Her finger dipped into, the tightness of his asshole, pressing, and she could feel it giving way to allow her finger entrance. She slid back down his body, tonguing his rib cage and his navel, finding her way to his throbbing balls and licking them. His cock was pounding hard against her cheek as she sucked his nuts and pressed her finger deeper into his asshole.
"Don't come yet," she pleaded with him, "hold it back. I want to suck and fuck you all over."
Mike's knees were weak and it was easy to follow her gentle tugging until she pulled him down, laying him on the floor on his back, pushing a blanket under his head for a pillow. His body twisted in wild torment as she lay between his legs, licking his balls and plying his rectum with one slender finger.
Sueanne had read in books about the proximity of the prostate gland to the anus and she moved her finger until she found the gland, massaging it through the membrane of Mike's rectum. His asshole dilated and grabbed at her finger and his cock was flailing wildly, pointing at the ceiling.
She wanted to make him crazy with lust, to drive him to such frenzy that he would have to push his cock into her cunt, he would have to deflower her, rip out the cherry, fill her hole with hot, male meat. Her cunt was flexing in anticipation and her own hot juices were spilling onto her thighs, eagerly awaiting her first full fucking.
"Suck it, baby," Mike was groaning loudly, "Suck my cock, honey, let me come!"
Sueanne was tempted to suck that hot meat that swung before her eyes like a massive pendulum, to feel it press against her hot throat, to shoot a sizzling wad of jism into her hungry belly. But she knew that the moment that she let that thick prick slide into her mouth and stroked its underbelly with her hot tongue, Mike would explode with orgasm and her cunt would remain virgin and unfucked.
She watched the cock jerking and convulsing but she refused to let, her hot mouth touch it. She continued to lick the big man's hairy balls and suck on each of his hard nuts as she continued to push her finger in and out his asshole. His ass muscle was open now, anxious to receive her and she easily slid in another finger, fucking steadily, rubbing against his glands.
"Oh, honey," Mike was moaning, "fuck my asshole, sweetheart, suck my cock!"
She had three fingers up him, moving them hard and fast into him, reaming him deeply and stimulating the glands with every stroke. Hot, clear jism was streaming from his cock in preparation for him to shoot.
"I don't want to shoot off in the air," he begged, "please suck it, honey!"
But Sueanne smiled and licked his balls, fucking his asshole with her finger. She knew he would have to make a move soon. She knew he couldn't stand it much longer.
"Damn it," Mike screamed, "suck my cock!"
And when Sueanne refused to do so, he pushed her away, groaning as her three fucking fingers left his asshole.
Sueanne smiled joyfully, certain that he would mount her wildly and cram his meat into her cunt at last – but he got to his knees and held her head between his legs.
"Open your mouth," he cried, "take my cock in your mouth!"
She was trapped between his knees and his red hot pecker was knocking at her lips. She opened her mouth wide to receive the prick.
He held her head in place and began to fuck deeply into her throat. "Open it up," he demanded, "open up that throat, I'm gonna fuck your mouth, honey!"
She tried to open her throat as widely as possible, letting the pulsing, rampant prick slide past her mouth into the cavern that led to her belly. She almost gagged with the heat and fury of the pounding cock inside her throat. She found that if she concentrated on relaxing, it hurt less and she let the wild man rape her throat with his thick, rigid organ.
Her fingers found his asshole once again and she drove in three fingers at one thrust, fucking in the same manner and speed as Mike's prick was fucking her throat. With her other hand, she gripped the swollen, bursting balls that slammed against her chin with every thrust. She squeezed them, hoping to encourage his ejaculation. The wild and ripping force of his big dick inside her throat was hurting her.
"Oh, baby," Mike screamed, "fuck my asshole, honey, I'm going to shoot off in your belly!"
His balls seemed to swell instantly until the thick skin on them was like tightly stretched, thin plastic and his cock seemed square, as though it had corners, like a piece of lumber, ravishing her throat. The veins beat wildly against her sensitive inner mouth and Mike's asshole widened, then gripped her fingers like a vise as his boiling jism poured down into her belly.
"I'm drowning you in jism, honey, filling you with my hot come!"
He let out an animal yell and then fell forward, still gripping Sueanne's fingers in his asshole. At last, the nether hole relaxed and Sueanne pulled her fingers free of the red hot vise. His prick had wilted inside the hot oven of her mouth and he rolled away from her.
Sueanne swallowed, her throat was sore from the huge, hot prick fucking against the virgin channel of her mouth.
"Did I hurt you, honey?"
Mike rolled over and leaned his head on his elbow, concerned.
Sueanne swallowed again, a gulping sound.
"Yes," she said hoarsely. "My throat aches."
"Shit," Mike groaned. "I'm really sorry. You make me crazy, a wild man. I haven't been this excited in my whole life."
Sueanne, at that moment, didn't give a shit about his excitement. Her throat hurt, damn it. She rubbed her neck with sensitive, tender fingers.
Mike got up and walked to the cupboard at the dark side of the room. She could hear him rustling through the shelves.
"Here," he said, coming back to her with a bottle and a spoon. "This is honey. Let it slide real slow down your throat."
The top was sticky and she worked it open. She took the spoon with her sticky fingers and let the sweet honey slide down her aching throat. It seemed to sooth it some immediately and she swallowed with less pain than before.
"Thanks," she smiled at Mike. "Sorry I'm such a sissy but it really hurt."
Mike shrugged. "Some women can take a lot of cock in their mouths and some can't."
Sueanne licked each of her fingers, one by one, savoring the sticky honey taste.
"I want your cock, Mike," she said bravely, "but not deep in my throat. I want it in my cunt."
Mike swallowed and looked down at his feet.
"I can't do that, kid," he said, "you know I can't do that."
"Why not?"
Sueanne looked directly at him, arguing. "Some teenage boy is going to get my cherry, if you don't. He probably won't know what the hell he's doing and he'll probably hurt me a lot. Wouldn't it be better for me to do it the first time with an experienced and gentle man like you?"
Mike reached over and stroked the length of her slender neck.
"After that throat fucking I just gave you," he smiled and shook his head, "I wouldn't say I was a very gentle man."
"You meant to be," she reassured him, "you just got carried away."
"I could get carried away again," he said firmly.
"And I don't want the responsibility, honey. I don't want to take any teenage kid's cherry – especially when her father is the kind of powerful big-shot that your daddy is."
"Fuck my daddy," Sueanne said angrily, tears coming to her eyes. "I promised you I wouldn't ever tell him."
Mike sighed and looked at the girl's sweet virgin body.
"Sorry, honey. I just can't do it."
Sueanne let the tears stream down her face. They were hot, angry tears, furious at not getting her way. And they were tears of embarrassment. She had offered her cherry, the only one she'd ever have, to this man and he had refused her. Her face was flushed and wet with streaming tears.
Mike picked up the blanket and wrapped her tightly in it, feeling her sweet young body under his big hands as he tucked the blanket under her thighs.