As far as Casey could make out, less than twenty people sat in the movie theater this evening. Well, I guess it makes sense, she thought. It is, after all, a Tuesday evening, and this is Sandersville in midJune-not New York City on a Saturday night. And both feature films were at least five years old, and had already played the TV circuit. Love With Another and Ten-Minute Countdown were not exactly your hot items.
In fact, Casey had accepted this movie date with Chuck only because she was both horny and bored. Her nineteen-year-old body had been "on hold" for the past two weeks, ever since she had accepted the job as counselor at Camp Kanaki, here in the wilds of Maine. When Chuck Ramey, another new counselor at Kanaki, had stammeringly asked her out on a date, she readily, even eagerly, accepted. Anything to break the monotony!
This was Chuck's first summer at Kanaki. He was, Casey had already well noted, a big, good-looking guy, with a nicely contoured, muscular body. He had been hired as a swimming instructor primarily, and he had a definite lifeguard's physique. He had curly blond locks and a deep bronze tan. But, Casey could tell, he obviously had no experience with girls-at least not the kind of experience that Casey had had with boys already. Casey could tell, from the tentative way that he approached her for the date, that he was not yet a man of the world. Although he too was nineteen years old, Casey would have bet her two weeks' pay that he was still a virgin.
Casey had lost hers a year ago. At eighteen, to be precise. While babysitting in her very own neighborhood....
She smiled fondly as she recalled.
Casey knew what her lush body did to boys. She knew how her long, tanned legs drove them wild. She knew how her young, firm breasts made their tongues hang out. And she knew how to use this knowledge to get what she wanted from boys.
She had learned how to call the shots, with devastating coyness. For she knew what it was that boys always wanted, even if they didn't know themselves. And the kick of it was that Casey usually wanted it too! But the boys never knew that until it was too late.
"Let's sit back here," she said.
"Are you sure we can see from here?" asked Chuck, a quizzical expression crossing his face. Casey had indicated the back row in the theater's small balcony.
"Oh, we'll see everything just fine!" she replied, taking him by the hand and leading him into the shadowy corner. Casey had worn a tank-top, which stretched up over her protruding, young spheres, and a short, summery, white skirt. Her bronzed legs were bare, and on her lovely feet she wore stylish, slightly raised sandals. Her silky auburn hair swirled about her bare shoulders as she moved toward the darkest, most intimate corner of the movie-house. She shot him a reassuring smile-white teeth and dark, red lips-and tugged his big hand like a puppy on a leash.
Jesus, thought Chuck Ramey, she's beautiful! What a lucky guy I am to have a date with her. And here I am holding her already. I was wondering if I'd get to kiss her tonight, but now it looks like we might get to do some necking, the way she's insisting on sitting way back here.
The thought of it made his mouth dry. As good-looking and athletic as Chuck was, Casey had been correct in her assessment of his sexual innocence. A couple of heavy necking sessions had been Chuck's limit to date.
He looked around as they sat down. There was no one at all in the balcony-if you could call it a balcony. It was really only a raised section of seating, set three steps above the rest of the theater, consisting of about a dozen rows.
When the theater finally darkened, Casey scrunched down and snuggled closer to Chuck, pressing her smooth, bare shoulder against his arm. Just as he was wondering whether he should hold her hand or put his arm around her shoulder, Casey surprised him by running the nails of her dainty hand scorchingly up and down the goosefleshed arm that he had been trying to decide what to do with. Then she rested her lovely head in the nook of his arm and chest and tilted her face up to his. Unless Chuck was very badly mistaken, this was the most obvious invitation to kiss her that he was sure he would ever get. And although Chuck was inexperienced, he certainly was not stupid. He felt his heart quicken as he bent his lips to hers.
Casey's soft, pliant red lips opened to meet his, her darting tongue glazing along his teeth, forcing its way into the depths of his own warm mouth. Jesus, thought Chuck, this is terrific! What a kisser!
His tongue fenced sensually with hers, both sliding and probing and dancing about in each other's mouth. But it was Casey who was definitely on the attack.
Casey sucked on his tongue wildly, her passion stoked to a height that Chuck would still have to reach. She opened her mouth as wide as she could, making his access to her wonderful mouth as easy as possible. Chuck could do nothing to halt the mounting excitement that her tongue gave him. His arm slid around her shoulders, resting a hand on the satiny shoulder, caressing it gently.
Then his breathing quickened even more as he felt his penis begin to stir to life, swelling and hardening and blossoming upward into massive erection, straining against the confines of his pants. He moaned as the blood pounded throughout his body, centering in his young, throbbing cock.
Casey knew what she was doing to this boy. Oh, how she knew! And she was doing it to herself too! Her own pussy was beginning to seep love juice into her tiny, bikini panties, and her thighs were rubbing together in anxiety. The nipples on her swollen, firm breasts were rock-hard, and the tips clearly visible in the tank-top, half-inch nubbins that pointed to her arousal like a barometer.
Poor Chuck, she thought. He doesn't know what's hit him. And so thinking, she insinuated her hand between the buttons of his shirt and inserted a teasing finger into his navel, sliding the nail around the rim.
Christ! thought Chuck. She's got her hand inside my shirt, on my bare skin! Holy Christ! It was driving him crazy. He had had no idea that the evening would develop like this. He'd had the all-American nice teenage-boy notion of what to do on a date. But it was rapidly dawning on him that Casey had other ideas-much more interesting ones-about how to spend an evening at the movies. He had never had a girl touch him like this before, nor had he ever had a girl who could kiss so thrillingly and wantonly-and so soon! The first movie had scarcely begun....
Her nails were caressing him all over his belly, running teasingly along the top of his belt-line, gently pulling at the hairs that covered his abdomen. Then she pulled her hand free from his shirt and proceeded to undo the buttons on his shirt, starting at the neck and working downward.
Chuck could scarcely believe what was happening! It was incredible!
Casey finished undoing his shirt, spread it wide apart on his young, hairy chest, and lovingly ran her fingers through the curly blond hair that adorned his chest and stomach, skillfully working the boy up to an unbearable pitch of excitement. She opened her mouth again and kissed him long and slow, sucking the saliva from his wet mouth, massaging his teeth with her tongue. Then she pulled his shirt free from his pants.
Casey leaned over and planted a warm, wet, open-mouthed kiss on his chest, slowly licking his pectoral with her hot, pink tongue.
Chuck Ramey's eyes glazed over as he ran his hands through her silky hair, then caressed her tanned shoulders and upper back. All the while, her lingering tongue licked in tiny circles and long wet strokes across his bare chest.
The veneer of his manners and boyishness melted along with the blood that was pounding through his veins, and he hooked his thumbs in the back of her tank-top and pulled it slowly down her smooth, teenage skin, bunching it at her upper waist.
Her ripe, swaying young tits sprang free and pressed their hard, distended tips against his arm and chest as she continued to kiss, lick and nibble at his chest, stomach and nipples.
Chuck had never felt a girl's naked tit before, but he was looking forward to the first time. Finally, he thought, I get my hands on some fresh breast!
He brought both big hands around to the resilient gourds and cupped them, letting the diamond-hard nipples scrape his palms. Then he kneaded them like dough, squeezed them like foam rubber.
Now it was Casey's turn to moan, and moan she did! This was what she had wanted. She needed some big stud to fuck her, to feel her. She didn't know if she could get fucked right here in the theater, but it was worth a try and this was definitely a start!
The first feature played on. Flickering light from the projector bathed them in occasional swatches of dim illumination.
Casey sat back in her seat, her head lolling back, her eyes closed, her beautiful pointed tits aimed at the screen, a smile playing on her full lips. Chuck reached out to heft and weigh a firm tit, to pluck at the iron spike of the long nipple. Casey's tongue snaked out and licked her lips wetly.
Hesitantly, then more boldly, Chuck leaned over and kissed the distended nipple that rose up out of the cone of female flesh that was assaulting his senses. He took to it naturally, sucking and licking it.
"Yesss ... that's nice ... suck it ... suck my tit...." And so saying, she fed more of her tit into his sucking mouth, feeding it in with her hands. "That's it, Chuck ... that's it, big fella ... suck Casey's tit! Lick them, nibble on them! They ache for you, you big man!"
Her words had the desired effect of driving Chuck Ramey almost out of his mind! He had never heard such things from a girl before! The effect was to make his cock even harder and bigger, if that was possible.
His mouth and tongue slid wildly all over her creamy mounds. Up one hill and down another, nestling in the scented, wonderful valley between her magnificent tits, his mouth slithered. Both his hands had by now moved into action, cupping and molding and squeezing her young mammaries.
His mouth fastened on a nipple and sucked for all he was worth! His lips tightened and his tongue lashed the hard, rubbery thimble.
He thought he would come in his pants as he did it.
Casey thought she might come in hers too!
"Oh, Chuck, Chuck baby ... my good man, my good boy ... that's terrific!"
He sat back, breathing raggedly, and stared at her naked upper torso. Her hard young tits quivered with lust, and her nipples were long and hard and virtually throbbing.
"Oh, Casey," he said. "My God ... you're beautiful, just beautiful." He dropped his eyes, almost with embarrassment. "I'm aching for you. I'm dying for you." He glanced down at the obvious erection he had sprouted, and her eyes followed.
"I know," she said.
"I didn't mean it," he said.
"I did," she replied.
He stared at her, still not fully comprehending.
"We might not be able to do the real thing here. But we can sure do a little relief work," she continued. "I don't know how you manage, but after two weeks at that camp, I'm hornier than I can remember. I'm a little tired of doing myself; how about you?"
If it hadn't been so dark, Casey would have seen Chuck blush.
"There's nobody around us up here," she said.
Chuck glanced about and saw that she was right. The nearest viewers were a good forty feet ahead of them.
Slowly, Casey lifted her gorgeous, long tanned legs up onto the backs of the seats in front of them, letting her short skirt slide up to the tops of her swelling thighs. She hunched down a bit in the seat, almost hanging her behind off the edge of the cushion. Even in the dim light, Chuck could see the plump, inviting mound of her young, eager pussy, veiled through her thin bikini panties. His eyes followed the line of her long legs down to her pretty little feet. Her sandals were obviously kicked off on the floor somewhere, and he detected the crimson tint of her toenails, painted up for the occasion.
Christ, he thought, she was simply stunning! And she's throwing herself at me. This must be my lucky night!
"Feel me, Chuck. Feel me good. Really treat me."
Chuck couldn't believe his ears. He looked down at the shapely bare legs stretching out and parted for him. Casey began to purr like a kitten as she took his hand and placed it upon her silken thigh. He could feel her muscles tense there as he rested his hand just inches from her pussy.
Chuck decided to take full opportunity of the unexpected development. Casey obviously meant to get felt up-maybe even to get masturbated; but he didn't know how to masturbate a girl! He'd definitely need a teacher.
Casey was a pretty good bet for a teacher, he thought as he slid his hand back and forth on her smooth thigh. Then he ran his hand from her knee to her panties, catching his breath as he tremulously cupped her sweet, young pussy through the thin panties.
"Yeeeaaaaahhhhh ... I like that! Treat my hot little pussy nice, okay, Chuck baby? Feel it up good!"
Her words fired him up. He rubbed her cunt with his fingers for a minute or so through her pants, until finally he worked up the nerve to slide a finger up under the legband.
It was like an electric shock touching both of them. Casey moaned and spread her thighs wider. Chuck almost strangled with excitement as he ran his fingers through her curly pubic hair.
He was doing it! He was actually doing it! He was touching a girl's naked cunt! And it was as terrific as he had always fantasized it would be!
Now he pushed the legband of her panties right over to one side, exposing her young pussy to the air and his exploring fingers completely.
Casey was watching him through slitted lids, and correctly guessed that he needed some expert guidance. She moaned and reached down to her tender pussy, entwining her lovely fingers with his own in her pubic thatch. Delicately, she guided his fingers to the wet slit of her cunt and brushed its length with them, while he breathed heavily.
"That's where you should feel me, Chuck baby. Slide your fingers into my cunt." Then, feeling especially wicked, she added, "Fuck my hot young cunt with your finger, big fella ... stick it right up my hole and fuck me with your big, long finger!"
In the dark, Casey could not see Chuck swallow, but she smiled as she imagined it. Tenderly, his finger probed around the opening to her pussy, sliding back and forth in the slippery folds of girl-flesh until it discovered, like Columbus discovering America, the shores of the New World-the entrance to her fabulous, tight young cunt. Slowly, ever so slowly, he sank his long finger deep up inside her pussy, impaling her gorgeously.
Casey veritably mewled her delight and panted for more.
"That's it, Chuck! Really give it to me! Put it to me! Move that finger around! Stir it up! I love your finger up my snatch!"
Chuck did move his finger around inside her slippery tunnel, but more because he was getting into the spirit of the thing than because she was suggesting it. He didn't think he could stop himself if he had wanted to now. She had made herself too delectable, too available, and thus too exciting.
He twirled his lewd digit in widening circles deep within the elastic confines of her lubricated tunnel, marveling at the erotic sensations shooting through his loins in connection with his intimate exploration. His strong, young penis pulsed upwards, threatening to burst from the confines of his pants. His cock was tingling and his balls were tight-ever so tight!
He plunged the finger as deep as it could go. "Oooooohhhhh ... lovely! Fingerfuck my hot pussy, Chuckie baby ... Fantastic!" Chuck aimed to please.
Casey placed her soft right hand on his probing left hand once more, urging it to have its way with her. Then she placed his thumb on her throbbing, erect little clitoris, moving it in slow, sensuous circles around the now well-oiled center of her pleasure. Chuck wasn't sure what it was that he was stroking, but he could clearly see that she liked it, and he could distinctly feel that the tiny kernel of flesh was stiffening and swelling, much like his own pounding young cock.
Casey groaned. "Yessssssssss...."
Chuck massaged the nubbin more vigorously.
"That's my clit, Chucky," she moaned. "That's the magic button ... that's what sets a girl right off! It's how to blow my rocks, by making nice love to it ... It likes to be tweaked, stroked, pulled, pressed-you know-sort of loved and paid attention to...." She eyed him suggestively. "Just like your big, hard cock likes to be paid attention to in the same way." Casey's voice dropped with her lust, and the bluntness of her words sent Chuck to new heights of desire. He slid his thumb back and forth, round and round, up and down, all the while working his finger lewdly and creatively high up in her now freely oozing snatch.
Casey began to arch her hips upward, impaling herself more fully on his probing finger, spreading herself wider for his massaging thumb. Her hands went to her firm tits and began to pull on her long, erect nipples. Her mouth opened wide and her pink tongue hung out as her eyes rolled back in her pretty head.
"Holy fucking mother Jesus Christ oh-oh-oh!" Casey was now humping her hips up and down on Chuck's hand-fucking, and with the added stimulation of his maddening piston finger, her orgasm was not too far off. She moved her feet wider apart, leaving room for two seats between her propped ankles, and her head rolled from side to side as her tongue licked her red lips and her fingers twisted her aching nipples. Chuck's thumb slid rapidly back and forth across the straining, stiff clit and his finger continued to worm its way indecently high up into her slippery, elastic vagina.
Her hips began to buck feverishly now, and Chuck could see that she was going to cum. She reached down with her tongue and mouth and tried to stuff her ripe conical tits into her licking, sucking mouth. Her tongue trailed across the pert nipples and her teeth nibbled at the erect rubbery spikes.
Shit, thought Chuck, look at her! She's hot as a pistol-and she's going to go off like a fourth of July display if I keep this up-and any minute too! She loves it!
But what about me? he thought. What about my satisfaction? What am I supposed to do? Go home and jack myself off, as usual?
He gazed at the beautiful, lust-filled beauty fervently sucking on her own tits as he dutifully fingered her lovely, slick young cunt to cumming. And he knew it was the right time to strike a bargain. All the cards were stacked in his favor.
Abruptly, Chuck Ramey withdrew his big finger from the precious, tight cunt of Casey Lockhart and left her humping up at empty air.
After a couple of seconds, she opened her eyes, whined, and clutched at his hand, trying to force it back to its exciting task. Her pelvis was suspended as it was left to her ankles and elbows to support all her feminine weight.
"Don't stop, Chuck! You can't stop now! I'm almost there!"
"But what about me, Casey?" he said, taking his hands and placing them on her firm, smooth breasts. He kneaded them as he continued. "If we keep this up, I'll cum in my pants. Or else I'll go home with a set of aching, blue balls. Neither alternative is all that attractive, Casey."
"I'd planned on taking care of you, Chuck. Don't worry about that!" And as she said that, she reached out and placed her hand on the rigid pole in his pants, clutching it tightly, causing him to virtually gasp with astonished desire. "If you'll just strum my hot little pussy to cumming, I'll pull this big baby until it shoots off its beautiful load into the palm of my hand! I know what big, hard cocks like!" she added.
As if the bargain had been half-struck, Chuck settled his big hand intimately into her wide spread crotch, nestling in the curly pussy hairs. He began to slide his index finger in wily circles around her swollen little clit, and she reached down and cupped her own ass cheeks, rotating them to her own lewd rhythms. She sighed with delight as she felt the crisis had been averted.
But Chuck was not finished.
He had been assured of her potential submission by her rapid acquiescence to his sudden pleas. He knew now that she was good for more.
He ran his finger down into the weeping opening of her tight cunthole, then withdrew it, grazing the puffy cuntlips teasingly with a light-as-a-feather caress as he leaned close to her ear in the darkened theater.
Chuck was a quick learner.
He suddenly stopped his finger, still barely touching her clit. She mewled agonizingly and indicated with her bucking hips to continue.
"Casey," he began, licking his lips and going for broke.
"What is it now, Chucky baby?" She squeezed his massive erection through his pants.
He gritted his teeth at the exquisite pleasure, but carried on, offering his deal. "I'll fingerfuck you and strum your stiff little clitty to cumming, if you'll...." he paused, gathering his courage to actually say it, " ... if you'll suck my cock."
She opened her mouth in surprise at the sudden bluntness and turn of events in their roles. She hadn't expected Chuckie to have such things floating about in his mind-at least not so soon!
"Suck me right off," he added bluntly. "Take my big, hard cock in your pretty mouth and suck it until it blows...." He trailed away, awaiting her reaction. To add power to his suggested deal, he moved his finger in an indecent, slick trail down her fleshy furrow, then plunged it deeply up her clutching pussy.
Casey gasped audibly at the sudden invasion, then closed her eyes and relaxed to the pure wondrous pleasure of the fingerfucking. Her own fingers were sliding up and down Chuck's mammoth stalk.
"Anything you say, Chuck. Anything. Only don't stop! Don't ever stop...."
Chuck felt the excitement and lust rise up in him like a balloon at her words. She had agreed! She would suck him off! It was incredible! Here was this lovely, shapely young teenage girl riding her oiled cunt up and down his finger, putting his digit to herself in the wildest way! Her long, bronzed legs were spread as wide as possible, making her helpless pussy completely available to him. Her top was shoved down to her waist and her gorgeous young tits were shimmering like jelly, bared for his whims. And he had stuttered his proposal for a date only hours earlier and had been nervous about whether or not he should try to kiss her-after all, she was so beautiful!
And now she was his.
The turn of events still staggered him.
To get sucked off!....
His mind reeled.
But now his hand went to work. It was time to blow her rocks. Time to set her off, like a time bomb craving to explode!
He squeezed one bare tit with one hand, while his other hand strummed her quivering little clit in four-four time.
"Oooooohhhhhh ... Chuck! ... Ooooooooooooo ... my tender little clitty ... Aaaaaaahhhhhh ... your finger ... rub me, rub me, rub me ... aaaaahhhhhh...."
Her hips rolled around to maximize his pressure. Chuck stared down at her writhing, hairy mound, jutting out from the panties that were shoved to one side of her luscious cunt.
"Now Chuck now it's happening now Chuck now! Now! NOW! NOW! OH! AH! FUCK! FUCK! Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!"
Her hips bucked and her thighs tightened and her pretty legs straightened as she came and came and came ... Casey's tight little cunt spasmed and squeezed and oozed and panted, and Chuck sent two fingers plunging hard up her tunnel to finish her off. Her cunt muscles clutched at his invading fingers, squeezing them like they were a cock that had impaled her on its length, fucking her juicily and obscenely.
Slowly, eventually, her breathing slowed down and so did Casey.
With one hand on her naked tit and two fingers from the other hand stuck deeply inside her open cunt, Chuck paused to enjoy the lascivious spectacle beside him.
She was stunning.
And now it was his turn.
And the first feature had scarcely gotten rolling. He couldn't remember whether it was Love With Another or Ten-Minute Countdown that was on. But he smiled wryly as he reflected on the appropriateness of either title right now....
CHAPTER TWO
"It's my turn now, Casey," he said.
Her face rolled toward him and her eyes were still slitted with lust. Her spiked tits pointed toward the silver screen and her pretty little red toes were curled with delight.
She had loved it! She had gotten her cookies snapped beautifully!
What Chuck didn't know was that she might have sucked him off anyway! It had certainly been no major concession to her, the way he had thought it must be. Cocksucking was nothing new to Casey Lockhart. In fact, she was looking forward to it!
"Yeah!" she replied lustily, somewhat surprising Chuck. "Now I'm going to suck that big cock of yours ... going to suck it right off! Only, you have to promise that you'll fire off into my sucking mouth, and let me swallow all the cum ... OK?"
Chuck could scarcely believe his ears. He thought he would blow his load just listening to her! He'd never heard a girl talk so dirty! It was incredibly exciting ... And sucking and swallowing him. Holy fuck!
"You got it, Casey dear ... You got it!"
Casey's hand, which had never fully released his big cock, began to rub the massive organ through his pants. Then she undid his belt and slid his zipper down, spreading his pants open. His erection strained upward, tenting his underwear. She took it in hand through his underwear and began slowly shagging it up and down.
Chuck gasped with pleasure.
"Now," she whispered, "lift your hips, Chuckie dear, while we get these nasty old pants down and out of the way...."
Chuck, whose shirt was still open, lifted his hips at her suggestion, and she hooked her fingers in the waistband of both his pants and underwear and slid them down, down, down to his calves, where they bunched up there, leaving him bare all the way down his front....
His giant erection swayed like a telephone pole, jutting up from his crotch, its purple head pulsing, the big vein down its length visibly throbbing as the blood gorged it to its full height. He opened his legs a bit more, revealing the swollen testicles that had risen up into their tight, hairy sac, bloated with churning sperm, aching to fire it off.
"I guess the best way would be for me to kneel down in front of you on the floor and suck you that way. What do you think?"
"What? Uh, yeah, sounds fine, whatever ... Just suck it, OK Casey? ... I mean, really suck it, OK?...."
She licked her lips. "I'll suck it for you, baby. Don't you ever worry about that ... Casey knows what to do with a big, hard, beautiful cock like that!"
She pulled her tank-top up over her boobs, but as she did so, Chuck said, "No. Leave it down. I want to feel your naked tits against my legs while you're sucking. I might even want to fill my hands with them while you're giving me my ... my ... my blowjob...." He whispered the last word throatily.
