"How's that?" he gasped.
"Oooooooh," Liz moaned. "That's great! It feels really good, honey. I wish you had two cocks so we could try it. Oh, shit! I wish we were back in New York. I know we could find somebody to try it with us there."
Steve sighed. "Yeah," he answered. "I know what you mean, baby."
Suddenly Liz's body jerked wildly. "Oh, Steve," she gasped. "I think I'm gonna come! Your cock feels so good in my shitter, I think you're gonna make me come!"
Steve gasped. He could feel her little asshole spasm wildly around his long hard cock. He winced a little. Her steamy asshole was so tight it almost hurt his big cock. He began to drive in and out of her asshole again. He plunged into the steamy wetness with hard, long strokes. Her muscles rippled against his cock, squeezing and nipping at the long hard pole of prickflesh.
"Jesus," he gasped. "It's tight, baby. Your ass is so tight it's drawing the cun up outa my balls."
"Harder!" Liz shrieked. "Do it harder, darling. Fuck my ass hard. Shove your fingers in my pussy. It's getting ready to come. I can feel it."
Steve slammed in and out so fast he thought his balls would break. They slapped against her ass and made sharp spanking sounds. The harder he plunged, the more Liz wanted. She kept hollering for him to go deeper.
"Harder!" she demanded. "Deeper, Steve, deeper. Slam it in, honey. Make me come… make me come!"
Steve's cock felt like it was encased in a burning grove. Her asshole was so hot and slippery his cock flew up her steamy channel and banged against the end of her tight shitchute. He pumped so fast and so hard he could hardly breathe.
"Oooooh," Liz wailed. "So good, darling! I'm stuffed with your cock. Fuck your fingers in my pussy, too. Fuck them in and out hard!"
Steve jammed his fingers in and out of her spuming pussyhole. He gasped as he realized that he could foci his cock right through the thin membrane separating her asshole and her pussyhole. He could feel his own cock slamming in her hot shitter. He made his fingers move in time with his plunging cock. He slammed in and out, in and out, deeper and deeper until Liz was screaming with lust.
"I'm coming!" she screamed. "Feel me come, honey… feel my pussy come nil around your fingers."
Stew didn't stop for an instant. He could feel her pussy gush out a steamy flood of pussyjuice. His fingers slipped and slid in the hot bath of lust.
They squished and wiggled deliciously and every time her pussy gushed, he could feel her asshole twitch and contract around his slamming cock.
"Jesus!" he groaned. "I can't hold it any longer, baby. My cock's ready to bunt. Do you want me to come in your asshole? Do you want me to shoot right up your steamy shitchute?"
"Yesssss!" Liz yelped. "Come in my ass, darling! Shoot my asshole full of your hot cockjuice. Blast in my shitter, honey. Fill it up with hot cum!"
Steve's balls swelled up so big that he thought they'd bunt. Then they started pumping madly, making his cum fly up to the head of his bunting cock.
"Here it comes!" he hollered. "Here comes my hot cream right in your ass!"
Liz shuddered. His cock was so big she didn't know how it could fit in her tiny, spasming asshole. It felt like it was going to tear her right in two.
"Give it to me!" she yelled. "Give me your hot cum. Blast it up my shitter, honey. I want to feel you shoot up my ass!"
Steve gave a mighty yell as his cock exploded. Blast after blast of steamy hot cockjuice went flying up her squeezing asschute and filled her narrow channel with burning cum.
"Aaaaaagh!" he yelled. "My cock's coming up your ass. Can you feel it baby? It's shooting right up your asshole."
Liz shuddered. Her pussy kept coming and coming. It felt like it would never stop. Huge waves of pleasure washed over her horny pussy and made it snap and nip at his slamming fingers. Her asshole winked and spasmed around his exploding cock sucking the cockjuice right out of his pumping balls.
"You're filling up my ass," she screamed. "My is drinking up every drop of hot cock juice!"
Steve's cock hosed and hosed. His cum flew up her twitching ass channel and bathed her bowels in hot cream. It squirted up her asshole and, made her whole body light on fire with a tremendous bunt of flew passion.
"Oooooooh," she moaned. "Ooooh, darling. It's so good. I love your cock shooting in my ass. It makes my pussy come hard. I love it, Steve. I just love it!"
Steve shuddered. His cock gave one last feeble squirt and started to shrink. Her ass was still jerking so hard he felt his cock slide right out and quiver at the entrance. He pulled it all the way out with a wet pop and collapsed on the bed.
"Jesus," he groaned. "Oh, Jesus that was good." Liz giggled. She reached down and patted her wet, steamy pussy. "I never knew it would be that good," she said softly. "We should have tried it a long time ago. My asshole just loved your big cock shooting off. My pussy is still quivering."
Steve laughed proudly. "I told you you'd like it, didn't I?" he gloated. "All you had to do was get hot enough to relax. Then your horny little asshole took care of the rest."
Liz shuddered. "I wish we could find someone to fuck my pussy," she groaned. "I'd just love to have one cock up my ass and another one in my hot pussy."
"We don't have time for a trip to New York," Steve said. "Maybe we can find somebody around here to swing with us."
Liz giggled. "How about Duke and Rita Henderson?" she giggled. "Can you imagine them doing something like that?"
Steve started howling with laughter. "Fat chance," he chuckled. "I don't think Duke even remembers what it's for. Rita just might go along with it if we got her a little loaded, but Duke? He's so straight he'd probably take one look at your sweet pussy and faint dead away."
CHAPTER THREE
Joanie Adams snuggled down in her pillow and tried to go to sleep. The game had been fantastic tonight and she thought she'd done a good job cheering. She was new on the squad and she had been a little nervous but Mr. Henderson told her that she'd done just fine.
Joanie smiled happily. Now if the rest of her life would only go that well, she'd be the happiest girl in the world. Now all she had to do was to get Mike Wells to notice her and she'd have it made.
Joanie thought about Margie Walker and a frown creased her forehead. She wondered if Mike knew that Margie was playing around with half the boys in school. Susie Parker told her that Margie was fucking with Rick Elms, plus a few of his friends.
Mike probably didn't know about it, though. No one had the guts to tell him. He acted like he was crazy in love with Margie. No one dared to say anything about her unless they wanted to end up with a black eye and a couple of loose teeth. Mike didn't stand for any gossip about his girl.
Joanie sighed deeply. She wished she could be Mike's girl. In a way, she hoped he'd find out about Margie. That would break them up in a hurry. Then she'd have a chance to move in on Mike. Maybe she'd get a chance to talk to him a little at the State Tournament. If she wore something really sexy, maybe he'd take her out.
She'd be willing to do anything to get Mike Wells to notice her. Even if it meant spreading her legs and letting him pop the little cherry that she'd been holding onto so carefully all her life.
Suddenly Joanie's ears perked up. She heard a soft moan from her parents' bedroom. Oh good… they were going to fuck again. She crawled right up the wall and peaked through the little crack separating her room from her parents'. She could see the inside of their room perfectly. She had discovered the crack just the other day and she'd been waiting for this to happen ever since. She pressed her face up to the crack and looked in eagerly.
"Oh, Harry," Joanie's mother sighed. "We have to be quiet. We don't want to wake Joanie."
Joanie's father chuckled. "Don't worry," he said quietly. "She's asleep. She probably dreaming about that kid on the basketball team that's got the hots for."