Ted closed her eyes. She let her whole body relax. She concentrated on the feel of the boy's hot throbbing maleness spiked deep as he could get it within her. She could feel the beat of his racing heart transmitted through the throb of his knob. Overlaid was the slower, heavier rhythm of his breathing. She could feel the convulsive contractions of the complicated sphincter musculature as the boy squeezed, trying spasmodically to resist the overwhelming desire to cum.
She tried to concentrate, to inventory the simply physical sensation of what it was like to have a hot young cock inside her. First of all, there was the pressure of his hard young body pressing down on her as she lay supine, thighs spread and knees flexed to make room for him.
The boy's fourteen-year-old body was tall as it would ever be. But he still hadn't grown up yet except for the length of his magnificent cock. He was slim, just hairing at crotch and chest, and bore a magnificent framework for the muscles that would someday be there. At the moment he was slim, smooth, with the wondrous male grace of some pre-Christian statue. But the part of him she was most aware of was his stiff, hard, hot throbbing cock.
She was aware of its length, its flared head. But she had to get her thoughts in order, make an. inventory if she was to remember this golden moment during the years of solitude that were sure to come.
First, there was the slightly stretched feel of her vulva as its hairy lips were parted to make room for this visitor. It felt… good. She didn't know how else to describe the stretched flexion of that swollen, well-haired lip. She supposed she would be more aware, more sensitive if somebody were patting, rubbing or licking the lips of her cunt. But she could think of nothing else one half so satisfying as the feel of her vulva stretched around a hot throbbing cock.
Then there were the difficult to describe feelings inside as her cunt stretched its marvelously flexible lining to accommodate this throbbing invader. His cock was hot, as if the boy were running a temperature. She felt its warm pulsating length inside her, pushing everything this way and that to make room for its rampant male chauvinism.
Albert's whole body was stiff as his cock as he struggled not to cum. She marveled at the fourteen-year-old's vitality. This would be his-third? She guessed so. How many times would the boy explode before he could settle down and do a-man's job of fucking?
Gradually, one muscle at a time, she felt the boy's body relax. She tried to let her own body go loose, doing nothing at all that would provoke an explosion from this wonderful hair-triggered boy. Finally, cautiously as if he were defusing a bomb, the boy began pulling his rock-hard cock out.
She felt her insides move and flow back into place, felt the sudden warm glow that meant in another minute she was going to cum again. The boy was still puffing it out, slow as an hour hand. He reached the end of his stroke and hovered, the tip of his cock barely inside her love-slicked vulval lips. Then, even more slowly than before, the boy began sliding it back into her.
Ted thought she had never experienced anything one half so delicious as the feel of that long slow stroke. She wished it would go on forever, that the boy would keep feeding slow miles of maleness into her, until it came out her mouth, out of her ears!
Albert's ended only some six inches from where it began. Before Ted had time to regret it he was pulling out again, moving a little faster now as he gained confidence.
She felt her cunt clenching, clutching at his cock, trying to pull it back inside her deeper, faster, harder. But if the boy felt he gave no sign. He pulled his cock slowly out, hovered once more over her, supporting his weight on his elbows to each side of her rib cage, enclosing her in his maleness, bare bouncing his smooth muscled chest against the pneumatic firmness of her proudly upstanding tits. Each time his body touched her throbbing nipples she felt a rush of fire up through her belly.
He hovered, cock tip barely inside her, started to put it back in, hesitated, gritted his teeth for a hair-raising moment, then feinted once more. Ted gritted his own teeth as she waited, wondering if this bliss could continue or if it would end with another ignominious explosion. Finally the boy was sliding it deep down into her again. Ted released a happy sigh. "Aaaahhhh!"
Albert concentrated on his fucking, rubbing his smooth hard body gently up and down, sideways across her until the whole front of her body from thighs to tits was super sensitized to the slightest movement of his hard-throbbing maleness against her. His chest touching and tickling her nipples turned her on with a totality so complete that for seconds at a time she actually forgot all about the wonderful maleness that was sliding in and out, in and out with a gradually increasing rhythm.
But Albert didn't forget. Gradually gaining confidence, he began experimenting. At first he had been so filled with breathless delight at merely being able to get it into her before coming that he had been able to do little else. But now that Ted lay totally passive and motionless, doing nothing to help, the boy started branching out, searching out odd sensations in her passive body.
He pulled out, hesitated, feinted two or three times before suddenly driving it back in with a magnificent slam. He stopped at the bottom of his stroke, holding for a moment, straining for another silly millimeter of penetration before beginning his long slow stroke out. Halfway out he hesitated, poked in and out a couple of times, then bottomed again instead of coming all the way out.
Ted tried to relax, to take it all without reacting. But it was hard to make her cunt relax when it wanted to cuddle and squeeze this wonderful warm maleness. She felt her insides tensing and gathering forces for another orgasm. Please, she prayed, not yet. Don't make me squirm and wiggle and twist until the poor boy can't control himself! Let him get his fill of fucking at least once!
Albert's dedication was noble and complete. He still hovered atop her, rubbing his smooth hard body over hers, rubbing his smooth hard cock inside her soft warm cunt. He stopped, twisted, poking his cock into her from odd angles that stretched her vagina in delightfully different directions, awakening memories far older than Albert.
Suddenly she was back on the casting couch in Mr. Hammel's office, a twelve-year-old virgin getting buggered by an impresario too smart to take her maidenhead. What a day that had been!
Mr. Hammel's bald spot turned flaming red as he slipped his thing up her asshole. And after the surprise and the first bright flame of agony Ted had managed to relax and discover it was not all that bad. There was something kind of nice about the feel of Mr. Hammel's hot male body over her. She had been handled before by men-by faggot ballet instructors who twisted and manipulated her with no more feeling than if she had been a lump of clay being twisted into some new erotic statue. But Mr. Hammel was different. In some basic way she knew that even though he was hurting her almost as much as some of the ballet masters had, he was hurting her in an entirely different way-a personal way.
The knowledge that Mr. Hammel was enjoying himself as he enjoyed her made a great difference to twelve-year-old Ted. She tried to relax, to let him put it in deeper and harder if that was what he wanted. If that was what she was going to have to do to get the part… Mother had warned her there would be sacrifices.
And it wasn't all that much of a sacrifice. At least she was lying down, relaxing as Mr. Hammel did all the work. And it felt so funny. Good kind of funny-like a long slow tickle from somebody who really loved her. Each time his cock went up her ass she felt filled unto bursting with the desire to shit. Each time it came out she felt the blessed relief that came after a healthy evacuation. And she could feel the brush of crisp hair around his cock banging into the half open lips of her smooth hairless vulva, tickling that funny little part inside where the pee came out. It felt so funny. It felt so gooood!