Smiling coyly, Casey slid the top down, springing her perfect young tits free once again. They bounced and swayed on her chest, puckered and stiff and swollen. Then she slid sinuously to the floor between his legs, her face inches from his naked cock. Her hand reached out to grasp it in her fist, and Chuck sucked in his breath as she did so.
It was the first time a girl had ever touched his naked cock, and it felt great!
"Your cock is gorgeous, Chuck. Just gorgeous."
Then she leaned forward and planted a wet, licking kiss on his upper thigh, her pink tongue slithering along his tensed flesh until it touched his testicles.
Chuck's mouth fell open as her tongue made searing contact, and his fingers went to the top of her head, tangling themselves in her silken auburn hair, caressing her scalp.
Casey continued to lick slowly and lovingly at his testicles, running her teasing wet tongue in erotic circles around his balls.
Chuck thought he would lose his mind. He glanced down in time to see her pretty red mouth stretch open and watch as she delicately sucked one of his balls into her warm, liquid cavern, lapping it gently with her tongue all the while. Then her mouth opened wider, and she sucked in the other ball. Her nose rested against the pulsing base of Chuck's rigid erection as she lovingly sucked on his big balls. And her hand began to slowly jack his cock up and down, masturbating him as she mouthed his sac, licking him into a frenzy.
Chuck could feel the sperm boiling and churning down there, dying to fire its way up the long pipe.
Then Casey eased the balls out of her superb mouth and licked up the underside of his cock like it was a big popsicle. She licked and licked and licked. Finally, she began to lick the crown of his penis, and began French-kissing the big head of his cock, trying to work her tongue into the tiny slit at its apex.
She continued to run her slippery tongue all over the big plum-like head of his penis, then began darting her tongue all over, licking and teasing his erection like a butterfly flapping its wings. Her hands, meanwhile, trailed their long fingernails lightly along the surface of his thighs and testicles, tickling, scraping, sensitizing.
He reached down and grasped her young, full tits in his hands, lifting them upward. She looked up at his strained face and asked teasingly, "Do you like this, Chuck? I mean, is everything okay so far?"
"Oh, fuck, Casey, yes, okay, beautiful, love it, more, more, lick, suck, lick me, suck me...." Then he seemed to emerge from his sensual daze partially and look down at her pretty face, inches from his swollen, blood-filled cock. "Now, Casey baby," he said, "wrap those pretty red lips of yours around my cock and show me what a talented cocksucker you really are ... I want to fuck those beautiful lips...."
"And I want you to fuck my lips! I'll suck you, Chuckie, like you'll never get sucked again. Because, if it's done right, there's never one as good as the first time!"
Taking his balls in one hand and running the other up onto his stomach and chest and trailing her red-nailed fingers along his flesh, she bent forward and wrapped her pretty red lips tightly around the swollen head of his engorged penis, then hollowed her cheeks and began to suck!
Her tongue swirled furiously and her lips seized him like an elastic band, and she sucked!
She began to move her head slowly down the thick length of his cock, swallowing as much of it as possible, until she had devoured more than half of the beautiful man-flesh; then she slid her slippery lips up the rigid spike and sucked mightily as she did so!
Down the cock, the tongue twirling, swirling ... then sliding up the cock, sucking madly ... her hand rolling the balls around sensuously....
Casey's head moved rhythmically up and down, her lips and tongue worked furiously.
Chuck opened his eyes and looked up at the screen for the first time in ages. It must have been Ten-Minute Countdown, because the scenario on the screen depicted a US missile just about to be launched from somewhere in the Arizona desert. The rocket engines had started, the blast vapors were rolling out horizontally from its base, and a shuddering noise had pervaded the theater.
Chuck pulled Casey's pear-shaped boobs apart and squeezed them forcefully, making her moan with pleasure.
Her red lips slid down.
Her tongue swirled wetly.
Her mouth sucked, her cheeks hollowed, her lips slid upward.
Again.
More slide. More swirl. More suck. More slide. More swirl. More suck. Suck.
Suck. Suck. Her tight fleshy mouth sucking. Her lips clasping. Her tongue sliding.
On the screen, the rocket was achieving liftoff.
Chuck could feel the cauldron of his sperm about to boil over, feel the volcano about to erupt.
He glanced down at his massive penis sawing in and out of Casey Lockhart's wet, sucking mouth, saw her head bobbing subserviently as she worshipped his mighty cock with her lips, tongue and mouth.
His balls rose up in their sac, tightening in Casey's gentle grip.
His body virtually gurgled, and his mouth fell open as he felt himself about to cum into her voraciously sucking mouth.
Casey could sense it too! She could feel his entire body stiffening, his cock expanding, the big head of his organ about to burst.
She began to suck more greedily!
Slide down. SUCK up; Slide down. SUCK up.
"Oh, Casey, Christ, here it comes! Oh, fuck, here it comes! It's coming!"
He fucked up into her mouth furiously. Casey sucked intently, trying to suck his balls out through the tiny slit at the head of his bloated prick.
He shuddered and gasped and thrust upward into the wonderful, wet sucking lips, his hands kneading her big boobs in unison with his thrusts.
And it came!
Chuck blasted the first jet of scalding cum down Casey's sucking, swallowing throat, and came, and came, and came....
And came....
And came....
Casey continued to suck every last precious, delicious drop from his spasming prick, licking and sucking and draining him dry. She could feel his balls relax slightly in his scrotum, and she slid her tantalizing lips up to the head of his softening cock, rested her pretty head in his naked lap, and continued to suck absentmindedly on his limp penis.
She had loved it! It was delicious!
Opening his eyes, Chuck noticed that the rocket on the screen had been successfully launched, and was dwindling in the blue sky, trailing vapor.
Chuck Ramey sat in a daze for a few minutes after ejaculating his hot load of cum into Casey Lockhart's sucking mouth. She had done it! She had sucked him right off! It had been terrific-better than anything!
Glancing down, he saw that she was still kneeling back on her haunches on the floor in front of him, her lovely head in his bare lap, her pursed red lips stil wrapped snugly around his limp penis, still sucking softly, as if on a pacifier. Her one hand was still idly rolling his big, now-relaxed balls about in her long, sensuous fingers.
What an evening!
And it was just starting....
Chuck's fertile mind began to weave imaginative visions as he realized what he had stumbled upon in Miss Casey Lockhart. This could prove to be an incredible summer.
He had borrowed the camp van to come into Sandersville for the evening to the show, since Tuesday happened to be their night off. But the curfew still applied-they had to be back by midnight.
The show had started at seven ... Chuck glanced at his watch.
It was only seven-thirty! A mere half-hour had transpired.
He knew he had to get her somewhere else ... The theater was somewhat limited in its physical space for any further sexual gymnastics-at least of the type that were now drifting through Chuck's mind.
"Casey." He put his hands under her chin and tilted her face up to look at him. She did not release his prick from her sucking lips as she met his eyes.
He looked down at the erotic spectacle of her, with her mouth happily stuffed with his cock. "Let's get out of here, OK? I think I've, ahem, lost interest in the show...."
Without letting the precious cock loose from her mouth, she managed to smile and nod joyously. Taking a couple of last furious sucks at the bountiful pecker, she resignedly let it slip from her wet lips. Sliding back into her seat, she pulled up her top over her perfect young tits while Chuck got his pants and shirt done up and tucked himself in. Taking her by the hand, Chuck led her out of the theater and down the street to where the camp's old Ford van was parked.
Hopping in, Casey was first to ask, "Where do you want to go?"
Chuck was not familiar enough with the area to have an appropriate parking spot selected in advance. But thinking about it, he did remember seeing a roadside picnic area a few miles outside of town, something he had noticed on their way into Sandersville.
"I think I know a place," he replied.
"Good, Chuck ... because," she giggled, "you know," she added coyly, letting her voice drip with sexiness, "I just love to fuck...."
Chuck's erection began to grow anew!
And Casey knew it. She glanced down at his rising cock and lay her head down across his lap as he started up the engine and headed out of town. She nuzzled it with her face and mouth through his pants as he drove, making him have to work at not breaking every speeding law going....
He settled one hand on her lovely head and caressed her silken hair as he proceeded to the picnic area.
As he proceeded, he thought with great calm and assuredness, I'm going to get fucked.
CHAPTER THREE
What had transpired in the movies that evening was not lost on Casey Lockhart either. She knew how exciting her words and actions were to young Chuck Ramey. When she had talked about fucking and sucking, the poor boy had almost lost his mind! And when she had actually gotten down on her knees and sucked his big stiff cock until he had ejaculated into her mouth, she knew that she had given the young man a glimpse of what was possible, and an inkling of just how far she might go.
But what Chuck didn't know was that Casey had some plans of her own.
Casey liked being in control, and using her sexual attractiveness to please her-not merely to please some boy with a hard-on.
All this flitted through her head as they sped along toward their own version of a "picnic" in the state's thoughtfully provided roadside area.
She maintained her mouth and face in a rubbing, caressing motion, along his prick, thus keeping him in a constant state of sexual arousal. Her hand once again wormed its sensuous way inside his shirt and was scraping red nails lightly along the sensitive, hairy flesh of his stomach and chest.
Casey knew how she would play her cards. And she knew she had all aces.
The roadside area had about a dozen picnic tables spaced sensibly back from the highway, running back a hundred yards or so into a wooded tract, securely secluded from the main road. Since it was nearly eight o'clock at night, it was not fully dark; nor were there any picnickers-nor likely to be any at this time of night.
It looked perfect.
Chuck drove the old van far back to the last table and its surrounding acreage, noted the old barbeque pit, the inevitable trashcan, and, not too far away, the wooden outhouse that must necessarily grace such locales. Cutting the engine, he was suddenly aware of the silence, the solitude, and the potential for the next few hours, especially when he glanced down at the nuzzling face of his even ingdate....
Casey sat up and smiled from her seat.
When Chuck reached across for her, she closed her hands over his, effectively stopping him.
Chuck frowned. "What's the matter?"
"You want to fuck me, right?"
"You bet I do!"
"Well, then, I've got a proposition to make to you." She continued to smile coyly, placing her tongue in her cheek as she paused dramatically. She pursed her pretty lips. "I'll let you fuck me if you'll first promise to do anything I say."
Chuck's eyebrows rose slowly up his forehead. There was a prolonged silence between them before he asked, "What's to stop me from just taking you as I want you, right now, no deals? I'm much stronger than you, and there's no one around to stop me."
"There's nothing really to stop you ... except the knowledge that I'll resist and that it'll be the last time you touch me all summer. You'll be losing the best thing you'll ever find in these backwoods this summer. I hope you and your horny cock enjoy each other's company for the next three months if you do.
"On the other hand," she paused, "if you do as I say, I'll willingly-no, make that eagerly fuck you-and you'll have the time of your sweet life fucking up between my spread legs, feeling me clutching you and humping up onto you, fucking you back.
"Think about it," she concluded.
Chuck did think about it. For about thirty seconds. Then he asked, just to clarify the terms, "What's the deal again?"
"You do anything I say first. Then I eagerly fuck you." She ran her hands up her thighs....
"Anything...."
"Anything!"
Jesus Christ, thought Chuck. Wouldn't you know it. There had to be a catch to it. She was just too good to be true. Here she had him all stoked up, like a well-prepared furnace at full blast. How could he refuse?
Grudgingly, he answered, "OK."
Pushing her advantage, Casey said, "What was that, Chuck dearest? I could barely hear you."
"OK," he repeated, meeting her eyes. "Deal. You got it. Anything."
Casey could scarcely conceal her delight. Her gorgeous ass squirmed in her seat and her pussy began a new flood of juices as she contemplated what this would mean to her sense of power and dominance for the rest of the evening. And what a small price to pay! After all, she liked fucking!
Her perky nipples began to stiffen and jut out ripely.
"Excellent, Chuck! You're as smart as you are well-hung!"
She reached down and tugged her tank-top up over her pear-shaped, bobbing breasts and tossed it into the back of the van. Then she took her nipples in her long fingers and pulled and twisted the hard fleshy rubbers to full stiffness. They stuck out almost a full inch.
"Take your clothes off, Chuck. Every stitch. I want you bare-ass naked!"
Chuck complied. He undid his shirt, pulling it from his well-muscled arms and chest and tossing it to join her top in the van's rear. Then he undid his pants and shoved them along with his shorts down his legs, leaving them lying at his feet. Then he lifted his feet and removed his shoes and socks and sat back, his gigantic penis rising up like an ancient Norman tower looking out over the sea.
It was, Casey estimated, a full eight inches, with a pulsing vein, a great swollen knob on its crown, and hefty, man-sized testicles slung tightly at its hairy base. It almost rested against the steering wheel, throbbing all the while.
Casey licked her red lips and continued to play with her own tits. "Get out of the car, Chuckie dearest, and come around to my side and open my door, the way a lady has a right to expect a man will on a first date. Let's go!" she snapped like a drill sergeant.
Chuck did as he was told, walking slowly across her field of vision out the front windshield, his massive erection swaying in front of him. Jesus, she thought-look at him! He's magnificentl A stallion-and hung like one tool A true stud....
Chuck opened the door and stood back like a well-paid butler.
"Thank you, kind sir," Casey mimed as she slung her long, shapely legs out the door and walked a few paces from the car before turning to face him.
Now it was Chuck's turn to admire. He was stunned at the erotic spectacle that she presented, naked from the waist up. Her voluptuous tits stood out high on her chest, like ripe melons, tipped with pink, puckered nipples that literally ached to be sucked. Her sole articles of clothing were the short white skirt that came to just above her knees, the bikini pants that he knew were under it, and her sandals.
Her legs, he noted again, were superb-tanned, curved, long-real man-killers! And once more he let his eyes linger on the red-nailed toes that graced her sexy feet.
He felt a tiny drop of seminal fluid seep from the slit at the tip of his massive penis as the giant organ continued to throb and announce its readiness for pussy.
Casey noticed it and licked her full lips.
She knew how delicious it was!
Casey left him standing there naked and went over to sit on the picnic table, resting her feet on the seat. She let her skirt hike high up her thighs and did not bother to worry about closing her legs.
Instead, she did just the opposite, letting them drift open a foot or so. She knew he could see her pussywetted crotch, and her slight exhibitionism excited her.
"You and that big cock come over here and kneel down at my feet!"
Chuck and his big cock strutted over and knelt before her, his eyes staring up her skirt and gazing intently on her plump, oozing cunt mound. There were pubic hairs visible, sticking out the legbands of her panties.
"Suck my toes, Chuckie baby! Worship my feet!"
Modestly surprised, but expecting, as she had said, anything, he took her right foot in his hand, undid the sandal, and lifted her pretty foot to his mouth. Fastening his mouth over the big toe first, he began to suck.
Casey's eyes lit up with excitement!
He was doing it!
"Yeah, big Chuckie, that's it! Suck that toe! Nibble them all! Lick and kiss my feet! I love it! I love it!" She tossed her head back with delightful abandon.
Chuck sucked each toe on each foot in turn, spending a full minute or so on each one. By the time he had finished working his way through them, like ten little Indians, Casey was so turned on she was running like a tap into her pants. Chuck himself had gotten thoroughly into the spirit of the thing and would have burst like a balloon if someone had given him a couple of yanks on the pecker.
"Ooooohhh, baby, that was fine, so fine ... you're a terrific toe-sucker, just terrific...." moaned Casey, her voice drifting off like a cloud. She then placed both feet on his shoulders and leaned back on her hands to catch her breath. Chuck took the opportunity to catch his own breath as well as possible, considering he was once more gazing flush into her lava core-the broiling pussy that he had been promised he would get to fuck his big cock into!
Casey recovered enough to decide her next routine. "Hey big fella."
Chuck looked up.
"Stand up." She slid her feet off his shoulders and back onto the seat of the table.
Chuck stood up, his big pole jutting up and out to its full, blood-engorged eight inches.
Casey took her pretty feet and began running them up and down the sides of his straining cock, tickling and caressing the organ with her just-sucked toes. Chuck sucked in his breath. She slid his cock between the big toe and the next one, jamming it between them just below the big, purplish head. Then she tightened her toes and commenced a slow shagging of his erect cock, moving the loose outer skin up and down the steel shaft within.
She was masturbating him with her foot!
Chuck let out an inhuman, strangling sound and opened his mouth as if in a daze. Her foot continued to jack him, speeding up now.
He felt his knees go weak.
A few more yanks and he would blast his bolt all over her foot and leg....
She stopped.
She could tell just how close he was, and foxy Casey was in no mood to lose her stud so quickly!
"Oh, baby, don't stop! My balls will turn blue! Jack it! Shag it! Pull it! Please
"Oh, quit whining, Chuckie baby, and relax! The evening's young! Calm down!" Casey absolutely delighted in handling him this way-scolding him for being so excited, after she had been the one to get him that way. No one had ever accused her of being fair, she thought ... It was, after all, just fun....
Chuck sank to his knees, moaning, his fist clutching his shuddering cock. But he bit his lip and forced the rising load to remain in place-at least for the time being.
He didn't think he could take that again!
Christ! He was dying to fuck up between her long legs-aching, throbbing to sink his big tool into the soft mush of her hot cunt! How much more could a guy stand?
"Stand up, Chuckie."
Chuck stood up before her. She reached out with her hand and wrapped her cool fingers around his big, naked cock. She began to pull the loose outer skin forward and backward along the bone-like shaft, covering the big, bloated mushroom head, then sliding it off and making the big purple tip open its little mouth wide, then repeating the process ... ever so slowly.
Chuck almost broke down. "Oooohhh fuuccckkkkkk ... Casey ... Casey ... shag me ... pull me ... jack me ... I'm going to explode! I'm going to hit the treetops with my cum blast! ... Ohhhhh Chriiiissst!"
Casey loved it.
She continued to jack him, ever careful to relax her grip when she sensed him tensing or felt the big veined cock in her smooth hand begin to jerk in preparation for the eruption. At that point, she would quickly move her hand to the tip of his penis and squeeze the big head-a technique she had learned would delay the blast and keep a guy hard longer. In this way, she amused herself playing with Chuck's big hard cock, turning herself on while enjoying her power over the now-submissive young stud.
On one stroke, when she had pushed the loose skin way back on his penis and exposed the big head and opened the tiny penis mouth as wide as it would go, she held it in that position while she stuck out her tongue, bent her pretty face down to his prick, and inserted the tip of her hot, squirming tongue right into the tiny opening!
Chuck couldn't believe the sensation! And she left her tongue there for a minute or so, worming it deeper, licking and twisting and searching. Her other hand used her long red nails to caress and scrape his hefty balls gently all the while.
Looking down at her tongue-which stuck out of her red lips and shoved itself into his prick swirling in slow circles, Chuck thought he might pass out. It was beginning to be too much!
But once again, Casey seemed to know, with shrewd sexual instincts, when to stop so as not to lose the big hard-on in her grasp to a shuddering explosion. She eased up and slid her tongue out of his cock-hole, giving the head a big slurpy lick as her lapper returned to her sexy mouth.
Still holding his cock in her hand, she sat back and watched wide-eyed as Chuck gasped for control, his eyes far away and glazed. He was visibly shaking!
Casey was far from finished.
"You're a good boy, Chuckie ... And that's a delicious cock-hole you've got there!" She dropped her hands from his cock and balls and watched it throb and pulse in rampant erection.
"Go over to the van and get my purse."
In a stunned daze, Chuck obeyed. He returned and handed it to her. Casey rummaged about a bit, smiled, then removed a long lipstick case. It was white plastic, a tiny phallus-shape, about three inches long.
Hopping off the picnic bench, Casey stood back and gave more orders.
"Come around to the end of the table, Chuckie."
Chuck did as he was told.
"Now ... I want you to assume the stance of someone being frisked by the police! Hands on the table!"
He obeyed.
"Feet apart!"
Chuck shifted his feet.
"Farther!" she commanded.
He moved them a foot farther apart.
"Not far enough!" Casey went up to him and kicked his calves, indicating that she would consider well over a yard apart satisfactory.
Chuck complied.
Then she stood back and admired the display. Smiling contentedly, she went to him and bent to run her hands up the back of his calves, up his muscled shanks, then paused to run her hands over his firm buttocks, caressing the strong, hard buns, squeezing them lovingly. Then she dipped her hand under his ass cheeks to grope at his balls, pulling and fondling the wrinkled sac while Chuck moaned. She reached around his front and grabbed his hard-on and began jerking it with her free hand.
He groaned.
"Nice, huh, Chuckie baby?" He groaned again.
"Well, I'm going to give you more than you ever bargained for...." And with that she reached for the lipstick that she had placed on the picnic table. She puckered up and applied a fresh coat to her lips, then stuck her index finger in her hot mouth, and started sucking and licking it lasciviously so as to coat it and lubricate it with her saliva.
Then Casey placed the tip of her finger directly on his puckered asshole; visible from his spread-eagled stance, and pressed it in an inch.
Chuck's head shot up and his mouth dropped open! "Oooooohhhhh FUUUCCCKKKK!"
Casey continued up his asshole; she worked it in and out of his anus an inch or so while his mouth hung open and his tongue hung out!
Then she reached around with her other hand and grabbed on to his big hard dong and began jerking it rhythmically.
Her two hands settled into an obscene rhythm-the one dutifully jerking him off, while the other sensitively and carefully fucked his tight asshole! She crouched right down beside the big muscled boy so she could watch the twin hands in action. She watched as her delicate hand squeezed and pulled and jerked his enormous cock, pulling it to its inevitable climax. And she enjoyed the sight of his tensed asshole getting fingerfucked, the two hands in a lewd tandem leading to the ultimate hand-blast!
"Like it, Chuckie? Like it? Huh? Nice, huh? I'm going to pull you and fuck your ass till you come! So keep those feet spread and keep those hands on the table!"
Casey began pulling and sliding his cock more dramatically. Her finger worked its wicked way around the outer two inches of his clutching sphincter.
Chuck's hands turned white-knuckled as he gripped the table in front of him, threw his head back and howled in abandon.
"Aaaaaaoooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwoooooooo...."
Another few tugs on the big cock....
And the first blast shot out of the shuddering, jerking, spasming prick in her hand, curving out two feet to land in a plop on the picnic table, followed by blast after scalding blast as Casey watched with pure unrestrained lusty excitement. The big penis had blown its top! The testicles were bunched up tight to the base of the bursting rod, while Chuck sent a shower of sperm in rhythmic blasts in a curving arc. His buttock muscles were clenched tightly, his anus clutching on her finger as Casey's talented hands lewdly milked his orgasm from his quaking body.
It was magnificent, Casey thought. Here was this big-muscled bull doing her bidding-even to the extent of humiliating himself by letting her stick her finger up his ass and milk his cum from his eight-inch prod. And he'd agreed to do anything!
Her nipples spiked out at the thought.
