Marion could hardly fail to get the idea, then.
She stared at Joanne's face Joanne stared back.
She lowered her gaze to Joanne's crotch. Joanne made no attempt to cover herself.
Marion looked at those smooth thighs and at the sweet, creamy pussy gash between them, and her mouth began to water. She had thought she'd had enough cunt-sucking for one day and had been hoping for prick, but how could she fail to be inspired by this virgin teenager's lewdly exposed pussy?
Should I offer to suck her off? she wondered. Or should I wait for her to suggest it?
Marion felt strangely shy, as if Joanne, despite her tender years and lack of experience, was dominant. She squirmed in her seat, her eyes going up and down, looking at the girl's face and then at her cunt. She didn't even realize that she was licking her lips.
"Anyhow," Joanne said, "you told Mom that you had a vibrator shaped just like a cock, right? So I wondered if I could borrow it. Since my mother is using my boyfriend's prick, I guess a dildo will be better than nothing."
Oh, thought Marion, bitterly disappointed. She only wants to borrow my dildo.
Marion figured she had been totally wrong, that the girl did not want to get her cunt sucked off at all. She was glad that she hadn't suggested it. Joanne might have been disgusted.
Marion said, "Of course you can borrow it, honey."
Joanne could sense that Marion was disappointed. She guessed why. "And maybe I could use it here, huh? Instead of taking it home?"
"Sure," Marion said.
Joanne smiled suggestively.
"And maybe you ought to show me how, huh?"
Marion stopped feeling disappointed…
CHAPTER ELEVEN
As soon as she had closed the bedroom door behind them, Catherine slipped her dressing gown off. Johnny stared at her naked body and his eyes bulged. He had never seen a naked woman before, not in the flesh. He gazed at her big, firm tits and her gently rounded belly and her furry cunt mound.
Catherine posed for his admiration. His eyes made her feel hot all over, as if his gaze were caressing her. She parted her thighs slightly so that he could see her creamy pussy slit. Then she moved to the bed.
Johnny turned as if on a pivot, watching her. He gazed at her heart-shaped ass. His prick was hard as a crowbar, standing out like a pulsating lever from his loins.
Catherine lay down on the bed.
She had been wondering what position they should fuck in, and she had decided that he should fuck her missionary style – the first time. It seemed proper that a boy's first piece of ass should be had in the classic fashion.
Afterwards, they might, shift around, she figured. She felt certain that Johnny would be able to fuck her more than the one time, that his potent teenaged prick would stay hard for several fucks.
She raised her knees and parted her thighs.
He stood where he was, rooted in place.
"Come an, Johnny," she coaxed, smiling encouragingly. "My pussy is hot for your sweet prick."
Johnny moved to the bed.
It's really going to happen! I'm going to get some pussy! he thought.
He sat beside her. He began to massage her tits with one hand and he dipped his other hand into her crotch, stroking her slippery pussy gash and rubbing her clit.
Catherine needed no preliminary loveplay. She was as hot as she was going to get. But she figured it was a good idea to let the boy take his time about it, to let him develop a technique for the future. She folded her hand around the root of his throbbing prick and began to skim up and down the prickshaft, causing the cock-knob to flare out like the head of a hooded cobra ready to strike. His cock looked so tasty that she was almost tempted to suck him off again.
She thought: I had that sweet cock in my mouth! I drank his jism! I seduced him with my mouth!
But her cunt needed fucking now – she resisted the urge to suck his prick.
"Fuck me now, Johnny," she whispered.
The boy knelt between her thighs. He grasped his cock by the hilt and lowered the cock-knob into her crotch. He moved his prick around, rubbing the cocktip into her foaming pussy slot.
"Ummmm – put it in," she purred.
Johnny hesitated, lingering over the last moments of his virginity, savoring the thrill that, whenever he chose, he could shove his cock up that slippery fuck-slot. He stared down, watching her cunt lips part as his prickknob churned between them.
Then he rammed his prick into her cunt.
He slid in all the way, burying his cock to the root. He began to tremble all over the moment he felt the wonderful sensation of having his cockmeat buried in her hot pussy. Her cunt felt even better than her mouth had, he thought – if that was possible.
He held the full penetration. His cock throbbed and pulsed in her fuck-hole.
Her cunt started working on his cock, the muscles closing in a series of soft, clamping undulations. She was jacking him off with her cunt. She gazed up at his face, loving the way the excitement showed in his eyes – excited herself by the knowledge that the sturdy prick that was stuffed up her cunt had never before been in a pussy.
He began to move, drawing his prick out until only the cocktip remained in her cunt, then slipping his whole cock back into her cunt. He moved slowly and steadily, despite the temptation to fuck wildly away and bring himself to the glorious peak with dispatch. Her cunt felt so marvelous to him that he wanted to make the fucking endure as long as he possibly could, savoring that slippery friction for a while before he shot his hot wad.
He pushed in all the way. His swollen prickhead probed deeply up her fuck-hole and his bloated balls jammed against her cunt mound. When he withdrew, his prick was dripping with cunt juice.
The boy wanted to tell her how wonderful her cunt was, but he could not think of words or phrases. He merely moaned.
His weight was on his hands and knees. His ass corkscrewed as he fucked her. He humped and bucked and she met him with equal vigor, shoving her cunt onto his cock as he thrust, and then twisting her hips from side to side as he pulled out, so that her fuck-hole rotated on his cockrod. He could hear her cunt slurp as it sucked on his prickmeat.
He experimented, altering the angle of approach and the fuck-strokes. He came in low, feeding her a slow, rippling, underslung load. He hiked his ass up and drove down at a downward angle so that the full length of his cockrod slid across her stiff clit, causing her to shudder. He drove in from one side, then the other. Her churning pelvis danced under him. Her pussy held him in a velvet vise, tightening over his prick, dragging and pulling and sucking at his cock.
"Fuck – fuck – fuck…" she said, repeating the word each time he poured the prick to her, knowing that a young virgin lad would be thrilled at such crude talk.
She clamped her smooth thighs around his haunches and hooked her heels behind his thighs. She arched her back and tossed her head from side to side, tawny hair flowing over the pillow. Reaching down between them, she spread her fingers over her cunt, feeling his cock fuck in and out. Then she reached behind him and fingered his asshole for a moment, dropping down from there and holding his balls. She squeezed lovingly, as if to pump the cum from his bloated balls.
The thrill was building rapidly now.
Johnny began fucking her faster and harder, fairly heaving his cockmeat up her sodden cunt slot. Like a stoker shoveling fuel into a blazing furnace, he fed his burning prickmeat to her. He was plowing in with such energetic force that her pelvis was tilted up and down, thrown wildly about on his surging cock.
"Fuck – fuck – fuck…" she said again and then, as the thrill began to ripple through her loins, "Come – come – come!"