"I'm sorry!" Bo panicked. "No, honest, I won't do it again! Look! See! I'll lay on my hands!" He tucked them palms down under the cheeks of his ass.
Dee Dee laughed again. "You really want me, don't you!"
"Oh yes, Kitten, yes! Look at that thing!" He eyebrowed to his erect and threatening throbber. "Do something, I'm going nuts!"
"No touching," she cautioned with her finger.
"God's oath!"
"All right." Dee Dee stepped to the bed, bent her head over his rock-hard prick, then tenderly, like dove's wings, stretched her sultry lips on, then over his swollen glans penis and clamped her sharp teeth behind the head.
"Awww!" Bo bucked to the glorious goodness. He was going to come, but he didn't dare. Then a warning rang in his brain, she might get angry and disgusted at his trigger-quickness and go home. "Leave loose," he panted. "quick, let go or I'll come!"
She pulled her lips away as he strained. He had never before tried to stop an orgasm so close to ejection. His balls spasmed and shot an ecstatic mind-blowing bolt of ecstasy up his cock. He wanted to surrender to the erotic rapture and empty his torturous nuts to the world, but he didn't. Instead, he clutched his teeth, squeezed his ass cheeks and strained his sphincter super-closed. It worked. Only one creamy bubbling jism droplet oozed out of his cock head and the crisis passed.
"Did you come!" Dee Dee had an anxious look on her face. "Are you through?" Bo let his breath out and grinned in relief. "Not on your sweet tender ass, Honey Kitten. Suck away. I'm good for an hour now!"
"An hour! Isn't that come!"
"Pre-come, Kitten. I learned it from a black dude in the tenth grade. If you can stop an orgasm at one drop, it's the same as emptying your balls!" Bo saw the doubting look on Dee Dee's face, so he explained. "The nerves in a prick are like a rubber band. Sucking, fucking, or jacking off stimulate and tighten them up. When they get to a certain tension point, they unwind into the nuts, trigger an orgasm and are finished. But, if a man can shut it off to one drop, he still has his load for pleasure but needs to rewind or restimulate his nerves in his cock for another orgasm, understand?"
Dee Dee grinned at him. "It will stay hard for an hour?"
"You betcha!" Bo folded his hands behind his head. "So, I'm all yours. Do as you wish!"
Dee Dee wanted to taste the droplet. She had the huge head into her mouth, but it hadn't been the same as with Marcus. With Marcus there had been room for her to chew and explore with her tongue, to feel the strong heartbeats pulsating from under the glans to the base of his prick, and to actually taste the explosive boiling musk-lust entrapped within the taut skin. Bo's, while stimulating in its hotness and sponge-rubbery texture, was just an unswallowable, tasty giant marshmallow in her small mouth. But oww the jism was different!
It tasted musky with just a pinch of salt-bleach and was good… good! She rolled the warm slipperiness over her tongue then spread it on the roof of her mouth and allowed her saliva to absorb the treasure. She grabbed Bo's monstrous shaft and jacked up and down. "More!" She smiled at Bo. "Give me more!"
"Awwww!" Bo moaned, his eyes shut enjoying.
Dee Dee felt the heat of his wondrous wand radiating up her arm and down into her belly. It was probing poking, and teasing her rumbling itch-ache monster. It had been so long since it had been entirely stilled. That dwarf hadn't done it with his devil's tail assault on her asshole; nor had Marcus' prick down her throat done it. In fact, the only prick or person that had ever given her complete relief had been Bo. So what in the world was she waiting for?
Dee Dee backed away from the luscious popsicle, crawled on the bed and stood straddling Bo's waving, hypnotic wand. My God, but it was huge! It was at least nine inches or more and bigger around than a beer can. Maybe she ought to juice herself up before attempting to get it in her. She reached and felt her burning wet vulva lips. "Ohhh!" The touching brought a moan. There was no need, she was already drooling. She squatted to the purplish blessed head and, using her fingers, spread her drooling lips to allow entry to barely half of the glowing knob. "Awww!" She moaned again at the electric touch of erotic hotness and hunched her cunt to encircle and stuff her wanting crevice.
The lunge sucked in the magnificent burning head and stretched her to delicious weakness. "Ohhh!" She quivered as a short sensuous twinge slapped her monster and caused it to spit fiery fuck fluid in and around his horn and out of her burning slit.
She had forgotten how huge Bo was. She suddenly realized how badly she had missed the ungodly hurt-desire fullness, and the stimulating, frightening feeling that it wouldn't fit, that she couldn't accompany such a stretching, searing pole in her wee chalice throat. "Owwww!" She clutched her teeth and trembled to the pleasure pain goodness and drove her coosy for more.
Another inch. Dee Dee paused and panted from the lascivious effort. God!! This has to be like childbirth in reverse. There was no way her tiny drooling pussy could swallow all of Bo's meat, still a terrible ravenous urge drove her on.
Bo had to grip the headboard of the bed to restrain from grabbing Dee Dee's tender young ass and ramming his throbbing cock into her silken, sultry, squeezing heaven. "Ooohhh," he moaned as her burning, tight throat swallowed another inch of his volatile prick. He wanted in her, all the way in her, in and out her mouth if he could, but mainly he had to have all, more of her tremendously feverish, glutinous, downey-soft slippery canal.