Slowly, ever so slowly, his erection became less rigid, then stopped its spasmodic jerking and spewing, even with Casey's hand urging every last drop from it. When she was satisfied that she had successfully drained the last drop from his big pecker, she stood up and admired his figure once more, proud of herself for having brought him to the point of submission that she was now witnessing. He was still slumped forward on the table, all his weight on his hands and spread feet, his cock hanging limp and dripping, his big chest heaving sighs and gasps.
"Chuckie."
He turned and looked uncomprehendingly at her.
"Come over here and take off the rest of my clothes."
Haltingly, Chuck straightened and tottered over to her. When he stood in front of her she spoke again.
"Kneel at my feet."
He slumped to his knees, spent and obedient.
"Pull my skirt and panties down, big fella."
Chuck hooked his thumbs in her waistbands and drew the garments down over her perfectly upturned bowl of a belly, over her bristly pubic curls, down her firm, swelling thighs, over her dimpled knees, along her perfect calves, and allowed her to step out with her finely turned ankles. Now she stood before him in only her sandals and her foxy smile.
He straightened up and stared directly into her pouting cunt.
"How," he managed to ask, "am I supposed to fuck that cunt with a limp dick like this? You promised."
"You'll fuck it, Chuckie, you'll fuck it! I plan on getting you so hard again it'll fuck up my cunt easy as pie! Why," she purred, "you're nineteen and still a virgin! As a virgin, you've got to be good for three cums in an evening-especially your first evening! And you've only had two...." Her voice lilted earthily, her red lips pursed sexily on the last word.
"You see, Chuckie, stud, I'm going to get you so excited that dick of yours will stand up and salute this pretty pussy of mine." She wetted her lips.
"I want you," she said, "to kiss it."
Chuck looked up at her face, not understanding.
"Kiss it."
A look of understanding dawned on Chuck's face.
"My little pussy ... my pretty little cunt ... I want you to kiss it!"
He licked his lips and looked somewhat nervous.
"You know," she continued, "first you kiss it, then you lick it, and eventually you suck it!" She waited patiently. "It's called eating pussy. You'll like it!" She reached down and spread the hairy cunt lips far apart for his lewd gaze. She bent her legs slightly and arched her back so that he could see everything. Everything.
Chuck looked up into the pink depths of her boiling, oozing cunt, saw the stiff, erect clitty he had strummed earlier in the evening and saw the slick channel that led right up into her very core. As he did so, he felt the faint stirrings of renewed lust in his cock, and it began to stiffen to half-mast.
Casey noticed it too and smiled.
"It's so tender! So delicious! I want you to suck my clit and stick your tongue right up my hole!"
Chuck moaned.
"Your tongue, Chuckie ... your tongue ... in my cunt ... shoved in as far as it'll go! I want to see that!" She paused. "Oh, how I want to see that ... and feel it...."
She sat up on the edge of the picnic table and opened her thighs, again spreading her pussy lips wide in lewd invitation for his tongue.
"Fuck me with that tongue, Chuckie ... and when you've eaten my tender twat the way it should be eaten ... then I'll let you fuck me!"
Her eyes lit up with lust, and her last words were enough to fire Chuck to action. He'd do anything to fuck up between her legs with his big hard cock. And who knows? Maybe he'd like eating her ... It was the kind of thing the guys at school talked about with mock-knowledge, as though they'd all done it and knew what it was about....
Well, he thought ... time to find out what pussy tastes like!
He leaned forward, gripped her luscious legs behind her thighs, for support, and lowered his lips to her widespread muff.
Teasingly, he ran his tongue along her entire cunt-slit, lightly, flutteringly.
Casey's eyes widened and her smile beamed. She sighed and arched her hips, feeding her cunt up to him. His tongue swiped the length of her lovefurrow and then his lips reverently and hesitatingly kissed her quivering little clit.
Casey smiled and sighed. It was heavenly! She spread her legs wider, making it easier for him to lap at her slit.
His lips had fastened on the love bud of her clit and were holding it gently while his tongue licked it and tasted its woman-taste. It was like heady wine, and the effect not unlike intoxication. As he put a bit of sucking motion into his lips and tongue, they both moaned their erotic delight.
"That's it, Chuckie! That's it! You're so good at it! So good! So sucking, licking good!"
Spurred by her enthusiasm, Chuck attacked his work more excitedly. His lips tightened about the rubbery little clit like an elastic band, and he began to tug and suck at it in rhythm. His tongue kept up the licking of the swollen, straining bud.
"Oh, fucking shit, that's unbelievable! Just fucking unbelievable! Suck my clit! Suck my hot little clit you lover you! SUCK IT!"
She ran her hands down into his hair, forcing his sucking mouth closer to her oozing cunt. Her long tanned legs stretched out straight with pleasure, then settled on his shoulders while his lips and tongue kept at her love button.
Chuck felt the soft skin of her inner thighs against his cheeks as he sucked and lapped at her tasty clit. Her thighs tightened like a vise on his head, and Chuck thought that he had never had his head in a more wonderful place!
"Ooooohhh ... your wonderful sucking mouth! On my cunt ... Oh Godddd...."
She straightened her legs and jackknifed them wide apart suddenly, leaning back on her hands. The effect was to spread her cunt wide-open. Chuck momentarily let her sweet clit pop from his lips and took in the visual stimulus before him. His cock was as rigid as an iron bar now. "Now, Chuckie, now! Stick your sweet tongue right up my hot cunt! Fuck me with your long tongue! Doit! Doit!"
Chuck leaned closer to her wet, glistening pink folds, took his thumbs and spread the fleshy lips far apart, then eyed the oozing cunt-hole that was quivering before his gaze....
And stuck his tongue out as far as it would go and pressed it against the hot, buttery hole that led to her molten core . ... And slid it right up into her cunt-hole. Right up. And in.
As far as it would go.
Casey Lockhart gasped and went rigid as if she had been live-wired and had had the switch flipped!
"Holy Jesus fucking Christ sweet mother God almighty your tongue in my cunt, right in, right in, right in...." her voice drifting down the tunnel of love.
Looking down between her widespread thighs and seeing her cunt with Chuck's long tongue shoved right up inside her was the ultimate turnon! She had this beautiful boy as her slave, and here he was kneeling between her legs with his tongue shoved up her young pussy, doing everything she asked of him. She was so excited she thought she might die!
"Wiggle that tongue, Chuck, wiggle that tongue!"
He did, and Casey almost swooned!
I love it! she thought. I absolutely love his tongue shoved up my cunt! It's the best-the absolute best!
But it couldn't go on, and she knew it....
"Take that tongue out and eat me gently, you cunt-lapper you. Come on! Get at it!" She sounded like she was giving military orders.
Chuck let the long, invading tongue shrink out, then closed his entire mouth over her entire cunt and began to suck and mouth it tenderly. His tongue, lips, and teeth were an artistic trio as he brought Casey to the orgasmic brink and her hips began to undulate and rise up to seek his mouth more eagerly.
Chuck was lost in the musky, heady feminine world of her genitals, a world unlike anything he had ever dreamed of. He could have eaten her for hours. She was scrumptious!
And Casey could have let him.
But she didn't.
She was as ready to fuck as she would ever be, and thought that it was time to give Chuck his due.
Reaching down and grabbing him by the ears, Casey pulled his loving mouth from her crotch. He gazed up at her woefully.
"It's time," she said, "to fuck, Chuckie dearest."
His eyes widened.
"Time," she repeated, "to fuck me."
He swallowed and licked his lips.
Enjoying herself, Casey continued, "time to get fucked...."
His mouth opened; he felt his tongue drop and relax.
"Time to fuck me right up between my long, sweet, spread legs, dearest. I'm looking forward to it!"
Chuck stood up, his erection swaying and throbbing.
Casey went over to the van, opened the back, took out an old blanket that was lying there, brought it back to where they were, near the picnic table, and spread it out on the grass. Then she lay down on it on her back, lifted her arms up above her head and spread her legs as far apart as possible in an obscene invitation to his manhood. Her legs were spread so widely that the cords under the sleek flesh of her groin were taut, and her pussy pulled open for his pleasure. He could see the love sap running from her pussy mouth down between her gorgeous ass cheeks.
In her most sultry voice, Casey said, "Fuck me Chuckie baby ... fuck me hard! How I want it! Slam your big cock up my hot slick cunt and fuck the daylights out of me! I'm yours.
She curled her toes and licked her lips.
Chuck knelt reverently between her spread legs, his knees touching her thighs. Then he reached out and wrapped a big hand around each firm young tit, squeezing and molding the big, resilient jugs. The straining, erect nipples scraped his palms.
Lowering his hips, he maneuvered the blood-filled head of his swollen penis to the portal of her tender cunt and lodged it there, burying the big plum an inch or so into her slippery channel. He left it there while he removed his hands from her shimmering boobs and let his weight settle on his hands. Then he looked down in wonder at the cock that was about to fill the pretty pussy. To see it buried only partially like that was an erotic spectacle, and Casey too lifted her head to watch as he proceeded to sink it inch by tantalizing inch up her hot, buttery cunt!
They both gasped in unison as it made its slow way up inside her tight, slippery hole without pause. Finally, their pubic hair mashed together, and Chuck could go no farther.
He was truly wonderfully fucking her cunt!
He was no longer a virgin!-The thought raced through his mind and left him light-headed with giddiness. It had been worth everything he had endured at Casey's hands and whims ... to be fucking such a stunning piece of tail as this! It was more than he could ever have reasonably expected.
All eight inches jammed solidly up her warm, clutching pussy, he felt power and pleasure.
"That's it, Chuckie! You did it! You're fucking me!"
He twitched his cock deep within her and made her eyes widen with appreciation.
"Yes, Casey dear ... I'm finally fucking you. And I'm going to collect on my end of our bargain by fucking you so thoroughly and completely that you may never walk again! You may never be able to close those lovely legs again!"
Excitement danced across her face as she listened to his words. "Yeeaaaahhhh!" she said. "Do it! Like that! And I'll give you a ride you'll never forget!"
Pressing tightly to her crotch. Chuck continued to twitch his cock deep within her warm channel. Casey purred her appreciation and admiration.
Then he slowly withdrew the big prod of meat six inches, leaving only two buried in her grasping pussy, gazing down at the big cock coated with her pussy juices, and ... slammed the big prick right back in to the hilt. Casey grunted in surprise. Chuck had good moves ... Slowly he withdrew it from her slick hole and ... rammed it back in the full length.
"Oh, Chuck, yes, fuck me baby!"
He slid it back out, this time feeling her pussy clutch at it in desperation to keep it snugly inside her....
And fucked it back into her with devastating force!
Casey's eyes were bulging ... as he began to speed up the process, fucking into her, slamming her with all the power of a young stallion getting his first piece.
Unable to contain herself any longer, Casey's arms and legs moved of their own volition, wrapping themselves about the muscled, fucking machine between her long legs. Her hands clutched his back and ran themselves along his shoulders endearingly, occasionally digging into his powerful back muscles, the nails scratching her passion deeply into his flesh. Her tapered young legs pointed straight up at the sky as he continued to plow into her pussy unmercifully, then unfurled and wrapped themselves tightly around his waist, drawing him deeply into her hole with each inward thrust of his lunging hips. In full flight, she clung to the young bull as he had his way with her, fucking her brutally and wildly. And she loved it!
"Oh, you big-muscled stallion you! Give it to me! Give it to me! I want it all! I want it all! Fuck my brains out! Fuck my brains out! I need it! Yesssssss...."
Chuck gave it all to her. He rode her faster ... Rode high in the saddle ... Rode low in the saddle ... Plowed her deep and straight, bumping the big head of his cock against her cervix, as far in as it would go. He rode up high and relentlessly rubbed her screaming little clit to full attention.
He rode her for a full ten minutes like that.
Until she was breathless.
Until she was tight as a piano-wire.
He slammed her in and out, slapping his big balls against her quivering ass cheeks, while she clung to him with arms and legs wrapped about his torso in manic desperation.
Until her eyes welled up with tears of pure joy.
"Oh Chuck, Chuck ... you're giving me the fucking of my life ... it's wonderful, wonderful...."
Her hands dropped from his back and he knelt back on his haunches, keeping his cock deeply embedded in her warm flesh, lifting her hips up slightly to maintain the position and the deep penetration. Casey kept her long legs wrapped zealously about his midriff, not wanting the big cock to ever leave her sensitive, pretty young pussy. Her ass cheeks rested on his thighs, elevating her entire pelvic region, leaving her weight shifted onto her shoulders. Her perky tits rolled sensuously about on her chest.
"Fuck me...." she managed to babble once more.
Chuck took his fingers and manually stimulated her puckered little clit, which was jutting up from her pussy. Casey stiffened and locked her legs tighter around him. She tossed her head from side to side and her silken auburn hair shimmered in the now-emerging moonlight. Chuck kept his big pecker firmly lodged in her hot, wet twat.
She was tensing, stiffening, quivering....
She was coming!
An inhuman sound emerged from her ovaled lips...."Uuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhh...." and her hips mashed tightly to his pelvis and began bucking furiously!
Casey Lockhart bucked and fucked and slammed her way to a devastating orgasm, writhing like an impaled animal on his long hard cock. And as she did so, something snapped deep within Chuck and he felt his body responding to her shifting, twisting hips in the form of his own unbridled ejaculation.
His balls were about to release their third and most ravaging eruption of the evening.
"Here it comes!!" he shouted, then lunged toward his necessary and inevitable unleashing. A giant blast of cum exploded from the tip of his swollen cock and shot far up into her secret depths ... again, and again, and again, and again....
And again....
And again....
Until he thought it would never stop. Ever.
But it did.
Eventually.
And when it did, the two of them slumped as one down onto the blanket, entwined, unable to move a muscle for many minutes, their spent young bodies shuddering.
For Casey, it was a night well-spent. For Chuck, it was the beginning of a formidable summer....
CHAPTER FOUR
The rest of the week passed rather uneventfully at Camp Kanaki for both Casey Lockhart and Chuck Ramey. There were the inevitable sly glances and occasional lingering touches during the completion of some routine task that threw them temporarily together. But as Friday dawned clear and sunny, neither had had a chance to do anything stronger or more direct than seriously reminisce over the Tuesday evening "date."
And reminisce they did ... often.
The camp didn't really get into full swing until July and August. At that time, the full contingent of counselors would come on staff for the summer. For the "lean" month of June, however, only a handful of counselors were kept on the payroll to handle the minimal number of children who could attend during this prelude to summer. Since most schools didn't even let out until the end of June, the only ones who ever attended were a few rich kids who went to private schools that released students for the summer a few weeks early.
So far, there were only eight kids at Kanaki, and four counselors. Of the counselors, there was only Chuck as the resident male; the other three were females.
Casey Lockhart was the one that Chuck knew best. And how he knew her best! The others were Debbie Cumberland, a very pretty, blonde novice counselor, whom he had not had much chance to get to know yet; and Betty-Ann Langdon, an attractive raven-haired coed who attended college in New York City. Debbie was eighteen, and new to Kanaki. Betty-Ann was the veteran counselor. At a ripe twenty years of age, she was also senior of the small group.
The owner of Camp Kanaki was Miss DeVore, a sharp-looking lady in her late thirties who, so the rumor went, had inherited the camp when her father had died a decade ago, and who had found it to be not too time-consuming and arduous a way to make a good living, and still have most of the year free from the mundane concerns of a job that obsessed most others. She talked a lot about her travels when she visited the camp counselors in her weekly attempts to socialize. But most of the time she spent at her big log house overlooking the lake, keeping a distant but vigilant eye on things.
Chuck had been up, showered and eaten, since seven. He pulled on his trunks and sauntered down to the lake to hammer a few more boards onto the dock that he had been building. As he approached, he saw Debbie sitting on the dock, her eyes closed as if in meditation. She was wearing a white string bikini that set off her good, full figure to advantage, and that displayed her healthy-looking tan in an extravagant fashion.
"Hi," he offered.
"Oh!" She looked up quickly, recognized him, and relaxed.
"Up a little early, aren't you?"
She blushed, sweeping her long blonde hair from her face with a naturally graceful movement of her hand. "Yes. I guess so. Just couldn't sleep this morning."
"Well," he said, searching the blue sky, "looks like it's going to be a beauty of a day!"
Debbie's heart raced as she tried to decide what to say next. She had risen early precisely to come down to the dock where she knew Chuck would come to work first to start his day. She had watched him from her cabin, which she shared with two ten-year-olds from Albany and Buffalo.
The ten-year-olds only served to accentuate her growing loneliness here at Kanaki. And there was this big, handsome boy-this Chuck Ramey-whom she never got a chance to meet due to the way they were all given different, almost separating roles by Miss DeVore.
Debbie Cumberland was a rather stunning-looking, eighteen-year-old virgin-blonde and innocent. She had voluptuous, full round breasts, tapered waist and thighs, curvaceous half-moons for an ass, and long, bronzed legs. Add to this her naturally pretty and healthy face and her bright blue eyes and winning smile, and the only miracle was how she had fended off the boys this long!
But her smile and eyes were also naturally shy, and trusting. And perhaps this had had something to do with her virginal state in spite of her beauty contest looks. However, after listening to Casey and Betty-Ann for the past two weeks up here at Kanaki, even she was beginning to realize that she was one of a kind. Certainly, Casey Lockhart had made it no secret that she and Chuck Ramey had done something other than hold hands on their Tuesday-night date at the movies. Without actually telling anything specific, her sly and suggestive remarks had kindled a kind of envy-perhaps even jealousy-of all the alleged fun that Casey had enjoyed with Chuck. And since nearly all Casey's conversation was sexually oriented, Debbie could only believe that she and Chuck had gotten into something pretty heavy on their date.
And since Chuck was the only male available, Debbie had decided to try her luck at kindling his interest. In spite of the fact that she was sexually inexperienced, she was desperate enough for company to try her hand at vamping Chuck. She knew she was pretty. She had just never known how to use the fact to her advantage.
If it was sex that caught a boy's attention-and Casey and Betty-Ann had finally convinced her that it was-then she figured she had better compete or face a summer of loneliness.
This was the first time she had worn the scanty white string bikini.
She knew it barely covered her large nipples, and it just fractionally reached the top of her pubic hair. She felt totally undressed in it. But that apparently was the idea.
"Am I in your way, Chuck?" she asked finally, indicating the hammer he was carrying and the dock he had obviously been intent on completing.
"Aw, gosh, no, Debbie. Stay a bit. Won't you, please?" Chuck's eyes roved appreciatively over her shapely form. When Debbie had bent forward, her over-ripe tits had swayed forward, almost tumbling out of their tiny containers. Chuck had noted a stiffened nipple that accidentally poked its way out of her top. Sitting down beside her on the dock, he let his thigh touch hers as their feet dangled in the water. She did not, he noticed, try to move her leg away. If anything, she pressed it closer. Her smooth, muscled thigh almost cried out for his touch. Chuck felt his throat go dry.
"Is Tuesday your night off again, Chuck?"
"Yes. It is."
"Are you," she hesitated, "going to be going out with Casey again?" she asked bluntly.
"Why," Chuck stammered, "I hadn't really thought about it." This was not totally true, because he had indeed thought about it. He had merely not confirmed anything. It was as though he and Casey had an unspoken agreement that there would be more of the same this Tuesday. Casey had certainly thought so. Who would turn her down? And up till now, Chuck had thought so too.
But now he wasn't so sure....
Debbie splashed her dainty foot playfully in the water, making contact with his own foot.
She looked up at him, her blue eyes only inches away. Her pink lips pouted open, glistening. "I'd like to go out with you, Chuck," she admitted candidly.
"Well," he said, making an instant decision, "why not?"
II had worked! thought Debbie. He had asked her out. Well, sort of....
Anyway, she bit her lower lip, realizing the effect that her bikini and brief touches had played in gaining his interest, then his commitment. Casey and Betty-Ann were right. Sex had turned the trick. She had new respect for her own powers over boys., She breathed in deeply, filling her tiny bikini cups with her ample boobs. Then, glancing sideways at Chuck, she took his hand in hers and said, "How about a walk?" Her eyes indicated the path leading down past the camp bunkhouses to the sheltered beach a few hundred yards south. There, she knew, no one would see them.
Chuck gripped her smooth hand. "Sure," he said. Their joined hands rested momentarily on her sleek, brown thigh, and Debbie felt a tingle in her breasts and loins. She was beginning to feel positively wicked!
When Chuck stood up, she purposefully, but quickly, dropped her eyes to his crotch to inspect the source of all this sexuality that had come to her attention through Casey and Betty-Ann's constant obsession with the matter.
Startled, she made out the outline of his long penis and his large testicles, prominent in his formfitting swimsuit. She caught her breath at the sheer size of the outline, since it had been her understanding that the thing actually grew larger upon stimulation!
The thought of that thing being larger almost halted Debbie's interest in sex right then. But not quite.
Chuck saw her eyes glance at his genitals. A slight smile played upon his lips at her sudden interest in him. Why, he wondered, so suddenly ...? Then: Who cares ... Never look a gift horse in the proverbial mouth, he decided.
With Debbie leading him by the hand, they strolled through the woods along the narrow path. Walking behind her, Chuck admired her swinging buttocks, and he delighted in the abbreviated manner in which her bikini bottom scarcely concealed her bountiful ass cheeks. As he let his eyes linger on her superb body and let his mind dwell on its sensuous possibilities, his cock began to blossom to full erection within the tight confines of his swim trunks. It was embarrassingly obvious, but there was nothing that he could do about it.
He knew that Debbie should take it as a compliment. Whether she would or not was another matter.
When they reached the hidden cove, Debbie turned her innocent blue eyes to him and squeezed his hand. "Pretty, isn't it?" she asked, indicating the lake from this vantage point.
"'very," he replied, not taking his eyes from her.
He took her other hand in his and pulled her to within an inch of his tall, strong body. She looked up soulfully into his face, closed her eyes and pouted her pink lips. Chuck brought his mouth down onto the liquid soft invitation of her mouth. Carefully at first, then more insistently, his tongue traced an outline along her lips, seeking entrance to her mouth. Hesitantly at first, her mouth opened to accept his tongue, letting it slide and explore all the hollows and corners of her sweet, delicious oral cavern.
Their tongues entwined in a dance of passion, searching out secret gullies, liquid grottos, caressing, sliding. While their tongues took turns slipping into each other's mouth, their bodies pressed tightly together.
Wrapping her in his strong arms, Chuck ran his hands up and down her back, feeling her firm tits mashing themselves against the steel of his chest like giant marshmallows. His erection ground against her cuntal mound, sending shivers of excitement and unknown pleasure up and down Debbie's spine. Her long arms held him tightly around his neck.
What am I doing? she thought through a haze of passion. Here I am alone at seven in the morning with Chuck, turning him on! And turning myself on too! I must have lost all sense of my moral bearings! She'd never been with a boy in a state of undress like this. She'd had a few pretty steamy necking sessions in high school-but never any petting. No one had ever so much as touched her breasts-let alone gone any further!
And now she was considering more ... so much more!
