"No! No!" she gasped. She rolled her head from side to side. "Please! Please don't! I don't want to."
"The hell you don't," he laughed, looking up from her pussy with his eyes sparkling in amusement. "Your nipples have been hard as rocks since I first got my hands on them. Your pussy's flooding juice all over, getting greased up for my prick. The hell you don't want to be fucked. Shit! This cunt is almost begging me out loud."
He went after her more frantically. His mouth damped over her cunt, sucking deeply. His tongue fucked into the pussy and drove her clit into spasms of delight. He nibbled tauntingly on her cunt-lips, then sucked her again even more passionately. Lee clamped his mouth tightly over her crotch and began to blow and suck alternately into her pussy. The pressure built to insane proportions inside her. Sheri gasped loudly, flailing about the bed in a vain attempt to get her body under control.
She should never have come. She certainly should never have let Marianne talk her into going out on the town before they had even grabbed dinner. Perhaps more than anything else, she should never have started drinking Hurricanes in the bar on St. Peter's Street, not even if they were supposed to be world-famous. Maybe then she would have been on guard and not let herself be picked up along with Marianne. Oh, the boys were nice enough. Lee and Tim had been standing behind them as they stood in the crisp evening air along Canal Street watching the parade and leaping about trying to catch the doubloons thrown from the floats. The boys offered them their jackets and took over the task of escorting the girls for the rest of the evening. At least Lee hadn't tiled to escort her directly to bed, as had Tim with her brunette companion.
He had eventually gotten around to the same goal, however. After drinks at La Boucherie and at the Napoleon House, they had come to her hotel. Lee simply assumed that he was invited up the elevator with her. As she opened the door, he stepped inside and flipped on the lights. He looked her over thoroughly and approvingly as he saw her for the first time under full illumination. The boy whistled softly at her curves, then smiled as he pulled her against himself. His cock was hard and warm against her. His lips were demanding as he kissed her. His hands went for her tits and quickly had her blouse open and bra released.
"No," she had whispered as he led her to the bed and sat down with her. His hands roamed greedily about her body. His tongue parted her lips and reached into her mouth. He had ignored her protests as completely then as he was ignoring her pleas now. Sheri felt her mind swirling from the liquor and from the excitement. Lee was not a bad. In fact he was damn good. His hands brought her body to a passionate height she hadn't experienced in a long, long time.
The boy kept sucking her pussy while he slipped his pants and shorts down. He would lift his face from her cunt only to take a deep breath of air, then plunge back over her gash, sucking and blowing until she taught she would explode from the ecstatic sensations rippling through her. Sheri tried one last time to protest. She couldn't get the words out. Only soft murmurs of pleasure would issue from her lips. His hands came back up and pushed her blouse off her shoulders. The blonde lifted herself and helped him get it from her, then removed the dangling bra. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it up, forcing him to come up from her pussy and let her pull it over his head and arms. As long as she was going to let herself be fucked, she finally admitted, they might as well get naked and do it right.
"That's better," he congratulated her. His eyes lit up even brighter as he eyed the luscious body that lay softly panting before him. "Damn! You're the best-looking cunt I've ever seen. I mean it, baby. I've never seen a body to equal yours. Poor old Tim may be stuck with your chubby friend, but I found one hell of a piece of soft pussy."
"My name's Sheri," she reminded him. She had never liked being called "baby" or any other such term. Especially she resented being called that when she wasn't sure the man even remembered her real name.
"Sure, baby," he laughed. "Whatever your name is, you're one hell of a little hunk of tail."
He came up over her, his mouth after her lips again. He reached one hand behind her and held her ass while his other resumed its maddening play at her tits. His legs parted her thighs as his cock began to push against her pussy.
Sheri shivered at the power with which he sucked her breath from her. It felt as though her whole insides were being drawn into him through his mouth. Her body was screaming with pleasure as he kissed and caressed her. Her tits thrust against his hand and rolled lushly about her chest. She twisted her ass, thrilling to the touch of his hand on it. The cock eased just inside her cunt, the swollen head rubbing teasingly on her clit until she almost screamed to feel more of the thick shaft inside her.
"Mmmmmm," he moaned as he rolled her about the bed. "Mmmmmm!"
The cock, worked deeper into her soaking pussy, then began to pump in deep, deliberate strokes. Sheri was shaking in ecstasy. Her cunt quivered over the deep thrusts. Her breath came in frantic gasps. Her tits heaved wildly into his hands, wanting him to take them with more violence. She wanted to feel the power in that cock. She wanted to feel him lose control of himself and go insane over the beauty of fucking her. She ran her hands over his shoulders and neck. She teased her finger into his ears. Lee began to shake and shudder above her. The cock was throbbing inside her cunt and driving with heightened ferocity.
"Ohhhh, Lord!" he gasped, pulling his lips from hers and nibbling her neck and cars. "Ohhhhh, my God, what a piece! What a wild little pussy!"
"Stop talking and fuck me!" she hissed at him. "Get cracking! Show me you can use that meat."
She was trembling on the brink of her orgasm. Tense shudders gripped her cunt as the cock roared into rater frenzy. Lee plunged and thrust into her. They rolled and gasped, their hands groping wildly over soft flesh. Cock and cunt merged in a driving fuck, each trembling at the electric sensations that shot through them.
"Ohhhhh!" Lee cried out. "Ohhhhh, what a fuck! What sweet pussy! What luscious tail! Ohhhh! I can't stand it any longer! I've got to empty into that cunt!"
"Let it rip!" Sheri gasped in reply. "Oooooeeee! Let it cum! Fuck me! Ride me! Ride that pussy! Ooooh!"
Her cunt was caught in the paralyzing spasms of her orgasm. She lay panting and glowing beneath him as he dipped the cock into her quivering depths. She felt his pecker shake frantically through the haze of pleasure. He gasped her frantically, then unloaded his maddened prick into her cunt.
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning her head felt like it was the size of a basketball. Sheri looked at her companion with agonizing eyes. Marianne laughed, then insisted that they dress and go down for a quick breakfast.
"I'd suggest a Bloody Mary instead of juice," the brunette laughed. "You'd better get a little support in you before that head blows apart."
The young blonde let herself be talked into a second French pastry with her coffee. She finally felt some return to normal as she sat in the small courtyard listening to Marianne rave on and on about the sexual prowess of the husky young man the night before. Sheri shuddered at the conversation, but failed in her attempts to change the subject. She would rather not remember her own weakness last night. She had come down to get some sort of perspective, not to hop in the sack with the first man that came along. The blonde felt dirty because of letting him fuck her. She should not have allowed it. She should never have let him come into her hotel with her. The fact that she had responded to his cock, the fact that she had enjoyed the hell out of being fucked made her feel even dirtier. What kind of girl was she, anyway?