"Lay down on your back," she said. "I'll ride you." She tried to sound experienced even though she'd never ridden a boy before. She'd seen girls do it in the woods, though, and on the bus and in the barn last night. She was dying to try it, herself.
The boy stretched out on his back, pillowing his head in his clasped hands as if he were about to receive a massage. His chest rose and fell rapidly. His prickhead pecked at his navel, leaking fuck-lube into it.
"Just relax," Denise said seductively. She was shaking just as hard as the boy was, but she fought to control herself. She wanted to give him the impression that she'd done this hundreds of times.
"You're cute," she said. "And I'm gonna fuck you."
The boy's prick flexed up, standing rigid as a tent pole before flopping back down. He moaned, his entire body reddening with a sex flush.
"Take it easy," Denise said, rubbing her fingertips over his hot lips.
Then she leaned over and kissed him, slipping her tongue into his mouth. He was shaking like a leaf.
Denise giggled. She licked his nose. She nuzzled down and sucked his small brown nipples. He groaned. She sniffed his armpits and licked the sweat off them. The scent of him made her high.
"Oh, God!" the boy gasped, his nostrils flaring as if he were breathing steam from them. He was quivering from head to toe, and Denise feared he would lose control and grab her.
She didn't want that. She wanted to remain in control of things-the way Peggy did.
"Calm down," she said, although her voice sounded anything but calm.
She moved quickly, straddling the boy's loins as she faced him. As she kneeled over him, she reached between her legs and lifted his bone-hard cock until it pointed at her dripping cunt like a seven-inch peg. His cock was vibrating, bubbling fuck-lube as it pulsed.
The boy watched her with wide eyes. His breathing was frantic.
Denise smiled at him as she lowered her cunt to his cock. His prickhead nestled between her wet cunt-lips and she sank down on his cock, letting it fuck up her pussy until she was squashing his balls with her bare ass.
The boy arched up, squirming, his eyes glazed and rolling. "It feels so good!" he moaned. "So fluffy and wet and hot!"
"Your prick feels good inside me," Denise said. "Wiggle it, huh? Oh, that feels good!" She rose up on the boy's wiggling prick, then fucked back down on it.
They both groaned, their fuck-meat coupled and throbbing. The boy jerked his ass, ramming his cock up into her with rapid, short fuckstrokes.
"Don't move," Denise said. "I wanna ride you. You just lie still."
The boy settled down, groaning, his chest heaving.
"That's it," Denise said, raising up on his cock, then sinking back down. She fucked up, then fucked down. Up. Down. Up. Down. She fucked rhythmically, gradually increasing her speed until she was fairly bouncing her ass against the boy's swollen balls.
"Ohhhhh, wowwwww!" The boy squirmed deliriously, his prick twisting in Denise's fucking cunt. He reached up and started squeezing her tits.
She reached down and pinched his hard little nipples. "Do you like that?" she asked.
"Yeah," he moaned.
She bounced her ass, her cunt fucking up and down the boy's rigid cock.
As she fucked him, his cock seemed to grow inside her, getting longer and thicker, swelling harder. She loved the heat of his fucker, loved the feel of his naked cockmeat rubbing inside her nerve-rich cunt. The fuck-juice kept leaking from her contracting pussy, and the boy's balls were drenched with her slick juices. She reached back and down, squeezing and rubbing and rolling his balls as she continued to ride his cock.
"Ohhhh, you hot girl!" the boy moaned. "I love you, I love you!" He twisted on her nipples until she thought she'd scream.
"Come on, stud," she said, "give me your cream! Shoot it in me, baby!
Come on, do it!"
Her loins felt so swollen and tight that she knew she'd be coming any moment now, and she wanted to feel him squirt his cream into her before she did. She fucked up and down, keeping her cunt tight as she rode him faster and faster.
He let go of her tits, watching them flop up and down. His prick hardened like steel inside her pussy, vibrating, his eyes rolled back.
"Oh God, shoot it!" Denise moaned, fucking down hard, trying to skin the boy's prick. "Cream me!"
The boy arched up, writhing deliriously. His mouth gaped and a low growl erupted from his throat. His body shuddered as his prick flexed and exploded its cum.
"Awwwwww!" he moaned. "Oooooh!" He writhed as if a spear had been rammed up his ass, his eyes glazed over and showing only white. His body jerked repeatedly as stream after stream of his sizzling cum squirted into Denise's hungry cunt.
Denise loved him. She wanted to marry him and live with him forever.
And all they would do was fuck-fuck and feel like this. And he would shoot her full of his hot cum endlessly. She fucked down on his wriggling, flexing prick and her cunt exploded with spasms.
"Eeeeeh!" she whimpered. "Oh baby, feels so good!" She felt hot sensations not only in her loins but in the tips of her curling toes.
The boy humped upward, ramming his cock up her pussy and pumping his jism into her until his cock began to soften. Suddenly, he burst into laughter, stunning Denise so that she jerked up off his cock even though the last spasms of orgasm were still nibbling through her cunt.
"Jesus, what's wrong?" she said.
"Nothing," the boy gasped, catching his breath. "I just get ticklish all over after I shoot. Your cunt felt like it would bite my prick off.
It tickled."
"Funny," Denise said, half sarcastically. She grabbed her pants.
"Hey, what're you doing?" the boy said.
"Getting dressed," Denise said.
"Don't," the boy said. "Let me do something first. It's something I always wanted to do, but never had the chance."
"What?"
"Lie back," the boy said. "I'll show you. Yeah, now spread your legs.
Oh, wow!" He plunged his face between Denise's legs and started to eat her pussy.
Denise relaxed, sighing, watching the boy's brown head bob, listening to him slurp as he chewed her cunt and sucked the warm fuck-cream out of her. She let him eat as much as he wanted, almost falling asleep in the late afternoon heat as she listened to the hum of the fair in the background. She came twice before the boy sat back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Did I do it good?" he asked.
"Real good," Denise said, feeling good as he grinned.
She left him where she'd picked him up-next to the Ferris wheel-then wandered around the midway almost a half hour before she found her group again.
"How was he?" Peggy asked.
"Cute," Denise said. "And hot." She smiled, feeling like a full-fledged girl now, like Peggy's equal, like one of the gang of fun-loving teenagers that prowled the fairgrounds in search of excitement and pleasure.
The kids ate supper in the mess hall, all of them tanned and sweaty from a hot afternoon on the midway. As Denise ate, she relived her meeting with the boy and her hot time with him in the tent.
It had been quite a day. A very real day. The fair wasn't any dream.
The boy wasn't any dream. The bus ride down and the wild time in the barn last night surely hadn't been dreams. This was living! She realized that the world of her romance novels offered only a shadowy approximation of real life, and she looked forward to the real night ahead.
Maybe I'll get to jack off a horse tonight, she mused, licking some mustard off the end of her hot dog. The mustard was tart, making her wince. Horse-cum is surely sweeter, she thought. And hot in a different way.
Chapter 9
It was nearly midnight, and yet Denise felt as wide awake as if it were noon. She saw little chance of getting much sleep tonight, except for a few catnaps. In fact, she foresaw getting little sleep on any night until she left the fair. She realized that she'd be taking lots of naps afternoons and evenings if she was going to make it through the week without falling asleep on her feet. Strangely, the effects of a night with little sleep and a day of hard work and excitement hadn't hit her yet. She was surprised at how good she felt, how full of energy. Her eyes were wide open. She didn't want to miss anything that was going on.