She ground herself against the young man, kissing him wantonly and frantically. She had decided to explore this whole sex thing as far as her body and her conscience would let her-to find out if it was all that it was made out to be. She was tired of spending time alone, while Casey had Chuck for herself.
And his thing! She could feel it pressing against her groin and belly. It seemed enormous-and rock-hard! Debbie's mind reeled at the thought of what its sexual function was.
Chuck's hands caressed and stroked her bare back while the endless kiss continued. Eventually, his hands moved down to cup her young buttocks, pulling her abdomen closer to him.
Debbie let him do it. It was a first for her.
His big hands began to squeeze and mold the resilient ass cheeks. Unceasingly, his iron-hard cock ground into her feminine mound.
Debbie felt a rush of excitement that was without precedent for her. Her nipples and tender young pussy actually tingled with lewd sensation. She could feel her cunt starting to lubricate its inner walls, in a way she had read about but never experienced.
When Chuck slid his hands down inside her bikini bottom to cup her bare ass cheeks, she tensed visibly. Should I let him do that? she thought. Should I ...? But the questions trailed away as she was overcome with the pleasantness of the caress, with the loveliness of the intimacy.
She tightened her arms around his neck as if to blind herself to what was going on inside her pants.
His fingers were exploring down between the girl's soft, velvety cheeks, sliding along lower, lower....
Softly caressing her pouting cuntlips, trailing their way through her silken pubic hair ... his fingers began to probe between her full labia, noted the lubricant oozing out and, satisfied, slid a retreat from the rear entrance to her crotch.
Debbie was slightly disappointed at his finger's exit, until she realized what he was doing.
Chuck rolled her bikini pants down onto her tawny thighs, leaving them twisted there, letting the morning breeze waft through her cunt hairs. Then he moved his hand around to her front and cupped her tender, virginal pussy, running his fingers adoringly through her mat of blonde pubic hair.
Debbie almost swooned....His hand, she thought ... right on my bare pussy!
And without further rational thought, she dropped one arm from his neck and reached for his big, hard cock.
It was Chuck's turn to almost swoon....
Her hand ran the full length of the massive beast, teasing it with her fingers through his tight swimsuit. I can't believe I'm doing this! she thought. I can't believe it! But I am doing it! And I am loving it! Anything that feels all this wonderful can't be bad!
With this thought, she dropped her other hand to Chuck's suit and, using them both, peeled the suit down over his giant hard-on, leaving it bunched on his muscled thighs.
Then, for the first time, she saw a naked man's cock in full bloom.
She gasped! I had no idea, she thought. Look at it!
"Chuck...."she said.
He looked down at his erection, the rigid flesh swollen upward to his navel, then into Debbie's sweet, innocent face. He saw the shock and awe there.
"My God! It's ... it's ... enormous!" she said reverently. And so saying, she reached for it, grasping it gently in her smooth hand, noting its girth, its texture, its solidity. And to think that a woman is supposed to take this inside her pussy! Debbie was stunned....
She studied the big purple head that stuck out of the top of her fist, admiring its winking eye. And pulling it to one side, she gazed at the large, masculine testicles that were slung heavily below the big rod.
Suddenly, unable to stand it anymore, her fist tightened around it and her lips sought his once more. Kissing her furiously, wantonly, his hand returned to its mooring, cupping her tender young pussy. Lewdly, a finger sought entrance to her slippery cunt-hole, probing in the pink folds until it lodged in the entrance.
Then it slid smoothly in, up to the first knuckle, moving in slow, oily circles, caressing her unexplored young pussy walls, appreciating the elastic nature of the tight flesh there.
He has his finger right up my pussy! thought Debbie. He's feeling right inside me! Oooohhhh Goodddddd ... it feels so wonderful! So beautifid....
And her hand tightened around his bloated shaft, instinctively commencing a rhythmic movement, sliding the loose skin up and down the iron bar of flesh.
Chuck moaned, stirring his finger to new activity in response.
And this is how they were engaged when the morning siren shattered the silence of Camp Kanaki, signaling a new day, breakfast, and the mandatory appearance of all constituents of the camp at roll call.
Chuck, with his finger jammed up Debbie's sweet little twat ... Debbie, with Chuck's big hard-on peeping from her tight, feminine fist.
As the siren wailed to a stop, both accepted the interruption, then hesitatingly disengaged themselves from their intimate activities. Pulling up their pants, they walked hand-in-hand back along the path to the camp.
There would, they both knew, be another time.
There would be Tuesday. ... Up in the big log house overlooking the lake, Miss Amanda DeVore was intently gazing through her binoculars at an arresting spectacle. She watched as two of her counselors, Chuck Ramey and Debbie Cumberland, pulled each other's pants down into twisted ropes around their thighs, then proceeded to fondle each other's genitals. Debbie, she could see clearly, had a vise-grip on Chuck's enormous prick, and was rhythmically jacking the big tool, its swollen head emerging from her pumping little fist with each downstroke. Chuck astutely had his finger shoved up Debbie's oozing twat and was giving the stunning young blonde a leisurely fingerfucking.
It was only with that untimely wail of the morning siren that they had grudgingly released each other's private parts, hitched their pants back up, and strolled back to the camp to commence the day's activities.
Lowering the binoculars from her dark grey eyes, Miss DeVore found that she was breathing somewhat heavily. What she had witnessed had not really surprised or shocked her. After all, these were normal, healthy, good-looking teenagers, in the prime of health, curiosity and new-found hormonal urges. What it had done was excite her! Her own pussy had begun to bubble up with sap as she voyeuristically treated herself to the youngsters' display.
Ahhh! To be so young again ... There was truly nothing so firm and solid as a young man's erect cock! Nor, she thought, was there anything that could equal the suppleness and resiliency and smoothness of a young girl's legs and breasts!
No wonder Chuck and Debbie had been doing what they had been doing. How could they have resisted?
Her own body was nothing to be ashamed of either, she knew. She had maintained her figure, her good legs, and her firm bosom, long past the point when many of her female friends had seen their bodies turn to cellulite and fat.
Not Amanda DeVore! She worked out and took care of her body. Exercise, good food, and ... plenty of young sex, wherever she could find it. Male or female. And, more often than not, she found it right here at Camp Kanaki, in the heart of Maine.
She made a point of hiring good-looking young people ... like Chuck, Debbie, Casey and Betty-Ann. And sooner or later, as the summer went on, she cued onto how to best approach her healthy young counselors.
Like Betty-Ann, for instance.
Betty-Ann had been re-hired. One did not get rehired at Kanaki unless Miss DeVore was very pleased with that person.
Amanda had been very pleased with Betty-Ann the last two summers. 'very pleased indeed....
She was sure she would not be disappointed in this summer's young people either. Especially from what she had just seen.
Dropping off her nightie as she prepared to step into the shower, she caressed her own naked pussy. And she fantasized that it was Chuck Ramey's hand that was running its fingers through her luxuriant pubic curls. Her nipples stiffened and her tits grew taut with sexual excitement, and she fantasized what it might be like to have Chuck's-or even Debbie's-mouth sucking on them tenderly, pulling the long thimbles hard and stiff with lips that appreciated them for the superb spheres that supported them.
Enjoying herself thusly, she stepped into the hot water that was cascading downward. Maybe, she thought as she slipped a digit up her hot cunt, just maybe....
CHAPTER FIVE
"Where are we going Tuesday evening, Chuckie?" asked Casey when she saw him Saturday.
"Uh, about Tuesday, Casey, uh ... well ... I won't be able to make it...."
She looked at him uncomprehendingly. "Pardon?"
He hemmed and hawed and finally stuck his hands in his pockets and gazed at her as directly as he could-which was to say that he only dropped his eyes every so often. "I promised Debbie I'd go out with her Tuesday evening. She's already switched her day off with Betty-Ann so we'll have the same day off this week."
Casey "was stunned. "What about me? What about our arrangement?"
"Now, Casey ... you know we didn't have any arrangement."
"Well," she was flustered, "maybe not exactly an arrangement," she blustered, "but I didn't figure anything had to be spelled out-especially after the time we had last Tuesday."
"Yeah," he smiled. "We had a good time last Tuesday. Or, at least," he continued, "you had a superb time. I admit that I came out OK in the end. But some of it didn't go exactly as I would have liked it. Know what I mean?"
But all Casey could think of was Debbie Cumberland! Imagine, that little boring" virgin upstaging me! How could Chuck be so dumb? He'd get nothing from that tight-cunted little know nothing! A goodnight kiss maybe.
He'll come running back to me for some real action, she thought. Once she slaps his hand! OK. Let him waste his time with Debbie-get it out of his system. He'll be mine for sure after that.
She could hardly wait to see his disappointment Wednesday morning....
Casey was incapable of imagining anyone as a challenge to her sexually alluring femininity.
"OK then, Chuck. Take Debbie out! Have a good time. But when you get horny, you just might have to beg me for it in the future. And," she added, I'll really like that!"
But Chuck's response only confused her, since it consisted only of a coy, knowing smile.
He shrugged his shoulders and walked away from her gaping, incredulous face. Debbie, he knew, would be anything but boring. And he would get a chance to teach her something, instead of being the little boy who was being accorded a big favor, as he had been with Casey. In fact, he didn't know how his pounding cock could stand waiting till Tuesday!
Debbie had had a few days to think through what the Tuesday-night date could mean to her future. And with full comprehension, she had decided to go wherever the evening led-even if it meant losing her virginity.
It's about time I got laid! she thought. I liked the way I felt with Chuck that morning at the lake when we had each other's pants pulled down and were feeling each other up. Here I am: eighteen, and still a virgin! And what for? So I can sit around like an old maid while girls like Casey and Betty-Ann get to go out with the boys....
Not anymore!
And here it was Tuesday, finally, and Chuck would be picking her up within a half-hour. She selected her skimpiest lace panties and bra, a silk blouse that buttoned down the front-she would leave it with a button teasingly undone-and her briefest, summery mini-skirt, which would swirl about her long legs at mid-thigh, setting off her shapely young bronzed legs to full advantage. Deciding against stockings or pantyhose, she completed her wardrobe selection by choosing a pair of high-heeled sandals, guaranteed to firm her calf muscles and make her legs look even longer-if that was possible!
When she had dressed, she admired her stunning appearance in the mirror, then decided to add red lipstick to complement her red-painted finger-and toenails. Brushing her blonde hair to a downy, silky soft cascade, she noted the way her firm, ample tits rounded out of the tops of her bra cups, and how the undone button played peekaboo with her creamy flesh.
Gosh, I hope Chuck likes me! she thought. I hope he thinks I'm pretty-as pretty as he thought I was in my white bikini the other day-Pretty enough to make his big penis all hard and long the way it had been that day. She blushed at the memory, feeling a secret tingle shoot through her loins at the image of the rigid bar of flesh and the memory of how it felt in her clutching, squeezing fist.
I think this is what it must be like to be horny, she thought. She licked her red lips after applying the lipstick. Well, I'm ready tonight! There'll be no siren to get my pants back up this time-or his!
As she smoothed her short skirt over her full hips, she heard Chuck's knock at the cabin door.
When Chuck saw her that evening, she did make his penis all long and hard, just as she hoped she would. And she saw its long, thick outline in his tight pants because Chuck had thoughtfully not worn any underwear tonight. If I need it tonight, he thought, then the whole evening's a waste.
They had managed to avoid each other for most of the time since their encounter last Friday, heightening the anticipation for this evening. Upon seeing each other, and each other's readiness now, they both sensed the wait had been well worth it.
Chuck's eyes roved her voluptuous young figure, scanning the tanned, firm skin like a precision instrument. Debbie's eyes were riveted on the big, long bulge in the front of his pants. She licked her red lips and felt a warm tingling down in her pussy-the same feeling that had started when Chuck had stroked her pouting cunt last Friday and stuck his lewd finger up her wet snatch.
God, how I want to see that thing of his again! thought Debbie ... All big and hard and long ... all swollen and veined and throbbing ... with that gorgeous big plum at the top and that tiny slitted eye!
She couldn't stop herself from walking across the room and staring at its outline. She walked right up to him and stood so that her tits touched his chest and her abdomen pressed against his long erection. Placing her hands on his chest, she kissed him lightly on the lips and said, "Let's get out of here, Chuck."
His hands slid down to cup her ripe buttocks and pull her close to his cock. "Great idea, Debbie."
And with that they went out to the camp van and drove off down the road toward Sandersville.
Peering from various vantage points in the camp as they left were the curious eyes of Casey Lockhart and Miss Amanda DeVore. Both watched with vested interests.
Debbie and Chuck knew that they would never get to the show that they had used as a cover story for their date. Neither had ever really intended to go to the show. In fact, if they had ended up there, it would have signaled a great mistake on one or both their parts.
"You're very beautiful, Debbie," complimented Chuck honestly as he glanced sideways at her long, lovely legs flowing from the tiny skirt. The skirt had slid high up on her tapered thighs, and Chuck could see the edge of frilly white panties as she settled herself on the seat beside him. Her breasts heaved with the beginnings of passion, straining against their cups.
She blushed genuinely. "Why, thank you, Chuck." She bent a knee toward him. "You look all masculine and handsome yourself ... and ... big...." Her hand rested on his thigh, mere inches from his erection, and her words sent the blood streaming into his prick, filling it with lust-engorging yearning to bury itself in a cunt!
"Oh, baby," he moaned, then placed his hand on hers, sliding it up onto his cock, pressing it to his steely flesh there. Debbie was thrilled! She had her hand on his cock already! Her fingers caressed his big balls and his legs eased apart to give her freer access to them. He moaned again, moving his hand away and back to the steering wheel, letting her decide what to do with her hand next.
Debbie had already decided.
She reached over with both hands and undid his belt, then ran his zipper down and spread his pants open.
Even though she knew what to expect, she could not suppress the gasp of reverence that escaped her lips when she once again saw his massive penis, blooming upward out of his open pants like a giant oak tree. Chuck was breathing hard now. His big cock throbbed with the speeded-up pumping of his heart and his swollen testicles bunched up tightly at the hairy base of the pulsing rod.
Her eyes widened and she reached out to touch it eagerly. Chuck sucked in his breath as her long cool fingers made searing contact with his naked cock. Running the balls of her fingers lightly up and down the lengthy staff, Debbie felt her cunt begin to tingle and moisten.
Chuck could keep quiet no longer.
"Oh, yeah, baby! Take it in your hand! It needs to be touched and squeezed! It loves it! Shag my big naked cock!"
His words excited Debbie incredibly! She wanted to hear him tell her more about how it felt and what it felt like. It was so wicked! It made her mushy little pussy literally ooze....
"Do you like this, Chuck?" She wrapped her fingers around its enormous girth and slid her hand up and down. "Do you like it when I ... when I ... hold your ... your...." she had never said the word out loud before...." ... cock...?" And when she had uttered the word, it was as if all barriers had broken down, and anything was possible. "And when I touch your ... balls'!" Her other hand hefted the big eggs in their wrinkled, hairy sac. They felt wonderful to her!
"Touch it! Squeeze it! Jerk it! Milk it! ... Cocks are made for girls to handle ... for girls to get fucked with ... for girls to suck...." He hissed the last word, and Debbie thought she might pass out just listening to the wonderful, dirty things he was saying!
Chuck could drive no farther with her hanging onto his big dong like that. He saw the same picnic area that had been so useful last week with Casey, and swerved the van off the road and back to the secluded spot where he had lost his virginity last week.
Tonight, he knew, Debbie would lose hers here.
Cutting the ignition, he turned to her and stared into her blue eyes as she worked his cock up and down. "Do you like it in your hands?" he asked.
"Yessssss."
"Good." He reached out and began to undo the buttons on her blouse, opening it and slipping it off her smooth rounded shoulders, off her arms. Momentarily, she let his big cock slip from her milking fingers, just long enough to allow her blouse to be drawn over her hands. Then she clutched it again greedily.
"Jerk my big, hard cock."
One slim hand milked his shaft while the other rolled his big balls about adoringly.
"Do you love it?"
"I loveit!"
"Say it. Say it all."
"I love jerking your big cock! I love it in my hands! I never want to let it go! I want to take it home to bed with me! I want to keep it in a secret drawer! I want to have your big hard cock around to play with whenever I get lonely for cock!" She was almost panting at her own words now. Her eyes glazed over. The transformation from hesitant virgin to lust-maddened, cock-hungry nympho was incredible, and heading toward completion. It was as though all the years of repression and self-denial had burst at the seams.
She ran her pink tongue over her red lips. Her hands never ceased their ministrations on his big prick, and a bubble of semen had seeped from the cock-tip, like a white pearl, a forerunner of the sea of sperm that was raging within his teenage body.
He unclasped her bra and slid it off her conical tits. The ripe young breasts were firm and resilient. He grasped one in each hand and kneaded them like rubber, sliding his thumbs across the smooth spheres to tweak the stiff, hard nipples that had burst forth cryingly from each boob. He then pinched each long nipple in his fingers and began to pull and twist.
"Oh Chuck! Oh my God! My breasts!"
"You mean your tits!"
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean," she responded. Eager to please, she said it. "My tits! Oh my tits! What you're doing to them! Oh my God!"
He leaned forward and placed one of her magnificent young mammaries in his mouth and proceeded to suck on the distended nipple.
"Yessssss ... suck it! ... please suck my tits! Suck ... tit...."she was babbling now.
He sucked mightily and then let it slip from his lips. She mewled her disappointment.
"Let's get out of the van," he said.
He slid across and they both exited on her side.
Propping her back against the side of the van, he pulled her little skirt down along her tawny legs, dropping it in a puddle at her feet. Then he stood back and admired her stunning young body, long and curved and quivering. She wore only her white lacy panties and her high-heeled sandals.
"Take your pants off," he commanded.
"Yes, Chuck," she said. "Anything you say."
She peeled the briefs down over her rounded tummy, over her blonde pubic triangle, over her swelling thighs, and down her long, tanned legs. Lifting her feet one at a time, she took them right off and hung them on the side-view mirror of the van, where they dangled erotically. The crotch of her panties was sopping wet, evidence of her readiness and lust. Chuck noted it well.
His own evidence of his readiness and lust still sprang forth from his open pants-eight inches of stiff, iron-like flesh, a lance aching for a slippery tunnel to stimulate it to completion. He removed his shirt and dropped it to the ground. Bending, he removed his own sandals. Then he stood erect, his cock blossoming from his fly, his pants open and low on his hips.
"Take my pants off, Debbie."
She came over to him, pulled the pants down over his buttocks, down his muscled thighs, and off each foot as he lifted them to accommodate her. She was down on her knees as she finished and, when she tried to stand up, she felt his hands on her shoulders, holding her in position on her knees in front of him.
She looked up and gazed directly at the rising stalk of his erection, the balls dangling below her chin.
He smiled down at her pretty, upturned face. "Suck it," he said.
She wet her lips with her pink tongue and swallowed nervously.
"Suck my cock, Debbie."
"I ... I've ... never done that ... before ... I don't know how ... I don't know what to do...."
To silence her, he took his shaft in his hand and ran the big head over her upper lip and nose, along her cool cheeks, across her eyebrows, down her face to her pouting lower lip, then slipped the big head into her open mouth, letting it rest there.
She couldn't protest with her mouth full.
He gazed down at the erotic spectacle of Debbie Cumberland, on her knees in front of his naked body-naked herself except for shoes-with his big cock lodged firmly in her ovaled lips. He ran his hands down into her satiny blonde hair as he spoke. "Just do what comes naturally, Debbie. Cocks were meant to be sucked by pretty girls like you. Use your tongue and lips. Pretend it's a popsicle if you want. Swallow as much as you can. And suck! Ohhh, yesss, suck! Play with my balls all the while. Your pretty mouth is a natural for cocksucking. Go ahead ... have a go at your first blowjob!"
What he was saying was incredibly exciting to Debbie. But not nearly as exciting as the mammoth shaft sticking in her mouth! She could taste him! It was delicious, and so masculine. And how he filled her mouth! He was gigantic!
Her tongue began to swirl around the big head, washing it with its velvety surface, probing for the tiny, winking eye that was seeping fluid into her virgin mouth. Then she reached up and grasped the big rod in her hand and tightened her lips around the base of the big, bloated head like a rubber band, and sucked on the big tool.
Chuck moaned and thrust his hips forward, sinking deeper into her gorgeous mouth, sliding the head of his cock along the roof of her previously innocent mouth, lodging it deeply. Debbie's eyes widened and her jaw stretched open fully to accommodate the girth of the beast in her mouth. She was sucking it in accordance with his advice, just like a popsicle now, and she loved doing it! It made her cunt sap run freely from her weeping slit, and turned her on feverishly.
Her teeth scraped slightly along its length and she sucked it back deeply into her mouth, using her tongue to treat him as much as possible, thrilling at the obscene sensuality of the cock that was fucking her liquid mouth.
Chuck could feel the hard, stiff tips of her naked boobs scraping along his thighs as she sucked on his big prick. It made the little hairs on his legs stand up, and gave him gooseflesh. He moved his hands to cup the back of her pretty head, holding her in place for the rhythmic sucking that she was getting into now.
He slid the swollen organ back and forth out of her ovaled, tight, sucking lips, gliding it along the groove of her wet tongue-a tongue which teased and tickled the underside of the shaft mercilessly. Her hands moved to the back of his strong thighs, then up to grasp his tensed, well-muscled ass cheeks as he fucked her beautiful face, using her sweet mouth like a cunt.
Chuck loved the feel of it-and he loved watching it go in and out of her red lips. It was almost too much!
And Debbie realized that she was greedily devouring his stiff cock, and loving it! As his big cum-filled balls slapped her chin with each inward thrust, she thought of how wonderful it was to suck a cock, especially one as big and firm as this one! She could, she realized with wicked comprehension, become an ardent cocksucker. The taste of cock was scrumptious-and addictive! If an army of big cocks had -lined up in front of her just now, she would have gladly sucked them all!
As she eagerly sucked Chuck's big dong, slurping and licking and swallowing as much man-meat as possible, he moved his foot forward to her hairy triangular pelt. Debbie gasped around the cock in her mouth as she realized that he was slipping his big toe into the opening of her slick pussy, jamming it in between her full, swollen labia, circling wantonly in the opening to her cunt-hole.
And rubbing against her budding little clit.
Debbie moaned, groaned, sucked ferociously in response, as he fucked her pussy with his big toe. Her lips tightened like a vise and she sucked for everything she was worth! She sucked until his big cock was red from the blood that gorged its length, until he was freely seeping delicious pre-cum fluid into her mouth, which she swallowed thirstily.
She SUCKED, and SUCKED, and SUCKED....
Suddenly, Chuck held her head firmly and pulled his stiff prick out of her pursed lips with a lewd popping sound. Debbie sat back on her haunches, stunned and disappointed at the sudden void created in her mouth. She needed it filled with firm, stiff cock! Her bare tits quivered like jelly on her chest, and her nipples stuck out achingly a full inch. She looked up at Chuck's face to find out why he had interrupted her cocksucking.
