It was as if someone had touched a live electric wire to her clit! Hank was down there between her legs, his head wedged between her warm, soft thighs, that tongue touching her pussy. It was Chad all over again. But there wasn't that random hurried lick of the big German Shepherd. No! Instead he was going easy on her. The smooth, silky rub of Hank's lips forcing her cunt-lips apart was so different, so sexily different from the rougher touch of the dog. Having Hank's mouth against her swelling cunt was so good, so very, very good!
"Oh God!"
Linda arched her back again, the world spinning around her like some mad ballet. He had her spread out there, helpless, pinned to the dirt while his mouth worked up and down her pussy. A shy man? How wrong she'd been! He was shy at first. But how forceful, how insistent he became once he got going! Linda would never be able to look at him in the same way again!
"Touch me… oh God, touch me there!" she moaned.
Linda realized with a shock she was speaking to Hank the same words that she had whispered hoarsely to the licking animal several nights ago. The shock passed. She would never think of that again. What was past was past. Now she had this man, this wonderful, wonderful man. There was no reason for her to think of that dreadful animal and what he'd done to her before.
"Ooooooohhh!" she moaned.
Her chest heaved as Hank moved his mouth from side to side, digging deeper into her cunt. She felt the hot juices of her pussy seeping out, wetting down her thighs, her asscheeks, his chin. Mouth fucking. Sucking. Tonguing! How unutterably sexy the whole thing was! Hank was sucking deep too, drilling his tongue in as if it were a cock of some kind. Then she felt him rimming her, barely touching her pussy with the tip of his tongue before fucking it back in all the way and making her squirm and writhe on the jacket.
"Ohhhh… wh… what are you doing to me?" she moaned.
In the distance, Linda could again hear the steady beat of the dance band. A gathering breeze rustled the tall grass and trees protecting the little clearing they were fucking in.
"What you and I want," he answered, scouring her cunt with his tongue.
"Uhhhhhhhh… Hank… Hank… huhhhrrrhrrr!"
She was sounding like a dog, like Chad when he had her spread open like that, tonguing her. Hank was going as wild as the German Shepherd had, smelling her, tasting her, running his tongue up and down her pussy until she thought she was going to cum right in his mouth. Without thinking, Linda began moving her hips. It would have been impossible for her not to. It was so wild, so sexy and free and ten times more exciting than when the animal had sucked her cunt. She felt her fine blonde hairs tangling around her neck and ears. And then Hank was kissing her belly, his tongue snaking into navel. She shivered uncontrollably and dug her nails into his hair, begging him to stop and wishing he wouldn't pay any attention to her.
"Oh stop… Please…"
Hank made her sit up, his strong hands still gripping her hipbones. There was some confused movement. She felt one leg folding under the other. In a flash she realized what was happening. He was going to fuck her in a doggie position. Her heart stopped at that thought. Again, images of Chad flashed through her mind as she felt Hank kneeling behind her, working his fingers along the insides of her thighs. He was forcing her pussy-lips apart so he could work a finger deep into her cunt. Linda tensed, curling her fingers, digging the tips into the damp grass as she felt another breeze blow over her skin, making the flesh pucker into goosepimples. Her tits hung down from her chest, pulling sexily at her body while the nipples nearly brushed over the jacket.
"Ohhhh…" she groaned.
She had nearly flipped completely. She was a bitch in heat, Hank's bitch, not Chad's. He was going to fuck her in this position. How wonderful, how magical!
"Ugh!" she grunted.
Her desire suddenly soared the moment she felt his fingernail press against that bunched flesh across her fuck channel. Hank stopped a moment, leaning over her, whispering in one ear.
"I'm gonna do it with my finger so you'll be hot for my prick when I shove it in."
The words burned into her soul. Linda bit down on her lower lip, trembling as she felt that finger stiffen again, felt it pressing harder against her cherry.
She cried out, her thighs tensing as a flash of pain shot through her body. He'd done it! In an instant this wonderful foreman had ripped away her past and with it all the hang-ups that tarnished her young life!
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Ohhhhh… fuck… fuck!"
To say that word, to pronounce it, sent shivers rushing up and down her spine. The popping of her cherry had taken only a few moments, less than a second. Hank crouched behind her, rubbing the froth of pink blood from his fingers. Linda breathed heavily, her head tucked under her, her mouth half opened and sucking in air. There was pain. But slowly it disappeared, turned into something much different from the initial agony she felt.
"This is gonna be good… real good," Hank murmured.
Linda's eyes rounded. She felt his breath against her asscheeks, felt his tongue soaking them, sticking them down with spittle. It was so wild, so crazy! Grinding her teeth, the blonde went wild, bobbing her ass back and forth. She wanted him, wanted the touch of his prick fucking in and out of her pussy. Linda was feeling so weak, so… so empty! Somehow she managed to twist her he around and peer back between her legs. Hank was crouched low behind her, his knees spread wide apart for power. He was so much like a dog in that. Dogs crouched down for power then fucked their boners into the bitches fast! Linda had watched that happen in the gutters, in the streets, even on her front lawn in town. And then in the bedroom several nights ago she had almost wanted Chad to fuck her, but that was too dark even to think about, especially now!
"Man, I can hardly believe all this happenin' to me, baby. It's like some kinda dream," Hank whispered, smoothing his fingers over her ass with one hand while jerking his cock with the other.
"Neither… neither can I!" Linda gasped, her eyes glazing over and rolling up into her head.
"Baby… feel it… feel my cockhead now? Feel it?" Hank panted.
"Ohhhhh yes, yes…"
Linda felt his cock. Her ass pranced for his prick. She wanted to run herself back into his cock, to get raped by a prick. Yes, it was a good hard prick pressing against her cunt-lips. The young blonde woman gasped again. The first time! This would be the very first time she had a cock inside her! She cried out again and again with hoarse cries, tossing her head back and forth. Her hair splashed over her face while she curled her fingers and dug them against his jacket. The world had suddenly ceased to exist for her. She thought of nothing, nothing except that husky foreman behind her and his fucking prick! That was what he was doing, fucking into her, penetrating her cunt, spreading her pussy lips apart with his cock! The image of her cunt being slowly spread, peeled back for that wonderful prick dangling from his legs excited Linda more.
"Ooooohhhhhh!"
How like a whore she was behaving. Shameless! Wanton! Without any restraint! Linda didn't want to have restraints. No moral strangleholds like the ones her mother had burdened her with.
"It's… it's sooooooo big!" Linda gasped, snapping her head back, then letting it fall back to her chest again.
"Like it, Linda? Like it?"
The blonde was going wild. She thought she was going to faint when he pulled his prick back slowly, letting her feel every bump, every vein, every tiny ridge on his cock. Again Linda tensed her thigh and ass muscles, dancing her ass up and down, the plump buttcheeks jiggling with her violent movements. She felt the elastic slick walls of her cunt shrinking back together behind his retreating prickhead, rubbing itchily against each other. It was almost too much to bear!