resting on her globes. Then he squeezed and pushed at them until they were almost touching her neck, and were half out of her bra. He pulled his head away from her, so that she could not kiss him.
He daringly put his hand beneath her bra, unfastened the garment and began to pinch and squeeze the nipples. She squealed and snuggled up closer against him. She could feel his cock growing and bulging beneath her. She got his other hand under her skirts. To his amusement, she wore no panties.
As his fingers closed over her hairy cunt, she giggled. Caroline wriggled her ass closer to him, so that his hand was forced between the lips of her cunt. He could feel the warm wetness and knowing what she wanted, he obliged by finger-fucking her. It was wild-sitting at a party, surrounded by scads of school teachers, to finger-fuck somebody. Looking around, Burt realized that he wasn't the only one busy. A lot of couplings were taking place-one even in a standing position. That interested him.
Withdrawing his hand from Caroline's cunt, he pushed her away. Then, holding her by the wrist, he pulled her out into the hallway. "Let's fuck standing up," he whispered into her ear.
Caroline, pickled to the toes, giggled.
"I'm ready," she said, and stood with her back to the wall. He stood in front of her and unzipped his fly. He opened the fly of his underpants and out popped a big fat cock. Caroline let out an "Oooooh" and touched the rocket with her fingers.
Burt pushed her against the wall, facing him. He slid her skirt and slip up, exposing the bush of pubic hair. Her slit showed pinkly through the hairs. His cock began to check out that juicy hole, probing and prodding.
Caroline helped him. She bent her knees to spread her thighs. Taking hold of his cock, she tried to guide it towards her vaginal opening, but only succeeded in rubbing it between her vulva. This action excited him. He was glad they were in the hallway where no one could see them.
She put her arms around his neck and pulled herself up, wrapping her legs around his waist. This brought her pussy close to his cock, and also spread the lips of her cunt wide, so that his cock could now enter her big gash which was gaping a welcome to his shaft. Leaning his palms on the opposite wall, he placed the top of his cock against the opening. As he pushed in, forging his way into her warm, dark channel, she squirmed her ass about, moving closer to him and engulfing his gigantic cock into her box completely. She whispered in his ear, "Give it to me, fuck me good."
With her hanging onto him, literally wrapped around him, and squirming around his cock, he began to move his ass in a similar, squirming manner, while, at the same time, moving in and out, but never coming completely out. His palms pressed against the wall, with only Caroline's legs and high heels visible, with an occasional glimpse of her bare ass as it came away from the wall, the screwing continued for a few minutes, only the increased panting of their breathing signifying the approaching crisis. At last they came, shooting their loads together.
Caroline released her legs and straightened up. In doing so, Burt's now spent and empty prick slid out of her. Swiftly, he took his hankie out of his pocket and wiped her cunt of his juices. Then, he straightened up and started to close the fly of his trousers.
Caroline had begun to pull her skirts down.
"Oh, no you don't," called out a voice. Startled, Burt and Caroline turned. Burt stood in front of Carole to protect her. Two fellow teachers were grinning at them.
"Thought you'd get away with it, didn't you?" asked Tim.
"Yeah, we watched the whole thing," said Bob. "That sure was a great fuck."
"Oh shut up," said Caroline. She again started to pull her skirt down, but Tim, pushing Burt out of the way, put his hand on her cunt, catching her by the short hairs and leaning her against the wall. Putting his arm across her chest, flattening her heaving tits, he slid his other hand from her box between her thighs, and said, rubbing her clitoris with his thumb, "How about it, baby? Wouldn't you like to ride my cock, too?"
He didn't give her a chance to answer. He put his mouth over hers and began to tongue her, even sucking her lips into his, all the while his thumb was circling her clitty, rubbing it harder and harder until she felt herself in a frenzy of passion.
Burt wasn't at all angered by the intrusion. After all, this was an office party of sorts-an end-of-the-year thing, where he would never see anybody again more than likely.
Bob, who had been keeping an eye on Burt, decided that he would have no trouble from that quarter. He went over to Tim and Caroline.
"Here, let me help," he said, pulling Tim away. He got behind Caroline. He slid his arms around her, under her blouse, until he had his hands under her tits.
"Pick her legs up," he ordered Tim.
"Okay, but wait a minute." He, too, as Burt had done, unzipped his pants and took out his cock, the equal of Burt's. He seized Caroline by the ankles and lifted her up, with Bob supporting her head against his belly and helping to hold her up by holding her against him with the pressure of his hands under her boobies.
Tim spread her ankles wide, exposing her pussy, now very red and swollen-looking to his gaze. He let out a whistle and said, "Baby, here I come."
Letting his hands move along her legs as he pushed between them, he made his way towards her open cunt. Now he had his hands under her thighs. His prick was making straight for the entrance. He let the head of his cock rest lightly at the opening for a few seconds, enjoying the sight of her pubic hairs over his big cock. Then, placing a hand under each buttock, he thrust that big prick in until his balls were hitting her ass. He banged away into her, his cock touching her womb, with Bob helping by pushing her forward, until at last he came, the fluids of his load spilling onto the floor as his limp cock slipped out of her.
Caroline sighed as Tim let go of her. Bob was still holding her head against his chest. Her titties were touching her chin as Bob's hands were still pushing them up.
"Did you come, baby?" asked Tim, zipping up his slacks.
"No, you big fuck. You came too fast."
Bob leaned over her. He nipped at her nipple. Then he said, "Don't worry, beautiful.
I'll make you come. I'll make your cunt sing."
With a sudden motion, he pulled her up straight and bent her forward. With her skirts rolled up, her cunt was ready. Her ass stuck up, invitingly round and firm. Pushing her head down still lower, he made it possible for her cunt to be visible. Bob unzipped his trousers and took out his gorgeous cock, a drop of moisture hanging from the slit at the tip.
Placing a hand on each buttock, he spread the cheeks, making her bumhole visible. He poked his forefinger into her ass crack and remarked that that hole was too small for his big mother of a cock. Then, he placed his cock between the lips of her cunt and let it rest along its length, letting it get moist from her juices.
"Now," he said. He leaned forward, placed the head of his prick against the entrance to her channel, and putting both hands under her soft belly, pulling her towards him, making her rump higher and her cunt closer, he pushed his cock in. It was so big that he had to screw her slowly. It filled her cunt completely.
Caroline was well stuffed. Bob's cock was not only thick, but it was also long. Soon it was pushing against her womb. She began to moan and groan. She tried to move with him, but couldn't, in the way she was being held, and filled. Bob held onto her.
Her ass was now pushing into his belly, the cloth of his trousers and the teeth of his opened zipper making red marks on the flesh of her buttocks. It was impossible to see if Bob was making any movements. He appeared to be standing still. Suddenly, he began to jerk spasmodically, and groan.
Caroline groaned with him, and finally hung limp, her belly supported by his hands. Bob continued jerking and groaning until he finally collapsed on top of Caroline. They both fell to the floor. Bob's now limp cock slipped out of her with much dismay. His load slowly oozed out of her.
Burt got up and with his handkerchief, cleaned Caroline's cunt. He lifted her to her feet, pulled down her skirts, and waving goodbye to Tim and Bob, led Caroline back to the party.
Burt had a wild summer of fucking. It was one chick after another.
Burt's roommate, Wally, had a looker of a girl. She was gorgeous. Everyone wanted his girlfriend. During a big summer storm, the doorbell rang. Wally went to get the door, wondering what nut would be out in such horrible weather. It was his girl, Judy. She was soaked to the skin.
She was surprised to see Burt home. Burt was never around these days because of his active sex life. He was wearing a robe.
Judy walked up to him and with a quick, unexpected movement, she pulled open his bathrobe. She flicked his cock which became erect promptly.
"Hmmm. I was going to ask you to leave. But I changed my mind. As long as Wally doesn't mind, it's okay with me if you stay. I like your big cock."
Judy removed her wet outer clothes. She moved slowly and thoughtfully. Then, she went into the kitchen. She perched herself on the table. "Can I have some coffee, Wally?" she asked. Wally went to get her some.
Burt stood directly in her line of vision, letting the bathrobe swing open. He was holding his cock in both hands and swinging it as though it were a baseball bat.
Judy started to laugh. "Cover up, stud. Let me have my coffee first. I'm all wet."
"Well, I'll make you even wetter," said Burt, winking at her.
Wally got the coffee and she took a sip. Suddenly, Burt pushed her away. He looked at Wally and said, "Does she wear panties?"
"I don't know, Burt."
Burt lifted Judy onto the table. She was wearing a skirt and blouse. He put his hands under the skirt and began to feel about. Judy was dancing away and pushing at him. He tried to grab hold of her waist and thighs, but he couldn't get above her knees.
Wally stepped in and, finding the opening of her skirt, unfastened it. The skirt fell down and she stood in her slip. You could see by the lines showing through, that she wore something under the slip. Wally pulled it up and held it as high as her waist.
"Well, well, a girdle and panties. That's very bad," said Burt. He started to pull off her panties, which were pink lace. She pushed at him, not wanting to be undressed like this. But the men paid her no heed.
"Now," said Burt, "You don't want these to get torn, do you?"
She didn't as they were expensive. She let Burt take them off.
"What a lovely pussy you have," said Burt as he spread her slit so that the pink lips of her cunt showed. Wally began to roll down her elastic girdle. He had rolled it down until it was at the top of her thighs, her belly rounding out above it, and her ass making a double bulge above it in back. She unconsciously was assisting now by holding her slip herself. Burt had to take his hands away, to get the girdle off. He unfastened her stockings.
"Let's undress her completely," he said. So off came her blouse, and bra and slip, lastly her shoes and stockings.
"Now can I drink my coffee?" she asked.
"Wally, your chick has a one-track mind. You'll get your coffee later," said Burt He lifted Judy on the table and, lifting her feet, placed them, knees bent and spread, with the soles of her feet flat on the table in this position, her cunt was completely open to his stare. He could see her clit, with the wrinkles and folds of her cunt covered with bushy brown hair.
"What a pretty pussy," said Burt. Wally concurred.
Wally got on the table, and, seating himself in back of her, he spread his legs on each side of her. Putting his arms around her, he pulled himself toward her until he was as close as he could get. His cock was pressed against her back. Wally put his hands under her titties and began to knead them and squeeze them.
Wally rolled her nipples between his fingers. They were small and hard, like little buttons. He began to lick and nibble at her ears.
In the meantime, Burt was making an examination of her cunt. He manipulated the clit until it reared itself like a baby cock and grew so sensitive that, soon, whenever he touched it, he could see her vaginal hole contract and expand. Placing two fingers on each side of the hole, he tried to stretch it to look inside. He slipped two fingers in, but, in the position she was in, he couldn't get in too far, but he rubbed them in and out anyway. She began to squeal and roll her ass.
"Give it to me," she cried. "Make me come."
Burt took his prick and placed it against her cunt. Then, putting his hands under her buttocks, he pushed his cock into her channel. She squirmed and wriggled herself forward until she felt his cock all the way inside her. She wrapped her legs around him and held him close.
He could hardly move. But, Wally, still sitting behind her on the table, placed a hand on each side of her hips, high up, and, grasping her firmly, in this manner he moved her back and forth on Burt's rod. Burt held his hands across Wally's back, so that he couldn't fall. Judy was literally sandwiched in between the guys. She had never fucked this way before with two men. She couldn't move herself either. So it was that Wally moved her back and forth, making her ride easier on Burt's cock, until she came, relaxing slowly and with a long sigh. As soon as she shot her come, Burt held onto Wally, crushing him against Judy, and Judy against him. He held on tightly, until, at last, his body jerked and trembled and he spent himself. When he relaxed his hold on Wally, he stepped back and sat down in a chair, letting his bathrobe slip off onto the floor.
"Wow! That was a great fuck!" he said.
Wally, by now, had also let his robe fall to the floor. He was holding Judy, supporting her, as she leaned against him, by keeping his hands under her titties. She could feel his hard prick, swollen and bulging against her rump. He lowered one hand to her crotch and began to stroke it. He felt how slippery it was, from her own juices and from Burt's spendings. He tugged at one tit with his other hand until he got the nipple in his mouth.
As he nibbled carefully at it, he squeezed the lips of her pussy. Soon she began to heave and circle her ass. She was ready for another fucking. He turned her around so that she was sitting astride his thighs and facing him. He lifted her up, pushing her ass up. He slid himself forward more, until he had his big rod right under her ass. Then, he pushed her down, and, carefully probing and prodding his prick until it found the entrance to her cunt, he pushed it in and pulled her down until she was comfortably seated on it.
"Ride it, baby. Ride that cock," he coaxed, while he assisted her in the up and down movement. By holding onto his shoulders, she rode herself up and down, her slippery cunt moving smoothly and rhythmically. Wally was chewing away at the nipple of a titty, trying not to make it sore. Once, it was sore for more than a week, and she wouldn't let him touch her tits. When he felt he was going to come, he rode himself up and down to meet her risings and fallings, and, at last, he spent, his limp prick slipping out of her. She relaxed against him, still sitting astride him on the kitchen table.
It was over. The trio began to eat and they relaxed for a while. Soon, the doorbell rang. It was Marty, who lived in the same building. Wally, Burt, and Judy were all naked and Marty asked if he could join them in their relaxed state.
Judy giggled and said that it was all right. She was still horny for more sex.
Judy had a nightie in Wally's bureau and decided to put it on. It reached to just below her navel and made her look even sexier than when she was nude, with her breasts showing enticingly beneath the flimsy material and her buttocks looking like two white half-moons below.
In the bedroom, the men joined her. Judy was stretched out on the floor, wondering who was going to suck her pussy. She closed her eyes, deciding this time she wouldn't know who was doing it. She felt a pair of legs embracing her and a prick being pushed into her mouth. She knew it was Wally's. She gave it a little nick with her teeth. Wally tickled her tits with his toes. She knew that Marty's head was buried between her thighs because Burt's hair was short and curly and the hairs that rubbed the flesh of her thighs close to her crotch were stiff and scratchy from some kind of hair-dressing.
Judy tried to imagine Marty's cock in Burt's mouth and Wally's hands fist-fucking Burt's cock. But she gave up, lost in her own pleasure that washed over her as Marty's tongue worked expertly and rapidly up and down the length of her pussy, rolling its tip maddeningly around her clit and poking teasingly into her gash. She had to control herself for Wally's prick stuffed her mouth. She had to be careful not to bite it. From what she could feel of the three men's bodies, she became aware that one by one, each stud was coming. At last, Judy, too, came, Marty lapping up her juices.
Burt was hungry for sex with a strange woman-somebody who wouldn't give him a hard time-somebody he'd never see again. He dug picking up strange women in the streets.
Walking along, he saw the perfect catch. A mature woman, maybe in her thirties, pretty, and very respectable looking, carrying some grocery packages. At this time of day, right after lunch, with hubby away and her home empty, many a housewife would be lonesome and ripe for some good honest sex. Such a woman would be easy.
He followed her body with his eyes.
The woman turned the corner, into a street with one-family homes. He noted the trim ankles and rounded ass, neat and well-curved, not too big, not too small. He couldn't see her breasts because they were hidden by the packages. He walked behind her, trying not to look as though he were following her, so he would occasionally consult a small address book and then the number of a house as though looking for a certain place.
Near the end of the block, she started to turn up the walk leading to her house. Burt caught up with her.
"Lady, let me help you. Those packages are too heavy."
Before she could answer him, he put his hands under the packages close to her chest, so that his fingers could size up those mounds. Even through her bra, he could feel that each one would fill his hands nicely and firmly. With that-with those tits-he was sure she was a hot number. He could feel his prick nudging up against his fly.
The woman invited him in to put the packages on the kitchen table. "My name's Burt," he said, setting the packages down.
"I'm Charlotte," she replied as she bent over the table to sort out the objects on it. He could see the valley between her tits and licked his lips in anticipation. As Charlotte began to put the things away, he followed behind her, handing her things. Each time he would press her, or rub up against her, she pretend not to notice his physical contact.
When she was nearly finished and was bent over putting something into the lowest shelf in the refrigerator, her bottom rounded out invitingly under her skirt. He pushed against it and wiggled up against her flesh. He moaned and shoved his hard cock against her ass, leaning over to squeeze her tits. To his pleasant surprise, she wiggled and rubbed her buttocks against his horny prick. She pushed her chest down more deeply against his squeezing fingers.
When she straightened up, she looked at the kitchen clock and said, "We have more than an hour. Let's go upstairs."
Without a word, Charlotte led him up the stairs. Since she was ahead of him, he slipped his hands under her skirt, and helped her up by supporting the rounded cheeks of her ass. She offered no resistance. Indeed, she cooperated by contracting one ass cheek at a time and relaxing the muscles so that the little motion of her wiggling ass made increased his horny desires.
Unlike other women, Charlotte was a cleanliness bug. In the bedroom, as they undressed, she said, "Let's take a shower together."
Charlotte's figure was lovely. Her tits were big and bouncy, now free from her bra. Her nipples rose, a pinkish brown, from" the center of soft, full round melons of flesh. Her belly rounded nicely, slightly full, above her bush hair. Between her well-formed thighs, he could see her wanton sbt.
Burt undressed quickly. He was so impatient that his throbbing cock got caught in his fly. Charlotte laughed gustily and went up to him, knelt down, and rubbed the nipples of her tits against his prick as she loosened his pants. As they fell down to his feet, she gently squeezed his balls.