Chuck smiled down at her. Heartened, Debbie returned the smile beguilingly.
I hope he's not mad at me or anything, she thought. I thought he liked it as much as I did. She voiced her concerns. "Did you like it, Chuck? Did I do it right? Was it OK?" She resembled an eager-to-please puppy.
"It was great, baby. You suck cock great!"
Debbie beamed at his compliment.
"In fact," he continued, "you're a natural cocksucker. You were born to give blowjobs and let guys fuck those pretty lips!"
Debbie's smile broadened. Not only was she delighted at her success, but his words were turning her on immensely. She had done it! She had sucked his cock, and they had both loved it!
She could not have been happier just then.
"Did you like it?" he asked.
"Oh, Chuck, I loved it! You have no idea! Sucking your big hard cock was the most wonderful thing I've ever done in my whole life ... I'd love to do it some more! I'd love for you," she dropped her blue eyes bashfully, "to teach me how to do more things like that...."She glanced up. "I don't know much about these things, you know. And you know so much!" Her hands caressed his bare thighs, moved to his hairy balls, fondling them with an awestruck gaze.
"Are you getting hot, Debbie?"
She blushed. "Yes ... I'm getting ... hot...." Her fingers strayed to his massive pecker, sensitizing it with her red nails. Her tongue stuck out of her sweet mouth and she licked up the underside of the shaft, unable to resist the big treat so close to her lips. Her pink tongue swirled maddeningly on the big purplish head, then slid wetly down one side of the shaft to curl in the pubic hair at its base. Darting lower, she licked at his testicles, causing them to ride up tightly in their mysterious sac. She licked and licked and licked his balls, then adoringly licked down onto his thigh, down one leg, and bent right down and kissed his foot, completely worshipping the young man standing above her so potently.
His toe remained lodged in her wet cunt. She used her inner muscles to clutch at it, trying to hold it fast inside her.
Looking down at her, Chuck knew with no doubt whatsoever that she was completely his. He could do anything with her.
"Stand up, Debbie."
Kissing his foot one last time, she obeyed. "Now ... come over here." He led her to the picnic table.
"Get up on the top of the table and kneel, facing the bench." Chuck then proceeded to sit his bare ass on the bench, facing where he assumed Debbie would be kneeling in front of his face.
Debbie climbed up and knelt as she was told.
Chuck stared directly into her pouting, wet, virgin pussy. It hovered mere inches from his face.
"I think you'll like this very much, Debbie." He reached up and clamped his hands on her resilient ass cheeks, squeezing the fabulous flesh hard. "Move your knees farther apart."
Debbie was breathing hard now, guessing what might be on his mind. She complied by widening the gap between her firm thighs.
Chuck sent a stream of hot air directly at her eager cunt, caressing it with his warm breath. She shivered and reached down to run her fingers through his hair. Could he be going to ... put his ... mouth ... there...? she wondered. Could he be going to ... kiss my tender young pussy, the way I kissed his cock?
A thrill of hope shot through her!
And a trickle of obvious love juice seeped out of her cunt and sluiced down between her gorgeous buns, disappearing between the bare, shimmering cheeks.
She shuddered.
Her naked tits quivered with lust.
Her thighs were tensed, the muscles taut under the sleek, young skin.
"What are you ... going to ... do? "she asked.
Chuck smiled and licked his lips. "I'm going to eat you out," he said simply. And when he said it, she almost fainted from excitement!
It was so obscene!
And so desireable....
Her big blue eyes widened and glinted with lust as she watched the handsome face of the young man seated on the bench before her place its chin between the satin-soft skin of her inner thighs, then observed how the groping lips opened and closed gently around the hairy base of her body.
"Ohhhhhhh ... Chuck! You're really going to do it! You're really going to eat me! Oh my Godddd!!"
His lips closed over the whole of her cunt, and he wormed his curious tongue down into her wide spread furrow, licking it slowly up the entire length of the delicious slit. Her feminine taste was heady, and sent his blood on new rushes of feverish passion through his veins, swelling his powerful young cock to new and staggering dimensions.
And Debbie Cumberland was in heaven.
She was having her cunt eaten by this gorgeous hunk of male, watching as his mouth sucked tenderly on her inflamed labia, and feeling his searching tongue slide in intimate circles all around the pink furrows of her secret genitals. Nothing has ever felt as good as this! she thought. His mouth and tongue on my cunt ... how could there ever be anything like it?....
"That's beautiful, Chuck," she sighed with a note of eternal gratitude. "Heavenly" she sighed again.
Chuck released his grip on her gorgeous ass and slid his hands around to her pussy. With his thumbs, he spread her hair-covered pussy lips as wide apart as he could and stared straight up into her hole.
Knowing that he was gazing straight up into her very being, straight up into her open, coral-fleshed tunnel, Debbie almost fainted. Her head felt light as she saw him stick out his long tongue and press it directly against her throbbing love button-her pink, pouty, swollen clit ... and felt the contact like an electric jolt!
He licked it tenderly in slow, deliberate circles, sliding it easily across the slippery nubbin. Then he took it gently in his teeth and tugged it teasingly.
"Oh, Chuck, oh my God! Your teeth, on my clitty! Oh Christ! Yes! Chew it! Like that! Yes! Yes! YES!!"
He rolled it about between his teeth, licking the protruding end of it in his mouth with his sexy tongue. Then he closed his lips over it and treated it the way Debbie had treated his stiff cock when she had been sucking it moments ago. He sucked the clit into his mouth and laved it lovingly with his tongue, tightening his pursed lips like a rubber band about the base of it, and SUCKED it ardently.
Debbie's eyes clenched and her mouth dropped open with unrestrained passion. "Oh shit! Suck my clit! Suck my hot little clit!" She grabbed his hair in her fists, never wanting his mouth to leave her there.
"Suck me ... Lick me ... Eat me ... Dear Lord ... Your lips ... your tongue ... in my cunt ... on my clit...."
Chuck moved his attention lower, delving for the vaginal entrance itself. He poised his tongue under her hole like a thread about to go through the eye of a needle, and then he slowly moved it upward and pressed it against the puckered pink hole. It slid in like a hot knife through soft butter, and lodged within her clasping young cunt. He twisted and moved it within her slippery passage, veritably licking her cunt walls, fucking her in a manner with his tongue. Absently, he wondered if a tongue was capable of locating a hymen-since there was one here somewhere to be located, but concluded that it must be a little farther up the sweet hole.
His tongue squirmed within her pussy and his nose was pressed against her stiff clitty. He grabbed her gorgeous ass cheeks and fed on her cunt by squeezing them closer to his face, pressing her flush. His fingers groped deep within the crack of her firm, teenage ass, teasing her very anus.
"Oh .Chuck, oh Chuck...." She couldn't stand much more. She released his head and fell back on her hands, arching her hips and belly up toward his lewd mouth. The position gave Chuck complete access to her delicate pussy, and he decided it was time for her to climax.
CHAPTER SIX
Chuck lifted his obscene mouth from her broiling, eager pussy, and saw her bent backward like a bow, her helpless, begging little cunt thrust up, writhing, searching for the mouth that had just left it.
He decided to really stoke her up.
"Does pretty little pussy want my tongue?"
"Oh, Chuck, Jesus Christ...."
"What does pretty little cunt want?"
"To be licked ... to be sucked ... please, please, please ... suck my cunt, Chuck! I need it so bad!"
"What will pretty cunt do for me if I suck it?"
"It'll ... it'll ... it'll fuck you, Chuck ... it'll let you stick your big, solid penis all the way into it, right up as far as it'll go between my legs. It'll squeeze your big cock, it'll milk it, drain it ... drain it dry! I'll let you shoot off into my cunt ... You'll be the ... the first ever...."
Her stomach was stretched tight, her breasts curvaceous, rolling hills, with pointed peaks. Her head was thrown back so far that her shimmering blonde mane rustled across the surface of the table.
Her tormented hairy cunt was spread as wide as it could be spread, and Chuck could clearly see the dew drops of cunt juice that rolled out of her tunnel, lubing up the sluice for the main event.
"So, you want me to eat you?"
"Yesssssssss...."
"Say it!"
"Eat me! EAT ME! SUCK MY HOT CUNT! LICK ME!"
"Well," he teased, "that seems clear enough. Now ... if I ... suck your cunt ... what will you do for me?"
"I'll suck your cock again! I'll suck you right off. I'll let you fuck my cunt with your cock! Anything! Only don't," she pleaded, sobbing, "leave me like this! Please," her cunt was quivering, "suck it ... do it ... please...."
"Debbie," he said, "if you'll do all those things, then I'll gladly suck your cunt until you blast off for outer space. I'll send you to the fucking moon with my mouth!"
And with that, he bent to close his mouth around her entire cunt, feasting on the lava-pot of her womanhood. Her pussy was on fire, her body an inferno. She was rapidly losing her senses, completely overwhelmed by her lust.
He sucked the full lips of her pouting labia into his mouth, caressing them delicately with his teasing tongue. The lips were pouting, swollen, and fringed with her silken blonde pussy hair-hair that was wet with his saliva and her own love sap. The taste of her cunt was like a rare liqueur: full-bodied, exotic, seductive and intoxicating. Chuck drank the nectar of her womanhood greedily, feeding on the passion flowing from her virgin cunt.
Her firm, teenage ass hung down below his chin, and as he sucked and licked her bubbling grooves her hips began to undulate, moving her ass in sensuous circles. Chuck reached under her and hefted one moon-shaped cheek in each hand, squeezing the resilient, supple flesh, molding his hands to their sexy shape. His hands fell into the rhythm that her hips had established, and rocked her ass up and down, back and forth, while he slid his tongue around her most intimate place.
His tongue slipped far up her cunt-hole, impaling her on its rubbery length, twisting and turning, slipping and licking.
Debbie thought she had died and gone to heaven.
I love his tongue up my cunt, she thought. It's the best thing there is in the world! It's worth anything!
Her pleasure was sublime.
She groaned, unable to form coherent words.
Chuck focused his attention on her rubbery, stiff, swollen clit, attacking it mercilessly with his lips and tongue. His lips fastened on it like a leech, and he SUCKED, and SUCKED, and SUCKED ... drawing the tasty morsel of woman-flesh deep into his wet mouth with each hollowing of his cheeks, lashing it relentlessly with his wicked tongue.
And he continued to rotate her gorgeous ass in his hands, feeding her flames with the rhythms of her lusty hips. Her cunt was a delicacy-a filet mignon, cooked rare. He had become the gourmet ... since he had now sampled his second tasty cunt in a week. Casey's had been exotic and mushily exquisite; but Debbie's ... ah, Debbie's! Here was a treat ... a virgin cunt ... a natural blonde....
As he buried his face between her taut, tanned thighs, he knew that this cunt was something special!
All sensations had been eliminated from Debbie's universe except the tingling, licking, sucking, rolling, slippery worshipping going on between her thighs. Her body began to shake, shudder, tense.
Her breathing came in short, desperate gasps. Her arms buckled and she rested her upper torso on her elbows, her ass and legs quaking like the San Andreas Fault.
She bucked and bucked, mashing her slippery cunt against the wonderful sucking mouth, riding his handsome face with her cumming box, trying to take his entire head up her open snatch, trying to devour him whole. Chuck kept his lips fastened greedily around her tasty clit the whole time, congratulating himself on maintaining his grip in spite of her imitation of a bucking bronco in a rodeo.
The parallel was not inappropriate, since Chuck had broken her as surely as a veteran bronc-buster can tame a wild horse.
Debbie was certainly a spirited filly.
Gradually, she slumped back onto her shoulders, leaving Chuck still sucking on her ravished little clit, trying to coax more orgasms out of her. But her body would respond no longer-could respond no longer.
Later, surely ... But the quiet and peace that follows orgasm had come to Debbie Cumberland, and her body would not be denied its moments of recuperation. In acknowledgement, Chuck wistfully let her scrumptious clit slip from his lips.
He gave it a last flick of his tongue, and Debbie jerked spasmodically, without a sound.
Then, feeling sorry for the uncomfortable, twisted position that she had ended up in, he rolled her onto her side, straightened her long, cramped legs out from under her, and rolled her onto her back, letting her legs hang over the edge of the table, her high-heeled sandals resting on his bared thighs. He propped his chin in his hands, his elbows on her dimpled knees, and gazed up the long line of her curved, naked body-past the frazzled, hairy mound of her upthrust pussy, over the bowl of her tummy, and through the valley of her perfectly formed, cherry-tipped breasts.
"Debbie?"
No answer.
"Debbie?"
She stirred slightly. "Hmmm?"
He licked her soft, inner thigh. "You were delicious, Debbie. You have an absolutely beautiful pussy."
Although she was unable to summon the energy to actually move yet, she did hear him, and she did smile at his compliment. It was what every girl wanted to hear, surely-that they were in some way special! And when you've just been eaten ... well, what nicer thing to say to a girl?
She flexed her ass cheeks in response.
"Pretty, pretty pussy." He licked her other thigh. His own erection was still undaunted-eight inches of pure unalloyed steel! It was time to see that it was treated to the same kind of relief medicine that Debbie had had applied to her own tensions....
He reached out and pulled her into a sitting position by hauling her forward by her hands. Then he stood up and dragged her off the table and out onto the grass. He was stark-naked, his erection massive. She wore only her high-heeled sandals, which served to make her nakedness even more erotic by setting off her stunning long legs and shaping the curvaceous calves of her eighteen-year old-limbs.
"Do you remember what you said you'd do if I sucked your cunt to cumming?"
She nodded. "I said I'd suck you right off. I said I'd let you fuck my cunt with your hard cock." She smiled happily. "And I'll do them both, if you want. Or one-whichever one you want."
He smiled. "I think you'll do both, Debbie. First, though, comes fucking your cunt. I want to fuck up between those great legs of yours. I want to feel them wrap themselves around my waist and squeeze the blasts out of me. Then later ... I'll probably want to be sucked right off-after I get my hard-on back. It'll make a nice ending to a perfect evening.
"But right now, your virginity has waited long enough ... don't you agree?"
"I don't know how I've waited this long!"
He took her by the hand and led her to the rear door of the van, swung the big doors open and stepped up into the back. Grabbing the pile of old blankets from the corner, he carefully spread them out on the floor of the van's rear, making a reasonably soft, though unquestionably a little firm, blanket-mattress. On his knees he turned to hold out a helping hand to Debbie, guiding her up onto his blankets.
His erection swayed and bobbed, never diminishing an inch.
"Lie down."
Debbie obeyed, stretching out on her back, her feet apart.
Chuck knelt between her knees, shoving them wider apart. Then he took her hand and placed it on his hard cock.
"Put this," he said, indicating it with a lunge of his hips, "up inside your warm twat, Debbie. I'm going to take your cherry with it. But you start things off by putting it in your cunt, and fucking yourself with it."
Debbie thrilled to his words. She guided the head of his big hard-on to the moist port of her cunthole, spread her pussy lips with one hand, and inserted the big head between the tight, stretched lips with her other hand.
On his hands and knees over her, Chuck gazed down at the sight of his cock lodged in the opening of her hairy cunt. It was tight, like an elastic band around the big bulb, and felt so magnificently snug!
"Well, Debbie ... it's started. You're about to get fucked! Take a look for yourself."
Raising herself up on her elbows, she stared in rapture down her sleek body at the obscene sight of Chuck Ramey's big, stiff penis, jammed like a cork in a bottle in her helpless, virgin pussy. Its massive girth stretched her cuntlips wide, and they clutched it like a widespread mouth sucking on a salami. Slowly, she felt her vaginal muscles relax and prepare to accept more.
She was ready for more.
Then Chuck reached down with one hand and grabbed one of her long legs behind the knee and bent it forward, almost to her tits. Leaving it there, he did the same with the other leg. Her limbs remained limply in the air like those of a dog lying on its back. Pressing hard on the back of her thighs, Chuck opened her cunt as wide as it could go, sinking another inch of prick up her cunt as he did so.
Debbie's eyes widened, just like her cunt! She felt so full! And he still had six more inches! He eased his prick another inch or so into her tight portal, feeling the exquisite tightness of her virginity.
She moaned, and he thought he had finally hit the obstruction of her maidenhood-the ripe hymen.
"I'm fucking you, Debbie."
"I know! It's wonderful!" She wrapped her fabulous long legs around his waist, crossing them at the ankles. She was getting fucked wearing only her high-heeled sandals, which Chuck could feel erotically cool on the small of his back. She stretched her arms out far above her head, clenched her fists and purred like a contented feline. Her tits were stunning, with her puckered, excited nipples hard as diamonds, looking eminently chewable.
He bent forward and took one of the hard breast-buttons between his teeth and sucked and chewed it avidly. Debbie arched her back, feeding him more of the creamy tit, working it around in his mouth.
Chuck pressed forward, easily yet insistently, forcing his big lance in ... in ... in....
Debbie bit her lips and winced in sudden pain. There was a sudden give in the tight flesh within her cunt, and Chuck knew that he had broken through! He could feel the oozing of fluids around his dick, lubricating the shaft for further invasion.
He was going right in!
He slid another inch. Then another inch. Then another....
He slowly slid the whole, massive, bloated eight inches all the way up into her snug young pussy, burying it fully and victoriously up her love chute!
"It's in!" he cried triumphantly.
"Oooohhhhhh ... don't I know it!"
Debbie had lost her one and only cherry to Chuck Ramey, the young stud who was reared like a young stallion above her naked body, his cock impaling her nubile body. He had mounted her and taken her and the spoils were his!
He withdrew the long, solid poker easily out of her snug young twat until only an inch was corked in the elastic opening. Debbie arched her hips, trying with desperate instinct to keep him trapped in her tight, seeping snatch. Chuck complied by sliding it smoothly back in the buttery tunnel, until his balls rested against her dimpled ass cheeks.
Debbie moaned at the glorious length of his invading penis, enraptured at the feeling of getting fucked. Her legs squeezed him tighter around his strong young waist, urging him to try to poke his enormous pecker right up and out her throat!
Chuck leaned his hips into her, attempting to set a new record for cunt penetration. Her mouth dropped open as if he had succeeded....
He pulled out and slid back in.
Out and in.
Her cunt was a slick, slippery tunnel, a ravenous, sucking orifice, starving for cock. Chuck was supplying it with life-giving sustenance.
"What do you want, right at this moment, more than anything else in the world?" Chuck asked playfully.
"Cock!" she screamed. "More cock! I need more big, stiff cock, fucking up between my legs! ... Fucking and using my tight young pussy! That's what I need!" She lunged her hips upward, skewering herself on his long, probing pole. Her pubic bone mashed against his own, trying to swallow the shaft whole into her naked, lust-crazed body.
"Well, Debbie, this is truly your lucky day! Because I happen to have just what you want and need-a big, stiff cock, and it is fucking you! Now ... see if you can get those superb, long legs of yours a little higher up my back, OK?"
Debbie shifted her locked ankles higher up his muscled back, locking them behind his shoulders, spreading herself fully for his intended plowing, making her already tight cunt-hole even tighter, due to the bending of the heavenly tunnel. As her cunt wrapped affectionately and possessively around his long, solid rod, Chuck experienced pleasure that was indescribable....
"Yesssss...." he hissed. "Nice...."
Then he began to fuck Debbie Cumberland in earnest, abandoning the civilized preliminaries. He lunged and plowed, dived and curved, sawed and rammed. It was, apparently, just exactly what Debbie was hoping for, as evidenced by her delighted babblings.
"Uh, Uh, Oh, Oh, My, God, Chuck, Chuck, ooooo, ooooo, Ahh, Ahh, Fuck, Fuck, Give me cock! Give me COCK! COCK! COCK! MORE COCK! DICK ME! RAM ME! JAM ME! COCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD! FUCK MY FUCKING BRAINS OUT!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOUNH, UNH, UHN...."
And Chuck continued to pile-drive into her, slamming his testicles against the spread cheeks of her luscious ass with each massive, cunt-rending thrust. His big, extended dick pumped into her with ferocious regularity, establishing an artist's rhythm and a musician's beat, and combining it with the unbridled lust of a caveman fucker.
"Pretty Debbie's getting fucked ... pretty Debbie's getting fucked ... pretty Debbie's getting fucked...." The phrase was uttered in four-part rhythm, with "pretty" and "getting" emphasized chantingly on the inward stroke, and "Debbie's" and "fucked" comprising the lewd refrain on each outward pull. The words had the effect of inflaming Debbie's already molten lusts to new, obscene heights. To be used, to be degraded the way she was being degraded, to be impaled so willingly on Chuck's big, fucking cock, and to hear him singsong about it-the humiliation somehow made the whole thing doubly exciting!
Her cunt clasped the slippery rapier with an eager, sucking mouth, demanding everything it could give her.
Her firm, strong young legs tightened about his back, and her red-nailed toes curled with pleasure in her sandals. Reaching down to his muscled, flexing ass, Debbie clutched a buttock in each hand and squeezed with all her might.
The muscles in her thighs were taut, her cherry-tipped nipples searing, and her eyes began watering with tears of immeasurable joy.
"I'm going to ... Ohhhh ... Ohhh ... going to ... Unh ... Unh ... Oh, Oh, Oh ... Cummmm ... Cummm ... Cummm ... FUCK ME HARD! I'M CUMMING! CUMMING! CUMMING! FUCK ME! COCK ME! REAM ME OUT! DO IT! DO IT! OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH...."
Chuck felt the bursting of his own control, the explosion of his entire being, as his entire body tried to come out the end of his swollen penis, and his big, bloated balls bunched up like a pair of steel ball-bearings. He lunged!
And burst....
Just as Debbie did too....
And the two of them bucked and humped. Their coupled bodies writhed and lunged. They tore themselves apart, cumming together in a mindless, glorious eruption of pure, animalistic fucking.
Chuck filled her secret hole with gushing, hosing sperm, drenching her innards with his liquid masculinity.
Debbie reveled in the splashing, spewing beast firing off up her cunt ... She had done it! Done it all! She had fucked, sucked cock, and been eaten! The new and wonderful source of pleasure between her young legs had shown her new vistas....
She would never be the same.
Their mutual orgasms lasted a full minute, receding on an ebb tide of bliss. Finally ... finally, their bucking and lunging ceased, as their bodies drained off all remaining tensions, and they, almost mercifully, lay still.
Debbie's legs slowly unlocked from his back and fell apart in exhaustion at his sides, and Chuck collapsed on her soft, contoured body. Both were at peace.
Dangling symbolically from the side-view mirror of the van were Debbie Cumberland's fragrant, pussy-scented panties. There was a light breeze, and they stirred briefly.
Afterward, they dressed and went for hamburgers and colas in Sandersville, and treated the rest of the evening as a more-or-less standard date. Debbie, though, was still bare-ass naked under her short, summery skirt, and she had not bothered to put her bra back on. Her body still tingled, and her lack of underclothing added spice to the lingering effect. Chuck's big penis, now temporarily limp, was recuperating in his pants, lying against his thigh, deliriously content.
