All she really understood was that she was blossoming into a new womanhood now, realizing it for the first time. Her mother had pointed it out to her with dull warnings and urgent requests for her to begin to behave like a lady, but words often sounded like the empty wind. Words often floated around, in one ear and out the other, because they had no meaning. Only some kind of experience can give meaning to words. And the experience that Laura Cutter was having was not going to make a lady of her, she decided, if to be a lady was to be like her mother. Oh, no! Laura would prefer to be a lewdy! A lewdy, as far as she could tell, had a wealth of desires and passions and thrilling moments that ladies never knew or even suspected were there! Laura liked feeling so alive!
Pete's strong fingers were now digging wildly into the soft firm flesh of her ass, manipulating the perspiration-soaked slick mounds. The hard fingers slipped into the softly sensitive crevice between them, spreading them wide to expose the tiny, puckered ring of her naked asshole. He could feel with his fingertips the outward pulling of her cuntal lips as she drew sensuously upward on his hardened lewd shaft, the inward contracting of her fluted pussy mouth when she drove down on his blood-swollen member. The crazy feeling only further excited him, and he teased his right index finger back up to probe at her asshole, slipping the tip just inside and eliciting mewls of both pleasure and pain from the twelve year old tomboy's nakedly bobbing form above him. He was seized in that moment with a wicked urge to degrade this straddling beauty and fuck his finger deep, deep into her rectum, and he cried out to her.
"I want to shove my finger in your asshole, Laura, baby! I want to fuck my finger all the way up your beautiful sweet asshole."
"Yeeesssss!" Laura heard herself answer, further excited by the salaciousness of the idea of her virginal asshole being penetrated by Pete DePow's freckled finger. "Yes, Pete, put it up my asshole! Fuck it up there now!"
Almost brutally, Pete excitedly fucked his finger hard up into the spongy orifice to the first knuckle, spreading the fleshy circle wide to accept his unnatural probing.
"Aauuugghh!" Laura screamed. "Goollleee, it hurts! It hurts! But don't stop it. Please, don't stop!" However, then as her rectal hole became accustomed to the forbidden invader, the writhing little blond felt a pleasure even more acute than the pain she had just experienced. Loving it, wanting it, she drove backward and down on Pete's rotating finger, skewering it into her rectum to the second knuckle, all the way to the palm of his hand. At the same time, she heaved and clasped her warm, moist cuntal sheath down on his upward-jerking cock as she endeavored to draw all of it into her lust-incensed belly.
"Aaaaiiiee!" she wailed. "Uuuuggghh, oh, God! Pete, I love it! I love having your cock in my cunt and your finger in my asshole at the same time! I love it! I love it! I love it!"
Oh, yes, she thought through the kaleidoscopically spinning lights of her approaching climax. I love it, and I love you, Peter DePow! I don't hate you for what you did with Janie because I never would have let you go this far with me if I had not seen that and gone farther than you know with Mack Toohey! I even forgive you for siccing the dog on me! Well, Fido hadn't been so bad. In fact, she had rather enjoyed the dog, now that she recalled. She only wished she hadn't been a virgin for the experience. She undoubtedly would have enjoyed it more! Oh yes, she was going to like the obscene degrading life of a lewdy. She would have to hide her new interests from her parents, of course, but she would go on pretending to be a baseball and hockey nut, that's all. The only trouble was that her father expected her to be his source for scores and play-by-play descriptions of certain games that he wasn't able to see because of work. Still, maybe as things began to get more normal, she would regain enough of her interest in sports to be able to remember what she had to do in order to keep up the pretense.
"Harder!" she suddenly screamed out to Pete beneath her insanely undulating body, tossing her head from side to side in wild abandon and swirling her long blond hair like some ritualistic dancer about her face. "Fuck me harder, Pete, darling, fuck me harder with your great bloated cock and your strong fucking finger! Make me cum at the same time you cum!"
The obscene words spewing unbelievably from the lips of this young virgin-of-only-yesterday caused Pete to lever up off the ground, drubbing his cock even deeper into her hungrily welcoming belly, worming his finger around madly in her rectum. She thrust down and back, down and back in a lewd rocking rhythm, ramming the swollen head of his blood-bludgeoning cock hard against her cervix, imbedding his finger to its fullest length in the soft moist darkness of her asshole. The exquisite unison of the two invading members and her own frenzied and abandoned jerkings were completely attuned now, perfectly in time. She reveled in the lascivious gushing sounds his cock and his finger made as they withdrew and then jerked back into her yielding cunt and rectum. They increased her lust so that the spiraling crescendo of her orgasm climbed higher, higher and finally reached the peak. And she was there!
She was cumming, cumming for the first time like a real grown woman, she was sure! She was cumming like she had not with Fido or Mack at all but far more deeply and completely than ever before. Oh, God, she was really cumming with her own Pete DePow's cock buried deep and rock-hard inside of her. At least, she hoped he was going to be her own!
"Oooaaahhh! Don't stop! Don't stop! I'm sure cuumminng!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Pete chanted as he felt his own orgasm hit, the hot torrents of his thick white semen searing like molten lava up along his lewdly bloated cock from the sanctuary of his balls.
Glowing flames of his obscenely jetting semen washed against her cervix and filled her cunt with heat as intense as any blaze, then overflowed back out of her clasping, twitching cavern to cascade down around Pete's madly erupting shaft like some impossibly lewd waterfall to pool on his belly, drenching their just beginning pubic hairs with sticky connecting strands of milky white liquid. And Laura's cum, too, was added to the lustful flood as she floated away once more into that strange, ecstatic galaxy of mindless delight, floated even farther away than was imaginable, to the mind-boggling reaches of the universe, like a ball that sprouts its own wings after it's hit and keeps on going out of the park to be lost in space. Astride Peter DePow, whose flushed skin was getting suspiciously redder, she jerked and bucked and twisted, riding his spurting cock and his twisting finger, riding them like they were the finest of stallions and she an expert bronco buster. She half expected to hear the cheers go up from the crowd!
Finally, she returned to sanity as Pete withdrew his now-deflated shaft and his finger simultaneously, the two escaping hardnesses of her lover making equally soft wet swishing sounds at her cunt and her rectum. She collapsed across him, still half-insane with satiated rapture, and she nuzzled her head into the hollow of his throat, feeling their commingled juices coagulating between their tightly pressed stomachs as if it was some irremovable glue binding them forever together.
A long time later, Pete tried to whisper softly and not alarm her to spoil the effect of what they had done. He stroked her tangled, sweat-dampened hair.
"That was really great, Laura! Oh, that was just the greatest, but… but…"
Laura whipped her head up from him. "But? What was wrong?" But he didn't have to answer because she could see immediately. A burn had taken him, and it looked severe. His skin was beet red and looking redder all the time.