In the bathroom, Charlotte turned on the shower, adjusting the faucets until the temperature was just right. Putting a shower cap on over her short curly hair, she stepped into the shower, the water bouncing on and off her titties. He joined her, holding her close, letting her breasts press against his chest, his prick prodding at the moist hairs between her thighs. She pushed him away, took the cake of soap, and, working up a lather between her hands, began to soap him all over.
Taking the cue from her, he began to lather her body. With circular motions of their hands, they rubbed the foamy lather all over each other. Charlotte boldly rubbed the deep fissure between his hard ass cheeks, cautiously probing that tight back hole, and soaping under and around his balls, scrubbing the light hairs around his cock, and carefully washing the fold around the tip of his cock.
Meanwhile, he washed the gash between her thighs, squeezing the cunt lips and rubbing her tight clit until it rose up about half an inch. Charlotte sighed.
Spreading her legs slightly, she suddenly placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him down until he was sitting on the floor of the shower stall, his face near her pussy. Charlotte straddled his face until his nose was rubbing up against her crotch. "Suck my cunt," she whispered.
He stuck out his tongue and lapped away at her wet, juicy pussy. As the waters of the shower played over them, he kept running his tongue up and down between the lips of her twat, only slightly aware that she was pressing it harder against his face, until his teeth almost bit her.
As he circled her hard little clit, she began to moan and rotate her ass. As he kept sucking away at her cunt, he jabbed the middle finger of his right hand into her vagina, as far up as he could. Then he rotated his finger while he moved it in and out.
Between the tickling, sensual motions of his tongue and the finger-fucking she soon gave a few spasmodic jerks, and letting out a long, drawn-out moan, she relaxed against his head. Before he withdrew his hand, he could feel her vagina sucking rhythmically around his finger.
He stood up and held up his hand, showing her how red and wet it was. Then he showed her his finger covered with the milky juice of her orgasm. He let the waters of the shower rinse it off.
"Now it's my turn," he said, and pushed her down until his prick was prodding at her mouth. He forced it into her mouth, and while she rolled and circled his prick with her tongue, he made back and forth motions with his ass, literally fucking her in the head.
Soon his motions increased, until he was almost choking her. All at once, he seized her head with both hands hard, and, with swift spasmodic motions, ejaculated his thick juices into her throat, where she had no choice but to swallow his discharge with a gulp. Slowly, without a word, he withdrew his now limp cock. With relaxed motions, he shut off the shower.
They dried each other slowly with big bath towels. Then, they ran into the bedroom.
After resting for a while, Burt, whose hand was resting on Charlotte's titties, fiddling around with the nipple, began to feel his prick grow erect again.
He pushed his hands between her thighs, separating them wide, and squeezed the lips of her pussy. Charlotte sighed and squirmed. "Give it to me now, baby," she said, pulling him on top of her.
Placing himself between her outspread thighs, he guided his stiff cock towards her cunt. Gliding the cockhead along her moist opening to make it slippery with her cunt juice, he entered her love-hole swiftly and expertly, prodding ahead and jamming it full until she was in an ecstasy of pleasure.
As the hairs of his pubic region rubbed against her own, and titillated her clit, she moaned softly. She began to squirm and writhe in a funny way, circling and yet with an up and down motion.
All the while, Burt was going back and forth, with each inward thrust prodding the tip of her cervix, his balls banging against the cheeks of her ass. Charlotte felt as though she were drowning, as warm wave after wave of fulfillment washed over her. As she came, letting her legs relax, he shot his big load into her cunt.
When he withdrew, she could feel his juices flow out of her. Burt got up, and taking one of the towels, wiped her cunt.
She whispered in his ear that he'd better go, that her family would soon be home. Burt showered and dressed and said he'd call Charlotte again, knowing that he'd never see her again intentionally. She knew it, too.
One day, Burt decided to take a long drive into the country. He wanted to be alone. Or so he thought. Those ideas left his head as soon as he picked up a young female hitchhiker along the road. She was dressed in hippie fashion with long, flowing hair, no make-up, knapsack over her back.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"Anyplace you are," she grinned. "It doesn't much matter."
"Hop in," he said invitingly. She did and they drove off. Her name was Maureen O'Brien and she was seventeen years old. Burt wondered if she was a virgin. Naw! No hippie chick was that.
As they chatted in the car, Burt put an arm around her, drawing her close to him. At first she resisted, but since he let his hand stay on her shoulder, she relented and snuggled up against him. He drove one-handed.
Gradually, ever so gradually, he worked his hand from her shoulder until he had it under her arm. She moved a little bit, making it easier for him to get his arm closer to her body, good, he thought. She's not resisting.
Maybe she was just a heavy necker or a cockteaser? Well-whatever-he'd try his best.
She snuggled closer, careful not to interfere with the wheel of his car. His hand at least was able to grasp her tittie through the silky cloth of her dress. He cupped it in his palm, enjoying the bouncing, jiggling, dance it made with the movement of the car.
Gradually, he began to squeeze and knead it. Finding the nipple, he pulled and tugged at it until it rose like a hard little bud and outlined itself through the dress. He shifted his arm until it was pressing against her right tit, and went to work on the left tit, rubbing the nipple until that, too, was visible through her dress. Maureen sighed and snuggled deeper into her seat. Still playing with her boobies, he asked her, in a low, hoarse voice, "Have you any experience?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about," she replied.
"Well, frankly, are you chaste-you know, that is, I mean, are you, well, you know-a virgin?"
"I think so. I'm not really sure."
"What do you mean you don't know. Were you ever laid?"
"If by that, you mean did I ever make it with a cat-I'm not really sure. I've gone with lots of guys. Well, maybe half a dozen. If I liked him, I petted and necked heavily and I let him put his thing between my thighs until a funny thing started to happen to him. He would suddenly jerk back and forth, and his big thing got smaller, and something wet would come out of it and smear over my thighs. Is that what you mean by getting laid?"
Burt laughed. "You are innocent. But before I answer your question, tell me, do you dig me?"
"Oh, yes," she said, pressing his fingers into her breast. She smiled at him. "I'm still afraid of men, really, and I don't want you to think I'm easy and cheap, even though you just picked me up on the road."
"Don't be a child, dear. I just want you to behave naturally."
"What's that?" she said teasingly.
"This," he said. With one swift motion, he removed his arm from her, seized one of her hands, and placed it on his bulging fly. She gasped and removed her hand.
"Come on," he ordered. "Don't be afraid. It won't bite you. After all, you let boys you like put their organ between your thighs. This is fun, too. Try it."
He put his hand back. Timidly, she took her hand away again, and then put it back on his bulging prick until, at last, she grew bold enough to let it rest hard against the stiff bulge.
Burt whispered to her to unzip his fly. She did and helped his cock out through the open fly of his underpants. The prick rose, a mighty weapon, waving slightly back and forth in the air.
"Now hold my prick in your hand. Circle it with your fingers."
She obeyed him and was surprised at how thick and hard it was. A little clear fluid stayed in a glistening drop at the opening in the tip. At the same time, she felt unfamiliar sensations in her own body. A warmth was flooding her belly. Her cunt felt very moist and itchy. Her nipples tingled.
"Now move your hand up and down, like this." He moved it to show her. After a few strokes, he said, "You're hurting me. Your hands are too dry." With a swift, unexpected motion, he pushed her head down against his big mother of a prick. She resisted and tried to pull her head away. But he kept a firm grip on it and pushed down harder, his cock probing and prodding at her face until it found her mouth.
"Come on now," he coaxed. "Open up, and don't bite." Little gurgling noises came from her as she still resisted. "Come on, baby, suck that cock. Remember, I'm driving. You don't want us to have an accident now, do you?" At these words, she stopped resisting.
His cock filled her mouth, almost touching her throat. Experimentally, she ran her tongue around the head of the shaft. Burt kept on instructing her. It was almost impossible for him to move his hips, since he was driving.
"Move your lips up and down the length of my prick and keep on sucking and sliding your tongue around it, faster, faster. Slow up a little. Hold still." Pressing her head down, and holding it firmly in place so that her mouth was completely filled, her nose rubbing against the hairs of his cock, and her chin touching his big juicy balls, he spurted his juice into her throat in short, quick jerks. Still holding the wheel, and keeping his eyes on the road, Burt was quite a head humper, as he emptied his balls down her throat.
Maureen sputtered and choked and finally swallowed the stuff, all the while making little gurgling sounds. Not until his cock had shrunk to a soft, small thing did he release his hold on her head.
Maureen sat up. Her face was very red, and she took a handkerchief from her handbag and wiped her mouth. Burt patted her on the knee. Gently and sweetly, he said, "That was very good. Thank you. I hope you liked my cock. Did you?"
Maureen shrugged her shoulders and said that she wasn't too sure about it.
"Didn't you feel anything while you were sucking my big cock? No pleasurable sensations down deep inside of you?" He pressed his hand against her belly. It was true. She did like it a lot.
Putting his arm around her, he pulled her to him and laid her head on his shoulder and told her to rest. Letting his hand drop onto her lap, he pulled up her skirt and patted her on her softly rounded, lovely thighs, gradually going higher until he was at her cunt. To his surprise, she did wear panties. At least there was a strip of cloth covering her slit.
"What is this thing you're wearing, my dear?" he asked.
She giggled and blushed. "They're bikini panties," she said. However, since it was an awkward way to drive, he put his arm back around her shoulder. Then, unzipping the back of her dress at the neck, he let his arm go around her neck and his hand slip down inside, until he found her naked titties. From the hard, erect buttons of her nipples, he knew she was ready for screwing. She pretended to be asleep, but in reality she felt such thrills going up and down her spine, and a longing in her belly, that she moaned and squirmed. She let her hand rest on his cock voluntarily, holding the shrunken thing gently. At the same time she kissed his cheek, nibbling at his ear.
"You'd better put my cock back and close my fly," he said. "We're going to pull up at this motel we're coming to. You can spend the night with me, can't you?" As he said this, he slipped his hand under her skirt and, through her panties, squeezed the lips of her cunt together. As she opened her mouth to answer him, he pressed his lips on it, and forcing his tongue in, rapidly circled her tongue. She was all lit up with desire, and pressed his hand hard against her slit, squeezing her thighs together.
He released her suddenly. Stroking her ear, he whispered, "Well?"
She nodded in agreement. She said that she'd join him.
Burt asked her if she was hungry and she said she was. They went into the dining room of the motel. When they got to their room, she held out her arms and asked him to dance with her, turning on the radio. He crushed her to him, and with her arms around his neck, and her firm tits pressing against his chest, he placed his hand on her buttocks, his prick, erect again, prodding against her legs. In a slow motion, they gyrated about the room. After a short while, he pushed her away. "Strip," he commanded.
Maureen began to slip out of her dress and kicked off her shoes. She stood before him, in just a bikini, through which he could see her mound, a bush of light brown hair. She began to dance around the room, her arms outstretched, her tits uplifted and bouncing like crazy with every step. In no time, Burt was naked, his cock standing upright. He caught Maureen in his arms and tore the bikini off her.
Slipping his hand into her crotch, he lifted her up that way and threw her on the bed. "Come on, baby," he growled. "My cock can't wait anymore."
Maureen tried to resist. Suddenly, she was afraid. Before it had been boys and she only was into heavy necking. But here was a man, and his big cock startled her as it came towards her. She tried to press her thighs together and to pull away from him. But he spread them wide, and gazed at her lovely pussy.
Wow! She was really a virgin! He could see the membrane of her cherry spreading across her untried cunt hole. Maybe he'd better be gentle with her.
Controlling his own desires, he let his shaft rest against her slit, and putting a hand down into her cunt, found her clitty. Slowly and gently, he pressed and rubbed it. At the same time, resting lightly on her, he seized one tit and kneaded it, while he began kissing her, slowly working her mouth open until he found her tongue. When he felt that she was relaxed, he rubbed her clitoris and the whole length of her slit, until he could tell from her more rapid breathing, and the writhing of her body rising up towards him, that she was getting ready to be screwed. He tickled her clitoris faster and began to nibble her ears very gently. At the same time, he licked the lobes, until she was in a mad frenzy and begged him to put his big cock inside her juicy vaginal hole.
"Not until you say it right," he said.
"What do I say?" she asked.
"The word is fuck, baby. Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Oh, yes, fuck me," she cried. "Fuck me, fuck me." She heaved her ass up towards his cock. He prodded until he found her little hole.
Putting his hands under her buttocks, he held her firmly, until the head of his prick was pushing against her cunt. When he felt her wince, he held her buttocks harder, not letting her pull away, and forged ahead with his cock, feeling the resistance of her cherry tear and give away. She cried out as he penetrated her inside walls.
Despite the pain, such pleasure filled her. She felt as though she were drowning, a tidal wave taking her far, far away. As she became aware of the in and out motion of his cock, pulling out of her, but not all the way out, and then plunging in, his balls slapping against her ass, his big rod prodding her belly, she began to work in rhythm with him, instinctively cooperating.
Soon they both began to stiffen, and were about to come together. Her throbbing cunt sucked at his cock, reluctant to release it as with each spasmodic jerk, the organ became smaller and smaller, until it finally slipped out of her.
Burt, completely satisfied and exhausted, collapsed above her. She let him rest that way for a while, until he began to feel too heavy. Then she rolled him off. As she did so, she felt his cock juice, mixed with hers, flow out of her.
Maureen got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. She noticed the blood stain on the towel as she washed. She felt no regrets about losing her virginity.
Returning to bed, she found Burt asleep. She did the same and they awakened together in the morning. Burt was stroking her lightly and teasingly, and kissed and licked her, letting his tongue stroke every part of her. His hands and his mouth were busy. He left no part of her lovely, luscious body untouched. He examined and kissed every square inch of her.
Shivers of delight ran up and down her spine, as his fingers and tongue stroked her. He let his tongue play around her exposed ear, since she was lying on her side. She kept her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. He stroked the back of her neck, and kissed the hollow at the base of her throat. Lying beside her, he stroked the whole length of her back. With little lapping motions, he licked her along the spine, until he came to the valley made by the cheeks of her ass. As he ran his tongue up and down her crack, he let his hand stroke her breasts and belly. Moving closer, he began to push his erect prick into the crevice between her buttocks, prodding at her asshole. At that, she sat up suddenly. In doing so, she caused him to fall back. His shaft stuck straight up into the air, swaying invitingly. He took her hand and put it on the cock.
"Sit on it," he said, helping her to climb over him. She tried to sit on it, but somehow found it difficult. Every time the tip of his cock touched her vaginal opening, she withdrew.
"It still hurts," she said.
"Well, let my cock slide up and down between the lips of your cunt until it's good and wet. Then I'll show you something else."
She sat on his cock and moved herself back and forth on it, pressing her clit against it. In the meantime, Burt was playing with her titties, cupping them, kneading the flesh, massaging the nipples, until at last she said, "I can't stand anymore. Fuck me, baby. I want you to fuck my cunt."
"Sure, baby. But we'll do it this way."
He pushed her off him, and, getting up, stood by the bed. He pulled her off, too, and standing her on her feet, he bent her head down to the bed until her ass, in that position, stuck up. He spread her legs a little. With his hands, he separated the cheeks of her ass until he could see the open crack. Getting close to her, still spreading her buttocks, he moistened his prick in her wet pussy and began to force it into her asshole. As soon as he had it in a little way, he got his hands under her.
With one hand, he kneaded her belly, and with the other he rubbed her clitoris. He began the in and out movements of screwing her. The tight ring of her anus squeezed his cock hard. It was a funny feeling for her. Except for the thrilling sensation of his fingers on her clitoris, she might have pulled herself away from him. As he kept up the in and out movements, never once letting his prick leave her asshole, the sensations began to be more pleasant for her. She began to relax, sinking against the hand on her belly and giving herself up to enjoying the double sensations of an aroused twat and a stuffed up asshole.
Suddenly, Burt put both hands under Maureen's titties and crushing them hard, squeezed them until they hurt. She felt the spasmodic movements of his forthcoming orgasm. As his ejaculation made his cock smaller, he tried to withdraw. But her muscles held him too tightly. He had to pull away from her.
"Relax your asshole, baby." She listened and his cock was released from its prison.
"You really didn't have an orgasm, Maureen. I'll make you come, baby."
He sat her on the edge of the bed. Putting her feet up, so that her knees were chest high, her feet at the edge, close to her buttocks, he knelt on the floor in front of her. Spreading her cunt lips, he could see a trace of blood around the ragged edge of her cunt, the remains of her cherry. He pressed his thumb against her clit and put his head into her muff, his tongue lapping her wet juicy pussy. Around and around, he rubbed his thumb over her clitoris while his tongue darted along her slit, circling and trying to enter her love hole. At last she came, giving a long sigh as she relaxed. She lay back, his tongue licking up the trickle of milky juice that, mingled with some blood, left a salty, bitter taste in his mouth. He dug it.
"Happy?" he asked her. She nodded, with closed eyes. She was still a little shy.
After resting, they showered and dressed. They took off in Burt's car and he dropped her off at some unknown place. He'd never see Maureen again.
Yes, this next semester at Medina School would be a good experience. He couldn't wait until September tenth.