They were sitting side-by-side in the restaurant booth, sipping their colas, like teenagers everywhere. One of Chuck's hands, though, was resting on Debbie's bare thigh, high up under her skirt, and his baby finger was teasing the curls of her pubic hair, which was within reach of his extended finger.
Sucking the cola up through the straw, and having Chuck tease her curly pussy hair like he was doing reminded Debbie of something ... something they had spoken of early in the evening.
She let the straw slip sensuously from her red lips, leaving her pink tongue extended to touch its tip for a long time. "Chuck?"
"Yes, baby?"
"Earlier, I said I'd ... I'd...." she lowered her voice," ... suck you right off ... Do you remember?"
Chuck smiled at the private fantasy it conjured up. "Oh ... I remember alright...."
"Well...." she said teasingly, running a finger up and down his thigh and opening her own thighs wider for his baby finger, "can I? I mean ... can I suck you off? I'd really like to do it ... if you want ... if you'll let me ... I mean, I really liked sucking you tonight ... but I'd really like to suck you off, so that you fire off into my mouth and I get to swallow it ... That's what I really want ... if it's OK...."
Chuck could not suppress a smile at the realization that she was asking him if she could suck him off-and not the other way around. My, my ... he thought ... how things change! How she's changed....
"Debbie," he answered, curling the baby finger in small circles, "yes ... you may suck me off ... tonight ... before we go back to the camp. If," he teased, "it's what you really want."
"Oh, it is! It is!" she squealed quietly with delight. And her new-born sexy little mind started to think it through. She wanted to do something different than just get in the back of the van, or return to the picnic area ... Surely there was some other way ... some other place....
Suddenly, she had it!
"Finish up," she said.
They did, and were off to the van, holding hands like innocent teen puppy-lovers. It was parked at the end of the main street, in a heavily shaded spot. Climbing in their respective sides, Debbie boldly suggested, "Take off your pants, Chuck."
"What?"
"Your pants. Take them off!"
"Right here? In town? In the front seat?"
"Yes. Nobody'll see us. Besides, once you get them off, we'll be on the open road. I'm going to suck you off while you drive along the main street of Sandersville-back and forth up the main drag until you blow your load! I want to taste it ... and it'll be wild doing it out in the open like that-right in the middle of staid, dull Sandersville. Probably the most exciting thing that'll happen here for years!"
Chuck's mind raced as he contemplated the bizarre impulsiveness of it all-and his cock grew to massive heights as he thought about it. The more forbidden something was the more potential it had for excitement!
Chuck slipped his pants down and right off. He kicked his sandals off as an afterthought.
He sat, bare-ass naked, on the cool upholstery of the front seat, his big, throbbing tool simmering like a neon light in the gloom. For additional freedom and stimulation, he undid his shirt down the front, opening it across his muscled pectorals and hairy chest.
He flexed his cock, jerking it like a beacon.
Debbie's lips were already ovaling and her mouth was watering.
She unfastened the buttons on the front of her own blouse, letting it fall open. Her cone-shaped, pointy tits peeked out, the nipples pink and stiff. She bent down to his lap, scraping her boobs along his thighs. "Start her up!" she said.
Chuck turned the ignition on and, as he did, Debbie sank the hot shaft before her eyes into her warm, liquid mouth, clasping its girth with her tight lips.
He eased his legs farther apart.
Debbie swallowed more of his big rod.
Her blonde hair cascaded across his naked thighs, trailing across his skin in electrifying fashion.
He drove out into the center of the street and proceeded to the heart of what was almost jokingly referred to as the "business" section of Sandersville. He maintained a steady twenty miles an hour along the main thoroughfare, curling his toes occasionally when Debbie was involved in a series of particularly devastating sucks. His eyes alternated between half-lidded glazes and wide-open ecstasy, depending on the nature of the oral action going on below the dashboard.
Now he was panting.
Ahead, the light turned red and Chuck stopped for one of Sandersville's only two stoplights. His hand caressed Debbie's smoldering, hanging breasts, pinching and pulling and twisting her scandalous nipples. Then he reached along her back and pulled up the rear of her short skirt, exposing her rounded buttocks to the open air. The sight of her curved, white buttocks arching up perfectly was incredibly exciting, especially when combined with the hot, liquid sucking of his cock.
When a car pulled up alongside on the driver's side, Chuck could not help but smile with superiority, especially upon seeing that it was a little man with a big woman, both looking unhappy at being stuck with each other. The rear seat of their car was filled with groceries from the supermarket where they had obviously both not enjoyed their evening.
The woman's eyes narrowed suspiciously as she tried not to stare into the van, but she could not make out exactly what was going on. When she saw Debbie's bare buttocks rise up into view-buttocks obviously attached to a body whose head ended up in the vicinity of the young man's crotch, her mouth dropped open.
With the changing light, Chuck pulled away, leaving her gesticulating wildly to her husband, trying to convey her dismay at some of what she had just seen. Whatever her explanation, Chuck noticed in his rear-view mirror that it only caused the little man to break out in a broad grin, which in turn only served to further infuriate the woman.
Debbie's mouth felt like a mixmaster on his bulbous erection. Her tongue and the insides of her cheeks and the roof of her mouth all combined with the hot saliva and the intense sucking to send literal shivers of warm, thrilling pleasure all through Chuck's body.
She was doing a helluva job.
The car with the husband-and-wife shoppers in it reached their side once more, with the little man smiling and peeking out the window, trying to see if what his wife thought she had seen was a fact.
Debbie was now on her knees, and her smooth, bare ass cheeks swayed and bobbed up and down, above and below the line of the window. The little man, upon seeing them, smiled genuinely and gave Chuck the thumbs-up sign. His wife almost passed out at his signs of approval, and Chuck watched as she buffeted the little fellow with an angry volley of verbal abuse that left him smiling and unscathed.
They sped up and disappeared down the road, leaving Chuck and Debbie cruising at the steady twenty-mile-per-hour rate.
Debbie's mouth was like a vacuum cleaner, sucking him furiously! When her lips and tongue swirled up to the sensitive glans and head of the big penis, Chuck sighed audibly each time. Gradually, he began to rock his hips back and forth, up and down, accompanying her sucking and bobbing motions. Chuck began to fuck her tight lips, sending his long stiff club in and out of the molten, sucking vortex of her pretty mouth.
He knew he wouldn't last much longer. In fact, he didn't want to last much longer. The evening didn't need to be prolonged. He knew there was a whole summer of evenings like this now possible. So he sat back, cruised slowly, and allowed Debbie to pull the boiling cum out of his long penis with her fabulous mouth. It was only a matter of seconds now....
The idea had been to turn and cruise back down the main drag until blast-off-but Chuck knew that he was so close to blast-off now that he merely continued on down the road out of town, picking up speed as they hit the highway. He dawdled along at a conservative forty-five.
With his big hard cock sawing in and out of her sucking mouth, Debbie was in a state of euphoria. Her happiness was boundless. I think he's cumming now, she realized with excitement. He had tensed and was quivering almost uncontrollably, the plum-like head swelling between her lips. Oh, please! Let him cum in my mouth! Please!
She sucked and slurped with wild abandon!
And succeeded in pulling the load out of his eight-inch tool....
As he exploded into her sucking, silken cavern, sending blast after blast, jet after jet, of salty, masculine nectar....
Sending her the wine of the gods, the fruit drink of liquid ambrosia, letting her taste it all....
She hefted and gently squeezed his balls, as if making sure she was getting it all.
Chuck gave it all to her.
Her eyes were closed in a bliss-like trance, her sweet lips sucking the few remaining drops from him, her tongue probing the tiny hole at the apex of his penis. She had swallowed the whole lovely drink!
Chuck had reached across her prone back and down between the divine split in her ripe ass, down to where her defenseless, upthrust hairy little pussy was exposed, and slipped his finger up her oozing quim, fingerfucking her in rhythm to his own orgasm. Her cunt muscles closed in a silken vise around his obscenely plunging finger, and she began to shake as yet another orgasm began to wrack her already spent young body.
With his big cock blowing off down her throat, she experienced an intense orgasm of her own, rotating her voluptuous hips around his invading digit, letting her spasming pussy try to suck his finger into the depths of her pussy-hole.
With his cock in her mouth and his finger up her cunt, they experienced their own personal peaks, what could only be described as a mutually "moving" experience, as the van sped up to fifty....
Debbie eventually let his deflated prick slip from her lips and let her smiling face rest itself against his bare thighs as they drove along in peace. Chuck's right hand closed over a pear-shaped young tit and molded it lovingly, thumbing the perky, taut nipple. Glancing down at her smiling face, he noticed the pretty lips still covered with traces of his cum, and watched with satisfaction and pleasure as she joyously, mewlingly, licked the love juice from her red lips and purred.
Drained, they headed back to Kanaki.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Betty-Ann Langdon was wearing only the sheerest black silk stockings and high-heeled shoes with ankle-straps, which pumped her shapely legs up erotically. She had nothing else on.
Nothing.
She was standing in the living room of Amanda DeVore's big log house. The fire was burning romantically in the big stone hearth, casting flickering shadows across her naked torso. It was the only light source in the room at the moment.
Across from her, seated on a sofa, wearing a black one-piece bathing suit and high-heeled shoes, was Amanda DeVore. Amanda's eyes roved delightedly and intimately along the fine lines of Betty-Ann's lithe young body, appreciating just what a purely physical animal she was!
Amanda had requested that Betty-Ann spend the evening with her and have dinner at her table. And what Amanda requested Betty-Ann to do, she nearly always did-which explained her reappearance at Camp Kanaki for as many summers as she wished to return.
At Amanda's express request, Betty-Ann had stripped to her stockings and shoes to serve the dinner, becoming, in effect, Miss DeVore's personal, naked waitress and cook. She had dined with the camp owner, wearing only her stockings and high heels, and made fun, relaxed dinner conversation, all bare-assed and bare-boobed. Amanda liked to have Betty-Ann around and at her beck and call. And she liked to have her around without any clothes on. This, somehow, enhanced her subservience, and made it crystal-clear that Miss DeVore expected her to be totally and willingly available for her every whim.
It was stimulating, thought Amanda, to have a lovely young thing like Betty-Ann eager to serve, and always nakedly available. To be able to look up any time she wanted to see her naked, full-figured young body seated or standing somewhere in the room really turned Amanda on!
And to be able to look down and see her willing and eager face buried between her widespread thighs ... ah! That, too, was exquisite!....
And would come later....
"Bring the wine bottle over here, Betty-Ann."
"Why, sure, Miss DeVore."
Betty-Ann filled the two long-stemmed crystal glasses with the last of the elegant white Rhine that had been the dinner companion. Setting the empty bottle down on the coffee table in front of the sofa, she handed Amanda her glass and, bending a knee coyly, toasted with a lusty clink the remainder of the evening.
"To us!"
"To us ... and this...." Amanda toasted Betty-Ann's luxuriant pubic triangle, pressing the cool crystal gently, but lingeringly, against her young bush. The base of the glass caressed her pouting labia in a cool circle. Amanda then -rimmed the glass with her tongue and drank her wine seductively.
Betty-Ann shivered. God ... she thought ... does she ever know how to get a girl ready! All evening, sitting around naked, just waiting for her to touch me ... and that's the first contact tonight!
Betty-Ann drank her wine without meeting her boss' gaze. They continued to sip in silence for a minute or so. Finally, Amanda broke the silence.
"Put your glass down for now, dear."
They both set their wineglasses on the coffee table.
Amanda's eyes wandered wantonly over her bared body, wallowing in its youthful resilience. Magnificent!
"Come closer, dear."
Betty-Ann stepped to within a foot of Miss DeVore, who was seated in front of her. Her boss straightened up into a sitting position, thus looking directly into Betty-Ann's curly cunt hair. The young girl was tense and nervous, waiting to have her boss touch her, kiss her ... lick her ... She knew that the waiting was a vital part of the foreplay for the older woman, but still ... how much waiting could a person be expected to stand!
Amanda's eyes followed the long, tapered thighs down into the black stockings, along the swelling calves, to the upthrust heels. Then she reversed her gaze and roamed up across the girl's rounded little tummy, her sweet, indented navel, her slim, high waist, the firm gourds that were capped with hanging cherries, full-blown with the gorged blood of desire, to the girl's lovely face.
Reaching out with a long finger, Miss DeVore trailed it scrapingly along her thigh, up and down, from the edge of her pubic hair to the top of the stocking. Then she allowed it to glide into the curly hair, teasing the sensitive area with tiny circles.
Betty-Ann caught her breath and clenched her fists.
The finger probed lower, to the top of the fur-covered slit of the girl's pussy, to her budding, nerve-tingling clitoris....
She prodded the magic button with her finger.
"Ooooooohhhhh...." squealed the younger girl.
The tender little clitty puckered right up for more attention, swelling pinkly, poking its lusty little peak through the fragrant hair. Amanda circled it erotically with her long finger, teasing it to full bloom. Then she peeled the puffy labia far apart with her thumbs, exposing the secret, coral-hued flesh within. Holding the lust-swollen, hair-fringed lips far apart, Amanda sent a stream of hot air directly into the girl's weeping pussy, eliciting a veritable trickle of lubricating readiness. Betty-Ann was ready. Her thighs trembled.
Playing the game, Amanda asked, "What would you like, dear?"
Betty-Ann knew, and enjoyed the game. "Kiss it. Kiss my cunt."
"Like this?" she asked, leaning forward and delicately kissing the erect clit with her soft lips.
It leaped to attention, and Betty-Ann reacted as if struck by lightning. "Ooooohhh ... my Goddddd...."
Amanda licked the tasty morsel between her kissing lips, stirring it up. Her hands went to the back of Betty-Ann's firm, tanned thighs, her fingers sliding up into the dank furrow between her rounded, enticing buttocks. She worked her fingers around the rim of the young girl's asshole, teasing the sensitive orifice with the promise of invasion. Her finger centered right on the puckered anus, and Betty-Ann gasped and thrust her hips forward into the wonderful mouth sucking and kissing and licking her throbbing little clitty.
Amanda then opened her wide mouth and sent her long tongue slithering down into the widespread gash of her pussy, licking it from base to clit in sweeping, searing swipes, making the young girl's knees literally quiver with desire and anticipation.
"Yesssss ... yesssss ... lick me. . lick me until my legs are weak! ... lick me until I can't stand up! ... lick me until I bang!"
She reached up and squeezed her own ripe, hungering tits, pulling and lifting the proud fruits, twisting the stiff tips, while Amanda licked and sucked her ardent cunt below.
Amanda began to eat Betty-Ann in earnest now. She chewed her clitty and licked her gash and speared her sweet cunt-hole with her long, obscene tongue, making the girl standing before her sizzle with pent-up lusts. Betty-Ann was in torment as she waited for the explosion that would release her, tossing her long silken hair about wildly on her shoulders, her mouth open in a grimace and her teeth bared.
Amanda's finger tickled her very asshole all the while.
Then Miss DeVore pulled her mouth away from the sopping-wet, delectable pussy that she had been feasting on, and placed her hands on Betty-Ann's hips. Slowly, she turned the young girl around so that she was facing the far end of the room. Betty-Ann's sweet, young ass confronted Miss DeVore's eyes-a truly fabulous sight!
"Bend over. Grab your legs just below your knees."
Betty-Ann did as she was told.
Amanda DeVore found herself staring, as she intended, into the upthrust ass and pussy of the obedient counselor. The black silk stockings set off the whiteness of her satiny buttocks beautifully, and the high-heels thrust them up as though on a podium.
Fabulous! thought Amanda. Just look at this! What a gorgeous ass and pussy! All stuck out for my convenience and appreciation. And just look at those tits swaying like pears from a tree! Too much ... !
And Betty-Ann was having her own private thoughts ... My God, I feel so helpless! And so horny! Now she's got my cunt and ass to play with ... I hope she gets me off soon ... I'll die if she doesn't!
Propped up on her long, silk-covered legs, Betty-Ann's ass cheeks and helpless, hairy little pussy were just begging to be loved! And Miss DeVore was eager to help out.
She reached out and placed her hands on the fabulous ass cheeks, caressing them fondly. Pulling them apart, she exposed the dimpled, puckered asshole that she had just been fingering.
She gazed lustily up the sweet asshole of the raven-haired counselor, a greedy smile stretching across her face. Then she took her right hand and held it around the front of the bent girl, in front of her swaying face. "Here," she said. She indicated her index finger. "Suck this."
Enraptured, and ready to do anything the older woman suggested, Betty-Ann complied. She closed her red lips around Miss DeVore's long index finger, her silken black hair tickling her wrist, and sucked on the digit as if it were a cock or a clit. She tongued it feverishly and coated it with her saliva, sucking it as ordered. When Amanda withdrew the finger from her lips, the clasping, sucking mouth slurped maddeningly in an attempt to keep its prisoner, but finally accepted its escape philosophically and mewled her pouts.
Amanda DeVore then took the wet, slippery finger and pressed it directly against the young girl's asshole and slipped it in an inch.
Betty-Ann started to straighten up, when Amanda slapped her buttock hard with her free hand. "Stay the way you are!"
Betty-Ann subserviently bent over, clutching her superb calves once more.
She's got her finger in my asshole.' she thought. She's never done this before ... My God! It's incredible! So ... so ... so, goddamn, fucking intimate and erotic!
"What a lovely little asshole, my dear."
Betty-Ann had goose bumps from the finger in her rectum. A shiver coursed through her sleek body.
"'very, very lovely." Amanda rotated the finger in a small circle, feeling the elastic passage accept the tiny, wriggling invader. The puckered little ring squeezed the long finger, and it slid deeper....
Deeper....
All the way in....
"Ooooooohhhhhhhhh ... Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ... Up my assssss ... up my assssss...."
"Yes, my dear. Up your ass. Quite right. Up your pretty ass. Feel it ...?" She rotated the digit around lewdly in the secret passage while Betty-Ann's mouth hung open, her pink tongue hung out, her pear-shaped tits bobbed and dangled, and her hands tightened around her sleek, smooth calves, leaving pressure marks.
"It's such a lovely ass ... and such a perfect pussy...." And so saying, she slid her other finger up the oozing cunt-tunnel, tantalizing the tight-muscled elastic hole in tandem with her other hand's probing.
Now Betty-Ann was impaled in both the cunt and asshole! It was like being double-fucked strangely degrading, yet startling in the intensity of excitement it created.
She began to slide her hips around in a seductive circle, the better to feel her lover's fingers.
"Yes ... yes ... that's it ... fuck yourself with my fingers ... in the cunt and ass ... do it ... keep it up...." Amanda's eyes were wide with lust and power. She was seeping her own love sap into the crotch of her bathing suit, and rubbing her thighs together in unison with the thrusts and twists of her fingers.
"Oohhhhhh ... Miss DeVore! ... I can't believe it! ... It's fucking fantastic!....
Amanda's thumb moved to Betty-Ann's taut clit and began to stimulate it manually, rubbing and stroking and pushing and teasing it. Her fingers continued to fuck into the girl's holes.
Betty-Ann was losing her mind. The additional attention to her clit was the straw that was going to break the proverbial camel's back.
Her hips were in full motion, her gorgeous ass rotating like a beacon burning brightly in the flame-flickering light of the room. She began to shake her hair out' so that it fell toward the floor and trailed along the pine boards there.
And in a blasting, sudden bolt of spasming, she climaxed fiercely! "OoohhaaaaahhhhhhHHHHHHHHAAAAAAOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW wwwwwwwoooooooooooooo....
UNH, UNH, UNH, UNH, UHN!!!" She spread her thighs widely and bucked back onto the intimate fingers, again and again, and again and again....
Raven-haired Betty-Ann Langdon, twenty-year-old senior counselor at Camp Kanaki, mindlessly fucked herself back onto Miss Amanda DeVore's obscenely probing fingers, impaling her lovely young ass and cunt repeatedly as wave after wave of pent-up orgasm broke free to course and shudder through her stunning and subservient body.
"Do it! Do it! Oh, oh, oh, oh ... fuck me! FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS AND FUCK MY CUNT! DON'T EVER STOP!"
Her hands remained clamped on her calves, keeping her loins widespread and upthrust. She shook a few more times convulsively, shivered, quivered, then began the long, slow descent back to reality, back to the physical pace which accompanies the aftermath of a satisfying climax.
Amanda lingeringly withdrew her exploring fingers, wiped them on a nearby napkin, and bent forward to kiss a perfect ass cheek and rest the hot flesh against her cool, elegant cheekbone, snuggling her face to the soft, creamy buttock skin.
Slowly, Betty-Ann straightened up, easing up from the dizziness of her posture. As she did so, Amanda's hands roved up her flat stomach to cup her hanging gourds, nestling them gently in her warm palms. She continued to keep her cheek pressed affectionately against the young counselor's moon-shaped buttock.
Gathering her strength and settling her mind before attempting to speak, Betty-Ann could only comment, "That was really something, Miss DeVore ... You really know how to set a girl up for the big event. If even half the guys had your instincts and ability to bring a girl off, there'd be no virgins anywhere! We'd all be in line for it!"
Her words stirred a memory in Amanda DeVore. Something about no more virgins ... Ah! ... Of course ... that was it! ... Young Chuck Ramey and Debbie Cumberland ... They'd gone out tonight on a "date". Unless I miss my bet, she thought, Debbie Cumberland is no longer a virgin ... especially after what I saw as the preliminaries down at the beach last week.
She'd kept an eye on the pair more so than usual after her accidental "sighting" of their genital groping, and could see how they were both steaming to get back to one another and back to what they'd been so rudely interrupted at that morning.
Glancing at the clock on the far wall, she saw that it was 11:30 PM. Curfew soon. They'd be back shortly.
An idea began to form in her head.
A bit of fun! That's what we need ... And Chuck and Debbie could provide it.
She looked at Betty-Ann. Sure, she thought.
She'll go along with it ... if I tell her about it ... It's right up her alley....
Betty-Ann turned to face the older woman. Since Miss DeVore had not yet climaxed, Betty-Ann was wondering what she might have in mind. She knew that she had to cum somehow ... especially after the preliminary round they'd just been through.
"What can I do for you, Miss DeVore?"
Amanda smiled. "Listen, my dear. I have an idea that might be interesting-and fun! You know that Debbie and Chuck went out together tonight?...."
Each of the four counselors presently at Kanaki was fortunate enough to have his or her own cabin-at least until the beginning of July when further troops would arrive. Following her discussion with Miss DeVore, Betty-Ann had placed the note in Chuck's cabin-on his pillow, and had gone to Debbie's cabin to await her return.
Miss DeVore had said that she was sure that both Chuck and Debbie had been having a highly sexually inclined evening, based on evidence and observation-and intuition. It was the perfect time to hit them with further potential sexual escapades, since they would still be reeling from the effects of the night, and it would seem to flow naturally from the previous chain of events.
Betty-Ann, she had said, could have Debbie. She herself would try Chuck for tonight. It was their chance to initiate them to newer ideas....
Almost right at twelve, Debbie came through the door.
"Betty-Ann! What are you doing here?"
Betty-Ann's eyes quickly took in Debbie's short skirt and half-open blouse. Her hair was disheveled. Yes, she thought ... she's been going at it pretty heavy tonight. Probably got herself good and fucked, if she's at all smart.
"Couldn't sleep. I'm all tense, Debbie. Sorry for barging in on you like this. I know you were out with Chuck. Have a good time?" She smiled.
"Uh, why, yes...." Debbie's eyes glanced away.
"I'll just bet you did, sweetheart! Betty-Ann watched as Debbie put her purse down in the corner and noticed the puff of silk peeking out of its open top. She squinted and looked more closely....
Panties! Her panties! She doesn't even have them on! Well ... that's good news!
Betty-Ann's eyes roved up Debbie's long legs, knowing that she was bare-ass naked under the tiny skirt. Debbie seemed embarrassed at her staring and turned to kick off her high-heeled sandals.
Betty-Ann was sitting on the side of Debbie's bed in a baby-doll nightie without panties. Debbie was surprised, to say the least. She could see the pink, pointy circles of her nipples through the flimsy garment too. It certainly hid nothing!
Debbie could even see her dark triangular pubic bush, nestled hidden under the nightie's frilly nylon hem. Her eyes followed the older girl's long, flowing, tanned legs to where her ankles locked together on the floor. She really is beautiful, Debbie thought.
And Debbie felt a strange warmth as she gazed at her co-worker's sensual body-a warmth that surprised her in its similarity to the heat that she had experienced with Chuck....
God, she thought ... Her body's exciting! ... In a strange sort of way ... Got to get that out of my mind....
"It's my ... my ... breasts, Debbie," said Betty-Ann with calculated shyness. Her comment drew Debbie's eyes to the high, pointed mammaries behind the sheer nylon veil. "They're so ... so sore ... that I needed another girl's opinion about whether or not they were OK...." She even managed a blush!
Debbie was instantly filled with sympathy. "Why, that must be awful! Of course, I'll help ... What can I do?"
A smile secretly crossed Betty-Ann's face. Then it quickly disappeared. She slipped the baby-doll up and over her head and sat on the bed starknaked-and, realized Debbie, stunningly attractive.
"They're so sore, Debbie! If you could just check them over and give me your opinion-I mean, a kind of neutral, detached examination, to see if you can spot anything I can't see ... Can you help?"
Debbie hummed for a minute. "Why, sure, OK, Betty-Ann. If it'll help. Sure...."
She went over and sat beside the naked beauty. Her own skirt rode up on her firm, swelling thighs. "What can I do?"
"Feel them. Check underneath them where I can't see. They feel so tight and hard! Maybe you could tell me if it's something physical, in your opinion, or if it's just my imagination." She thrust the ski-sloped jugs forward. Their tips looked like startled rabbits.
Again, Debbie felt strangely uncomfortable, and not a little excited. The girl was, after all, quite beautiful! And she was naked....
Debbie reached out a hand and touched Betty-Ann's naked, swollen tit. Then her other hand sought out the other bare boob, catching it in her cupped palm.
The flesh did feel tight and hard! But it also felt smooth, warm, and like expensive satin. Debbie felt her own nipples harden in response to the contact with the girl's bare skin.
She cupped and hefted and stroked the bare boobs, going through the motions of checking for something out of the ordinary. As she inspected the tits, the only thing she did notice was the way the girl's nipples stiffened and grew into tough, spiked nubbins. Her own nipples were as hard as nails!
Betty-Ann's hand dropped and rested on her thigh, at the edge of the short skirt. Pretending she didn't notice it was a monumental task, as her thigh broke out in gooseflesh! Her grip on the older girl's bare tits tightened slightly, and she began to breathe deeply, as if she were surfacing from a long dive.
She was getting turned on!
And Betty-Ann did not fail to notice.
She slid her hand up the silken thigh to the warm, welcome tangle of pussy curls hidden underneath. Debbie gasped and rolled her eyes back in her head, gripping Betty-Ann's rubbery breasts in her long fingers, reshaping them to fit her squeezing hands. Her long evening of fucking and sucking with Chuck Ramey had left her totally vulnerable to any overtures of a sexual nature, so stirred up-and stimulated was she-both physically and mentally.
"Oh ... Betty-Ann! We shouldn't! It's just not right...."
The older counselor silenced her by pressing her soft, open lips to hers, and reaching right up boldly to cup her pouting pussy with her entire hand! Her naked tits pressed against the younger girl's firm breasts through the blouse that separated them. Her tongue stole into Debbie's lovely, warm mouth, seeking her own tongue ravenously.
Debbie sighed audibly and gave in.
Her thighs spread apart, opening the gateways for Betty-Ann's searching hand. She couldn't believe how exciting it all was! It was so forbidden ... to make love to another female ... She had heard that such things were done ... But to do them!....
The older girl's hand roamed freely, and gently, over the upper and inner thighs, over the belly and curly pussy hair, down into the swollen cuntlips, stroking, caressing, petting. Debbie lifted one foot up onto the bed, spreading her legs farther apart....
Betty-Ann ran her fingers down into the crack of her ass, and teased up the fissure, finally imbedding one long finger all the way up Debbie's oozing snatch.
Debbie countered by sucking furiously and lustily on the girl's tongue, holding it prisoner by pure suction. Her hands twisted and worshipped the bare boobs in her grip, pinching the long nipples to full erectness.
Suddenly, Betty-Ann pushed the pretty blonde down on the bed on her back, quickly undid the buttons on the blouse, and pulled it open, baring her full, rounded breasts, like overturned bowls, with flower petals on top of each summit. Then she bent and sucked a nipple up into her mouth, pulling and loving it with her lips, startling Debbie with the intensity of her passion....
A passion which served to fuel her own....
"Oh my God! Betty-Ann! What you're doing! Sucking my breast ... my nipple ... your mouth ... your tongue...." She moaned and arched her tit into the sucking mouth. "We shouldn't ... we shouldn't ... oooohhhh...."
Betty-Ann remained undaunted, sucking and laving the stiff tit with her lips and tongue, making it as hard and rigid as a tiny piece of coral. With her other hand she fondled the other quivering boob, stroking it out into an elongated pear-shaped fruit, ripe for plucking.
Debbie's hands continued to knead her colleague's firm cones.
Letting the tit slip from her lips with a naughty popping sound, Betty-Ann sat back and hooked her fingers in the waistband of Debbie's shirt. "Lift your hips, darling."
"Ohhh ... Nooo...." But she lifted her wide, feminine hips, and Betty-Ann pulled the short skirt off her limp legs completely. Debbie lay on the bed, her tempting body bared except for her tangled, open blouse.
Betty-Ann knelt on the floor and swivelled the girl so that her legs, bent at the knees, dangled to the carpet. She was kneeling between her long, parted limbs, while the luscious blonde's upper body rec-lined on the bed, her arms tossed wide in abandon.
My God ... what am I doing? thought Debbie.
First Chuck ... now Betty-Ann ... What's happening to me?
The one thing she did know was how wonderful the evening had been. And now this! There had never been an evening like it-and probably could never be another. All this sensation-and for the first time!
Her ripe young body could not get enough!
Betty-Ann's lips touched the soft, tender skin of her inner thigh, and she felt like she had just been branded-but pleasantly. Sighing, and opening her thighs wider, she exposed her recently fucked and sucked and chewy pussy to the wicked advances of the older girl. Betty-Ann's hands moved up under the gorgeous ass cheeks of the supine girl and dragged her forward by the squishy mounds, leaving her ass suspended half-on and half-off the bed. Then she pressed the gates of her thighs farther apart and enjoyed the spectacle of the girl's pouting, blonde, hair-fringed cunt.
Its lips were pulled open and her clit jutted out obscenely. Below it, the fleshy folds narrowed darkly, then widened again at her vaginal opening, where the lubricating juices were flowing like a Spring run-off down into her split buttocks.
Debbie moaned and writhed under her lewd gaze.
Betty-Ann returned her lips to the creamy thighs, kissing and licking her way reverently up toward the succulent folds of her tasty pussy.
She ran her tongue along the girl's lust-inflamed labia, licking into the hairs, before burrowing it into the buttery channel and slurping up her heady, musky taste.
"Oh ... Betty-Ann!...."
The tongue continued its pilgrimage to unknown shores, licking and sliding and teasing the precious cunt offered to it.
She tasted fabulous!
"Yesss ... yesss ... I can't stand it ... lick me, Betty-Ann ... lick me ... Suck me ... oh, please, suck me ... Suck my hot cunt...."
"Pretty pussy...." replied the kneeling girl. "Delicious little pussy...."
She plunged her tongue right up the pink, elastic hole, pressing her teeth against the soft labia and her nose into the hairy triangle. She stretched her tongue farther....
"Oh! Ooohhhh! Oooooooooooooooo...." Her tongue is up my cunt! the girl realized. Right up my cunt! It's fabulous! It's magnificent!
"Fuck me with that tongue! Lick me out! Ohhhhh ... Do it!"
Betty-Ann wormed her way around in the tight, slippery feminine channel, fucking her pussy with her spongy tongue. Her hands squeezed the girl's buttocks, and Debbie's long legs rose up and settled on her shoulders, drawing Betty-Ann's face more firmly into the intimate nook.
Betty-Ann could feel the cool, smooth thighs against her cheeks, and the strong tapered legs locked around her head and back. Between Debbie's legs, she realized, was a wonderful place to spend your time!
She slipped her tongue out of the secret hole and licked upward, finally sucking the rubbery little clit into her lips.
"Oooowwwww...." howled Debbie. "Suck my clit! Yes! Yes! Suck my clit! CHEW IT!" She fed the bite-sized tidbit up into the clasping lips.
Betty-Ann sucked her clit relentlessly and expertly. Her lips were like an elastic band, her teeth like gentle scrapers, her tongue like a silken eel. The younger girl was lost.
It's like heaven! Debbie thought. I'm going to cum-again!
Like a long, low tidal wave, the orgasm rushed up from the depths of her loins and she screamed with joyous release, eyes wide and watery. The mouth continued to suck at her clit, draining every last shudder from her wracking form, sucking her to full, complete and resounding satisfaction.
It was several minutes before Debbie realized that the suctioning mouth had abandoned her tender pussy, leaving her vaginal muscles limp and relaxed. Opening her eyes, she realized that the girl was crawling up her naked body, straddling her-a leg on each side.
Betty-Ann crawled up Debbie's shapely torso until her hairy, pouting cunt was directly over the younger girl's face.
"Now," she said, "it's my turn!"
Debbie didn't know what to do.
"Do what I did to you-with ... variations. I'm really steaming for it, dearie. Lick me." She stared down into the wide eyes of the girl who'd only just been initiated into the raptures of feminine love. "Suck it. Suck my clit. Until I cum"
She bent her knees and lowered her cunt onto the girl's face, shifting it over her mouth. Debbie's hands came up to grip the girl by the buttocks, and she opened her timid mouth and her tiny, wet tongue peeked out.
And she licked the cunt.
She was surprised to find that it was not at all repulsive. In fact, it was delicious! And exciting....
She licked the flowery gash from top to bottom, from cunt-hole to clit, licking and pushing in with her tongue, trying to make the older girl feel as good as she had felt. She closed her pursed lips around the scented nubbin of the clitoris, sucking it like a leech.
Staring down at the face buried between her legs, Betty-Ann reveled in her conquest. Miss DeVore had been right. Debbie was ready for it-ready for anything! She watched in appreciative admiration as the young girl supped and dined at her cunt, eating her way to heaven, and taking Betty-Ann there as well.
Debbie Cumberland-sweet innocent little Debbie-was eating her cunt like it was apple pie with whipped cream. Betty-Ann hunched her pussy closer to the greedy mouth that was going to get her off, knowing that she could have Debbie's face buried there anytime she could arrange a time and a place this summer.
She began to slide her hips back and forth, delighting in the liquid sensation of the mouth of the stunning naked blonde between her taut thighs.
And she reflected, briefly, on what must be happening between Miss DeVore and Chuck Ramey right about now....
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Chuck arrived back at his cabin that evening and found the note on his pillow, he figured that he must be in some kind of trouble. He hadn't broken curfew. So what could it be? Why would Miss DeVore want to see him, as the note said, as soon as he got in this evening? It was midnight!
Nevertheless, there was no way he could ignore the request. And besides, he was rather curious as to what it could all be about.
Trudging up the moonlit path to the impressive log house, he could see the flickering of the fireplace through the windows. It was, he had to admit, a pretty spot. And that Miss DeVore ... she wasn't bad either-still an attractive female, even if she was about twice his age. Since his encounters with Casey and Debbie, Chuck perceived women in an entirely new-and understandable-light.
He knocked lightly on the substantial pine door. "It's open. Come in."
He opened the door and saw Miss DeVore standing in the living room, bathed in the dancing shadows of the fire crackling in the hearth. His jaw slackened immediately.
She was wearing a titillating, shortie, terrycloth bathrobe, belted at the waist, which came down only to the tops of her thighs. Her dark hair had been let down and fell in silken, shimmering softness to her shoulders. Her long, tanned legs rippled down in curving richness to the high-heeled shoes she was wearing. With pouting red lips and tastefully made-up eyes, she was like the incarnation of some movie sex-queen of the forties or fifties.
Gazing at her stunning beauty, Chuck felt as if he had stumbled onto the set of an old movie studio. The lush round carpet, the old pine floors, the romance of the sizzling, snapping fireplace, all led to the overwhelming dreamlike effect.
Miss DeVore was a lovely, sexy lady. There was no doubt about it.
"Miss DeVore," he managed, gulping, "sorry I'm late. What was it you wanted to see me about?"
Placing one hand on her hip and shifting her weight provocatively onto one leg, Miss DeVore grinned wryly.
"It's the windows, Chuck. They're all stuck-won't open. It happens quite often when I have a fire going in here and the moisture from outside reacts, swelling the wood somehow. I'm just not ... strong enough ... to lift them ... and I can't sleep without fresh air! You are," she continued, "the only ... man ... around here right now. And you are ... young and strong ... surely you can get them unstuck for me?"
"Why, sure, ma'am ... I can try."
The windows were stuck a bit ... But then, they always stuck-something only she knew.
"See. Here's one." She strode over to a nearby living-room window. Bending slightly to grab the low handles, her skimpy robe rode up over her bountiful backside.
Standing behind her, Chuck could only stare.
She was wearing nothing underneath the robe!
Her bare ass cheeks were caressed by the weaving shadows from the fireplace, and when she tensed and strained once more to attempt to force the window up, Chuck could see the curly fringe of pussy hair peeking between the luscious buns!
His mouth went dry.
"See what I mean?" she asked, turning and facing him, once more adopting the hand-on-hip and weight-on-one-leg pose. Her robe had loosened slightly from her effort, and one well-turned boob threatened to escape and bob about erotically.
"Yes, ma'am ... I certainly do see what you mean." His eyes lingered on her breasts and long legs.
Amanda smiled inwardly, well aware of the spectacle she had presented to the boy. Working him up like this was more than half the fun, she thought.
"It is hot in here because of it-right?"
"Right." He had started to sweat-for many reasons.
"Don't be afraid to feel comfortable. Take your shirt off. Get cool. It'll be hot work, and could take awhile."
"Aw, naw, it's OK...."
"Don't be silly. I insist. You're helping me, and I want you to be comfortable."
"Well...."
"No ... really."
"OK...." He undid his shirt, stripped it off, and placed it on a chair. Unconsciously, he flexed his biceps, and the muscular chest and back rippled with youthful beauty.
Now it was Amanda's turn to be appreciative. Wow! she thought. What a hunk! He's gorgeous ... and young ... and big....
Chuck strode past her and gripped the window as she had done. He strained. The biceps bulged nicely and his back knotted; the window gave with a wrench and slid upward.
"There!" He stepped back.
"Terrific! Great!" She placed a hand on his arm in a gesture of thanks, letting it stay a bit too long. "Well, that's one ... How about another?"
"Sure. Lead the way."
"In the kitchen. Over the sink."
She strutted along in front of him.
"This one." She reached up and pushed at the unmoving window. Because pf its position over the sink, she had to bend and stretch in a manner that allowed her to tease Chuck Ramey mercilessly.
Her arms stretched out and she stood on tiptoe in her high-heels. The robe rode right up over her bare ass, revealing the clenched muscles in her buttocks and the puff of silken cunt hair nestled between her buns.
As she strained and stretched in mock exertion, Chuck's young cock strained and stretched at the erotic presentation.
Finally, huffing, she turned to face Chuck. "See! Same thing."
The tit that had been trying to break free from her robe previously had succeeded. It hung from her chest like a succulent, candy-tipped fruit, smooth and satiny and vibrant. She seemed not to notice, but contented herself with brushing her long hair from her eyes.
"Yes, ma'am. I see what you mean ... same thing." And with that he reached up and freed the window from its jammed moorings with a powerful wrench. Then he turned and faced her with his hands on his hips, breathing heavily, his flowing muscles restless beneath his bronzed skin. Amanda dropped her eyes to his crotch and observed the hard-on that was blossoming upward from his loins. It looked like a long, thick rope inside his tight pants, and stretched almost to his belt buckle.
A sheen of light perspiration covered his curly-haired chest. The sudden breeze from the newly opened window gave them both goose bumps.
"Another important one's in the bedroom," she said.
"In the bedroom...." he repeated without thinking.
He followed her long-legged strut into the bedroom. One side of the white-quilted bed was against the wall with the window. Amanda crawled up onto the bed and slipped over to the window on her knees. Then, kneeling, she bent toward the low window and tried to lift it.
Her bare bottom was thrust out at Chuck, assaulting his senses. He could see her dimpled asshole, her cuntlips, and the fabulous nest of cunt hair between her legs. The backs of her superb thighs were taut and smooth.
The big plum-like head of his swelling erection popped out of the top of his pants, as if gasping for breath. He felt faint.
"See?" She turned to glance at him over her shoulder, still sticking her bare ass out toward him. "Oh...." she said. "Oh my." Her eyes locked on the purple plum of his solid penis, peeping over his belt buckle. "Goodness," she added.
Chuck could feel the blood pounding in both a vein in his neck and in his throbbing, blood-engorged cock.
She wiggled her naked bottom almost imperceptibly, then turned and sat on the bed, her long legs tucked under her. Her robe had opened almost completely, and both swaying, bullet-tipped jugs pointed at him accusingly.
"What have we here, Chuck? It is warm in here, isn't it?" Teasingly, she undid her belt and slipped the robe off her shoulders, presenting herself naked as a jaybird, except for her high-heeled shoes.
"You seem to have a problem," she said, and reached out to drag herself to the edge of the bed by hooking her fingers in the belt of his pants. "About eight inches, I'd guess, would be the size of the problem....
Chuck found himself with Miss DeVore sitting naked on the bed in front of him, her face at the level of his belt, her wide eyes locked hypnotically on the big, swollen cockhead nosing out of his waistband.
"Well...." she repeated, and touched it with a teasing fingernail. It tingled and produced a tiny drop of white fluid from its burgeoning tip, which sat there tantalizingly.
"Well...." and this time, her pink tongue appeared out of nowhere and licked up the pearly drop from the tip of his bloated penis.
Chuck thought he would most surely burst! "Oooohhhhhh...."
"Delicious!" she said, licking and smacking her lips. "There must be more where that came from!" Her hands were busy at his belt buckle now, undoing it expertly and pulling down his zipper tab.
The mammoth penis eased out of the open pants, settling at a sixty-degree angle, pulsing rhythmically. Miss DeVore shoved his pants down to his knees, making him bare from his knees up.
She stared as though hypnotized by the great beast. I've truly discovered a beauty, she thought. This cock was one of the finest she'd ever set eyes on-a long, sleek, towering, swollen rapier, slung with a pair of golf-ball-sized testicles in a tempting hairy sac. His thighs, too, were strong and muscular. Amanda liked everything she saw....
She knew she was going to suck on it-and soon. She couldn't wait!
"Do you know what a sixty-nine is, Chuck?"
The lasciviousness of the idea stunned him.
He'd heard of a sixty-nine-the same as any other schoolboy or girl hears of such things-as forbidden ideas-as something naughty that one giggled about stealthily as though one was privy to a scandalous secret. And here was his boss suggesting it to him! His eyes feasted on her splendid, bared torso, and fantasized what she had just uttered.
"Yeah ... I think so," he replied finally. "I've never done it." He paused while they drank in each other's aroused nakedness. "But I'd like to try it, Miss DeVore."
Amanda smiled smugly. The evening had gone as she had planned, and would now proceed according to her preferences. She reached out and took his hot, throbbing penis in her cool hand, and he tensed visibly. She gave it a couple of experimental tugs, watching with amusement as Chuck's eyes rolled back in his head and his mouth fell open.
"Oh, Jesus, yes ... pull it ... pump it ... it's full of good stuff for you...." he moaned.
"I'm sure it is, Chuck. I can hardly wait!" She continued to slide the loose skin up and down the solid steel of his erection.
Then she pulled him forward onto the bed, dragging him by his elongated prick, where he tumbled, his pants still bunched at his knees. She lay on her side in one direction and rolled Chuck onto his side, facing her-his head pointed toward her feet. Then she shifted until they were gazing into each other's genitals, contemplating the delights hovering there.
Miss DeVore slid the high-heeled foot of her top leg to the back of the knee of the long bottom leg that was stretched out full length. She bent the top leg in an inverted V, the knee pointing at the ceiling, opening her treasured pussy wide for Chuck's hungry eyes and mouth.
"Rest your head on my thigh, dearie, and you can get at the treat that way quite easily."
He placed his head on the creamy, satin inner thigh, his lips and eyes mere inches from her delectable, hairy cunt.
"And this is for me!" Amanda said, grabbing the long, stiff penis and bending its staunch length toward her expectant face. Another drop of eager pre-cum fluid had seeped to the tip of the big, swollen cockhead. It rolled slowly in the tiny slit, a small measure of the inferno churning below.
Amanda's long tongue snaked out and licked it up hungrily. "Mmmmm! ... Delicious!" Then her tongue slithered all over the head, teasing and licking the glans, before sliding all the way down the big vein at the underside of the boy's hard cock.
She began to run her tongue over his swollen, tight balls, tickling them with devilish expertise.
"Miss DeVore ... Miss DeVore ... That's sensational!" Chuck groaned. "Lick my balls some more. They love it!"
She stopped momentarily. "Not unless you start licking my pussy. Stick your tongue in it. Eat it. Suck it." She hissed the last two words.
Chuck stared at the puffy, gaping lips of her seething cunt, at the puckered entrance to her femininity, at the budding, hooded clit peeping from the pink, fleshy folds.
Sure, he thought ... I'll eat it. "Pretty, scrumptious little cunt...." he said aloud, and touched the quivering clit with the tip of his tongue, pressing against it, gradually licking it in small circles.
