He could feel her lubricating juices sluice all over his pelvis and thighs as she bounced and came, shuddering, squealing, and biting, making him bleed from a half-dozen different places where her teeth sank too deeply. There was one last, strangling shiver as her cunt attempted to tear his cock out by the roots, and then Belinda fell back, her tits bobbling as her chest heaved convulsively.
"Oh… wow!" she murmured, staring straight into his eyes. "If… this is punishment… punish me some more! Now that I know what fucking is all about, I'll need it… every night."
"Goddamn!" Barcone yelled, and pulled his cock out of her.
"No!" she squealed. "I want more!"
"I have just begun to fuck!" he yelled at her.
Grabbing her by the hips, he spun her over, then forced her knees up and under, saying, "You move from this position and I'll get the ruler and make your ass really bleed."
He drew her to the edge of the bed so he could take aim without having to get on his knees. Placing the swollen head of his cock against the brown, puckered ring of her asshole, he rammed forward, pushing against the tight, hard muscle of her sphincter. He shoved himself forward, grunting and groaning, ramming until he felt the ring begin to part. Belinda, realizing what Barcone was trying to do, almost pulled away until he slapped her ass as a warning.
"Shove back against me!" he yelled at her.
She spread her thighs wider, scrunched her eyes shut, and pushed back. Her asshole began to open, and as Barcone's huge cock began to penetrate, Belinda felt another kind of pain. Even so, like all the other pain she'd felt, this was an exquisite pain, bringing with it a sense of pleasure. Yes, the pain was great, the pleasure was small. But the pain would diminish and the good would increase. When she screamed it was with enjoyment, but Barcone, mistaking it for a hurt cry, began sadistically cramming his cock more quickly into the teenager's tight asshole.
Finally her asshole stopped fighting Barcone's cock and began sucking it in. He pumped it right up to the hilt with smooth, fast thrusts. His belly smacked resoundingly against her tanned asscheeks each time he plunged into her. Reaching forward and under her, he grabbed her dangling tits and began squeezing them.
Belinda moaned and shoved her body back against the long, hard, thick cock, and now her knees began to literally jump up and down on the mattress. Barcone fucked faster, feeling his cock become even more rigid. He moved so quickly his cock became a blur as it pummeled Belinda's asshole.
Once again it was Belinda who felt something. Between his fingers rubbing her nipples and his cock fucking in and out of her asshole, she felt another overpowering sensation, and suddenly she was screaming again. It was an anal orgasm. She'd heard about them, read about them, but never believed such things really existed until that moment. As Barcone's powerful cock continued reaming her shit chute, she rotated her hips, yanking him up against her, squeezing his cock until he thought she would sever it. And then she stopped. Just like that, she stopped.
Turning to look at Barcone, her hair all over her face, she said, "I only wish to God I'd known how great all this was. I'd never have waited this long."
"Fuck you!" Barcone told her, yanking his cock from her ass.
"By all means, fuck me!" she laughed. And then, "Seriously, I owe you an apology. A lot of girls I've known have cried to me how much it hurt them the first time. Maybe, with someone else, the pain would have been greater and the pleasure a lot less. So that makes you one hell of a man, doesn't it?"
"It's not over, Belinda-baby," Barcone told her. "I still haven't come."
"So fuck me again," she offered.
"You fuck me," he acknowledged. "When you become experienced you'll tear the cock right off a man. But now you're gonna suck."
"What?"
"You heard me. You're gonna suck."
"You expect me to put that thing in my mouth?"
"Better believe it, honey."
"The hell I am."
"You're Goddamn right you will. Remember, you're here to be sexually educated. You're getting six months of sex education in one short day. Cocksucking is a perfectly honorable way to make a man come."
"Oh go to hell," she muttered, lying down on the bed.
Sifting on the bed beside her head, Barcone said, "You either do it voluntarily, or I'll shove it down your throat."
"But what happens when you come?"
"Now that's a dumb question," Barcone said. "You said you wanted to learn it all. Well blowing is part of it all."
"You bastard!" she snapped, and leaned her head against his thigh, staring at his upstanding cock. She saw his own lubricant seeping from the head of his prick, and reaching up with her hand, she used her thumb to rub it into his flesh. The more she rubbed, the more seeped out.
Barcone let his hand caress the back of Belinda's neck, and she understood he was letting her know he intended keeping her head in place until he came. If she didn't blow him properly on a voluntary basis, she'd be forced.
She pressed her full lips to his inner thigh while her hand crept down to Barcone's balls. They were tight and pressed up against his body, and as she let her palm rub against the hair-covered wrinkled flesh, she felt him quiver. Her tongue flicked out and gently touched the staff of his cock. It jerked upright, the head swelling even larger.
What the hell! she thought, and opening her mouth wide, took the purple knob into it, letting her tongue play along its underside. She could feel the prick swell to an even greater size as she ran her lips along the hardened flesh. Now she began to suck and could feel the tasteless lubricant pouring out. At first she was afraid to swallow, but when she did she felt nothing and so continued swallowing.
Now, as her head began to go lower, teasing the cock, Belinda felt Barcone's hand push on the nape of her neck as he cried out. He shoved so hard she could feel the cockhead touching the back of her throat. She was afraid she would choke, but found her throat had reined. Even though it was no easy task, she was able to pull the thick cockhead into her throat, letting it massage the fat organ – her tongue lay flat against its underside. Saliva formed in her mouth, but the cock prevented her from swallowing it, so she drooled all over Barcone's pelvis. He never noticed. He was continually pumping his cock into her throat, feeling it contract against him. His nuts were on fire.
Belinda continued stroking Barcone's balls with one hand and used the other to reach beneath him and squeeze his ass. He squirmed and wriggled as her cheeks hollowed, puffing on the cock she had forced into her throat. The flesh felt silken to her tongue, and now that she was sucking, she found she enjoyed it, too.
Barcone used both hands on Belinda's head now, shoving her head up, ramming it down, letting his cock squeeze into the narrow channel of her throat for a moment.
So this was what it was like, Belinda thought, her mouth auctioning the big cock as her head bobbed up and down at a fantastic speed.
"Come on, come on!" Barcone was yelling. "Suck harder, pull with those jaws, draw the cum right outta me! Suck, suck, SUCK!"
And suck she did, hollowing her checks and wrapping her tongue against the unbending cock.
She felt the head fill her throat again, and this time it was swollen to even greater size. His hands were almost breaking her neck they squeezed so hard, and now she could no longer move her head. His hands were forcing her further down as the cock sank deeper into her throat. And then hot jets of cum gushed down her gullet. Belinda swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed.