"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she yelled out, again writhing wildly beneath this licking tongue. "I… I… can't take it! God, it's too good!"
Mike chewed and licked her asshole like some hungry animal, then scraped his teeth over the backs of her thighs. He kissed and sucked on her calves, her ankles, each toe of her small, well shaped feet. At last, he lowered her legs and scrambled over her body, crushing her tits against his chest. He lowered his mouth down on hers and jabbed his tongue fully inside her own.
"Ready to get fucked?" he grunted. "Huh, baby? How about a big cock to poke out that cherry of yours?"
Linda couldn't even speak. Her throat was dry, constricted. This was the moment. She could close her eyes and wait. The next time she saw light, she would have her virginity torn to shreds. Her only regret was that it wasn't Richard.
Mike stabbed his cock between her legs and flinched when her pussy sucked on his shaft like a mouth. He inched further inside, then felt the rubbery sheath of her cherry. Slowly, he pressed forward, tightening the membrane. When he felt it begin to tear, he stopped all movement. A tiny drop of blood oozed around his foreskin.
"Ohhhhhh… it… it hurts… so good," Linda cried out, feeling the burning pressure of his cockhead. "Do it! Do it… now!"
"Mmmnmm, in a second," Mike said, withdrawing his cock, then easing back inside to the same depth. "I want to remember what this feels like."
Linda tried desperately to suck him inside, to get it over with, but it was useless. She hated those ropes that held her wrists and ankles they were now an enemy.
"Bust my cherry, you asshole!" she screamed, a mixture of animal rage and lust in her voice. "Goddamn you, if you don't do it, I'll find someone who will!"
Even, as she said the words, she knew it was about to happen. His cock became rigid as steel, then expanded to what seemed twice its already huge size. His balls pulsated and buzzed like twin hives of angry bees. Her cherry stretched, began to tear at the edges. Jolts of electric like pain shot up and down her spine, exploding in her brain.
"You fucking… bitch!" Mike growled, stabbing forward with all his might. "Take it!"
When his cock plowed into the virgin area of her pussy, several things happened at once. The boy's prick exploded with warmth, sending a shower of cum over her quivering walls. Linda screamed out with ultimate release. And a thick, frothy splash of blood showered the middle of Mike's cock. They screamed into each others mouths, their ecstasy full, ripe, total.
Mike held himself inside for several long moments as he squirmed around, then pulled back. He looked down between the area of her breasts and saw his shaft was ink, is cum coating the hard flesh. He jabbed back inside, then pumped in more of his jism.
"Screw it you little cum sucker!" he gasped, moving his mouth from hers, to the side of her neck. He bared down like a vampire. "Oh… shit yes, you Goddamned whore. Fuck my cock all the way in, and blow my cum out your ears!"
The sensation of boiling jism inside her pussy was even better than when he'd jabbed it into her throat. It was as if her insides were filled with a million tiny animals, clawing into her membranes. She experienced one climax after another, until finally she lay back, her chest heaving with exhaustion. "Keep fucking bitch," Mike said slamming into her cunt with his full weight. "Come on, whore, this is your first big cock. Screw it!"
Linda worked with him for a few more seconds, but at last, she no longer had control over her body. It was as if every bone had turned to melted rubber. She felt like a rag doll beneath him.
Mike heaved foreword, depositing the last of his jism into her cunt, then fell fully on her body. It was as if he'd screwed his very soul into her pussy.
They lay there like that for a long while their hearts thundering together. Finally, Mike pulled away and lay on his back looking at the ceiling.
"Now I can die," he said a smile forming on his face. "I've screwed a virgin."
"Mmmmmmmmm, now I can live," Linda giggled. "I'm no longer one. And you know what? I'm going to have the time of my life."
She thought about the scene in the hallway at school. Christ if I had only known then what I know now. I'd have dropped to my knees and sucked the life out of that Richard Wilder!
"Hey your not gonna go so crazy you forget me, are you?" Mike asked, turning to face her.
"Mmmmmm, maybe not," Linda teased. "Like they say, there's always room for one more."
"Baby sister, I'm gonna give it to you good," Mike said, crawling back on her body. "Oh so good."
It was good, Linda had to admit, but it wasn't all she wanted. And she wanted it all. She wanted Richard. God, did she want him!
CHAPTER THREE
Linda knew she was being followed. Her plans were in the final stages, and she congratulated herself on her success. She had begun by confronting Richard at every opportunity, although she made certain there was always a crowd nearby, for protection. She had made remarks, just in earshot of the boy that she would have never before dared.
"Oh, here comes that Richard," she had said to a group of her girlfriends. "You knew why they don't call him Dick? Because he doesn't have one!"
Richard had taken her comments in stunned silence at first, but lately he had looked at her with cool detachment, as if he were planning something.
He was, and he failed.
Like a rocket launching, Linda planned her own moves. When she was to walk home, she made sure some friends of hers, or her brother, met her near the old, abandoned house, where it would be easy for an assault. Once, she had seen Richard behind the bushes just before five of her friends showed up. She enjoyed the momentary terror she had felt, wondering if she would, indeed, be alone, then became thrilled with victory when he'd stepped back into the shadows at the sounds of the giggling voices.
"Sorry we're late," her girlfriend said, repeating her line.
"Oh, that's OK," Linda, said loudly. "What could possibly happen to me?"
"Well, you know that Richard Wilder has been giving you the eye," the girl repeated from memory.
"Oh, him?" Linda said. "He wouldn't know what to do to a girl if he found one. All bark and no bite."
As the girls laughed and walked down the sidewalk, Linda thought she heard a choke in the bushes. She joined in the laughter. Power was sweet.
And she could wait for that one on one confrontation. In fact, she planned on inviting him to her house next Saturday for a small party. There, they could agree to stop playing games and do exactly what they both wanted to do. And besides, her brother and his friends, and her friends, would be there in the event anything went wrong.
Yes, she had covered her tracks.
Like all plans, however, it had a flaw. Linda had counted on the basic goodness of humanity, even of Richard. The boy wasn't about to let humiliation go unpunished. She had made fun of him in front of his buddies, even those stupid, giggling girls.
And he would get even.
Linda checked the locks on the doors and placed her books on the kitchen table. Mike was still at football practice and wouldn't be home for a couple of hours. She wasn't about to take any chances now, as Saturday was just three days away. And she planned on asking Richard to the party tomorrow.
She mounted the stairs to her room and walked inside, slipping out of her skirt and blouse. She then stood before the full-length mirror and studied her features.
Richard just might have his big hands right here, she mused, touching her firm, ripened breasts. She pulled her bra off and let it drop to the floor at her feet. As the tiny, pink nipples pushed upward, she cupped her tits and lowered her face. Slowly, she swirled her tongue over the rubbery buds.