"Yessss, Chuck! That's it! Lick my clit! It loves it-simply loves it! Do it, lover ... Do it!"
Rolling the rubbery clit around with his tongue, he inhaled the exotic female fragrance from her loins, dizzy now from the availability of such eager pussy. Her clit grew noticeably thicker and stiffer from his lingual caresses, making it a more enticing kernel for sucking.
So he closed his lips around it and began sucking.
"Oh, Christ! Yesssssss ... Oooooooooooooo...."
Amanda guided the bulbous head of his bloodinflamed cock between her red, parted lips, immersing a good two inches of it before closing her teeth gently on the tender skin and scraping up the rod carefully, bathing it in her hot breath. She did this twice more, teasing it simultaneously with her tongue. And then she plopped as much of the big shaft in her mouth as possible, and sucked it like a vacuum cleaner....
"MmMmMm ... Unh, unh ... Mmmllllwoooo . ... Chuck crooned ecstatically around the tasty, hard love button in his mouth, as she sucked voraciously on his big, stiff cock. She slid it into the liquid warmth, running it along the insides of her wet, hollowed cheeks, slipping it along her tongue and the roof of her mouth, literally slurping up the big, popsicle-like feast.
She closed her fist around the wide base of his cock to hold it steady, while running her fingertips over his testicles, making them churn with desire. And her tight, elastic lips sucked up and down the enormous piece of man-meat in her mouth, her tongue darting about its surface crazily.
He sent his tongue diving down into her molten gash, slithering up inside her, eating her enthusiastically. Then he licked her furrow over and over again, gradually working his way back to her magic button.
"Yes. Yes. The clit. Suck the clit again. Make me bang!" Amanda had momentarily slipped the delicious cock from her lips in order to direct Chuck's ardent attentions. Once done, the big prick slid back into her mouth, fucking her pretty lips lewdly, while she sucked it greedily, like a baby with a pacifier.
Their tanned, entwined bodies contrasted richly with the white quilted bedspread in the bedroom of the rustic log house. Chuck Ramey and Miss Amanda DeVore were aware of nothing else in the whole world except what they were sucking on and what was sucking on them. Mouths, cunt, cock....
They were going to drain each other, blast each other off. Miss DeVore's raised leg slowly settled down onto the side of the boy's face, pressing against his cheek, trapping his head high up between her long legs, securing his sucking mouth to her cunt. She increased her oral worship of his powerful, solid phallus, and they each, in turn, concentrated on giving the other the most intimate and profound and devastating pleasure.
They concentrated on sucking each other right off....
Her lips sucked and slid. Her tongue licked and caressed.
His lips tightened and pulled. His tongue lashed and prodded. And they built ... And built....
Chuck's mighty cock blasted its load furiously down her throat, jerking and spasming and thrashing. She swallowed the whole load, hoping it might never stop.
Her pelvis stiffened and her body tensed and she bucked her hips wildly, completely out of control, lost to the sucking lips attached to her tender little clit. Her firm thighs squeezed the young boy's head, clamping him into position, trying to pull the sucking lips up inside her convulsing snatch to keep there forever. Writhing. Twisting. Squeezing. Sucking.
Until it could not continue.
Until it had to end.
In exhaustion.
And satisfaction....
CHAPTER NINE
Casey Lockhart had heard the van roll into the camp that evening and had peeked out the window of her cabin out of uncontrollable curiosity. She was dying to know how the date with Debbie had gone for Chuck Ramey.
What she saw gave her a pretty good idea.
She saw Chuck walk Debbie to the door of her cabin and take her in his strong arms and kiss her deeply, while lifting up her skirt at the back and cupping her appetizing bare buttocks. She saw him reach into her blouse and fondle one of her breasts with no resistance. And she realized that Chuck had indeed had a good time on his date, and she did have a real, serious rival for his attentions this summer.
She experienced a flash of depression and insecurity-something new for her. She watched Chuck saunter happily back to his own cabin and disappear.
Sitting at the window with her chin in her hands, thinking that perhaps she had pushed her luck too far with Chuck, she was surprised to see him emerge a minute later and head up the path toward Miss DeVore's residence.
Now whatever could he be going up there for at this hour, she wondered. Casey watched, craning her neck against the window pane as he slipped out of sight into the darkness.
When Chuck failed to reappear five minutes later, Casey's curiosity and restlessness got the better of her and she pulled on her sandals and, wearing only her nightie, went to do a bit of sleuthing. Her mind was filled with resentment at Chuck and Debbie-but mostly at herself for having underestimated Debbie's feminine power and latent sexuality. When she finally reached the log house and crept up to the window to look in, she saw only an empty living room, with the fire splashing romantic shadows onto the walls. Moving around to the rear of the house, she peeked into what was probably the master bedroom of the house and....
And almost fell backwards in shock....
For there, on the bed, were Chuck and Miss DeVore, in the classical sixty-nine position-he with her open pussy in his mouth, and she with his hard, young cock between her lips-sucking each other off!
Casey watched them open-mouthed-in shock, mingled with jealousy-for a full minute, until the image was branded in her mind. Then, shoulders slumped, she retreated back down the hill to the solace of her cabin, where she could try to sort things out.
She lay awake most of that night. If Chuck was fucking Debbie and getting sucked off by Miss DeVore, what did he need her for? she thought. If he had stumbled into this sexual wonderland at Camp Kanaki, and was getting all kinds of pussy, she might never get another look from the big stud all summer. And Casey knew that the loss would definitely be hers. There was no guarantee that any of the new counselors would be worth a second look-and they were still a couple of weeks awaya couple of weeks of celibacy, or of fingerfucking herself.
Unless she could regain the lead, so to speak, and divert Chuck's attention back to her....She lay awake contemplating what she must do.
The next day, when they had the kids in the lake by the dock for their swimming lesson, Casey made her play to get Chuck back in her web. She eyed his muscular, tanned young body, clad only in white swimming trunks that emphasized his lifeguard-physique.
"What's on for next Tuesday, Chuck?" she asked when the occasion offered itself a bit of quiet conversation.
His eyebrows rose up as he seemed to consider the nature and the source of the question. "Why?" he asked, simply.
"Oh, nothing, just wondering...."
"Don't know. Don't know yet."
"Want to get together?"
"Um," he paused, "thanks, Casey, but I don't think so. Other plans cooking."
"Oh...."
"Nothing personal. Just that there's so much ... opportunity ... here at Kanaki, for so many things ... I hate to miss out, you know?" he smiled.
"Me too. I hate to miss out...." She watched as he strolled out to the splashing kids.
It was Friday when their paths crossed again.
Casey had had more time to think it through. When they were assigned to gather firewood together for the evening's campfire and sing-song, she tried again.
"I miss you, Chuck," she said.
He looked down, saying nothing, continuing the task of gathering kindling into the cardboard box he was toting.
"Really," she added.
He looked up, meeting her eyes. "What do you want, Casey?"
"You."
"But you had me. And I had you. But it was nearly all on your terms. I don't need that anymore. I'm only interested in a woman on my terms. And I've got some on my terms. Can you understand that Casey? Can you?"
"Yes. I'm sorry. I made a mistake. You're too much of a man, Chuck, for what I did to you." She licked her lips, making her pitch. "You can have me ... on your terms...."
His eyes narrowed. Then, slowly, a smile played across his lips. "On my terms?"
"Yes."
"Anything I say?"
"Yes," she said. "Anything."
"Anything...." The word rolled from his lips deliciously. "Nobody'll be looking for me from 5 to 6 PM today, by previous arrangement. Can you getaway then?"
"Yes," she said. "Somehow. I'll do it. Anything."
"Meet me at the boathouse-in the sleeping quarters upstairs-at 5, OK?"
"Sure," she agreed desperately. "Great!" 4
"And Casey," he added, "don't wear any underwear. I've gotten spoiled lately, and like my women without any panties or bras under their clothes. Kinda shows me just how eager and ready they are, you know? Like, how they want to make themselves available for my whims, you know? Bare-assed and bare-titted...." He grinned with knowledge of the humiliation he had just subjected her to. Sort of balances the scales, he thought.
Casey blushed, but swallowed any negative reaction. "Sure, Chuck. Anything you say. I can hardly wait to be with you again. I'll be there!"
Chuck watched as she ran off up the grass to the cabin area. He had a couple of hours in which to make his own plans about what would be appropriate with Casey's hot little bare-assed and bare-titted body....
When Chuck arrived at 5 sharp, Casey was waiting for him, standing in the center of the room wearing her counselor's blouse, short skirt and knee-socks with sandals.
"Well...." he said, placing his hands on his hips and running his eyes over her body. "Early, eh?"
"For you, Chuck, I could never be early enough...."
"Take off your blouse and show me that you left your bra off."
Casey unbuttoned the blouse obediently, pulling it wide and wrenching it from her skirt. Her sloped, swaying, bare tits tumbled out, the tips already stiff with desire. She tossed it off to the floor.
She thrust her shoulders back and held her tits proudly forward, demonstrating her compliance.
"And your panties?"
She reached down and drew up her short skirt, slipping it up the firm, swelling thighs, over the curly pubic triangle, exposing her naked bush for his eyes to feast upon.
"Good stuff," he muttered. "OK. Take off that skirt. It'll just get in the way."
Casey obeyed, dropping it to the floor and kicking it across the room. She stood before him in her knee-socks only, the rest of her ripe, nineteen-year-old body offered to him without reservation.
"Fine. Just fine. Now ... tell me how you're going to be my slave, and how you're going to treat me properly-like a man! None of that kiddy cock-teasing shit. I mean, when a man wants it, he wants it! No bullshitting and taking advantage of it, right?"
"You're absolutely right, Chuck. I'm yours. I'D fuck and suck you anywhere, anytime, as much and as often as you want. Just name it, Chuck, and you've got it! I'm yours ... Anything!"
"Well, for starters, you can come over here, get down on your knees, take out my cock, kiss it and talk to it. It likes to be fussed over."
Casey walked across the room in her knee-socks and knelt before his hard pecker. She undid his belt, unzipped him, and took out his great stalk of swollen manhood.
"Oh, Chuck, it's beautiful! The most beautiful cock in the whole world!" Her hands caressed it lovingly. "How I've missed it! It'll never know...." And she planted a big, wet, French kiss on its bloated tip, swirling her tongue around the spongy head. Popping it from her lips, she continued. "Delicious cock. Pretty cock. Big cock. Oh, what a man-my man, with such a girl-pleasing cock! I want to make it feel so good!"
And then she took her tits and straightened up to a crouch, placing his staff between the two luscious mounds, cradling it in the satin valley of her firm boobs. She began to massage his rod with her breasts, doing her utmost to swell it to maximum proportions.
"I love your cock between my tits! It's so big and hard! You can tit-fuck me anytime you want ... Anytime...."
Chuck felt like he could cream himself right now if he let go of his control. But he had no intention of losing out on his hour with Casey by terminating it so prematurely. There was so much more to do....
"OK. You're a good girl. Kiss it once more and stand up."
Casey planted a last, lingering wet kiss on the side of the long, swaying pole, tickling it with her lusty tongue. Then she stood as ordered.
The room contained a minimum of furniture. There was a bed, an easy chair, an old sofa, a set of drawers; the floor was covered with an Axminster rug that had seen better days. The whole room obviously had once served only as a guest sleeping spot. Nevertheless, it was comfortable and secluded, and almost a romantic hideaway. All it was missing, thought Chuck, was Miss DeVore's big fireplace....
"Over to the back of the easy chair, Casey. Stand behind it, turn it around, then bend over it, putting your hands down onto the seat.
Excitedly, she did as she was told. As she bent over the back of the chair, exposing her round little ass and gaping cunt to his eyes, the perversity of it all caused her to literally ooze with sexual tension. She thrust her full buns high in the air, opening her asshole completely.
She could hear Chuck coming up close to her, could actually feel his eyes burrowing up her tight anus. Then she could hear him stripping off his shirt and pants, and knew without looking that he was naked and big behind her.
He came up behind her, placing his hands on her hips, and caressed her buttocks with his cock and balls, trailing them gently across the creamy flesh. Casey tingled at their touch, sighing deeply. Then he poked a couple of fingers into the stretched mouth of her cunt, swishing them about in the ooze of her love sap, coating them with natural lubricant.
She felt him step back. Then she felt his finger press directly against the puckered opening of her tight asshole.
She started to straighten up reflexively, but a strong hand held her in place. "No, Casey. Don't move. Seems to me I remember you sticking something up my ass not too long ago. Fair's fair ... right?" He wriggled the slippery digit up into the secret depths, burying it completely in her gorgeous ass. She could hardly breathe properly, so erotically stunned was she. The invasion was so intimate! Like nothing she had ever experienced. And the position he had her in! She had never felt so vulnerable!
Suddenly, she felt a second finger begin to probe at her hole, joining the first, sliding easily up to widen the tunnel to her core. He has two fingers up my ass now! Ooooooooooooo ... It's incredible!
"Roll that sweet ass around now, honey! Really give yourself a treat...." He continued to turn and twist his lewd fingers, widening her rectal passage, causing it to accept him there as a pleasurable thing. It was working, for Casey was soon crooning and rolling her lovely ass about in erotic circles, purring for more.
Bent double over the back of the easy chair, on her tiptoes, wearing nothing but her girlish kneesocks, Casey rolled her upthrust ass wantonly in rhythmic circles, allowing Chuck's prying fingers to fuck and stretch her tight rectum obscenely. Her fingernails clawed at the fabric of the chair beneath her and she bit her lower lip to stop from moaning aloud with joy. It was wonderful!
With two fingers stuck up her ass, he plopped the head of his eight-inch cock into the pouting mouth of her young pussy, merely sluicing it about and pushing in not more than an inch or so for awhile. Casey tried desperately to impale herself on his big cock by thrusting back, but each time Chuck pulled away teasingly.
"Beg me," he said simply.
"Oh, fuck me, Chuck, please! Keep your fingers up my ass and fuck me with your big steel cock! Fuck my cunt with it! Hard! Please...." She was mewling now.
"OK." He drove it home like a ramrod, burying the entire monster with one lunge, right up to the hilt!
"Ohhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ooooooooooooo...." Casey's body shuddered at the double impalement of her nether holes. "Fuck me. Fuck my ass and cunt ... Yessssss...."
"Straighten up."
Not expecting this, Casey nevertheless swayed upright, with his massive penis lodged up her twat and his two fingers up her tight asshole. Because he was so much taller than she, it was necessary to stand on her tiptoes and clutch the back of the chair to keep from having his erection feel like it might emerge from her mouth! With his free hand, Chuck reached around and pinched her stiff nipples and squeezed her high, hard breasts, massaging their foamlike firmness.
"You were my first fuck ... and my first blowjob, Casey dear ... But you really should have thought about jacking me off while shoving your lipstick up my ass, right?"
"Yes, darling. I made a terrible mistake. And I lost you because of it. It'll never happen again! Anything! Anything you want! Fuck me if you want ... Fuck me till I can't stand up!"
"Oh, I'll fuck you alright, anytime ... You're my puppet-on-a-string-a sucking, fucking puppet, right?"
"Yes! Yesssss!" She was squeezing tears of delirious ecstasy from the corners of her pretty eyes.
Chuck lunged higher up her oozing snatch, lifting her feet right off the floor! She was suspended in mid-air, impaled on his solid pole, bracing herself with her hands on the back of the chair! Her feet locked around the back of his knees.
"Yes! Yes! It's incredible! Wonderful! You're the best-the best ever!"
"I know." He lunged again, lifting her higher! His fingers twisted indecently around in her secret asshole. Casey was groaning with pure animal joy.
Slowly, he relaxed his leg muscles and allowed the girl to touch the floor with her toes once more. Then, to her confusion-and disappointment-he stepped backwards and his long beefy rod slid out of her sopping hole, popping upward and throbbing anew.
"What? ... Why?...? The girl's cunt muscles contracted, searching for the missing filler, needing it for completion of her femininity. She settled back on her heels.
"Let's go over here, Casey," he said, indicating the chest of drawers. "I put something in one of the drawers after talking with you this afternoon. Something you can use now."
He hooked the two fingers in her rectal passage and pulled her backwards by her asshole, turning her and shoving her toward the drawers. He never removed his guiding, intimate fingers from the warm anal channel, preferring instead to show her the degree of his control over her body by leading her around by the asshole, literally.
"Open the top drawer."
Casey did as she was told.
There in the top drawer was a banana-a long, curved, slightly green, unpeeled banana.
Her eyes widened.
"Fuck yourself with that banana."
Casey's jaw dropped open.
"You heard me. Fuck yourself with it. Slip it up your cunt." He reamed and twisted her asshole as he talked, causing her stomach to flip-flop and her toes to curl.
She reached in and picked it up.
"Stick it in. Up your hole. Do it."
His fingers moved in wide circles.
Hesitantly, but knowing that she would do whatever he wanted, Casey took the banana and placed it in the puckered mouth of her cunt, stretching her lips wide to encompass its girth. Then, gently, she pushed it in two inches, stopping to get her breath and clear the tears from her eyes. Blinking away the watery evidence of her humiliation, she gritted her teeth and pressed it in farther.
Four inches. She stopped.
Six inches. Her cunt was stretched incredibly.
Eight inches ... It was all the way in. She could feel it lodged against her cervix, and there was still enough protruding from her stretched pussy to clutch as a handle.
Licking her red lips, she said, "It's in, Chuck. I did it. I did what you asked me to do. I fucked myself with a banana-with your fingers up my ass."
"Good girl! That's the spirit ... Now ... Back over to the chair ... Let's see you walk across with the banana jammed in there, and my fingers in here" He wiggled his fingers.
Casey turned and carefully placed one foot in front of the other, feeling bloated and degraded, making her way across the floor. But, strangely, it was the most exciting thing she had ever known! To be used so totally and completely was incredibly arousing, and she shivered with unconfined lust.
"Now," he said, smiling maliciously, knowing what was to come, "assume the previous position, back over the chair!"
Casey bent over the back of the chair, her helpless asshole thrust high, with his fingers imbedded there. The banana stalk could be seen sticking out from the hair-fringed lips of her pussy, pointing straight out across the room. He turned the stalk so that it twisted the entire fruit in her cunt, pointing the curved stalk down toward the floor. She groaned in muted passion.
He pressed her down over the chair, making it possible for only her toes to touch the floor once again. Her silken hair fell in shimmering waves to the seat cushion, her breasts mashed against the back of the chair. He stood back to admire the spectacle, and as he did so, he slipped his fingers out of her well-reamed asshole. It seemed to gasp for their return.
The erotic sight was stunning! Her long, sleek legs were spread wide, displaying everything she had, and offering it to him for whatever purpose he had in mind.
"Casey," he said.
She mewled and pouted, unable to articulate words at this point.
"I'm going to fuck you up your asshole."
The words were like a lightning bolt to the young girl, and her ass cheeks tensed and quivered at the thought.
"Yes," she managed, "like that. Up my asshole with your cock ... I want it!'
"Pull those ass cheeks apart with your hands. Show me the target!"
She reached back in submission and pulled the fabulous buns wide apart. There could be no doubt as to where the target was now....
"Superb ... Just superb...." He closed the distance, placing his bulbous cockhead against the girl's anus, and pressing it forward, buried the big plum halfway up the tight, hot passage.
She groaned and tensed.
Chuck could not stifle a moan himself, so stimulating was both the sight and feel of what he was doing. His stretching and reaming of her passage with his fingers was paying dividends, as his big cock moved deeper up the channel with minimal resistance.
All the way up....
To the dead end....
Till his belly was pressed flush with her gorgeous buttocks....
He twitched his long penis deep within her bowels and she moaned and thrust back onto his pole.
"Has anyone fucked you in the ass before, Casey?"
"No! Never!"
"Has anyone had you stick a banana up your pretty twat before?"
"Never, Chuck, never."
"Do you like it?"
"I love it! You're magnificent! Fuck my ass! There's never been anyone like you! Never!!!"
Pleased, Chuck ran his hands over her smooth back and satin buttocks. "Good," he said. And he began to stroke in and out of her asshole with long lazy motions, skewering the teenager's willing asshole rhythmically. She rolled her hips in unison, thrusting back in fucking motions. He felt his balls dangle against the banana stalk.
"Reach back and fuck yourself with the banana, baby ... and with your other hand, play with my balls."
Casey did exactly as she was ordered, sawing the long fruit in and out of her sopping cunt, scraping his massive testicles with her feminine fingertips.
"Now ... tell me about it all, while I fuck the ass off you."
"You are! You are fucking the ass off me! I love it when you fuck the ass off me! I even love ... fucking myself with a banana ... if it's what you want me to do ... I'll do anything for you ... Anything!!!" Her fingers continued to fondle his hairy sac, rolling the balls about deliriously, churning up the vat of cum brewing there.
He continued to fuck in and out of her sweet asshole, while she moaned and fucked back against him.
"So fucking tight! And warm!" he shouted.
"Fuck my ass, Chuck ... fuck it!"
He grabbed her hips firmly and really began to lunge into her in earnest, plowing deeply, slapping his thighs against the back of her legs and his belly against her soft, cushion-like buttocks.
"Oh, Chuck! Do it! Yessssss!"
She sawed the banana in and out of her cunt furiously, rubbing it against her clit, making herself bubble and boil. Her tongue fell out from her pretty lips and she gurgled and groaned as the massive orgasm seeped through her taut body.
"I'm cumming! Cumming! It's happening! NOW!"
The world burst apart for Casey Lockhart, and she spasmed her cunt and asshole around their invaders, clutching and squeezing at the long probes, milking them instinctively. As her asshole milked Chuck's big cock, he thrust deeply, burying it to the hilt.
And let her milk it out of him.
Her hand squeezed gently around his bloated balls, and that did it....
"Aaaaaaggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" The volcano erupted! The distended penis blasted its load like a fire hose into her secret bowels, bathing her innards with the evidence of his massive lust, bucking and pumping and filling her up.
They went on like that for several minutes.
Finally, Chuck slumped forward along Casey's tanned back, clutching her by her shoulders, totally and exhaustedly spent.
They were almost asleep, so great was their satisfaction. And they smiled as they lay there, slumped over the chair.
His cock was still stuffed up her ass, and her hand still clutched her now favorite fruit.
Through the mental haze that was lifting, several things occurred to Chuck Ramey.
What a fucking incredible summer it was going to be! What a fucking incredible summer! And it wasn't even July yet!
He had Debbie and Casey and Miss DeVore to fuck at whim. He'd certainly have to check out that Betty-Ann too ... and soon, the whole new contingent of summer counselors would be arriving-new potential fuck-and-suck partners.
He'd be seeing a lot of Casey from now on, especially with her new attitude. And a virgin who'd just discovered what she'd been missing-well, that spoke for itself . ... Lots of fresh, eager pussy there!
He reached around the slumped body and squeezed the tits hanging there. Casey groaned delightedly. Yes, he thought ... Yes....
