With my big green eyes still glazed with hot ecstasy, I, Ferrea Mayo, a nineteen year old provocatively sensual girl, lay beside my lover quivering noticeably, as the erotic thrills within me gradually subsided. I never kept count of the number of times I came, for I had learned some seven years before that I did it seemingly at will, especially when I was getting my excitable and sensitive anus goosed by the right man. I would be eighteen tomorrow, but that evening Tyran Bey had already given it all to me the way I craved to have it.
He was thirty-seven years old, but looked years younger, and was in excellent physical condition. Being a Martial Artist he kept himself fit, both mentally and physically. He was only part Turk, but referred to himself as just a Turk. I never asked why. He was six feet one inch tall-a hundred and ninety-eight pounds of pure muscle. Tyran had a head full of beautiful black hair and very erotic brown eyes. He was my man now, and had carried me to heights of sexual pleasures I never knew existed. Even my clitoral orgasms had been hard to handle as were my double orgasms other men had given me, including Bobby Karras.
I did not know what there was about Tyran that made him such a great lover, nor did I care. But of all the men that had been in and out of my three holes-my mouth, cunt and ass-over the past seven years-he was the greatest of them all, and I was going to be his woman forever. Of course I was a perverted woman and knew it, and had been from the very first time I got sexually involved with a man. I loved many things about sex, but ass-fucking was my greatest desire and most intensive thrill.
I could remember when I was the kind of young girl that had to sleep around after I had it and lost Bobby Karras. I did not want one boyfriend. As a matter-of-fact, I did not want any boy at all. There was nothing a teenager could do for me.
When I met up with Bobby Karras, the handsome thirty-two year old Greek stud, I was only eighteen years old I was sprouting out and up in all directions. I was very well endowed for that tender age, and cognizant of what my physical possessions were. It was obvious to me that Mother Nature was not going to skimp on my physical endowments, which delighted me very much.
My breasts became the size of tennis balls seemingly overnight, and had big thick hard nipples at their ends. They were shaped like cones and sat up high and very erect in my chest, protruding in an exciting exhibition of femininity. At the time I was willowy, five-feet-three inches tall with wide, vibrant hips that caught the attention of both males and females alike, and were positively sinful as they shimmered when I walked, danced or ran. I guess that, like almost all girls I did have a little belly, because I was always stuffing it with food, especially sweets. But it was getting flat, and my waist was very tiny, which accentuated my wide-spread hips. I had a full mouth, a flawlessly beautiful face, smooth sallow skin when I was not tanned, and a lovely head of tawny blonde hair that was thick and full-bodied. It fell halfway down my back, or at times came over my titties if I had two manes falling in that direction. My men have always told me it was as soft as silken heather. In those days I did not know what heather was, but I do now.
During those early years young boys from school and my neighborhood in Temple, Texas, were always grabbing a hand full of my titties or my luscious hips whenever they had the chance. It happened all the time, because it was very difficult for any horny young boy to keep from fondling me and other lovely young teenagers developing the way I was. However, I did not appreciate those boys stealing love and erotic excitement from me, and they would most-likely get my knee in their balls, my fingers in their eyes, or both. But even though I did resent this fondling, to be perfectly honest, I received tremendous sensations while some young boy had hold of my tits or ass cheeks. I could understand the sensation I received from the tittie fondling, but was confused about the mountainous thrills I received from having my ass cheeks caressed.
It was also during these years that I would masturbate frequently in privacy or along with my older sister Cyril. She was only a year and a few months older, but I was more developed than she, and neither one of us was going to be much taller than we already were. I weighed eighty-one pounds at the time, and most of that was in my behind. Cyril weighed eighty-six, and most of it was in her thighs. Her legs were larger, too, but she had a narrow ass and little tits about the size of golf balls.
Once, before I had Bobby Karras crack my cherry pot for me, burst my anus wide open, I watched my parents making love. It was the most exciting thing I had ever seen, watching my lovely blonde headed mom take my dark headed daddy's bountiful cock up her ass-hole. I climaxed without even touching my sensitive clit. It was more exciting seeing him do that to her than it was seeing him plunging off into her well developed pussy-hole, or taking all of his cock in her sweet mouth.
Right after seeing this beautiful and exciting act, I returned to my room and envisioned Bobby doing it to me. I used one hand to manipulate my clit, while I thrust two fingers of the other hand up my ass-hole. The orgasms jerked and twisted me until I fell out of bed. I lay there on the floor with my little pussy-hole spasming and my butt-hole twitching, unable to control my feelings. All I could do right then was fight the ecstasy I was aflame with until it became cool and my senses returned. After that, this was my means of enjoying masturbation. I still could not believe I was cuming because I was thrusting two fingers in and out of my rear while I aggravated my clit. I got the feeling something was in reverse ... that what was in the rear should have been in front. And this kind of masturbation dominated anything else I did.
Of course during this time Bobby Karras had been teasing me, and I had been teasing him. He did not know I was only eighteen The good looking Greek had moved into our neighborhood a few months before, and although he was handsome and exciting, it was not until I began my periods that he began to affect me. So, I had grabbed hold of his goodly cock and held it in my little hands until it got stiff as a railroad spike. He had loved my behind and titties until I was all wet in my panties, and even some of the jism was running down my thighs. I ended up French-kissing him. He started it. I had only heard of it. But there he was probing in my mouth with his tongue, and shit, it felt so good I had to do the same to him. That was even better. It got me off when our tongues tickled and aggravated each other. That was one whale of an orgasm.
Now we both knew I was way under-age, only he didn't know I was jailbait. So, we had to take it easy and be very careful. It took him all of three days afterwards to believe he was luring me into his apartment. Little did he know I was more than willing. I was not afraid for myself, but for him, and so was he. I did not want this handsome Greek god to be taken off to jail. I wanted him to always be nearby and cream me the way he had done that day.
So, Bobby left the door to his apartment opened, and I just eased inside and closed the door quickly behind me. This way no one saw me hanging around, or heard me knocking, but I was there with my red-hot cherry ready to be popped.
I blushed as I watched Bobby stand up and hold out his arms for me to rush into. He pulled my little body up close to him and accepted my kiss from deep within my willing mouth. A heap of my tongue leaped between his full lips for him to suck upon, then we began to probe and massage tongues.
That evening I came prepared for hot loving. I was wearing a minidress for this special occasion, with only panties underneath. I felt Bobby's loving hands as they eased down over my delicious hips and cup them. I was terribly excited by this, and automatically began to work my hips, pressing my body firmly against his. While we went on dueling with our tongues back and forth, he lifted my dress up over my hips, hooked his thumbs into the sides of my panties, and pushed them down. Now the big stud could see what my young stuff looked like, and had to know from the way I was quivering how badly I wanted him to take it.
I kind of squatted down when he put his left hand down between my trembling thighs in quest of my little pussy-hole. The silken baby hairs in my puhis felt like flames, and my virgin hole was already filled with sweet warm jism. I went on quivering in his embrace while we continued to French-kiss, and his hand fondled my pussy lips, and now and then a finger would strike my frightened clit and make it throb. His middle finger slowly massaged my flaming clit in another moment, and I had to lift my right leg up so he could get to me the way I wanted him to. I placed my foot on the couch in the living room and completely surrendered to him. The hot kissing went on while the naughty finger worked over my glowing clit. I helplessly wiggled my body as passion in me began to move around hotly. I felt the finger pressing harder upon my pliable clit, and an orgasm was in the making, building up inside of a heatwave that was about to overcome me. Then it struck! A full blast rocked my body. "Ummmmm!" I moaned sweetly into my lover's mouth. "Ummm! Ummm! Ummm! Ummm! Ummmmm! Ummmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmm!" My mouth flew wide open as I erupted more intensely than I had expected to, but Bobby was still sucking on my tongue. "Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmmm!" The wicked finger continued to lash at my dizzy clit.
I eagerly helped Bobby pull my dress up and got it over my head. Then he did the honor of completely removing my panties. He was in his wine colored, satin robe, and did not have to worry about getting out of too many clothes. He stood there for a while loving my luscious hips, playing around with my weeping, virgin cunt and excited titties. Then he left me alone and I climbed out of the holocaust he had placed me in, and the two of us joined hands and walked into the bedroom. He sat down and I immediately sat beside him.
Mind you, in those days my English was as poor as can possibly be. I had a thin, baby voice, but a very Southern accent since I came from Georgia. I was just an old-fashioned Southern country girl in heat, and my lovely young body had many, many of those erogenous zones, which I was soon to discover.
"You didn't think I was comin', didya?" I asked.
"You told me you would be here," Bobby said. "I was waiting, the door was open like we agreed. What makes you say I didn't believe?"
"Oh, nothin', I guess. But you show was scared!"
"Pretty little girls like you are nothing but jailbait for guys like me," he said. "Have to be careful, you know."
"I knows."
"Er, what kinda loving-do you like, Ferrea?" he wondered.
"I don't know," I blushed. "I done toldya I'm a damned old virgin. Shit, what do I know?"
"Oh yeah, I'd forgotten. Well, what do you think you would like?"
"Whatever it is we gonna do," I answered softly.
"Got any ideas of your own?" he grinned.
"Oh, everything, I guess. Might as well do it while I got the time, you know."
"That's a lot of loving," Bobby said. "Everything? Waahhhooo! Are you positive?"
"I don't know," I shrugged. "I ... jist don't know, Bobby."
"You know what you like, don't you?"
"Dicks," I snickered like the silly little brat I was. "Great big ole dicks like the one you gonna gimme."
"Uh-huh. And, er, just how would you like it, pretty baby?"
"Hard!" I told him. "Really, really hard!"
"But where?" he wanted to know. He was full of crazy questions.
"In my pussy-hole!" I told him, as if he was the dummy.
"That the only place?"
"I guess. I don't know where else."
"like sucking a guy's joint, Ferrea?"
"Shuckin', " I blushed, "I don't know if I'd be any good at that."
"Would you like for me to eat your sweet little cunt?"
"Putcha mouth on my pussy? Show! I betcha that'll show'nuff feel good. My mama ... she loves for daddy to do it to her. She really cums a lot. Makes all kinda noises, too." I reached my left hand over between his thighs and pushed the robe apart and found his mountainous dick. "I betcha I'm really gonna like this here old big'un! I show'nuff is gonna like it. Waahhhooo! It show is a big'un, all right, and ain't even hard yet. How, er, big is it when it's got a hard-on?"
"Big," he told me quietly.
"And long, too, huh?"
"Uh-huh."
"Yeah," I sighed blushingly, "I knows I'm gonna show'nuff like it. How, er, much is you gonna gimme? All?"
"You want it all?"
"Show I does, man! Mama. . . well, she said dicks ain't no good to a girl less she takes all in her pussy."
"Think you'd like to get the bottom of your cunt fucked?"
"Woouuwwee! The very bottom! Garlee! You is gonna fuck my pussy's bottom? I betcha that's gonna make me really do a heap'er cumin'! Ummm, uuummmmmm!"
"Bet you like coming, don't you?" Bobby smiled.
"Show! But, all Iis done so far is fucked my pussy with my fingers to make myself do it. But, er, it show'nuff is good, I tellya that much. Nothin' can be better than cumin'! "
"What about your ass-hole, Ferrea? Er, your mama take your daddy thataway?"
"In the behind? Garlee! Well, er, yes, mama does it, but that ain't making no luv doin' it in a girl's shithole. Behinds is for shittin' outta, not gittin' fucked in. You fucks girls in they asses?"
"All the time," Bobby bragged.
I took a look at his mammoth cock, then looked at him in total disbelief. '-'With your big'un?"
"Sure."
"You is gonna put your big'un up my li'l ass-hole?" I laughed.
"Uh-huh, and you'll love it."
"Well, okay, if you say so. But I swear I ain't never even liked the thought of no ass-hole fuckin'. Umph, umph, umph, ummmmm! Er, how's I'm gonna cum? I gotta cummer up there somewhere?"
"Make your pussy cum," he told me.
"You is gonna put your big'un up in my ass-hole ... and my pussy-hole is gonna cum? I declare, you show does some mighty crazy things with your big'un." I squeezed it, but it was still limp. "When is your dick gonna git hard?"
"When you start sucking it. Then I'll cum in your mouth."
"In my mouth?" I smiled. "Well, mama tells daddy that is the best part. Ummmmm, ummmmmmmm! I guess the only way I is gonna find out the truth is to do it."
"So," sighed Bobby, "you give me all your pussy, and I'll give you all my cock."
"What's a cock?" I asked like the stupid child I was.
"Same as a dick," he replied. "Dick. Cock. Joint. Rod---"
"Oh! But, er, this'un here is a dick!" I said positively, and he was not going to argue with me. "Show do feel good, too. I gotta put it in my mouth before it gits hard, huh?"
"We've got other things to do first," he told me, and eased me back onto the bed.
He kissed me fully On the mouth, and I was shivering when he took one of my titties into his hand and caressed the sensitive nipple. My nipple got red-hot and threatened to explode. That was when he put his hand between my thighs and parted them, then began to finger my clit with two fingers. That made me buck like a wild stallion. "Ooh, Boby," I whined softly. "That show'nuff is good to my pussy." I was working my hips in rhythm with his fingers. "Woouuwwee, that sho'nuff is guuuuuddd!! "
I spread my thighs wide open and let him have all the fun he wanted to have with my cunt. My lips were stuck against his, as the hot ecstasy trickled through me. "That's gonna make me do my cumin'! " I whined. "That's ... gonna do my business! Oooh, shit, here I come a-cuming, Bobby! Ung! Ung! Ung! Unnggg! Unnggg! Unnggghhh! Gaaaaahhh! Arrggghhh! Ummmmmmmm!"
"You like that?" he inquired smilingly.
"Your fingers down there playin"round with the lil man in the boat? Show! Feels guuuuuddd, too!"
"You cum?"
"like I done already done?" I asked blushingly. "Uh-huh." I felt his cock. "Shoots, Bobby," I complained, "I'm hot, and your big'un ... it ain't even hard yet. It ain't sick now, is it?"
"No!" he shouted quickly, then he began to kiss me gently on the titties, down my belly, and I was vibrating so badly I thought I would fall off the bed.
He parted my thighs so he could get to my sweet little virgin cunt, and then moved himself in position so that I could get to his cock ... in the sixty-nine position. . . and his hot hands were parting my little vulva lips. While he was looking at the virgin hole, I was looking at his experienced dick, then opened as wide as I could and wrapped my lips around it. It began to grow in my jaws until my mouth was completely crammed with cock. The bountiful thing was hard as steel. I wanted it so badly in my pussy-hole like that, but he was beginning to stab my clit with his hot tongue. My pleasure increased when he began to lick with his tongue and massage my clit with one of his thumbs. The sensations down there had my pussy sweating, my clit jittery, and my entire being ablaze. "Ummmmm!" I moaned over the bald head of his giant dick. "Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmmmmm!" I was going to have the biggest orgasm of my life, and had to spit his dick out of my mouth. , It's referred to now and then as CUNNILINGUS: HYPERSENSITIVE, EROTIC THRILLS, and that is exactly what I was having. "A www, Bobby, awwwww!" I whimpered, slobbering from the mouth. "I'm ... gonna do my business right now. Auuggghhh, I'm cumin'!
I had forgotten all about the stiff dick of Bobby Karras for the moment. And although I was receiving my greatest thrill right then, one that almost made me jump out of the bed struck when Bobby ran two fingers up my exceptionally sensitive ass-hole. "Ahhhhhhhh!" I exploded. "Agghhh!" I screamed as I creamed. "Gaahhh! Unnggghhh! I'm cumin', I'm doin' big business!
I'm doin'. . .big ... bussiness! Oooh, shit, that show'nuff is guuddd!" Right then I was not fighting with a single orgasm, but was in the center of an orgasmic spasm. Bobby was hotly entertaining my butt-hole he would later on fill up with his goodly dick. And the orgasms I was having continued to knock my senses around until they felt dizzy. I was working my hips vigorously in rhythm with his wicked fingers up my ass-hole, and the naughty tongue lashing violently at my clit. I was truly coming my greatest thrills. "Ahhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Oooh Lordy-Lordy, fm stuT'er cumin'. . . I'm still ... doin'. . . my business! I'm still ... doin' business! Woouuwwee! Aiiiieeee! Yaaaahhhh! Auuggghhh!"
Bobby lifted me up and sat me in his face to really give me the sensational thrills my tender loveliness deserved. He knew how sensitive my ass-hole was, so he kept punching it with two fingers while he licked, lashed, flogged, sucked, chewed, and whipped the hell out of my burning clit. All I could do was cum and mash my pussy into his face. "Ahhh, Bobby, you is eatin' my pussy up," I told him in tears, wiggling my hips to encourage him to keep on doing it for me. "Ohhhhhhhh, is that guuuuuddd! It's so guuuuuddd! But, don't eat it all up! YoU ain't done fucked me yet, Bobby, You ... gotta save some ... to fuck! I tell you ... you jist gotta save a little bit to fuck with your big'un! Aaarrgghh! Unnggghhh! Gaahhhrrr!! "
The hypersensitive, erotic thrills continued to ignite from the tip end of my clitoris and deep inside my virgin pussy. The man was actually eating up my pink grotto! He was trying to get his tongue into it, and did have some inside, but the hymen kept me from receiving all he was to get up in there later on. But as it was, he was separating my being from my flesh, and ecstasy had me trembling, whining, crying and praying all at once. The magic of what cunnilingus was doing for me right then was indescribable. I was unable to move away from my position, although he was not holding me. Something inside of me held me anchored as I was, and the wicked fingers and naughty tongue continued to tickle the cream out of me.
He flipped me over on my back, got behind my head, grabbed me up under my hips and raised me up over backwards. He spread my thighs and parted my quivering vulva lips to get to my quivering clit. I grabbed hold of his stiff dick with both hands and held on while he punished me severely with his mouth, his tongue and his fingers. I licked the dick, I slapped its bald head with the tip of my tongue, and twisted and turned and jerked as each orgasm blazed through my entire body. I was buried in pleasure and enveloped in ecstasy. I was doing big business while he gave me terrific thrills. He was pushing them in and pulling them out. I did not know if I was alive or dead, awake or sleeping, male or female, young or old, but was having one of the best times of my life ... one that I would carry to my grave.
When he finally turned me loose I was dizzy. The room was spinning around and around. "I declare," I said, "you show'nuff is full of surprises, 'cause you done eat up my pussy. I done cumed something awful ... and ain't got much strength left. Umph, umph, ummmmmmmm!"
CHAPTER TWO
VIRGINITY; ONCE LOST, IS NEVER FOUND
I suppose it was my exceptionally strong sexual desires that were working overtime right then, because I was on fire, but I wanted the feel of Bobby's dick back inside my jaws once more. So, I got into position under his expert direction and let him shove it off into my mouth. It was rock-hard when he began to fuck my mouth for his pleasure, not knowing that the pleasure was mine as well. He had no idea how badly I was wanting his cream. But as I lay there with my eyes closed and moaning, as he kept shoving four to five inches of his dick in and out of my mouth, he realized I was loving it as much as he was. It was my first experience at cock-sucking, and I knew nothing to do but let the man in charge do whatever he wished.
He was not giving me more than I could take, because I did have a mouthful. And one who has Bobby Karras' dick inside her jaws indeed has such a big mouth, otherwise he would never get it in.
My mouth was open wide, and all kinds of crazy little things were running through my mind. I was wondering when he was going to shoot his juice, and what it would be like when he did. The idea of it being an abhorrent, repugnant or objectionable thing to receive his juice never ran through my mind. But I was wondering if he would like for me to lick it with my tongue, and take his balls in my mouth like I had seen mama do daddy.
So, my eyes popped wide open, and I moved my head back so I could do my own thing. Bobby just looked at me as I began to lick his big hunk of stiff meat as if it were a stick of delicious candy. I held the head or top part in my right hand and ran my tongue all the way down to his huge balls. I looked up and saw the sensation on his face and knew he was enjoying himself. I continued licking, and took my left hand and got hold of his sack. It was heavy. I wondered how much it weighed as I fondled the balls inside from the outside. I was really in heat, with a little river of hot lava running through my veins, spreading slowly throughout my entire being. I was getting ready to erupt! I was going to cum while I licked and fondled the Bobby's cock. I could not believe it, but the tip of my clit felt as if there was a red-hot pin sticking in it. It was a pleasant feeling and deep inside my virgin cunt .there was a heatwave about to spring loose. I took the organ back into my cock-hungry mouth once more, and to my surprise, Bobby shoved it all the way into my tightly constricted throat. "Uuuggghhh!" I gagged again and again. I did not want him to take his cock out of my throat, but I just did not know how to let him stay and keep on breathing. My breath was gone. I tried to pull away but the giant organ was too far into my oral cavity, and he was. getting carried away. I managed to push myself upward somewhat, and half of the cock came up and back into my mouth. I could breathe once again. My eyes were watery and I felt faint for a few seconds. At the same time there was this strong erotic sensation bubbling up inside my cunt. The reason was obvious. I was not nineteen years old yet, and had taken a man's cock the size of my fist down in my throat. My entire body recognized the sensation and quivered vibrantly. I was about ready to do my business by then, trying to force the orgasm out, never wanting the pleasure spinning around in my mind and creeping over my body to end.
But the next time Bobby just eased his staff into my gullet and did not hold it there very long. I had my mouth wide open to accept it. "Uuuggghhh!" I gagged and tried to pull away from the giant in my throat, but had not the strength to do so. "Uuuggghhh! Uuuggghhh!" Although I was choking, it felt so good I wanted it to stay there, and then go into my virgin cunt, and up my twitching anus. The orgasm I was in quest of exploded, and I forgot about everything else but the pleasure it brought. "Ummmmmmmm!" I moaned, slobbering from the mouth as I did my business. "Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Uuummmmmm!! "
Bobby eased his rod out of my gullet once more, because he was getting ready to cum. I felt his I body vibrating terribly, and my eyes widened. I sucked and he fucked my mouth. I was running my hot lips up and down his throbbing staff while he pumped away. I looked up just as his mouth flew open. "Ohhhhh, shit!" he cried out in ecstasy. "Oh, goddamn ... I'm gonna cum in your sweet little mouth! Ahhhhh, dammit ... I'm ... gonna ... shoot my load! Here it ... comes, baby! Don't waste it! Get it ... all!"
I felt the thick, hot and slimy juice leaping and crashing up against the roof of my mouth. I gulped the thick and slimy juice down as fast as I could when I realized what had happened. I was shaking violently, for I was also doing my business. I sucked the head of his organ, licked the last sticky string of jism from the little hole in the center of the giant head of his throbbing rod, looked up and smiled triumphantly. I had done it! I had done it!
"Doggonit!" I exclaimed. "I jist don't understand that!"
"What, baby?" Bobby sighed. He was still in ecstasy.
"Your big'un ... it was choking hell outta me, and I was doin' some hot cumin', and cumin' and cumin'! Shoots, that was show'nuff good to me. Er, when you gonna fuck my cherry away?"
"Before I fuck your ass-hole," he replied. "In a few minutes."
"Shucks, you can't git your big'un up in my lil behind," I told him positively. "I done told you, asses is made for shittin' outta, not gittin' fucked in!"
"You piss outta your cunt, don't you?" he asked me. And I didn't have an answer for that one. I knew his dick was not going into the same hole I pissed out of, or didn't believe it was, but did not know how to reply to his question. All I did was blush and give him a naive smile.
"How'ya gonna git in my ass-hole?" I asked curiously.
"Use a little grease," he told me. "It'll go in easier than you think. It'll hurt for a while, until I get it all in. Then, when I start fucking it good and hard, you'll cum! I betcha!"
"No shit?" I grinned. "I done asked you before, how can I cum if you is fucking around in my ass-hole with your big'un? Is my ass-hole got a cummer in it? You ain't done told me yes or no."
"No," he replied. "It'll make your pussy cum, I told you."
"Ummmmmmmm, that show is crazy," I said. "Awright, but you jist gotta fuck my cherry away first. It show'nufff is hot, too. And don't be forgittin'. . . mama says you gotta give it all to me. So, you gimme all your big'un, 'cause I show'nuff wants it."
"I haven't forgotten," Bobby smiled. "You'll get it all."
"Thank you much," I blushingly smiled.
I did not have a large cunt to begin with, although I knew very little about such things. In that case, I was more than willing to give up my virginity to Bobby Karras, and let him crack my little cherry box wide open with his mammoth dick.
I got comfortable while he spread some Vaseline between my slit, then watched as he applied a coat of it over the head of his pecker. Then he eased between my legs and thighs and mounted me. I helped him place the head of his kingly wand of erotic excitement at the opening of my pussy. It felt good because there are so many nerve ends in that area. Then he began to shove and I felt him enter and bump my hymen. Goddamn, did that ever hurt! "Awwwwoooo!" I screamed, and real tears came running down my cheeks. "Awwwwwwww!" He shoved harder. "Ooowwweee!" I wailed like a dog, but the giant dickhead was breaking down the barrier that protected me. "Ooowwweee!" I continued to Wail and cry, and the big dickhead broke down my protection. "Lordy-Lordy!" I whimpered. "I done took that old big'un in my lil pussy. Umph, umph, ummmmm. I done took it. Shit, Bobby, I got your big'un in me, ain't I?"
"Er, huh," Bobby grunted, then began to writhe.
I paid strict attention to his movements and the monstrous dick battering my pussywalls. He was moving it deeper up inside me, going for my bottom pussy like he had promised. I was bloody as hell, and could feel it warm and gently crawling down my ass-cheeks into my ass-hole that was weeping for my pussy-hole. Then I felt the dick go on up into my womb. He began to pound me hard, striking the bottom each and every time. I felt so good I was not sure what was happening to me. But the fact was, I was getting deep-fucked! I went on letting him stab me over and over again with the mammoth dick my little virgin cunt had swallowed up. He was doing it good and easy, grinding my pussy's bottom for my pleasure and his delight. He had me boiling in hot ecstasy the same as it had been when he was eating me out. And now I was getting ready to do my business. "Oh, I luv it, Bobby," I whimpered. "I luvs it ... it's so guuddd! Ohhh, it's soooooooo guuuuuddd. . . And here I come acumin'! Ahhh, I'm cumin'! Fuck me, Bobby, fuck me with your big'un! Harderrrr!
Harderrrr! Do it deeperrrr! Get it all! Get all my pussy, Bobby! Pile it in. I got to have it all!" He crashed into the bottom and my entire body exploded. "Ahhhhh, that's it! I'm still cumin'! Oooh, shit, I'm show'nuff ... cumin'! Gracious me, I'm cumin'! Your ole big'un is show'nuff guuuudddd to my puussiiee! Woouuwwee, I'm doin' so much cuminn'. . . I don't know what I'm gonna do ... I don't want'cha to ever stop, 'cause I luvs it so much! Oooh, weeeee, I declare ... I'm takin' all your big'un ... I'm ... takin'. . . it all ... Auuggghhh! Unnggghhh! Gaahhhrrr! Aaarrgghh!"
He was writhing mightily, and pounding all of my cunt, stabbing me constantly on the bottom, and I was taking and loving every inch he piled into me. The thrill had me in an inferno of liquid hot ecstasy. I was drowning in it. "Ohhh, Bobby, ohhhhh!" I cried, as the thrills continued to wreck my mind and boil the blood in my veins, turn my cunt into a redhot pot that was running over with pleasure. "You is show'nuff dicking me, Bobby, and I luvs it! I is cuming! I is doing some good business, Bobby! Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmmmmm!"
"You like that?" he bothered to ask me.
"Yeessssss!" I whimpered. "Ohhh, yeeeeesss! Give me more! Give.me ... more ... Bobbbiiee! Ain't no other dick ever gonna go up in there where you is. Unnfff! Unnfff! Unnfff! Ohhh, my Gawd, you is show'nuff piling it in me! Unnfff! Unnfff! Unnfff! Lordy-Lordy, I is taking so much ... dick ... I feel it comin' outer my back. Unnnnnfff! Unnnnffff! Unnnnffff! UUUNNFFff!! "
Bobby reached up under my wide behind and collected my hips. By doing this he raised my lower body up off the bed, and more of his kingly wand slipped off inside of my tight little pussy-hole, which could not have been packed more tightly had it had an arm stuffed in it. Then he began to lift himself all the way up to the top of my slobbering, bloody hole, and then slam it hard to the bottom. "Weeaaahhh!" I squealed. "Weeaaahhh! Er, what kinda fuckin' you calls this, Bobby?" I asked breathlessly.
"This is long-dicking," he told me. "Ummmmmmmm, ummmmmmmm! It show'nuff is. And it is so guuuuuddd! What ... what the other kind?"
"That was deep-fucking," he replied, crashing his pole against the bottom of my cunt once more.
"Awwwwwooo, shit!" I bellowed. "Awww ... er, well, er, you can, er, long-dick. . . and deep-fuck me ... all you wants to, 'cause it show'nuff is guuuuuddd! I is still cumin'! Ain't never stopped-don't think I can! Hit the bottom ... and hold it there!" When the head came against the bottom, he moved in little circles, grinding me deep, making me have multi-orgasms. "Hold it there, Bobby!" I pleaded. "Ohhh, it show'nuff is guuuuuddd! That is a guuuuuddd spot! Woouuwwee, that ... show'nuff is a guuuuuddd spot! Ummmmmmmm! Ummmmm! UUUMMMmmmmm!"
I was beginning to feel lightheaded when he. eased his hands out from beneath my ass-cheeks, and continued .to slowly grind me deep. His movements were ever so patient, kind of lazy-like, but ever so effective. My nipples felt as if they would burst were they so ripe and hard and filled with passion and ecstasy. My little titties were overloaded and were surely going to burst open. The big dick continued grinding me on that sensitive spot up inside my cunt where thrills rushed out abundantly to join those he was creating within my weeping clit the shaft of his cock was riding upon. I was whimpering inside and out. My skin was crying. My bones were turning into ashes. My organs were changing positions. My heart was in my pussy-hole, and I was doing more cuming than a milk cow can give milk. I was scratching and biting and whimpering as Bobby continued to cream me.
He reached down and got his hands behind my knees and lifted my hips and thighs up and placed my trembling legs over his shoulders, and shoved every inch of his kingly wand off into my excited and enthralled pussy-hole. "Awwwww, Bobbby, awwwww!" I cried. "That is gonna make me do some business! Owwwww! Owwwww! Owwwww, Lordy, here I come acumin'! Unnnnnfff! Unnnnnfff! Unnnnnfff! Unnnnnfff! Oh, I is cumin' so much! Ummmmm, ummmmmmmm, ummmmmmmm! Oh, you is deep-fucking me somethin' terrible. Woouuwwea."
"Don't you like it, baby?" he asked, slamming the meat to me.
"Oh, yeesss, I luvs it! I luvs it. I is still cumin'! You is cumin' me to death with your big'un!"
I felt his balls banging away at my rump each time he pounded me with his staff. I wanted them up in there with the magic wand he was pussy-whipping me with, but that would never happen. But thinking about it enhanced my pleasures, and my multi-orgasms increased their intensity. I had to hold onto him with all my might for fear I would fall off into an inferno, not knowing he was already holding me in the midst of one. I was lost in erotic pleasure, drowning in the furnace of liquid ecstasy.
He flipped me over as if I were a feather and sat on me with all of his rod inside my bloody hole. He began to go up and down as fast as he could, and I was trying to dig a hole through the sheets on the bed, down through the mattress, the springs and on into the floor right into hell. "Ohhh!" I cried out. "Ohhh, my Gawd, you is long-dicking me too deep now. Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh, shit, I is cumin'! I is ... doin' some business! Awwwww! Ohhhhh! Uhhnnn! Ummmmm! Unnfff! Unnggghhh! Auuggghhh! Aaarrgghh!"
"Wiggle that fine ass, baby," Bobby told me.
But I did not have any control over my body at all. My muscles would not work for me, yet somehow I managed to work my hips and move them from side to side and around in little circles, which must have pleased him. I felt him slip his left hand down between my thighs and collect my enraged clit, and begin to massage it. I really worked my hips for him then as I came. "Ohhh, it is guuuuuddd!" I told him, twisting my head from side to side. "Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh, it show'nuff is guuuuuddd! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhrrr!! " I felt him move back down. His body was trembling and his cock was growing deep up inside my belly. I came a barrel full.
"Oh, shit, work that fine ass," he told me. "Get my cum, baby, get my cum!"
"You is gonna cum?" I wondered, lifted my ass back up to him to receive it.. "
"Uh-huh, I sure am. Ohhh, goddamn this is good fucking! Keep wiggling your ass, baby. . . Aggggghhh, shit, I'm ... gonna shoot. . . I'm gonna give you my cream!"
I lifted my ass back and almost got his nuts. "Shoot!" I begged. "Gimme your cum! Gimme it, I tell'ya! Unnfff! Unnnnffff! Unnffffff!"
"Ahhhhh, Cheuuusss! I'm cuming!"
"Come on, Bobby," I said, working my fine ass as fast as I could, looking back at his distorted face. "Put it in. Fill me up!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!" he cried out, and I felt the warm sperm leaping into the bottom of my cunt. "Owwwwwwww! Ummmmmmmm! Ahhhhhhhh!"
He fell upon my back with a breathless sound and went limp, but his dick was still hard and plenty deep in my hole. I lay there with my rump lifted in the air, not wanting an inch of his rod to move from where it was. I was not cuming at the time, but the thrill of all I had was still there. I sighed and smiled to myself. I was no longer a virgin.
He began to move around until he was sitting back up. His hands moved gently over my sensitive ass-cheeks, getting me all heated up once again. I moved them in rhythm with his hands, and closed my eyes to all else in the world. I loved those hands moving that way. over my tender young flesh. He was writing poetry back there for me to remember forever.
"Boy, for a chick your age," he said, "I swear you've got a helluva ass. I bet the hole is as good as your pussy."
"Don't know," I blushed. "But you done said you is gonna fuck it. Is you?"
"I ain't gonna lie," he told me. "I sure want it, baby. How about me shoving it up your ass-hole for you?"
"Er, is it, er. . . gonna make me feel good the way you made my pussy-hole feel."
"I promise," he told me.
"In a lil while," I told him, "you can shove it up there. But I better have some more'er your good ole deep-fuckin' and long-dickin' in my pussy first."
"You really took a lot of cock, baby," he told me. "Ain't got a big hole, but it sure in hell is plenty deep."
"I is a woman, Bobby Karras," I bragged while I blushed. "I done took your ole big'un, and almost got your nuts off."
"Baby," he laughed, "you got my nuts off! I came like a bastard in your sweet little twat! Waaaaahhh!"
He pulled his long and still-stiff dick out of my bloody, thankful hole and we lay side by side in the center of the bed. We were both drenched in perspiration, and panting heavily. I was blushing as I snuggled up close to him.
"Show was good, Bobby," I honestly said.
"I'm glad, baby, because it was good to me. Damn, I wished I had known you could take my cock like that when we first met."
"I wish I had'er took it, too." And I did.
I reached my little left hand down over his belly and grabbed it and gave it a loving squeeze. "Show is a big'un ... but I luvs it. I gots to have it ever day."
"Naw, now," he told me. "Not every day, baby.
We have to cool it, you know. I ain't gonna end up in Huntsville behind no young chippie like you. Shit naw. When we have the chance we'll do it."
I loved the organ in my hand I was gently teasing at the time. I wanted to keep it and take it to bed with me every night. I wanted it to be there when I awakened in the morning, to have it plunging off deep into my dick-hungry cunt the way he had given it to me earlier. I wanted it between my little titties, and most of all, up my ass. I just could not get over the latter. I had deep and serious feelings of never getting my rump popped, but there I was in heat just thinking of it happening.
Bobby turned over on his side and took me in his arms. His mouth rushed to mine. My lips parted to surrender his kisses from deep inside. His lips were there to collect my tongue, his tongue was there to tease mine, to probe deep into my mouth, to bathe mine, to let me suck up it, and his mouth let me probe around inside it with my own tongue. His hands came to my little titties, moving from one to the other, and now and then his fingers would pull lightly at my big thick nipples. I wanted him to jerk them off!
He pulled me up on top of him without ever stopping the tender loving he was giving me. His hands were on my hips, and I was moving them around as my pussy sat on his cock. Part of it was between my vulva, resting right on my clit ... a live, pliable key. Suddenly a finger was pressing against theingress to my mucky anus. Oh, what a tremendous sensation that was! I had to hold on tight once more to keep from falling off the top of the world. I was going to do some business any minute. The finger slipped into my butt-hole, and ecstasy I never dreamed of exploded inside me. I forgot about getting long-dicked or deep-fucked. I wanted the kingly wand up there where his fingers were wandering. I wanted every kingly inch of it, and most of all I wanted him to shoot some juice up there.
Then he moved up slightly, directed me to raise up, which I did, and he planted his organ at theingress to my sore cunt, and it slipped in. "Oooh!" I moaned softly and sweetly. "Oooh, Bobby, oooh! Oooh! Oohhhhhhh! You is gonna make me do some business!"
He began to work his hips, thrusting the kingly wand deep into my cunt. "Do it, baby," he told me. "That's what you're here for."
'That show is the truth," I blushed. "Er, can you long-dick me like this?"
"Sure."
"Deep-fuck me, too?"
"Uh-huh. You ready for it?"
"I show am, Bobby, 'cause I is gonna do some business without it if you don't hurry up."
I was trying to mash my way down to his balls. I felt them under my ass-hole that his dick would soon be plunging off into. The thrill had me so excited I got off anyway, but just as I felt the head of his sweet cock leap into my womb. "Aiiiiieee!" I cried, and my body vibrated. "Woouuwwee, Bobby, woouuwwee, I is cumin'! I is ... cumin'! Uhhhhnnnn! Uhhhhnnnn! Uhhhhnnnn! Uhhhhnnnn!"
He moved rapidly and I came. He slowed down and I came some more. He shoved it all the way to the bottom and I thought I had cum. He teased theingress and I did some more business. He fondled my titties with one hand and goosed my butt-hole with two fingers and I came.
I had no idea at the moment I was falling madly in love with Bobby Karras, but I was.
"Ahhh, I'm doing more business, Bobby," I was saying, wiggling my hips as he shoved his pole up inside me. "I'm doing good business, Bobby! It show'nuff is good! It show'nuff is good, I tell'ya! Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh! Unnnnnfff! Unnnnnfff! Ahhhhhrrr! Ohhhhhrrr!! "
CHAPTER THREE
SODOMY: REAR-END RAPTURE
It was a warm evening, and the kind of action we had going between us made it hot. Not only were our bodies drenched in perspiration when we finished the second set, but the sheets on the bed were also wet where we lay. They were nice flowered sheets, and we both knew they would never be the same. A puddle of my blood was in the middle indicating to Mr. Bobby Karras that I had not been bull-shitting him about being a virgin. However, there was no doubt in my mind that this man had taken all of my virginity out of my cunt. There was nothing left of it whatsoever, and that made me very happy. At my tender age, just approaching my nineteen birthday, I was physically, if not mentally, ready for the fucking world.
"We'd better cool off," Bobby suggested, as I eased off him and he dragged his goodly dick out of my throbbing cunt. "A shower should do it. What do you say, hot-stuff?"
"Can't git my hair wet," I said. "Mama'll know something done happened."
He felt my hair with both his hands. "Sorry," he smiled, "but it's damp already."
"Well, maybe she won't notice that lil, but I gots to be careful in the shower."
"Wrap your hair in a towel," he said, as he got up from the bed. "That'll do it." He glanced at the red spot on the bedsheet. It was large as his hands put together. Not all was really red ... some was pink, but messy just the same. "I'll keep these sheets ... as a reminder of this evening."
"Plucking my cherry out?" I blushingly asked.
"Ummmm. Wouldn't you like that?"
"Show. Means you'll be thinkin"bout me."
He helped me up from the bed and knelt in front of me. The red and pink was draining down my thighs. "Yep," he smiled. "You had one helluva cherry up in there at one time. And I'll just bet that's the best little cunt in these parts now."
"Well, ain't nobody gonna be gittin' any of it but you," I promised.
I should have known something was wrong when he stood up. He was not smiling, nor did he have a pleasant look ion his face. But I didn't think too much about it at the time. I was thinking about the cherry in back. I knew I had a fine-looking young pair of ass-cheeks, but I'll be damned if I could understand why he wanted to put his sweet dick in my ole ass-hole. But he did. However, the strangest part of the situation was, I wanted it as badly as he did. And that was not only hard to understand, but also twice as hard to believe. When I thought about it happening, fire settled at the end of my sensitive clit, and bubbling lava began to seep out of my cunt.
Bobby took my hand and led me into the bathroom. I was walking a little wide-legged at the moment. There was not only pleasure between my thighs, but a blaze as well. The blaze was painful, and I was having problems trying to tum it into pleasure. When I looked at Bobby's limp dick that was all bloody, I felt the blaze a little more intense. Gawd, his dick looked twice as big as it had been when it was hard and all up inside me.
"Something wrong?" Bobby asked, as he flicked on the shower.
"Naw," I grinned. "Jist looking at your big'un, that's all."
"Want more, ummmmm?"
"I show do, Bobby," I said.
"You'll get it. Come on and get yourself nice and clean."
"I bet you is gonna go to kissing on my lil pussy when I is done finished," I said.
"We gotta keep the fires going," he told me.
He knew a great deal about young girls. He knew that this one was so dumb she could not even put her hair up under a towel, so he helped me. He smiled and kissed me full on the mouth and we got under the water. I watched the red tum pink, the pink turn clear, as the water drained off my body, down my thighs to the floor of the shower. Then Bobby handed me a face cloth and a bar of soap.
I lathered the cloth good and started washing. The blood was running off his dick and his balls, too. My cherry was going for good. Virginity: once lost, is never found. That was the way I summed up my condition. But who wanted it? Who needed it?
Bobby took the cloth away from me and began to ease it over my soft skin so gently I could hardly feel it. He was looking at my little titties sitting up in my chest nice and hard and full. Then he moved the cloth over them and pleasure came into me like quiet electricity, then began to charge me with ecstasy. I fell against his hard body and surrendered a hot tongue-kiss to him. The cloth in his hand came into my crotch. More ecstasy was added, making me part my thighs for his pleasure. He maneuvered it gently in that area, taking his fingers and running some of the cloth between my vulva, then up inside my little hole. Pain shot through me quickly and then disappeared. I was back with pleasure once more, because he was aggravating my clit. The fire was blazing, but nothing excruciatingly painful in an abhorrent manner. Excruciating, yes, because it was going to make me do some business if he continued fingering my clit like that.
"Don't just stand there," he snapped mildly. "Wiggle your fine ass when I'm loving you this way. Don't you feel good?"
"Show," I said, and I also felt embarrassed.
"Well, if you feel good, then move your body so I'll know you feel good. Okay?"
"Okay, but I'm gonna do some business, Bobby."
"Cum?"
"Show is."
"Baby, that's why I'm doing it."
"Oh, okay. Keep on."
He took my tongue back into his mouth, and now I felt naked fingers moving around in my crotch. One was sneaking into my hole, and it was a thumb that was attacking my clit. I moved my hips because the pleasure was making me, not because I was trying to let him know it was good to me. I was even quivering, and I certainly had no control over that. And the orgasm struck. It rocked me and had me sinking to tha floor. "Ummm! UMmmmmm! Ummm! Ummm! UUUUUUmmmmmm! UUUUUUUUUMMM-MMMMMMmmmmmmmmm!"
"Damn, you're a hot little bitch!" Bobby laughed. "You aren't built sexy for nothing, believe me."
"Sexy?" I heard myself asking, trying to envision me as being a fully grown woman.
"You bet'cha," Bobby said, then cradled my hips in his hands. "And especially from the rear end."
"Can't see how I can be sexy back there," I said. "I knows I got some nice hips, but is hips sexy, too?"
"Honey, honey ... your hips are sinfully sexy!" he declared with a slight raise of the voice. "They're gonna be your pride and joy one of these days."
"Well, my mama is got nice'uns, too, you know. Daddy show'nuff luvs playing with'um. All the time he got his hands on'um, feeling around, gittin' her all ready for their kinda lovin'. . . "
"Analingus," Bobby cut in smilingly.
"What?" I had never heard the word before.
"That's er, doing it in the ass-hole," Bobby said.
"Uh-huh ... what you aimin' for to do to me."
"Can't help it, baby. You've got a young gold mine up in there."
I looked down and noticed his dick was mighty hard just from talking and thinking about his sodomy, or ours, I didn't know which, only that it concerned something I wanted and didn't want, but was going to get.
I put my hands on his hard dick and it throbbed in my palms. I wanted to nibble on the bald head some, but wasn't sure he would like that since his mind was on another hole. But the desire overcame me, and I began to sink to my knees. I was looking up into his face all the time. He was relaxed and waiting for my hot mouth to go to work on his joint.
As I moved my head forward with my mouth open wide, his hands came to the back of my neck. His joint came into my mouth and his hips went into action. He was pulling me forward and pushing his big dick in and out of my mouth, working it further and further as I thrilled the giant organ. I placed my hands on his thighs on both sides and forced my head back to keep from swallowing the goodly thing. I wanted to make love to it, not eat it up.
When he got the message he removed his hands from behind my head, and let me lick and tongue his cock. This time I lifted it up with my left hand against his belly, got his sac in my right hand and went for his balls with my mouth. I thought I was going to be able to get both inside my mouth at once, but not that time. I took one and gently rolled it around inside my mouth while I massaged his dick. He was slightly moving his hips, and I imagined he was enjoying my playing around with him. Sure he was. A grown man like him with a little bitchie chippie like me? What else?
"Come on," he said, pulling away from me. "Let's finish cleaning up and get down to business."
When we were finished with our showers and dried off, he lifted me up and carried me back into the bedroom. Both of us stared at the wet spot that sort of outlined our bodies, and the blood stains in the center. He put me down.
"I'll get some clean sheets," he said.
"What for? All we is gonna do is mess'um up like them on the bed. Leave'um be. Ain't nothin' wrong with'um but a lil wet and my cherry blood there. That's all."
"As you wish," Bobby said, and sat down. I was instantly in his lap, and my right hand was holding his hard-on.
He lay me back onto the bed and parted my thighs to get to my little man in the boat. His mouth came to my left tittie, and he began to tongue the nipple softly and ever so gently while he rocked the little man in the boat. I felt fire surging through me. I felt my crotch being engulfed by flames, and my pussy-hole was going to vomit up an orgasm. It was going to be a potent one, because I was quivering all over.
"Woooouuuuweeeeeeee," I whined. "I'm gonna ... do some business, Bobby! Ahhhhnnn! Ahhhnnn! Ahhhnnn! Wooouuuwwwweeee, that show is good to me like that. You show is rocking my little man somethin' awful. He is drunk ... He is drunk, Bobby! He is so drunk! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh, Bobby, ohhhhhhrrrrrrr, I'm cumin'! I'm cumin'! I'm doin' my busssiiinnneeesss! Aaaarrrgggghhh!"
"Come on, baby, come on," he whispered to me, working his fingers rapidly over my weeping clit. "Do it some more! Do it all you want to!"
"I'm doin' it!" I told him, and remembered he liked for me to work my hips, and I was moving them around the way I felt. I was being lascivious and wanton about the entire sensation that was roaring through me. "I'm feelin' so good, Bobby. Lordy-Lordy, I feel so guuddddd!"
He went back to sucking my tittie, moving from one to the other, then he was kissing his way down my belly, dragging his hot-tongue into my cunt. He parted the vulva lips, and little did I know what was going to happen next. But he had my hole spread as wide as he could get it, then sank his tongue into it. "Aiiiieeeeeee!" I squealed as the sensation shot through me. "Yaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Yaaaaiiieee! Yeeeeeaaaaaa! Ummmmmmmmmmm, ummmmmmmmmmmmmm, uuummmmmmmm!" He kept on stabbing me in my cunt with his tongue for a while, then took his left thumb and manipulated my clit. The intensity of the sensation had me reeling and rocking, trying to hold onto what was left, of reality. Then he took that away from me when he managed to insert one of his fingers from his right hand into my excitable ass-hole. I trembled as I creamed for him. I wiggled my hips and twisted and jerked my head from side to side as I exploded violently. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh, Bobby, Ahahhhhhhhhhhh! You is makin' it too good! You is makin' me do too much business. Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhh, Lordy, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
He crawled up between my thighs. I reached down with my left hand and gripped his prick and waited until he was in position. I was sitting on a high voltage cum-spasm right then. It went off the instance he shoved his peter-pole into my wishing-hole! "Auuuuugggghhhh, Bobby, auuuuggghhhh! I'm doin' some more business! Uhhhnnnn! I luvs it so." He worked his hips in circles, shoving his pole deeper and deeper into my hole. All I felt was good. Fucking good. Bitchie good. I was getting deep-fucked again in my slightly sore cunt, but felt no pain. There was too much pleasure. Then he drew his prick back to the top and crashed it to the bottom. I was getting long-dicked, and that was all right with me, too. I couldn't have wanted a greater thrill if I had been normal. Only I wasn't normal. Although I was cuming like crazy, I felt there should be more to it than there was. I was wiggling my hips. I didn't have sense enough to know what it was until he asked me.
"How about going up your ass with it now, baby?"
"Show, Bobby, show!" I whined. "Shove it up there. I done told you, you could."
"Tell me you want it!" he demanded. That really got me excited.
"I wants it!" I hurried up and said. "I wants it, Bobby." I was still wiggling my hips, and he was ramming his prick into me ever more forcefully.
"You want what?" He was going to drive me crazy teasing me like that.
"I wants your big'un in my ass-hole!"
"How badly?"
"I wants it, Bobby ... bad! Gimme your big'un in my ass-hole!"
He flipped my behind over and got up slowly, dragging his long dick out of my clasping cunt. I smiled as he went off to get the Vaseline in another world, yet he was right there beside me. My mind was on the excitement I was engulfed in right then. Ferrea Mayo was going to get her twitching anus fucked!
Bobby spread my cheeks and pulled me slightly up, pushed my head and shoulders down, and I waited. He was still spreading my ass-cheeks. My eyes were closed, and I dared not look back to see what was taking place. I might not approve. But it felt better than anything he had given me so far. His index fingers came into both sides of my narrow hole, and pain invaded all of it. I frowned and tensed up. I wondered how many other eighteen-year-old girls had gotten their cunt fucked, mouth and throats fucked, and then their ass-holes, all in the same afternoon or evening by the same man.
He was still stretching my rear-end open, and got his middle fingers up in there along with his index fingers. The pain had me going out of my mind. I was crying, it hurt so badly. He was pulling and shoving and pushing, getting all four fingers up inside my hole. And the wonder of the ages happened. In came the tip of his hot tongue to push the pain aside and bring pleasure. "Aiiiiiieeeeeeee!" I squealed. "Doggonit, what'cha doin', Bobby! Wooouuuwwwweeeee, that show feels good!" The tongue was half an inch in my tight hole, moving around, kissing the walls he would soon be breaking down. I felt my pussy-hole slobbering and my clit panting, and I knew I was going to do some business. I could not believe this was going to make me cum. But the thrill, the sensation was so terrific, if I had not cum, I would have run away from my mind. My body and soul were dancing and vibrating as volts of electricity waded through me. The evilish and wicked tongue lashed and lashed until that orgasm broke loose. "Ummmmmmm! Ummmmmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmmmmmm! Oh, Lordy, I'm gonna do my business with your licking in my ass-hole! Lordy, here I come'er cumin'! Ahhh, Bobby, ahhhhhh! Aiiiieeeee! Yaaaaaahhhhhhh! Yaaaaaaaiiiiiieeeeee!"
He kissed my cheeks. "Boy, you've got it, baby," he told me. "I swear you've got the best behind I've ever seen, felt or fucked inbetween." He kissed both ass-cheeks again and sat up. I relaxed.
He took some grease and began plunging it into my virgin rump with one finger at first, then two, then three, and then finally four. It was almost time for that crazy thing I never dreamed of happening to me to happen.
He got behind me and jerked my rump back up to him. "Remember," he told me professionally, "it's gonna hurt like hell until I get it all in. So, if you move ... move backwards so it'll go in faster, and the hurt won't last as long. The quicker I get it in, the quicker you'll start feeling good. Understand?"
"I understand. You wants me to move my behind back to you. Right?"
"Right."
"Woooooouuuuuuwwwweeeeeee! You gonna make me show'nuff luv you."
"What makes you say that."
"Shukins, I is doin' all these here crazy things my first time out for you ... I gots to be havin' strong feelin's for you. I know I got hot nature for you. You done eat up my li'l pussy, fucked away all my cherry, been inside my womb, my mouth and done fucked my throat. Now you is gettin' ready to goose me in the ass-hole. Ain't that what'cha call luv?"
"Probably is," he said. "Just. . . hold your fine ass still."
"Okay. I ain't gonna move it 'less'n you tell me to, or I moves it back up to you like you done told me to."
Bobby's prick was twice as hard now. His rod was like a piece of Texas railroad steel, big as my arm, and it was getting greased up to be shoved up into my tight-tight little butt-hole. I will always believe I was the most stupid of all the young girls he butt-fucked. I did not know it then. I thought it was something wonderful, and he was the greatest.
He placed his rock-hard pipe at theingress of my twitching ass-hole, then shoved. I moved backwards like a fool. The entire kingly head of his cock split my ass-hole wide open, and I tried to break all of the windows in the apartment when I bellowed. " Ooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww ! Ooooooooooooooooowwwww-wwwwweeeeeeeeeee! I is gonna shit, Bobby! That hurts my ass-hole! Take it out! Take your big'un outa my li'l ass-hole! I is gonna shit!"
"What the hell," he said. "Shit!"
I don't know why, but I was still moving backward and he was pushing the kingly dick up into my bleeding butt-hole. I could almost hear the walls back there crying. I know for sure they were ripping. "UUUMMMMPPPPHHHHhhhhh!" I was moaning. "UUUUU UUUMMMMPPPPHHHHh-hhhhhhhhhh! UUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMPPPP-PHHHHHhhhhhhhh!" I wasn't moaning anymore. I was grunting and crying, but stupid little fool that I was, I was still pushing backward onto the hard pole cracking my butt-hole open. He was making a new entrance or outlet for me to use. "UUUUMMMMPPPHHHHH! UUUUUMMMMMPPPPPHHHHH! Awwwww, hell, that hurts my ass-hole, Bobby!"
"Move back harder!" he demanded.
Now you know I was stupid, because I followed his directions and moved back as hard as I could. The pain had my entire body under control. I was feeling it everywhere, even in my hair and bones. "Awwwwwwwwwwwoooooooooo!" I bellowed. "Ooooooowwwwwwweeeeeeeee!" I wailed. "Shit, Bobby, that is hurtin' my ass-hole somethin' terrible. I is gonna. . . shit!" He began to pull it back, then push it in, and the feeling changed. The pain subsided quickly and naked pleasure took its place. "You is got your big'un hung up in my ass-hole now, Bobby," I kind of grinned. "Whew! Oh, Lordy-Lordy, was I ever hurtin' there for a few minutes. Whew! Umph, umph, umph. I done let'cha fill up my behind with your dick. I don't believe this shit."
I felt his hand coming upon my mons veneris, then his fingers were between my vulva and rubbing my laughing clitoris. The dick was now moving in and out smoothly and easily. But, each time he came back, shit came out of my ass-hole as well as blood. But I felt so good I didn't know I was shitting. I was cuming! "Auuuggghhhhhhhhh! I. . . can't believe this ... I is cumin'! I is cumin' while you is goosin'me in my behind!"
"You're shitting, too!" Bobby informed me.
"Shittin' cum," I said. "I'm cumin', Bobby. I'm cumin'! " I was wiggling my behind, because the sensation in my rump had spread all over my body. My clitoris and vaginal canal did not know how to react. All they were doing were spitting up orgasms one behind the other. And the big dick was really plunging into my hole now, and pleasure was with every plunge. He was piling his rod in, and shit was still coming out when he came back. But he was fucking it all ... ass-hole, butt-hole, guts, blood, and shit. Then I pissed. I could not believe I was actually pissing and shitting, but I was. I was too busy doing my other business to care. The dick in my ass had me happy and enthralled to such an extent, I could have been dying and would not have known it.
"It show'nuff is done got good to my ass-hole, Bobby," I told him, wiggling my ass back and forth, from side to side, taking all of his log. At the same time shit and piss was falling between my legs. "Awwww, you show is fuckin' my ass-hole good. I luvs it, Bobby, I luvs it so much. Ohhh, it is makin' me do so much business! I is cumin' so much! Ohhh, fuck it, Bobby, fuck that young ass-hole."
An hour later Bobby Karas shot his load up in there. I felt his cock grow and the juice pour into my belly. He never made any sounds, but I felt him trembling, then he relaxed and began to pant.
"Awww, hell," I said, looking at the pile of shit and the piss on the sheets. "You done gone and done it. You fucked the shit outa me! I told you, asses is for shittin' out of. So, I done shitted!"
"You pissed, too," he said.
"Couldn't help that," I said. "Usually when I shits, I pisses, too. I done done both. But it was the best shittin' and pissin' I ever done done. Ummmm, ummmmmm, it was really, really good. I was cumin' better than I was when you was pussy-fuckin' me!"
"And shitting like a bull!" he laughed.
CHAPTER FOUR
VAGINAL CANAL: DEEP PINK PLEASURE
Even today when I think back to those moments, I am terribly embarrassed. As I recall, shit was dripping from my ass-hole into a neat little pile. I know Bobby's big, long dick was covered with it, and he swore to me he would never give it another shitty deal. He said what he had put his beautiful organ through for my luscious behind was far beyond all limits of what any man should force his prick into. He also swore I had the best holes he had ever been in, and someday he was going to get in and out of my rear-end without me making a mess. All I had to say about the situation was exactly how I felt. I said, "I got to tell Cyril 'bout you, Bobby. She is show'nuff gonna luv your ole big'un! Ummmmmm, I luvs it, too!"
I did tell Cyril about the fun Bobby gave me. It got her all hot and bothered and she begged me to take her to see him the next time I went. But Bobby was hard to find after that evening. And in the meantime I had to do some experimenting. I went to bed with several other men, but did not enjoy anyone of them enough to go back for seconds. I hungered for those profound thrills I had gotten from Bobby.
Once I got bold enough, because Cyril was with me, to go by Bobby's apartment, but he was already in another little girl, and never bothered to answer the door. Needlessly to say, I was damned jealous of whoever she was. But he got to both of us one day. However, before then I found Bobby home one afternoon by himself. When he opened the door I slipped into his arms. He closed and locked the door quickly, but was unable to do very much else. I was shoving as much of my tongue between his lips as I could afford. The way he was sucking on it made me believe he was enjoying its juicy sweetness and youthful excitement.
During that sweet, sensual kiss, he found his way into my blouse with his hands, and got hold of my little titties I loved having him fondle and caress. He massaged them hotly, letting me know they were just as sensitive as before.
After the kiss I informed him of the lies I had told to get to be with him that afternoon. A girlfriend of mine came by, and my mama let me talk her into going shopping with the girl. Then I told my friend what was really going down. So I told Bobby I would have to go buy something before I went home, then I started getting out of my clothes. Bobby had not had time to say much of anything.
"Now, just what the hell are you doing, Ferrea?" he asked.
"We can't do it with clothes on," I told him positively. "I done come to let'cha fuck me with your big'un again."
"What?" he asked, as if he didn't care, when all the time his bountiful dick was raising up to a hard-on inside his shorts.
"Fuck, Bobby!" I smiled boldly. "You done gimme the best I had. Them others can't do no real fuckin' like you can. And I gots to be naked to really, really enjoy it, don't I?"
"Well ... "
"Show, I have," I cut in. "Mama and daddy always gits naked when they fuck. Even when they jist sucks each other. Sometimes ... they be so steam in' hot ... they starts with their clothes on, then gits out'um and really goes to town!"
Bobby grinned at me. "Your little, er, cunt ... it's burning up, huh?"
"Only 'cause you ain't done fucked it for a while," I told him. "You gotta do it this evenin' for me, Bobby. I gotta haye what you call ... a deep-fuckin' ... and then gimme some long-dickin', too. Shucks, I'm plum just hot ... thinkin"bout it!"
By then I was out of my domes and on the way to the bedroom. like the time before, all Bobby had on was his robe and briefs, and a huge desire to shove his hot-rod up my lovely wide behind again. He was sure looking at it. He had fallen in love with my delightfully provocative young vibrant hips. They were as mature as a grown woman's ever would get. And I did not have the faintest idea what they were going to look or be like when I was all filled out.
Bobby removed his robe and shorts and sat down on the side of the bed next to me. I came into his arms willingly, and let his hands caress and fondle my body hotly, giving me a fever all over, inside and out. My hot little snatch got all juiced up, and for some reason my butt-hole was equally as hot.
"Wooouuuu, Bobby," I moaned in a thin voice. "I luvs you!"
"You do?" He looked a little shocked.
"I show'nuff do, Bobby. I'm so hot for you."
"Ummmmm. You think because you're hot for me you love me?"
"Show!" I exclaimed, embracing his bountiful dick with both my tiny hands. "I don't be this way with no other man. Shukins' I done let ten more men dick me, but I ain't done much cumin' while they was doin' it to me. Shoots, they didn't gimme much dick, you know. And like I said, mama says ... if they don't give all. . . and I gots to have all ... it ain't no good. Well, when I gits all what you gimme, that is plenty, and makes me do a heap'er cumin'. Not them others."
He shot me a sexy glance. "Suppose I want some more of your fine ass?" he asked me. "You gonna give it to me?"
"Shoots, yeah, Bobby!" I blushed. "I don't think itll make me shit this time. None'er them others would do it to my behind. What'cha think about that?"
He shrugged. "They're nuts!" he grinned.
I nodded in deep thought. "Yeah, I think so, too, 'cause you is done said it was a fine'um and should be dicked. The way you makes it feel ... you is got to be right."
I had taken a nice warm shower, used deodorant and some of mama's bath powder and perfume. I was smelling like a French whore before her first trick of the evening.
like I knew he would do, Bobby lay me back in the center of the bed and began sucking and tonguing my left tittie and nipple. His left hand feather-walked up and down my thighs, over my belly and found its way to my right tittie and gave it a delightfully pleasing squeeze. "Ummmm," I moaned with pleasure. "Ummm, that show do feel good, Bobby. Umph, umph, ummmmmm! Ain't'cha gonna finger me none?"
He raised up and half-smiled. "Who's doing this?"
"You is, but you ain't playing 'round with my lil man in the boat like I wants you to."
"Gimme time, willya."
"All right."
He went back to tormenting my left tittie and nipple with his mouth and tongue, while he was really carried away squeezing the right one. It was getting me juiced up between my thighs. I gaped them wide open for him, indicating in my own way that I was surrendering myself to him. I wanted him to know my peehole was all his for now. I knew he got the message because his left hand walked slowly over my flesh down into my crotch. His fingers gently parted my quivering vulva lips and stroked my clit into an infemo. I was not a girl with a short memory when it came to sex. I remembered he liked for me to express my feelings both vocally as well as physically. So right away when the feeling hit me I worked my hips in rhythm with his hot fingers. This only brought about more sensation for me to enjoy and endure.
"Lordy-Lordy," I said, as the rapture came reeling through me, "I show'nuff is a fool for lettin' them other men do it to me. They ain't done made this kinda luv to me. Ummmm, ummmmm. I-likes this kinda luvin'. "
His left thumb took control of my clit, while his index finger slipped off easily into my VAGINAL CANAL: DEEP PINK PLEASURE. He had absolute control over my body in a matter of seconds, giving me the hot pleasure I was there to receive, and my young body demanded. The thrills took charge of my muscles and nerves, and had me twisting my head, jerking it back and forth, wiggling my hips and trying to stop my hips and thighs from quivering. But the pleasure was doing that, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
"Ahhhnnn," I moaned with my mouth wide open. "Ahhhnnn! I is gittin' ready, Bobby ... to do some hot business! Ahhhnnn! Ahhhnnnn! I is feelin' so good! Ahhhnnn! Ahhhnnnn! Ohhh, Bobby, ohhh! Now, Bobby, now! Ummmmmmm! Ummmmmmmm! Ummmmmmm! Auuuggghh! Auuuggghh! I is cumin', Bobby! I is ... cuuummmiiinnn'! I is c-c-c-cuummiinn'! ! ! "
My loVer continued to broil, bake, and fry my young stuff with his mouth on my titties, moving from one to the other, one finger up my cunt, his thumb rubbing cream out of my clit, then he shoved his middle finger up my behind. That was when a lightning-like streak of pleasure burst my mind wide open, and sent my senses rocketing into an orbit. My skin was trying to crawl off my flesh. My bones were weeping. My organs were praying. My glands were dancing. My nerves were twitching. My muscles were contracting, and my cunt and clit were exploding orgasmic spasms. I was reaching for a new height of sexual excitement I could barely handle. My eyes were blurred from tears that ran down my cheeks. My nose was running. I was sniffling. I was weeping. If he stopped this beautiful punishment I would die! But he did, and I lived.
He kissed his way down my left side and moved his face in between my well parted hips and thighs. His fingers began to open up my snouting vulva lips, and then his mouth was there nibbling upon my staggering clit. His tongue took long and gentle strokes up and down between my hole, over my clit, back down over my ass-hole, then toyed around with it for a while. I was holding onto the sheets on the bed with both hands, but had not stopped wiggling my hips. I was beginning to understand the meaning of being this way. I was performing like a bitch hi heat, and this pleased Bobby. I knew that much because his cock got harder and harder.
"I is ready for your big'un in my hot li'l pussy, Bobby," I whimpered. "You is jist gotta fuck me now 'cause I is burnin' up!"
I think I was still, trembling all over a few moments later when Bobby shoved his mammoth prick up into my blazing hot little fissure. My cunt gulped the big dick all the way down. "Ahhhh, boy, now you is gonna give me that ole big'un good, huh, Bobby?"
"Uh-huh. You want it deep and hard?"
"I show do, Bobby," I replied, wiggling my hips and holding my pussy-hole up to his cock's root, feeling his balls dancing around the entrance to my ass, moving from ass-cheek to ass-cheek. "I is ready to do some business, too."
He reached his hands up under my wide ass-cheeks and lifted me off the bed. I got another inch of his cock shoved off into my hole that brought on the first fucking orgasm. "Uhhhnnn!" I began to moan while the pleasure pervaded me. "Uhhhnnn! Uhhhnnnn! Uhhnnn!" I held my arms around his huge shoulders as far as I could get them, and went on wiggling my hips because the pleasure was burning me up. It was rocking my mind, exploding my brain and turning my pussy-hole into a furnace. "Woouuwwee! Aiiiiyyyy! Ooooohhhh! Ummmmmmm! I is ... doin'. . . my business ... Bobby! I ... is ... cu-cu-cu-cumin'! Uhhhhnnn! Wouwe, it is show'nuff guuudddd!"
"You like that dick, don't you, you little nymphomaniac bitch?"
"Cum some more, you freakish little heifer!" he demanded. "Cum your goddamn clit out! Cuuuummm! Cuuummm! Cuuummmm!"
"Woouuwwee, Bobby ... you is ... show'nuff dickin' me! I is cumin'! I swear to Gawd I is ... cumin' somethin' awful! Oooommm! Oooommm! Oooommmm! Ooooommmm! You got'cha. . . big'un ban gin' my pussy's bottom! Woouuwwee, you show'nuff ... is fuckin' meeeeeee!
"Ahhhh, Jeezzuuss, goddamn!" Bobby cried out as his body began to quiver. "Awwwww shit, I'm gonna burst my nuts this time!"
I wanted to feel his juice. I wanted him to do it right then while he was so deep in me. "Shhhoottt!" I whined, wiggling my ass as fast as I could, keeping his dick right on the bottom of my gasping cunt.
"Fuuucckkk! Gaaahhhrr!" Bobby cried, as the semen jumped out of his cockhead into my vaginal canal. "Unnnggghh! Gaaahhhhh!"
I continued wiggling my hips as fast as I could, enjoying the warm feel of his juice as it spread out over the bottom of my hole, and I was doing my own business at the same time. VI is cumin', too! I is ... c-c-c-cumin', too! Oooommmm! Oooommm! Aiiiiiyyy!! ! ! ! "
It was another sex-filled evening for me. I had not been disappointed at all. When I was dressed and on my way home, I could feel Bobby's cream working its way out of my pussy-hole, and the thrill was renewed. I wanted to go back and get some more, but had to wait. There would be another time. There had to be. There was nothing on earth as good as getting laid by a master stud. If I lived a thousand years, I figured Bobby would be the only man that could completely satisfy me. He had the sweetest, biggest, and hardest cock in all the world, and I wanted it to be all mine. I would share it with only one other person. My cock-starved older sister Cyril.
I even remembered the first time I took Cyril to see Bobby and he was home. The first time when we went there together and he wasn't home, she was terribly disappointed. Not this time.
We were supposed to be going to a movie, but got all hot and bothered because I was telling her about how great Bobby was all over again. We both decided we had to let him give it to us.
So, ten minutes later we were standing in Bobby's sexy bedroom. Bobby's eyes were hotly embracing my lovely sister's curves. She was in shorts like me, no bra and bikini panties. Her titties were not as large as mine, and were round with little baby nipples. Those little nipples were pressing ever so firmly against her top.
While Cyril stood there gaping at us undressing, I said to her, "Cyril, don't you wanta let Bobby dick you with his big'un like I done told you he would do?"
"Sure," smiled Cyril. She was better educated than me.
I turned back to Bobby. "She wants it, Bobby," I said. "And I done got another cherry up my ass-hole since we done it last. I is 18 now. But I sho' is still hot for you." I turned back to my sister, then nodded to the big bed. "We fucks in this big pretty bed, girl. It's jist right for the long-dickin' and deep-fuckin' he gives. And like I done said ... it sho'nuff is good."
"You guys are getting naked," Cyril said.
"Now, Cyril," I said patiently, "you knows you can't do no worthwhile fuckin' in your clothes. Don't mama and daddy take their clothes off to do their fuckin'? "
"Uh-huh," blushed Cyril.
"Then, git outa your'in, too. Bobby's gonna long-dick and deep-fuck us both."
"Is he going to fuck my ass-hole cherry away, too?" Cyril wondered.
"Maybe," I smiled. "If he does ... you is really gonna bella like hella!" I laughed.
"Waaahhhh!" exclaimed Cyril, beginning to remove her clothes. "In this kind of a place, people could fuck themselves to death!"
I rushed into Bobby's arms as he stood up from removing his shoes. All he had on right then was his shorts. His cock was good and stiff, I discovered, as my body pressed hard against his front. My right hand eagerly reached into his crotch and got hold of the beautiful thing. Our lips met, then we rolled our tongues around in each other's mouth, probing for the pleasure we knew we would discover. I was quick to feel mine the instant his hands came to my naked ass-cheeks. "Ummmm! Ummmmmm! Ummmmmmmm!" I moaned into his mouth as we tongue-kissed, and my pleasures mounted. "Ummmmmmm! Ummmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmmmm!"
Bobby let me go for a moment to see my eighteen-year-old sister's lovely nakedness. Her little round tits were completely exposed to his lustful eyes, embracing them lewdly. He reached out his right arm and she blushed cutely as she came into it. Now, the master stud had two young and hot little bitches to contend with.
He lifted Cyril up and pressed his mouth hard against hers. I watched them roll their tongues around in each other's mouth, and could not help but to notice how her slender little body quivered under his erotic spell. Then she moaned lightly. "Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmmmm!! ! " It was good to her, and she began to wiggle her hips while the pleasure surged through her. "Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmmmmm!! ! "
Bobby took turns kissing his two lovely little playthings, and we helped him remove his shorts until he was like us. Naked! Not only was the man naked, but he was also in deep thought. We were young and cock-hungry, and he was not going to be able to fool around. If he was half the stud he thought himself to be, now was the time for him to prove it. Young stuff, as they say, can take it day and night, and not just from one man either. One man can't possibly look down as long as one woman can look up.
The three of us got cozy in the center of the big bed, and Bobby forgot about me and started in on Cyril right away. I watched him suck her left nipple for her. His mouth had made it a prisoner, and his tongue was angrily flogging it while he sucked. I knew that that little nipple was turning red-hot for her. Mine were getting hot and he wasn't even bothering them. I watched his left hand slide down into her little fur-covered crotch. I sat completely up while she parted her thighs a little wider, and his fingers disappeared between her thick pussy lips, parting them. I felt the passion myself when his middle finger struck her sensitive clit. She trembled as the pleasure stung her. "Uhhhhnnn!" she began to moan, lick her lips and wiggle her hips. "Uhhhnnn! Uhhhnnn! Ooooohh, Bobby, ooooohh. That sure does feel good to me! I Uhhnnn! Uhhnnn! You keep doing that, and you'll make me cum. I'm sure getting hot, Ferrea. He's playing with my little knife, and I'm burning up! Uhhhnnn! Uhhnnn!"
I never knew how they got there, but I had my right hand on my right tit and the left one was in my crotch. I was fingering the hell out of my clit, trying to match the pleasure I knew Cyril was enjoying. I felt good, but Bobby could have made me feel much better.
He left Cyril's tit and nipple alone and kissed his way down the front of her quivering body. His cunt-hungry lips and tongue were snaking in a bed of maiden pussy-hairs around her twitching cunt. She was automatically wiggling her hips while he made his way through the folds of her young pink pussy, until he was sucking away at her hypersensitive clit. She was already near her point, and once his mouth engulfed her clitand his tongue spanked it, she ignited. "Ooooooohh! Oooooohh, Bobby, OOOHHHhhh! I'm cu-cu-cu-cu-cuummiing!" She was moaning breathlessly. "Ahhh, eat it, Bobby, eat it! Oooohhhh! Ooooooohh, that's so gooooddd toooo m-m-m-meeeeee!" He got her hips and thighs and lifted her up and placed her thighs over his shoulders. Then he jabbed her juiced-up cunt with his hard tongue. She raised up to let her cunt meet his face as the electricity shot through her. She was suffering intense orgasms, twisting and jerking her head from side to side, wiggling her hips, and moaning like crazy. "Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh! Ooohhhrrr! I'm creaming! I'm ... creaming! Ooohhhrrr! Aaarrgghh!" God, he was voraciously sucking her clit. And there was no way for her to escape. He was holding her right where she was, with his hands over her belly and his fingers laced together. "That's it, Bobby!" she said. "Suck my clit harderrrr! Harderrrr! Yeeessss!
She was getting off like a wanton bitch. He shoved his index finger of his right hand up into her cunt and his middle finger plunged off into her screaming ass-hole. "Aiiiieeee!" she screamed, and almost twisted out of his grasp, the orgasm was so powerful. God, I was at the point of fingering myself by just watching.
"Eat her up, Bobby!" I heard myself saying. "Eat the li'l bitch up!"
"Do it, Bobby!" Cyril urged on in a weeping voice. "Eat my cunt up. Woouuwwee, that's guuddd! Ooooohh! Oooooohh! Oooooohhh!"
Young passion. Tender young flesh. That was what had Bobby extra-excited, thinking about the two hot little cunts and ass-holes and mouths he was going to have to handle, and how he was going to make us enjoy it all. He was thinking about making us take all of his thick, long dick wherever he so desired to put it. Young cunts, he had learned, took it all, even if there was pain. Others had learned not to, and knew how to avoid taking it all. Some would even stop, get up and get dressed and run away. He would never see them again. But not us. We were stupid! Daddy had a mammoth cock ... mama loved it ... and we had to have one just like that or we didn't have anything at all. We were damned stupid.
Bobby moved up between my sister's quivering thighs, licking her belly until he came to her right tit. Then he tried to swallow it. His right hand came to her left tit and squeezed the cream out of it. All the while he was getting his cock into position to shove it off into her spasming pussy-hole.
He took her thighs and got her legs over his shoulders. She was helping him by holding her fat pussy lips open to make it easier for him to penetrate her cunt with his long stem. "Ooowwwooo!" she bellowed when he started pushing it into her. "Ooowwwooo! Woouuwwee, Bobbbiiee ... it's so. . . big! Ooouucchh! Ohhh, that hurts so ... guuuudddd! Aiiiieeee! Put it all in! Pile it all in." The little bitch was getting her nuts. "I'm cuming while you put it in! I'm ... cuming! I'm ... cuming!"
Once he was ten inches into her, she was propelling a rocketship to the center of the sun. Intense pleasure became rampant and was incessant. "Unnnffff! Unnnffff! Unnnfff!" Her sensations were overwhelming her. Her orgasms were multiple and potent. "Awwwooo! Ohhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Woooouuuu! Unnnggghh! Gaaaahhrr! Aaarrgghh!" He was long-dicking my sister, and I was cuming while I fingered myself. At last it happened, by watching and working with my clit. I trembled as it struck. I vibrated add whimpered to myself with tears running down my cheeks. I wanted dick. I needed the one buried in my sister's vaginal canal ... deep pink pleasure for Bobby.
Cyril was unable to do much moving, but she sure was wiggling her hips for Bobby. Her hands were alongside her head, and she was jerking and twisting her face from side to side. Her face looked as if it was distorted, the pleasure was so great. She looked as if she was in such terrible pain, and was, but the pain of ecstasy such as she had never known.
Bobby pumped and drove his cock further and further into my sister's cunt, and then all I could see were his balls rolling off one ass-cheek to the other, now and then bouncing off her asscrack. Goddamn, she had it all buried in her. "Lordy-Lordy!" she cried. "I got so much dick in me! Ooooohhhh, I got so much dick in. . . meeeeeeee! Ummmmmmmm! Ummmmmmm! Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck me with your big dick! Let me have ... it all! Let ... me ... have ... it all!"
The young cunt got to Bobby. I saw his legs trembling, then his thighs, and I knew Cyril was going to get his hot cream. But just as I figured Bobby was going to shoot his load into her cunt, he jerked his prick out and walked on his knees, lifted her face with one hand and shoved his prick into her mouth. "Ahhhhhhhh!" he cried out. "I'm gonna cuuummm! Ahhhhh, goddamn, I'm cuming in your mouth, bitch!"
And he did. He shot all of his cream in my sister's mouth, and she ate it without giving me a single drop.
CHAPTER FIVE
SISTERS AND LOVER: A SEXUAL MENAGE-A-TROIS
After Cyril had been so greedy, in my jealous opinion, and helped herself to ALL of Bobby's cream that first time, I decided I would not be dragging my sister along anymore and get stuck again. Bobby never touched me after he got hold of her that day. I'll never forget that either. After he had shoved his cock into her mouth and gave her his cream, he fell back onto the bed and sighed. "Ahhhh shit, that was good!"
"It sure was," Cyril sighed in ecstasy. "It sure was! Bet it'll be even better when you get to my bloody hole."
"We gotta go," I said, jumping up from the bed.
"We do not have to go," my proper, eloquent sister announced with authority. "You may go if you wish, but I ... am remaining to get what I came after."
"Come on," Bobby said to me. "You don't have to go. Stick around and enjoy yourself."
"Finger myself, you mean. I ain't done got nothin', Bobby! You done give it all to Cyril ... shit!'-'
I got up and dressed while he fucked Cyril again. I was almost in tears when I walked out of the door alone. I stood in the hallway near the door listening to her bellow while he dug his reamer deep into her blazing hot cunt. God, she was crying with pure passion coming out of her, along with her intense pleasure. She was suffering multi-cum spasms. "Aiiiieeee!" I heard her cry out. "Dick me deeper, Bobby! Aiiiiieee! Ooooohhhh! Unnngghhh! Gaaahhrrr!! ! ! " He was giving her what she wanted and needed ... what had once belonged to me. I got nothing that evening from Bobby, but a broken heart.
Later on that evening, when Cyril caught up to me on the comer from our house, she was walking wide-legged. Bobby had really ripped her pussy-hole open for her. It was going to ass for quite some time. So was the pleasure it had suffered.
I got the idea right then that Bobby not only liked Cyril better than me, but he also respected her because of her high level of intelligence. At least she could hold a decent conversation, if nothing else. I couldn't. But, I planned to do something about it. I would not only learn better English, but would also become the smartest girl in school.
In order to do this I got laid by every male teacher able to get a hard-on, just to get a little more instructions from them. It was not only better grades I wanted, but also better learning. They were willing to spend their extra time with me because I gave them something for it. I let them goose my rump, which very, very few girls in school would allow, and I gave them a good blowjob. Many went out of their way to teach me because I took their cocks in my throat, ate their cream and did whatever freakish perversions they enjoyed. There were others around town I also got plenty of learning from, that were not teachers in our school. I screwed teachers from other schools, young student doctors and lawyers ... or whatever. But I hated them all. They couldn't give me what Bobby was giving me before he got into Cyril.
So, when school was out, and I had planned to go to summer school in a week, I had to have Bobby's prick. I couldn't live without it any longer. The one thing I was happy about, other than the way I was beginning to progress in school, was that Bobby was not sucking and screwing any girl I knew about. And he certainly wasn't getting anything from Cyril. She wanted him, but was scared to go see him on her own. She had two good reasons. She was afraid I would tell, and he could get caught and go to jail. Neither one of us wanted the latter to happen to the man. Prisons, as far as I was concerned, were for those who robbed and murdered and raped, and not for fucking some nutty bitch that gave up her cunt, no matter how young she was.
So Cyril had the hots for Bobby just as I did. And that afternoon while we sat in our living room studying, I noticed how often she crossed her legs and uncrossed them, how many times she scratched her crotch, how her little nipples stood out against her T-shirt, and most of all, the way she would go off into an erotic daydream. I knew she was imagining herself being with Bobby. The little bitch was hot enough to cum if someone called her name.
"I think I'll go for a walk," I sighed.
Cyril cut her shrewd eyes to me and half-smiled. "Bull!" she exclaimed. "You're going to Bobby, damn you. Can't I go?"
I knew how it felt to want something like Bobby had, and I loved my sister in spite of being jealous of her and Bobby. I nodded my head. "Sure, Cyril. But, if it is anything like the last time, you go on your own from now on out. You understand that, M bitch?"
She nodded affirmatively. "Yeah, I understand, bitch."
I stood to my feet and pulled up my shorts. "We gotta be back by five, you know. Mama and daddy'll be here by then."
"We had better get started then," she said.
Two blocks away from the house Bobby pulled over to the side of the street. My titties filled with passion. My nipples jumped erect. My clit danced between my slimy vulva lips. And my cunt squirted jism from all sides into my vaginal canal. My ass-hole blinked and twitched lively. I felt like I wanted to shit and piss at the same time. The fact was, I was near an orgasm just thinking of what a beautiful sex-filled afternoon it was going to be.
"Hi'ya doing, Bobby?" I said, getting into the car beside him.
"Hi, girls," he said. "Haven't seen you in weeks."
"We is ... we have been busy studying?" I said. Bobby smiled as he drove off. "Sounds like it," he said.
"I ... I've been doing my best. Learning ain't. . . isn't easy."
"It sure isn't," he agreed. And by then we were pulling into the parking area of his apartment building in back.
"I sure have missed you, Bobby," I said softly as we entered the building from the rear.
"Me, too," Cyril declared.
"I missed you girls, too," Bobby told us. "I'm really happy to see both of you."
I didn't know about that, since he was looking at Cyril when he said it. What was it about her he cared for so much? I was lovelier and had a better figure, bigger titties, and everything. I was even freakish in the butt-hole, and had taken his cock in my throat. She hadn't even taken it in her behind.
Bobby unlocked his door and we slipped inside quickly and he locked it.
"You girls want a coke or something?" Bobby said, looking from me to Cyril.
"Just dick," I giggled.
"I want my ass fucked this time, Bobby," Cyril said.
"I want it all," I said.
Bobby pointed to the bedroom, and my sister nearly knocked me down as she headed for it. I shook my head. Jealousy invaded me again. I knew she was going to get it first. I just knew it. And most-likely she would get his cream, too. Damn!
Cyril did not hesitate this time in getting out of her clothes. Her little titties were hard, but bouncing up and down in her chest when she grabbed her T-shirt and jerked it over her head. Bobby's eyes tried to jerk her nipples off, he stared at them so hard. I sat down on the side of the bed and watched him take her into his arms. He tongue-kissed her and loved her. little titties until they screamed. But he surprised me when he reached his hands out to me and helped me to my feet. He kissed me softly on the mouth, and I put my arms up around his neck and pulled my body tight against his. I was all surrender while he sucked my tongue, then let me suck his. My body was sinking into an inferno. "Ummmmmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmmmmmmmm!" He let go of me and I was staggering in hot pools of pleasure. "That was some kiss," I admitted. His hands cupped my vibrant hips, and my ass-hole twitched. "Feels good," I blushed. "Been a long time."
"Too long," he admitted. "Undress. You're slow this afternoon. Why?"
"Well, you seem to be caring more about Cyril than me," I said.
"Nonsense," he lied. "But I'm pleased to know you're jealous."
When the three of us were naked and in bed, it was Cyril that Bobby took into his arms, and not me. His left hand slipped easily into her hot crotch and attacked her entire pussy-hole. His index finger surged up inside her vaginal canal first, followed by his horny middle finger, and his thumb molested her pliable, sensitive clitoris to her sexual delight, and out came her first orgasm. "That's doing it to me, Bobby!" she whined. "That's making me cum! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ooooooooohhhhrrrrr!"
I sat there watching Bobby suck her nipples and finger-fuck her into orgasmic spasms. I watched her slender body tremble each time she erupted. I listened to her moans, groans, and cries. And I said it was going to be all right ... and Bobby was going to do me the same way as soon as he took care of Cyril. I also tried to make myself believe he was loving her first because she did not ask as bold as me, and he did not want to make her feel that he did not want her. And this made me feel better.
"I need fucking now, 'Bobby," Cyril said. "I'm so hot for you, I can't stand it any longer."
But Bobby was not that kind of lover. He had to eat that young stuff first. He left her titties alone and kissed his way down to her obscenely splayed pussy lips, and she quivered just knowing what was going to happen.
"Wooouuuwwweeee, Ferrea," Cyril said, "he's going to eat my pussy up like before. Umph, umph, ummmmmm!"
I said nothing as I watched Bobby gently work his fingers through the folds of her fat cuntal lips, then with his thick tongue jabbed her in her hope. He got her ass up in the air with his hands and pushed his tongue three inches off into her cunt and began to tongue-fuck it for her. God, you could almos see the pleasure running all over her body. It was quivering like a leaf in a storm. And I knew how she was feeling inside. "Uhhhh, Bobby, uhhhhhhh! Uhhhhhh! Uhhhhhh! Ohhh, that's so guuuddd! I'm ... c-c-cuuummmmiiinnggg! I'm cuming! I'm ... cu-cu-cu-cuming! Aaaarrrr gggghhh!"
To make her pleasure even greater, he changed position. He got behind her head, caught her ankles and pulled her over backward, placing her legs and thighs over his shoulders, and her cunt and asscrack at his mercy. I got on my knees and watched him shove his left index finger up her cunt, attack her clit with his left thumb, enhance the attack with his tongue, and shove two fingers of his right hand up her ass-hole.
"Ooooooooo Ooooooooo Ooooooooo WWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOoooooooooo!" the little bitch bellowed. "Ohh, Lordy-Lordy, I knew he was going ... eat my stuff up! I just ... knew it! Wooouuu wwweeeaaaaa! Ahhhhhh! Oooooooohhhhhh! It's so guuuudddd! Ohhhh, I'm cuming! Ohhhh! Ummmmmmm! Uhhhhnnnnnnnn! Gaaaaahhhhh! Unnnnggghhh! Aaaaaaarrrgggghhhh!! ! ! ! ! " He had my sister in an upside-down holocaust, burning her with pleasure piled on top of pleasure. He sucked and nibbled and thrashed and fingered, and she whined and cried and whimpered and came and came and came some more. Then he let her go and turned her back over.
"My ass, Bobby," the hussy begged. "Do my ass for me this time."
"Patience," Bobby told her. "Have patience, baby. I'll get to your rump. Right now I gotta give your cunt some of my joint."
"I want your dick, Bobby. I've never had a joint."
"It's his dick, stupid bitch!" I exclaimed mildly.
"Oh?" she said, questioning me. "It is?"
"Sure it is," Bobby said, placing his prick at the mouth of her hungry cunt, then sank it in. "Here, bitch! Take it!"
"Do it!" she begged. "I mean ... do it harder, Bobby! I haven't had it since the last time you gave it to me. I need it so bad! Give it to me!" I could see the muscles in his legs and thighs, and saw him ram her good like she wanted it. And I heard her ecstatic cry. "Yeeessss! Ohhh, yessss! I'm doing my business! Ohh, Lordy, I'm doing my buuuussssiiinnneeessss! Aaaaarrrggghhh!"
"Fuck'er bottom out, Bobby!" I cried. "Deep-fuck the bitch!"
He raised up and reached for me. "You bring your ass over here," he told me. "I'm gonna give you what you want."
Oh, was I ever happy. I fell down on my belly and pushed my ass up into the air and opened my legs and thighs, reached back and grabbed my ass-cheeks and held them apart, too. I was so happy, I was going to cream just thinking of it. "Here it is, baby!" I said. "Pile your big dick in there, Bobby! I can't wait! Pile it in for me!! ! "
Bobby had no problems getting his prick up my ass. But that did not come until later on. First, while Cyril sat up to watch, Bobby kissed me hotly all over my wide-spread rump. Yeah, he might have loved something else about Cyril more than he did me, but he didn't love anybody's rump as much as he did mine, and my asscrack, too. So, he moved my hands with his and began to lick all around it. Oh, goddamn that felt so good to me. He was winding an electrical cord around my naked body. I had a fever. The pointed tongue never hesitated or paused, it incessantly licked pleasure into me and out of me. My body flinched, twitched, jerked, boiled, and shuddered. I was in my own kind of Utopia. More was added when his right hand came to my cunt, and three fingers aggravated my vulnerable clitoris until it was paralyzed with pleasure. That same pleasure shot through me like a bolt of lightning. "Auuuggghhh!" I moaned. "You. . . you're making me cum! Oooh shit, you're making me ... c-c-c-c-cuuuummm! Lordy-Lordy, I'm cuuuuuuummmmmmmiiiinnnnggg! Ummmppphhh! Ummmmppphhh! Ummmmppphhh! I tellya ... I am cuming, Bobby!" I couldn't move my hips with my muscles, but he was making my entire body move the way he wanted me to with his tongue and his fingers. I was spasming from my cunt. My clitoris was over its paralysis, and was not jittery. The pointed tongue was half an inch into my butt-hole, and it felt like a red-hot pipe up there, melting my cream, boiling my entrails, and frying my shit. "Unnnnggggghhhh!" I went on moaning. "Gaaaaahhhhhhh!" I cried. "Aaaaaarrrggghhhh!" I cried again. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" I yelled. "Oh, it's good," I said. "I love it, Bobby! I love it! Fuck it! It's hot. Fuck it!"
He slipped his prick up into my hot hole and rammed it home. Oh, the pleasure was inimitable. The joys were ineffable. The thrills were intense. The rapture was incomparable. The sensations were electrifying. "Fuck it, Bobby!" I demanded, wiggling my ass wickedly. "Fuck that ass! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh! Long-dick it! Unnngggghhh! Deep-fuck it! Aiiiieeee! Aiiiiiiyyyyy! Yaaaahhhhh! Yeeeeoooooooowwwwwwwwwww!
Yaaaaaaaaaiiiiiieeeeee! You're doing it! You're doing it!" I was insane with pleasure. I was going wild with ecstasy. I was dying with joy. "Fuuucccckkk my assssss! Fuck it, damn you! Fuuuuucccckkkkkkk my assssssss! Woooouuuuuu! Woooouuuuuuu! Woooouuuuu!" The long dick continued to stab me deep inside my entrails. My cunt continued to spasm while I came and came and came. I was easing out of my skin. My bones were turning into ashes. My blood was like molten lava. My shit was sugar. "Ahhhhhh goddamn, you're fucking my ass-hole guuuddd! Waaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Auuuuggggggghhhh! Unnnggghhh! Ohhhhhh Gawd, I love it so much!"
I felt Bobby trembling. I was going to get his wad up my ass. That intensified my pleasure. I wiggled my hips like the bitch I was and pushed back and back and back, harder and harder. I worked my hips faster, moved them around in circles, I took all of his cock and tried to force his balls up my happy butt-hole. He got hold of my titties and began to massage them roughly, but the rougher he did it, the greater the pleasure. I was slobbering from the mouth, tearing from my eyes, and creaming from my cunt while my butt-hole accepted the deep-fucking and long-dicking it got. My clit was standing straight out between my vulva lips.
"Shhhiiiitttttt!" Bobby yelled, and just held his cock all the way up my rump. He was spurting. I felt the warm semen leaping into my shithole, and my cunt was coming apart, it was spasming so uncontrollably. "Aaaaaaaarrrrrrggghhhh!" he went on crying his ecstasy out. "Gaaaaaaahhhhh! OOooooooooohhhhh! Waaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!
Shhhhhiiittt! Ummmmmmmm!"
"Ohhh, I loved it!" I smilingly cried. "I loved it so much!"
"Me, too, you little ass-freak," Bobby told me, moving his hands lovingly, gently over my lascivious behind. "Nobody's got ass-hole like you, baby. Nobody! Waaahhh!"
"You haven't had mine yet," Cyril said.
"I'm only human, dammit," Bobby told her. "Give me a break, for Christ-sake, willya?"
"Sure. Break into my cherry-ass!" she giggled. She wasn't all that sophisticated. She wasn't all that brilliant either. In fact, if she wanted the cock Bobby had up my ass-hole in hers, she was a bigger nut than me. At least mine was no virgin ass any longer. I had gone through that pain, but was an ass-freak like he said. So, I got what I wanted and took it the way I needed it. What the hell was my older sister going to do when he rammed his precious long dick up her shitty behind?
I was about to find that out, because Bobby's prick was still stiff. He turned Cyril around and winked his eye at me. "It's gonna hurt like hell," he warned her. "But once I get it in, the pain will go away and you'll do your business like never before."
"Okay," the little fool said. "What do you want me to do?"
"Well, if you can help me get it in ... the faster the better, you know, it will help. So you keep pushing back as hard as you can, okay?"
"Okay."
She saw the way I took his cock and figured she was going to have it as easy as I did. So when Bobby planted his stiff rod at the opening to her rump, she held it just right for him, and he began to push. "OOOOOOOOOWWWWEEEEeee OOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWEEEEEEeeeeee!" she bellowed and wailed like a dog. "OOWEEeEE OOOOOWWWWWWEEEEEeeEEEEE!" She experienced the giant head breaking into her butt, then his fingers were there to torment her clitoris for her. But her ass-hole was really on fire. She was trying to crawl away from Bobby, but he had his right hand up under her belly, and she wasn't going anywhere. "Take it out!" she cried. "Unnnfff! Unnnfff! Take your ... big dick outa my ass-hole!"
"Shut your fucking mouth, bitch!" I laughed. "You wanted it, he's giving it to you. Shut up and take it, damn you! Goose it for her, Bobby! Goose that skinny rump."
Bobby was having some troubles getting the rest of his cock into her asscrack because she was so active, and was moving away from him most of the time. He finally got wise and let her crawl all the way to the head of the bed. Then he had her ass where she would have to take his dick. She wasn't going through that glass wall. "Awwwwwwwwwooooo!" she bellowed out once again as Bobby drove his cock five inches into her rump-hole. "Woooooouuuuuuwwwwweeeeee!" she squealed. " Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried. " Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Somewhere along the way it got good to her, and she shut up crying. She was sniffling ... mucus was running out of both nostrils and she was slobbering from the mouth. I noticed a little blood around the rim of her ass-hole, and knew she had had it. Her cherry-crack had been broken. Now she was going to get it fucked.
"Unnnffffff!" Cyril whimpered. "Bobby was taking it easy with her at the moment, moving in and out of her gently. "Unnnnnffffff! I won't ever. . . believe this!" she said. "You're fucking my ass ... and I'm going to cum! I sure am! I'm going to c-c-cuuummm! Ooh, that sure does feel good!" She was wiggling and pushing backward. Bobby had her clit at the mercy of his fingers. If she didn't cum herself to death now, she would live to be over a hundred for sure. "Get it all now, Bobby. I don't hurt anymore. I'm ... just. . . cuming! I'm ... cuming! Lordy-Lordy, the man is goosing my ass-hole ... and I'm cuming! It is good, Bobby. I mean, it is really, really super-good! Ohhh my goodness, this is good! Just ... get it all. Get ... it ... all! Get ... it a-a-a-allllll!"
No, I would never forget those moments with Bobby and Cyril. She would never forget them either. Of course today who knows what Bobby and Cyril are doing? Who cares? I certainly don't.
I did once.
Very much.
Very, very much.
CHAPTER SIX
DICK: KINGLY WAND OF EROTIC EXCITEMENT
I stood before the mirror in my bedroom naked. I was not looking at what I had in front, but at my delightfully provocative wide-spread vibrant hips. They were as mature as my mother's, and twice as sexy. I wondered seriously just what they would look like in a few years when I was reaching full maturity. I was in love with my behind, because it was that little stretched crack between my hips where I received my greatest pleasure. Oddly enough, however, only one man had ever given me the tremendous pleasures I had come to know existed for me when I was taking cock up there. And I was getting myself ready to go let him take care of it once more. Little did I know this would be the last time Bobby would ever make any kind of love to me. But it was.
I whirled around and sat down before the mirror and looked admiringly at my lovely face, hair, lips, teeth and my blooming tits. Yes, they were coming along nicely, too, and getting more and more excitable every day. I wondered what they would look like in another few years. I imagined they would be at least forty inches if they continued to grow the way they were. But what did I know about the human body. I knew I was in heat for Bobby right then, and if I didn't hurry and get to him I would turn into stone.
I dressed in summer shorts and blouse. I didn't even bother to put on panties. It would have taken too long, and time was seemingly running out on me. I didn't even bother to put on shoes. All of me Bobby would be loving was perfectly cleaned and smelling good, including my hair I had shampooed. Why, I had even painted my nails and put on a little lipstick.
I rushed out of the house feeling Bobby's arms already caressing me, his lips kissing, his tongue licking. I was walking patiently along in the beginning, but the more I thought of all those good things happening to me, my speed increased. I did not want to be all sweaty and funky when I arrived, so I had to force myself to slow down, and this only increased my desires.
No one saw me enter the building from the rear as I always did, and no one saw me hustling down the hallway to Bobby's apartment. I knocked lightly, smiling, trembling, my pussy quivering, my clitoris throbbing, my heart skipping a beat now and then, until he was opening the door. I rushed in and into his arms.
"Hey, hot stuff!" he laughingly exclaimed. "What's happening?"
"Had to see you, Bobby," I said, and ran my tongue over his lips. "Taste good."
"Yeah, er, well, I just finished brushing my teeth."
He grabbed my ass-cheeks and filled his hands with as much of them as he could get, then took my tongue into his mouth and bathed it with his. I was running a temperature in a few seconds. The fever was rushing into my whimpering cunt, making the walls inside sweat jism. All of those blood vessels were suddenly very active. I wished I had nerve endings up in there as well as around my clit, my mons veneris, my labia majora, labia minora, mons veneris, the introitus and my mammary glands and nipples. But there was no sensation up in there. It just felt like it. So few women and men realize this. I learned it from my mother, and knew it to be a fact when I was able to take all of Bobby's cock into my hole.
"I still love you, Bobby," I whispered softly against his lips.
"Is that a fact?" he grinned.
"Uh-huh."
He sighed as he looked over my face. "You're really learning at school, aren't you?"
"Yeah. I study hard now."
"Give up my good stuff to those horny male teachers, aren't you?"
"Well, it helps me with my learning, but they don't do me any good otherwise, Bobby. Even when they're goosing my rump ... and you know how I love it back there, they don't hardly make me cum."
"Suppose I wanta goose your lovely behind some more?"
"Shoots, yeah, Bobby!" I hurried up and said. "I didn't shit the last time you goosed me, now did I? I loved it, and so did my sister. She said she ain't ... er ... she's never had the thought a dick like yours could ever get into her cunt, let alone her ass-hole. But, she said she really, really loved it when you were goosing her with your dick. Remember how she screamed, then after you got it all in, she told you to fuck it good for her? And you did it Bobby! You really gave it to the little bitch. I mean ... you sure did dick that poor little child's behind good. Yeah, you can get in mine all you want to. That's mainly why I'm here."
Bobby was in his robe, which was generally the case when I came by. Only this time he wasn't wearing any shorts. When he took it off he was naked, and his dick was rigid-hard. And I knew I was the Utile live, hot wire that had him turned on. I was learning more about life, too, and a helluva lot about sex.
He pushed the covers back to the foot of the bed, smiled, took me into his arms once more and lay me down in the center of the bed. He took my left tittie in his mouth and began to suck hungrily at the thick nipple, and his left hand slithered down in between my tender, satin thighs, on into my bed of silken pussy hairs, around my well-stretched cunt. I parted my thighs wider for him and his fingers seized my clitoris and began to molest and aggravate it. I surrendered unto the hot ecstasy without hesitation. "Ahhhhhhnnnnn!" I began to moan. " Ahhhhh hnnn nnn! Ahhhhhnnnnn!" His tongue was thrashing my nipple like a piece of steel half melted, half rigid, and was red-hot. "Ummmmmmmmm! Ummmmmm, that sure feels guuuuddd! I bet ... you're going to make me do my business. I mean ... c-c-c-cuuummmm! You're going to do it if you ... keep doing that."
"Work your fine hips for me, baby," he told me softly.
"Okay," I whined, and started moving my hips around in little circles, around and around. He continued to molest my clit with his index and middle fingers. "Auuuggghhh, Bobb, auuggghhh, that feels go-o-o-o guuudddd to my puuusssiiieee! Auuugghhh, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Ahhhhhh, here I come! Huuuummmmm! I feel it! I feel it! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Unnngggghhh! Auuuggghhh! Aiiiieeee! Gaaaahhhrrrr!"
I closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath as Bobby began to kiss my trembling belly for me. I knew he was going to give my juiced-up pussy one helluva hot time once he got to it. But I remembered he was never in a hurry. He always took his time. That was the way he was performing right now, and I was becoming deeply thrilled with passion and hot desire to the point of almost climaxing again. I wiggled my hips for him, but my body was jerking because of the passion and pleasure he was effecting. It was building up to an exploding temperature. I felt the orgasm sitting there at the tip of my red-hot clit and deep inside my grumbling cunt.
"Oooooooohhh, it's so guuuudddd! I think ... I'm gonna c-c-c-cum ... any minute. But. . . you just keep right on doing what'cha doin'. . . 'cause it sure ... feels ... guuuuudddd to m-m-meeeeeee ... all over ... I mean ... all over ... Bobbbbbiiiieeee! You ... got me ... burn in'. . . up, man! Ooooohhh, I'm feelin'. . . so guudddd! Goodness ... gracious I'm hot!"
He was moving between my thighs, and I had to clinch the bed sheet with my fingers to hold on, and try to contain my orgasm. It felt like it was about to burst my flesh wide open. I was trembling, my cunt was panting, and my clit was seemingly beckoning Bobby's hot tongue impatiently, just waiting for it to make contact. But he was busy enjoying my loveliness and tender young flesh.
"I want you to eat me, Bobby!" I confessed in a weak voice. "I sure needs it. I needs your long, hot tongue in my pussy. Please ... Bobby ... you gotta eat my pussy for me and make me do a lot of cuming today. I wanta cum right now, but I can't. It won't do it. You ... gotta make me! Unnnffff! Unnnnnfff! Unnnfff! Please make it come for me ... my pussy, I mean..."
As if he never heard me, Bobby continued to kiss my hot young body near my little patch of pubic hair. He was just getting to my mons veneris. And I knew he felt me vibrating, and he knew I was burning up like I told him I was. But to him this was his pleasure. Thrilling me was giving him thrills. And I was beginning to believe there was nothing else in life as beautiful to Bobby as freaking off a young broad with the loveliness I possessed. And he wanted to love my asscrack with his dick ... kingly wand of erotic excitement. . . but also wanted a helluva lot of everything else I had to offer, and he was enjoying.
"Oooooohhh, Bobby, my cum ... won't come for me!" I whined, moving my hips in little circles almost automatically. "Eat just a little of it, Bobby, and make my cum, come," I begged. "Stick..."your hot tongue in my pussy-hole for me to cum. Ohhhh, Bobby, I feel so hot, I tell you, and wanta cum, but can't. You're driving me crazy, man. I sure ... am ... going out of my mind. I'm going crazy to cum!" I raised up to see exactly what Bobby was doing to me, that had my temperature soaring sky-high and made me feel as if I was ablaze. I noticed he was moving around to get in between my thighs. When he was there, I watched his hands come to my pussy lips, then I fell back onto the bed as he parted them. "Ohhh, God, I'm sure gonna do a lot of cuming when you start eating," I told him. "I just know I'm gonna cum to death!"
I felt his tongue licking the insides of my vulva lips, and my body went into convulsions. I was still sitting on top of that intense orgasm that just would not erupt, but sure was building up. "Good Lord, Bobby," I said. "Do it now. I've got the hots and wanta cum, shit. I mean I wanta come cum, that what I wanta cum ... cum. But you got to eat my pussy for me to do that right now, and you keep licking and making me hotter and hotter. It ... isn't any fun being this hot and not doing any cuming!! ! " I felt his lips engulf my clit, he drew it in and began to caress it tenderly with the tip of his tongue while he sucked. That was it. I had to go. "Looooorrrdddy-Loooorrrdddddyyyy!" I screamed, and raised my legs and thighs up into the air. "Here I come a-cuming! Here I ... c-c-c-come! A h h h h h h h h h h h h h h ! Unnnnggghhhhhhhhh! Ahhh, I'm cuming! I'm cuming! Uhhhhnnnn! Uhhhnnnn! Oooohhhhh! Aiiiieeee! Gaaaahhhhrrrr! Sweet. . . goodness, am I ever cuming! Oooooh, it's so guudddd to-o-o-o-o m-m-meeeeeee! Oooh, I feel so guuuddd down there, Bobby! Arrrrrrgggghhh!
Bobby grabbed me from under my animated behind and lifted me up to his face, and that was when I began to buck and twitch and jerk. He had to ease me down and hold me in position or he would have lost me. He got my limbs over his shoulders and his arms and hands up over my lower belly, then went to work again shooting thrills through me. He did it seemingly easily, with the thumb of his right hand hotly massaging my drunken clit, and jabbing me up inside my jism-filled pussy hole with his index finger, while his middle finger invaded my sensitive ass-crack. Then I yelled out pleasure with pleasure. "Awwwwwwwww-oooooooooo, Bobbbbbbbbbyyyyyyyyy, it's making me do it again! Awwwwwww, that's so ... guuuuuuddddddd to-o-o-o-o m-m-m-meeeeeee! That's really ... guuuuudddd! I ... swear to Gawd it's guuudddd! Umph! Umph! Umph! Umph! Ummmm! Ummmmmm! I'm still. . . cuming! I'm still. . . cuming! Woooouuuuuwwwweeeeeeee, I'm getting off a guuddd one this time! Right ... now, Bobbbbbyyyyy! Oh, I'm getting off so good! CtoooooooohlmhhhhhrnTrrr!! ! ! ! ! ! ! "
Bobby crawled up between my thighs with his bountiful dick throbbing violently, ready for an attack deep in my pussy hole. But he lay on top of me and took my kiss from deep within my mouth. And while he sucked savagely at my tongue, and I at his, his cock teased my clit and animated me back into action. I worked my hips and lifted my body off the bed, trying to cram the goodly wand into my jism-filled pussy-hole. Only the head kept on throbbing against my clit, and that was bringing me to a healthy cum-spasm I never dreamed of.
"Your dick is not in me, Bobby," I whimpered out my complaint. "I want your big dick in my pussy, and for you to give me some more good old-fashion long-dicking and deep-fucking you've been giving me before."
"What about your fine rump?" he asked me quietly, but was very serious about it. It made his dick that much harder. "Can I deep-fuck your ass-hole?"
"Sure, Bobby," I whined. "I done ... told you, didn't I?"
"Tell me again, nice and sweet."
"You can deep-fuck my ass-hole, Bobby," I said, the way he wanted me to say it. "But I want you to fuck my pussy hole first."
"The bottom, too?"
"Sure, Bobby. You know I have to have it all to do any cuming worthwhile. Stop talking and give me some dicking, willya, huh?"
"Say please?"
"Please fuck me, Bobby," I whispered.
He raised up and took his kingly wand of erotic excitement and eased it into my still virgin tight pussy hole ever so gently. It was so full of slimy jism it slipped right in and he began to wriggle up and down, then around and around.
"That's it, Bobby," I said. "But, go on down there and give me this thing like I'm supposed to have it."
"How's that?" he continued to tease me, looking directly into my passion-filled green eyes. "Deep and hard. You know, Bobby. Goodness gracious, you sure are being mean this afternoon. How come?"
"Maybe it's because of you."
"I'm making you act stupid?" I slightly smiled. "My pussy is that good to you?"
"Uh-huh, but it's not your pussy I'm thinking about right now."
"Oh?" I was feeling hurt, and all of that beautiful pleasure was running away from me. "What'cha thinking about then?"
"Your fine behind naturally. You've got the finest in the land, baby. Models and movie stars don't have behinds like yours, and it's still developing." He grinned. "Hell, it's driving me out of my fucking mind."
"Shoots, Bobby, I told you ... you can dick my ass all you want to. But please long-dick and deep-fuck my cunt first."
"Okay," he sighed with surrender. "Hold it up here to get it like you want it."
"Now you're talking, man," I said happily, and held my body up off the bed for him. I felt that bountiful, kingly wand plunging off into my screaming pussy hole the next second, and went all the way to the bottom, ripping my walls down. I began to twist my body, wiggle my hips and tremble with the pleasure he was igniting inside my hole. "Ooooohhhhhhhh shit!" I whimpered. "You sure are stuffing your big dick in me this afternoon. Awwwww, it feels so good! You're deep-fucking me ... right now. I know what you're doing. Ummmppphh! Ooooohhh! Oooohhh, I'm taking a lot of dick. Umph! Umph! Umph! Umph! Umph! Ummmm! Maybe ... I'm gonna do some cuming now. I feel like it!
Unnnnfffff! Unnnnfff! Unnnfff! Uuuuhhh! Uuuuhhhh! Uuuuhhhh! Uuuuhhhh! Ooooh, Lordy-Lordy, I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna ... c-c-cuuummm! No! NOW! Waaaaaaaahhh! Aaaaaaagghhh! I'm cuming! I'm cuming! Oooh, Bobby, you're long-dicking my pussy! You're knocking the pure hell out of my womb, man! Oh, but I love it! Arrrrggghhh! Unnnggghhh! Gaaaaaahhhhhrrrr! Aiiiiiiiiyyyyyy! Aiiiieeeee! A i i i iieeeee! Yaaaaaaahhhhhh! Woooouuuu www wccccccc!! ! ! ! ! ! ! "
I won't lie. The man was driving me into hysteria. I was having so many intense orgasms until my entire body was beginning to feel like it was one. But I couldn't wait for him to drag his long wand out of my pussy and shove it up my asscrack. And once he began, it seemed to take him forever to get it out of my tight hole. Then he flipped me over on my belly and stared hungrily at my wide-spread butt. He was looking at it as if it was a prize he. had won, and had never in his life seen anything like it.
"Sonovabitch!" he laughingly exclaimed, beginning to shove his kingly wand into my tiny rear crack. "I'll take this any day over a cunt. Shit, get in there cock! Get in this fine, young tender ass-hole!! ! ! "
I felt the head leap in eagerly. "It's in my butt, Bobby," I told him, already feeling the tremendous sensation. "I can feel your big dick coming ... ten inches deep. Put them other two or three on up in there and make me do some really good cuming."
"Raise up so I can get your clit," he told me, running his right hand under my belly, down into the soft pasture of pubic hairs. Then he had his index and middle fingers on my. clit, and I was on my way to wonderland.
"Hoooooooo! Huuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I cried. "It's feeling so guuuddd already, Bobby. It sure is. I declare ... I just don't understand it. Every time you get your dick in my ass-hole ... I do more cuming than when it's in my pussy. This is sure a crazy world."
"You're just a freak in the butt," Bobby laughed. He was writhing mightily, shoving his rock-hard wand into my young behind, making me take it all. He found my left tit with his left hand and squeezed some juice out of it while he flogged my intoxicated clit into a hot frenzy and made me explode.
"Get it, Bobby!" I told him. "Get it all this evening. I want you to have ... it all now. Oooooooohhh, Lordy-Lordy, I'm gonna cum a lot of cum in a minute. I'm sure gonna do it for you, Bobby. Ohhhh, you are making it so good back there. I just ... love you dicking my ass! That's got to be ... crrraaazzzyyyy! Arrrrggghhh, I'm cuming! I'm cuming! Unnnggghhh! Gaaahhhrrr! Aaaaaggghhh! Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm!! ! ! "
There was something about my asscrack that men just could not resist or hold back their juice. Bobby was working away, giving it all to me. His balls were banging against my ass-cheeks, and I felt him trembling and his wand grew stiffer up inside my entrails. I did what he loved most. I wiggled my wanton ass for him. He got so excited he could not hold back anything. I was going to get his juice. It was going to be deposited deep in my entrails where even he had never been before.
"Ahhhh, Ferrea!" Bobby cried. "I've got to cuuummmmm in your fine butt! Ooohhh shit, I've got to cum, baby! Ahhhh! Gaaaaahhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh!"
"I feel it!" I told him as the warm liquid filled my belly, and the wand moved easily, but faster and harder and much deeper. "I feel it. It's so hot and thick in my asss. Gracious me, I got my pussy hole in the wrong place. It's in back, when it should be in front. Umph, umph, ummmmmmm. I got an ass for a pussy, only I can't ... shit out a my front hole or piss outa the rear one."
"But it's the best hole in the world," Bobby told me. "Ahhhhhhh, goddamn that was good! Whhhhheeee wwww!"
"Well, you had better go ahead and get a little more. I've fallen love with it this way."
I was quite, quite serious about my feelings for Bobby. I was indeed madly in love with him, for no one had given my tender young body the pleasures he had given me so far, although I had just begun to enjoy sexual love. But for some reason I could not explain or understand right then, my asscrack had a better pleasure when it was being loved than anything else about me, even my clit. And Bobby seemingly had the right kind of wand to goose me with up there.
He told me all about how he loved goosing young bitches in heat in their rumps, but mine was better than all of the others put together.
So I said, "We can do it all the time, Bobby." And I turned over while he dragged his long dick out of my happy asscrack.
"Sorry," he said coldly. "I'm afraid we can't."
"You don't like me?" I asked sadly, feeling deeply hurt. All of those wonderful, beautiful thrills he had given me suddenly had vanished.
"Well," he said patiently, "you know how it is, Ferrea. You are a minor ... a kid, and I'm a grown man ... almost twice your age. Besides, I'm leaving Houston in a few days."
"Oh," was all I could utter right then, and the tears came crawling down my cheeks. "When ... are you leaving?" I whimpered.
"I told you. In a few days. Now, what'cha crying for?"
"Because I told you I love you, and now you tell me you're gonna cut out and leave me alone. That's not fair, Bobby, shit. Do you have to go?"
"Yeah," he nodded. "Afraid so. I hang around here, and I'll be in Huntsville in that goddamn prison before long. And, baby, that is no pleasure for any man, especially a man like me."
"I won't tell on you, Bobby!" I promised. "You just can't up and leave me like this. I started studying just so you would like all of me, and I would be smart for you and not dumb."
"I know, honey," he said. "Still ... I gotta go. And I'm gonna miss you, and really miss your fine butt. Gawd, I'll never find another one like yours, I know."
I raised up and then fell upon his chest and vibrated while I cried. "I'll be very careful, Bobby. No one will ever know. I swear it. And if they find out ... I'll lie ... I'll even die before I tell."
"You mean if I stay ... you'll let me fuck your ass any time I get ready?" he asked, and that turned me back into happiness.
"Sure, Bobby, sure!"
"Can I have some more right now?"
"Ohhh, yeeeessss!" I cried happily, rolling off him, turning over, then pushing my rump up in the air for him to pile in all of the cock he had, and his balls, too, if they could get in.
He got behind me and inserted his dick into my jism-filled crack and started pumping away. I was living again! I was getting my sensitive asscrack thrilled again.
"I'm gonna teach you how to use your pubcybruss muscles, baby," he promised me. "And all of your holes will be great!"
"What's ... pub..."
"I'll teach you later on. Just wiggle this fine ass for me."
"Okay, and I'm gonna cum for you, too." And I did.
Bobby kept his promise and began to teach me that evening how to suck cocks with my cunt, using my pubcybruss muscles, but it was the last thing he ever taught me.
It was years before I ever saw him again, but no one ever looked harder to find a man than Ferrea Mayo. I swear it!
CHAPTER SEVEN
FELLATIO: MOUTH AND THROAT SENSATIONS
So, there I was almost three years later ... lovely, sensual and free-spirited, awakening on a Sunday evening in hectic anticipation. I had three wealthy clients to meet. This would be the evening when these three business executives got their cocks sucked by the best little teenager in the world, if I was able to get them hard. In any event, I was to be paid three hundred bucks for sexually entertaining these men with my mouth and throat. Fellatio: mouth and throat sensations is what the men wanted, and I had promised to give for three hundred bucks.
In the years since I ran away from home in quest of Bobby Karras, this was not the first time I sold my body one way or another. But it was going to be the first time there would be only one sex act performed. As far as I knew, all three men were rich, fat, over fifty, and had small cocks I could easily swallow. The one I made the deal with had been honest with me, I thought. He had told me it might not be a very long night if I made each of the three cum quickly two times a piece, and they lived through it. On the other hand, it could very well be a long, long night if they had problems getting hard. I understood fully, and the three hundred bucks was easy money in this case, even if it did take all night long. But if they had life in their joints, I would get cum out of their balls.
At the time, I was living in a modest apartment building in the Hollywood area with my parents. They managed the building, and my daddy had another job as well. He drank and chased the wild women up and down the Sunset Strip, and quite often got involved with a homosexual passing as a female. He was a changed man since arriving in the Hollywood area. like it did to so many, many others, the Hollywood life got into his blood almost immediately, and conquered him.
Once my parents had found me in the beginning, they insisted that I return to school, which I did. But they did not have to make me stay. I loved it for several reasons. Number one, I was using my lovely body as I did back home to get extra training and grades according to the results of that training. The male teachers in five local schools in the area were never so happy. Number two, I was also studying to be a model. And with the money I made from hustling, I bought fine clothes to wear to school. I was, you might say, a snotty nosed little bitch as far as the other kids were concerned. But I was not the only teenage whore around. There were many other young girls that sold their tender young bodies, but got bad grades, used drugs and did not make the kind of money I made, nor did they have a future worth a damn waiting for them. And number three, I was able to help send my sister Cyril to an all-girl school up north she wanted to attend. This helped our parents, and kept Cyril out of my hair. She was getting to be a fine chick, and giving me plenty of competition. I was also nearly finished with my driving courses, too, and had saved up enough money to buy my own car as soon as I was able to get my permit. My parents were too busy these days shouting at one another to really give a damn about either one of their children. And since they believed I had a good paying job after school hours, they never did question me about what I made. They were too happy for me to share the expenses, and pay my own way without ever asking them for a damn dime.
By now I was a pretty well-developed girl for my age, and not many of those who looked at my body deemed me to be a teenager. But they did believe and feel that I was a girl around eighteen or nineteen. Those men I let love my body for a price never gave it a second thought. And over the years since I was last with Bobby, and he began to teach me how to use my pubcybruss muscles professionally, my pussy was well educated. And when a cock slipped off into its warm tenderness and hot jism, it was not long before I had sucked the cum out of their balls. My asscrack was equally educated. Once in this gap between my lovely thighs I used my muscles back there, too, and made cock after cock that invaded my hole vomit up their cream into my entrails within a matter of a few seconds. But usually, because it was how I really got my greatest kicks, I let the cock stay for a while if I was enjoying it.
Taking on at least ten men every day and night, except for the times when I had special all night dates, I usually got home around eight o'clock. Maybe I would get a call for another date or two. In the meanwhile I did my studying. My modeling classes were three nights a week, two hours each night from six till eight. My driving classes were at school, so that did not take up any of my special time. There were times, however, when things went a bit differently. Usually over the weekend, especially Friday and Saturday nights, I worked all night long. To come home with a thousand bucks was nothing for me. It was a habit of mine. Older men who had the bread were more than happy to spend a hundred bucks or better for my body and time. And since I had my own telephone in my room, I was often calling out to service special customers of mine during the night. A few were even sneaked into my bedroom to get my stuff. Those were really quickies.
That evening I wanted to be at my best. I figured if I gave a good performance for these three big shots, I would sooner or later be called in to entertain many of their wealthy friends, and the big money would really Come flowing in.
I would take a nice warm shower, make my face up to look older, dress in something provocative, and wear my favorite cologne. I was certain it would be effective as the rest of me, and enhance my youthful sexuality.
I threw my long legs over the side of the bed, stood to my feet, stretched while I yawned, then ambled into the bathroom. I stood before the mirror admiring my stature of mature femininity, particularly my young mountainous mammaries with the huge, but really huge nipples jutting out from their ends. How, oh, how they had developed over the years. Thirty-seven inches of voluptuous loveliness is what a man had in his hands when embracing those lovelies. My wide behind had increased its delightful roundness, too, measuring a sexily thirty-eight-and-a-half inches. It was just as lascivious as it had been three years before when Bobby was goosing it so beautifully for me. The damned hole back there was so sensitive I was willing to bet I had a hidden clitoris up inside somewhere as well as the one between my vulva lips.
I filled my shower cap with my hair and flicked on the shower and adjusted it to a tepid temperature and stepped under the fine spray of water.
I used my most expensive perfumed soap a wealthy gentleman customer of mine had presented me with. I soaped a dainty wash cloth and began to glide it over my smooth loveliness, and my flesh glowed in the moisture that covered it. I smiled and played around with my sensitive tittie nipples until they got rigid hard and began to throb.
Suddenly a strange face flashed before my eyes. It was the face of a middle-aged, very handsome man I had met once when departing an apartment building where I had sold my stuff all night long to a pretty well-off publisher in the city for a visit, and so young stuff like he bought from me. This handsome man's name was Tyran Bey. He was a dark Turk. And if I were to be honest with myself, he was more man than Bobby Karras ever could be. He was very well developed for his six foot frame, and his body rippled with muscles. I know because he was in bathing trunks when we met. I could not remember if I saw the print of his cock or not. The one thing I did remember was those big black eyes of his. Black diamonds were in his forehead, and he had long black wavy hair.
"Hello," I had said sweetly to this bronzed god. Of course I would flirt with any man I thought would pay for my stuff.
"Hi," he said to me. "You're new here, aren't you?"
"Just visiting," I said.
He had just gotten out of the pool and was drying himself off. I took the towel from him. I had to touch that beautiful body.
"I'm Ferrea," I said, beginning to roughly dry his back.
"Tyran Bey," he told me. Gawd, did he ever feel good. Where was his cock? I knew it had to feel better than any cock in the world. I had not even seen the print of it and my butt-hole was already whining and begging for it.
"You live here, Mister Bey?" I asked politely.
"At times," he said. "And the name's Tyran, okay?"
I was standing in front of him now, moving the towel over his hard chest. I think he even had muscles in his balls, cock, eyes, teeth, hair. Everywhere! He was beautiful!
"I don't live too far away," I said.
"Maybe we'll see more of each other," he told me, and I handed him back his towel.
"As good as you look, and feel ... it would be a sin for us not to."
"Where do you go to school?" he asked, and that shocked me so badly I was lost for words.
"I, er, I. . . "
"Never mind," he smiled. "As a matter-of-fact, I know you are studying to be a model. I write. Mostly free-lance stuff. Articles, short stories, things like that."
"Sounds interesting." I began to walk away. "I'll see you."
"Bet on it," he said definitely.
Yeah, Mister Bey was already creeping into my brain. I wondered why. I loved cock, and hadn't even seen the print of his. What was it about this man that gave me such beautiful erotic feelings just to remember him as it had been that first time. I had often thought about him. He always sneaked into my thoughts without me trying to think of him.
As I thought of Tyran's masculine body and handsome face, the nipples of my titties seemed to throb more violently. My cunt was twitching, and my clitoris was rocking back and forth between my vulva lips.
"Shit!" I exclaimed. "I'm getting hot!"
I tried to ignore the passion and flicked off the water and stepped out of the shower. I took a large towel and dabbed my loveliness dry, then sat before the mirror and made up my face carefully. I did not wish to put on too much makeup, just enough to look at least eighteen in the face. My body held its own maturity I never had to worry about.
I slipped into a pair of lemon-colored bikini panties and put on my lemon and black pants ensemble that embraced every voluptuous curve of my anatomy.
I turned and stared at my lovely behind, and Tyran's face flashed between it and my eyes, and my asscrack twitched. It was panting for a cock I had never seen. So was my mouth and pussy-hole. But I was determined to find Bobby and let him attend to my sexual needs, and forget about anyone else, including those that had been fortunate enough to get my stuff.
I got my large black leather handbag and hurried out of the apartment to the street. I had already ordered a cab earlier and told them what time and where to pick me up. In a moment it was there. The handsome black driver gave me a quick look, smiled, and opened the door for me. I gave him the address and he got in.
The gentleman that had contacted me promised to be very discreet. He had given me advice on how to get to the vacationing home they used for parties and other such happenings away from their wives. It was at Malibu Beach, and they would cover the taxi fare. So when the driver pulled up in front of the home, Mister Dunn, the man I had made the deal with, was there in the doorway waiting with a twenty in his hand. He smilingly handed it to me, while his eyes ate up my titties. I smiled, took the money and ran back to the cab and reached it to the driver and told him to keep the change.
It was a very cozy place. But I thought it was crazy, too. The bedroom was red. Even some of the furniture was red. And three horny old men were in their robes feeling their little cocks, trying to evoke a sensation that would bring them a hard-on.
Mister Dunn had done the introductions in the living room a moment before we all filled the bedroom. Besides Dunn, there was a tall and fat and slightly bald-headed man named Tommy Stubbs, and another shorter man that called himself Watson. Doctor Watson? .
"Your fee, Miss Mayo," Mister Dunn said, handing me three one-hundred-dollar bills. Then as I was putting the money away, they disrobed, and I could see balls and cocks and hands still fondling those sexual organs.
"Don't worry, gentlemen," I said, getting out of my clothes. "I will take good care of you all. Who will be the first to blow his balls?"
"Me," Dunn replied. I think he was the younger of the trio.
I looked at his four-inch soft prick as I sat down on the side of the bed beside him. I took it in my left hand and began to play with it. Ten to one it would be hard in a few seconds. But I had two others to take care of, too. So, with my right hand I stole the limp three inches of Mr. Watson and teased it. Dunn was doing just fine. His prick was growing and getting hard. Then Watson's began to grow. Stubbs felt left alone, and I didn't like that. I could handle the three perfectly well. But I had to do it my way.
I got up from the bed and went into the bathroom. I took the largest pair of glasses I could find and filled one with hot water, and left the second one empty. I was ready to cream the old farts as they had never been creamed before.
"All in the bed," I said to them.
"All?" asked Dunn. I guess he was the only one that could talk.
I nodded. "Yep. We're gonna have some fun, okay? Hot fun."
Watson was on the left side of the bed, Dunn was in the center, and Stubbs was on the right side. The bed was more than king-size. It was super-king-size. They had it designed for this kind of thing, and I appreciated it. My work was going to be easier than I had expected.
I took a mouth full of hot water and held it They all stared at me in deep wonder. I smiled and spit it out into the empty glass and bent over and took Dunn's prick into'my hot mouth. It ran to a hard-on. I sucked and tongued the head a little and it really got stiff ... all seven inches of it. Then I moved to Watson. He was half-hard, but once my half-hot mouth began to suck on his little stick, it sprouted to its maximum five inches, and was as hard as it had ever gotten. I got more warm water and then took Stubbs into my mouth. I sucked and played with his balls until he began to grow. I think he was even surprised. Now that I knew all three could get a hard-on prick for me to suck the cream out of, I let them play with my fine young body and enjoy themselves. After all, they had more friends with more one hundred dollar bills I could use.
Stubbs and Watson loved my titties and Dunn wanted a little of my cunt to suck on. Maybe in his younger days he might have been a good cuntsucker, but he was only teasing me right then. He could not find my nearly rock-hard clit, damn it! And I kept trying to push it against his tongue whenever he came close to it, or shove it off into his mouth. He would move elsewhere, so I gave up and went on sucking Stubbs now that I had him ready to cum.
He had let my tittie go in lure of that great cum-thrill he just knew little ole me was going to make him have. So with his joint as hard as ever, and my mouth hotter than ever, I fucked his dick with it for him. At the same time .Watson was being taken care of, too. I had my right hand on his cock jerking him off, but mostly just keeping his thing hard.
"That sure makes your mouth feel good, baby," Stubbs told me. He was wiggling his hips he was about ready to put in cold storage in a few more years along with his balls and dick. "Man, it that good sucking."
"Her hand isn't bad," Watson said, beginning to wiggle his hips.
Dunn crawled in beside Stubbs, placing him on the outside, and I quickly got his prick in my left hand and began jerking him off, also keeping him hard.
"Can't hold out ... much longer," Stubbs said.
"Hold on, baby. I want you to really have a good one when you do," I told him, and got more hot water in my mouth and started in on Dunn.
I swallowed his prick and held it in my hot mouth while it throbbed. "God ... damn!" he exclaimed. "Ooh, shit, she's got it in her throat, gents!" The way he was trembling he was going to shoot any minute. I had to leave him alone and get Watson ready. They were going to have a surprise later on.
I .swallowed Watson's prick to his delight. I looked up and he was gone off into the land of ecstasy. His eyes were closed, he was licking his lips as if he could feel his own cum already leaving his cock. "Ahhh!" he moaned. "Ahhhh! Ahhh! Ahhh. Good Lord, she really knows her business! I'm actually gonna cum III"
But not now, I thought, and moved back to Stubbs. His prick was still hard. I sucked on it some more, and tongued it from the head to his balls, then took his balls one at a time and rolled them around in the warm saliva in my mouth I was holding onto. Then I wiggled my tongue around his ass-hole and he nearly went off.
"Ahhh, baby, ahhhh!" Stubbs sounded off with pleasure. "God, that's so good!"
I moved over to Dunn. I let my little hot tongue plunge off into his asscrack while I jerked him off, but not completely. He was jerking and twitching while I did my work, until I knew he was not going to last another second. I came to his cock with my hot mouth and sucked vigorously. I swallowed it. I licked it all around the head and sucked his balls. When I took it back into my mouth he was ready. So was I.
"Ahhhh, shit!" Dunn cried out, working his hips faster than he had in a helluva long time. He was really going to burst his nuts, and maybe something else too. "Ahhhhhh, I'm gonna cum!"
"Cum, man!" the others urged him.
"Unnnggggghhhh!" Dunn cried out, and the slimy cream leaped into my mouth hot and thick. I sent it on its way to my belly, but never missed a stroke. The poor man's body was trembling, the orgasm was so intense. "Gaaaahhhhrrrrrr! Ooooooohhhhhhrrrrrr! Shit, that's the best suck I ever had!" I licked the head of his cock, swallowed it once more and sucked all of the juice out of it.
Then I moved over to Stubbs.
He was impatient, and his cock was harder than it had been when I last had it in my mouth. A little warm water in my mouth, I held it, spit it out and bowed over. I swallowed the old man's cock instantly. He was holding the back of my neck and trembling. The bastard was going to shoot off in my throat. "I'm cumming!" he cried out, and the juice flooded my throat. I could barely swallow, but was too professional at this point to get choked. "Unnnnggghhhh! Gaaaahhhhh! Oooooooohhhhhh! Ummmmmmmmm! Waaahhhooo!" Did he have a lot of juice in his balls. He turned my neck loose and I was able to come back to the head of his cock and drain it for him. I sucked until all available juice was gone. He went limp. I doubted if he would be able for a second time around thrill when it came his turn again. I moved on to Watson.
The old man was smiling, and his cock was rock-hard too. It was my feeling right then that seeing and listening to the others get their rocks enhanced their passions, and increased the stiffness in their cocks. Anyway, Fellatio; mouth and throat sensations were never greater for the two I had already taken care of. I knew they would be plenty happy when we departed. My job now was to let the last one have his pleasures. And he wanted to straddle me and fuck me in the mouth. So I got a pillow and placed it under my head and he got in position.
Watson began to shove his little cock off into my hot mouth, while I moved my lips up and down the shaft all the way to his groin. Seeing me do this to the others had gotten him as hard as he was, and seeing and feeling me do it to him was going to make his prick sick. He would soon be vomiting up his orgasm for me. I was ready. The cup was empty and waiting for his juice to fill it. I got hold of his balls with one hand and shoved a hot finger up his ass-hole with the other, and the juice shocked him. "Goddamn!" he cried out in painful ecstasy. "I'm gonna ... cuuummmm! Ooooohhhhhhh! Ooooooooohhhhh! Now! Now!" And he was not lying. The juice, loaded up my mouth, and some trickled-down from the comers and he took his hand and pushed it back inside of my mouth while he continued to cum. "Unnnggghhhh ! A aaaarrrrggghhh ! Ummmmmmmmm!'
I took his pecker in both my hands and milked what little juice remained off into my mouth. It was wide open and they all saw the last few drops fall in and then disappear. I'll be goddamned, they actually applauded.
"You're terrific!" Watson said, kissing my left tittie.
"She's really great," Stubbs broke down and admitted.
"I told you guys," Dunn bragged. "I told you she was an expert."
Maybe I was. And if I was, I should be able to get another three hundred bucks out of the old farts. I got their cocks so hard and their bodies so hot, and brought them as close to an orgasm as I could without them having one, and pretended they were being difficult. They were eager to have that last thrill, and promised to give up another hundred a piece if I hung in there and got them off. As a pro, as soon as I got the money I let them all get off, and that was within minutes after I had taken each cock back into my hot mouth to suck, one after the other. I think they were all still feeling the thrills at the same time when I finished with the last one. And I had no doubts I would be doing this again with them, also with their friends. My hot mouth, in their cases, would get me a lot of cum and dough as well.
CHAPTER-EIGHT
BRAIN: PASSION'S CONTROL CENTER
"Auuuggghhh!" I was moaning the instant Tyran's hot and hard tongue struck my sensitive clitoris between my vulva. "Unnnngggghhh! Gaaaahhhhrrrrrr!" Gawd, I was really cumming something beautifully. No man, not even Bobby Karras, had creamed me this way. " Aaaarrrrrrggghhh! Aiiiiyyy! Aiiiieeee Yaaaahhhh! Ummmm! Ummmmm! Suck, baby, suck. Good Gawd, suck! Ohhhh shit, it's guuuddd to-o-o m-m-meee!"
This was mynineteenth birthday and, truthfully, I was getting the best present anyone could have given me that day. Tyran Bey was eating my cunt up. I've known men to eat pussy before, but this one was even eating the hole. My clitoris had long ago passed out, and my pussy's hole was filled with jism before he came to feast.
I knew Tyran wanted to be with me. Off and on I had visited my client in the apartment building where he lived, and never failed to see Tyran when I came out. He obviously saw me going in, and made it his business to be near the swimming pool later on when I departed.
I knew I was a freak when it came to real sexual love. I had an ass-hole that needed to be dicked more than my cunt. And to enjoy dickings, the man had to know what he was doing, and have cock enough to please me. So when I discovered that Tyran was thirty-six and traveled all over the world, I figured he had to be a man of great sexual knowledge. I figured he would probably give my asscrack the satisfaction it needed and craved, please my well-developed cunt, and if I was fortunate, my mind and body. I had to idea the man was going to make my brain cum.
"See you again, beautiful," Tyran had said earlier when I met him at the pool.
"Seems to be a habit," I told him.
"Too bad your friend wasn't home today."
"I don't think so," I said. "Today's my birthday, and I just dropped..."
"You're a teenage whore," he cut in firmly. Boy, this was a real man who pulled no punches. And I was willing to bet he was one helluva fighter in the clinches, and could stand toe to toe with any young bitch. I had thought of him as being beautifull built, but quite timid for a man. He was a dominant. It was in the sound of his voice, those big black eyes of his, and on that handsome face. "So," he went on, "since you're selling your stuff to old men who can't give you what a lovely bitch like you needs, why not take on a middle-aged man that can."
"You got the bread, you're on. A hundred bucks?"
"You should pay me, slut," he grinned. "When was the last time you really had a good, intense orgasm that sent you into orbit?"
He was reading me as though I was one of his articles or short stories. "I, er..."
"You're supposed to be an expert. Well, if you can break my balls, baby, you belong in my life, and not in any others. On the other hand, if I break yours, there's no doubt where you belong. You belong in my bedroom whenever I say ... bathroom ... living room ... doorway, car, shithouse, kitchen, or wherever."
"You're a bastard!" was all I could say to this handsome deity.
"Cut the bull. You want good sucking and fucking, and that lovely behind of yours properly loved? Yeah, sure you do. So get'cha fucking freakish ass into number four-two-nine."
"For nothing?" I wondered, and had already started walking away from the pool with him.
"A fucking-sucking birthday present," he grinned.
I thought of all the things I had learned, particularly those I had learned from Bobby. Tyran Bey would give up his cream in less than a minute. I'd laugh in his handsome dark face, put on my clothes and wiggle my fine ass out of his apartment leaving him depressed, hurt and probably impotent for the rest of his life.
"I have to make a call," I told him while he unlocked his door.
"Call God and ask him to have mercy, because I won't."
"You ... dislike me for some reason," I said, entering the apartment ahead of him.
"Despise you," he said frankly. "How old are you today? Sixteen? Seventeen? More like sixteen. Right? Selling it for how long? Doesn't matter. At least you're not an addict. You're looking for something. Something I believe you might have had at one time, and lost it. Man? Usually that's the case. A lousy man." He pointed to the phone.
He knew me as if he had written the story of my life and I was just getting around to living it. I frowned away from him to the couch and sat down and picked up the phone. I dialed the number and got my mother on the line to tell her I might be late for that birthday dinner she promised me.
When I had finished with the call and hung up, Tyran was buck-naked! My eyes immediately, without hesitation, darted to his crotch, and there I discovered the most beautiful cock the world owned. All my holes began to burn. My pussy walls were sweating their jism into that hole, my rear-end felt like it was going to piss, my nostrils were suddenly draining liquids, and my ears were popping as if I were at a very high altitude.
He jerked me to my feet roughly, but not as rough as he could have been. It was just that he was so powerfully strong and I was so fragile. His hot eyes beamed into mine. They were ultimately dominating, and more erotic than any cock shoved up into my holes had ever been. I felt that his eyes could make me do my business if he continued to hotly stare at me the way he was.
I stepped closer to this deity of my own volition. He took me into his strong arms and drew me tight against his naked body. I was wearing a pair of corduroy pants, a wine colored blouse, and
"Your thought ... don't mean shit right now."
"You mean ... you dig women like men?"
"Intimately? Indeed. Who wants a dull ass lady in bed when he can have a lovely bitch? They're exciting ... do it all with hot pleasure and torrid passion."
"And if I were yours ... I'd be a lady at times, huh?"
"Or get your pretty neck broken."
I most certainly believed that. But he was not threatening me like most men would. Tyran was trying to tell me how much he was in love with me.
"On your knees, whore, and suck my cock," he demanded manly.
Gawd, I loved the way he was ordering me about. No man I knew had ever done this. Maybe I had not met a man until now. Certainly never one with such a huge, but beautiful cock to have all I wanted, anyway I wanted. Ohhh, my ass-hole was going to shit again. I knew that big hunk of meat that was already at least a foot long and four inches thick was going to make me cum shit out of my excitable and excited rump hole.
I took hold of the giant of all giants with both hands and eased the tip of my tongue around the dark, bald head ever so gently. I was making love to a cock for the first time since I had been with Bobby. But I never thought it was that way at the moment. The king began to grow! It began to stiffen! It got longer and thicker! My Gawd, he was deformed! I could just barely get my mouth over the head, and the fool it belonged to was-likely to up and shove it down my throat any moment, and choke the hell out of me. But I was wrong. He was more gentle than any man could be with his size that was all right then, now that I had stepped out of my shoes.
Tyran's fingers came up under my chin and tilted my head back, and moved his mouth down to meet mine. Our lips parted, and my tongue jutted between his lips and into his mouth. His tongue met mine and we teased and stimulated each other that way for a long time. Now his hot hands came upon my behind and caressed it gently, ever so gently. I felt the warmth of his hands through my pants. They were not like most men's hands are. I sensed these hands were intelligent, even educated, and knew just how to handle my kind of rump. It was as if he had been doing it all his life. After all, he had said that when he was finished with me I would forget about all the other men and belong to him. I was ready to believe that. Deep down I wanted it. He was still kissing me, and my past was becoming blurred, about to disappear into permanent oblivion.
"Oooh shit," I sighed when he turned me loose. "You, er, you really kiss, don't you?"
"Expecially when one has such succulent lips and delightful tongue as you," he whispered against my lips. "Get naked, bitch!"
"Huh?" I was lost for words. It was always like that with him.
"Get ... naked," he said again.
"You also called me a bitch," I snapped.
"My bitch," he told me. "And I said it with love, bitch."
And as if I truly was his bitch, I was getting out of my clothes as fast as I could. "I wouldn't think a man like you would care to be associated with a young whore, Mister Bey." and strength.
My mouth was filled with warm saliva, and I was no longer afraid or reluctant to give the giant a good sucking. I sank my mouth six inches down the shaft and that was as far as it would go. It was as if I was having my tonsils removed, and a doctor had his arm in my throat. But, oh, the thrill, the thrill! I was really getting juiced up between my vulva, because my pussy was spitting out its jism as fast as the walls released it.
I took a break and sat back on my haunches. "You-er, wouldn't hurt me, would you?"
"You can take it, baby," he told me.
"Not what I mean."
"Will you be mine?"
"Maybe?"
"My bitch, I mean."
"The word is still maybe."
"If you are, you'll suck this cock whenever and wherever I say."
"Yeah. Sure."
"Say it, bitch!" he demanded strongly.
"If I'm yours, I'll suck your dick whenever and wherever you say.
"And give me all that pink pleasure between your thighs?"
"And give it all to you."
"And give up that lovely behind of yours, too. Right?"
I had to take a look at King Cock before I answered that one. And seeing it beginning to reach out toward my face like an arm or even a leg, I wanted it right then in all my holes. I licked my lips and smiled up to him. "You bet," I said. "You can get this one in my ass-hole, baby? It's all yours." I took his dick back in my hands once more and got ready for the erotic thrills of my life. "We have something in common," I was saying as I tried to figure put what to do with the King in my hands.
"I know," he said. "I've wanted a chick with an ass like yours as you've wanted a dick like mine. You must have the finest behind in all the world. And if you become mine, I'll run a red-hot iron up there for you if you give it to anyone else."
"You dig it that much?"
"Believe it. Now suck and shut up. I'm ready."
Gawd, the King was stiff. Well, Bobby Karras was by far the greatest lover I'd ever had, but this was the biggest and most beautiful dick in all the world.
I nibbled the head of the King, then licked it all around. I never wanted to stop. It even tasted as good as it felt, or even better. I caressed it with my lips, inching my way downwards, wishing I could swallow the lovely organ. But I would do well to take this one in my well-developed gash between my thighs.
"Let me sit down, lovely bitch," he said, and I held onto his dick while he sat. We both had to turn around, but I was not going to let go his dick for a second.
He sat on the couch and spread his legs wide open and lay back. I bowed over the King and sank my warm mouth over the head and began to suck and fuck it with my mouth and both hands. Then I felt his hands come to the back of my head, and I felt myself choking already. He was going to make me swallow the King of Cocks! He was feeling my hair, loving it with his fingers, but at the same time he was also pulling me forward. As strong as he was I had no defenses available but my teeth. And no woman in her right mind would harm a beautiful dick like that. I was more than halfway down and it was in my throat. The thrill I had longed for for so many months, even years, was back again, but twice as intense as before.
He was a master stud for sure, because I, a master cocksucker, sucked for more than an hour. All his dick did was get harder and harder.
"Enough, slut," he told me. Then he stood up and jerked me to my feet and led me into the bedroom.
There he spun me around and pulled me into his arms. His hands grabbed my naked ass-cheeks. "Sonofabitch!" he said. "You're too goddamned beautiful to believe. And your butt is sinfully lascivious."
And those were the hips he was going to love, and between them an asscrack, and I do mean asscrack when it came to his dick, also twitching and almost talking it wanted the kingly cock so badly. I had a cunt that was weeping, and a clitoris that was trying to see. It had never been as nervous as it was right then. The poor darling was on the verge of having a heart attack. My cunt was going to have a stroke, and my ass-hole was coming down with the swine flu! It had already developed a high fever that would blow the mercury out of a thermometer into outer space.
He began to hotly love my titties, licking across the top of one, then moving on to the other. Gawd, he had a long tongue. It dragged across my flesh slowly and ever so patiently, then he found a nipple he fell in love with and decided to burn it off, or suck it away like candy would melt in his mouth. That was when I got the hots between my thighs and in my brain: passion's control center.
"Ahhhnnn!" I gasped ecstatically. "Ahhhnnnn! Oooh, it feels so good. Uhhnnn! Uhhhnnn! Oooh shit, I love that. Ooh goddamn, that's so guuud! Wooouuuwwwweeeee, it's guuuddd!"
"You can do better than that," he told me. "Don't hold anything back, baby."
"And you've got more dick than the law should allow," I said.
"But you're a whore, and you're gonna take every inch of it anyway I give it to you."
"I'm not complaining, baby," I said. "I'm falling in love with it. My behind is trying to talk my cunt into loaning it my clit. But little does my behind know ... it already has a clit."
He lay me back onto the bed as if I were an infant. But I was not. I was a young whore about to get the sucking and fucking of my lifetime, and I knew deep down I would surely forget there was ever a Bobby Karras.
"How do you want me?" I wondered.
"Hot and bitchie," he replied. "And in bed, of course."
"On my stomach or back?" I grinned.
"In my embrace," he softly said, ever so softly, and eased me down to the bed and turned the covers back.
I slithered between the satin sheets and he moved in beside me, his mammoth dick throbbing anxiously. How badly it seemed to want to penetrate my slimy pussy and fuckable ass-hole. But his mind wanted all of me from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet, and especially all of what was inbetween. Yeah, I was going to get it good, then extra-good, and finally ultra-good. I was as nervous as a virgin, an inhibited one at that.
"Er, you're really gonna, er, give it to me, aren't you?" I muttered and tried to smile. Lust was in my eyes, ecstasy in my thin voice that trembled.
"Uh-huh," he grunted softly, his mouth moving eagerly on mine.
I opened wide to give him my kiss from deep within, only to discover he came to take possession of my soul! As we torridly tongue-kissed, I felt my entire being becoming enervated by this gentile of all kisses, his provocation and manipulation of my mourn and tongue with his. His tongue rolled softly and tenderly over my lingual member beneath it, back over it again, then sucked vigorously and hungrily at it. I felt him tickling my. clit and he had not even touched it yet. I gripped him about his masculine shoulders and pressed my hot tits firmly against his hard, bare chest, as if to bore holes into it with my rigid nipples. They were on fire at the ends of my mammaries. And my body was beginning to steal from the hot pleasure it was receiving during this unbelievably beautiful and exciting manifestation of dominating love. My body began to purr as the sensations surged through it. My blood became thin as it grew hot and was heading for the boiling point, but his kiss continued. Our mouths were juiced up with saliva we swapped back and forth. And my quivering pussy hole told me it was being made happier now by this performance than it had ever been before, even when it was getting fucked. As for my ass-hole, the center of my most intense orgasmic thrills, it began to tremble, it was so excited. I would shit, so help me God, when this man plunged his King Cock off into it. Not because of pain and miseries, but because my cum would turn into shit, it would be so damned thick, and the only way anything could come out of my hole in the rear as proof of the thrill it received.
I felt his strong right hand ease between my parted thighs, and unfolded my pussy lips, then raided my blinded, intoxicated clit. It was deep pleasure instantly. "Uhhhhhnnnn!" I gasped, and moved my hips in wanton rhythm with the evil fingers manipulating my helpless clit. I felt my first orgasm burst in a moment, and had to hold on to him and scream to contain my sanity. "Aaaaaaiiiieeeee!" I cried out aloud, but continued to work my hips while T enjoyed the fingers between my well-developed cunt. "Aaaaaaiiiiiyyyyyyy!, Ooh, baby, I'm doing my business! Er, I'm creaming! I'm ... doing it ... for y-y-you! Ooh, goddamn it's good to me. Ooh shit, man, am I ever creaming! Ooh, goddamn this is better than I've ever been fucked! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Oooooohhhh! Oooooohhhhhrrrr!! ! ! ! "
"like I told you, pretty baby, you just found what you've been looking for," he bothered to inform me.
I believed him! And that frightened the hell out of me. He was thirty-six, I was eighteen. What kind of couple did that make us? He was twice my age. But so was Bobby Karras.
"It is better than fucking," I whimpered. "It's so good. . . ! "
"I hope not," he said.
"Oh. I, er, I didn't mean it that way," I apologized. "It's just that ... well, you're different. It ... it makes me feel different."
"Of course," he told me. "I'm not playing games with your body. I'm making love to it with love. You keep Working your hips, bitch."
"Fast or slow?" I whined, working them all kinds of ways.
"You're doing beautiful. Doesn't matter as long as you mean it."
"I'll be goddamned if I don't," I said, and removed my hands from his shoulders and lay them on both sides of me and began to pop my fingers. "Freak me off, Tyran! Freak this bitch off!! ! "
"I can only freak off a bitch."
"I'm a bitch, dammit! Please ... freak ... me ... oooooffffff!"
"My bitch?" Gawd, he was torturing me!
"U-huh. Ooh shit, you're really ... working ... with my ... my clit! Oooh shit, that's too guuudddd! Ooooh, goddamn, I'm ... creaming like hell! Freak me off! Freak me ... oooofffff! I'm ... gonna ... b-beeee your ... b-b-bbitch! Ahhhnnnn! Ahhhnnn! Ahhhnnn! Aggghhh! Aggghhhh! You're. . . doing it t-t-to-o-o-o-o m-m-m-meeeee! You're ... freaking me ... ooooofffff! Unnnnggghhh! Aaaaaggghhhh! Gaaaahhhrrrr! Aaaarrrrggghhh!"
He continued to manipulate my clit torridly, now and then sucking hotly upon one of my nipples. This enhanced my pleasures, and I began to twist my head from side to side and continued to pop my fingers. Gawd, I felt ecstatic like never before.
His hot tongue dragged along slowly down the center of my belly, and he moved his body away from me. My cunt was already wide open for he had not removed his fingers. I tensed up, because I knew then that this man's long, hot tongue struck pink lightning that would surely blaze through my soul without touching my flesh. My flesh would be encased in electrifying pleasure. Then he was there parting my pussy lips further apart to get right at the core of my soul, my vulnerable clit!
"Wooooouuuuuwwweeeeeee!" I screamed, and raised my body up off the bed to let my pussy meet his face. "You're creaming me! I am doing ... my ... buuusssiiinnneeessss! Good Gawd, I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnngggg!"
"Keep cumming, baby," he told me. "Don't stop," he said, and went back to eating me.
"How ... can ... I? You've got your ... magic ... tongue fucking around my ... cllliiittttt! Ooooooohhh, I'm cumming! Freak me off, damn you! Freak ... m-m-m-meeeee ooooooooofffffff!! ! ! ! "
I tried to concentrate on his actions. His hot, long tongue moved up and down between my vulva lips, around the contour of my cut, back and forth across it, roping a ring of fire around the damned thing. I almost twisted off the bed. "Waaaaaahhhhhhhooooooo!" I bellowed. My eyes were filled with tears, pleasure had pushed into them. Nooooo! I was cumming from my eyes! The man eas electrocuting my cunt! "Yyyyyaaaaaahhhhhh! Yyyyyeeeeeeaaaaaaa!! ! ! ! " I twisted, wiggled my hips, popped my fingers, whimpered, cried, begged and pleaded. If he continued eating, there would be nothing left to fuck but my ass-hole, and God only knew what he would do to that little crack and the entrails up inside of it when the time came. At the moment I the one still cumming. "Uhhhnnnn! Oooohhhhhh! Ooohhh! Ooohhhh! Oooohhh! I'm still ... cumming! I'm your ... f-f-f-freak! I'm ... your ... goddamned freak! Freak your freak ooooooffffff! Ooooooohhhhhhh, Gawd, have mercy! Ummmmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmmm!! ! ! ! ! ! "
CHAPTER NINE
APHRODISIACS: HANDS, LIPS, TONGUE, AND DICK
My thighs were so far apart, they felt like two other bodies I owned. Tyran placed his hands behind my knees and lifted them, raising my sizzling hot pussy hole up to his face. I propped my feet on his shoulders and my knees fell away to opposite sides, and I deliberately, willingly shoved my pussy up to him to enjoy, and bring me the pleasure I had been searching for. But he hesitated, and I began to tremble.
"Oooh, please don't stop eating me," I begged. "Eat my cunt! Please ... stick your tongue in it for me. Please, I beg you ... freak me off like that. I know you can do it better than anyone! Do it, baby. Eat my pussy up!! ! "
With those words still an echo in my mind, he sent his tongue up into my juicy pussy hole, and I reared up on my shoulders and got off a tremendously powerful and excruciating orgasm. "Aaaaaaiiiiiieeee! Oooohhhh my Gawd! Ooooohhhhhh! Oooooohhhhhrrrrrrr!! ! " I clinched the sheets to my sides with my hands and whimpered in solid rapture that had enveloped me. My body was Tyran's prisoner, a prisoner of the fires he created between my thighs, to the naughty, merciless tongue probing, digging, plunging, wiggling, retreating in and out of my cunt. My body jerked and twisted automatically, of its own volition, because thrills had my senses encased within it, and there was no escape route available, nor did I seek one.
"Love my pussy, Tyran!" I demanded. "Love it ... all! I ... give it ... all to you. Take it! Eat it up, baby! Eat ... the whole thing ... up! Don't ... leave any! Don't ... leave ... a drop!! ! "
While encased in my ecstatic thrills, I did not know what all to expect next from the mouth and tongue between my thighs that was licking and sucking and gnawing at my dizzy clitoris. I did not know what to expect next from the wicked tongue that continued to periodically plunge off into my gasping pussy hole. And I had no idea at all why his fingers that had suddenly begun to manipulate my clit while he tongue-fucked my pussy felt better than anything I had ever experienced before. All I knew and really gave a damn about was the man working down there. It has been said that love is work put to action. Well, as God as my witness, the man between my thighs had to love his work and what he was working with better than anything else. He was loving the cream out of me with every touch. When I put him all together down there, he was a physical aphrodisiac.
Suddenly his right hand moved away, and my cunt almost fainted. But his index and middle fingers plunged off into my sensitive asscrack and began to stab me six inches up inside. And an entirely new and different ecstasy pervaded me, and took command of my senses that remained.
" Jjjjjeeeeeezzzzzzzz! Oooooh Gawd, ooooohhhhhhh!" I cried to no avail. The man was going to follow my demands and eat me up as well as prepare me for vaginal and anal fuckings I would die away into and never live elsewhere. My body moved in hot rhythm with those fingers and his tongue and the thumb working on my clit. My thrills came in cum-flurries, and the spasms would not turn me loose, nor would the thrills and pleasures I suffered so intensely. Orgasms were coming in doubles, and I had no control over my muscles, glands organs or the blood that was now like lava in my veins. I was sinking deeper and deeper into my own abyss, my own enflamed chasm, feeling the hellish fires of passion leap up incessantly to embrace my flesh and fry it, take all of my mind, senses and soul away from me.
"Ooooooohhhh!" I moaned. "Ooooh Gawd, I'm ... d-d-d-doing my business ... so ... guuuuddddd! Oooooohh, this is Heaven. Aaaaggghhhh! Unnnggghhh! Gaaaaahhhrrrr! Uuuummmmmmm! Do it to me, baby, do it to your young bitch! I need ... your dick in my ... h-h-hoooolllleee! Put it in me ... please. Please ... you ... just ... gotta ... fuuuccccckkkkk m-m-m-meeeee! Fuck me, damn you! I need it! I really do, you know. Give it to me, please. I'll give you all my pussy. I'll be your bitch. I am your bitch. I'm your bitch! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Your bitch is cumming! Your ... bitch ... is ... c-c-c-cuuuummmiiinnnggggg!! ! " Now I knew what an aphrodisiac or aphrodisiacs in this case were. They were Tyran's hands, lips, tongue, and, undoubtedly, his King Cock. In a moment I would be certain of what the latter really was.
Tyran eased his fingers out of my butt-hole, his tongue out of my pussy, took his thumb away from my clit, and my body trembled down to the bed. I moved my feet from his shoulders and spread my thighs open as wide as they would go. He would need all the room he could get. I watched him, still whimpering, crawling up between my thighs, holding his elongated, thick, hard, bountiful dick in his hands. I looped my arms about him and felt him place the head of the King at the mouth of my spasming split beaver that had turned dark red. I concentrated deeply as I felt the dick's head opening up the mouth of my pussy further apart in all directions that anything had ever done before. Right then I was getting ready to do some more intense creaming. The thrill was beyond my comprehension. All I know was that I was in the mood for cumming. The head split, and I do mean split, my slimy cunt opened. "Aaaaaawwwwoooooo!" I bellowed in pleasure I had only dreamed of for years. "Awwww! Awwww! Awwww!" I lifted my body up to accept the rest of the giant. I knew I was well developed down there between my thighs, but the King of Cocks seemingly had to force itself into my hole! "Unnnfff!" I gasped. "Unnnfff! Unnnfff!" It was no cumming for me right then. I had to get the King up in me first. And every inch of its thickness was touching the inner walls of my hole. Even the blood vessels were whimpering and crying, sending jism flowing into my pussy. I had been tight for Bobby, and really tight in the beginning. And he had stretched me good. Some other men had been large and kept me stretched. But, compared to all of them, what was coming into me now was making my hole, as well as me, believe that I was virgin stuff all over again, and that no other dick had ever been inside my hole.
"Ooh shit, you're huge!" I exclaimed my complaint as the King's head slipped inside my hole. "Ooooohhhh shit, that hurts me a little. Ooooohhhh, baby, oooooohhhh! Take it easy! Shit, you're a real stallion, you know. Not a miniature one, either ... a fully grown one."
"But you're gonna take it, aren't you, bitch?"
"You know I am," I whispered sweetly against his right cheek. "Go on, give it to me. Give it all to me, baby. Give it to me deep and hard, and your bitch'll take it. . . take it all for you."
"You want all, pretty baby?"
I looked up into his face with sexy eyes. "Yes. Yes, I want every beautiful inch of it in me." I held my pussy up to his dick and felt the mammoth beauty sink inside of my weeping hole until twelve of his long thick inches were in. Not one iota of jism was going to escape, not a whiff of air. Nothing. More dick was in that eighteen-year-old girl that should have been in a mare in heat. And that girl was me, and I loved it. But more was to come. I lifted my thighs into the air and caught my ankles with my hands and brought them down beside me, and the bountiful cock plunged into the depth of my womb. "Ahhh, fuck me, baby!" I cried in demand, holding my pussy hole up to the man's hard, masculine body with his King Cock embedded in my whining, but happy cunt. "Fuck me guuudddd! I need it badly. I need a good one, baby. Give me a good one. My pussy's ... all yours. Give your pussy ... a good fucking! A birthday fucking!"
Tyran's mighty body began to writhe, pulling the strong dick half way out, then slamming it to the bottom. Each time it seemed that the organ was going to break through my back, or leap into my frightened bladder or belly. But I couldn't feel anything but the wonderfully wonderful excitement I had craved all my life. I was so happy and thrilled that at the same time I had to cry.
I loved the King Cock diving and rising in and out of my slobbering pussy hole. It was like he had his arm up inside me, feeling my ovaries, caressing my womb, operating on all of my insides at once with an electric knife. My blood was going to turn into boiling oil, my kidneys and liver were going to exchange places, my heart and lungs would dance, while my skin crawled off my body and my flesh melted into my bones, and my shit turned into cream.
"Unnnggghhh! Unnnggghhh! Unnnggghhh! Awwww, you're fucking me beautifully, baby," I told the master cocksman I was surrendering all of my deep crotch to right then. "Awwww, Lordy-Lordy, I'm ... getting the shit ... fucked outa me. Oooh, this is so good. I'm doing my business, baby. I'm creaming for you. I'm ... really doing it for you. You're creaming me with your sweet dick. I'm spending ... all. . . my cream ... just for you! Fuck, baby, fuck! Fuuuuccccckkkk m-m-m-m-meeeeee!"
He took me at my word, and hammered his dick into my spasming pussy harder and as deep as I could take it. At least three inches were still outside. What a shame. Oh Gawd, I have to have those inches in me. But in all reality, he was no longer screwing me, but literally giving my pussy hole the fuck of my life. And I was thrilled when those other three inches pushed their way up inside me. "Ahhhhhhhh!" I cried out as they twisted my womb to the side, but pleasure straightened it out for me. I wiggled my hips as I strained to accommodate all of his wand, holding my cunt up to take all he gave. He was burying his pipe deep into my slimy hole, and pushing out pleasure. "Unnnngggghhhh! Gaaaaahhhhrrrr! Aiiiyyy! Aiiiyyy! Aiiiyyy!" I was sweating heavily. He was drenched in perspiration, and our bodies were glistening under the light as if someone had poured oil over us. "Get that pussy, baby! Your bitch is giving it all up. Can't ... you ... feeeel it?"
"I feel it, baby," he told me, and kept right on ramming his pipe. "You keep on wiggling your fine ass I gotta fuck later on."
"Whenever you're ready, it's ready. I swear it is. It's my best hole, you know. I ... really ... is ... AAAAAARRRGGGGGHHHHHhhhhhh!"
I spent so many intense orgasms until I felt certain I was one myself. I thrilled so many times to the pounding that my pussy hole took until it felt as if it was the only part of my body with life in it.
I smiled.
I cried.
I moaned and groaned. I huffed and puffed.
I whimpered and died away into the pleasure that constantly, incessantly shot through my body, mind and soul, until I became that very same pleasure. "Aiiiiieeeee, I'm c-cummiingg c-c-cuuummmmmiiinnnggg!! ! "
The big thick long dick began to grow and throb. Tyran's bulk of muscles began to twitch, his powerful body began to tremble, and his writhing became uneven and faster. My Gawd, I thought, he's gonna cum! Then, after all this time, I thought of the pleasures I could have given him by using my pubcybruss muscles.
I made him hold up, I think, and stretched my legs out in the bed, looped my arms around his neck and tightening my cunt around his dick, which was quite easy for me to do to such an organ. Then I milked it. Nothing happened. I really, really held it tight as I could when I came down from the shaft to the head, loosened up my muscles as I went back up, tightened them up again, but nothing happened. I held his face in my hands and he was smiling.
"Not this one, bitch," he told me. "Milk all you wanna. I cum when I wanna cum. I was doing fine until you started trying to be professional. You get professional ... when I tell you to. Now you just lay back and fuck like a normal girl with no educated cunt."
"Just ... wanted to please you," I said, feeling deeply hurt.
"You really wanted to please me?" he bothered to ask.
Tears were in my eyes. "Yes. Yes, I really wanted to please you. I wasn't trying to be professional."
"Wanted my cum, did you?"
"Yes," I whined.
"Okay. Put your hands behind your fucking head and open up your legs as wide as they'll go, wiggle your ass, hold your cunt up to me, and I'll fill it for you."
As if I were a robot being given orders, I obeyed my master. I placed my hands behind my head, opened my legs and thighs as far as they would go, wiggled my ass, and held my cunt up to get deep-fucked while he came. We were looking one another in the eyes. He was reading the pleasures on my face, and I was waiting to receive his cream and see his on his face.
"Took all that dick, didn't you?" he said, pumping away mightily.
"Uh-huh," I grunted. Gawd, he was fucking the hell out of me.
"Loved it too, didn't you, bitch."
"Yes! Yessssss! Yessssss! And ... I'm cumming!! ! I'm..." .
"Shut up and talk to me," he demanded softly. "Feels good, doesnt it?"
"Yes, baby, it sure does. I'm ... cumming right ... now..."
"I know. I feel your pussy spasmin."
"You got all your dick in me. You should feel it."
"It's the best I've ever had, baby. Suck my dick with your sweet pussy."
"Oh, can I?" Goddamn, that made me so happy.
"Now. I'm gonna shoot in a minute."
I worked my hips and made my pussy work for me. I sucked his dick while we stared into each other's eyes, watching pleasure with pleasure. He began to frown and grit his teeth, then he slightly smiled and really trembled. I was going to get his juice!
"Goddamn, it's good!" he exclaimed, maddened by the pleasure my suction cup was giving his staff. "Ooooohhhhhh shit, I'm gonna burst my fucking balls! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Aaaaaarrrrggggghhhhhh!! ! ! "
"Cum, baby, cum!" I cried, cumming with him. "Cum! Cum! Fill my cunt with your sweet juice! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!"
I felt it filling my pussy hole, and as he moved his dick in and out, the jism ran out of my crack over my ass-cheeks, warm and thick. I believe my asscrack got a taste and wanted more.
We continued looking into one another's eyes and faces as we exploded together. Ecstasy, bliss, rapture, and pleasure had united into one thrill. We were trembling and vibrating, reeling and rocking in the grasp of this great passion tidal wave. Then I turned aside and cried, I was so happy.
Tyran kissed my cheeks. He kissed my ears, my neck. He nibbled at my chin and my earlobes. He kissed my hair, my eyes, then ran his long, hot tongue over the top of my sweaty tits and found a crying nipple and embraced it. Didn't he ever stop?
I hugged him with all my strength. I locked my pussy lips at the base of his dick and held on with all my strength, never wanting to let go.
I blushed when we looked at one another again. Words, I thought, had no meaning in this moment I lived. They had no place in this time slot. The look upon his face as well as the look upon mine said more than words could have said. He saw the pleasure and happiness he had brought to me, and I saw what I had given him. What more could words have said? And if said, they would never have meant the same.
Eventually he said, "You make a lot of money, huh?"
I could have died. "I make money. Yes."
"Sucking and fucking and getting it in that lovely ass-hole?"
I was whimpering I was so deeply hurt. "Yessss..." I burst out into tears. "I ... "
"Shhhhhhh!"
"I ... "
"Quiet, bitch," he said softly. "You're mine now. No more hustling. No more fucking and sucking and getting that crack between your lovely ass-cheeks burs ted by anyone but me. Okay?"
Again I hugged him with all my strength. "I sweeeeaaarrr it!"
"Then give me your tongue to suck. Just your tongue."
Gawd, I never knew I could open my mouth as wide as I did for him, nor did I believe I could give and any one could take as much tongue as he took. The thrill was renovating me. I was returning to life. Not the old one, a completely new one.
"Sweet," he smiled, and kissed me fully on the mouth. I kissed him back. "How about a shower before we finish up for today?"
Did I have to leave this bronze god? "Oh, er, I can stay the night. I'll call my mom..."
"It's your birthday," he cut in. "Surely the family will want to spend some time with you."
"You don't know my family. Mom said she would fix me a dinner. But she'll be tickled to death if I call and say she doesn't have to."
"Very well. Then we'll celebrate this beautiful day by ourselves. Making love with love. Okay?"
"It's yours, baby."
He kissed my mouth. "You my bitch?"
"Er, how do you mean that?"
"With all I've explained and with love. 'Nough said. Get your fine ass up and into the shower. I don't mind your pussy juice, but I hate sweat!"
We laughed, and he dragged his long dick out of my fussing pussy hole, and I almost came, it felt so good coming out. My hole would never ever be the same again. What good would it be to anyone else but a master cocksman like Tyran, anyway? Besides, fuck Bobby Karras with a limber dick in the ass, nose, mouth, ears, and so forth and so on. I'd met my match, and my match had set my ass aflame, and had the only solution that could put me out. I hoped he never would.
Tyran, who had very long hair ... but not too long actually, it was just thick ... used a shower cap, and had extra ones available. One he handed to me and I put it on while he pinched the cream out of my nipples.
"I'm gonna give you some lye soap," he teased, "so you can wash those other bastards off you and out of you for good."
"Are we gonna always look back on those days?" I asked.
"Depends. You're studying to become a model, right?"
"Yes."
"I'm a writer. Presently, as I told you, I'm living off short stories and articles. Makes a living. But in the meantime I'm working on other things. One is a drug thing that will make the French Connection seem like a five-year-old's work. I'm a Turk, you know. And I, Tyran Bey, know what a real drug connection is like. I'm almost done with it. When I am, I'm going into the publishing business with a friend of mine. You'll never have to work. But your modeling experience ... training, that is, will come in handy when we entertain friends and guests. Can you dig that?"
"I can even love it, baby," I said.
He flicked on the shower and let me step inside first. I smiled as I looked down and saw the long streams of semen hanging at the end of his cock. Gawd, I wanted it. I dropped to my knees without even asking. I had to have it. I took the lovely dick in my mouth and sucked, licked and sucked, then swallowed that sweet cream that would have otherwise gone to waste. Then I stood up. He shocked me when he grabbed me and kissed me. I mean he really kissed me. Men will cum in your mouth, but they don't want to kiss behind it. Tyran added more thrills to what he had already given me when he did.
"Thank you," I said, still in mild shock. "Sweetest kiss I ever had."
"Should be," he said. "I've got the sweetest cum in the world."
I laughed. "You're kidding! I don't believe you!"
He handed me a small face cloth and some perfume soap just like the soap I used at home. "I never kid," he said.
"Er, where, er, did you get this soap?" I asked, beginning to lather the cloth.
"Same country the guy got yours from," he told me.
I remembered. Tyran was a writer. Writers generally have the inside track on a great many things others never think of. They're forever into adventure, seeking to find that certain something that will startle the world. Tyran Bey had been studying me. But why? When I asked him, he told me.
He had driven through my hometown once on his way to Houston to look into a possible moneymaking article. He crossed paths with me and Cyril. I had ignored him, even cursed him out, and told him to go fuck his old lady. He said he didn't do that, but he promised himself if he ever saw me again, he would make me his bitch.