CHAPTER FIVE
TWITCHY PUSSY
The old house was almost ready to be condemned. Its structure was decaying and there were creaks all over and cracked walls in every room. It was sandwiched between a modern office building and a new hotel and looked strange. But Carol was able to buy it very cheaply.
The bathroom was really in a state of decay. Carol secured the catch on the door and then stepped up closely to her new roommate, Marilyn, and lightly placed her hands on the soft rounded shoulders, beginning to knead Marilyn's skin gently through the dressing gown.
Marilyn was tense and her body trembled at Carol's touch. She swallowed audibly, tried to fight back the fear of the attack which pulsed away.
Carol was softly disengaging her robe, drawing it away from her shoulders and slowly baring her neck and breasts. Marilyn let her arms drop to her sides, forcing herself to relax and submit to the love-making which she knew would eventually occur.
Marilyn answered an ad for a roommate in the newspaper. She was finishing up at school and didn't have much money for an apartment. Marilyn knew that Carol was a dike right away. But Carol offered her the cheapest deal around. In fact, it was the only thing she could afford. She decided to move in and face whatever had to happen.
The older girl, Carol, having unfastened the cord which kept Marilyn's dressing gown in place, now slipped the girl's arm out of the sleeves. She drew the garment away from her body and ran her eyes appreciatively over the white nudity which her hands had revealed, then turned to hang the robe on a hook behind the door.
Marilyn, to busy herself and occupy her hands, which were beginning to shake noticeably, leaned forward over the bath, inserted the plug and turned the hot and cold water taps on.
While she was in this position, her buttocks split slightly, opening the cheeks and revealing the crease which sheltered her back hole.
Turning around once more, Carol was treated to the delightful view of Marilyn's body. The girl's anus was now clearly visible between the parting of her white ass.
Marilyn strained further over the bath to adjust the flow of cold water and, as she bent more forward, Carol could plainly see her pink and partially opened cunt lips which protruded faintly from between Marily's thighs.
She checked out the lithe legs as the girl stretched herself. Marilyn seemed unaware that she was presenting this intimate area of herself to Carol's inspection and this added to Carol's enjoyment of the situation.
Carol felt her breath quickening and the bite of her jeans where they rode up into her crotch grew more intense, as if she had suddenly grown more sensitive around her sex through witnessing Marilyn's vulnerable and peeping apart cunt.
Finally Marilyn straightened up. She turned slowly to face Carol, her eyes and desires.
Carol moved through the steam which was beginning to fill the room and laid her fingers on Marilyn's waist. The girl's skin was so soft, so sleek and white.
She fondled the flesh around the waist, then eased her hands down until they cupped the fleshy hip bones.
"I'd better strip off, too," she whispered. "Otherwise you'll get my sweater and jeans all wet."
Carol was about to remove her hands from Marilyn and unzip her jeans when she felt the girl's fingers moving skillfully on her belt, unbuckling it and drawing the zipper slowly downwards.
Keeping her hands where they were, Carol waited until Marilyn had begun to pull her jeans down over her hips, then slipped her feet together and wriggled her legs until the pants were in a bundle around her ankles.
She stepped out of them and felt Marilyn's hands go around her waist and press into the base of her spine, just above the close nip of her panties. Carol raised her arms and struggled out of her wool sweater, proving to Marilyn that she didn't wear a bra.
Her titties seemed much larger than Marilyn's and the girl studied them with a trace of envy. The curve was exciting to watch, especially when they bobbed up and down, wobbling like jelly.
Marilyn could feel her own nipples hardening with desire and starting to itch as she viewed Carol's lovely body. The points were so stiff and her nipples grew like over-ripe buds.
Impulsively, Marilyn swayed her tits towards Carol's. The girls were different heights, but by straining on tip-toe, Marilyn was able to bring her nipples into contact with Carol's hard buds. Loving rhythmically from side to side, she made her titties brush again and again into Carol's, feeling a glorious thrill each time the pointy buds met one another.
The steady splash of water behind her forcibly reminded Marilyn that the bath must be running over. She stepped backwards and reached out her hand for the taps, reluctant to tear her eyes away from Carol's edible titties.
Sitting on the edge of the tub, she ran her fingers through the water, testing the temperature. It seemed to be fine.
Marilyn lifted one leg up and lowered her feet over the side. She deliberately remained in this position for several minutes so that Carol could feast her eyes upon the open slit of her cunt.
The long gash that peeled apart the inner lips was revealed to Carol's steady gaze. A slick trickle of hot moisture began to stain the front part of Carol's panties as Marilyn's cunt stared at her.
She made no attempt to conceal her wetness. Carol fitted her fingers into the waistband and drew them sensually down, pausing when her panties were halfway over the black patch of her pubic hair to present Marilyn with a highly erotic close-up of a semi-nude lady.
Then, gradually, she raised first one leg and then the other, pulling her crotch soaked briefs right off. The room had grown very hot now and beads of perspiration stood out on Carol's completely naked form.
They ran slowly down from her neck to drop in tiny little puddles between the valleys of her breasts. And, further down, Marilyn could see trickles of condensed air falling over Carol's belly and becoming lost in the bush of her pubic mound.
In beautiful slow motion, Carol began to move closer to Marilyn. The girl felt the naked warmth of her ripe female body close to her and Carol once more placed her hands on Marilyn's shoulders, this time sliding her fingers over the slender upper arms until they were touching the inner swell of Marilyn's tits.
With wonder in her eyes, Marilyn looked down at herself and watched Carol's fingers starting to play with her boobs. They cupped, then raised the big titties. Then, Marilyn felt their weight suddenly disappear as Carol held them firmly in both her hands. Pushing slightly, but meaningfully, Carol urged Marilyn to step right into the bath. And, with the experienced woman-lover still feeling her titties and getting into the water with her, the girl obeyed, letting herself sink up to her shoulders in the all embracing heat of the bath.
Without releasing Marilyn's titties for a moment, Carol positioned herself so that she was kneeling in the water between Marilyn's legs, forcing the girl to draw up her legs and allow Carol's legs to press against her crotch.
Taking up the large sponge with one hand, Carol continued to fondle Marilyn's right tit with the other, rubbing her fingers around the under-water slipperiness of the girl's tits and pulling gently at the rubbery nipple.
Carefully, Carol began to soap Marilyn's shoulders. She worked up a generous lather on the sponge and then used it to coat the girl's skin with foamy suds until the water became a cloudy mass. Then Marilyn leaned forward slightly and rested her cheek against Carol's thigh. The firm sleek muscles, already wet with splashes from the water, felt intimate and inviting.
The older girl was now soaping Marilyn's left tit. She reached under the water with her sponge and gave the tit a long, lingering massage with the sponge, until the nipple rose to a magnificently proud erect stature.
Smoothly, Carol allowed the sponge to slip from beneath her fingers and lose itself in the bath. She replaced it with her hands, using them to give Marilyn the sexiest bathing the girl had ever experienced.
When she had finished the top half of Marilyn's body, Carol urged her to stand up in the tub and allow her to wash the even more desirable lower region.
Marilyn climbed to her feet and stood with her legs well apart, reaching out to the wall to keep her balance.
Carol's hands moved to her legs, her fingers resting just above Marilyn's knees, on the first fleshy part of the girl's ample thighs. She bathed the outside of her legs first. Then she caressed her hands slowly up the limbs, allowing them to pet as far as Marilyn's hips.
When the girl's thighs began to shudder, Carol transferred her delving fingers to the softer, more voluptuous inside of Marilyn's legs, and her thumbs stretched as far to the rear of the girl's thighs as possible.
The tips of her thumbs strayed daringly to Marilyn's cunt lips. They brushed against the entrance and, finally, brought those thumbs right up to the cunt and gently pulled the fat wet lips widely open.
She stared right up into Marilyn's crotch and saw all the way up her hole. She kept the red slit apart with her thumbs and slowly lifted her mouth nearer and nearer to the inviting spot.
Marilyn's eyes were tightly shut, though she could hardly avoid being completely aware of everything that Carol was doing to her body.
Carol now brought her lips to within a fraction of an inch from Marilyn's cunt. From her open mouth, Carol pushed her long, curled tongue out until it dabbed sexily right into her roommate's slit.
It ran gently and lightly up and down the deep length of Marilyn's pussy, then darted wetly to the very topmost tip of the girl's cunt and found the throbbing red clit.
"Oh, no," cried Marilyn as she felt the most tender, the sharpest, most delectable sensation that had ever possessed her, drive like an electric shock through her genitals.
"I can't take it," she cried as her thighs were jerking helplessly, wedged open by Carol's face.
She thrust her hands down on the girl's head and began to beat her palms in frenzy on her tormentor's hair, vainly trying to dislodge Carol's teasing, tantalizing tongue.
Carol ignored Marilyn's blows. She continued to dab her tongue at the juicy cunt which seemed to provoke her to such a frenzied pitch. And she released the lips of Marilyn's cunt, letting the folds fall back around her mouth, her hands around Marilyn's hips until they descended upon the darling's rigid, tightly clenched buttocks.
A few professional caresses at the warm, slippery cheeks and Marilyn's muscles slowly began to loosen, making the globes relaxed and flexible.
Carol coaxed her fingers into the crease itself and, her tongue working over the sprout of Marilyn's clit without pausing, started to fondle her forefinger into the hot center of Marilyn's back hole.
The rear hole was so wet from its immersion in the water that Carol was able to penetrate it without too much difficulty. Her slim finger sank gorgeously into Marilyn's hole, worked its way through the walls of the tight ass flesh, and probed delicately around until it was buried absolutely to its limit.
The bold and rude penetration seemed to quiet Marilyn. She stopped her desperate pounding of Carol's head. Her hands fell onto Carol's shoulders and she was content to grip and knead the rounded curves, her fingernails, however, digging deeply and painfully into Carol's flesh.
Carol gave the inflamed clit one last loving tickle with her tongue and then withdrew. She pressed her mouth tightly against the girl's cunt and began to suck deeply on the outer lips. She pulled the folds of moist, sexy flesh with her teeth and drew them selfishly, greedily, into her mouth.
Gently, Marilyn disengaged Carol's mouth from her cunt and she also slipped her hand behind her and pulled her finger from her ass, drawing Carol completely out of her. Marilyn stepped out of the bath with Carol right behind. Quickly, the chicks rubbed each other down with thick bath towels, then wound them tightly around their bodies and padded softly, hand in hand, to Carol's bedroom, which adjoined the bathroom.
The room was a mess but Marilyn didn't care. She really wanted to make it with Carol. Their bodies pressed and hugged each other tightly, shamelessly. Then their lips met in a long, deep soul kiss, their tongues stealing out and mingling their salivas.
Marilyn dropped her hands to Carol's bottom and fondled the large globes of ass. She could feel the bushy pubic hair straining against her own. The squash of Carol's titties into hers filled Marilyn with a sweet, intoxicating urge to let her body melt completely and mingle forever with her own.
They were in bed. Marilyn's body was beneath Carol's, her thighs had opened and she could feel Carol's fingers plucking at the slit of her cunt, working patiently into the hole.
Marilyn kept one hand on Carol's bottom as she smoothed and rubbed the cheeks, and wriggled the fingers of her other hand between their bodies, as Carol herself had done, until they closed around her cunt.
Her knuckles pressed against Carol's as she sought the door of her roommate's cunt. Gasping, their tongues licked furiously in each other's mouths, their fingers digging into one another's sexes.
Marilyn thrust her forefinger and middle finger deeply into the heart of Carol's opening. Together, they worked through the wet channel of her friend's cunt, rubbing with a rhythmic, fucking action in and out of that tight, secure slit.
Sinking helplessly into delirium, she felt Carol penetrating her own hole, grabbing at the clit, bringing her to a pitch of nervous tension.
Marilyn began to urge her loins up and down in an instinctive mindless tempo of lust, her desire focused on what Carol was doing to her cunt. She started to come almost before she realized that a member of her own sex had triggered the spasm in her much more quickly than normal.
Biting into Carol's lower lip, shaking her head from side to side and forcing the older girl to move with her, Marilyn trembled out her climax, oozing her come all over Carol's fast-working fingers.
Then Carol came all over Marilyn's fingers, the two of them bucking and undulating their hips in rhythmic motions simultaneously.
Marilyn and Carol had many more sexual experiences together. But Marilyn liked to date men, too. Carol became jealous and their lives together were difficult. Marilyn had no choice but to move out. She decided it would be a good idea to leave town. She got a job teaching at the Medina School in Vermont. It sounded ideal. She would just be graduated from school and that would be her first teaching job. It was a month away and so Marilyn had to move into a hotel for a while.
She selected a sleazy one. She couldn't afford much more, and to pay the rent, she started to hook a little. She had no choice.
Marilyn had spent the entire day with Arthur Blackton. They fucked and fucked, and he actually offered to pay for her if she'd be his exclusively.
Arthur put his fingers on Marilyn's big nipples and kissed the large tips. He then slid his cock into her hole and as he began to pump his cock in her, he said, "I love you, Marilyn. I love the way you fuck my cock."
His cock dug inside her cunt and her own body was totally possessed by the rhythm and joy of his thrust.
"Oh, Arthur," she moaned and the more she moaned, the faster his cock pumped away at her insides. Finally she could hardly breathe, the pulse of his cock was so rapid, so all-consuming, so exciting. Arthur kissed her deeply, running his tongue along the inner walls of her mouth, and sliding its long slithering weight down the hot fiery furnace of her throat. "Oh, Arthur," she repeated, as she felt his tongue roll up out of her throat. "Faster, Arthur. Oh, I love your cock. Faster." And Arthur pumped away, and pumped and pumped. "Oh," she moaned and her body heaved and thrust and came. "It's so beautiful," she said as she felt his still erect cock running through her insides.
Instead of getting off her as he came inside her cunt, he kissed her entire body, and washed her thighs with his tongue, and caressed her boobies with his moist, hungry, urgent lips, and he brought his mouth down on her navel and began to suck it.
Then he got on top of her and let his cock sway and rest between her legs, and, as he began to get a semi-hard-on, he began to stick his cock between the lips of her cunt again.
As he stuck his cock up her cunt, she cried, "Arthur, please. Don't go any deeper. You're killing me." Marilyn moaned as he pulled her legs up to her tits and rammed that big cock all the way up the cunt.
"Nothing could kill you. You've got a cunt as long as my giant-sized cock, baby," he said, perspiration falling over his entire body. She was like a bull and it was good to find a chick who liked fucking five and six hours straight. And she was built like a bull, too, so he could get rough and fuck her really deeply and spread her legs wide. Her bush looked like a forest and when he stuck his cock back and forth through the bush, he saw this gauzily red flesh unfolding and clamping his cock, like a fly trap.
Marilyn was big and moist, too, like a machine. She took in cocks and really lubricated them, sucking them into her cunt fiercely.
He loved to jab her cunt and he raised her legs up some more. Then he pulled out and jabbed her chunky ass. Unlike most women, Marilyn's hole was big and wide open, waiting for his cock to slide all the way up.
"That's nice, baby," she moaned. "Oh, wow! Let me roll over and take it dog style."
"Hurry up," he ordered as she got on all fours, her big ass up in the air, and her cunt wide open underneath. Arthur couldn't make up his mind which to stick first, the big asshole or the big, juicy cunt. As his cock hit, it passed right through her cunt lips and his big cock went right up that hole.
Arthur's mind soon wandered to those little girls he met when he went to school in London.
Arthur used to wait in the hallways of buildings for school kids and then he'd pull them over to the side and he'd say, "Hey, how about giving me some pussy?" He would watch the girls look at each other and they would giggle and then look at him. Then, he looked down at his crotch where his prick bulged and the girls would look down there, too.
"You won't tell our mothers, will you?"
"No, I won't tell if you let me have some pussy."
The little girls would whisper things to each other and then they would follow him to some dark corner of the hallway or maybe into an open cellar where he could raise their skirts and take turns licking their moist little pussies. He was only about twenty then, and fourteen and fifteen year old girls used to feel good about being approached by a man of twenty who wanted to play with their pussies.
At first he used to just finger-fuck and tongue-job them. But slowly, he began to ram his cock up their asses, and then he used to make them open their cherry cunts, but always they had done everything else with him, and they were curious as well as frightened of going all the way. After the first fuck, they could come back for more, and he used to tell them that he wouldn't make them pregnant because he was sterile. It seemed like a logical explanation.
But then one girl, Mandy, thought she was pregnant. She didn't know for sure, but Arthur didn't like it. He decided to wrap her in chains and gag her mouth for kicks. Then he lifted her little dress and pulled down her thick white cotton panties, and he poked his finger up her cunt as she squirmed and wiggled. Arthur was no longer bored with her.
Soon he was on top of her and his cock began to ram its way up her cunt. He saw tears and terror in her eyes, and, after he came, he unloosened the chains but kept her ankles and hands tied. He crouched down and put his ass over her mouth and little Mandy began to lick his asshole.
Arthur met her for five or six days and used the same technique. She learned how to really lick ass. She was so good that Arthur's cock used to get erect and climax just from the ass-licking itself. As soon as he was ready to come, he would grab his cock, push her flat on the floor, and make her open her mouth, so that the come would squirt right down into Mandy's throat.
Then he could make her lick up his cock and balls, and then he would push her head back into his ass, and if she rammed her tongue up his ass hard and long enough, he would become erect again. He would fuck her so good and strongly that she would forget about the fact that she might be pregnant.
