"You'll have to do better than that, Joe," she taunted him, her tits resting on the top of a tree limb. She bent forward enough to let him catch a tantalizing glimpse of her bush, then dropped from the tree and ran.
This time he caught her. He tackled her and they both went dawn onto a grassy knoll. Rolling over and aver, he managed to slip between her legs. His cock prodded into her juicy cuntlips but he didn't drive his fuck stick into her seething depths.
"Fuck me. Go on! You caught me fair and square. Do whatever you want with me!" she begged.
"Anything? Okay. I'm going to punish you for running away from me like you did. My cock is about to kill me. You bounced the hell out of it while I was chasing you."
He upended her over his lap and began spanking her. She screamed and twisted, trying to get away. He held her firmly and she wasn't able to move.
"You bastard! You mother fucking son of a bitch! Stop that! My poor ass is burning up!"
The words she was mouthing made her hotter and hotter for the cock poking into her body. She couldn't leave it high and dry. She had to get that prick into her cunt where she could feel it. But still the paddling he was giving her ass made her feel all warm and wiggly.
The girl didn't understand the feelings in her ass. The spanking hurt. His fingers were leaving red welts across her lily white rear. But the warmth flowed into her cunt and made her even hotter to fuck.
It was as if he was pouring melted butter into her body. It was slowly pooling inside her belly, making her even hornier than before. She tried to… figure out why the spanking should do that to her. She couldn't. So she simply lay across his legs and enjoyed it.
"You're not struggling any more. Do you like it?"
"Yes!"
"Darn you!" he cried. "I'll show you a good paddling!"
His hand rose and fell until her ass was a shining red in the dull moonlight. Her young flesh barely rippled every time he swatted her rounded ass. His fingers stung and he guessed how her bottom must feel. The red criss cross pattern he left on her once-white skin seemed to be a pattern for him, an erotic pattern drawing him on.
He stopped his spanking for a moment and put his hand flat on the curve of her right ass cheek. The flesh was rosy and warm to the touch. And he could feel her body straining under his touch. He'd lit a fire that was blazing bright inside the girl's body.
If she'd wanted to be fucked before, now she must be about driven mad with lust for him.
"Is that punishment enough for you?"
"Oh yes, yes! Now fuck me!"
"Not enough, I see that now." His hand lashed out and swatted the tender area between her legs. His fingers slapped wetly down on her overflowing cuntlips. The soft flesh was swatted as hard as he had been paddling her ass. She began wiggling around like a fish on a string.
"That hurts!" she cried. "Stop it!"
"Hell, no. You've got to learn a lesson."
He was getting horny himself from dishing this out to the wanton girl. He knew her protests weren't real. She was getting off on the spanking as much as he was. It was turning them both into quivering blobs of flesh itching for a good fucking.
She wiggled free but didn't get far. Turning so that she presented her well-spanked ass for his inspection, she stayed on hands and knees. Wiggling her behind a little to make sure he got the message, she said, "How about it now, stud? Fuck my ass now?"
He paused. His cock snapped rigidly to attention. It was dancing with his flaming desire to sink into her cunt.
The sight of her bottom, all red and rosy and spanked made him almost blow his wad. He could see, between her shining legs, the darkness that was her snatch. The tiny strands of her bush poked out enough to make it look as if it were covered with wire bristles. Rut he knew better.
It was soft and wet and wanton. And his cock fit perfectly into the well-greased slot. He should know. He was the only man to ever fuck this hot chick.
"How about it? You're just begging for trouble, aren't you?"
But he was crouching down behind her in a flash. His hands groped out and found her tits. He clamped his fingers down hard on them.
The pain shot through her entire body. He was really squeezing too hard on her tender boobs. But she didn't care that much. The pain was minor if he'd only give her that long length of his prick. Up her cunt. Where it belonged.
He pulled her backwards. Rolling so that his legs slipped under her, he pulled her onto his lap. As if they'd rehearsed it a million times, her cunt landed squarely, on top of his plum-tipped cock.
It vanished into her cunt. They both gasped at the sudden intrusion all the way up her pussy. It had surprised her and crushed down on his prick. He collapsed onto his back, the girl still crouching over his cock.
She twisted from side to side, reveling in the feel of the prick moving around in her cunt, then decided on the best course of action. She could fuck herself on his upright pole.
"I never thought it would be like this," he mumbled.
"What's that, love?"
"Having you all around me again. You get tighter each time I fuck you. You're not any college girl. You're a demon come to tempt me!"
"So let me tempt. Just as long as that cock of yours stays nice and hard and long and in me!"
He groaned a little as she spun around. She used the prick in her cunt like an axle. The twisting motion about drove the man out of his head. His prick was turned and pulled and moved in new and deliciously different ways. Sure she would pull his cock out by the roots, he was still determined to enjoy it to the hilt.
The wet pussy lips caressed and kissed his cock. The heat boiling from her inside threatened to burn him to a nubbin. And the tightness of her cunt gripped him with all the power of a hand inside a soft leather glove. No glove, however, had ever been this erotic.
She let the friction of the spinning warm her pussy walls. She knew she was well juiced and in no danger of tearing her sensitive inner membrane. And when she finally came to a rest, she had one leg on either side of his body. She was looking straight down at the man's face, now glowing in the silver moonlight.
"Should I just fuck myself? Or do you want to do something else?"
He looked the situation over. She was well a straddle his waist. But the way her legs extended out gave him an idea. He reached up and gripped each of her ankles in his hands. By lifting her heels off the ground a little, he rocked her backwards.
And that slipped her cunt off his cock.
Relaxing and letting her legs go back down to the ground caused her twat to swallow up his prick again. He could fuck himself using her lithe body.
She felt the way his cock bent inside her. The shivers of excitement rippled throughout her belly and rocketed up her spine. She was worried, he might hurt himself. If he got carried away, he might tip her too far back. She could literally tear his prick from his body.
Then all such thoughts were erased from her mind. He was pushing her up and down in a slow, rhythmic motion. She felt his cock slipping in and out of her cunt in a totally lascivious fashion. The sensations ripping into her body made certain she couldn't concentrate on anything else but that cock.
She began diddling herself. As she fingered her clit she felt the skin all around her snatch tighten and loosen as she rocked to and fro. The man's hands on her legs moved slowly up and down, too, giving her an extra measure of excitement.
"Oooooh, Joe, this is like nothing I ever read about! You're giving me too much too fast!"
"Yeah, I know," he panted. He was bathed in sweat. It was running down into his eyes and obscuring his luscious vision.
The sight of the girl gleaming nakedly in the moonlight was giving him one hell of a thrill. The man could even see his cock entering and leaving her cunt. The pinkly scalloped inner pussy lips poked out of the rigid flaps of her outer labia.