She always had to lay down after nine A. M. so I hiked out, wearing only a white under skirt, thin dress, no corsets, and of course no panties. I knew Roger saw me going out, but I did not let on to see him. I soon reached the place. It was lovely, cool, isolated spot, and seemed secluded enough for a nymph like me, who would have been sadly disappointed if not disturbed by the big, manly Roger. In short order I was stripped naked. I stretched my. arms, jetted my bottom out and took deep breaths, moulded my titties. I took care not to look around. I had already done that whilst clothed and of course concluded thank you, Mr. Roger — that it was safe. The wiles of humans are past finding out, especially of amorous women. I put first one foot, then the other into the water, then with arms up I made a dive.
The water was so clear you could easily see the bottom. I swam about in high glee. When I stood up to blow the water from my mouth, and treaded while I freed my eyes, I looked toward the shore, there, God! there stood a man — naked! I did not scream loud, oh no, but uttered a frightened “Oh-Roger-you horrid man, go away!” Instead he swam to me, I swam as fast as I could, but taking care to do so in circles. He soon caught me and held me in close embrace. In gasps for breath he said, “Mary, I need you now, I must have you, dear, tender young body.
God, how I need you, for poor Alice I dare not touch, dear. You surely are not a virgin at your age, with such a beautiful and finely developed body. Lord! when I saw you standing and stretching your glorious bottom as you stood nude (I looked up in shocked surprise) I felt you were too full of life to refuse me.” I had no mind to refuse him, but merely wanted it to seem natural, so I hid my face against his shoulder as we stood in the water above our waists. “How did you know I was here, surely Alice did not tell you?”
“No dear, she did not, I heard you as I was just outside the wide open window, but you did not know it.”
I then said, “Well, what will Alice say or think, dear Roger, for I am not so hypocritical as to pretend I would not love to, now you are here, and your big thing against my thigh, I would not grieve Alice for my own pleasure, nor must you.” He replied, “She is not to know of this, but if she did I am sure she would not mind, but would condone the act, while maybe sorry for the deception if she finds out.
But come, Mary dear, if you knew how famished I am you would pity me deeply.”
We went ashore, and while the air dried us, I looked at him in such amazement that he took me in his strong arms, laid me on a blanket he had brought from the carriage house. I said in some degree of alarm, “For heaven's sake, Roger, do be gentle with me in trying to get it into me, for it is such a monster. I have knowledge of one, a doctor dead and gone a good while so try to give me joy without real hurt, for I do not think my belly will take-all that in, I am so small down there.” He held me to him from the blanket so easily, kissing me so fondly assured me he would be gentle and clever so that I'd soon desire the operation again. I assisted the entrance of the biggest cock I have ever seen or taken. But he was an accomplished past master of the art. He was gentle and easy, and I pretended by letting my finger nail touch his cock below the head that he should think it was so tight in my cunt entrance that it was straining his cock. In due time, by my holding open the lips, and now then squirming as if by hurt, with many wigglings of bottom and warnings of “Be careful, dear,” I managed to get full length into me.
Then I said, “Oh, wait a little, Roger, don't move, it hurts so often such a terrible stretching it's no wonder, either, wait just a minute dear till it gets used to him inside it.” My eyes were closed, partly to conceal my thoughts, but as much to let me think of nothing but that wonderful cock that was buried in me and was now all mine. It crammed me so much that I even felt it crushing my bottom hole, so thick and long it was. All the time my cunt was playing on his cock that must have him frantic. He could wait no longer but said he'd be gentle with me and my dear “Little Fanny” as he called it, which was sucking on his cock so as to drive him wild. I opened my eyes to look up to him in wonder “Why, do you feel any movements in me,” I said innocently and in babyish voice. “Do I! — he gasped, “God, I do Oh Mary — Mary — Oh for Heaven's sake — Oh — Jesus!!” I could have screamed myself, for the head of that huge cock always nosing at my womb somewhere had been keeping me in a perfect frenzy of delight near the actual madness. But it suited me best to wait before showing him how fully I enjoyed him. He lay beside me holding me to him tightly, his cock pressed my womb up to my heart.
That monstrous cock (for a man to have) did not easily subside. It was easy to see he was starved for the need of a fuck in so hot and sucking a young cunt as now buried it and clung to it passionately. He now rolled me on top of him, played with my springing titties, clapped his hands on my upturned bottom, smacking it rather soundly, digging his finger right into it at one push sending me bouncing on his terrible cock that impaled my poor little belly as he said to me, “There is nothing like a young girl to thoroughly satisfy a man, and you are such a dear, Mary, so pretty in face and form, so solid in your parts, that it electrifies me to rove my hands all over you, I do not get such a chance often. I am going to have you fuck me now as I have often desired, but never had it thus, a girl on top of me, so, go to it, as hard as you can, make that fine bottom make your dandy bottom dance, my cock feels ever so good in your cunt, it will stay stiff and hard, and he is going to do another act more prolonged, and with the Juice he has already poured into your little cunt he will now work it without any hurting, and, dear, I'm going to make your belly mighty glad of this big cock. Do you what to make me deliriously happy?” I looked down at him, my face feverishly blushing, kissed him and said, “Y-es, Ro-ger de-ar, I do, I DO, OH! OH, — FUCK me till I scream with delight, for I too, am starved.” I then fell down on him.
His finger again bored my bottom, which at once set it in violent action in all directions, making his cock dig every portion of my cunt. I pushed and squirmed on it like a crazy woman, for I could not help myself, that finger in my vitals made me do wonders I never thought possible. He now rolled me under him, still keeping his finger and cock lodged in me and bounced up and down on my belly like fury, his cock drawing out of me completely, then suddenly ramming into me deeply, making the pouting lips curl inwards on his cock and pack me tighter. I spent several times in succession. It was the supreme effort of his mighty cock that thrilled me as never felt before in my life. That is the only explanation for what I can poorly describe of that ever to be remembered and most glorious fucking I got that day.
His cock was drawn to the lips, the big head just playing there — just a little movement — but it ravished me, then slid in, and I could hear the play of his cock in the cunt filled with gism, and the suction of my cunt on him as he drew back gently for awhile, the splashing, oozing of my poor little cunt could be heard plainly all the time. Oh, I couldn't contain myself, and did not try to. I spent once, twice — oh, I don't know how many times. I got the best milking a woman ever got in her life. I kicked my legs about in all directions, I let him know by my bottom's powerful tightening as well as my moans of pleasure what unsurpassed joy his cock was giving my cunt, young as it was. After awhile he paused letting his cock soak in my hot, flooded cunt, but not for long. Now he lifts me under him with his arm under my back and packs, crams, fucks in little short rapid digs. I simply moan with pleasure and rapture murmuring, “Oh sweet, glorious cock, fu-c-k me fuck m-e, FU-CK ME! I CAN'T