He had her all the way naked now and just lay looking at her. She was on her side, her long blonde hair flowing down her curvaceous waist and partially concealing her pouting breasts. The expression on her face was a combination of nervous anticipation and virginal lust. She had never had it done to her before, but she was almost certain to experience it now, she knew. What would it be like? What would it be like to feel the hard flesh of his cock between the tender, moist lips of her most private parts? Sure, she'd seen others do it-but watching wasn't enough, she wanted to feel it. She took his penis back into her hand without him asking her to and the unexpected move sent a surge of desire through him like a spark.
An oily grin lit his face. "Shit, honey, you weren't kidding me, were you? You're a long ways from being the dumb bunny kid I thought you'd have to be at your age. You love playing with my cock, don't you?”
She nodded her head up and down. "Sure I do. The guys I have for boyfriends are all my age, so theirs are pretty small compared to your big cock. It's really fun to have something in my hands this big. Don't forget me, though. You were lying there looking at me for so long just now I thought you forgot about touching me. Aren't you going to finger-fuck my pussy like you were doing before you took my gown off?”
Her directness surprised and excited him. He lost no time cramming his hand back between her legs.
"Ouch!" she cried. "Slow down, will you? You yanked a couple of my hairs out!”
He realized he'd been a bit too rough with her but he couldn't resist a wisecrack.
"Hairs?" he repeated, chuckling and peering between her thighs at the scanty, blondish-brown curls that barely concealed the rise of her organs. "Hell, them aren't hairs yet. All you got is a little peach fuzz. The fuzz on your snatch isn't much more than the down on a baby duck's back. It'll be a few more years before you have a real woman's muff down there. If you want to see a real nice crotchful of cunt hair, take a look at Jerri's some time. Her fucking cunt is thick as a forest with it.”
But his heavy-handed banter didn't faze Karen at all. She was confident by now of her sexual attractiveness to him. She just grinned and went on handling his stiff organ while he did the same with hers. He could just make out a thin line of sweat on her upper lip and knew he must be getting to her.
"Getting awful hot aren't you, honey? That little cunt of yours was wet for a long time but now you're sweating all over," he said to her.
She knew what he meant and licked her tongue over her lip to remove the beads of moisture that had sprung up there. Even the salty taste of her own sweat was somehow a little exciting to her, she noted. She must really be getting hot for that to happen. Maybe she'd be able to have her first good orgasm if this kept up.
I've been so darned close to it without getting it, she thought to herself, as he manipulated her wet folds. Maybe he can make me really get my cookies off like the older girls at school say they've had a boy do with them.
She squirmed toward him and brazenly widened her legs so his fingers could slip in deeper. The look on her face as she did it was almost as exciting to him as the motion itself. Her expression plainly told him she knew it was naughty and nasty to act like she was doing, but that she was so lustful she was going to do it anyway.
"You're needing more than just a finger or two in your pussy now, aren't you?" he commented greedily.
The time was near when he was bound to discover she was a virgin, she realized with a start. She was prepared for whatever pain might come and she knew she'd probably bleed a little. But she'd made him believe she was much more experienced than she was and was afraid he might look down on her for still having her maidenhead after the knowing way she'd been acting.
"I'm sure hot, all right," she acknowledged. "And I… I… I do need more than just your fingers in my pussy. You sure have a big one though. It's going to be an awfully tight fit. Are you sure I'm big enough to take it from you? I told you the guys I… the guys I'm used to are much smaller than you.”
"Don't worry, sweetie," he cajoled. "I won't hurt you any. I'll feed it to you a little at a time. I know damned well I can get the head in at least partway and-oh shit, I'm getting so god damned horny from talking to you about it I can't stand it, I have to do it instead of just yammering about it!”
He pushed himself against her soft, warm front and applied his glans against the swelling, downy mound. Her hands never left its stiff shaft. When she felt the wonderful point of pleasure of his hot glans against her sex, she caught her breath. A quick gasp escaped from her throat.
Wow, she thought to herself, if it feels this good just on the outside, I just have to have him stick it all the way in no matter if he does find out I'm cherry! My gosh, it feels fantastic to have someone's cock right up against your pussy like this!
Kathie was all eyes and ears. Her little fingers were fluttering between her thighs like a drunk butterfly. Boy, Sis is really about to get it now. The head of his thing's right on her naked cunny! she thought to herself with alarm.
"Ummmm," moaned Karen, as he pressed his organ into her. "Oh, wow, that really turns me on. Go ahead and stick it in even if it does hurt a little bit!”
"You sweet little cutie," he wheezed, "I'm gonna do just that. I'm gonna do that very thing,”
Karen was flat on her back now and Rodney was splitting her open. Slowly but surely, his magnificent member was sliding into the hot interior of her virginal young orifice. It seemed to her that she could feel every smooth outline of its bullet-shaped nose.
"Unghhh," she groaned. Her voice, normally quite high, Was now lowering its pitch from the intense passion she was beginning to experience. She turned her head to one side and her thick hair spread over the pillow and most of her chest.
Rodney couldn't stand to have her beautiful young breasts covered up by anything. "Gimme some titty," he gasped, stretching his head upward over the flat plain of her smooth belly. "You got a pair of the sweetest little jugs I've ever seen. I can't fuck you right unless I have my hands on them!”
She felt his face move toward her breasts. These two firm mounds of flesh were, after all, something which she was extremely proud of. To have him tell her that about her little beauties was terribly gratifying and exciting to her. Of course she wanted his hands on them. Even the softness of her thick hair was too much cover for them at a time like this. She wanted them naked in his hands and even more if he wanted-and she'd tell him so.
"Oh, gosh," she cried, "sure you can put your hands on 'em, Rodney. Grab 'em both tight and feel me up all you want. I love it. You can put more than your hands on them if you want to-I don't even care if you… kiss them!”
Rodney was sweating to beat the band. He took her fat, slick nubbins in his hands and kneaded them like dough for several seconds. They were both so slippery they felt like they had been rubbed down with warm lanolin. He started to make some comment about what she offered him, but at the last second he became too excited to wait and just did it. She saw his face looming over her swollen chest and raised it up to meet him.
"Ahhhh," he sighed, closing his open mouth over a taut, dark-tipped nipple. Pleasure shot through her entire body. But he wasn't ready to stop there. She felt his mouth leave the spot and dart quickly to her other pert breast. Again his lips wetly enclosed the sensitive flesh, this time enlivened by his probing tongue.
"Ummmm… ummmmm," she moaned. "Please do that for a long time, will you? Oh, please!”
He felt her hands on his buttocks and his ribs squeezed by her arms. She was pulling his pelvis against her with all her might and moaning like a pup.
"Okay, baby," he mumbled, his words garbled by the nipple in his mouth. "You've showed me you want it awful bad. Here goes-take it in now, sweetheart… take it in… take it… take it!”