I laughed. "I remember!" I exclaimed. "I remember it as if it were yesterday. You were so fine, too. But, er, I was..."
". . . giving it up to this other guy," he said in my stead.
I nodded. "Yes."
He grabbed my ass-cheeks with his hands. Wet, they moved around easily. We looked into each other's eyes passionately, and I knew his next feat would be to conquer my ass-hole.
"I remember these babies," he grinned. "Awww, I never saw any others that ever looked like 'urn. Wanted them the first time ... but, someone..."
"Please ... it's over with."
"You're sure?"
"I'm positive. I'm eighteen this means we can't really get it on..."
"Bullshit," he cut in. "We'll get a house together. You'll be my woman. No one asks those crazy questions these days and times. No one gives a shit. I gotta have you, baby."
"The way you're fooling around with my behind, I guess you mean what 'cha say."
"Let's shower. We've got a lot of loving to do later on."
"You said it, baby!" I kissed him. "If I die ... whata way to gooooooo!! ! ! ! "
CHAPTER TEN
FERREA'S TENDER RUMP: A WONDER HOLE
You might say that as young as I was, I was at the crossroads of life. Afy life anyway. So after we had showered and returned to the bedroom, I called my mother again. When I informed her I would not be coming home, I was shocked mildly when she told me to have a good time, it was high time I became a woman. I knew then she never knew how much sucking and fucking I had been doing since I was eleven. And certainly had no idea I had fallen madly in love, and would be living with this man. Tyran encouraged me to spill the beans, and say he would take care of me, pay all my bills and see that I finished school. I did, and she was thrilled to hear this. All she wanted to know was if she would still get money from me to help Cyril. I told her that since she felt the way she did about me, she and daddy could take care of precious
Cyril. And that was when I got another shock. Cyril, my older sister, was getting married. To whom? You guessed it. Bobby Karras!
"Sonofabitch!" I exclaimed lightly as I returned the telephone to the cradle.
"What's the matter, babe?" Tyran asked, taking me in his arms.
"That man ... the one I've been looking for all these years ... My older sister is getting married to him."
"I know," sighed Tyran. "I would have told you myself, but you never would have believed me. You would have thought I was using it to get you in bed."
I had a hunch of my own, too. "And you, you sweet bastard, talked with my parents about shacking with me, didn't you?"
"I did. Their marriage is on the rocks, baby. Your old man . . well, you know his act now. Your mom ... well, she's gonna have to live with it, make it change or get out of it. Anyway it .goes, she can't live your life, and you sure as hell can't live hers." He kissed my mouth and the pain that may have been there went away. "I happen to love you, little bitch. I'll be good to you. Nothing of that sort will be in our lives. It's just you and me from now on. I already have a place picked out. You'll love it!"
"You knew you'd win me over, didn't you?"
"I knew I'd try harder, and probably get lucky."
"You, er, gonna try some more?"
"Uh-huh," he answered me, and got hold of my titties and gave them an exciting thrill while fondling them. "Back," he said, pushing me back onto the bed. Then he turned over on his belly. How much money have you got saved up?" he asked. There was pain in his voice. "Quite a bit," I replied.
"Buy your sister a beautiful wedding gift with it," he said. "I don't want any part of what it can buy . . in our lives. When you get the gift ... I'll forget your past as a whore. Can you dig that?"
"You've got it, baby," I told him.
"But have I got you?" he wondered.
"Thought about you off and on since we first met," I said. "I don't know ... You ... were always popping up in my mind off and on, you know." I smiled and kissed his mouth. "Yeah, you got me."
"I'll give you a surprise birthday present later on, but first I just gotta love your beautiful body some more."
"Do my rump, Tyran!" I begged. "Please do my rump. I just gotta have you fuck it like you did my pussy. I wanna give it all to you."
We got in the very center of the bed and he got between my parted thighs, but not to fuck. This man wanted to love me, and began by sucking and nibbling at my tittie nipples alternately, while his left hand prevailed upon my clitoris. Insanity was instantly upon me. I have never known the sensation of my clit I was ready to cream for him. He was shocking my clit with electrifying embraces, and the pleasure came out of my vocal cords. "UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! Aaannnggh! Angh Aaanngggh! Aaaggiiee! Aaiieenng!"
"You sure taste good," he softly told me with his deep, erotic male voice. "Damn, you taste good! Ummmmmmmm!"
He dragged his long, hot tongue down my right side, across my fluttering bush, up the left side, across my titties and nipples, and I trembled with delightful pleasure. "Aaagghhie! Ooh, that sure does feel good. I love it."
He liked it, too, or perhaps, from the way he was doing it, he loved it. He licked my neck, my cheeks, jabbed his tongue into my left ear, turned my face over and did it to the right one. He blew into them softly with warm air that made my flesh crawl in hot rapture. "Aaggiiiee! Aaaggiiee! Oooooohhh! Oooooohhh! Gawd, I love your tongue. You, er, gonna eat me some more?"
"I'm gonna love you," he quickly corrected and informed me at the same time, then he went back to doing it.
He turned me over on my left side and got behind me. He licked and kissed, blew and sucked my skin. He was loving parts of my anatomy with his mouth and tongue that had never been loved this way before. I felt my skin growing tighter becoming an organ, an organ that was being filled with dominating pleasure of its own. "Unnnnneee! I whined. "Unnnneeee! Unnneeeee! Unnnneeee!"
"Sure does taste good," he remarked warmly once again. I was beginning to believe him.
He took his strong left hand and lifted my right leg and thigh up into the air, then began to lick hotly around my ass crack. "Aaaiiyyii! Oooh, baby, ooh! Woouuwwee! Lick me! Lick me. Tongue my ass-hole. Tongue my ass-hole. I'm so hot. . . woouuwweee, baby, woouuweaah!" His hot tongue ran across my ass and my physical being trembled as a leaf would do in a mighty storm. "Woooaaahh! Goodness, goodness, goodness that feels good:"
"Get on your knees, baby. I gotta do this thing right."
"By all means," I said, and was on my knees the next second. And he didn't have to tell me what position to get into either. I spread my thighs, lay on my titties with my head to the left side. My ass was pushed up into the air, and was all his to love.
He parted my ass seam and peered at my well-stretched asscrack, then inserted two fingers from both hands and opened it so he could get his long, hot tongue up there. I was relaxed, smiling, anticipating the joy and pleasure that would soon invade me from the rear, then frenziedly pervade my entire body. My twat was already sweating inside, and the jism was running out of it onto the sheets. Gawd, what a lover!
His tongue licked around and around, and ecstasy squirted out of me in all directions. "Ooooooohh! Weeeeaaah! Oooowweee! Aaaanghie!! ! ! " The thrill was indomitable. The ecstasy was incomparable. The pleasure was inimitable. The rapture was ineffable. I was in cum-heaven. "Aiiieeeee! Aiiieeeee! Aiiieeee! Agghhh! Aggghhhh! Aggghhhh! Ummmmmmmm!" The tongue wormed slowly into my asscrack and I went out of my mind. The orgasm that struck blew the lid off my brain. Tyran Bey was. hotly loving Ferrea's tender rump, a wonder hole at the moment. His hot tongue was three inches up inside me, torturing, setting my entire soul ablaze. "Ooooohhhh, pleeeeaaa ... e-e-eeat my cunt! Noooo, er ... fuck my ass! Do my ass, pleeaassee! Ohhhh, please do ... my ... ass.. .hole!! ! "
"I'm gonna give it to you now," he told me, turning me around. Then he dragged me to the edge of the bed, off the bed, and bent me over. He wasn't going to do but one thing to me right then. He was going to exchange my senses. I would no longer be the same when he was finished with me ... and I knew it.
Very gently, he worked three fingers around inside my asscrack and a few inches up inside my entrails, getting it ready for his King Cock. My butt was propped high up into the air and I lay my face down on a pillow.
I felt his hot hands part my ass-cheeks, then he hesitated. I felt embarrassed for a moment, realizing my rear hole was just as large as the front one, and much deeper. I was also glad it had been stretched as much as it had. Still in all, it had never had the pleasure or displeasure of being entertained by his kind of kingly wand as he was getting it ready to receive right then.
Then I felt his warm mouth upon my right ass-cheek, and the moist tongue began to lick around my crack once again. Gentle hands moved over my delicate and sensitive flesh along with the warm mouth and tongue loving my ass. The tongue licked and plunged. The lips kissed and sucked. Now and then the fingers would draw little circles over my hips, inside of my buttocks, near the rim of my twitching pink ass-hole. I was beginning to feel that liquid fire up inside my intestines, a fiber that was spreading throughout my entire body. The wicked tongue licked in between my buttocks, over my asscrack, and I had to clinch the pillow to keep from going crazy. "Ahhhnnnnn!" I began to moan. "Ahhhnnnnn! Ahhnnnn! Ahhnnnn! Good Lord, that's so guuuddd. Oooh, goddamn, I'm gonna . . c-c-c-cream! I'm gonna do it right. now!! ! Aaanngghe! Unneeee! Agghhhh! Gaaaahhhh!! ! "
"You like it, bitch?" he asked me.
"I love it, Tyran. I love it ... so m-m-much! Do my rump. Lick it some more with your hot tongue."
"Answer me right first," he demanded in a strong, dominating voice.
"I love it, Tyran," I whimpered. "I love it, baby. What else can I say ... besides I love it?"
"Aren't you my bitch?"
"Oh yes, Tyran, I'm your bitch! Er, lick your bitch's hole for her. Cream your bitch, Tyran!"
He lay on ms back, and crawled down under my thighs and pulled my cunt down into his face. His hard tongue went right into it, and pleasure came out of my ass-hole. "Yiihieee'. " I bellowed. "Ahhh, you're fucking it with your tongue. Good Gawd, that's good! Oooohhhh, it's goooooodd!" The wicked tongue licked. It plunged. His teeth nibbled my clit, then two fingers came into my asscrack, and I went off like a guided missile. "Unnnggghh! Gaaaahhrr!"
I pushed my cunt into his face and at the same time shoved my behind back upon his fingers. Molten lava was now running through my veins instead of my blood. . I was in a heavenly hell. "Ooh God, that's so wonderful." I wiggled my hips. "Ohhh, your tongue is so good up inside my hole like that. Ahhnnn! Ahhhnnnnn! Weeeaaahh!"
The wicked tongue withdrew, and he changed positions. Now, he was certain to rearrange my senses as well. He planted his kingly dick at theingress of my twitching anus, then began to shove it into my hole gently. "OOOOWWEee!" I wailed like a dog that just got hit by lightning. "Aaannghie!! ! " I was pushing back, but the pleasure was so intense, I wasn't sure how hard I was doing it. I was trembling so badly and weak from the hot orgasmic fury in progress at the moment. "Aanngghee! Eeeaaahhh! Guuunnggg! Gaaahhhrr!"
He had ten inches into me and was pumping away mightily. Each time he bursted my crack, I moved an inch further toward the bed. I tried to raise up and creep up on top, but he had his strong left hand behind my neck. The thrill and the big dick was too much for me to deal with right then, and I had to depart. So I was going to get up under the bed. I got my head under it somehow, but that was as far as I could go. Now, as I live and breathe, my behind belonged to the gentle expert with his stiff, long dick plunging and stabbing me. If there had been pain, I never would have known it. I was too busy doing my business. And doing it. And doing it some more.
I felt the long dick wading up inside, where only my shit had been, but not even my constipated junk had been that huge. And I knew if there was any mess up there this day, it would come spurting out as soon as he withdrew his log.
His left hand continued to hold me in the center of my back to keep my head up under the bed, and his gentle right hand came up under my crotch to love my jealous pussy hole. His fingers fought with my clit, while his dick spread my ass-hole, crack and all. The pleasure ripened, then exploded. I felt as if jism was coming from my teeth, my nose, eyes, nipples, fingers and toenails and all else I had. "Unnggghhh! Gaaahhhrr! Unnnnneee! Unnneeeee! Ooooh, I love it so! Ooooh, I love it. . . so m-m-much. Put it all in me. I. . . beg you ... plleeaase ... put it all ... in m-m-me!"
He was doing it, but little at a time. Inching it into my hole as gently as possible. I loved him for that. Now he began to stab me vigorously, crashing against my inner walls, working with my clit and giving it pneumonia.
To Tyran, I either had a clitoris somewhere up inside my guts, or I was just a natural freak for dick up my behind, because I was cuming like crazy. I was really, really shivering as I did, and my hips were working overtime in wild convulsions. I followed his movements, and let him ram all of his wand into my hole. He held it so I could feel nothing but his balls outside. "Aaaaiinng!" I wailed. "Aaanngghe! Unnngghh! Gaaaahhrr! Aaaarrrhh!" He continued to hold it and deep-fuck me. "Oooh, baby oooh, it's so guuuddd! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass with all your dick! Yeeeessss! Oooooohhh, yyyeeesss! Yeeeeesss, baby, yeeeessss, oooooohhh, yeeeeesss! Unnnfff! Unnnffff! Unnnffff!! ! ! ! ! "
He pulled me gently out from under the bed and lifted me to my feet with his rod still in my rear hole. He turned around and sat down with me flopping down on top of him, with his balls almost coming into my hole. "Aiiiiieee!" I cried. His right hand got hold of my right tit and he fell backward onto the bed. Now his left hand creeped into my red-hot crotch and his fingers waded through my vulva lips until they were fighting with my angry clit. "Unnfff!" I gasped. He writhed with me on top of him as though I was a feather, and I worked my hips lasciviously for him, taking all the dick he was giving me, creaming time and time again. He was my stallion. I was his bucking mare in heat.
"Fuck, bitch, fuck!" he told me. "Fuck my cock! Give me all that good butt you've been wasting. Ahhh shit, yeah, you're doing it. You're my bitch. Good goddamn, I love this. Oooh shit, what an ass-hole! What a body! What a woman!
What a fuck!! ! "
"Give me some cum, baby," I told him. "Ain't. . . nobody ever ... given it to me up there where you are. Come on, big dick! Come on and cum in my behind. Cum, dammit, cum!"
I began to milk his cock with my ass-hole, but his cock was like him ... stubborn. It held back its cream and continued to make me give up mine.
"Oooh shit," I said, twisting my head from side to side. "I'm doing some more business. I'm ... doing some ... more ... busssiinnesss. Yaaahhhh. Unnnfff! Unnnnfff! Unnnnnfff!"
I tightened the muscles of my asscrack around his wand and began to vigorously work and wiggle my hips, sucking his dick. I was coming all the way to the top and squeezing it, loosening up as I came back down, then grabbing it again. He had to cum. That ass-hole was as much an expert as he was.
"Give it to me," I said breathlessly. "Cum for me, baby. I want it. Fill my ass with your hot juice. Give it to me up there where you are. Cum in your bitch's ass! Aaaarrrgh!! ! ! ! " Now I felt his dick growing. I moved faster. I was drenched in my own perspiration and running out of gas. If he didn't get off in a few seconds, I'd have a heart attack in my rump. Then he clutched me tightly with both hands and held his dick all the way up in me.
"Ummmmmmm shit!" he groaned. "I'm gonna cum, baby! I'm gonna shoot in your sweet ass-hole. Gaaaahhrr! Unnnggghh!! ! ! "
I felt the semen slipping into my behind, up inside my entrails, and the sensation and thrill were so powerful that they were frightening. But I stayed with the dick and let all of his juice into my cesspool of forbidden pleasure.
"Ahhhh, baby, ahhhhhh!" he moaned softly, kissing my ears, my neck, my hair, and my shoulders. "Ahhhhh! Ummmmmmmm! Ohhh, Goddamn what a piece of ass. Waaaahhoo!"
"You can help yourself to it whenever you wish, baby," I told him.
"I know," he sighed. "You're just that kinda bitch. You're freakish in the fucking butt, you know that? Waaaaahhh! Just what I've been looking for. And you take all my big dick, too. Ain't nobody ever had it all before ... Not in the butt."
"I'm glad," I whined. I was so happy. God, I was happy.
"Now, I'm yours," he softly said. And I was happier than happy.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
LAID: TAKING IT ALL IN EVERY WAY
Suddenly, there it was. The most beautiful sunset I had ever seen. Right then I could not remember when it was I had last watched the sun set. But my lover and I were both captivated by this heavenly sight. Its divine beauty enveloped us and almost took away my breath.
This was several months later after Tyran and I had moved into our cozy home up in the Hollywood Hills. We were fortunate inasmuch as the work Tyran had talked about, he had worked so hard on was going to come through. The publishers gave him a nice advance and he put most of it down on the first payment of the house and all new furniture. He made certain there was enough food on hand, so his little bitch could not starve, or even go hungry. I loved the three-bedroom home. There was a den, spacious living room, bath and a half, small front lawn, large backyard with flowers all over the high fence back there. Tyran was going to put in a pool if things continued to go well for us. And I had relieved him of his jealousy by getting the car I had wanted for myself for Cyril's birthday present. As it turned out, she and Bobby were living off the County, and she had twins. I guess he finally long-dicked her the way he had done me, but only planted his seed in her instead of me. I was glad of that now that I had the master cocksman as my lover. He had enough dick to get me pregnant in all my holes, and probably would in the end. I was taking almost all of his kingly wand down my throat as well as the other two holes. And my titties were not thirty-nine inches . . and he was fucking them, too.
We continued to watch the beautiful sunset, all cuddled up together with blankets wrapped around us, listening to the surf lash the jutting rock formation nearby. The clouds were all purplish-a portrait of panoramic grandeur against the sky. It was nature being nature, creating in reality what so many of us cannot create in our most profound dreams.
My eyes concentrated on the sunrays filtering through the clouds, dipping down into the wild blue Pacific. And the most beautiful man in the world had his arms around me. We were part of this purplish splendor. It was us. We were it.
"It's so beautiful!" I exclaimed breathlessly. "I could cry."
"It's so beautiful!" Tyran remarked. "You're like the sunset ... divinely soft and voluptuous, radiant and provocative, stimulating and enticing. Only I'd rather eat you right now."
"Really?" I grinned.
"Really!" he smiled back. He picked up his camera. "Suppose I get a shot of you and make the sight that much more beautiful."
"C'mon now," I teasingly smiled. "Is that possible, Tyran? Me? Make this sunset more beautiful?"
"Sure. You're part of nature's beauty too. You go together. You've got on a purple bikini ... it'll go together, I tell ya."
He took twenty shots of me that beautiful evening, but not all in the bikini. Some of the shots he took would reveal this little bitch in the nude, while buck-naked! He said I was never nude when I was unclad. I was too damned sexy to be just plain nude. I was naked!
Then, as it was bound to happen because we were so madly in love, the beautiful sunset just about gone and darkness enveloping us, we came together in a thundering embrace. It happened so fast, neither one of us had a chance to refrain. Instead, we clung together as if we were one being, and could not live or breathe other than the way we were.
He took my kiss from deep in my mouth. His tongue was a magic wand probing inside my mouth, hot and animated, stirring my soul to want and desire. "M-m-m-mmmmm!" I moaned sexily, and caught hold of his throbbing hard dick. "UUUUMMMmmmm!"
He pulled me closer and grabbed my naked ass-cheeks. He could not help but to feel me yielding unto him with sweet surrender as I always did. The sweetness of my entire mouth belonged to him in those moments of frenzied excitement, then he gave me all of his.
"Kiss your bitch's titties," I whined, holding them up to his mouth. "Lick'um with your tongue, baby. Cream me if you must ... . "
His hands were warm as they took my whopping, mountainous tits in his palms while " they were panting. His head bent over and his hot tongue came again my flesh. He began to lick over the top of the firm swells in my chest. His eager mouth loved my tender young flesh beautifully. He was slightly slobbering, he was so tittie-hungry. And therefore, he sucked in one of my thick and hard nipples. My head fell backward, but seemed to drop off into the moist sand behind me. I was giving him all of my flesh to love and live in as he desired.
"Suck, baby, suck!" I whimpered softly. His hand left my right tit alone and came into my hot crotch. I widened my stance so he could get to whatever he wanted down, and he wanted pussy hole and clit together. So his index and middle fingers plunged off into my gaping cunt and his thumb mercilessly embraced my clit. "I'm gonna cum, you know, if you keep that up. Suck with your hot mouth. Finger me! Yessss! Yessss, ohhh, yessss! Suck! Lick! Finger! Ohh, Goddamn that feels so-o-oguuuudddd to-o-ooooo m-m-meeeee!"
Tyran had never failed to get me off, no matter what he was doing to me. He aimed to do it right then, and his aim was perfect. I was going to shoot.
He sucked vigorously upon my tit and fingered me torridly. I pushed my body against his hand that loved my cunt so desperately, and pressed my tittie against his mouth. His dick was really throbbing against my belly at the time, and maybe it was going to erupt too. We had not gone this far for five days, because of my period and some extra work he had to get done.
I got my hands inside his swim trunks and got hold of the King Cock. That was when the orgasm struck. "Oooohhhh, yeeeeeess!" I cried out. "I'm doing my business, baby! I'm ... doing.. my business for you! Aaagghhie! Aaaiieeng! Aanngghee!! ! "
"I love you, baby," Tyran whispered. "God, how I love you!"
"Don't make me cry," I said, holding his face in my palms. "I am ... so happy, you know ... and love you so . . much ... . "
"Only like my sweet little bitch can," he smiled. Oh, how he turned me on these days saying that one little five-letter word with love. He could say it all night long and I'd love it.
I smiled slightly and lay my head against his naked chest. I kept on playing with his dick and he was just messing around in my pubic, playing with the hairs down there, occasionally striking my clit just to tease me and keep me hot as a heifer in heat. When he pulled back he had that goddamn sad look on his face. And I knew what he was thinking.
"Baby," I said, "you think any man can get me off like you, and you're wrong. Tyran, they can't. In fact, I don't think another man can make me cum ... no matter what he does to me now. Don't you know, love? Don't you understand? I was looking for Bobby because I felt he was the only one. You proved me wrong. Now . . I never think or feel anything for any other man but you. You could sneeze, goddammit, and I'd cum!"
He laughed. "I hope not! I'd be left out. I can't cum when I sneeze."
"I wasn't joking."
"I hope not."
"They can't do it, Tyran. No one ... has ever fucked and sucked me like you, baby. And you've done it so well over the past months ... they don't exist anymore. Maybe in face and a few names, but nothing more."
"Okay," he smiled. "But shit, Ferrea, you're growing up and getting so goddamned more lovely and sexy every day. I wish I were the skin on your body."
"You're more," I said sweetly against his lips. "You're the life in my body. Believe it."
He picked up my ensemble and handed it to me, then he stepped back and watched me wiggle into it. When I had it on he handed me one of the blankets and wrapped me in it.
"Let's walk, baby," I said.
The sand was wet and warm beneath my bare feet as we walked along the edge of the ocean. There the surf came rolling over our feet, then back out to sea. As it did, his right hand came to my right tit from over my shoulders and squeezed it good and hard for me. I had to stop and get more. I turned in his arms and let him have the other one while he sucked my tongue too. He was out to enthrall me all over again, then make me burst my nuts. I felt everything bursting inside of me. "Ummmmm! Ummmmmm!" I had to take my tongue away from him. "Ahhhh shit, Tyran baby, do you always have to bring me almost to my point?"
He smiled. "Uh-huh. I love it. I'm an older man, Ferrea. I couldn't be this way with a woman my age. Not that I'm over the hill or anything. It's just the way life has been to me. I've been writing and thinking about young girls for so long ... . "
"I understand," I said. "Go ahead and make me do my business."
"No. Not now."
"Goddammit, Tyran, I keep on telling you ... you're the only sonovabitch that can do it now! Won't you believe me ... please?"
"Yes. But you'll be wasting that sweet jism I love so much if you cream now."
I blushed. "Oh? Oh, okay, then let's hurry and get home!"
We walked slowly back to the car and got in. He had been working so hard on two screenplays and another novel to get them out, we had not had much time together. And I knew he needed the rest once he was finished. They had been written and he was just putting the finishing touches on them. Editing, is what he called it. So now he was relaxed and rested and ready to use up what was left of my three holes.
We got into our clothes and then into the car. Because he was the kind of lover he was, I removed the top to my bikini ensemble, so my titties would be free in case he came after one or both. He hated brassieres as much as I did. Whenever I was inside the house, I didn't even wear pants, and never thought of panties and brassieres. You see, when Tyran wanted to love me, he wanted to love me, and not my clothes.
I closed my eyes and lay my head on his shoulder as he drove. I smiled when I thought of what it would be like when we got back. It was going to be a night of hot love all night long.
The first thing we both did, but for once not at the same time, was to take showers. The reason he could not join me was because he had an important call come in just minutes after we arrived, and were getting ready for the shower. But he did tell me not to wash too much of my juice away. He wanted it. I promised I'd make some fresh for him. He said it was always fresh.
And as I was dabbing myself dry, I heard this deep voice from behind me saying, "Waaahhoo! What a fucking body!" He came in buck-naked and took me in his arms. "I must be crazy to even let other men look at you with clothes on. From now on, I'm gonna lock you in!"
"Fine with me," I smiled.
He kissed my lips, then my titties, and then my nipples.
"I'd better get cleaned up," he said. "Shit, I'm ready right now."
I put on a terry cloth robe and went into the kitchen. We had eaten at the beach, and all I did was put on some water for coffee in case my lover wanted it. That was when I thought of my hot water games I used to play on other men. I wondered how it would work out with Mr. Tyran Bey. But I dared not try it.
I walked into the master bedroom and removed my robe and got into a bright orange negligee, and turned on those erotic lights of various colors, and turned down the music. The bed was already turned back, and I could hardly wait for Tyran to come to me. It was all I could think of, and the thought of him being that far away from me when I was in heat for him was driving me mad.
I sat down on the side of the bed in poverty. His image came to my mind, his voice to my ears, his arms and hands to my body and my secret body, his lips to mine, upon my titties, nipples, in my crotch. His body was pressing against mine, and his mammoth dick was stabbing me deep in my cunt and ass-hole and throat at the same time. As sure as I was born to die, I was not going to last until he got to me. Thinking about him and his special kind of loving was going to ignite me. I just knew he was going to stop my heart from beating the next time he gave me his beautiful dick I was so terribly, madly in love with. Well, I thought, that was what brought me into the world, it might just as well take me out. I could so vividly feel myself being decomposed by his horny, good looking, splendid loving body, hands, lips, tongue, and dick. It was a body that did not even need a frame to be a masterpiece.
I knew the water was boiling hot, so I got up and went into the kitchen to turn it off. As I came back toward the bedroom wiggling my ass wantonly, the cave Tyran had dug between my ass seam began to smile. I could no longer hear the water in the shower running. My lover was finished, and would be there in my embrace shortly. My ass-cave asked for the last treatment, while my cunt begged for the first, but they all knew it would be my mouth and throat that got it first. My throat promised never to swallow unless it got those five days of cream first. My mouth promised never to open unless it got its share in the beginning. My tongue promised never to lick anything again until it licked the dick it loved, and my voice defied me to try and say another word unles it was to my lover with the great dick.
"I gotta be crazy!" I said aloud, standing there looking at the bed half smiling. "Shit. . . Tyran!" I screamed. Then I turned around and he was there behind me.
"My love," he teased, "I apologize for my, er, scanty attire, but please don't drive me away."
"Depending on what you have on your mind, sir," I went along with his joke. "Is it my mouth? My titties and nipples. My cunt or my ass-hole? Which?"
"Well, dear lady, forgive me if I say ... all?"
"You horny bastard," I laughed, and let him take me into his arms. "Can I have a good long suck? Please?"
"Well see. You're all fresh and clean . . I'm all fresh and clean ... . "
He was tormenting me. Ecstatic torment can be excruciating at times, and that was one of those times.
"I'd like to take you in my arms and use all your holes at once," he said. We had been thinking the same thing.
"We gotta begin somewhere, and my mouth is so much easier to deal with right now."
"What about this fine ass of yours?" he grinned, holding onto my cheeks. "I'm in love with it, you know."
"You'll get it ... like always, baby."
"Promise?"
I cuddled up close to this man of all men like a little baby, although I was now five feet seven inches tall. And since I mentioned my titties being thirty-nine, you may as well know my ass-cheeks were the same, and my waistline was twenty four. So they were really enhanced because of my small waistline as compared to other lines.
My right hand was quick to jump on top of his dick and grab it. But mat left my left hand alone, so I grabbed it with both. That wasn't enough. At the same time, with him embracing my behind, I lifted my head and parted my lips. I was surrendering to him my entire mouth to love. Our lips touched and my tongue wiggled in his mouth.
