After waiting for a moment, Jim started to move forward once more, and he watched in fascination as the shaft of his cock followed the purple head in disappearing into her nether hole. When he was halfway into her asshole, he stopped. "Okay?"
"Yeah, but go slow, please. I'll get used to it."
That she had never done this before now became clear to Jim, and he had a compulsion to remove his prick from her rectal channel.
"It makes me feel all tingly and warm inside,". she said suddenly.
Before Jim could respond, he felt her starting to push back against the thick member that was embedded in her rear. She was trying to get it inside all by herself. Putting both hands on her hips, Jim renewed the pressure and watched his cock disappear into her asshole.
A strange, warm, filled sensation was passing up and down the stretched tissue of her rectum. Suzanne wanted to have her entire channel filled with his meat. The warmth was spread to her cunt, which spasmed and tingled in sympathy with the feelings that were running the length of her asshole. Gritting her teeth, Suzanne spread the cheeks of her ass a little wider with her fingers and pushed back a little harder, meeting his forward thrust. He was sliding in easier now and the feelings that were churning her insides were becoming more intense.
Sliding his hands up her body, Jim reached under her torso and let his fingers curl around the hanging globes of her breasts. He was almost buried to the hilt in her asshole and he had never before in his life experienced anything as erotic as this. Her rectal muscles gripped him tighter than any cunt he had ever invaded. His belly finally bumped softly against the stretched cheeks of her ass. He stopped and waited until she could become accustomed to the feeling of his width in her rectum.
Breathing heavily, Suzanne was ready to have him take her and bring her to the delightful brink of orgasm once more. His meat filled her rectum and she was surprised, but she liked it. She felt filled for the first time in her young life, and the sensations were being transmitted to her cunt as well. Her whole body was being used and she loved it. Jim was squeezing and kneading her breasts, his fingers plucking at the tender tips of her nipples. She wanted him to fuck her ass and she didn't want to wait.
"Oh, Christ! It's good, really good. Fuck me, Jim, fuck me slow and good," she urged and started to pull her body away from his.
With his prick alive with sensations, Jim pulled his stiff rod out of her until it was only buried halfway in her nether hole and then started forward with a sure even stroke. He knew that he wouldn't be able to last long with all the pleasure her asshole was giving him, and he worked his cock faster and faster and he tried to hold his emotions in check for as long as possible.
Suzanne was moving her body in time with his, rising higher and higher with each successive stroke of his cock toward the level that she knew would give her another orgasm. She hurried toward it, making her body work back and forth along the long shaft of his cock.
Dropping one of her tits from his grasp, Jim let his hand slide down her body until he could push his fingers into the crack of her cunt. He felt, and then found the small swollen bud of her clit and rubbed it vigorously. The come was boiling out of his balls and racing toward the slit at the end of his cock. He was going to come any second and he lunged forward harder, burying himself in the tight-fitting confines of her asshole.
As Jim's finger found her clit, Suzanne went wild and started lunging her body back faster and faster as he plunged forward. She was filled, stretched to the point of being torn in two, but she loved it and wanted it to go on forever. The sparks blazed before her eyes, and she went into her final rise before peaking. It happened in a rush. She was coming; harder and longer than had ever happened before. She bit her lower lip with the pleasure of it and rotated her hips to feel him deep in the center of her bowels. He was plunging so deep that she thought that he would shove it right through to her stomach. Heat and color again blended before her eyes, and she didn't care if he did shove right through her stomach and into her throat.
With a gagging choked-off sound, Jim grunted out his orgasm. The juices that had traveled through the long tubes of his body now hurtled down the shaft of his cock and spurted in great gushing squirts into her bowels. "Oh shit, baby, it's good. I'm coming!"
Suzanne could feel the hot spurting jets of semen as they splashed deep in her rectum and they only increased her own orgiastic delight.
"Oh yes, fuck me. Fuck me good! I'm coming too," she practically yelled back at him as he buried himself against her, his body lunging forward over her back, his hands kneading her breast and clit. She could feel the throbbing of his prick in her very center and spasmed with him. She had never felt an orgasm this way before. It was the same, but different. She loved it and wanted more.
With a final shoving, plunging lunge, they collapsed together. Their bodies, completely satiated, rolled to the side, still joined together penis to rectum. They rested, Suzanne gently squeezing his receding length with her rectal muscles, and Jim still playing lovingly with her clit and breast. They drifted on a cloud toward the light slumber that only orgasm can bring. They were happy, complete, and exhausted.
They were hurried on their way toward sleep by the steady click, clack of the steel rails as the train rolled onward down the tracks. At the end of the fast-approaching night it would reach the small hill town of San Mateo and give up its load of passengers on the brick paving stones of the station platform.
With his lips nestled in her hair, Jim muttered on the edge of sleep, "What are you going to do in San Mateo?"
"Enroll in school probably."
"I thought you were going to take classes at the institute."
"In high school, silly; I'm only fourteen."
"Oh, Christ!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Marie Olsen was concerned. Suzanne had said she was just taking a walk up and down the train, and she had been gone from the club car for more than an hour. Marie walked toward her own car, trying to keep her balance against the swaying of the train.
Just as she stepped through the doorway to her car, she stumbled and fell forward, trying desperately to catch herself. Her arms flung forward trying to find the solid support of the rail next to the line of windows along the companionway. Her fingers came in contact with something solid and she gripped it with desperation.
Marie was hauled up so that she was standing on her feet, her breath coming in short gasps, her hair hanging in front of her eyes. She was only conscious of the fact that her hand and arm were being held in a tight grip. Brushing the hair out of her eyes, she looked at the man standing in front of her. He was darkly handsome. His clothes were casual to the point of being almost sloppy.
"You okay?" Fernando Ortega asked, still holding her hand. He smiled to show that he was friendly.
"Yes, thank you very much," Marie replied, and seeing his smile, returned it. Thoughts of Suzanne fled from her mind as she felt the electricity of his touch on her hand and arm. She was getting that familiar feeling deep in the center of her crotch.
"Do you have a compartment in this coach?" he asked, the invitation plain in his voice.
"Would you like a drink?" she asked, watching his eyes as they moved up and down her body. A spasm of desire flooded the channel of her cunt.
"That'll do for a start," Fernando said, and moved aside to let her lead the way.
Feeling light-headed and sexy, Alice Martin made her way down the companionway looking at the numbers on the doors. She stopped in front of one and knocked. Fernando had told her the number, but her head had been in such a muddle that she wasn't sure she had remembered correctly.