He disappeared from that neighborhood and never really found out if she were pregnant. He didn't care to find out.
As he thought about little Mandy, he continued to fuck Marilyn. He thrust it hard and fast, giving it to her all the way. Finally, he couldn't hold out any longer. His body stiffened and soon he spilled his cock juice into her cunt as she bucked her body against his, trying to get out all the liquid, trying to get the most out of the act.
Marilyn turned down Arthur's offer. She wasn't really interested in him. But, as she slept, she rubbed her fingers down into her pussy, feeling the wetness of her hole. She thought of all the beautiful men and women she fucked.
In three days, she was off to Medina School in Vermont. Marilyn wondered what would meet her there. A whole new life. New people. Would there be any men to fuck and suck? She knew there would be plenty of women around to have sex with. But Marilyn liked variety now. She knew that Gayle Medina was a dyke. It was obvious when they first met. Gayle asked her very leading questions when she was interviewed for the job. Marilyn was very careful to answer her properly and turn Gayle on. But she was careful and cool.
Marilyn thought Gayle to be very attractive and wanted to eat her cunt at some time during the forthcoming year. Marilyn knew that Gayle felt the same way about her.
Come to think of it, Gayle reminded Marilyn of a girl she once knew, Tammy. Tammy was a model and Marilyn tried to get some work this summer to support herself while she was going to school.
Tammy and Marilyn shared the same dressing room at one fashion show. Tammy was asked to come back the next day and Marilyn wasn't.
Tammy tried to cheer her up and said, "You won't have any trouble. I'm sure of it. You've got a great body."
Marilyn was wearing only brief panties and her bra. Tammy was giving her the once-over and Marilyn felt a little self-conscious. The hair on her pussy showed plainly through the flimsy silk.
"I wish I looked the way you do," Tammy said.
"You look okay to me," said Marilyn. "You've never seen my figure." "I'll bet it's great."
"I'll slip off my dress and show you. But I want you to be honest with me."
Tammy slipped out of her dress. Her small boobs pushed out sharply beneath the tight bra. She had a cute little ass which showed up plainly under her silk panties as did the dark "V" of crotch hair.
"There's nothing at all wrong with your figure."
"You're just being kind," she said, unhooking her bra. "Look how small my tits are."
Marilyn glanced at the small titties which weren't out of keeping with Tammy's slight figure. Before she could speak, Tammy flung herself sobbing on the studio couch.
Marilyn sat down beside her, cradling her in her arms, feeling the firm pointed tits against her bare skin. She talked to the girl, calming her and patting her arms.
"I'll never be a real woman," said Tammy.
"Oh, stop that," Marilyn said, rubbing her hands over Tammy's hips and across the plump little cheeks of her ass. "You've got a cute little bottom and that's not all."
Marilyn moved her hand across Tammy's thigh and touched her crotch. She felt the hair under the panties. A thrill ran through her. The girl was beginning to turn her on. She felt the fair warm flesh against her. Then she pressed her fingers gently against the silk, rubbing the outside of the girl's warm cunt.
"I'll bet you've got a cute little pussy that boys would just love to see."
"Thanks a lot," said Tammy. "But don't be so patronizing."
"Come on. Why don't you stand up and take off your panties and show me your pussy? Or, are you ashamed?"
"Not with you," she replied.
The slender girl stood up and slid her sheer panties down. Marilyn pulled the girl down on her lap, the young warm ass against Marilyn's crotch. Marilyn hugged Tammy with one arm. with the other, she fondled one of Tammy's peaked titties.
"You must think of yourself as attractive. A boy would love to have you like this."
Marilyn's hand slid down the girl's stomach and she fingered the dark curly bush. "I bet your little pussy is very tight and hot."
She could tell that Tammy was getting aroused. Marilyn's fingers worked between the girl's legs. Tammy opened them a little. Marilyn's fingers rubbed against the smooth, warm lips of Tammy's cunt with one finger forcing its way between the tight split. Tammy squirmed as Marilyn's finger slid inside and began to tickle her.
She began to finger-fuck the girl, slowly, surely. She tickled the girl's clitty and felt the tight, hot box begin to get juicy.
"Do you really think a boy would like me?"
"Of course," said Marilyn, her finger working in and out.
"But I'm a virgin and I'm so scared."
Marilyn understood. She wanted to put Tammy at ease and at the same time, satisfy her own appetite which grew sharper. She could almost taste the warm juice of the young pussy.
"There are lots of things a boy would want to do with a cute chick like you, Tammy."
"Like what?"
"Lean back and I'll show you."
Tammy lay back on the couch. Marilyn put one of the girl's legs behind her and let the other foot rest on the floor. With her legs straddled, the girl's pussy gaped a little.
"A boy would want to look at your cute little cunt and play with it."
Marilyn opened the tight slit and fingered it. Tammy began to squirm and wiggle her plump, small ass. Marilyn massaged the white, feverish thighs.
"Oh, Tammy, you're so sexy and lovable. A boy would just love to see you like this. He would probably want to get down and lick you."
"I wish you were a boy," said Tammy. "Why?" asked Marilyn, tickling Tammy's cunt.
"I'd just love to be licked." "Would you like me to show you what it's like?"
"Oh, yes."
Leaning, Marilyn kissed Tammy's white, smooth thighs. The girl smelled of sweet soap and warm flesh and young pussy. Marilyn stared at the pink, hairy crotch.
The taut thighs were spread wide. Her plump little cheeks spread, showing her asshole. And above it, the hairy, young cunt was already wet. Marilyn kissed the girl's cunt, loving the silky hair against her face. The soft pussy lips squished against Marilyn's mouth. She licked up and down and over the young juicy cunt.
Tammy was wiggling and whimpering. Marilyn opened the tight lips and thrust her tongue in. Tammy began to moan loudly. Marilyn made the girl twist and writhe as she licked her. Her tongue found the girl's small ditty and she tongued it. While she licked it, lapping up the girl's juicy cunt, her hands reached up and played with the titties.
She moved her hands down and under the round, plump ass. Lifting a cheek in each hand, she brought the hairy spbt nearer her face and her tongue and lips slurped and sucked.
Tammy was almost bucking beneath her. The girl was whimpering and her breath was fast and furious. She grabbed Marilyn's head and twisting, writhing, she came in spasms as Marilyn's hot tongue prolonged the pleasure. At last, Marilyn lifted her face from the juicy cunt.
"Oh, yes," cried Tammy. "It feels so good."
"I'm glad to be the one to make you enjoy your own body," said Marilyn.
Marilyn stood up and unhooked her bra. Tammy stared at the bulbous, hard-nippled tits. Marilyn slipped her panties off and sat down on the other end of the couch, one leg on the floor, the other perched on the sofa. She wanted Tammy to have a good view of her hot, wet cunt. Rising up, the girl stared at it. Marilyn rubbed the slick lips with her fingers.
"I don't want to embarrass you, but when my pussy gets hot and wet, I like to play with it."
Marilyn eased a finger inside her itching cunt. She liked exposing herself in front of the girl. Tammy stared at Marilyn's crotch, licking her lips.
"You are so sexy, Marilyn," said Tammy.
"Do you really think so?"
"Oh, yes. I'd just love to-" "To what, Tammy?"
"To lick your pussy," she said quickly.
"That would be nice. I'd really like you to eat my cunt."
Tammy moved to her. She eased herself between Marilyn's legs, first fondling and kissing her big tits while she rubbed her wet pussy against Marilyn's. Marilyn liked the hot young girl between her thighs.
Tammy slipped down, tonguing Marilyn's belly button. Down further, she began kissing the hair and finally Marilyn's pussy. Tammy seemed hungry for it and her mouth and tongue slurped and sucked, covering Marilyn with juice.
Marilyn stretched her legs wide, hunching toward Tammy's face. The girl licked her cunt like a young pro. Tammy clutched Marilyn's ass and Marilyn watched Tammy's tongue lick hungrily at her cunt.
When Marilyn quivered and began to come, Tammy's sucking mouth thrilled her, making her writhe against the girl's face and clutch her hair.
Marilyn didn't know why Tammy reminded her of Gayle Medina. They just had a similar look-that was about it. Oh well-it was on to Medina School. At least it would be a wholesome experience.
CHAPTER SIX
PISTOL-PACKING PUSSY
Gloria Damon looked around her living room. The furnishings were hardly lavish but the place had its own personality. It had style. She hated giving it up and moving to Vermont to teach at the Medina School, but it was time to split the New York scene.
Her phone rang. It was a girl wanting to sublet her apartment for the year. She was going to be over soon. Gloria really wanted to make a good impression on the prospective person. She decided to shower and went into her bedroom, dropping her blouse on the double bed. She started the shower going and came back to stand before the full length mirror in the small bedroom.
Wearing only a bra and brief panties, she liked her body. Her breasts were large and pointed, the dark nipples thrusting against the sheer cloth.
Unhooking the bra, she freed her ample titties and passed her hands over them. Beneath the silk of her panties, the dark hair could be seen. The other hand slid down her stomach, gliding over the short hair. A tingle rippled her body. She patted herself gently between the legs, thinking about that mysterious place men loved so much. They were always talking about pussy and cunt. She had even overheard her younger brother talking about how he liked to eat it.
Naked, she walked into the bathroom, adjusted the shower and let the lukewarm water trickle all over her. She sighed loudly, stretching out her arms to the luscious water. The spray tickled her nipples until they began to swell. She soaped her smooth big breasts good, her hand squishing warmly and slickly around the globes. With an eager soapy hand, she groped down across her flat stomach, spreading her legs slightly. Slowly, she massaged the slick feverish inner parts of her thighs.
She liked her body and she liked the boy, Drake, who taught her about life. It was almost two months ago that Drake had been drafted. She hoped that he wasn't sent to Vietnam. She began to reminisce about their last night together.
Drake had held her very close. After a few drinks, she had responded to the warm elastic feel of his body. His hard thighs pressed against hers and she could tell that he had an erection. She loved the firm warmth of his prick against her.
Drake and Gloria dated in high school. In their senior year, Gloria let him unfasten her bra and admire and fondle her tits. Finally, she let him remove her panties and, more than once, his gentle fingers had driven her wild with desire.
But, the last night before he left for army duty, they drove off, top down, into the country. Drake took his shirt off for it was a warm night. She loved to snuggle against him and it felt even better when he wasn't wearing a shirt.
Drake's mouth found hers and she swooned against his thick, warm rubber lips. His tongue slipped slowly into her mouth and she squirmed closer. As his juicy tongue slid hot and slickly in and out of her mouth, his fingers unbuttoned the blouse. She let him take off the bra and his fingers fondled her titties. After a while, his hand moved under her skirt.
Gloria opened her legs slightly, loving his touch pressing against the crotch of her panties. The fingers slipped beneath. His breath came fast against her neck as he rubbed lightly against the hair and then found his way between the thigh split.
She loved the way his fingers caressed her pussy and she squirmed. At his urging, she raised up slightly and let him pull down her panties. He pushed up her dress until it was around her waist.
It was strange the way the sight of her pussy affected him. He just loved looking at it and touching it. It was like he couldn't get enough of the sight of it.
In the bright moonlight, she watched him explore her fully. He opened the lips of her pussy and pushed his finger in. Oh, how good it felt and she moved down on it. Bending, he closed his mouth around one of her nipples and began to tongue it. He knew just what to do to drive her wild. As her excitement grew, Drake began to unbutton his pants.
"Don't Drake. I'm scared of that," she said.
"Come on, baby. What in hell are you afraid of? I dig you."
He seemed to be disappointed. Then, suddenly, his hand began to move between her legs again. At least she could allow him this much. She spread her legs as his finger moved deeply inside of her. Faster and faster the finger moved, and she began to hunch to meet it. She felt great and didn't want him to stop. His finger found the little button of flesh-her ditty-which made her squirm all the faster.
At last, she felt her breath spill out quickly and with a fury. She collapsed against him, her juicy lower lips pressed tightly against his fingers. Her body jerked and wiggled until at last she was calm. "Oh, Drake," she said, as she nuzzled his chest.
Below, in the full moonlight, she noticed his half-unbuttoned pants. Beneath the tight white shorts, she could see the bulge and length of his cock. Drake rubbed it with his hand and then took her hand and placed it between his legs. She liked the feel of it beneath the cloth, firm and warm and big. Drake hunched slightly, moving himself against her hand.
Quickly, he raised up and before she realized it, he had pulled his shorts and pants down. She was staring at his hard cock, stretching out before her. It looked so clean, the color deep with a large pink head all swollen and smooth. Drake spread his muscular, hairy thighs. His balls hung down, full and round between the cheeks of his ass.
Drake took her hand and placed it on his hard prick. It felt so good and strange. She could feel it throbbing beneath her fingers. "Take it in your hands and play with it, baby," he said.
Gloria was a little frightened. Once she had a dream about being raped by a werewolf! And she saw a big cock staring at her in the dream-just like Drake's. But, as her fingers explored Drake's big cock, her fear almost disappeared. He was so gentle with her. She couldn't imagine being hurt by him. His lips pressed against her ear. He whispered into her ear, telling her how to hold it tight and work the skin back from the large pink head. She knew from overhearing her brother that this is what boys called jerking off. She wanted to do it for him. She loved the smoothness of it-the warmth-the urgency.
"That feels so great, Gloria," he said, as she rubbed his cock. Her hand covered only half of it. And as he urged her on, she moved faster, faster until his cock seemed to grow even bigger. "Don't stop, baby," he cried. "I'm going to come."
Gloria shared his excitement as Drake's thigh muscles bulged and tightened. He began to moan against her as he hunched his prick against her hot working hand.
Suddenly he made a wild moan and hunched his ass off the car seat. As she watched, the white sticky fluid spurted from the swollen pink head. It kept spurting as her hand kept working. He was like a magic fountain and she kept on until his come dripped from her hand and his stomach. Now, standing in the shower, Gloria regretted that that was the only memory she had of him. Yet, it had been better than nothing.
Her hot soapy hand played between her legs. She imagined that Drake was there, playing with her nice warm cunt. She spread her legs as her fingers spread the juicy thigh lips. It was beginning to feel fabulous, when suddenly she heard the door bell. Gloria quickly hopped out of the shower and greeted the prospective tenant. Her name was Betty Reynolds. Betty was a tall, blonde girl, a little on the thin side, but very pretty. She had the breezy look of a fashion model.
Betty loved the apartment and wanted to sublet it. But, there was one problem. Betty had no place to live until September 10-the day Gloria was leaving for Vermont. Gloria said that she'd be happy to have Betty stay with her. She thought it would be nice to have some company. Besides she wouldn't go fucking around so much-like she did when Drake left.
From the time he left, she was really miserable about not giving it to him. So, she decided to fuck everybody else she met. Like the sailor she met in Washington Square Park. He followed her around the Village. She decided to go to a movie, entered the lobby of the theatre, and bought a coke. When she glanced up, the sailor walked in.
Gloria couldn't understand why he hadn't approached her before. Maybe he was the kind of guy who got his kicks from the movies. Gloria remembered a very cute guy in high school who was painfully shy with girls. One afternoon, he sat two seats away from her in the movie. In the middle of the flick, she looked at him. His cock was sticking right up out of his pants and he was jerking off.
She sat in the back row of the almost empty theatre. She wasn't surprised when the sailor sat down beside her. He kept looking at her and rubbing between his legs. She couldn't help but notice the big basket. She was sorry she wasn't in her apartment with him. He began to whisper in her ear. "You're a groovy chick. You've got a great ass and nice titties. I'd like to fuck you, baby. I'll bet you've got a hot little pussy."
Gloria felt his knee against her thigh. Despite his crude clumsiness, she was a little turned on. He kept rubbing his crotch and whispering. "How'd you like to suck my big cock?"
She tried to ignore him, but he continued. "It's really big and hot. I bet you'd dig sucking me off and getting a mouthful of come." Finally, she looked at him and said, "Maybe I would, sailor. But not here." She gave him her address. "Don't bother unless you're serious," she added.
Gloria left and went straight home and mixed a drink. She thought it was kind of foolish, bothering with guys like that. But he was handsome and virile. Reaching under her skirt, she rubbed her pussy. Maybe he really did have a nice big cock.
Gloria had a drink and soon her buzzer sounded. He had followed her. He seemed a little embarrassed and she made him a drink which he drank quickly. Gloria was sitting beside him on the sofa. The sailor's uniform fit him like a glove. He had the aura of crude male sex about him. His crotch bulged with his male virility. Soon, he put an arm around her and began feeling for her tits.
"Say, did you mean what you said in the movie theatre?"
"Maybe," she answered coolly. "I dig broads who like to suck cock. I haven't had a good blow job in weeks."
"Why don't you get comfortable?" she asked. "Take off your shirt."
He slipped out of his top and T-shirt. His chest was massive, like his shoulders. The lean stomach was ribbed with muscles. Gloria took off her blouse and bra and cupped her large titties in each hand. "Yeah, you're okay, baby, okay. I dig you," he said.
He pulled her down beside him and fondled and kissed her tits and began to suck hungrily on the nipples. Then, he pulled her roughly against him. She could see his cock straining under the cloth of his pants. He took her hand and put it on the large outline. She began to rub it and squeeze it with her fingers. "That's the way, baby. You like them big, don't you?"
