Blake pulled back and his cum-coated cocktip forced her pubes apart. With a slurpy sound, he fucked into her cunt to the hilt. Deep, deep inside her cunt Cammy could feel him spurting. Her feverish cunt-flesh closed tightly around his cock as if it were sucking the thick, hot sap from his body. She babbled incoherently and dug her fingers into his ass-cheeks, her body twisting and jerking against the mattress as Blake stroked her hard.
Cammy's hurried rush into the last moments of their fuck made Blake wild. He bit her shoulder and pinned her hands roughly against the pillow. Then he nibbled her tits until she squealed and dug her heels into the backs of his thighs.
"Ohhhhh, ahhhhhh!" Cammy sighed, her wet mouth hungry for Blake's, her hot pussy pulling the cum from his cock in spasms of frenzied pleasure that made him thrust into her even harder.
"You got it all, babydoll!"
"Ohhhhhh yes, it feels wonderful!"
Cammy's cunt spasmed with exquisite tremors. Her cum slick pussy slipped easily around Blake's prick as he kept spurting and fucking and exciting her. She was coming for the second time, her fuck-muscles convulsing with ecstasy.
Blake pressed her down hard on the bed. Her thighs were spread wide to let him in as deep as he could go, and her clit was a pulsing trigger of pleasure being rubbed by his hot cock. He tamped in another spurt or two, then sighed and stopped thrusting.
"Ohhhhh God!" Cammy panted. "I was really yelling. I hope I didn't wake up your wife!"
"It's okay. She sleeps like a hibernating bear."
As she lay there feeling Blake's cock going soft in her pussy, Camilla began to realize just how wild things had gotten. She dimly remembered how it had started, how Blake had fooled around until he'd gotten her interested, gotten her hot. Then she hadn't been able to resist his touches and kisses.
"I'd better get dressed and get home."
"We haven't worked on your math problems much."
"I don't care. I don't think I can stay any longer. I don't think I could face your wife if she got up. I'm sorry I did this, Blake. I wish you hadn't started touching me."
"Don't give me that crap. You liked it just fine!"
Camilla lowered her eyes. She was angry with Blake, but angrier at herself. Yet, mad as she was, she couldn't keep her eyes off him as he turned to dress. Even though she'd just been fucked, she found herself wanting more. She wondered how long it would be before she would want to see him again.
"You'll be back next Wednesday, won't you?" Blake asked, puffing on a pair of tight designer jeans.
"I don't think I should…"
"You'll be here. If you're ever going to get yourself straightened out with that math, you'd better be here." He gave her a warm smile. "And besides, there's more to life than math, isn't there?"
"Yeah. I guess so."
By the time Camilla got back home, her heart wasn't pounding so fast, but her pussy was still swollen and her underwear was soppy with Blake's cum. It felt to her like he'd pumped a gallon of his slick, pungent cum into her belly. At least she didn't feel too scared of getting knocked up. Her period came and went like clockwork and this was not a dangerous time of the month. She'd put her books in her room and was getting something to eat when her father came into the kitchen.
"How did you work with the tutors go?"
"Fine. Just fine." She avoided his eyes.
"Well, if you don't make progress with this fellow… what did you say his name was?"
"Mr. Garrison. I think his first name is Blake."
"Yes. Well, if you don't make progress with Mr. Garrison, I can arrange something else. Something a little more intensive."
"Okay, Dad, but I think Mr. Garrison is gonna teach me a lot." She blushed saying it, because she knew she'd learned lots more sex than math that evening. What frightened her was that she wanted to learn more.
"Oh, by the way, Janet said she wanted you to call her."
"Maybe I'll just drop over and say hi," Cammy said quickly, welcoming an excuse to get out of the house and away from her father's suspicions. Well, maybe he didn't suspect her, but Cammy had the feeling that a man could tell when a woman had been with another man. Surely, her dad was sensitive to the aroma of cum. If he got a whiff of that she wasn't sure how she'd handle it. Cammy hurried out of her house and crossed the lawn.
Janet answered the door and gave Cammy a big hug.
"I've been wondering how you are. What's new?"
"A lot!"
Janet wrinkled her nose and sniffed. "Yeah, I'll bet. I can already guess half of it. You've been fucking somebody in the last half hour."
"Is it that obvious?"
"You don't exactly smell like a virgin." Janet shook her head and grinned. "So you really went and did it. You lost that silly little cherry of yours!"
"I'm afraid so." Cammy tossed her loose, blonde hair. "Could I use your shower? I feel sticky as hell."
"Oh wow, I can't wait to hear about this. I'll take a shower with you."
Giggling with excitement, Janet took Cammy by the hand and pulled her upstairs to her bedroom. Then before Cammy could stop her crazy friend, Janet had stripped off her skirt and top and jerked down her panties.
"Look at you! You're all swollen up."
Janet's eyes were wide with disbelief. "He must have had a nice big cock, whoever it was."
"I can't tell you who it was," Cammy said, "but it was big all right."
"Did he do anything else? Did he feel you up? Did he eat your pussy?"
"Janet! I don't want to tell you everything."
"Oh please, I've got to know! Come on, let's get in the shower and that'll loosen you up."
The hat water did feel good and Cammy let Janet soap her back and slide her fingers between the cheeks of her ass. Then her chubby friend soaped Cammy's tits and rubbed her own big tits against them. Cammy hugged Janet as the spray thundered down over their faces. They kissed.
"Was his cock bigger than this?" Janet asked, grabbing a shampoo bottle from the tile shelf.
Sammy put her hand around the smooth cylinder of plastic. "Yeah, about that big."
Bending her knees and rocking her hips forward, Janet eased the shampoo bottle down and began to push it between the lips of her pussy.
"Christ, I don't know whether I'd be able, to take something like this or not!"
"It hurt, but I loved it!"
"Tell me how he seduced you. He did seduce you, didn't he?"
"Yeah. He started tell me how pretty I was and all that kind of stuff. Then before I knew it he was touching me and kissing me and getting his hands in my pants was so wet it embarrassed me."
"Tell me more while I fuck myself with this bottle," Janet panted, her big brown eyes glazed over with lust.
"He pinned my hands above my head when he got his cock in good. I could feel his cock stretching me and my pussy kept grabbing at it like it wanted to suck all that white stuff."
"Yeah, I know. It just makes me feel funny to say it."
"Except when you're doing it. Then you say anything."
"How'd you know?"
Janet moaned as she worked the shampoo bottle a little deeper. "I just do."
As Cammy went into more detail about how Blake had given her the most thorough fucking of her life, she watched her friend force the bottle into her pussy. Then Janet grabbed Camilla's hand and guided it down between her thighs.
"You do it. Do it while you're hugging me and I can pretend it's that big stud of yours, whoever he is."
Camilla grabbed the shampoo bottle at the neck and began to push it in and out of her friend's pussy. It excited her more than she'd first thought. To feel the resistance as she thrust it deep into Janet's cunt made her shiver. She felt a little of what it was like to be a boy. She was forcing something hard and long up into a girl's cunt!