With her fingers driving cock-hard into her cunt and her thumb pressing down hard on her clit, she was able to come. Her world turned upside down. The way her breath caught in her throat and the way her heart hammered so hard made her think she was going to die. For a brief instant, the entire world simply stopped.
Then things slowly returned to normal. Her hand was covered with a fresh flow of her cunt juices. She had experienced the most intense orgasm of her life.
And still she felt cheated.
She looked out and saw Joe still pumping away into Nancy's cunt. The girl was sobbing, tears running down her cheeks. And those were tears of pain. She was enjoying what he was doing to her. That long, plum-tipped prick was giving her all the excitement and pleasure her body could stand.
Virginia felt cheated all over again. It wasn't fair making her live a life without fucking. Still, her parents would be ashamed of her. They wouldn't say anything but she'd know they disapproved heartily. Heartily.
But to never have a cock reaming her out, never to experience what it was like to suck cock, those were the things she was doomed never to try. And all because she was a good girl.
For the first time in her life, Virginia wished she wasn't.
CHAPTER FOUR
After lunch, the class lazed around in the shade. Most had scraped hands and knees from climbing the rock in search of their elusive specimens. Some, Virginia guessed, were scraped in places she couldn't see. Nancy had been bare ass naked while she and Joe fucked.
That would have shredded her tender bottom to hell. Yet she didn't seem to notice in the least.
She and Phyllis came over and sat beside Virginia. "I'm pooped. I mean, I'm absolutely out of it for the day. That Joe is a human fucking machine."
"You and Joe actually screwed, huh?" asked Phyllis. "Was it as good as I think it was?"
"Better! He's got a cock on him a stallion would envy. And when he mounts up and begins fucking, he's tireless. He never quits. I think he came just because I was getting tired. Honest!"
"How's he hung. Seven inches? Eight?"
"Eight, easy. Maybe nine, but without a tape measure, I couldn't tell. And hell if I was going to go around measuring anything when I saw that pecker of his come leaping out of his jeans. All I wanted to do was swallow him whole. Up my cunt!"
Phyllis laughed and turned to Virginia, who was blushing. "What's wrong, Ginnie? You act like you don't like sex or something."
"It's nothing. I'm just not used to hearing people talk like that."
"Yeah, I forgot. You and that puritanical up bringing of yours. I tried not to scare you too much the first couple weeks of the semester. I thought you'd come out of your shell. You seem to be crawling into yourself even more, though. Come on, kiddo, loosen up and live!"
"If you mean fuck anything that moves, forget it!" Surprised at herself for using such a vulgar word, she blushed again.
Both Phyllis and Nancy laughed. That made it even worse.
She stood with what dignity she could muster and said, "I'm going to wash my hair. Good day."
Almost aimlessly, she wandered into the mountains until she found a clear stream of cold, clear water. Dipping her finger into it caused gooseflesh to ripple all the way up her arm. She shivered and wondered why it felt so good. Usually she had to have hot water.
That was just one of the things she couldn't understand. Her body was slowly turning traitor on her. She didn't want to respond to all the obscene things she'd seen. She should have turned and walked away when she found Joe fucking the hell out of Nancy. She hadn't.
She watched.
Somehow, that was even worse than the evil thoughts she was thinking. That it might not be wrong to let a guy screw her before marriage was something she was beginning to question. What was worse, she was letting the attitudes of those other loose morals people infect her. She was actually considering that it might not be that bad letting just any guy fuck her just for the fun.
To feel good just to feel good was a concept that was almost alien to her. Her parents had warned her about promiscuous sex. They'd said not to let any guy fuck her unless he loved her and had already married her.
But what about letting someone who loved her get into her pants? Was that so wrong, not being married and then fucking? What was that magic piece of paper? Did it mean anything?
And if fucking and not being married was okay, what about screwing just for fun? No love, just pure, physical sex?
Virginia shook her head as if this would clean out the mental cobwebs. It didn't seem to help. She was still as confused about her feelings as she had been before.
Taking her shoes and socks off, she began wading upstream. The cold water shocked her into a semblance of awareness. The way it rippled through her toes was sensuous, soothing, exciting.
When she came to the tiny grotto with the waterfall, she knew she was going to have to take a bath. Without even thinking that others might be near, she stripped off her clothes and plunged into the icy pool under the waterfall. The sudden coldness took her breath. Gooseflesh marred her perfect white skin with its tiny bumps.
"Whee!" she cried to no one. She was enjoying the way the water cascaded over her head, ran down her body, touching tits and ass and cunt before racing away downstream.
"I'll second that," came a quiet voice.
She was more shocked by the sound than she had been by the chill water. Looking around, Virginia saw Joe sitting on a boulder overlooking her secluded little pool. He was grinning and obviously enjoying the sight nature provided him. "How dare you!"
"Easy. A lovely woman should be studied. Perhaps even studied in depth." He looked at her significantly.
She was suddenly uneasy. She felt her insides churning. There was no way she could describe what she felt towards Joe. Never had this particular emotion so totally invaded her body and possessed her like a demon spirit.
Virginia realized she was feeling, for the very first time, what the other girls called horniness.
And she didn't like it.
"Go away! Let me get my clothes on!"
"Why should I leave? Why can't I join you?" Joe stood and began stripping off his clothes. Virginia wanted to flee but didn't dare. The man was standing where he could watch her every movement. She couldn't leave the water without showing him more than she wanted to.
There was another reason she didn't move. Her eyes were fixed on the man's slowly exposed body. His broad shoulders and virtually hairless chest were only hints of his total maleness. Never had she seen a man so virile. Not even in the pictures she hid under her bed at borne.
But it was his prick that fascinated her. It stood long and hard and red in the soft, afternoon sunlight. The way the light reflected off the plum-tipped prick reached her on some basic level. She found both her mouth and her cunt watering at the sight.
Still, this was the man who had left her and gone to fuck Nancy. She couldn't forget the way he'd simply turned and walked off when she told him she wanted no part of his lewd suggestion. She shook her hair, sending tiny droplets of water flying.
Who was to blame for that? Hadn't she run him off? Hadn't he offered that lovely wok to her first? She was the one responsible for him sinking it balls deep up Nancy's cunt.
Virginia was suddenly stirred by her body's needs. In a way she'd never experienced before, she knew this was going to be the time. She wanted this man's huge prick driving in and out of her cunt. She wanted him to take her cherry. Him and no other.
He kicked the last of his clothes aside and then jumped into the pool beside her. He landed and immediately cried, "Goddamn! It's cold! Why didn't you warn me?"