Robert Vickers
Blackmailed teenager
CHAPTER ONE
Laurie Benson moaned low as she felt the hand moving up the inside of her thigh. The way he gripped at her flesh made her quiver with lust. She knew the hand slowly groping for her fleecy-furred snatch was only a taste of things to come.
She gently reached out and found Jack's erection. The cock bounced and bucked under her grip. His prick was nothing exceptional and he wasn't the greatest in bed, but she was horny and anything that would ease the sexual tension she felt would be good.
Anything.
"How's that, honey?" he asked. "Like the way I'm stroking along your leg? The way you feel, it's… super!"
"Hmmm, yes, it's nice. Real nice. But move your hand a little higher. Um, oh god! Yes, there! Feel how wet I am!"
She wished he'd get on with it. Foreplay was fine to get her turned on, but when she was already hot…
"Christ, you… you're already wet! Your cunt's frothing over already and I haven't done anything yet!"
She refrained from answering. She didn't like fucking in a cheap motel room but it was the best he could do. Being a teenager was a drag. And having a seventeen-year-old boyfriend was a drag, too. He didn't have his own apartment and could hardly take her home to ball. At least Jack could afford a motel room, even if it was a sleazy hole like this one.
Fucking in the back seat of a car was more frustrating than it was satisfying.
And she always ended up with a kink in her neck. At least in a bed she could throw herself into the screwing and enjoy the hell out of it.
As much as she could with a lousy lay like Jack, at any rate.
She felt a shiver pass the length of her body. It started at the top of her head and surged all the way down to her toes. The movement of his hand on the silky flesh of her inner leg was doing it-that and the tight grip she had on his cock.
The way his prick jerked around she was certain he was almost ready to cum. She didn't want that to happen. Not yet. Not until he got inside her and fucked her needy cunt a few times.
But he wasn't the most skilled cocksman around.
She thought back to the college stud she'd fucked for several months. His prick was a good eight inches long and inside her it felt like a telephone pole. Even better, he knew exactly what to do to bring her off the maximum number of times.
One night while they'd fucked in his backyard under the stars, she'd cum nine times. Maybe ten. She'd lost count.
With Jack, she was lucky to get off once.
"God, I love looking at you! You're so lovely!" the boy exclaimed.
Looking into his eyes, she could see he was being honest with her. There was no denying she was a hot bush, a really foxy chick. Her tits weren't the mounds of flesh some sported. She wasn't stacked like any of the cheerleaders. But there was no reason for complaint.
Like one of the guys had told her once before he had fucked her brains out, anything more than a mouthful is a waste.
She had a little wasted titflesh but she thought it added to her appeal. A tiny waist seemed to emphasize her boobs and the flare of her ass. And the girl knew her long, trim legs were enough to give a statue a hard-on. Male eyes turned, to watch her walk as she strutted up and down the hall in school.
All she wanted right now was to feel a cock-not eyes-on her snatch. The hollowness between her legs was driving her wild with lust. It had been an eternity since she'd felt rigid cock driving hard into her cunt.
Twitching again and wiggling down a little into the hard bed, she let her legs drift wider open to give the teenager a better yew.
"See anything you like?" she taunted.
"Damn straight!"
"I hope it is," she said. She tugged a little at his prick and said, "Yeah, it's damn straight. And hard. And just a teeny bit cold. I know a nice, warm place for it."
She pulled him hard enough to make him yelp but he moved his prick, his lovely, steely-hard fucking tool, closer to her twat.
"There, right there!" she urged him on. "Fuck me!"
"I, ummm, god, I can hardly keep it in!"
She felt his prick bucking like a wild bronco in her grip. The guy was going to cream all over her like a teenager getting his first piece of tail. She'd been in the sack with him enough times to know how excited he got, how uncontrollable his passions were.
"Calm down a little. Just feel all you want. I'm not going anywhere." She mentally added, and I doubt if I'm going to cum, either!
She sighed as he began exploring her lush body. His mouth closed on one upturned tit and he sucked. The pressure on the nipple sent a, spike of joy into her chest. His tongue teased her nipple until it was a hard, red pebble of pulsating heat.
When he began gently nibbling on her tit, she abandoned herself to the feelings rampaging through her. Maybe she could get off on the way he was sucking her boobs, feeling her legs, pressing his hairy chest down into her softly yielding body.
She reached out and pulled his head down firmly into her tits. The teenager got the message that she wanted more of his mouth all over her luscious knockers.
He began licking and kissing and lightly nipping at her tender flesh.
The rough wetness of his tongue sent shudders into her that pushed her slowly up the pinnacle toward orgasm. It wasn't like having a prick deep up her cunt, fucking her, pleasuring her, but it was better than nothing.
He rolled his tongue around in a broad circular pattern. His tongue pressed the rock-hard nipple down into the firm flesh of her tit before starting a spiral down the slope of her boob. When he finally reached the base of her jug, he buried his face in the deep canyon between her tits. The motion of his tongue back and forth between her boobs caused her breath to quicken.
Inept as he was as a lover, he was reaching her. He was stimulating her and making her come alive.
But still there was the aching emptiness between her thighs. A hand stroking her inner thigh wasn't good enough. There had to be more. And that "more" was his cock!
She wiggled under him again and managed to position herself so her cunt was wide open. He pressed firmly down into her, his cock far away from the blood-engorged pussy lips so hungrily awaiting his prick.
"Go on, please, oooooh! Your tongue's nice but I want more! I want that gorgeous cock of yours! NOW!"
He began working his way up her body like a snake slithering up a tree trunk.
He kissed and licked his way until their mouths crushed together firmly.
By now, the girl was frantic with lust. She'd do anything to feel his cock driving hard and deep into her belly. Her tongue stabbed out and into his mouth. Tongues meeting, they began rolling around in erotic acrobatics. She let her tongue glide back and forth over his to give him the idea of what she really wanted.
This didn't seem to spur him on. She began darting her tongue in and out of his mouth in a mock-fucking that would surely give him the idea of what she so passionately needed from him.
Whether this did the trick or not, she didn't know. All she cared about was the tremors passing into her gut when she felt the blunt nose of his prick pushing against her pussy lips. This was what she wanted!
She tried hunching up to take him full length into her cunt. Somehow, he managed to elude her. He was going to fuck her in his own way, at his own convenience.
No matter that she was being driven insane with lust, with need for cock. He granted her only about an inch of his prick. And it felt like heaven to her.
She squirmed back and forth savoring the inch of, cock inside her cunt. It split her sex lips apart enough for her to feel, really feel, cock. Using well-trained muscles, she clamped down on his length with those pussy lips. Her cunt was like a lewdly grinning mouth trying to swallow his fuck stick whole.