His tongue began to massage mine hotly. A few seconds later I was twisting and turning in his arms. "Ummm! Ummm! Ummmmmm! Ummmmmmmm!! ! ! ! " I had to moan because he was getting me up there near my point. And this caused his dick to be greatly disturbed, and throbbed ever so vigorously in my little hands.
He eased his mouth away from me, smiled and lay me down across the bed. Instantly we were madly sucking and massaging each other's tongues. He sucked my lips, Kissed my chin. Licked and caressed my body, and finally ended up with a nipple he fell in love with. It was easy for him to cream me this way, and it was going to be much easier because his hand was now in my hot crotch.
He found my vulnerable clitoris and began to slip it about with his fingers very gently, bringing me back to the brink of an orgasm. I was encased in a realm of fire right then, and was giving as well as receiving all the pleasures of my being. He was actually having his way with my anatomy to our sensual delight.
"Auuugghhh!" I heard myself moaning. "Anngghhee! Ooooh, baby, ooooh!" I was twisting my head back and forth, and frantically working my hips back and forth and from side to side, and mostly forcing my cunt up to his fingers. "I'm gonna do my busineees! I'm ... gonna c-c-c-ream! Ooh Gawd, you're making it so goooodd to me ... I. gotta . . c-c-c-cuuumm! Annnngghh! Annnggghh! I'm. . . doing m-m-my busineess! Annngghee! Unnnngghh! Aaaarrggh!! ! ! ! ! "
Tyran stopped for a moment. He whispered beautiful words to me that formed a rainbow of beauty in my mind. He told me if he did not get full possession of my body shortly he would go out of his mind. And if he ever heard anyone speak evil of me, he would tear their hearts qut of their chests with his bare hands. And I knew he was more than capable of killing with those strong, well-trained hands. But he asked for love instead. He said he would rather love my body than walk through the gates of Heaven without me at his side.
Then he started loving me physically again. He went back to working with my clitoris and titties, and I was instantly on the brink of another orgasm. And this brings me to a very valuable point. Until Tyran came along, and while with Bobby, I was not sure what I was sexually. Now I knew I was a freak for the right man, and only the right man. For such a man as Tyran with whom I had fallen so deeply in love, my senses were soft and easily reached. This meant I was very susceptible to orgasms, as many as I could have; Although I did my share of cuming with other men, I could always hold back. Not with Tyran.
That orgasm burst and exploded in me. My body was animated with and by pleasure. I just lay there creaming for my man until he was pleased with his work. Now it was my tum. He wanted his little cocksucker to take over and do her thing. I thought about the hot water in the kitchen. And it had to really be hot. I couldn't use that. Besides, while I was thinking, Tyran was pulling my head into his crotch. Once I had the smell of his dick in my senses, I forgot about all else.
I sat up and bowed over slightly, and touched the great dick with the tip of my tongue and smiled. Tyran lay back to enjoy himself. He had said time and time again that I was the greatest cocksucker in all the world, and never tried to force his dick down my gullet like I wanted it. So this night I was going to do it. I had to have it all.
I toyed around the head of it with my tongue, roping a ring of moist heat around it, then sank my mouth down over the head and the shaft. I began to suck up and down, back and forth, while I massaged it with my hands. It was hard as steel and my slender fingers could not get completely around it. So what! My mouth, cunt, and ass-hole could.
I moved my lips down and down until I had a foot of cock in my mouth, with half of it down my throat. I had half that much to go from the way it seemed.
"No!" Tyran complained, and sat up. "You don't have to do it that way, baby. Just. . . suck. Suck me off. I'm gonna cum for you in a hurry."
"But I have to," I said.
I guess he thought about other guys who had throat-fucked me, and it hurt him. He fell back onto the bed with a deep sigh, and closed his eyes. I could see the hurt on his face. I could not change what I had been. But that was in the past. I was his woman now, and what I may have done to other men, was all his. He had to understand this.
I went back to sucking his dick again, working my way down the shaft, letting it leap into my gullet. I looked up and saw he was twisting his head from side to side, and frowning something awful. I went on down and down, unable to breathe, tears rolling down my cheeks, snot out of my nose, saliva from my opened mouth, and I continued until I had gulped his long, long dick down. I was out of breath, but one happy cocksucker. I did it!
I licked the dick. I kissed it. I fondled his balls. Then I sucked it some more. I sucked hard and hot, fast and slow, tongued it, licked it, tongued it some more.
Then I felt him trembling. "Ahhhh!" he gasped. "I'm gonna cuuummm! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhh! Unnngghhh!" The full, thick five-day supply of cream began to leap into my mouth, striking the roof, and I had to gulp it down quickly because more was on the way. His balls were bursting, and I was getting his juice. I was getting a flood of cream. Gawd, I never thought he would stop. And when he did, he was still trembling. "Ahhhh, baby, ahhhhh! Ahhh shit, that was so goooooddd! Oh, that was good. Ahhhhhh! Ummmmmmmm!! ! ! ! "
He crawled between my thighs and I raised my legs high into the air so he could get to all of my pussy. He pushed the hair aside, then my vulva lips, and placed his still rock-hard pole at the hot and slimyingress to my pussy slit. It was filled with jism, and ready to receive the King Cock. He pushed it into my body, and I felt the giant dick entering slowly and gently, and knew I was in for one helluva fuck. If he had ever long-dicked and deep-fucked me in the past, it was nothing compared to what I was in for right now. I figured I would be walking wide-legged for a long, long time afterward. Besides that, I expected that my hole would maintain a blaze between my thighs I would never forget. Then he stopped halfway in.
"Don't stop!" I pleaded. "Put it all in me."
"You're gonna give it all up and let me fuck it good for you?"
"Sure, baby. AD you wanna. Just ... put it all in and see. I want it all, baby."
"All?"
"Goddammit, Tyran ... every fucking inch, okay?"
"You give me the impression you're reluctant to take it."
"I ... am ... gonna take it, Tyran ... just like always. I'm gonna take all of it. Give it to me. Get in my womb and screw the hell outa me. Ram me good, baby, with all of it."
"You can go pro if you wanna," he grinned, beginning to work his hips. Know what I mean?"
I blushed and tightened my cunt up around his dick. "This?"
"Yeeeaaaah!" he smilingly exclaimed. "Yeah, baby, yeah!"
I felt so good. "Okay."
While he writhed, his cock came further into my hole I was holding up to his hotly throbbing dick. In the position I was in I could not really do it the way we both wanted it, so I stretched my legs out and got in the right position. The dick sank to the bottom of my hole like a piece of lead. The head came to rest at the very bottom of my love nest that was bubbling hot jism he could boil. And it got good to me right away.
My hole was getting thrillingly screwed from top to bottom, and I couldn't help but to perform like the bitch I truly was. I wiggled my hips shamefully and sinfully and popped my fingers at the same time. "Fuuuuck m-m-m-meeeee, babbbiiee!" I cried. "Auuugghhh, fuck . . m-m-m-eeeee!! ! ! "
He was down there in the good spot and it must have been as good to him as it was to me, because that was when he really started to maul my hole. He seemed to be trying to knock the bottom out, so he could fuck my bladder. I know he thought I was going to pull away from him, but I couldn't. The thrill was too good. I had to have it. I went on holding my hole up to his rod that was mercilessly stabbing me, but, oh,'so delighttfully.
"Oooooohhh, Tyran," I whimpered, working my hips and sucking his dick with my cunt, "I'm getting ready to do some big business, baby! I'm taking all your dick. I've got it all, baby! Ummffff!
Ummmfff! Ooooohhh, I gotta ... do ... my businnees! Haaaanngg! Unnnggghh! Aaaaagghh! Gaaahhhrr! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuccckk!"
He strayed from the deep-fucking process in order to long-dick me. He wanted to get it right. He dragged his dick to the very top of my slimy hole, then rammed it repeatedly to the bottom. I took it with pleasure, driving me insane, working my hips, sucking his dick with all the power of my hole.
"Oooooohhh, you're ramming me, baby," I gasped. "You're. ... ramming ... m-m-meeee so-o-o-o guuuddd! You're ... punching me in my w-w-w-womb ... every ... time: Go on and fuck, baby. Fuck it for your bitch. Lay your pipe deep! I got ... plenty hole to handle it. Shove, lover. Shove ... p-p-peter. Push it. Pile it in. I'm young and you're experienced ... we can do it till the mountains crumble ... the way ... my pusssyy is. I hope you can look down ... as long as I. . . can ... look u-u-uuppp! Aaaaarrgh!"
He was laying his pipe deep for me, and I was getting fucked as well as fucking. He seemed to be trying right then to get his nut sack off in there. If he did, I would only cream for him. I'd never been nut-fucked in mere. Why not now? If he did this, we would probably accomplish something sexually that no other human being had ever accomplished. It would be something I would love, a miracle of sexual endearment, and most-likely I would cream myself to death!
"Ooohhh shit," I whined. "Dick me, baby, dick me. Dick me. Here ... take all of my hole. Grind me out. Do it to me! Do it to m-m-m-meeee! Aaaaannff! Unnnggghh! Gaaaahhrr!! ! "
"How about your fine ass now, baby?" he smiled for me. "Ready for it?"
"Yeah. I'm ready for all of it." I kissed him. "As a matter-of-fact, I'm gonna love it."
"Your tits?"
"Ooooohhh, yeah! And cum so I can eat it."
"Why?"
"I'm cum-hungry, baby, you freakish bastard. I wanta eat it!"
He eased his dick out of my front hole and flipped me over on my belly. I pushed my behind up into the air so he could fill it with his pole. I could hardly wait for that thrill of all thrills to begin. But, like so often before, he had to completely love my behind for me. He tongued my hole. He fingered it. He licked it. He tongue-fucked it, and my senses got dizzy, drunk with pleasure, and that was when he thrust his dick up in there. With one mighty powerful plunge, he sent his red-hot organ up my butt-hole, and I did my business immediately.
"Dammit, I knew it!" I whined. "I'm creaming! I'm creaming! Uhhhhhh!-Uhhhhhh! Uhhhhhh! Oooohhhrr! Fuck that ass, baby, fuck ... that. . a-a-assss! Goose it! That's it, goose it deep and hard! Ummmfff! Ummmfff! I'm taking it! I'm . . ta-ta-taking it!"
Nothing was going to save me right then, and I knew it. The man had my clit and a tit, and all of my asscrack. He was loving me so many ways and so intensely in every way, that all I could think of at the moment, when I was able to think at all, was that I was getting LAID: TAKING IT ALL IN EVERY WAY.
He was stuffing my hole and tormenting my soul. He was huffing and puffing, and I was wiggling and giggling behind the way he loved it. Then he began to twitch and jerk, and I knew he was going to cum. I was breaking his nuts open.
He jerked his confused dick out of my angry behind and turned me over once more. He got on his knees and handed me his rock-hard wand and I placed it between my titties. I took my thirty nines and held them tightly over the slimy pole while we both fucked my titties. I felt his fingers down in my crotch teasing the cream out of my clit, while I wiggled my ass, massaged his dick with my tits, watched and waited for that cream to spurt.
"Ooooohhhh, it's good!" he told me. "I'm gonna shoot, bitch!"
"Shoot!" I demanded, really working my titties over his dick. "Shoot, damn you, shoot!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!" he cried out, and the cream leaped between my titties, and my tongue was there immediately to lick and lap. My lips were there to suck it in, my tongue to taste it, and my belly received it. "Oooooohhh, goddamn, baby! Ooooooh, I love you. I love ... you!! ! "
CHAPTER TWELVE
WRITHING & WREATHING: POETRY IN EROTIC MOTION
The party was over with.
I had happily celebrated my eighteenth birthday, and did not want to say goodnight to all of our wonderful guests. But, as life goes and comes, so does everything else. The guests came, and now they were going.
When the last were gone, Tyran and I both closed the door together and fell back against it with a deep sigh. Another kind of happiness invaded me. I was alone with my man, smiling cheerfully as I thought about the marvelous surprises I had received, not to exclude the most wondrous of all birthday parties of my life, but mainly because of the ring. An engagement ring!
Tyran said it was probably going to be the shortest engagement in the history of the world. I didn't know about that, but I did know we had a flight to catch to Las Vegas in the morning. There I would become Mrs. Ferrea Bey.
"I think I'm happy ... and happier than I've ever been," I told Tyran.
"I don't have to think about it," he told me. "I know."
I caught the bottom of my pullover shift and jerked it over my head, and my titties danced in my chest. I blushed when I noticed how intently Tyran was observing every move I made. His eyes were hung up on my titties this moment, my hips the next, my lips, back to my tits, my hips, then he said, "What a woman!"
"Because of these?" I asked, darting my eyes to my forty inches of exciting femininity.
"No. All of you."
Playfully, I reached my left hand into his crotch, and to my surprise, as well as a delightful thrill, discovered his dick was rock-hard!
"Want some rump, don't you?" I cooed sweetly, then I leaned over and began to help him out of his slacks. "Don't you, baby?"
"I'll settle for anything you're giving up tonight.. sorry ... this morning."
I thought about it as I stood erect and looked directly into his eyes, seeing the sincerity they expressed. "I'm giving it all up," I told him. "I'll suck you now, if it's okay with you. It's so hard, baby."
When I got his prick out of his slacks, it was really cranked up and ready for use. It seemed to have grown thicker and stretched longer.
"Waaaahhoo!" I grinned. "Getting bigger, baby. Mmmmmmm! And it's all mine, too."
"You were never more correct," he told me. "So let me get comfortable, and you suck on your dick ... as much as you like."
He took me by my hand and we walked to the couch. He sat down and got out of his slacks. I got out of mine. And while he was pulling off his shirt, I sank my mouth down over the head of his dick and began to do my thing. I opened wide, wider and as wide as I could. I wanted it all at once, as quickly as I could get it. I wanted it because there was cream in it I hadn't had for the past few days. Oh, we'd been loving and loving as always, as I said in the beginning. But Tyran had promised not to give me any cream until now. It was my special birthday gift. And, oh, was I ever going to enjoy it.
"Let me get my shoes and socks off, baby," he kinda grinned. I was halfway down his stem, and almost choked because I wanted to laugh too. I spit it up.
"Dammit, Tyran, you can cum with your shoes and socks on, can't you, baby?"
"It'll only take a few seconds," he smiled, slipping out of his shoes, then off came his socks and he stood halfway up and removed his shorts. Now he was naked. "Suck, and quit looking at me like that," he said.
So once again I opened wide and sank my hot mouth down over the giant head of his dick, and he began to work his hips up and down, fucking my mouth for my pleasure as well as his. In a few moments I got with it, taking my time since this was going to be a big load for me to handle when it was prepared. And I wanted to make it as thick as possible, thick enough for me to chew.
I let my wild cock-sucking imagination carry me away, and guide me onward to those beautiful thrills I always longed for while doing his dick with my mouth. I was not to forget there were still two more holes to be filled during the night, but this one was first.
I stopped for a moment and raised my head up and smiled. It was good like that, but there was so much more going to happen. I always wanted the bed, and he knew it.
"You stopped!" he complained. "What now? I do something?"
"Can't we do it in bed, baby?"
"I knew you'd say that," he grinned. "You were so hungry for it. . . " He stood up. "Now ... you suddenly have patience." He helped me to my feet and pulled me into his arms and kissed me. "Okay. In bed ... wide spread." He grabbed my ass-cheeks. "Waaaahhoo! Honey, it's growing."
"All of me is growing, man. I'm still a kid, remember?"
"How much?"
"Forty."
"Bullshit!"
I shrugged. "All right, so I've got forty-two inch hips ... but they're firm, dammit. . . really firm, and you know it." I kissed him. "Besides, I'm five feet nine, and that isn't bad for my height."
"We're gonna shave a few inches off, okay? You're a fucking model with forty-two inch hips. Jeeezzz! Whose gonna give you a job modeling like this?"
I was not going to argue with Tyran right then. I just shrugged my shoulders again, and away we went into the bedroom. We got into the center of the bed, and as quickly as I could I moved down between his thighs, rested my weight on my elbows, and began to suck the great cock hungrily once again. I was moaning and groaning as he pushed and pulled his dick in and out of my warm mouth. "Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!" He was not forcing himself, but being perfectly gentle with me as always, only giving me as much of his organ as he thought I should have for the time being. Besides, he creamed much faster when I did not take so much of it. But we generally shared the pleasure. He knew I loved to have it all, and he'd let me have it all. I knew he came when he was fucking, and I was sucking about half of it more rapidly. So this way it was ourWeasure. "Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!"
I opened wider and looked up at him pleadingly, and he nodded his head. He began to hold me behind my head and ease my mouth down further, with his dick coming further into my mouth, until the head was filling my gullet. Then I took it all. I was nuzzling his groin with my nose and chin, and the hair around his dick were tickling my lips and nose. The sensation of taking it all once again was almost making me climax. I was ready for it, believe me.
I let up slightly because I had to breathe, but was moaning and the joy still tingling inside my throat. And we began the in-and-out movements with my lips slipping and sliding up and down the long shaft of his organ. Pleasure filled me abundantly, and I let it out with my little moans. "Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" I felt my clitoris turning red-hot and my pussy getting wet. I knew then that it would take only a little more of this pleasure to make me do my business. But I had to get his cream, and I was really working hard for it, I tell you.
"Wooouuuu shit, baby!" Tyran exclaimed ecstatically. "Damn if your mouth isn't getting better all the time. Good goddamn, I don't think I'm gonna be able to hold back much longer. Oooh shit, you're sucking dick right now. Waaahhoo!"
With those words hot in my ears, in my mind, I sucked vigorously on his dick, until I made him feel as if his nut sac was going to pop wide open any moment. That was when he began to twist and jerk and pull me and push me back and forth faster and faster. "Ohhhh!" he cried out, his entire body trembling. "Ohhhh, baby, oohhh! I'm gonna cum! Unnngghhh! Gaaahhhrr! Arrrggghh!" The cream seemed to be there at the head of his dick instantly. The thrill was renewed ... it was ovemhelmingly powerful and terrific ... the pleasure was remarkably great ... and the sensation was more than satisfying ... it was provoking!
"Aggghhhh shit!" Tyran groaned as he took me into his arms. "You're the greatest!"
"Thank you, love," I whispered. We cuddled close together, and I held onto his throbbing, empty dick. "I enjoyed my birthday gift."
"Love that cream, don't you?" he smiled. "Yours is the best."
"That's what I've been telling you," he grinned.
He was pleased, and I know I was more than pleased with my own accomplishment. I had gotten all of his cream, and my belly was now happily digesting it.
"Gonna fuck me good, baby," I asked Tyran, squeezing his cock.
"Mmmmmmm! You mean to tell me I've failed along the way somewhere?"
"No. Never! I just need it good tonight." He turned me over and I gaped my thighs open for him. "Dick that pussy like you know it's all yours," I told him.
"It had better be," he told me, easing his dick into my slobbering pussy hole.
"It is, baby, it is." I was sitting on the brink of a hot cum-flurry right then, and as he shoved his dick all the way into my spasming hole, I did my business. "Aagghiiee!" I squealed. Electrifying sensations were pervading me. I twisted and turned my head from side to side and popped my fingers. I wiggled my hips and made my cunt suck his dick, and he made me pay the price with hot and hard stabs with his dick. The flurry went on. "Anngghhee! Uhhhhnnnn! Ahhhnnn! Ooooohhhh! Aiiieee! I'm. . . doing ... my business, baby! Ooooohhh, is that guuuuud to me. Ram me, baby, ram me in my hole! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuucckkk! Aaarrgghh!! ! ! ! "
"You wanna goddamn hard fuck?" he asked, smiling.
"Yes," I whined. "Yeeessss! Give it to me. I need it." He began to hammer his pole into my cunt, striking the bottom with the bald head each time, and a new fury was set into action. My pussy walls were really sweating jism into my hole. And it intoxicated my mind and body. "Yaaahheee! Yaaaaahhh! Yeeeaaahh! That's it! That's it! That's it, baby, that's the one. You got it! You got ... it! I'm doing my business! I'm doing. . . my businneessss for you!! ! ! ! "
I got my arms about his shoulders and my legs about his back. While he writhed, I wreathed. And our WRITHING AND WREATHING: POETRY IN EROTIC MOTION was giving us sensations never written or spoken and only lived by us. I was seeing a rainbow of cream. I was feeling a cloud of ecstasy, feeling hot rain drip onto my body and roll off onto the sheets. I heard thundering thrills rumbling through me. I smelt eroticism and tasted the essence of pleasure. I thrilled to the pleasure of the mammoth dick bursting my split beaver open, and could hear the hot jism bubbling and oozing out each time he pulled his dick back. I was excited, enthralled. I was in the midst of a river of erotic rapture. I was wiggling my hips, milking his dick, holding on to every iota of pleasure he gave me for as long as it would remain. There was so much, very little did remain. Most of what I felt was new, and being born and reborn over and over again. He was getting all of the honey out of my well-stretched honeycomb.
I held him tightly, although with the perspiration on his back it was not an easy job. My arms and hands kept slipping, so I laced my fingers, and the sweat that covered them made it hard to keep them locked. But while I was trying, my body was quivering. Orgasms were bursting like atomic bombs inside my cunt and from the tip end of my excitable clitoris. "Auuuuwwww! Auuuuwwww! Auuuuwwww now, auuuuwwww! You're. . . creaming me! You're creaming me! Ooooooh, baby, ooooh! Get that pussy! Get it! Ooooh, get it, get it, get it ... all! It's yours! It's ... all ... y-y-y-yours!"
He began to writhe faster and shove his pole harder, diving deeper and deeper, pressing against the bottom of my cunt each time he stabbed me, held it, then came up some to stab some more. I sucked his dick with my pussy muscles, but it would be a while before he gave up his second batch of cream this morning.
I lifted my body up to his to accept the banging and the thrills it brought. I trembled and bit into my bottom lip so hard, a little blood came out of it. The thrills and sensations had united down in my spasming hole. "Huuuunggh!" I whimpered. "Gaaahhhrr! Aaaaagghh! My Gawd, I'm cuming! Oooh, baby, you're getting all of that stuff this morning. Ooooohhrr!! ! ! ! "
He held the giant cock head at the bottom of my spasming hole to my delight. Thrills roared through me. A tidal wave of pleasure rolled over me and drowned me in its torrid estrus. I could hear the suction down there once he started moving in and out again, then moving around in little circles, and ramming it to me good. I wiggled. I made my muscles in my cunt work overtime. I moaned and cried and cursed. I came. And came. And came some more. Cum freaks like me can do that night and day, day and night. "Oooowwwnn! It's so ... guuuuuddd ... to-o-o-o-o ... m-m-meeeeee!"
"Get off, baby, get off!" he ordered, working his hips faster right then, and pushing and pulling his dick in and out of my whimpering hole. "Cum on, baby, cum on! Get off! Get off! Get off, I tell you!"
"I'm doing it," I whined. "I can't stop. You won't let me stop. I'm still ... creaming. I swear ... I ... am creaming myself to death!"
He flipped me over on my belly and I raised my sexily exciting rump up into the air while he dragged his long dick out of my pussy, then planted it at theingress to my sewer hole. I was going to do my business just thinking of the thrill I was going to get. I knew I loved it back there, but there was something especially sensational at this moment, as I felt the giant dick plunging off into my behind. I pushed back. His left hand got my clit, his right a tit, and I was in cum-heaven.
"Ahhh, Tyran, daddy, ahhhh!..."
"You call me daddy?" he asked.
"Hell yes, what else can you be? Don't you like it?"
"I love it. Say it all the time."
"You've got it."
"On the serious side?"
"You've got it ... on all sides! Now fuck my ass and shut up talking. You're tormenting me. You talk too damned sexy."
I was so hot up in my holes, I could feel the liquid ecstasies bubbling over. I was wrestling with them. And wrestling with those kinds of pleasures and erotic sensations is like wrestling with a wild steer and a stallion at the same time. There was no way to win. My mind was drowning in the midst of all those pleasures, sensations and thrills I was receiving from the clicking I was getting in my behind. I continued to press back. The dick came all the way in and I bellowed insanely as a double orgasm struck. "Anngghhie! Oooooowwn! Good Gawd, I'm cuuumming! Ooohhh, Tyran, baby. . . dadddiiee! Daddiiiee! Fuck baby's ass! Fuck baby's ass for her! Oooh shit, you're doing it. You're really doing. Oh! Ohhhh! Oooohhhrr! Uhhhnnnn! Aiiieeee! Weeeeaaah! Ummmfff! Ummmffff!! ! ! ! "
I felt so freakish in the butt I was almost ashamed. But I remembered the man with his dick up in there was just as freakish for my hole as I was for his pole. I was in so much pleasure I could not determine which hand had which tit, or which hand was molesting my clit, or how many fingers he was using. But I was damned sure he had all of his rock-hard pole up my twitching ass-hole. It plunged and retreated, then crashed inside once more. My pubic hair was on fire. "Aaaiiieee!" My skin was melting on my flesh. "Unnneeee! Unneeee!
Unnneeee!" My flesh was frying. "Auugghh, daddy, auuuggghh!" My organs and glands were dancing together, and my senses had long before fled the scene, leaving my soul to live in absolute pleasure. "Ummmfff! Ummmfff! Ummmffff! Unnnggghh!! ! ! ! "
The greatest moment came when I felt his organ growing inside my gasping rear hole, and his manly body quivered like a little leaf in a hurricane. I sat back on his dick, wanting the juice to spurt up inside my entrails and go into my belly from the rear. "Cum, daddy!" I begged. "Cum in my guts. Fill my guts with your hot juice for me. Ummmffff! Ummmffff! Ummmmfff! Give it to me! Give it ... to m-m-meeeee! Aaarrrggh!! ! ! ! "
He grabbed me with both hands as his organ sprung loose, and his cream flooded my deep sewer. "Annggghhh!" He let out a yell of ecstasy. "Gaaahhhrr! Unnggghhh! I'm cuming in your butt, bitch! I'm cuming! Oooohhh shit, I'm c-c-c-cuummiing in ... your ... fine ... assssss! Oooohhhrr!! ! ! ! "
I felt it oozing out of the cock from the very beginning, and what little there was soon covered the insides of my entrails. His hands mashed my titties and cream jumped out of my pussy walls. And I will always believe the tip of my clit burst wide open. He was in my butt, but the thrills were everywhere.
We fell over onto the bed on our sides still united. I sighed and smiled and my ass-hole twitched, my cunt spasmed, my cut trembled, and my titties panted. "Ummmmmmmm! Beautiful, daddy," I whimpered, holding my hands over the top of his hands that were crushing my titties. But there was no pain. There was only pleasure.
"It's always beautiful with you," he sighed.
We were drenched in perspiration. We were breathing hard, and our bodies were still at a very high temperature inside and out. I know his dick was hot to my rear hole, and my rear hole had to be hot to his dick.
"I wish Cyril was as happy as me," I said. I felt sorry for my sister. But glad I had not made the mistake of marrying Bobby Karras. He was having tough luck, but mainly because he was spending all of his time chasing young bitches in heat instead of getting his ass on the ball and supporting his wife and twins.
"She's got what she wanted," Tyran told me. "She was being smart when she stole the bastard from you. But I was the smart one."
"Why you say that, daddy?" I blushed, and pushed my wide ass back upon his dick.
"I've got you," he whispered. "And what you've been getting since we met won't ever stop. I'll take care of you in every way."
"Mmmmmmm. Sounds wonderful. But, daddy, don't talk." I wiggled my hips. "Get to moving. Make me do some more business."
"All I can think of right now," he said, "your business has to be the best business going. It's sure good for me."
"I believe it, daddy. And I'm totally all yours.
And what is yours ... is totally all mine. Let's take good care of what we've got. Love my hole between my vibrant hips some more. Love Ferrea's rump, daddy! Tenderly, but very tenderly."
"Don't worry, baby, I'll be loving it for a long, long time."
He began to writhe once more. I smiled and pushed my wide spread back to him, and we kind of automatically fell in rhythm with one another. I didn't know where the little cream we were making in his balls would end up, but we were making some. We were doing our business in a way no other couple has ever done business before. No business was as good as ours. This was my new life. I was still the lascivious bitch I had always been, still exciting and lewd and wanton. But it was all exhibited and expressed with true love ... and not lust. And because my greatest sensations were still up my rump, it should have been my middle name. Maybe it was, and I just didn't know it. Maybe my rump did have a clit up there some place. Maybe it didn't. But it sure as hell did have a whale of a dick in it right then. And, oh, how I was getting ready to do my business. Big, big business. The kind only Ferrea Bey can do.
