This didn't seem to spur him on. The blonde teenager began darting her tongue in and out of his mouth in a mock fucking that would surely give him the idea of what she so passionately needed from him.
Whether this did the trick or not, the blonde coed didn't know. All she cared about was the tremor passing into her gut when she felt the blunt nose of his prick pushing against her pussy lips. This was what she wanted. If he couldn't abuse her, whip her, spank her, this was exactly what she needed!
She tried hunching up to take his cock full length up her juicy, seething hot cunt? Somehow, Bert managed, to elude her. He was going to fuck her in his own way, at his own convenience.
No matter that she was being driven insane with lust, with need for his cock. He granted her only about an inch of pulsating prick. And it felt like heaven to her hungry cunt.
She squirmed back and forth savoring the inch of cock inside her cunt. It split her pussy lips apart far enough for her to feel, really feel, and cock. Using well-trained muscles, she clamped down on his shivering cock with those pussy lips. Her cunt was now a lewdly grinning mouth trying to swallow his prick whole.
A tiny whimper was all she heard from him. Manna couldn't speak because he had finally rammed his cock full length into her pussy. The cock buried in her steamy cunt bounced around like a thing gone insane.
The very motion of his prick against her delicate pussy walls was enough to make her groan with pleasure. It was so good having a prick in her cunt again. Now, if he'd only fuck her!
Bert moved his hips in a slow circle, grinding his crotch firmly against hers. She felt the juices oozing from her cunt and lubricating both their groins. A tiny trickle of the thick oil tormented her as it ran down the inside of her milky white leg. She remembered how Dr. Nathaniel had stuffed the candle up her cunt and lit it. This felt so much like hot candle wax against her flesh.
She had to have more to drive away the memories.
"Damn you, ohhh, damnit! Fuck me, will you? Get on with it and fuck me blind!"
"I… I'm trying to keep from blowing my wad. You're just too damned sexy, Manna."
She should have taken that as a compliment. Instead, it angered her. She wanted him fucking her, not trying to play games.
"Get it on, man, get it on! I need cock and lots of it – and I want it fucking me. Now, damn your eyes, now!"
He gritted his teeth and began a slow back-and-forth motion. The blonde screamed with joy as she felt his cock slipping from her cunt. The vacuum built up inside threatened to pull her guts out with his cock. The fit between her well-oiled cunt walls and his throbbing cock was better than any piston and chamber.
When just the head of his cock split her pussy lips, he started forward again. Manna shuddered in reaction. The tingles in her pussy became more intense. She knew that she'd soon be aflame with lust. There wouldn't be anything in the world to hold her back then.
As exciting as it was finally getting Bert's prick inside her cunt, Manna felt a curious split in her view of the scene. One side told her this was great; this was her body speaking.
The feel of his quivering cock drilling into her cunt set fire to her loins. She shivered, with lust. His bucking cock twisted around inside her tight cunt and sent lightning bolts of carnal electricity zinging along her nerves.
The other part screamed that something was lacking; this was her brain warning her.
Her body responded in the age-old manner of a woman being flicked by a man. She loved the sensation of his cock slipping back and forth in her seething hot cunt. But there had to be more. And, that more was what Dr. Nathaniel could give her. Manna wasn't emotionally wrapped up in this lovemaking like she had been with the philosophy professor. She felt neglected in spite of the youth's prick telling her the opposite.
She couldn't really respond to his rhythm. She just let him rock back and forth, fucking at his own speed. Her body was drenched with sweat. She responded instinctively, but her brain, separate and distinct, was wondering what was missing.
The only explanation she could come up with was that Bert was dreary. His fucking lacked excitement. Her body was all hot and ready for his cock but he failed to arouse her mentally. He was a bore. Sometimes, such as when they'd fucked on the roof, it was good with him. But more often than not, it was like it was now. Bert did nothing to bring out her hidden desires or arouse her innermost self. She was going to have to point him in a different direction or she'd be doomed to not only the missionary position with him but constant frustration as well.
Even if she got off, she'd feel robbed mentally. That was almost worse than not getting fucked at all.
"Bert darling, wait, please," she said, her hands pushing against his shoulders.
"Huh? What is it?"
He was confused. He'd been concentrating so hard on not coming that it took a second for him to readjust to anything other than the steady fucking he was giving her.
"Pull the bureau aver next to the bed."
"What the hell for? I'm fucking you and you want the Goddamn dresser next to the bed? What's with you, Manna?"
She felt his cock slowly deflating inside her cunt. He hadn't come. This distraction had robbed him of his hard-on.
"I want to watch us fuck in the mirror. I want to see what it's like if I could get up and watch – and still have your cock fucking me!"
"That's sick." He sounded disgusted.
"No, it's not. I think it's wonderful. You can look, too. Imagine the sight of your prick spreading my pussy lips and digging in deep up my cunt. Wouldn't you like to see that? And do it at the same time?"
"No. Besides, it's too dark in here."
"So we turn on the lights. You don't think I'm ugly, do you?" She smiled and reached down between his thighs. Gripping his limp cock, she began massaging it until he had a burgeoning hard-on again. His cock was throbbing with renewed lust for her. She knew he'd do what she wanted. He desired her more than anything else in the world.
He'd want to please her. If, for nothing else, just to get his rocks off in her cunt.
"Damnit," Bert snarled. "Okay, I'll drag the motherfuckin thing over here so you can watch. Like being in a damned porno movie." He grunted as he pulled the heavy dresser closer to the bed. Under his breath he kept up a steady stream of curses. He was obviously not enthused with this new idea of Manna's.
She came up with the damnedest things at times. He wondered what went on in that pretty blonde head of hers. Actually wanting to watch! And to have the lights on, too. He was worn out trying to think of new ways of fucking to keep her amused.
He thought fucking was something better done in bed with the lights off. "There. Satisfied?"
"No," Manna said, smiling. "My poor little cunt doesn't have your huge cock in it any more. Come on and stick it back in. And then fuck me, fuck me harder than you've ever fucked before!"
This time his entry into her pussy was faster, harder. It jolted her and rattled her teeth. This was more like it. She wanted it rough, quick, as brutal as he could give it to her.
Even better, she had a perfect view of everything going on in bed. Her snowy white legs were spread wide. She saw his fierce red cock vanishing between her pink pussy lips. As his cock disappeared into her cunt, she felt the broad head pushing apart her cunt walls. The sight, the feel, those were a double turn on for her!
"Yesssss," she hissed from between clenched teeth. "That's it. Let me have your cock, all of it!"
He fucked her as good as he could.