Eileen rolled off him onto her back. With alert eyes she looked into his face for instruction.
"Open your legs wide apart," Walter said.
Eileen stretched her curving limbs far to each side. In the dim lamplight, the soft flesh of her inner thighs shined with moisture spilled from her cunt. Walter gazed down at the crimson lips of her tiny twat, at the red hair which looked like the flicker of flame from a match ignited in her crotch. The folds of her ass supported her cunt like a pedestal of flesh.
She expected him to mount her. To fill the aching void in her cunt with his hard meat. But he didn't. Instead, Walter stretched across the bed and laid his head between her sweet thighs to sniff and taste the treats of her vibrant pussy.
He licked away all the drool on her thighs and felt the shaking return to her body. As his tongue worked closer and closer to the tissues of her cunt she grew more and more tense, more and more excited. He ran his tongue down to taste the delicious wet on each cheek of her squashed rump.
Her thighs quivered and goose-bumps dotted the white flesh as he drove his tongue between the cheeks of her ass to lick her anus into a tight, contracted knot. Then he swept up to the gleaming lips and abruptly stabbed his tongue deep inside the hug of her burning walls.
"Ahhhhh…" she sighed as she felt the pliant mass soothe the apprehension away.
Walter had never tasted a more delicious, fresher cunt in his life. It tasted like pure, clean flesh and gushed streams of delicate cream into his sucking lips. He drew the loose flesh into his mouth and jabbed his tongue as far inside as it could reach. Her thighs clamped around his head and she hoisted her lithe body hungrily up to his face.
He licked her pubic hair until it clung flat like a greased hairdo and sucked her navel until she groaned with distraction. She was crying for his cock, moaning with pain to feel the glorious fill of her steaming crack with his mighty pillar of hard muscle.
Her hand was grabbing at the cock, pulling it, trying to guide it up her leg to the cravings of her crotch. But Walter took his time and enjoyed mouthfuls of her small breasts and puckered nipples before crawling high enough to touch into the slickness of her cunt.
She was humping up at him eagerly, trying to wrap her screaming cunt around his shaft. "Please! Please… Mr. Cunningham… Please put it in me!"
He kissed her mouth to silence her and grabbed down to hold each of her thighs with his hands. He lifted them up high and bent them back toward her shoulders. Her crotch was opened up to him fully, the crying lips of her juicy twat sat vulnerably before the flared head of his poised cock.
As he parted his lips from hers, Eileen managed to mouth the word, "Please."
The pulpy head of his rod pressed solidly into the wet lips of her cunt and they parted into a wide, tight clamp of moist flesh around him. He pushed and the cock-head stretched the opening wide enough to dig inside. Eileen sucked in a deep breath of air as she felt the straining mass of his cock bite its way inside.
The fantastic squeeze of her small twat embraced every entering inch of his cock as Walter steadily pushed deeper and deeper. The firm flesh of her body trembled under him as he sank his stick to full depth and heard the painful moan come from her gurgling throat,
"Ohhh…" she sighed.
It felt like his cock was wrapped with a thousand burning rubber bands as the muscles of her cunt started shuddering and clamping at him. The flowing liquids creamed around the large guest to welcome it, bathe it with gratitude, cry with happiness all around it.
The grate of his flared head inflamed the tissues of her box as he slowly pulled up and almost all the way out. The deep regions of her cunt felt terribly empty after the cock moved away. She squirmed and lifted up for more. Walter plunged down deep to refill the void with crashing cock and make her shuddering muscles shudder with climax.
Eileen strained up and let out a shrill cry as her belly collapsed and her hips jutted fiercely into the filling stab of his rod. Her insides began to shake and rumble, she grabbed at empty air with her toes, wrapped her arms possessively around his shoulders and kept heaving her glorying pussy up for more and more of the cramming cock.
Walter kept pumping, driving his meat deep and fast as her hole stuttered around it. The spasmodic grabs of her pussy walls tore at his pecker each time it moved. His legs flexed, his hips jerked, his rump dipped deep between her upraised thighs to chum his stick deeper and deeper into the delicacy of the climaxing cunt.
He reached down and grabbed her ass to hold her writhing torso steady as he plastered himself repeatedly in and out. She was young and hard, eager and willing, she took everything he could manage to shove inside her. His fingers pressed into the tender hole of her ass and she squirmed.
But he inserted his middle finger inside the tight ring and watched her surprised face look up with shock. Beads of sweat coated her upper lip, she tried to speak, to beg him not to probe her ass… but no words came out. Instead a deep sigh of great pleasure issued from her sweet lips, her large eyes were closed away behind the lids.
Walter twirled his finger around as he stabbed his cock faster into the cunt. Her climax had passed and now he could feel her working at him. She was trying to learn, trying to match his rhythm and tempo. As he shoved in she lifted up to catch his thrust. As he withdrew she lowered with a washing twist.
Walter slowed his pace and she caught onto the steady dance of his experienced cock. Steadily they pumped their hot organs in and around each other until Eileen's breath caught, she gasped, another climax was coming. Walter maintained the rhythm and she did her best to keep control.
But her rasping breath grew louder, she bent her head way back and groaned, "Oh-Mr. Cunningham, it feels so wonderful, so great!"
His cock was melting with fire, the tip tingled and felt like it was going to explode. He could feel the sperm rising in his guts, the length of his cock felt electrically wired, the cream was about to come. He jammed his cock deep into the cunt just as it ignited into another surging climax of sucking muscles and jerking hips.
He cemented her cunt with sperm. It issued in thick, pasty spurts of pure white to coat the inside of her cunt with sticky, hot glue. Eileen felt her box filling with the boiling milk, the hot butter, the churning cream and she pulled his humping body down tight onto hers.
His hips ground with animal abandon between her legs as gush after gush of his cream was given to her. She was proud, honored to know that her pussy was filled with the mature sperm of this man she admired so much. Her legs wrapped around his to hold him in the position forever.
Walter relaxed and let his body revel in the sweet embrace of her thighs. His hips followed each spurt of jizm to plow the head of his cock deep inside her. She humped up happily to take each thrust fully.
The frantic nature of their fucking eased off and he slowly worked his cock in and out of the cream-smeared pussy until the hardness started to die away. Then he withdrew it and heard her moan with disappointment.
"All good things must come to an end," he whispered into her ear.
"I know. But that was so good. I wish it could just go on forever," she said.
Her face was glowing with the satisfaction of an accomplished woman. She no longer looked like a juvenile to him, she radiated her maturity, her ability to please and be pleased. Walter sat on the edge of the bed and said, "I know, I'd like to do it once again but unfortunately I'll have to rest up a while."
"Can we take a nap?" Eileen eagerly asked.
He shook his head. "No, I have to get back to the party before I'm missed."