How nice it must be when a boy feels you up, she thought. She was sure that she was going to come the first time a man played with her tits. She could make herself come that way, too, if she wanted to. But today she wasn't in the mood for anything as mild as that. Her pussy was smoldering and needed attention.
Her thumb and fingers drew up her nipple. Her eyes narrowed and her lips parted. Her pink tongue slid across her mouth. She wished there was a boy there to suck her tits.
Would she dare to suck his cock, in return?
The thought of it caused her mouth to water.
"What's it like?" she had asked Marylou earlier.
"Yummy," the lewd girl had said.
Rachel could well believe it.
A prick was the perfect size and shape to fit in a mouth, to be nursed and sucked, and the sexy virgin knew that very soon she was going to have to discover the joy of cock-sucking.
With a man, of course.
What other sort of cock could she suck?
She opened her shorts and tugged them down, along with her panties. Naked, she posed before the mirror, turning this way and that and admiring her ripe young body from all angles. She knew that she was sexy. She tried to see herself as a horny young man would. Then, for some unknown reason, she wondered how she had looked to randy Marylou.
She looked at herself in profile, pushing her tits out, thrusting her ass back. It was a lovely ass, she thought, shaped like a teardrop as it swept out from her tiny waist. She turned away from the mirror and looked back over her shoulder, dark hair flowing over one cheek. Placing her hands on the cheeks of her ass, she spread those firm mounds apart so that she could see the taut brown bud of her asshole.
I wonder if anyone will ever shove a prick up my asshole, she thought, finding the idea fascinating. It would be awfully dirty to do a thing like that, and she knew she'd be embarrassed, afterwards – but she knew it would be awfully fucking exciting, too. Maybe with some total stranger who didn't even know her name and who she would never see again. Then she wouldn't have to worry about the guy shooting his mouth off and ruining her reputation. Of course, dogs wouldn't talk, either – but why on earth should such a thought occur to Rachel?
She ran a finger up the crack of her ass and nudged it gently into her shit chute.
Her hips jolted from side to side.
Wow! Am I ever fucking horny, she thought.
She turned toward the mirror again, dipping from the knees and pushing her lean belly out and parting her thighs so that she could see her pussy in the mirror. Her pubic vee was a dark forest and, lower down, her pink cunt lips had unfurled like the petals of a fleshy flower, revealing the inner cunt meat, streaked with pussy nectar. Her clit was standing out like a stump in a swamp.
Oh, shit! If it would feel good to have a guy suck my nipples, just think what it would feel like to have him suck my clit!
She would have to ask Marylou about it.
It didn't occur to her that Marylou might demonstrate.
Tensing her sleek thighs, the horny teenager humped and pumped, staring at her juicy pussy. She ran her hands up the insides of her thighs, not touching her cunt yet.
A ribbon of cunt juice trickled down her leg.
Rachel jerked and jolted her pelvis in a fucking motion, as if she were grinding away with a cock stuck up her. Her cunt was steaming. Creamy pussy juice flooded into the open cunt slot. Rachel flicked her fingertips lightly over her clit and shuddered at the thrill. She took the hot nugget between her thumb and forefinger and tugged, feeling it explode. Rippling waves of pleasure darted through her.
Fucking hell! I've never been this fucking hot before, she thought.
Then she began working on her smoldering pussy with both hands. She bunched all four fingers of one hand together in a cock shape and began to finger-fuck her cunt hole.
Her other hand stroked her clit and traced along her unpeeled cunt lips. Her pussy fluttered and rippled. Panting, she slammed her hips forward. Cunt juice soaked her hands.
Her cunt muscles were sucking on her stiff fingers as she fucked in knuckles-deep. The inner rings of her cunt tightened and pulled. Each time she shoved her fingers up her cunt hole, fuck juice seeped out, soaking her hairy crotch, lathering her with foam.
Her head switched from side to side, eyes glazed, lips parted, face contorted by her passion. The long black tresses of her hair cascaded over her cheeks. Her tongue slid across her lower lip and she moaned.
"Fuck – fuck – fuck…" she whimpered.
She drew her bunched fingers out of her steaming cunt hole and brought them up to her lips. She wanted to taste her fuck juice. She was so hot that she wanted to do everything possible. She licked at her fingers and her own tasty cunt juice tingled on her taste buds. Then she shoved her fingers into her mouth and sucked on them, making believe that they were a prick and that her cunt juice was jism. Creamy ribbons ran across her lips. She slid her fingers in and out, finger-fucking her mouth. When she'd sucked all the pussy juice off, she lowered her hand to her crotch again.
She fucked her fingers up her cunt hole and twisted them about inside her as her cunt muscles contracted. Then she brought them back to her hungry mouth again. She was alternating between finger-fucking her cunt and finger-fucking her mouth. Her fingers went into her mouth lathered with cunt juice and into her cunt glistening with spit.
Her other hand was working steadily on her clit, rubbing and pulling and massaging. Cunt juice sprayed up into her pussy thicket, gleaming like pearls in the dark forest. The hot stuff was running down her crotch and into the crack of her ass. Her fingers were shoved up her cunt, then into her mouth.
Cunt juice is delicious, she thought, amazed that she should find it so, not being a lesbian, but far too hot and horny to worry about such a mystery.
Her clit was like a detonating cap, ready to ignite the high explosives of her orgasm.
Her fingers fucked up her cunt hole again as her other hand rubbed her stiff clit furiously. She wailed. The crest was almost there. The waves of lust surged through her, rising and coming faster.
"I'm fucking creaming!" she cried.
Her clit went off like a stick of dynamite and her cunt hole began to melt as she reached the peak. Gasping and shuddering, both hands frigging frantically, the horny teenager gave herself up to the wonderful bliss of a dynamic climax. She hovered there, at the heights, coming and coming. Her cunt opened and flowed and her clit sparked again and again. She churned her ass and ground her hips and pumped her belly out and the thrill ripped her apart.
"Fucking hell!" she gasped, when at long last the waves of ecstasy ebbed.
Her whole nubile body was glowing in the aftermath of her coming and she was soaked with cunt juice from belly to thigh.
She gave her clit a few last rubs, to make sure that she had milked off every sweet spasm.
It was the best orgasm the girl had ever had.
She smiled happily. But then she frowned, not sure why. After a moment she realized what it was. That coming had been so good that she was sorry it was over – despite her dynamic climax, Rachel wanted to come again.
I'll rest awhile, then frig off again, she thought.
She staggered to the bed and flopped down on the quilt. Her tits heaved with her labored breathing. She was satisfied, yet she was still flushed with desire.
She wanted to talk to Marylou some more!
Well, why not? The farm girl lived just down the road, and it would be easy enough to stroll over there. Marylou was probably outside, anyhow – throwing sticks for the doggy or something.
That something would have amazed Rachel. And it was sure as hell going to.
CHAPTER FOUR
Rachel got up from the bed and started to put her clothes back on. But she discovered that her panties were soaking wet and needed to be changed. Then she thought that maybe it would be a good idea to wear a dress, instead of shorts, just in case talking to Marylou made her so horny that she creamed. The cunt juice might run down her thighs and it would be embarrassing, but a dress would conceal the flow. And she wouldn't bother to wear any panties under the dress, either. There was no sense in getting another pair sodden.