Not that she could complain about that. Joe was a master when it came to using his tongue. He sought and found nerves she barely knew existed. And then he gave them his full oral attentions.
The pressure mounting inside her body was almost at the breaking point. She hadn't realized how uptight she was. The man was pushing her toward the brink of orgasm with only his tongue.
"Keep doing it to me, Joe! I love that fucking tongue of yours! Keep licking my poor little pussy. It needs your attention so bad!"
His answer was lost in a mouthful of pussy.
She collapsed between his hairy thighs to get a better position. She shoved her cunt down onto his face to make sure he could find each and every spot. She had to have his tongue thrust up her cunt. If she couldn't have his long, hard erect cock, she'd have to settle for his agile tongue worming around inside her.
Raising herself and squatting down so that she was widely exposed over his face, she shuddered as his tongue shot into her cunt. He licked back and forth in a slow, rhythmic motion until she was completely lost in the wonderland of her body's reactions.
Each time his tongue invaded her cunt, she felt a little tremor blast into her belly. Soon, she had stored up a powder keg of sensations. As his tongue slickly went from the back of her gash up to her clit, she came.
She felt herself creaming out a flood of cunt juices. She shook her entire body like a wet dog. Her tits danced around in front of her and her head was tossed back. The long mane of her fluttered in the moonlight as she rode the hurricane winds of her lust.
As soon as her passions had quieted a little and she was able to talk, she told him, "do it again! I want that fucking tongue of yours all the way up my cunt! Tongue fuck me. I want it! I want it."
She got it.
His tongue flew like a piston. It swirled and twirled around inside her moist cunt. He pressed smooth her folded cunt walls and licked them clean of all her juices. Then he shoved deep into her belly. It was as if his tongue had become an eight-inch cock. It felt as if it were driving all the way through her body to come out her mouth.
"That's the way! Ohhhh, my cunt! My cunt's burning up with desire!"
He was ringing around her bristly cunt hole. His tongue pressed and licked and then stabbed out into her pussy again. He kept her strung out sexually until she was unable to relax. No matter what he did, it increased her excitement.
When he scooped up her clit and sucked it between his lips, she came again. He didn't let up on his sweet torture of her clit, though. He kept it firmly clamped between his lips and sucked for all he was worth.
Then his tongue began punishing the tiny spire of erectile tissue. He brushed across the tip of her clit, teasing it, playing with it like a dog with a bone.
She was coming like a machine gun firing. One climax after another seized and shook her body. Still he refused to let up. She was panting, sweating, shivering as if in the grip of an epileptic fit.
Finally, her body unable to came any more, she fell forward again between his legs. Immediately she found his cock sticking around. It had come to life while she was getting the tongue lashing of her young life.
"You cock! It's getting stiff again!"
"Go on, doll, suck it till it's good and hard."
"It's good whenever it's hard," she laughed. Her eyes were fixed on the slowly rising cock. It jerked harder with every passing second. Finally, she couldn't simply watch any longer.
She took the acorn-tipped prick between her lips and sucked until he wouldn't have it. Her cheeks went hollow she applied so much suction. It was as if she could bring that cock erect simply by pulling his guts out the pin-prick hole at the end.
Whatever mouth-magic she used, it worked.
His cock snapped firm in her mouth, then his hips lifted off the ground in an attempt to face fuck her. She wed her tongue to control him. Running around the rim, she made sure he was hard as he could get, then she lowered her face around his prick.
The rubbery tip of his cock bounced off the roof of her mouth, then sank down into her throat. She'd gagged the first time she tried this. It seemed like years ago even though it was less than twenty-four hours. She knew all the moves now. She didn't gag.
She took him like she'd been swallowing cock for years.
"I… I can't take that much longer. God, you're driving me wild!"
She smiled around the plug of cock in her mouth. Her lips were stretched to the limit. His huge girth filled her entire mouth.
Then she started lifting her face away. She felt herself gagging in spite of her determination not too. He was just too big.
With a wet plop, she let her lips leave the tip of his cock. The saliva drenched cock stood proud and shining in the dim moonlight. For a moment she thought it had been dipped in liquid silver. Then she saw a tiny trickle of her spit running down the sides.
"It's beautiful. That prick is beautiful!"
"So suck, damn you!"
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
"Okay, everybody up. Rise and shine. Time to be on the road!"
Ginnie turned over in her sleeping bag, arms reaching out for Joe. She awoke with a start when she didn't find him. It took long seconds to come fully awake and remember where she was.
She was in the sleeping bag alone. Joe had been with her. But that had been last night. And out in the woods, they'd continued their frantic fucking.
Ginnie smiled as she remembered the feel of him spanking her, then fucking the living hell out of her. And how she'd come repeatedly when she swung from the tree limb.
And the sixty-nine! She would remember it forever. The feel of his tongue fucking her while she was sucking on his prick wasn't going to be something she would ever forget. It had been too nice.
"Come on and load up. Time to get back to town."
Dr. Preston's voice annoyed her. All she wanted to do was roll over and go back to sleep with her memories.
The man wouldn't let her. He threw open the flap of the tent and shouted again, "Come on, you lazy freshmen. Time to roll. Ten minutes or we'll leave you behind!"
Phyllis moaned and said, "Hell, for two cents they could leave me behind. As long as they left Frank, too."
"No such luck," said Nancy. "I'd settle for Ron, but old Dr. Preston wouldn't let us keep a pair like that."
"Let's keep the son of a bitch happy." Phyllis reluctantly pulled herself from her sleeping bag and began rolling it. She looked at Ginnie and said, "You'd think Sleeping Beauty there had been out having herself a ball the way she's sacked out."
"Fat chance," mumbled Nancy. "Chick is positively frigid, if you ask me."
Ginnie opened one eye and mumbled, "Have to go? Really?"
"Yeah, move your lily white ass, girl, or they'll strand us up here high and dry and without any men. Though that wouldn't bother you."
Ginnie said nothing. She was too sleepy to argue with Phyllis. Besides, it was her joke on the girl knowing how many times she'd sampled Joe's prick. That was something Phyllis hadn't done and. Nancy had only succeeded in doing one time.
The bumpy ride down the mountain was enough to get her awake. She was tossed all over the back of the van. And, like before, she was having to share the compartment with Frank.
"Well, little Miss Cock Teaser. How'd you like the field trip? Get your rocks off?"
She glared at him, thinking of an appropriate comment. Phyllis called out to Frank, "Never mind her. Why not come on back and keep me company?"
The two of them were fucking merrily away when the van pulled into the filling station. Dr. Preston told her, "Ten minutes and no longer."
Ginnie was out of the van like a flash. In back of the gas station, she found Joe.
They flowed into each other's arms and kissed deeply. She let his tongue stir around in her mouth until she was gasping. Her tits were rising and falling and she felt the now familiar urge coming over her.