Gloria just grinned at him as he unfastened his pants and undid the button. Through a gap in his boxer shorts, she could see a nest of glistening blond hair and the base of his swollen cock.
"Take it out. Get a good look. I've got a great big prick just ready for you to lick and suck, baby."
Gloria unsnapped his shorts and fished out his warm stiff cock. It was certainly big all right, the biggest she had ever had in her hand. She gripped it and slid the skin back.
"Oh, baby. You're gonna love my hot cock. I shoot a really big load and I want you to suck it all."
Gloria pulled his pants and shorts further down. He was so eager that Gloria wanted to give him a good time. And she was beginning to like the taste of a big hot cock. Holding it like an ice-cream cone, she began to lick it as he squirmed beneath her. When she began to suck that cock, it was so big that she could only take about one-third of it in her mouth. But it was really hot and she started going further down to it. He went wild.
"Oh, baby, eat my hot cock. That's the way. Oh, you're doing great, baby. Suck me off good, baby. Make me come."
Using her tongue, and playing with the big pair of balls which hung down, Gloria concentrated on his huge throbbing cock, and drove him up the wall. In a short time, he gripped her head, groaning, and began to come. He shoved it so far into her mouth that she was afraid she'd choke. And it kept spurting so much juice that she had a mouthful which she swallowed as her lips continued to work around his slick spurting cock.
Gloria stood up and took off the rest of her clothes and helped him out of his. His body seemed huge and muscular. Even his limp prick looked powerful as it dangled down over his oversized balls.
The sailor lay On his back and had Gloria kneel over his face, her head turned toward his feet. He grabbed her hips and pulled her hot cunt down on his face and began to lick it. Wow! He certainly knew how to eat cunt and she wiggled her pussy as he lapped her good. As she wiggled, he worked his tongue between the cheeks of her ass. His long hot tongue licked with long swipes between the plump cheeks and slurped her asshole.
His cock was beginning to stir and he began playing with it as he sucked her cunt and ass. As his cock grew larger, he started jerking it off and it made him suck her pussy all the harder as she cried and soon she began to come, squishing her oozing pussy all over his face. He had Gloria lay down, and he eased his big hard cock up between her tits and rubbed the throbbing head against the stiff, velvet-like nipples.
Gloria began to stare at his hairy, animal crotch with the huge swollen cock sticking out and the full round balls dangling between his thick, hairy thighs.
He eased the crotch closer until he was straddling her face. He asked her to lick his balls and his asshole while she jerked him off. Gloria liked the feel of his heavy, smooth balls against her tongue and the hair tickled her lips. They seemed so big and round as she ran her tongue over them.
With his legs straddled, the cheeks of his ass spread wide and she could get her tongue deep in his gaping asshole. It was hot and slick and as she sucked it, her hand closed around his big throbbing cock. It was really a handful and she began to jerk off his tremendous cock as her tongue buried itself in his hot ass.
The sailor had her stand up then and lean over with her hands on the sofa. She felt his big hot cock enter her from the back and it almost took her breath away. He began to fuck her hard and it seemed like she was full of prick. "Oh," she cried, "it feels so good. Give it to me, baby."
It went in deep, right up to his man-sized dangling balls. Gloria felt herself reaching a climax and began to squirm around his slippery hard cock as his hot come spurted into her, more and more, until it trickled down her leg.
Before he left, he had taught her several new positions for fucking. Gloria gave him her phone number and told him to call her the next time he was in town. She dug balling him-a total stranger. But why did she give it to him and nothing to Drake, the cat she really loved?
Gloria picked up a new guy all the time.
There was Ronald, the salesman, who she began to fuck often. Ronald reminded her a little of Drake and so she liked to be with him.
One night, Gloria lay close to him in the rumpled bed. The sheets barely covered her lush body. Her hair was in disarray and her face was glowing with desire, her eyes half-closed. Gloria leaned up and the sheet fell away, revealing the pink-tipped erect little nipples.
"I want you so much," she said to him. "How about a little action?"
He began to kiss her and rolled over to her on the bed. The sheet fell away, leaving them both naked. Gloria glanced down at his exposed cock. Her eyes feasted on it.
"Oh, darling," she said. "Your cock looks good enough to eat." She began to caress his organ with her wanton fingers.
"Come here, chick," he said as he moved closer to her.
Ronald took Gloria into his arms. Their lips fused in a deep tongue-stabbing kiss. Gloria sucked heatedly on his tongue as it drove deeply into her willing mouth. Slow heat from the deep kiss and the rubbing of their naked bodies started budding in both of them. Their arms tightened about each other. Their tongues darted and probed. Suddenly, Ronald felt her hands slipping down his back, gripping his buttocks, pulling him down on top of her body. The fever of their kiss built quickly. Ronald felt her hard, stabbing nipples jabbing against his chest and his desire began to flame up higher. Then, he felt one of her hands reach up to pull his head down to the urgent, swaying fullness of her titties. His tongue flicked out and began to lave the hard, taut, rosy, straining nipples, making her moan.
"That's it, baby. Suck my titties. Eat them up, baby. I love the way you suck them," she sighed as he kissed her hot titties. "Yeah, suck on them lover. Oh, I love the way you suck my tits. Oh, baby," she hissed in her desire for Ronald's body.
As he hungered over her heaving tits, he felt her hand slip between their naked bodies, over the rolls of flesh at his stomach, down, down, until she expertly found and gripped his naked, throbbing hardening cock.
"Oh, that's it, baby. Just suck me off," she cried.
Ronald breathed deeply as he sucked on her nipples, his tongue tracing circles around the hard, straining tips. He gasped as her hand gripped and caressed his hard cock, massaging expertly his swollen flesh. Hot sensations swept over Ronald. They were both drowning in the mountain wave of desire. She was responding to him feverishly. One of her hands worked over his back and ass, the other caressing his big swollen cock.
"Oh, Ronald. I want you so much. I need you to fuck me with your big mother of a cock. It's so nice and hard now. I'm ready for you, Ronald," she breathed heavily.
And she was ready. As their bodies pressed and rubbed together, his mouth devouring her breasts, her hand jerking up and down on his cock, he moved one of his hands to her trembling thighs. He teased his fingers over her creaming hill of love. Her cunt lips were damp and moist. His fingers gently, teasingly, spread apart the lips of her pussy, flicked through the soft, hairy mound. Like a teasing sword, his forefinger plunged into her abyss.
"Oh, Ronald. It feels so good," she sighed, bucking her hips as his fingers teased over her creaming pussy lips. Her fingers, in a closed tight circle, fondled feverishly up and down along his long, thick prick.
His finger flicked in and out between the pink slit, making Gloria jerk her hips spasmodically. She spread her hips and thighs farther apart, to better accommodate his teasing finger-fucking. He was an expert at sticking it all the way up her cunt.
Gloria shuddered involuntarily in reaction to the sexual stimulation. She wormed her hips until she felt his fingers bury themselves all the way into her hot vagina. She felt the rub of his hand over her erect, tingling clitty. She heaved her ass, urging his finger to probe deep into her cunt. She began to moan with pleasure as the finger slid in and out of the cunt-slowly, making her squirm her hips in equal rhythm.
Then, with a deep animal groan, Gloria kicked her legs wide apart. She pulled Ronald down on her, his hairy body covering her pink, glowing curves. His hips drove forward, hard, and his huge erection thrust its way up into her moist, well-lubricated passage-way. His cock slid deeply into her upturned pussy, jabbing into it without mercy. She laced her legs high up around her waist, pulling him down into her with strength and urgency.
"That's it, Ronald," she moaned. "Give it to me, baby. Oh, I love the dynamite way your cock feels inside me. I love it. It feels oh so good. Oh, fuck me baby. Hard and fast. Oh, Ronald. Oh, Ronald, I'm burning up, baby."
"Oh how I love to fuck you, Gloria," he cried, panting, as he drove his hips forward, impaling her on his driving erection.
Gloria tossed under Ronald's pressing body. His hands cradled her heavy, heaving white mounds. She loved the way his cock poked in and out of her heat-drenched pussy. She quivered beneath him, giving him full access to her pink, creamy slit of desire. Her tits, swollen with passion, heaved as she bucked her body wantonly. She labored and gasped and squirmed her ass mightily, grinding her pussy up to meet the jabbing thrusts of his spearing prick.
His lips hungered for her swollen nipples, and he sucked them, turning her on full faucet. Gloria surrendered her body to him. His relentless cock crushed apart the tight, elastic grip of her pussy lips, driving deeply. His red prick slipped, dripping with pussy juice, burying and withdrawing itself from the hot, tight tunnel of her vagina.
Gloria sobbed and squirmed her buttocks round and round, trying to capture every delicious jab of his cock more fully. She tried to envelop, enclose every inch of his speeding cock as it drove in and out of her hot juicy pussy. Her cunt took every inch of his big cock completely. She thought she could feel the hard knob of that big mother cock spearing up into her trembling belly. She loved every thrust-every single moment.
Her gash was passion personified, pink and covered with cream as the cock fucked it. Ronald bucked faster and faster over Gloria, and she sobbed and drove her hot hole at the cock that was taking her so expertly and hotly.
They were flowing together in familiar unison, her thighs, strained far apart, open to receive completely the hot thrust of his cock. The bed springs began to creak under their twisting, thrashing bodies as they feverishly fucked one another. Both of their bodies were tense with action. She clutched him closer with her eager arms and thighs and gripping pussy lips.
His slippery organ, throbbing and slick and dripping, thrust in and out. His gigantic cock was buried deeply up in Gloria's squirming pink grasping hole. His cock sunk in to the balls. The balls slapped against her heaving ass. To the hilt, he buried his erection, his balls swaying and slapping against her wet cunt. Gloria moaned and Ronald groaned as they fucked with expert rhythm, panting and heaving at one another. She undulated her lush body and circled her ass with a fury as he fucked her madly. She was in the grip of supreme rapture, as he was. Her titties danced as she tossed in tempo with the cock that screwed her so fiercely, so unceasingly. She loved the way it rammed her cunt in and out-that big cock driving mightily with each thrust.
Both of their gyrating bodies were glistening with perspiration as they exerted themselves to their fullest. Tiny beads of sweat trickled down in the deep valley between her heaving breasts. She bit down hard on her lip and cried out as he jabbed hard, faster and faster. His cock was speeding and dipping wetly between her surging, clinging pussy lips. She cried out lewd encouragement and he lashed her with his huge prick. She ground her buttocks in wild need, screwing her cunt round and round, giving extra friction to their mating. Gloria loved the way Ronald fucked her cunt. She heaved her body, lifting him up as he drove madly over her. Little pellets of moisture drained in the tight hole of Gloria's grinding ass. Her thighs strained, clutching Ronald in even closer.
"Fuck me, you beauty. You beautiful stud. Oh, fuck me," she cried as tears of joy trickled down her fevered cheeks. "Jab me good and hard. Ah! That's the way. Faster! Faster! I'm on the edge. I'm going to come. Faster!"
"I'm going to come, too," he said hoarsely, as he worked over her.
Ronald buffeted her on the squeaking, shaking mattress, his swollen cock fucking her cunt with blinding speed now.
Suddenly, Gloria screamed. She rolled her head from one side to the other, caught in the grip of the beginning of her climax. Ronald moaned as he began to feel his own climax nearing swiftly. Gloria screwed her ass cheeks close together and heatedly screwed her pussy up and around. She screamed again and again, in the middle of her climax. Ronald's pulsing cock began to finally spurt out its white jets of come.
His cock spit thick jets of sperm deep into her clasping, pulsing vagina. Gloria's trembling buttocks ground and contracted and heaved as her own orgasm smashed over her. Gush after gush of his white come spurted into her box. Thick, white liquid began to ooze from Gloria's cunt as she squeezed it tightly on his discharging cock.
Her ass heaved wildly and her thighs were wet with come. Her pubic hair furrowed around her creaming slit was soaked and matted. His cock continued to maul her climaxing cunt, shooting oodles of come deep into her clutching cunt.
And then, slowly, the ripples of climax began to subside and his cock began to deflate inside of her. Gloria had nearly passed out from the intensity of her finish. She had given her all and he had taken his all. She was exhausted, drained, satisfied. He was, too.
He lay on her, kissing and caressing her, his deflated cock still buried deep in her hole. He could feel the internal pulse of her climax as it finished. He slowly withdrew and then, as she lay there, thighs spread open, panting, he bent his head low and kissed her over her throbbing cunt lips, tasting the oozing juice that flowed from inside of her.
They lay together for a long time, breathing heavily, whispering and kissing each other.
"Oh, darling," she said. "It was so good. You're such a good fuck."
"It was the best," he said with an appreciative smile.
Then, there was Adam, the poet. Gloria liked to ball him, too. She remembered the last time she saw him. Her head focused on how she was curled up in his arms, tilting her full titties against his chest, thrillingly rubbing her hard nipples round and round as she tongue-kissed him. She shifted her position hiking up her micro-mini skirt over her nylon stocking tops, revealing the creamy flesh of her upper thighs. Adam's face flushed as the kiss broke and Gloria began flicking her tongue into his ear, teasingly. She pressed the mound of her pussy against his thigh and began to rub it there hard. He puffed for air. She moved so that she was half hovering over him, one knee between his spread legs, the other on the outside of his thigh. Her pussy continued to rub over his upper thigh, exciting both of them as she tongue-lashed his sensitive ear and rubbed her hard nipples against his chest.
Her thigh made firm contact with his erect cock as she began to tease his hardness with her fingers. She was nearly driving him wild with need. She ground her thigh mercilessly against his hard cock. The boy felt as if he was being smothered by the scent and silky softness of her.
"I dig you, baby," said Gloria as she began to nibble on his ear lobe and rubbed her body against his.
"Oh how I want to fuck you, Gloria," he said panting.
Suddenly, Gloria shifted her position, and she was sitting close to the boy again, her thigh touching his. She was seducing the boy the way she wanted to, she was in complete control of him, and she loved the feeling of power. Her eyes were partly lidded and were shining with lust.
Gloria snuggled close to him and teased his cock with her fingers. Then he began to groan loudly as Gloria slowly unzipped his fly.
"My God, Adam. We can't keep your big cock cooped up in your pants forever," she said softly.
"Oh, baby. Yeah! I dig when you talk to me like that."
"Gloria will make you feel oh so good when she pulls out your cock."
Adam was at her mercy, tossing and sighing as she teased his hard prick through the material of his pants. His fly was gaping wide open, but she teased him, delaying the drive of her slender fingers into the opening. She tortured him and fondled him through the fabric of his trousers, enjoying the poet's discomfort. As she slowly fondled his swollen cock in his pants, she seductively teased him with lurid conversation, her voice low and charged with meaning, describing what she could do for him to make his cock feel better.
Then her hand finally wormed its way into his fly and began to tease his naked hardness with knowing fingers. Adam nearly sobbed. Gloria laughed softly, enjoying the power she held over him. Then, she skillfully lifted his cock, hard as a rock, out of his pants. "What a nice prick you have, Adam," she said softly.
She ordered the poet to shift his hips. He obeyed. She unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and shorts until they were bunched around his ankles. He was naked from the waist down.
"Ohhh. This is going to be fun," she said softly, as she gazed down at the upward thrust of his hard, naked cock in the firm curl of her moving fingers. She began to stroke and massage his thick cock, rubbing the heated flesh back and forth. Then, she slipped her other hand to his balls and cradled the heavy, twin load in the palm of her soft hand. The poet gritted his teeth, went red in his face, and made little anguished sounds that really meant that he dug what she was doing.
"Do you like that, Adam?" she asked seductively.
"Oh, yeah. You really turn me on, baby."
She stroked his hard rod slowly, her fingers making a tight fist around his cock. Up and down her hand moved slowly, teasingly, making his cock get slowly redder and redder from the tight pressure her fingers were applying.
"If you keep that up much longer, Gloria, I'm going to come all over the carpet," he said through tightly clenched teeth.
"Oh, that'll never do, baby. I have other things in my head."
"Oh, yeah. What? I can't think of anything."
"Surprise," she whispered.
Gloria pushed him back on the couch until he was lying there flat on his back, his cock standing hard and erect, pointing straight up at the ceiling. His face was a tortured mask. Her face displayed wanton lust. She was using him to satisfy the need that now she meant to satisfy. She leaned over Adam's body, her face close to his testicles, her warm breath fanning over his straining cock. Her hair trickled over his quaking naked thighs.
Her wet lips kissed teasingly over his hard stomach. She was bent over his lap, her two hands massaging his erect cock. The poet thrust up his hips. Her lips danced along his heated flesh, fleeting kisses traveling up and down on the hard cock. She licked her tongue over the hard knob and tasted the drop of come that sat there. Her lips pouted and her face moved slowly down toward the swaying, erect cock.
"Oh, baby. Put it in your mouth," he said as her moist lips met his cock.
Her lips parted and the warm moistness closed over the throbbing, super-sensitive head of his cock.
"Oh, suck me, baby. Oh, yes. Suck that cock. It feels so groovy, baby."
Adam's strong hands reached down and tangled in her mane of hair. Her head was now slowly bobbing over his lap. The thickness of his hard cock was shoving in and out of the lips of her mouth. She plunged her head all the way down, consuming the entire length of his hardness, nearly choking as it tickled and thrust against her tonsils.
Her tongue washed around his wet, hard, fleshy cock as her lips sucked with rapture and her teeth grated tinglingly over it. She bobbed her head slowly up and down, bringing her lips all the way up to the creamy-sticky, swollen cock head, then down again. She sucked and dove her hungry, gaping, gripping lips onto him. She was in no hurry to finish him. She wanted to savor every lovely moment of the sucking. She felt power, not humbleness, as she ate his cock. He was completely under her power. He was like a helpless zombie under her hypnotic lips.
Gloria swirled her tongue over the knobby head of his cock and then she sucked hard over the throbbing head.
"Oh, Gloria!" he cried. "I love the way you suck, baby. Oh, suck my cock."
Gloria was too busy and her lips were too stuffed with prick to reply. His hard cock drove rhythmically in and out of her pouting lips. Adam jerked his hips in rhythm with her wet, sucking lips. Every time her lips sucked up the length of his prick, her tongue dragged dramatically along the fevered flesh. She loved the way his cock smelled. He was so virile. She sucked hungrily, every inch of her being concentrated on her task.
"Oh, suck it. That's the way, baby. Oh, baby, yes. That's so good. Oh, shit! I'm going to come!"
She felt his hardness swell and begin to throb in the greedy tight clutch of her surging lips. She knew that he was about to go over the edge and empty his cock between her lips, deep in her mouth. She wanted that. She wanted to taste every drop of his come, wanted wildly to swallow it all down. And then he came. His body jerked and her lips worked and sucked more feverishly.
She sucked and sucked. A great fountain of white come poured from his cock. She gulped and swallowed. Another gush squirted forth, her cheeks ballooned out with the load and then squeezed in as she drank it down. She sucked and swallowed as he came and came from his cock into the hot mouth of hers. She sucked madly as his cock began to slowly go limp, drained of come by her mouth. She wanted every last drop and she got it.
Finally, she raised her head up, releasing his limp cock from her shining, sperm-sprayed lips. Drops of come glistened on her lips. She licked the drops away with a satisfied swallow.
"Feel better now, baby?" she asked throatily.
Gloria and Adam began to embrace heatedly, her skirt bunched up near the edge of her panties, a delectable expanse of thigh showing above her stocking tops. The poet was twisted sideways from the waist, his naked body exposed to Gloria from the waist down. His hand dropped down to Gloria's thigh and began its journey north slowly and caressingly up toward the crotch of her panties.
Gloria widened her legs, making room for Adam's advancing hand. She had told him to give her a hand-job. He was doing what she requested.
The upward movement of his hand along her now naked thighs sent thrilling electric shocks through her body. Then, she felt a sudden jolt of emotion as his strong finger grazed over the thin band of her panties, stretched so tightly and protectively over her excited pussy.
She spread her thighs wider apart. Her miniskirt was all bunchy over her gyrating hips. Adam's hand cupped her pussy mound, making her sigh with delight. His finger lolled up and down over the cleft in her cunt, pressing the nylon into the juicy lips. She slid down lower on the bed, to better accommodate Adam's probing fingers.
"Take off my panties, dammit," she said urgently.
"Oh, sure," he said.
Clumsily, he peeled off her panties. Gloria's eyes were fast getting glassy with desire. Her belly rose and fell with her rapid breathing. His hands moved down over her flat belly and with his fingers he gently but clumsily pressed the pink edges of her cunt lips. Gloria sucked in air. The bud of her clit was exposed and erect. His fingers stroked roughly over it, making her shiver with need.
The elastic lips of her cunt expanded to give entrance to his probing finger. The tip of his finger slid into the moist cunt opening, making her sigh. Her legs clamped tightly around his hand, trapping it against her slit, forcing the finger into her pulsing hole. The walls of her cunt were on fire as his finger jabbed all the way in.
"That's it, baby," she breathed, squirming her ass up, moving her mound against the jab of his finger. "Not too rough, now. Oh, yes, That's the way. Finger me good, baby."
Gloria groaned with delight as Adam's finger fucked in and out of her juicy moist cunt. His hand and fingers cupped and caressed her soft, warm yielding flesh. Her tight, pink pussy lips clutched at the thrusting finger. She moved her palpitating slit jerkily in motion with his jabbing finger. She thrashed her hips up and down and sighed as she felt the pleasurable sensations that his finger was giving her. Tingles of wicked pleasure gripped her heaving body.
"Faster, baby," she urged Adam between heated kisses. "I'm near the edge. Oh, yes.
Faster. I'll come soon. Only fuck me faster with your finger. Oh, yes, baby. Don't stop. That's the way. Keep it up."
"Do you want me to fuck your cunt?"
"Oh, yes, baby. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck my cunt with your big erect cock. And I want you to come inside me."
"Oh, baby. I'm going to give it to you now."
He mounted her and began to fuck her cunt with deep hard thrusts. She spread her legs wider and wider and soon raised them up and wrapped them around his shoulders so that he could get inside of her more deeply. He was all the way in her now.
"Oh, I love the way you fuck me, baby," she said as she fucked and moved her body, pressing against him.
He began to thrust harder and faster and both began to breathe heavily, pushing hard against each other's hard flesh.
Adam's body soon stiffened and he began to shoot his load into her cunt. Her cunt twitched madly as she sucked in all his liquid. She came at the same time that he did, both juices intermingling in her big gash.
He collapsed on top of her and Gloria and Adam went to sleep.
Gloria's mind drifted to the older man she was having an affair with, Eddie Davis. She recalled the first time they balled together. They were in her apartment and she was sitting on Eddie's lap. Eddie felt his cock hardening as she crushed her buttocks to his lap. Gloria felt it get hard. It surprised her. Gloria didn't think older men could get an erection easily.
Gloria felt sudden power come over her. She wondered if he had a big cock. She shifted her ass on his lap, rubbing her firm globes over his ridge of poking hardness. She felt the overpowering sense of power in the knowledge that her closeness was making him get an erection. She was thrilled. He was attracted to her. She knew that she could easily push this to the point of no return. She was so hot and bothered that she decided to push her advantage for all it was worth.
"Do you think girls should wear panties?" she asked in a sultry voice.
"Well, I guess so," he replied. "Don't you wear any?"
"Sometimes I do. But I'm not wearing any tonight under my skirt. It's just little naked old me underneath."
Gloria slowly got up from Eddie's lap and stretched sensuously, aware that he would watch her body hungrily. She stretched and twisted her young, lovely body, fully revealing her entrancing curves for him. Her eyes held his eyes, taunting him. Then she slowly, pointedly, dropped her eyes and fixed them on his lap where his cock was a long, hard, thick ridge under his trousers. Her eyes remained in that position for a long moment, letting Eddie know that she was aware. By looking so openly at his erection, she instinctively knew that she would heighten his need and longing for her.
Gloria walked slowly over to him, twitching her hips seductively. She knew that she could not give him the time to calm down, to gain control of himself. She saw the way he looked up at her, as if hypnotized, vaguely helpless in the grip of her power.
Eddie looked at her, appraising her sexuality. Her miniskirt clung to the curvy swell of her thighs as she swished toward him. Her nylon stockings whispered seductively as she moved forward. The fabric of her skirt curved in the "V" of her womanhood, promising warmth and lust.
Gloria moved to him. She spread her legs wide and sat down on his hard cock, her naked pussy pressing down on it as her legs dangled down on either side of him. She rubbed her hot naked cunt over his arousal.
"I want you," she whispered seductively, breathing her words as her naked pussy rubbed over his huge lump in his pants, her miniskirt hiked up to her hips. She leaned her tits against his chest and slowly pressed her lips to his.
They both felt drugged. She kept her lips to his, parting them, slowly moving her tongue out to tease it over his lips. Her finger curled in his hair and tickled over his ears. She brushed her tits over his chest and he could feel the aroused points of her nipples as she dragged them back and forth, promising him youth and love. The promise was too much for him to reject.
She continued to kiss him, her tongue now sliding slowly between his parting lips. As she did, she pressed her boobs harder against his chest and shifted her lush buttocks on his lap, working her pulsing, naked slit over the huge, hard bulge of his cock.
Eddie couldn't resist. His cock was hard as a rock under the squirm of her buttocks and the rubbing contact of her mound. Her feet touched the floor on either side of him as he sat, beginning to perspire, beneath her. He was locked in the chair beneath Gloria as she squirmed her tempting body over him.
Gloria grinned wantonly. Her fingers continued the delicate caress of his neck and ear as she kissed over his flushed face. She kissed his eyes, dancing her tongue over his closed lids. He was the captive of her seduction. Over his face she dragged a trail of fleeting, fluttering kisses, touching her lips gently. She had seduced him. She knew that. Now she was purposely delaying taking him. It made her feel all-powerful. She nibbled at his earlobe and breathed into his sensitive ear.
"I want you to fuck me," she cried. "My little pussy's so hungry for you. Oh, it loves the feel of your big cock."
Her juicy tongue slipped into his ear as he sat there. She kissed him and nibbled on his lips. She slid her tongue-tip over his parted lips, firing him with desire. She pressed her twitching twat closer to him, right up against his big fat cock covered with his trousers. She rotated her ass round and round, squirming it over his aching cock. Her tongue darted in and out between his lips. Her kiss was sweet and heady and the scent of her body turned him on.
His head pitched back as she kissed over his neck, her tongue wetly dragging. She unbuttoned his shirt and put her moving hands on his chest and began to caress. She felt up his chest and the flabby folds of his stomach under his shirt.
"How does that feel, baby?" she asked.
"It feels great, honey. Don't stop."
"Oh, I'm going to make you feel so nice, baby. I love the way you feel under my hands. You're such a man."
Gloria began to rotate her hips, moving herself back on his lap, off his cock, so that she could see the long, round, hard, ridge of it in his trousers, so that she could easily get at it. Her eyes were on the front of his pants, on the bulge of his cock. She fluttered her eyes at him.
"Baby," she said, "Your cock is going to get a nice surprise."
She stared deeply into his eyes and calmly pulled off her blouse, revealing the fragile bra which barely contained her full, firm, spilling tits. She reached in back of herself and unhooked the bra. It fell away. She was naked from the waist up. He just stared at her gorgeous tits. They were proud and jutted out with her pink nipples standing erect with desire.
"Do you like my pillows, baby?" she asked, cupping her tits in her hands, offering them to him.
"Oh, yes. You're lovely," he breathed heavily.
She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and teasingly pulled it out of his trousers and dropped it casually on the floor. She studied his chest and stomach.
Gloria leaned her body forward and began to rub her swaying tits over his flabby chest.
"Feel my titties, baby," she cried.
Without a word, his hands went up to her swaying titties. His hands enclosed them and he fondled them expertly, more proficiently than even Drake held them.
She moaned and sighed as his palms rotated in a circular motion. Her nipples thrilled, tensed harder, and responded, jumping out at his expert touch. Her eyes fluttered and she arched her back with lust and pride, shoving her tits more fully into his caressing hands. Her lips took his, fusing them in a wild tongue-stabbing kiss. Her lips and tongue possessed him, her tongue bursting into his mouth with a mad, diving flutter. Eddie's tongue curled around hers as they kissed hungrily, her tits crushed against his chest, her nipples drilling into his body.
Their embrace was torrid. She gurgled with pleasure as he gently closed his teeth on her nipple and licked it with his tongue.
"Oh, yes, baby. Suck my titties. Bite them. Oh, yes. That way, baby. Oh, you suck so good. I love the way it feels. Don't stop."
She thrashed about on his lap, her legs dangling down on either side of him as he sucked hungrily on her firm cones. He rolled his tongue round and round over her taut nipples, sending shock waves and tremors through her. She squeezed her eyes tightly.
"Oh, baby, I love it!" she crooned with lust as she arched her back, mashing her tits more fully into his craving mouth. He was going mad. He couldn't get enough of mouthing her lovely titties.
He was so absorbed in sucking her titties that he hardly noticed it when she unbuckled his pants and unzipped his fly. But then, suddenly, he was aware. Her tits were gone.
"What happened?" he said in a daze as his mouth lost wet contact with her throbbing nipples.
Gloria was off his lap. She dragged his pants and shorts down and off, yanked off his shoes and socks. He was naked, in the chair, panting for breath. She smiled at him with slow, dilated eyes. Her skirt was gone and she unhooked her garter belt and rolled her stockings down with teasing slowness. He watched her, mesmerized. And then, she was nearly naked. His eyes went over every inch of her glowing, trembling body and he especially liked her quivering rolling mound at the "V" of her smooth silky thighs.
Gloria straddled his lap again, her warm, smooth legs rubbing over his hairy thighs. His hard-on was massive, ramming straight up from his swollen balls. She crawled forward slowly on his lap, her eyes fixed on his straining cock.
"Oh, baby," she breathed. "Wait till I put your cock in my hot pussy. You'll love it. I'll love it. Oh, yes."
She reached forward and took hold of his hard cock with her hand. Then she suddenly shifted her buttocks back, so that she was virtually lying forward on his thighs. Her hands pointed his cock toward her swaying titties, holding a breast over the knob of his hot cock.
"Why don't you put your hands on either side of my tits and push them together, baby? I really like that."
Eddie did as she asked and looked at those firm globes as she slithered forward over his lap. She gently placed his throbbing cock in the deep cleft between her breasts, told him to press in on them. His cock was locked in between her two mountains of flesh.
He clutched firmly. He pushed them closer together. Then, he pressed harder and her nipples rubbed up against each other, making her moan and groan.
"Oh, Eddie, it feels so good," she cried.
Gloria began moving her shoulders, making his hard cock slide to and fro in the soft, deep valley between her titties. He began to rock his hips, jabbing his cock up and down between the twin, throbbing mounds. She watched excitedly, as his cock poked up, then disappeared in the deep cleft. When his big cock re-appeared, she dove her face down and lapped the drop of cock juice from the tip with a tiny giggle. She licked and nipped with her teeth, and he groaned.
"How does it feel, baby? Do you like the way I eat your cock?"
"Oh, yes, baby. Just keep it up."
"Good, baby. It feels good, doesn't it?" she asked as his erect prick rubbed to and fro between her crushed tits.
"It feels really groovy, baby," he gasped.
"Does it feel like you're going to come soon?"
"Yes, baby."
"Well, stop then. I don't want you to waste your beautiful hard-on there. I want your cock inside of me. That was only a little treat. An appetizer. Now, for the main course," she said hungrily.
He looked at her as she began to snake forward on his lap, her thighs wide apart, her legs dangling down. He could see the pink, open, creamy lips of her pussy through the silky bush.
"Now we're going to put it in. In!" she cried.
She hopped over his cock, the lips of her dripping cunt brushing over the hard tip of his prick. He gasped and she moved her hips down and the sensitive tip of his cock touched the edges of her tight, tingling lips. He felt the soft hair that surrounded her hot nest. She teased both herself and him by grazing the wet, fleshy folds of her cunt over his probing cock. She held her box above his cock for a trembling, breathless moment, the tight, pulsing lips parted slightly, wet and ready for the final downward lunge of her pelvis.
"I'm going to throw you a fuck you'll never forget," she purred recklessly, still grazing the wet trench over his cock head. He was trembling beneath her, helpless with desire. He hungered to get in her. He was a tortured mass of manhood.
"Shall I put it inside?"
"Oh, yeah, baby, put it in."
"No rush," she teased. "You'll get it in me, baby. Oh, what a hard cock you have. You're a big stud, aren't you? You're so big. Maybe I shouldn't put it in. It might split me in two."
"No, never."
"But my cunt's so tight and your cock's so big and round."
"Put it in!" he cried. She was torturing him beyond endurance, and she knew it. She was doing it on purpose, making him completely hers, completely her captive.
He could feel the teasing rub of her moist hole, driving him wild. He could see the way her sparse pubic hair, wet with her juices, parted at her delicious lips.
Then, without warning, she drove her hips fully down, impaling herself on his thick cock. She rammed her hips down, all the way, her buttocks coming to rest on his thighs and with one long smooth stroke she drove his cock all the way up her cervix. He felt the smooth, wet walls of her cunt clamp firmly around his cock. It was so warm and moist inside of her. It was the most delicious feeling that he had ever felt.
"Oh, baby," she moaned, as she sat still on his lap, his cock hard and round and long, buried to the hilt inside of her palpitating cunt. "Oh, darling, you fill me up to bursting. So deep and so big. Oh, baby."
"Oh, your cunt feels so good. My cock loves being inside of you."
"I'm going to fuck your cock until it shoots its load deep into my belly, filling my cunt to overflowing. I'm going to fuck your big, hard cock until it's raw and limp. You're going to love it and so am I, honey."
She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him tight, her tits mashing up against his chest, her teeth sinking into his shoulder, drawing passionate blood.
She began slowly to weave her hips up and down on his impaling cock. Her tight cunt lips plunged up and down, slowly, on his slick, hard cock. She drew it deeper and deeper into her warm, deep cave, loving the feel of the deep penetration, putting every ounce of her body into the stroke of her slowly churning pussy.
She fucked with slow abandon, teasing and prolonging the pleasure. She jerked and twisted on his rod, moaned, cursing, her face contorted with passion.
"I love the way you fuck, baby," she cried. Her body tossed and arched over him, giving them both enchantment. His cock drove in and out as she wove a rhythm with her rotating, swerving, gripping, dancing pussy.
