Watching and Lusting by Mandil PART 5 Of course Linda didn't find the taste different. Again and again, she pressed the tip of her tongue on a blob of whitish sperm coating her smeared knickers that she had used to wipe herself. "But it does taste the same! How can you tell if your sperm is not potent now?" "Elementary my dear. It is a known fact that heat above a certain temperature will make it very safe. After all, I do know much more than you do on that matter, and besides, why would I lie to you?" She looked at him for a few seconds, as if she was trying to figure out if he was joking or not. Then once again, Bobbie saw her usual smile appear on her lips. "Does that mean that we can make love without any risk of my getting pregnant now?" "Yes we can, unless you don't want me to do it with you of course, but then I would have to get the release for my passion from my wife naturally." It was evident to him that his immediate goal was to make her jealous of his wife, and thus in so doing, he would gain her consent to let him fuck her. Again, Linda seemed to think about what he had just said to her. Finally she told him that she was willing to let him insert his cock inside of her, provided she was quick to add, that it didn't hurt her too much. "Alright, so as to make certain that I will cause you no pain whatsoever, I'll let you be in control of our very first attempt at fucking. That way you'll be able to proceed at your own speed and stop whenever it becomes uncomfortable, my little angel." While they were discussing that matter, she was still sitting on his lap, with her back against his chest. But as soon as she gave her verbal consent to let him have his way with her, he stretched himself out on his back, with his legs hanging over the edge of the last box, while his feet rested on the cement floor. With him stretched out on his back, she sat on his lower body, with her back facing him. Then very deliberately, she reached back for his steel-hard erection, behind her. She then lifted herself up, so that her feet were now resting on the top of the box, on either side of his thighs, and while squatting over his groin. She moved back until she was in position, with her cunt's lips just a few inches above the tip of his still oozing cock. She then proceeded to lower herself down a little, until the head of his glistering organ began to stretch her lips, and it was forcing its way in between them. Once the head disappeared completely between her lips, she stopped lowering herself for a moment, while still aiming his firm column of flesh, with her right hand, at the exact spot where it needed to go. For a second or two, all movements stopped, then once again she started to lower herself a little more onto it. From where Bobbie was hiding, he had a perfect view of their two organs, as they made contact. He watched carefully as the head of Mr. Steven's cock slowly made its way deeper into her now well stretched lips. All of a sudden, she again stopped lowering herself onto him, and remained very still. She now had an expression of pain on her face. "It's hurting me now, and I feel myself being stretched, as if I was going to be split in two." "Of course she should be experiencing pain." thought Bobbie. "For one thing, the cock that she was trying to force into her vagina is a monster, being almost as think as her wrist. And besides, her virginal membrane is probably also preventing any further progress." Bobbie had often seen the cocks of his friends in the school's showers, and until now, he thought that he had nothing to be ashamed of, as far as the size of his organ was concerned, but he certainly wasn't in the same league as Mr. Steven was, either comparing the thickness or the length. The monster that she was trying to force into her vagina was almost twice as thick as his own cock, and it was at least a good two inches longer, when comparing both erected organs. He was now convinced that Mr. Steven's erection could well cause her permanent damage, if she weren't careful. "Be patient." He heard Mr. Steven tell her. "Your passage will get used to the stretching, and your vagina muscles will easily accommodate it, after a while. After all you do realize that babies come out of there, and they are much bigger than what we are trying to insert in there now." He didn't mention a word about her maidenhead, that was probably also blocking his progress within her. Either he didn't want to scare her, about what was about to happen, or else he didn't think it was important enough to be bothered with. While he held her with a hand on either side of her waist, he gradually lifted his lower body against her, thus gaining a little more ground within her. "Stop! Oh please stop! You're hurting me." Linda squealed in pain. "I feel this burning, deep inside of me. I don't think that you can get any deeper within me." There was definitely fright in the sound of her voice now, and she was on the verge of crying, as she expressed her fear to him. "It's always like that the first time. If you stop now, you will remain an old maid for the rest of your life, and further more, I'll have nothing to do with you ever again." Linda