"Ohhhhh, my gosh!" Cindy gasped.
"You like that?" he asked.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, it makes me feel so hot," she sighed.
She'd never had anything in her cunt before, not even her own fingers. Jim's middle finger was thick and hard and he kept it stiff as he incited it deeper and deeper into her untried little fuck-hole. Cindy gurgled with horny excitement as she felt her cunt entered and filled for the very first time. It was a delicious sensation, and it made he wildly aroused.
"Ohhhhhh, yesss!" she moaned, "Stick your finger all the way into me, Jim! It feels fantastic."
It felt pretty fantastic to Jim, too. He'd fucked a few girls before he met Cindy but none of them had pussies as tight as hers. He could hardly wedge his middle finger into her tiny gripping cunt. He finally managed to work his way right to the last knuckle in her steaming juicy pussy. He could feel her powerful young cunt walls gripping and releasing his finger in a steady, horny rhythm as he started to finger-fuck her, jerking his finger fast and deep in her squeezing cunt.
"Unnnnhhhh!" Cindy wailed. "Ohhhhh, yeah, Jim, that feels so good!"
She wondered if fucking was like this. She loved the sensation of something hard and stiff jerking in her greedy little cunt. She drenched his frigging finger with overflowing pussy juice as he probed deep in her scalding virgin fuck-hole. In no time at all, she was on the verge of coming, her face twisted in lusty ecstasy.
"Frig me, Jim, honey!" she whined. "Stick it to me good and hard!"
Jim increased the speed and force of his finger fucking, and Cindy wailed and came. As her curvy body rocked and she screeched with pleasure, he felt her tiny cunt gripping his finger like a vise. He imagined having his cock in that squeezing hot hole and he groaned and almost came in his pants. He was sure Cindy would resist, but he just had to try to fuck her.
"Aaaggghhhhh! I'm coming so good!" she wailed.
Feverishly impatient, Jim watched her coming and felt her molten cunt gripping and tugging at his deeply lodged finger. When her spasms finally ended, he whipped his cream-drenched finger from her cunt, stood, and tugged down his jeans and shorts in one frantic motion. His rigid young prick snapped free of its confinement, and Cindy gawked at it.
"Oh, wow," she breathed, "so that's what a cock looks like."
Jim's engorged prick hugged his belly in a fierce hard-on, and it looked enormous to Cindy's inexperienced eyes. His thick cock was about six inches long and capped with a swollen bulbous purple head. The head had a dark cleft that was oozing glistening bubbles of juice. His balls looked blue, bloated and thatched with wiry dark hairs.
Cindy was so absorbed in staring at his cock that Jim took her off guard when he suddenly pushed her onto her back and threw himself on top of her. His hard hairless chest flattened her throbbing tits, and his wiry bush ground against her soft golden muff. His rigid cock was sandwiched between their bellies, hard as a rock and violently throbbing.
"Honey, I just gotta fuck you," Jim panted. "My cock's so stiff, it hurts. Please, Cindy, open your legs."
Cindy wondered what to do. Her parents had assured her she'd go straight to Hell if she fucked before she was married, but she was so achingly horny, so frantic to know about fucking, and here was a perfect chance. It was the burning need in her virgin pussy that made the decision for her. Jim's big stiff finger had felt so great in her cunt. Wouldn't his bloated stiff cock feel even better? She moaned and opened her legs, and Jim sank down between them.
"Oh, Jesus, yes, baby," he panted.
He grabbed his painfully swollen prick and wedged it between her thighs, stabbing around and trying to find her cunt. Cindy felt his hard hot prick battering her swollen slit, and she moaned with need. Then at last he hit the target, his big knobby cock-head plunging about an inch into her cunt.
"Uhhhhhh!" Cindy gasped.
"Yeah, baby, take it!" Jim cried hoarsely. "I'm gonna get all the way into you."
Just then they heard a car pill up in the driveway. "Oh, damn, it's the Dolans!" Cindy moaned. "Hurry, Jim, you've got to get out of here."
Jim groaned, leaped off her, and fumbled into his clothes. "Shit!" he cried. "Shit and double shit!"
As he raced for the back door, Cindy tugged on her clothes and pretended to be asleep on the couch.
CHAPTER TWO
Cindy heard the Dolans coming into the house.
"Cindy's asleep," Mrs. Dolan said. "Do you think I ought to wake her up?"
"No, she might as well stay the night," Mr. Dolan answered. "Why don't you just put a blanket over her and come to bed?"
Cindy kept up her pretense of sleeping as Mrs. Dolan covered her with a blanket and turned off the TV. She just didn't feel like talking to anybody. She only wanted to lie there and think about her experience with Jim. She wondered if, technically speaking, she was still a virgin.
Jim's cock had been in her, all right, but so briefly and not very far. They hadn't really fucked – not like that couple in the foreign movie! Cindy sighed and shivered with unsatisfied lust as she thought of her sexy boyfriend. If only the Dolans hadn't come home and spoiled things! Or was it better that way? She couldn't makeup her mind.
She heard Mrs. Dolan come out of the bathroom and say, "I'm glad we came home so early. I'm horny out of my mind."
Mr. Dolan chuckled. "I got this hard-on at the party, and it just wouldn't quit."
Cindy's ears picked up, but she heard no more. She opened her eyes and looked down the hall. She saw the Dolans had left their bedroom door open just a crack. They always did that in case one of the kids woke up in the night. Overcome with curiosity, Cindy left the couch and crept silently down the hall. Concealed in the shadows, she peeked into the Dolans' room.
They were standing there kissing and running their hands over each other's bodies. Cindy knew it wasn't polite to spy, but she also knew she wasn't going to move from that spot. It had been so exciting to watch that couple fucking on TV, and it would be even more exciting and revealing to watch a real live couple doing it. There was so much she wanted to learn about sex.
"Mmmmmmm, I can hardly wait to get into bed," Amy Dolan sighed.
"Then let's get our clothes off," her husband Terry grinned.
"Right, the last one undressed is a rotten egg," Amy laughed.
They began tugging off their clothes, and Cindy didn't know where to look. She'd never seen a man naked before, but she was also excited at the prospect of seeing a mature woman without her clothes.
Her eyes darted back and forth between husband and wife as they hurriedly stripped, and she felt her pussy getting all hot and swollen again.
Amy Dolan was a tall slender blonde, and as she drew off her bra, Cindy was surprised to see that her tits were not as big as hers. High-riding and perfectly firm, Amy's tits were the size of ripe apples, and they were capped with small red nipples. Her tits quivered enticingly as she bent to take off her panties.
Her bush was small, too, a little puff of platinum curls that barely covered her pouting mound. She kicked away her panties, turned, and walked to the bed and Cindy could see just a glimpse of ripe red pussy flesh between her legs. She didn't know why seeing Mrs. Dolan naked should get her so excited, but her cunt was moistening and bunting with need.
Amy stretched out on the bed and watched her husband with unashamed lust. Cindy watched him too. Terry Dolan had a broad hair-matted chest that really turned her on, but of course she was most interested in his cock. As he tugged down his shorts, her blue eyes got huge. Gingerly he slipped his shorts over the big hard bulge at his crotch, and his prick snapped free of its confinement.