The rubbery tip of his glans banged into the roof of her mouth. She wondered what to do then. There was still another couple inches of his lovely prick to go and she wasn't able to suck it all into her mouth.
His hips convulsively shot forward and the cock slid down her throat. She gagged and backed off from his groin a little. Then she worked forward again, this time getting the hang of it. She was able to take his entire prick down her throat.
She wondered if this was what was meant by deep throat. She guessed it might be. And she loved it! It wasn't perverted at all!
The warmth flooding her body told her this couldn't possibly be the evil thing she'd once thought it tote. How she feel so good about something sinful?
She couldn't.
The cock pulsed and throbbed against her tongue. She felt it bucking a little as it stirred in her throat. Starting to gag again, she slipped back allowing the cock to escape her mouth. Her tongue continued stroking all over the roundness of his prick until just the broad arrowhead was left between her lips.
She sucked harder and her cheeks went hollow. Her tongue swirled around the captive cock until the man wasn't able to sit still any longer. He was trying to drive his cook all the way into her mouth.
He wanted to face fuck her!
She'd wondered what Phyllis and the others meant by that. She knew now. She knew firsthand and up close. And she loved it. He cared enough for her to want to give her his entire cock.
The only thing she could do was thank him for it with her mouth.
"Fuck don't suck any more!" he begged. "Please don't! I… I'll come if yaw do. And I want to really fuck you up the cunt. It is just too much for me to take!"
She reluctantly let his stiff, jerking cock pop free of her mouth. Looking up at him, she asked, "You don't want me to suck you off?"
"I'd love it, but I want to mount up and ride you like the wind, too. I want to feel that sweet cunt of yours all around my cock while I'm fucking you. Really fucking you."
The words were obscene but they sent shivers of anticipation racing up and down the girl's spine. This was what the others were always talking about. This was the moment of truth for her.
Virginia wasn't going to back out. Not after she'd sucked on Joe's prick and gotten it firm enough to really fuck her. She wanted it, she wanted it all.
CHAPTER FIVE
Virginia found herself loving the taste of his prick. She couldn't get enough of it. When he pushed her away, she felt insulted. He couldn't offer her his cock, then deny it to her!
He didn't dare!
"Whoa, there, Ginnie," Joe said. "I feel myself getting all hot and hard and about ready to come. I think I'd better break for a little while or I'm going to blow my wad."
"But…"
"But you're feeling cheated? Don't. I'll make it up to you."
His hands gripped her under the arms and lifted. She almost shot out of the water. He twisted her in midair and plunked her down beside him on the rock. His eyes worked over her naked body, drinking in the luscious sight of her wet boobs and the matted fleece of her bush.
"God, you're even prettier than I thought. To cover yourself up all the time is more than a waste, it's downright criminal!"
"I guess that's a compliment," she said.
"It sure is! You're so innocent looking! I can't get over it. You have to be putting me on. You've sucked cock before, haven't you? And you've certainly had a man do this to you."
He pushed her gently back onto the rock and planted his mouth firmly on one of her tits. She gasped when his lips closed on the very end of her boob. His tongue worked around and around like a miniature tornado. He completely aroused her nipple. Before she knew what was happening, it was hard with new lust for her professor.
"That feels so gooooood!" she cooed. "I never dreamed a man's mouth could feel so nice."
He didn't say a word. He was too busy licking and kissing the mounds of her tit flesh. Pushing with his tongue, he found he could move the very top a few inches. When he released it, the firm, young boob snapped back into position. Then he began slavering her tits.
"When I fingered my own tits, it was never this good. How do you make me feel so… sinful?"
He looked up, surprised. "Sinful? What got that into your pretty head? There's nothing sinful about this. Tell me the truth, does it feel evil for me to suck on your tit like this?"
He closed his lips around the top of her right tit. Sucking, he pulled the throbbing nubbin of nipple between his lips and firmly grasped the flesh with his pearly hard teeth. Biting down a little, he rolled the pebble around in his mouth. His tongue caressed and stroked across the very tip until she was gasping.
Her back arched and she thrust her chest out. She wanted as much of her boob in his mouth as possible. Gone was all thought that this was wrong. The pleasure flooding her neglected body told her it couldn't be bad. It felt too damn good!
"More, oh, do it some more! Love it! I love the way your mouth is moving all over my tits!"
At the base of one of her fleshy canes of tit flesh, he started licking. He traced the entire circumference, then began spiraling up the slope. Behind he left a glistening trail of his drying saliva. It tickled and stimulated her snowy white flesh. When he came to the very top of her jug, his tongue teased the nipple a little.
He pushed it first one way, then another. She was moaning in constant arousal now. He let his tongue push downward into the softness of her breast. The hard nipple was like a rock sinking in a swamp. When he released it, the nipple popped to the surface. All around it was the coppery disc of her areola.
Even these tiny bumps received his attention. He wanted this to be so damned good the girl wouldn't think about what he was going to do next. She had odd ideas of what was right and what wasn't. He was hornier than hell and determined to get his rocks off. To do that, he had to keep her so aroused she couldn't argue.
His mouth left the throbbing nipple and worked down to her slightly domed belly. The silky fine hairs on her belly were quickly wettened by his tongue. When he got to the deep depression of her navel, he stopped.
Tongue flashing out, he dipped far down into her belly button. She moaned, thrusting her belly up to his face. She wanted his tongue to impale her through the navel.
He had better ideas.
As his tongue lightly touched the very top of her bush, she struggled to get away from him. "No," she cried. "Not there! I… I can't let you do that!"
He held her down. She had a lot of puritanical views to get rid of. He was going to help her do it while he was enjoying himself immensely.
He swirled and twirled up little spires of her pussy fur. The entire bush was still wet from her bath in the cold mountain stream. He licked and pressed out the water he found there.
When he did, he detected another flavor, the flavor of an aroused woman. Her cunt juices were slugglishly flowing. He tasted the salty tang of a real woman, then licked across her pussy mound. Heading lower.
He wanted to get to more exciting territory before she really decided to stop him. The tiny spire of her curious clit was poking out of the sheath of its protective skin. He seized on the opportunity to give her a first class come.
As his mouth fastened hungrily on the small clit, she gasped. "I'm burning up inside! Your mouth is doing it to me! I never thought…"
She was continuously writhing on the rough rock. He held her down but knew she could escape him if she really wanted. Her violent motions now weren't from desire to escape but simply desire. He was turning her on; he was turning her into a real woman.
Her clit was pulsing slightly. He licked across it, tasting her cunt juice. He sucked the clitoris into his mouth and used his lips on it. The slippery little spike of flesh was literally quivering when he abandoned it to push down even lower.