"Goddamn!" she exclaimed, feeling deliciously naughty using the word. "I've never seen such a beautiful hunk of meat!"
"SO if you like it, why don't you sample some of it? Give me head, girl, suck on my prick!"
She sucked. The youth almost came when her wet, demanding lips close on the purple end of his cock. She found she had to move around to keep her mouth fixed on his dancing prick. The youth was squirming and his cock was actually growing in size. Shem pressed her tongue against the underside of his cock to try and steady it in her mouth.
She tasted the bitter drop of pre-cum that oozed from his piss-slit. The red-haired teenaged knew that Michael was having a hard time trying not to come. She smiled around the plug of cock in her mouth. This gave her a feeling of power. She had enjoyed having him eat her pussy. That had been fun. But sucking on his cock sent tremors of desire through her and built up her feeling that she was the one in control of the situation.
She could make him jump through a hoop if she wanted. He would do anything for more of her mouth fucking. To prove it, she tried to stuff her tongue down his piss-slit. The girl knew it wasn't possible, but trying gave them both one hell of a sexual thrill.
"Shit, baby, you've got the hottest mouth I ever felt. Why haven't you done this to me before? Ummmm, ohhhhh!"
His hips actually lifted off the rug and he thrust his cock straight into her ruby lips. He wanted to face fuck her. The redhead had other ideas, yet the lusty, virile feel of his cock rubbing against her lips made her breath come faster and hotter.
Even this turned on the youth. Her nostrils flared and sent fiery gusts of hot air blasting across his aroused balls. The tangled mat of his bush was stirred by her breath and he moaned even louder. She started to explore his prick using only her lips and tongue.
She found the tiny flap of skin dangling down underneath the cleft head of his prick. This was obviously very sensitive. The lightest of touches with the tip of her tongue caused him to groan in passion and try to stuff his cock all the way down her throat.
The girl moved on, her lips caressing and teasing the flesh on the sides of his prick. She marveled at the veins running through his cock. She licked and traced each and every one, her tongue having to press hard into his belly to get to the big blue vein pulsing hotly on the top of his prick.
"Shit, Sheryle, your mouth is driving me out of my head. Go down on me all the way. Let me in! Oh, shit, shit, shit! Deep throat me!"
She didn't really know what he meant. She was a virgin and naive about such things. But from the sound of it, she could guess. That didn't sound like too much fun to her. She would continue her erotic explorations.
Her tongue probed lower, bouncing off the hairy little bag holding his balls. She felt the thick stew inside beginning to come to a boil. His jism was being agitated by the churning, tumbling balls. She felt that just a few strokes of her tongue would be all it would take to get him to come.
She felt his hot, hard cock pressing into her cheek. She reached up and stroked it with her fingertips while her tongue toyed with his balls. Sucking harder, she succeeded in getting the entire sphere into her mouth. Once there, she could gnaw and gently bat the balls around with her tongue. Every movement of her rough, demanding tongue made him jerk and moan even louder. She kept up the oral attack, loving the way he was responding to her tonguing and sucking.
She pushed his balls from her mouth using only the tip of her tongue. The taste of male musk on his prick aroused her, made her nostrils flare, caused her cunt to begin dribbling out even more of its juices. She actually felt a tiny river of fuck fluid leaking from between her puffy cuntlips. Never before had she felt this way. Even when she secretly masturbated, letting the water from the bathtub faucet run over her snatch, it hadn't been this exciting.
She was turning into a sex junkie. Her only problem was the fear that she couldn't get enough! Sheryle even began to wonder if she should let Michael fuck her. He wanted to, that was certain. And to have this wonderful, hard, hot prick thrusting mightily into her softly yielding cunt would be alot nicer than simply sucking on it.
"Michael, will you fuck me?" she asked, her voice trembling with emotion. She wanted this more than she would have thought possible. Just a few short minutes ago she would have fought him to the death to protect her so-called honor. Now she wanted to shed that useless cherry once and for all.
She wanted to be a woman, to experience all that only a woman can feel.
"Keep sucking, damnit," he said, his voice tight and quivering. "I… I'll do it if you just keep sucking. And let me come in your mouth!"
The youth's words appalled her. She didn't know if she wanted him coming in her mouth or not. The feel of his jism squirting out over her hand was one thing, but to actually swallow all that white-hot, creamy cum? She didn't know.
She lifted her head from his crotch, but his strong hand laced through the red hair on the back of her skull and pulled her face back down.
"Suck!" he demanded.
She felt a new tremor pass through her young, slender body. He was so demanding! She loved it. She loved the idea that a man could tell her what he wanted. She could please him. She had to now.
She sucked harder. Her head twisted around and her tongue cradled his cock so that she could roughly scour the bottom of it. He moaned and only incoherent words came from his mouth. She licked and sucked harder on his cock. Her checks went hollow under the strain.
Slowly, her head sank down toward his crotch, her lips clamped firmly around his cock. She felt the rubbery tip of his prick bounce off the roof of her humid mouth and then sink down into her throat.
For a second, she panicked. Her air was cut off and she knew she was going to choke to death. But it didn't happen. She found she could swallow, her tonsils bobbing up and down on the most sensitive portion of the man's prick. This turned him on, making his cock swell with intense joy.
The eroticism was transmitted to her. She loved the heat in her mouth and throat. His balls slapped hard against her chin as his hips jerked to and fro, trying to fuck his prick even more deeply into her throat.
Sheryle knew in that instant what it meant to take a man all the way. This was it – and she loved it! Everything about deep-throating him turned her on in a big way. The heat from his body aroused her, the way his cock pulsed and throbbed in her throat made her feel like a real woman and most of all, she knew she was the one who'd pleased him.
She had made him steely hard. She had sucked his prick to the point where he was going to let out his cum. The lack of air finally got to her. Dizzy and gagging, she backed off, his prick sliding out of her throat. She managed to keep the hooded glans of his cock just inside her ruby-red lips. She had really been turned into a sexfiend by the boy's prick. She sucked harder than ever before. "Shit, Sheryle, this is it!" he gasped.
His cock expanded to an impossible size. She thought she had a fire hose in her mouth. A hot spurt of jism blasted her tonsils. A second spurt came hurtling after the first. She was getting all his cum in her mouth whether she wanted it or not.
The taste of the salty, tangy cum turned her on. She gave up trying to avoid the taste and smeared it all over her tongue. Her taste buds sang a song of joy. She even began sucking harder, using her tongue to tease and torment the slit from which all this wondrous jism squirted.
His cock slammed hard back and forth into her face. He fucked her face and she couldn't get enough. She had gone from a naive, insecure girl to a wanton bitch who wanted even more dick. When he was done coming in her mouth, she wanted this spike of hot cockflesh ramming into her juicy cunt.