suddenly began to cry. Bobbie could see her shoulders moving up and down, as she tried to restrain herself, but she didn't dare to move her lower body for a long time. Finally she said to him in between sobs. "The pain is less now, but I don't think that I can get it in much deeper." "I think the worst is over now. Only your hymen is preventing me from getting inside of you completely. You must be the one to ram through it, I will remain perfectly still, while you force yourself down onto my shaft." Bobbie saw her trying to support less of her weight with her legs, thus letting her own body weight force her down further onto the fleshy shaft that was trying to invade her very depths. The expression on her face was revealing the fact that she was in a lot of pain again. Two thirds of his erection was still outside of her body, and from his point of view, it looked as if only a miracle would permit the rest of it to enter her, without killing her. It was also evident that she couldn't make up her mind as what she should do at this very moment. She choose to remain very still, without saying a word. She was again supporting much of her weight by means of her legs, and part of it with her hands, that were pressed against his thighs. It seemed to Bobbie, at that moment, that she was prepared to remain that way forever. But time was on Mr. Steven's side. By now Linda realized that it had been a mistake in the first place, to allow that much of her weight to rest on her legs and hands. Her arms were getting weaker by the second now, and Mr. Steven was holding her in place, with a hand on either side of her, so that she couldn't move in any direction, except up or down. Tears began to fall freely from her eyes, even though not a sound escaped from her mouth. Her arms were the first to fail her, and her legs soon followed. The column of flesh pressing up into her, between the lips of her over stretched cunt, became the sole support for her entire weight now. The pain must have been great indeed, judging by the loud cry that came out of her mouth, it was evident that she was in the grasp of real, excruciating pain. Slowly, like a post sinking into quicksand, his thick organ began to make its way inside of her narrow channel. On and on it penetrated her, like a snake entering its hole, until at last her bottom cheeks were resting on his belly and his upper thighs. Mr. Steven's cock was no longer visible to Bobbie, all he could see now was his scrotum resting between her wide stretched pussy lips, while they were being pressed between both of their bodies. The contact between them was so intimate, that had a space traveler, ignorant of the male and female anatomy of humans, been a witness to what Bobbie was observing now, it would have been impossible for this being to say to which of the two the scrotum belonged to. For a long time neither of them moved. She was no longer even trying to support her weight by means of her hands, even her legs were bent at a much steeper angle, which meant that more of her weight was being applied to her hips. She just sat there resting, fully impaled on Mr. Steven's cock. Her face still had traces of tears on it, but she was no longer crying. To Bobbie, it appeared that she was either in shock, or just very afraid to move. Mr. Steven was the first to break the long silence that followed, after he had been lodged within her for a couple of minutes. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She tried to say something, but even though her lips moved, no words came out. Mr. Steven must have realized that she was in a state of shock, and he tried to comfort her as best as he could. "Don't move for a little while, give your body time enough so that it can get used to having my cock within you." Even if it had been her intention to move, it would have been impossible for her to do so, since besides being fully impaled on his huge shaft, he had both of his hands on her hips, and he was holding her down on him. In addition, she seemed paralyzed by the fear of even more pain to come, if she dared to move. Her facial expression reminded Bobbie of a movie that he had seen recently. In this movie, a swordsman had driven his sword all the way into the belly of his opponent, and while he still held his long thin sword fully imbedded into the mortal wound of his opponent, they were both looking at one another, and neither one of them dared to move, since they each knew that as soon as the sword would be taken out, the mortally wounded man was going to die. There had been that same look of shock, as well as fear on the dying man's face, and this is exactly the same expression that Bobbie was observing on Linda's face now. Bobbie could now see blood oozing out of her vagina, it was slowly leaking over the pressed balls under her, and staining Mr. Steven's crotch hair as well as the insides of his thighs. At that instant, he felt sorry for her and also felt very angry towards Mr. Steven, for what he had done to her. Linda finally said something, after what seemed a long time to Bobbie. "It's not too bad now, the pain isn't as intense as it was before. But please don't move yet." "You