"It's all right," she whispered to him. She wasn't lying, not all way. The pain was beginning to subside. Even the agony was now mixed with the most exotic pleasure. She was taking this monster of a cock! She was taking this pecker all the way. She might have been torn a little, but it was worth it. She was proving just how much of a woman she was. "It's all right," she repeated. "Fuck me! You're in there now! Whether you wanted to or not, you got your cock into my box. Now fuck me, damn it! Don't just let it lay in there."
His eyes looked at her. He was still alternating from gentleness to brutal lust. He looked into her eyes and had that soft, sensitive expression. Then he looked at her tits in his hand and became the creature of lust again. He pulled her to him, removing his hand from her tits. He pulled her against him so her swollen breasts would crash into his body. He began to fuck. He drove the magnificent cock back and forth through her pussy. At first the girl wanted to cry out again. Then her cunt slowly reacted to the wonderful presence. Her juices began to lubricate her pussy, allowing his pecker to slip back and forth with greater ease. Her desire rose rapidly. Karen shivered with each throb of pleasure that shook the great cock. Her cunt hugged the luscious rod, clinging to it as it pumped her and clutching at it in powerful spasms of pleasure.
"Ooooeeee!" Karen squealed. "Ooooeeee! What a cock! What a hell of a tool! Fuck me! Oooo, let me feel all that meat!"
Ritchie shook her lustily as he balled away. His big arms hugged her so hard he almost pressed the breath from her. She became aware again of just how huge he was. He seemed to completely dwarf her. She felt lost beneath his immense body. His cock had sure found her, though. She wasn't lost to it. She was impaled on it, Ritchie had her. Ohhhh, did he ever have her! He fucked her harder, his cock gliding frantically along the greased walls of her pussy. He reached beneath her ass and lifted her upward, popping his cock into her with increasing fury.
"I'll fuck you!" he panted. "You wanted to be fucked! I'll show you a fuck!"
He was doing exactly that. His cock thundered along her cunt, sending fiery sparks along every nerve. The girl trembled wildly as she wrapped her legs about him and clung to his driving body. She hunched her pussy along the powerful cock, wriggling from side to side in order to increase the exquisite pleasure. They were both panting and gasping, their orgasms almost to the point of exploding through them.
"Yessss!" Karen urged him. "Ohhhh, yessss! Ball me! Fuck me! Come on and let it go! Pump it all through me! Ohhhh!"
Ritchie started panting and moaning more loudly. His cock went into her in jerking motions. His whole body shook as he came up to his orgasm. Karen's head was spinning from the passion that pulsed over her. Her skin was sensitive to the touch. Her pussy felt every vibration of his pecker. She lost her breath once, twice, then found it. She rolled about in ecstasy as they both soared into their monumental climax.
"Oooooeeee!" she squealed. "Oooeeee! Beautiful! Ooooo, it's beautiful! It's wonderfull! It's the greatest thing that ever happened! Ooooeee!"
His cock kept gushing into her. He shot what seemed like a cupful of cum into her. He filled her, filled her so thoroughly that it poured from her cunt onto the couch. She'd have some cleaning up to do before her mother returned. What did that matter? She laughed at her worries and rode out the big man's powerful fuck.
Afterwards he held her close to him, his hands fondling delightedly at her tits. Ritchie looked into her eyes deeply. Karen saw the expression of sadness came into his face. He frowned, eyes clouding over.
"I'm sorry," he murmured. "Honestly, I'm sorry. That was a terrible thing to do. I shouldn't have been so weak to the flesh."
"I'm not sorry," she answered him. "I'm not sorry a bit, not one damned bit. It was beautiful. It was gorgeous."
"No," he insisted, "it was sinful. It was wicked. The devil got the better of us."
"Then I wish he'd stay around more often," Karen laughed. "If the devil was responsible for something so beautiful, then I'm interested in him."
Ritchie did not pursue the point. He merely shook his head sadly. He held her even tighter, as though he might be able to erase his fall by brute force. He held her and caressed her still excited tits. Finally he sighed wearily and suggested that he should be leaving.
"But you haven't seen Anne," Karen exclaimed. "Aren't you going to wait for her?"
"I couldn't face her," he admitted. "After what I've done to you, I couldn't face her. Please, you mustn't tell her what happened. She's so pure and sweet she'd never understand."
Karen could scarcely contain her laughter. This was hysterical. The blonde realized that her sister could have gotten her fuck long ago if she hadn't acted so religious around Ritchie. In her efforts to meet his ideal of a woman, Anne had missed out on a hell of a good screw. If she'd just been her own horny self, Anne could have gotten Ritchie as easily as had her little sister.
"Oh no!" she agreed. "We mustn't tell Anne. This will be our own special secret. Now come on, you've got to wash all that cum off before you go."
He followed her meekly as she led him upstairs. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and held it beneath the dripping pecker. Karen took him to one of the baths and pointed to the shower enclosure.
"Slip out of your clothes," she said, "and take a quick shower."
She leaned against the wall and watched the young man. Ritchie hesitated, staring at her. His eyes seemed to be asking if she planned on watching him take his shower. Karen began laughing at the absurdity of his attitude.
"What the hell?" she asked. "We've just been screwing, I'm naked as the day I was born. You're holding your cock right out in your hand for me to see. So why are you suddenly up tight about taking a bath in front of me?"
Ritchie saw the humor of his attitude. He laughed with her, but still frowned. He shook his head in confusion until the girl pushed him into the shower and stepped in with him.
"See," she laughed. "I'm going to take one, too. So you don't have to feel ill at ease. All right?"
They played in the shower as Ritchie finally relaxed and accepted her presence. That was because of her breasts. It was the thought of soaping her tits that convinced him of the fun of bathing together. They soaped each other, the boy's hands fondling her tits eagerly. Karen began rubbing lush suds into his groin. She stroked his cock and played with his balls until he was as hard as though nothing had happened downstairs. She leaned down and kissed the beautiful length of meat, her fingers tugging at his nuts. She sucked on the huge cock head and teased him unmercifully. Ritchie began to pant excitedly. The same expression of lust returned to his face. Before the delighted girl realized it, he had lifted her in his arms. He held her with one hand beneath her ass, the other steadying her back. His muscular arms lifted her with ease, then brought her down onto his erect pecker.
"Tease!" he panted. "I'll show you what happens when you tease me! You never learn, do you? You should know not to play so sexy with me!"
He was wrong, of course he was wrong. The blonde had learned very well how he responded to teasing. He got hot and started fucking. That was great, as Karen saw it. She tingled all over as he lowered her onto the throbbing prick. She felt her pussy open to the great head. Ritchie held her in his arms and began thrusting his meat upwards into her softly pulsing cunt.
"Ooooo!" she whispered. "Ooooo, that's good. That's sooo good!"
They laughed as he bounced her on his cock. They laughed as she rubbed her tits in his face and across his chest. They laughed as his cock began to get out of control and ram up her pussy with increasing demand. They shook and clung to each other, their bodies writhing and panting in pleasure. They fucked as the spray poured over them. They rubbed and clung and balled like crazy.