He squirmed his ass under her down-driving cunt and he felt the power and strength of her hips and thighs. He felt the hot lips of her cunt clasping his throbbing prick. She fucked him, leading the way. She fucked him, throwing her cunt up and down on his tremendous cock. The big mother thundered in and out of her grasping hole, making them both moan with ecstasy. Her nostrils were flared and her eyes were closed as she took him.
Her arms were wrapping around him and her nails were raking a tearing, bleeding trail over his back. Her tight buttocks slapped up and down on his thighs. Wet sucking sounds filled the room as rod and cunt drippingly mated. She increased the tempo, slowly, rhythmically. She lunged over and up and down and round and round on his cock, loving the way his hardness was ravishing her cunt hole.
Eddie's hands took hold of her heaving, rotating bottom as she grunted and squirmed over his lap. Juice dripped out of her pussy as it fucked his cock, dripped down to mat his pubic hair. His hands cradled the tight, heaving, smooth, voluptuous ass. His fingers could feel the soft, soaked pubic hair surrounding her hungry cunt. Her cunt lips seemed like they were elastic.
She gyrated on his slippery cock, her ravenous body moving wildly, faster and faster. She cried out to him, urging him on, as she twisted and churned, jerking her cunt up and down on his wet organ.
"Deeper, faster, darling. I'm going to come," she cried.
"Oh, sweety. I'm coming, too."
"Now, now, fuck me now. Harder, harder. Give it to me, baby," she cried.
Her ass waved with spiraling abandon as her cunt plunged hotly and wetly up and down his throbbing red cock.
"I'm coming," she moaned.
"Oh, I'm coming, too," he grunted.
She squealed and pitched her box over his cock, grabbing it tighter with her pussy lips. Her body arched and quivered as her cunt drove up and down on his stabbing prick. Her orgasm spewed forth, drenching his coming cock. Her juice drained out soaking his pubic hair and throbbing balls. His cock jerked as her pussy lips clutched and clutched. She contracted her internal muscles, squeezing come from his jerking, jetting cock. His balls emptied themselves deep inside her creamy hole. Her cunt lips sucked every drop from his spurting cock.
"Oh, God. Oh, God," she screamed. He did the same and gripped her madly rotating ass as she crushed her cunt on his spouting cock, and gasps of passion spewed from both of them.
Her pussy lips held his cock in a death grip. Soul-shattering grunts came from both of them. All of his hot come was inside her. Her juice drowned his prick. They sat there, his limp cock still locked in her cunt lips, too exhausted to speak. They were both near fainting.
"What a fuck," she panted. He concurred.
Gloria decided that her life as a free, sexually liberated woman in New York was no good for her. She would wait for her boyfriend, Drake, in Vermont, teaching at the Medina School. She vowed to herself that she would be as faithful to him as she could. But, she didn't think she could remain totally true-blue. Her new life as a fucking broad was too much fun.
On to Vermont!
CHAPTER SEVEN
BALL ME, UNCLE HARRY
Jenny Grable's aunt and uncle lived a few towns away from Brian, Vermont, where the Medina School was located. It was a few weeks away from the beginning of the school's first term. Jenny, hired as a teacher, decided to spend the few weeks at her aunt and uncle's home, at their invitation, and she came with her boyfriend, Andy. Andy was very unhappy that Jenny was going to be away from him for so long a spell. He conned her into inviting him up to Vermont. He wanted to be with her for as long as he could.
On the bus up to Vermont from Boston, Jenny leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes, picturing the beautiful Vermont landscape. He stared at her, his eyes wandering over the full length of her body. The thick cotton dress she wore did little to conceal the already ripe body. Jenny was twenty years old and already a college graduate-a teacher. Amazing! Andy had two years of college left, himself.
The neckline of her dress was just low enough to reveal the slight cleavage of her full breasts. The material clung tightly around her midriff accentuating the firm, round globes, the small waist and the fullness of her hips. Her legs were long and slender and as he stared his arm brushed against the firm fullness of her breasts and sent a chill through his body that settled in his loins.
Jenny stirred and opened her eyes slowly. They were nearing their Vermont station. As she stretched for a small bag on the overhead rack, she gave Andy as well as the other passengers a brief glimpse of her stockinged legs and the white flesh which showed between her nylons and garter belt.
Andy drew a sharp breath, trying to fight back the slight bulge which was about to show through his slacks.
Jenny looked around the station until she spotted her Aunt Dotty and Uncle Harry. Jenny was not particularly fond of her aunt and uncle. Her aunt was really okay, but her uncle made her feel uneasy whenever she was alone in a room with him. His eyes seemed to devour her, making her feel naked. His hands would always be accidentally brushing against her behind or across her chest as he pretended to reach for something. She just didn't trust him. Even today she could feel his eyes burning right through the dress she wore. She was glad that Andy was with her. Maybe he would keep his dirty hands to himself.
They made themselves comfortable at the house, and soon it was dinnertime. They ate and Andy and Jenny went out for a walk in the moonlight. As they kissed Jenny could feel a burning sensation in her loins, gnawing at her, and she knew that she had to have this desire filled. She stood very still, looking at Andy, almost coyly.
Her boobies were barely covered by the low, tight fit of her dress and Andy could see the tautness of the flesh on her ribs as it strained against the material and accentuated the proud thrust of her tits. She moved closer to him, the flesh of her thighs rippling in sinuous hollows.
Andy felt his cock grow hot and it began to pulse under his trousers. He felt helpless against its throbbing and pushing, and the ache to grab her and take her right there out in the fields raced through his body.
Coming to a barn, they both entered. She reached out for him and held him tightly and began to breathe heavily. Her hands clasped his neck and pulled his face down against her so that their cheeks caressed, as the other end of her body pressed and bumped against him, rubbing up and down against his erect cock.
He buried his lips in her neck and moved his hand quiveringly down the smooth, flawless flesh of her upper back until it was hidden in the confines of her dress. As his exploring fingers reached the start of the outward bulge of her hips, he strained her body against him. His hands moved on down over and around the softness of her flesh until they were cupping her buttocks in a sensual ecstasy of their own. He forced her hips in at his, crushing her against his cock until it hurt him, torturing himself. Her buttocks were smooth and hard as she strained into him, then she relaxed and her buttocks expanded fully into his hands.
Then, her arms moved around his neck and the pressure was so great that when she kissed him his lips were crushed back on his teeth and he could hardly breathe.
Then his hands ran over her body with a growing urgency, over the fullness of her breasts, the roundness of her hips and the firmness of her thighs. His fingers began to work at the hem of her dress, pulling it up until he could feel the soft silk of her panties. She moaned quietly under his persistent touch and pulled him downward to the hay-covered floor of the barn. His fingers found the tight elastic of her legband and gently, but firmly, he pushed them inside until he could feel the soft pubic mound and the most intimate part of her body.
She wriggled under his touch knowing that she should stop him but straining her body toward his fingers at the same time. Slowly, he tugged at the brief panties until she lay completely exposed and vulnerable to his touch and every wanton caress.
His cock was throbbing wildly inside the tight confines of his pants. Reluctantly, he released one hand and tugged at the zipper of his fly. He had to free his pulsing, demanding organ. He had to have relief from this sweet torture as the urgency of his passion seemed to become unbearable. His swollen cock gave an involuntary jolt, moving sharply towards his belly as he released it.
Jenny moaned softly as she stared at his thick, warm shaft as it jerked upwards. It sent a desire through her that she had never felt before. They had necked and petted, but it had never gotten this far. She had felt the stiffness of his manhood through his pants, but she had never seen it and she found it difficult to believe the size it had grown to in his excitement.
Sharply, she turned on her side, extending her smooth, round buttocks towards him. She reached behind him and pulled him towards her until she could feel the hardness and the jerking of his cock against her belly.
He let his hands wander down towards the intimate crease of her cunt and slowly began to finger the pubic mound, searching for the tiny hair-lined slit and protective lips. He found the hard little clitty which he massaged gently while Jenny moaned and writhed her body furiously under his touch.
"Oh, that feels so good," she breathed, almost indistinctly as she let her own hands drop down to caress his throbbing cock. He gasped at the suddenness of her touch against his bare flesh.
It was almost too much for him to take. He began to rock his body back and forth as her hand grasped tighter and tighter around the cock. The agony was too much and he finally found the tight, elastic slit of her cunt and forcefully drove a finger deep into her soft, warm channel. She gasped in pain and shock at the sudden intrusion.
"Oh, baby. Stop. It hurts. You'll have to do it slower."
But Andy was breathing too rapidly now to listen to her plea and continued the punishing movement of his fingers, more quickly and powerfully. She could feel the pressure in her loins begin to lessen as her cunt began to lubricate with her love fluid, but she was afraid that he would puncture the chastity that she had so carefully protected.
She tried to push him away, but the weight of his body prevented her from moving her hands. His cock was jerking and throbbing wildly now as it pushed in and out of her tightly clenched fists. He felt that he couldn't wait, he was about to shoot his load and he wanted to ram his denied prick deep into her belly. He had to have her and have her now.
Jenny began to cough out sounds from her throat until he was not sure whether he was really hurting her that badly or whether it was some choking passion. With a great effort, he slowed his rhythm of finger-fucking and tried to force her over on her back so that he could take her as she should be taken.
"No, Andy We mustn't do this. We must save it, darling."
Ignoring her pleas in his pent-up passion, he forced her backward until she lay completely open, exposed and easy to fuck. His cock was about to burst as his hands went to his loins in an effort to pry her fingers away from his thick, stiffened staff so that he could totally impale her with his maleness. She tried to tighten her grip around the jerking flesh as he pulled back away from her touch, but she slowly could feel her fingers losing their grip.
As her fingers could feel the hard, rounded head of the penis leave her grip, he gasped, "Shit! I'm going to come. I'm going to come now."
Jenny could feel a sudden bursting and sticky substance cover the palm of her hand as his hips thrust forward wildly in passion. She could feel the jerking of the muscles of his cock as they relaxed and contracted, shooting forth his sperm into her hand and onto the barn floor, and finally with a last weakening thrust, he flopped forward onto her, his cock deflating and slipping out of her hand.
Slowly, he rolled over onto his back, trying to avoid her gaze and zip his pants at the same time. All of a sudden he felt strange. He almost raped her!
She just lay there, her skirt pulled up around her waist, her panties at her ankles. She looked at him, or looked through him. Andy wasn't sure.
They pulled themselves together and left the barn. Jenny noticed a shadow across the doorway. It was her uncle! Jenny wondered how long he had been there.
Jenny went straight to her room after saying good night to Andy. As she lay on her bed fully clothed, she thought about her experience with Andy in the barn. She had never felt a desire grow so strong. The unfulfilled passion still ached between her legs and she dreamily let her hands roam over the voluptuous curves of her own body. Her full, white tits were still taut from Andy's caresses.
She played with the hard, pink nipples beneath her blouse making them stand even more erect, and she pinched them between her fingers until they ached with a strange desire-lust. She rubbed them, lifting her tits so that they were cupped lazily in her hands.
The touch made her feel drowsily sexy and very unfulfilled. Her attention was soon directed to the softness of her burning thighs and the maddening feeling which burned deep in her loins. She pressed her legs tightly together, letting her firm, full thighs rub excitingly against the soft pulsing lips of her cunt.
She looked quickly around the empty room, then, licking her lips in secret anticipation, she slowly pulled her dress up over her thighs until the white strips of satin-covered elastic which held her stockings up were exposed.
She raised them gently away from the softness of her leg and let them fall back with a faint, exciting snap onto her bare flesh. She raised herself off the bed and quickly pushed aside the crotch band of her silk bikini panties and let her fingers stray casually to the lips of her pussy. She plucked at the soft mound, sliding her fingers along the warm, moist slit down between her legs.
They clipped slightly into the throbbing orifice where her warm, open channel was throbbing impatiently to receive attention. She hesitated for a moment, thinking that she shouldn't really be doing this, but she couldn't stand the pressure that was building deep inside her.
She spread her legs wide and propped her feet up on the wall next to her bed, making sure her thighs were far apart. She stared down, watching with fascination as her fingers gradually parted the soft strands of pubic hair and drew the lips of her cunt gently apart, revealing the wet open slit running down to the tightly clenched cheeks of her buttocks.
She moistened her lips again and she could feel her heart begin to pound furiously as her eyes glazed and stared, unseeing, at the ceiling.
She teased her forefinger along the exposed opening, pressing gently into the soft, wet skin. Her fingernail scratched delicately at the rising hardness of her clitoris, making it stand up at attention.
Her middle finger slipped into the very center of her throbbing cunt, working its way, insistently, deep into the warm, moist hole.
She half closed her eyes and played with her aching pussy, tickling and wiggling her finger in and out of the tiny opening until her buttocks were twitching automatically in a clenching and unclenching rhythm.
Her other hand wandered back to her full, white titties, letting her fingers roll the warm flesh and pinch at the stiffened nipples. Her desire now had become almost uncontrollable. Her fingers were now racing in and out of her cunt as she fingered herself with rising passion and desire.
She wiggled her ass cheeks violently, thrusting her loins down upon the intruding fingers. She wanted to be fulfilled right now. Why didn't she let Andy fuck her? It would have been so simple. She remembered how his hands felt on her naked flesh, and it increased the tempo of her fingering until her fingers were flashing in and out of her aching cunt at a fevered pitch.
Jenny panted desperately as the sensations in her tormented cunt increased rapidly. She could feel her ankles drumming helplessly on the wall, and she stuck her fingers up that cunt even more deeply. Clenching her thumb and forefinger over the nipple of her tit, she pinched hard, bruising the tip slightly. Suddenly, she lay completely still, ready-on the brink of orgasm.
Jenny tensed herself, tightening her muscles in violent, uncontrolled contractions as she felt herself explode inside. She had never reached a climax before and she let herself writhe in complete and utter abandonment as she felt the warm wet fluids of passion bubble deep inside of her.
She let out a long sigh of relief and slowly and gently withdrew her fingers from her cunt. The lips closed shut as the last of her juices seeped wetly between her fingers.
Jenny closed her eyes, her fingers resting lightly on her hard mound of pubic hair, playing softly with her little bush.
She went into the bathroom to wash up. Since her room was in an isolated part of the house she didn't bother to shut the bathroom door tightly. And she was so excited by her new experience that she didn't hear footsteps in the hall. She began to let the water .run in the stall shower and soon began to wash herself under the driving water.
Uncle Harry's heart was pounding and he could feel the bulge in his pajama bottoms become bigger and harder until in a matter of moments it had reached full erection. He let his hand go down and feel the stiff, pulsing rod as it jerked against the thin material.
He gloated silently to himself. He gazed at the tight hole of her ass as she bent to soap her legs. She had long full buttocks and perfectly shaped round thighs.
Her rear looked deep and enticing, the buttocks jutting nicely with a warm-looking dark cleavage which opened slightly as she bent forward to reveal the darker point of her tiny, round anus. He watched the muscles of her thighs tensing as she soaped and they seemed to flow up and down in a continual motion of sensuality.
She straightened and turned a little. Her profile was dynamite. Her breasts were high and full, white mounds of firm, soft flesh and her belly was flat. She moved around a little more and he saw the light muscles of her stomach working as she soaped her pubic mound and the intimate folds of her cunt. His cock jerked involuntarily as he watched with lust-filled eyes. She was a picture of grace and symmetry.
Uncle Harry loosened the strings at the fly of his pajamas and pulled out his gigantic cock, stiff, throbbing, full of desire for his niece. He couldn't wait to fuck her. He knew that she was a virgin because he saw Jenny and Andy in the barn and she wouldn't let him enter her cunt.
He could just picture the look on her face as he would go to her. He would hold her down and let his hands wander all over her voluptuous body, knead her boobies until she wanted to scream in pain and finally he would push his big cock up to the deepest depths of her belly, penetrating that hymen-that cherry-and fuck her. He couldn't wait for her to get out of the bathroom.
Jenny dried herself slowly, letting the towel rub sensually against her body. She could still feel a slight tingle between her legs and in the tightness of her nipples as she rubbed her tits dry. She wanted to go back to the privacy of her room and masturbate again, but she changed her mind.
Without bothering to put her robe back on, she walked to her bedroom, strutting like a proud peacock, stretching her body with each step. She locked the door and lazily dropped on her bed, extending her naked sensual body out full length and closed her eyes to go to sleep. Suddenly, without actually realizing it, she sat straight up. She felt somebody's eyes on her.
"Who's there?" she cried out. There was no response but she saw a shadow. Her closet door was flung open and she was face to face with Uncle Harry.
"Hello, Jenny," he laughed. "Expecting somebody else? Andy?"
She reached for the blanket in an effort to cover her naked body but her uncle quickly grabbed it from her hands, leaving her completely exposed as he took in her body. Jenny was really frightened.
"I saw you with your boyfriend, Jenny. How come you didn't let him fuck you in the barn? Well, you won't get away with that shit with me."
She closed her eyes, trying to fight back the tears of terror as he moved closer to her. "Don't scream, Jenny. I'm going to fuck you now. When I'm through with you, you won't be a virgin anywhere on your body." He laughed as his hand reached out and grabbed one of her tits cruelly.