don't have to worry, from now on you'll only feel pleasure. Aren't you glad that you were able to overcome your fear, and that you've finally gotten rid of your virginity?" The lost of her virginity didn't seem to bother her that much, but she was still frightened, because of the intense pain that she had to endure while losing it. "Yes, I was afraid, but I was right to be fearful, since there was a lot of pain when you got all the way inside me. But I think I'll be fine now." She was the first to move a little. It was a tentative trial, as she lifted her body up, just a few inches above him. His cock was now half visible to Bobbie. It was smeared with blood, but of course she could not see this and then slowly lowered herself again onto the thick shaft, until it once again disappeared between her cunt's lips, fully inside of her pussy again. "How does it feel now?" Mr. Steven asked, eager to find out how she was reacting now. "There isn't any more pain I'd bet. Does it feel good now?" "It does feel nice. But I'm still afraid to move too much." "The pain won't return. From now on, you'll only feel only pleasure. Here, let me help you to lift yourself up a little." She didn't answer, so he took that as an implied consent. Half a minute later, after several more tries at lifting and lowering herself, he was fucking her as hard as he could. Just as he had promised her, Bobbie could tell that all of the pain that she had felt earlier, had now been replaced with pleasurable feelings. She had her eyes closed, as she was now assisting him, as he lifted her body with his hands. Bobbie soon noticed that she had an expression of bliss on her face. Then gradually, her whole body began to quiver with lust, as she stretched her legs out more and more, thus assisting in the pumping motion of Mr. Steven's hands around her waist. All of sudden, he came deep within her virginal pussy. Bobbie realized it when he heard him grunting loudly, and heaving more intensely. A short time later, he saw a thick pinkish mixture of sperm and blood leaking out of her pussy, around his cock, as he kept on pumping her, as if his very life depended upon it. But at this moment, when Bobbie looked at Linda, it was evident that she was also in the midst of a long orgasm, judging by her eager up and down movements over Mr. Steven's, as she assisted him in fucking her. She was moaning and squealing with pleasure, and once in a while she would grind her recently deflowered cunt around the shaft that must have been reaching to the very end of her young cunt. How many orgasms had she enjoyed on that first fuck? Bobbie couldn't tell exactly, but he knew that is was certainly more than one, since for the last couple of minutes, it seemed as if she was in one continuous convulsion as she furiously pumped her lower body at an ever faster rate around Mr. Steven's erection. At last he made her stop, by restraining her with his hands. He then asked her to stand up next to him. What a mess. Her whole bottom, as well as the insides and backs of her thighs, was smeared with the same pinkish mixture of her virginal blood and their sex juices. When she turned around in order to face Mr. Steven, Bobbie had a view of her backside, and was shocked by what he saw. The thick reddish juice was leaking out of her cunt, and dripping along the insides of her thighs, while drops actually could be seen falling onto the cement floor between her feet. It was evident that Mr. Steven had not been prepared for this. Except for the blanket, they had nothing to wipe themselves with. Without the slightest hesitation, he took a corner of the blanket out from under him, and proceeded to wipe his smeared cock with it. Then he cleaned his thighs of all traces of his deed. When Linda realized that he was using the blanket to clean himself, she took the other corner and also proceeded to wipe her inner thighs with it. Then she used her panties to wipe the lips of her cunt. By the time that she was done, her panties were stained all over, and they appeared damp with the juices of their deed. She next place them on the row of boxes in front of her, just a few feet from where Bobbie was hiding. They then both got dressed in silence. They were probably too emotionally tired to say anything at this point. Before leaving, Mr. Steven checked if she was alright, and then told her to wash herself as soon as she got home. He kissed her one last time, and then they left the warehouse. It suddenly occurred to Bobbie that her panties were still on the box in front of him. That she had left without putting them back on, probably on account of the fact that they were too soaked with her blood and their sex juices. Bobbie waited for another five minutes, just in case they should return to retrieve the garment. When he realized that they wouldn't return back, he got up and reached for them. A peculiar smell was emanating from them and they felt very damp and sticky to the touch. He folded them carefully, and placed them inside of his shirt, as if they were a sacred object. Then he began the painful process of leaving the warehouse, with the aid of his crutches. Back home, he began to think about what