At first he just licked around the entrance, luxuriating in the sweet taste of her honey, but as she grew more and more excited be knew this would not be enough.
Spreading her ass cheeks wide with either hand, he plunged his tongue into her with all the force he could muster, driving the hard muscle deep into the tight, quivering folds of her pussy.
"Yesss!" she moaned, writhing even more wildly now. His tongue was consuming her, driving her crazy. She wanted it all the way inside her. She wanted it to devour her.
In and out now, he jabbed, marveling at the tightness of her virgin pussy. Yet in spite of its tightness, the entire pulsing chamber seemed alive, quivering and shaking, dragging his eager tongue deeper and deeper into her with each successive thrust.
Finally he pulled away.
"Noooooo…" she pleaded, totally lost in the excitement within her.
"Yes." He looked down on her, feeling the blood rushing to his cock once again. Her big, full tits were heaving up and down, while her cunt was positively drowning in the sticky combination of her own juices and his saliva.
"You're not like any virgin I've ever seen," he whispered, enjoying the anticipation of what was about to happen between them.
"Another compliment?" she smiled, forcing herself to calm down.
"Feel my cock," he said softly, pushing his meat forward with his hands.
She touched it, she looked at her small hands on his massive tool, she was once again assailed with doubts. How could it ever fit inside her tight little pussy.
"You can take it," he whispered, as if he could read her thoughts.
"I hope so," she answered, running her fingers up and down, feeling the tight, smooth skin. She could see some of the veins standing out just beneath the surface.
"Are you ready?" he whispered, knowing what the answer would be.
She nodded.
He leaned forward, and as he did so she leaned back, placing her back flat on the thick carpet. She forced herself to relax, opening her mind to what she knew was going to be the most satisfying experience of her life.
His cock was at the entrance to her pussy now.
As he looked down, John found himself practically groaning in anticipation of what he was about to experience.
Her cunt was open, wet, and ready for him.
His cock was rigid.
He pushed forward.
"Ooooohhhhh," she whimpered as the head passed inside her. Already it seemed like her muscles were stretched farther than they had ever been before.
"Huh?" he asked softly. She shook her head.
He pushed once more. Another inch went inside her. Sheila found herself blinking back tears.
But she wanted more.
She wanted it all.
Again he pushed forward. He was three quarters of the way in now, and could hardly believe how good it felt. Her cunt was so tight that it felt like there were a thousand tiny ringlets encircling his throbbing prick.
Finally he shoved all the way.
"Aaaagggghhhh!" she moaned, feeling a bright flash of wrenching pain.
But then the pain was gone.
It was all the way in! She could hardly believe it.
As much as she had thought about this moment in the last few hours, she had never suspected it would feel like this.
Incredible!
He began to slide in and out of her, slowly at first, being careful not to hurt her. But he needn't have worded; she was beyond pain. Everything felt wonderful.
She pushed against his rod to let him know she wanted him to push harder. He answered by shoving his cock deeper into her than it had yet been.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, wriggling her crotch around his shaft. "More… more…" she whispered, feeling as if she could never get enough of this.
"Fantastic!" he breathed, driving harder into her now.
"Ooooohhhhh fuck me… John… oh, John fuck me hard… fuck my cunt!" She was beside herself now. Nothing mattered except his cock and her cunt. She wanted him to plow into her, drive through her.
Which is precisely what he did.
Her feet were flat on the floor now, and her cunt was six inches up in the air. With each thrust that he made into her, she shoved back, trying wildly to get his cock even farther into her. It became an obsession with her; she could think of nothing but consuming him, devouring his cock with her pussy.
"Yes, baby… yesssss…" he whispered, lost in the sensation of her tight cunt around his cock.
Then, acting purely on instinct she dropped her ass back down to the floor and wrapped her long, slim legs around his back.
"Aaaaaggggghhhhh!" she yelped as his cock suddenly seemed to drive right through her.
"Yesssss…" he moaned in response.
Thrashing wildly now, the two flew into each other with a passion that made them both lose touch with everything except the focus of their excitement. Like a piston he slammed into her, spearing her with all his strength, while she responded by pulling even harder with her legs.
"Ooooohhhhh… I'm gonna come… gonna come…" she groaned, feeling herself begin to fill up with her own hot cream. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced; always before she had felt like there was no room for anything, and the tightness delayed her climax, but made it grow more powerful in the process.
Finally, there was nothing that could stop her. She spread her legs convulsively, and in a single moment she felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck her in her cunt.
"Aaaaaggggghhhhh!"
Her cunt convulsed wildly as she came.
With this, John's control evaporated, and for the second time that night his cock exploded with a power that set wave after wave of hot, sticky cum shooting out of his rod. Sheila could feel it slam against the back wall of her pussy, mixing with her own turn, making an even bigger mess beneath her.
Rut it didn't matter.
Nothing mattered except the bliss that she was feeling. Nothing could compare with this.
Nothing.
Finally it was over.
John, feeling more satisfied than he could ever remember, rolled over, his cock sliding out of Sheila's cunt. He couldn't believe it had been so good.
Sheila smiled.
She had been afraid that the first time wouldn't be as good as she had hoped it would. And, in a strange way, she had been right.
It had been better.
There was no way she could have imagined how fantastic this would be. It was beyond description. But there was one thing for certain; this wasn't going to be the last time she had this experience.
No way.
Nothing was going to stop her now; she was going to make sure that her pussy got everything it wanted.
How could she have been such a prude for so long? It seemed impossible; almost as if the girl that had held out on Jim until he had finally left her in frustration was someone else.
Not her.
She could hardly blame Jim for what he had done. After all, once someone had experienced what she had just experienced, there was no way it would be possible to get along without it.
Well, there was nothing she could do about that, so there was no point in dwelling on it. Besides, there were too many good things to look forward to.
And tonight had just been the beginning.
CHAPTER FIVE
When Susan awakened the next morning, the first thing she noticed was that Sheila and John were both sleeping, naked, beneath a pile of furs across the room from her. Her reaction was one of surprise, first that she had slept through the night, and second that she had slept through whatever it was that Sheila and John had done.
They must have been awfully quiet about it, she thought, or else I would have heard them. In a way she was disappointed, primarily because she had been looking forward to watching Sheila lose her virginity. She could just imagine seeing John's big cock ramming is and out of Sheila's tight hole, and the thought alone was enough to make her own cunt to start creaming.