She tried to scream but his hand crashed down hard across her face in warning and she knew that it would be useless to fight. Jenny turned to him. He looked so mean. He was not going to show her any tenderness or mercy, she was sure.
Uncle Harry sat down on the edge of the bed, his hands pinning her shoulders to the blanket. With one hand on her throat he let his other roam lustfully over the curves of her tits, pinching the already sore nipples and over the firm, flatness of her belly.
His fingers slowly ran down the supple thighs, running towards her knees on the outside of her leg and then tauntingly, slowly, yet demandingly up the inside of her legs, squeezing the plumpness of her thighs just below her virginal hole. She froze as she looked down at his big cock sticking stiffly out from underneath his pajamas.
He was so big! His gigantic prick was jerking up against his belly, the head red and throbbing with desire for young Jenny. He wanted to hurt her, to humiliate her, to rape her. Yes-he wanted to sink that cock into her, submit her painfully to him.
Harry saw her naked body and without effort he pinned her to the bed and stripped feverishly at his own clothing. She lay back on the bed too weak to move, too feeble to resist.
He came at her with that big fat cock. Jenny wished that he would rape her fast and get it over with.
But, he was taking his sweet time. His hand moved over her tits, kneading and pinching while his other hand cupped the soft pubic bush between her lovely legs. His fingers worked slowly, demandingly through the soft down spreading the lips of her pussy until he found her clitty. He rubbed it hard until it stood up from his violent massage.
"You like, don't you, baby?"
Jenny didn't bother to reply. His forefinger continued to rub her clitoris while his other fingers searched for the tight chaste slit of her cunt.
He found it and pushed and prodded at the soft, fleshy lips of her cunt and eased one finger in slowly. She bucked helplessly under his touch and moaned.
She tried to avoid his fingering but he just pushed harder until his finger slipped wetly into the moist warm hole between her legs. He could feel the walls of her cunt cling tightly around his finger and he teased it slowly within her, trying to force the juices of love from her.
It was a natural reaction and he wanted her to be completely wet and open when he rammed it into her. Finally, he inserted another finger into her cunt. She was so tight. She was going to be a great fuck.
Jenny cried out in pain as he continued to work his fingers around and around her cunt trying to stretch it. With his two fingers up her cunt, Harry could feel a shudder run through her whole body and hear her whimper in a muffled moaning sound.
He moved his fingers around inside the tight cunt reaching right up to the high arch deep inside where it ran into her cervix.
Jenny squirmed and writhed with desperate energy but he held her, steadying her by clutching one hand around her bare waist, feeling how he could squeeze and crush her, perhaps snap the top half of her from the bottom of that junction. He moved forward and pinned her undulating, gyrating body tightly into the squeaky mattress.
The weight of his body over her and the pressure of his searching, probing hands made it all but useless to protest. She could feel the strong erection as it jerked against the flesh of the inside of her thigh. She knew that he was going to take her-now. His breath was as rapid as a dog in heat.
Jenny felt him move his pulsing prick higher up between her thighs and she gritted her teeth. She felt it probing, slipping at her between his guiding fingers. It was so big-too big to fit into her tight hole. But, she could feel him slowly forcing his way into the tight, unyielding hole. She could sense her body screeching in every pore as he tried to enter her, to take away her cherry.
Her stretching cunt felt as if it were a raw wound, being both soothed and stimulated by an outside, foreign pressure which was a result of his cruel attack.
A groan spiraled from the depths of his chest, exploding from his mouth and resounding from every corner of the room. Jenny's cunt ached as the throbbing head of the cock pushed harder and harder against the elastic ring of her womb. Then, with one gigantic effort, he threw back his head in an insane jerk of his hips and let his loins carry themselves forward.
His cock flooded into her like a great tide, bursting and smashing all before it, deeper and deeper into and through the thin membrane of her cherry until his pelvis smashed hard against the roundness of her ass cheeks. He felt the fleshy globes flattening against the mattress as he squirmed his loins tight down between her spread thighs. He wanted her for so long and now he was taking her. Harry's head flopped forward and he placed his hands convulsively on her shoulders, drawing them up her back as he thrust and thrust again deeper and deeper into her cunt. He drew them down her back and held her waist for a moment and then clasped her hips so that his fingers fit into the crease of her thighs and loins and his thumbs reached out for each other against her buttocks.
He pulled the cheeks of her ass hard back against his onrush and held his prick inside her to its fullest extent while he revolved his hips around and around, scraping the tender, aching walls of her cunt with its giant blood-filled head.
"Stop, please. I can't stand it," she cried. The pain was almost too much for her to bear. Her virginity was a thing of the past, she realized, as Uncle Harry rocked back and forth on top of her, fucking into her like a wild stallion. She wanted to cry out but she could feel herself slipping into the pleasure of the act, his huge cock plunging deeper and deeper into her open hole.
Harry lowered his eyes and watched his moist, throbbing cock, moist along its whole length from her involuntary secretions and a slight trickling of blood as he rammed again and again into her. He saw the ragged pink edges of her flesh drawing back with it and swallowing it whole again like the lips of a child eating an oversized all-day sucker.
With a deep-throated groan, he began to establish a powerful rhythm of thrust and withdrawal, clasping her thighs and crushing them back at every withdrawal.
He spread her thighs farther apart. His head tingled and his cock throbbed and enlarged, and its very tip seemed to be pierced with steel blades. He felt all-mighty, all-powerful, she was so helpless under his thrusting cock. He wanted to split her right up to her navel, to lose his whole body, the whole of his loins in her belly.
She began to whimper as he drove into her cunt. He felt the softness of her cervix with the tip of his cock as he screwed his hips against her and he could feel the flood-tide building in his loins.
Harry began to pant even harder and his head rolled back and forth. He was grunting like a pig as he continued to fuck her cunt hard. He thrust and thrust some more and she moaned with pain with every movement.
He felt his big cock grow thicker and thicker to the point of bursting and the great flood trembled at the dam. He tensed his buttocks, scratching his nails along the skin of her back and with every forward surge he trembled from his heels to his wildly swaying balls.
Harry ground and scratched at her brutally and cruelly, his passion soaring to a fevered pitch. There was no holding back now. He had to come inside her cunt. Her body began to squirm under his and her movement incited him more and he thrust harder between her widely spread thighs, ramming his cock up inside of her.
He groaned in pain from holding back. But, he could stand it no longer. His entire body quaked and tensed as the roaring flood of his dam burst into her hot little pussy. It was like a torrent-a tidal wave.
Jenny felt him erupting inside her cunt, spurting his creamy liquid deep into the hidden corners of her cunt, filling her belly almost to the bursting point with the hot slippery liquid.
Jenny thought it was over. She rolled slightly on her side trying to force her uncle's weight off her tired body. He slid to her side, but didn't release the hold that he had around her waist. Jenny tried to struggle but his grip was too strong.
"Please stop. You've gotten what you want. Now leave me alone."
"We're not done yet, little niece. I want everything you've got, Cunt!"
She was too numb to do anything now. She felt herself being rolled over on the bed by his hands. His hot weight dropped on her back, his flesh oozing over her like some great rubbery mass of soft jelly.
Jenny was aware of the hardening of Uncle Harry's cock again, this time jerking against the crease of her buttocks and she could feel the pressure of his hands on her. His hands ran over her ass and up the inside of her thighs and calves, and he smoothed her buttocks with his fingers. She wondered what he was up to.
Jenny felt a dull discomfort between her buttocks and she shuddered against him, but made no other movement. It was a wasted effort.
Harry ran the edge of his right hand down the crease of her buttocks. It was hot between them and the flesh was a little wet and clinging from his cock. His fingers began to explore the puckered skin around that back hole. And then, it was clear to Jenny.
He was going to ram that big fat prick up her asshole. She couldn't move. He drew aside the buttocks like two halves of a peach. She tried to tense her soft cheeks together again, but he tore at them with determination. She couldn't resist.
Harry leaned back slightly so he could see the ring of flesh around the smooth anal lips. He sucked in his breath and dug at it menacingly with his middle finger. She cried out as he scratched the opening with his nail and then tried to push her body further into the bed to avoid the probing.
Harry felt the warmth of her ass as the tight hole closed around his finger up to the first knuckle and his whole hand squeezed in vice-like pressure on her closed buttocks.
He slapped the white globes of flesh with his free hand making her cry out. Harry caught her by the nape of the neck and squeezed savagely with his thumb and forefinger.
"Relax, baby. Open up your ass or I'll break your fucking neck!"
She gasped and pleaded with him in low exclamations of pain as he felt her body relax slightly and go limp to be used by his desire.
Harry moved his finger deeper into the tight little hole, causing her to cry out again, but she checked her tension halfway as she felt the increasing pressure on her neck by his fingers.
Harry moved his finger further and further into her back-hole, scraping the side with his nail in cruel passion. She began to move her ass like a frightened animal, trying to escape but getting more pinned down as she struggled. Jenny could think of nothing but the pain as his fingers delved and scraped at the anal lining and the flesh seemed to be tearing away from the rest of her body.
She was sobbing now. But, it only seemed to encourage Uncle Harry. He looked down at her writhing body and his cock jerked against the inside of her thighs, throbbing lustily once more.
Suddenly, he removed his fingers from her behind and held his cock in his hand, stroking it gently, feeling as though he might come at any moment. Gently, he pulled the foreskin back revealing the bright red head.
He tightened the grip on her waist, forcing her buttocks back against his thickened, demanding cock. It rode starkly against the intimate crease of her ass and ground against her for several minutes, and his fingers finally directed his shaft at the small hole which he had already stretched with his fingers.
The knob of his cock prodded the hole, testing the tightness. He grit his teeth and held her waist as he pushed her down into the bed.
Harry jerked into her with long, hip-thrusting stabs which made him bite his lips at the sensation. He could feel her anus clasping the tip of his prick now, pressing against it and he could feel her legs flailing out on either side trying to avoid his entry.
A long moan of pain burst from her lips and her body thrashed wildly under his, completely helpless. She gnashed her teeth in pain as he pressed deeper down the back passage until half of the length of his cock was inside of her. She bucked her bottom up at him, trying to throw him off, but as she moved at him he rammed it further into her until the complete shaft of the cock was buried deeply inside her.
When Harry rammed in, his foreskin was pulled painfully back in a sharp blaze of stabbing pain, and as he withdrew to the tip, her asshole seemed to drag at his powerful cock as if hating to let it retreat. Her buttocks were thrust up at him and she could feel the heat of his body against her thighs as her body was joined to his through her asshole.
Harry rammed in and out of her, working at her without thought of the pain that she was suffering. It seemed as if his massive prick was right up to her belly, tearing her insides to pieces, as if suddenly he would tear some part of her and in a flare of pain, kill her.
He jammed that prick into her softening, moistened cavity. He wished that he could go on forever and ever, but he could feel the pressure building up in his prick and he knew that he would come soon, come in her ass.
Jenny groaned and writhed beneath the wild abandon of his thrusts, knowing that her struggles only made it worse. She began to squirm her ass attempting to ease the pain.
"That's it, baby. Twist your ass. That feels so good," he cried. "Tighten it."
She did as he asked, for she wanted the act to be over. She began to clasp and unclasp the tight elastic ring of her anus around the hardness of his pistoning cock in rhythm to his thrusts between the soft cheeks of her buttocks.
Soon, she began to burst. The pain, the helplessness of her position, the obscene fucking he had given her were too much. Her body and mind went with it. "Oh, give it to me," she cried. Jenny lurched forward and back against him. She screwed the soft ass cheeks hard back against his driving pelvis.
A fire sparked in her belly erupting like an explosion, driving all thoughts of rape, shame and the fact that the crude, sweating male fucking into her from behind was her Uncle Harry. Her own movements to end it had betrayed her and her body was no longer hers. She had no control over anything now. She began to whimper and her teeth were tightly clenched together.
"Uncle Harry knows what's good for you, baby. You like my cock, don't you?"
"Oh, yes. Just fuck my ass, Uncle Harry." She couldn't get enough of him now. She wanted more and more.
"What do you want, baby? Tell me."
"I want your cock. I want your cock," she cried.
"Where do you want it, baby? Uncle Harry wants to know."
"I want your cock in my ass. I want you to fuck my ass. Give it to me harder. Yes harder."
Harry's cock began to quiver. His loins were feverish, his whole body swelling with a sense of triumph. He hammered harder and harder into her ass and he could feel his cock growing on the verge of ejaculation. There was no holding either of them back now. "Oh, I'm coming," she cried, beneath his pounding body, the juices of her passion rising like a flood deep into the well of her belly.
"Oh, I'm coming," he cried, "I'm coming in your asshole."
Jenny bucked and writhed beneath her uncle like a wounded wild animal in the last throes of death, feeling a sudden jerking of his throbbing cock deep up inside her belly as he pumped his hot cock juice far into the recesses of her asshole. At the same time, spurred by the flooding release of his passion ripping through her body, she could feel the fire of exploding lust erupting deep down in the secret corners of her own loins. Her body shook, her nerves quivered and with a wild scream of release, she burst madly.
Their bodies quivered in frenzy and then Uncle Harry collapsed over the limp aching curves of her back. Jenny lay still. Nothing would ever be the same again.
He rolled limply from her body without saying a word and Jenny could hear him putting on his pajamas. She just lay as he left her, flat on her stomach, with her legs still spread wide apart on the mattress.
"You were a good fuck, my little niece.
We'll have to do it again soon," he said chuckling. He left and she went to sleep.
It was a good thing that she was going to be teaching at the Medina School. Jenny didn't think she could ever look at Andy again. He thought she was a virgin. Now she wasn't. They fought and fought up at Uncle Harry's and Aunt Dotty's and Jenny told him to leave.
A week later she arrived at the Medina School ready to play school marm.
Mitch Medina, headmaster of the Medina School, had to say good-bye to the chick he was living with. It was time to go up to Vermont to meet his teaching staff. Well, he'd give her the fuck and suck job of her life so that she'd never forget him. Her name was Allison and Mitch could honestly say that he had made a woman out of her. Before he taught her how to screw she was a pathetic little girl.
Allison knew it was their last fuck together. She sensed that it was time for him to go off to Vermont. She wished that she could teach school and go up to Vermont with him, but she didn't have a college degree.
In bed, his kisses moved down her stomach, the tongue sliding into her navel, down, until his full, silken lips were kissing her lower stomach, lower and lower until his hot breath rippled through the hair on her sex and tickled the lips of her pussy. His tongue bathed her feverish thighs, down one and up the other. Her hands entwined in his hair as slowly he pulled her panties down, making her moan low and begin to undulate her hips. Slowly he drew her panties off her long, creamy legs and licked up her thigh. Then his lips kissed all through the hair between her legs and then down until his hot breath and tongue licked the length of her cunt. The hot moist weapon covered all her flesh and she spread wide for him. Then his tongue entered her hole, tasting its juices and causing her to gyrate more. She gasped for breath as his tongue licked her luscious pussy.
His hungry tongue probed into her like a sex organ, softly piercing and thrilling, and found her swollen clitty and worked on it, bringing tears of pleasure as she quaked. He licked her juicy box until the pleasure kept building and his silken full lips slid hotly against her cunt. Her legs moved up to his shoulders and she gasped as he sucked her cunt. She felt as if she were about to explode, his tongue turned her on so.
Mitch moved close to her and put his lips to hers. Gently, Allison eased him on his back and licked his lips and kissed his strong, thick neck, the muscles of his arms and the fine hair beneath them, loving the way he smelled. His body was like hot elastic as she kissed down it, until her lips touched the soft, clean fabric of his shorts and beneath it she could feel his round pulsing head. Her lips pressed against it and she breathed hot air on his tender skin as she kissed its length, down until her lips traced the curves of his balls.
Her fingers delicately slid under the elastic of his shorts and eased them down, slowly, until the pulsing pink head of his cock was visible. She licked the warm, tender skin, feeling him move beneath her. She eased the shorts down and bared his big cock. Her moist, tickling tongue licked the shaft along the throbbing large vein and when she could no longer wait she closed her mouth around the swollen head, sucking it and easing her mouth down further, until all his big cock slid into her mouth.
"I want to fuck you, baby," cried Mitch. "Stick that big mother in your cunt."
She stopped eating him and maneuvered the cock into her big gaping hole and he began to fuck her cunt, thrusting in and out of her, deeper and deeper. Allison bucked and undulated her hips beneath him, wanting to get the most of the fuck.
His body soon began to stiffen and Allison could feel his come shooting out into her cunt. She contracted her muscles over the organ so that she could sap him of all his juices. She wanted to have as much as she could. After all, it was their last fuck.
The following morning, Mitch was all set to leave Allison. He arranged to meet his sister, Gayle, the headmistress of the Medina School. They were driving up together.
Gayle had her own farewell performance with her female lover of the past week. Gayle wasn't really that upset about leaving the woman. She liked variety. That was what was so enticing about the Medina School, filled with young nubile girls and sex-starved teachers.
Gayle knew that she and Mitch were going to have a great time. She wondered which teachers would succumb to Mitch and which ones would succumb to her. Her juices churned just thinking about it. Gayle felt her cunt spitting its come just thinking about having all the girls she wanted at her disposal. She looked down at Mitch driving the car. He must have been thinking the same thing for she could see a bulge in his trousers. The future never seemed brighter. Or longer. Or hotter.