had just happened between Linda and Mr. Steven. Where was all of this going to lead them, he asked himself. He knew that it was only a matter of time before Linda found herself with a baby growing in her belly. Mr. Steven had lied to her, that Bobbie was absolutely sure of. After all, he had never heard that soaking male testicles in hot water would prevent conception. Mr. Steven had lied to Linda, so that she wouldn't object to his fucking her, without any protection. Bobbie felt a little sorry for Linda. He didn't know her that well, but for the last couple of weeks, he had gotten used to seeing her with Mr. Steven, and even though he realized that she was naive in believing Mr. Steven, he still thought that she was a nice girl. Should he inform someone about what Mr. Steven was doing to her? Of course it would be the proper thing to do, but then how could he explain his being in the warehouse in the first place. And even if someone did believe him, all hell would break loose after that, and even Linda would be punished. Besides he was now hooked on watching them, and he couldn't possibly imagine not being able to see Linda's naked young body anymore. He therefore came to the conclusion that it would be best for him, if he simply kept the whole thing a secret, at least as long as he continued to watch them. Even though it was certain that Linda was bound to get hurt one way or the other, at least he would still be able to enjoy her nakedness for a while longer. Besides he was very curious to find out what would be the outcome of their fucking. They didn't fuck again the next day since Linda was too sore. Of course they did everything else, including sucking each other off. But the day after, Friday, and every single day after than, except on Sundays of course, he got to watch them fucking. Under the guidance and coaching of Mr. Steven, Linda soon developed a strong appetite for sex, and for everything that had to do with sex. It seemed that she couldn't ever get enough of it. By the end of August, Bobbie learned from spying on them, that Linda's mother no longer wanted her to work during the week, once school began again. But on the other hand, she was still willing to let her work on Saturdays. Bobbie also discovered that Mrs. Steven, on the advise of her husband, was going to ask Linda to baby-sit for them every Friday night, on account of the fact that the office was open that evening. Since Mrs Steven would be in the office, to take care of the clients, Linda would be asked on that evening to take care of the baby at their house. Mr. Steven had explained to his wife that from now on, he had to be on the road on those evenings, and this was why his wife was going to ask Linda to baby-sit for her. He also said to Linda, as if the whole thing was a big joke that on those evenings, as soon as it would get dark, that he would park his truck on another street, then go on foot to join her at the house. The school year had begun now, and on a few occasions, while walking to school or back home, he would talk with Linda. Once, while walking home, he even walked along with her, all the way to her house. She was friendly enough with him, and she seemed to enjoy talking to him, but at the same time, he could tell that she wasn't trying to charm him with too many smiles, and artificial expressions, as was an all too common tactic that many girls used, whenever they thought that a boy was interested in them. But still, during this fifteen minute walk with her, he discovered that he was in love with her, and more than anything else in the world he wanted her, even if a married man was regularly fucking her. For the next six months, he watched them fuck every Saturday evening in the warehouse. But of course he knew that this wasn't the only fucking that they did together. From their talking, he learned that every Friday evening, while Linda was babysitting, she was also getting it regularly then. Bobbie began to notice a gradual change in Mr. Steven's attitude towards Linda. As the weeks went by, he began to expect more and more from her. Not that she would refuse him anything, on the contrary she was always willing and eager to please him in any way that she could. For one thing, he often would talk to her about the many adventures that he had had with different women, before he got married. He would describe to her all the intimate details of his affairs with them. Then, much to Bobbie's surprise, he also began to urge her to go out with boys her own age, even though it was against the will of her parents to do so, and to let them have sex with her, so that she could come back to him, and give him all of the intimate details as to what she had done with them. Linda always went into a fit of crying, when he suggested it. While in tears, she would complain to him that he surely didn't love her, if he was willing to share her with others. Still he kept urging her on, until one Saturday evening in the early spring, he told her that he had a big favor to ask of her. He also added that it was in her power to help him save his business, and that if she did help him, he would be eternally grateful to her. (end of part 5)