Ed held her hips, his cock digging deeper in her cunt. He began lunging up, slamming his prick into her pussy. He was out of patience, no longer able to hold himself in check. He continually jabbed her cunt, caught up in the whirlwind passion of the moment.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Carol moaned, his cock drilling into her hot body. "Fuck meeeee!" She remained forward, taking his hard, cunt-splitting jabs with pleasure. She rotated her ass in rhythm to his plunging dick, her senses melting together in a kaleidoscope of lights and sounds.
Ed picked up speed, his ass humping off the bed in repeated plunges. His hands dug into her gyrating hips, keeping her cunt in a position that added to the friction on his cock. He felt his cock swell even more in her tight cunt, ready to explode at any instant. "I'm ready," he grunted, his voice in a low guttural tone as he reached the peak. "I'm ready!"
"Ohhhhh, Ed! Cum! Cum! Cum!" She needed to feel the hot jism of his cock wash away the frazzled nerves of the past frustrating year. Carol matched his powerful thrusts with hard-hitting downward plunges of her own. She raced with him, mindless to anything but the fabulous pleasure mounting in her cunt.
"I'm comingggg!" she screamed, never having believed she would ever hear herself say those magnificent words again. "ORHRHH! Christ! I'm coming!"
She pounded him into the mattress, smashing her cunt into his groin. Her clit, swollen and hard, whacked into his hairy groin, sending ripples of mind-bending ecstasy through her entire nervous system. She bucked wildly on his cock, his thrusting prick sending her into space.
Ed howled as the first hot wad of jism erupted from his cock, splattering the pulsating walls of her pussy. He humped up, his cock exploding cum with each hard-driven thrust of his prick. Her cunt clutched his cock voraciously, pulling and milking his shaft as she creamed all over his pussy-greased cock.
"Agrrrrh!" Carol shrieked, her head swinging loosely from her neck, her tits jiggling as she kept her body forward. Her ass bounced back and forth on his squirting cock.
Faster and faster she humped him, her clit now a piece of raw meat as she drove it into his hard groin. Her head snapped back, her eyes rolled in their sockets and she shrieked, a loud ear-splitting scream that echoed in the bedroom.
He arched up, screwing his cock into her more tightly, leaving it deep as he let her finish his orgasm with her cunt muscles and wild gyrations. He bit one nipple as her cunt drained him of his jism. Her tit popped out of his mouth as he finished squirting his load, his prick still trapped in her hungry pussy.
Carol sensed he was through, but her body couldn't stop gyrating. She continued to squirm and twist on his cock, orgasms sweeping over her in rapid succession until the last one jolted her upright. She wailed, her hands grabbing her tits and her ass dancing frantically on his expanded cock.
"Aaaaaah," she panted as she collapsed, her body drained of its energy. She fell forward, covering Ed with her sweaty tingling body. "Ooooooh, Ed," she gasped, grateful for what he did. "I loved it!" She rolled off, her cunt reluctantly giving up his cock.
"You were fantastic, Carol," he moaned. "I hope we're going to see a lot of each other."
"I hope so too."
Terri turned around, and fled from the hallway, her body shaking with passion and mixed emotions. She bumped into King, too upset to bother with their new pet. She ran down the hall, bolting out the front door. She needed time to think. She ran outside where everything was quiet.
King loped into the bedroom where Terri had just witnessed her first sex act. The horny dog jumped on the bed, burrowing his cold nose in Carol's hot, sticky, cum-filled pussy. She closed her legs, keeping him from lapping up the cum as it oozed from her slit.
"Get away! Get away!" she sighed, almost too weak to stop him.
Ed sat up. He pointed to the door. "Go!" he ordered.
The dog whined and jumped off the bed to leave the room, his tail between his legs.
"You're gonna have to be forceful with him, Carol. He's trained, but like me, he loves a hot, wet snatch."
Carol giggled. "Maybe I'll let him enjoy himself sometime."
"You might like it," Ed suggested, getting horny again. "He's got a helluva long tongue. Lick you deep, like my cock."
"You're getting me crazy again," Carol crooned, pulling Ed into her arms. "Make love to me again."
"Your wish is my command. This time though, I'm gonna be on top." He covered her, kissing her passionately. Neither one knew what Terri had witnessed.
CHAPTER TWO
Terri tossed and turned in bed, her mind filled with the image of Mr. March's cock jabbing her mother's cunt. She rolled over onto her stomach, burying her head in the pillow, trying to erase the erotic image from her young, innocent mind.
Unconsciously, her small delicate hands slipped under her unsettled body, moving as if under its own volition, to her young virgin cunt. She sighed out loud, the sounds muffled by the pillow. Her hands touched the soft downy patch of new, still sparse pussy hair.
"Ooooooo," she sighed, feeling her tender clit stiffen, exposed from its protective sheath. It was getting worse every day – waking up each morning, her young body trembling from the hot, erotic dreams of the night before. She had succumbed to her natural instincts only twice and they had been tremendous orgasms, followed for days by guilt and remorse.
Seeing her mother with a man's cock in her pussy, Terri felt betrayed, too young to realize the natural yearning and desires of a woman. But after what she saw yesterday, coupled with the awakening female urges in her own young body, Terri found she was no longer capable of fighting her desires. And she no longer wanted to. If her mother could do those things, there was no reason why she shouldn't touch herself and enjoy the fantastic pleasure it gave her.
Her hands slipped through her soft silky hair, into the virgin slit. The velvety folds of her young pussy were wet with her sweet juices. She whimpered slightly, her hands caressing her cunt gently and with loving tenderness. Unlike the last two times, during which she wanted only to be done with her action, Terri wanted this one to last. She wanted to savor it, feel it spread slowly until she couldn't stand the pressure. She kept an image of Mr. March's cock in her young, vulnerable mind, substituting her own virgin cunt for her mother's pussy. She closed her eyes, wondering how much it would hurt to have a prick pushed into her body. All of the curious sexual thoughts a young child had raced through her mind as she squirmed deliciously on her fingers, her little clit aching as it rubbed against the heel of her hand.
Her trim young body wiggled on the bed, her fingers sliding between the wet lips of her cunt. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" she gasped, in short little breaths.
She couldn't stand the confines of her nightie. Her face flushed with passion and she sat up, kicking the covers onto the floor. She pulled her light cotton nightie over her head, letting it lay in a ball on the edge of the bed. Completely naked, Terri fell back on the bed, her legs spread, her soft trembling hands running frantically over her virgin flesh.
No longer hiding beneath the covers, Terri gave full rein to her hot, rampant emotion. She ran her hands over her rib cage, up to her soft budding titties. She squeezed them, moaning and whimpering in heated passion. They felt strange and wonderful to her touch. It seemed that each day her titties were growing a little more. Each morning she inspected them closely in the mirror, watching for more signs of growth. Feeling them was more exciting, much more pleasurable than just looking at them.
Passion replaced the last vestige of guilt that Terri might have had. She wanted to do everything sexy this morning, caught up in the passion-filled moment. She stroked her pussy, feeling the warm, sticky juices on her fingers. It excited her no end. No longer satisfied with just playing with herself like this, Terri stood up. On wobbly legs, she stood in front of the full-length closet mirror, admiring her nude body with lust, instead of with the fear and apprehension that had marked her previous examinations.