Dee Dee withdrew a half-inch then impaled half his horn in her. Her milky-white, voluptuous, perspiration-glistening breasts bounced from her hunching and quivered succulently above his chest. Bo couldn't stand it. He cupped and kneeded the luxurious, velutinous globes and shivered from the current of sensuous excitement.
Her mounts were so hot and resilient, so lust fully provocative he wanted to tear them away and eat the carnal passion.
"Ooohhh awwww!" Dee Dee sank her body into his massaging. "Mash then, Bo," she huskied, "squeeze 'em, hurt me, hurt me!"
Bo pawed her agate-hard nipples and dug his fingers into the glutinous mass, then he pulled and drove his cock upward.
"Awwwwahhh!" Dee Dee startled at the sudden sharp pangs of pain and pleasure orgasm as her stomach muscles bounded and quivered from the massive attack so deep within her. Bo was kneeding delicious electric shots of exquisiteness from her breasts, and his stone-hard shaft was radiating erotic delightful promises of more. But how much more? Oh God! She was filled to bursting. How much more? She glanced between their bodies to her swollen brilliant red cunt lips that were stretched to bursting in their snake effort of swallowing. Two inches of Bo's mammoth prong remained to be engulfed. She couldn't do it. She was bursting, but…
Bo jerked her breasts savagely and lunged upwards again. "Ahhhaaaaahhhh!!!!" Dee Dee screamed as the rapturous excruciating pain exploded simultaneously in her lustful, pain-spurting breasts and boiling, salivating fuck sleeve. He had bottomed out. She couldn't believe it, but they were pelvis to pelvis, and she was going to die. The tremendous, ravenous, ecstasy quivered her body and slapped her head from side to side. "Oh God!" she cried, "Oh ggaaawwwwd!" Her itch-ache monster spit and drooled luxurious love juice each time her gyprations rubbed his wonderful horn ever so gently across her womb sphincter. She wanted the huge head into her womb, wanted it splitting and exploding her senses, but she couldn't overcome the fear of pain she knew would come at the deep entry. She teased at the explosive bliss, touching and jerking from the erogenous heaven just beyond, but wanting it so desperately. "On my back," she panted to Bo and shifted position, "put me on my back and ram it in me!"
Bo had her, oh God, did he have her. She had about teased him out of his mind, but now it was his turn. His cock was roaring and itching to enter her deep secret heavenly womb. But he wouldn't, not just yet. He rolled his panting, clawing, begging sister to her back and began with slow, tantalizing long, luscious, in-and-out strokes to her sizzling, slippery, velvet cunt. She was so tight, so wantonly submissive, so unbelievably eager and soft, that he joyed himself in pleasing her.
"Oh God! Fuck me!" Kitten begged and clawed at his ass cheeks. "Ram it in! Fuck me hard! I'm… I'm… aaaaahhhhhwwww!!" She flailed her head, her whole body quivering.
Bo paused until her orgasm spasm subsided, then stroked his iron prick out to the ball head, then back into the pelvis. There was no rush. Kitten was the best fuck ever. He wanted it to last forever, and she damn sure wasn't going anyplace.
"Oh please!" she begged, her eyes closed, her urging breath caressing his face while she massaged his back, his ass cheeks. "Deeper Bo! All the way! Please!"
"Like this?" he teased and pushed until he felt his glans pressing and forcing into her torrid, excruciatingly ravenous womb opening. Dee Dee tensed and trembled, shaking like a leaf in expectation, then he backed off. "No!" she cried in frustration and hit at him with her small fists. "Do it! Do it!" Bo had her good. He tested his power. "Are you going to tease me anymore?"
"No! No! Never!" Kitten pleaded.
"And you'll fuck me anytime I want, from now on?"
"Yes, God yes!!"
"You're not just saying that?" Bo allowed his seeking cockhead to brush the eager inner cunt again. "You swear!"
"Oooohhhh!" Kitten shivered. "I swear, I swear."
Bo believed her, besides, his probing of her grasping virgin sanctuary had triggered a runaway surge on his control. His balls were grumbling. His entire cock was afire with erogenous desire to plunder and ravage. He suddenly needed relief as desperately as she. He drove his thunderous, swelling rod into her glutinous demanding volcano and strained to enter the waiting, sucking womb.
Dee Dee felt the urgency of Bo's battering pole and reveled in the ecstatic conflagration. She was in the eye of a sensuous, volatile, rapturous, carnal hurricane and poised on the brink of fuck insanity. Although stuffed from womb to vulva with luxurious, torrid, bone eroticism, she needed release. She bucked her slobbering cunt into the desperate lunges of Bo, then squeezed her coosy labyrinth muscles to hold the pulsating, growing hammer as it withdrew. It was killing her. Nothing, no one could survive such licentious pleasure.
"Fuck me!" tore from her lips. "Deeper… deeper!" And she bent her craving cavern upwards and splayed her legs, hoping, begging, praying for a quarter-inch more. For… just… a… "Ooohgaawwwd!"
Bo gripped her ass cheeks and drove his fiery poker into her womb lips then exploded searing jism deep within her. "Aaawwwwweei!" ground from his clutched teeth as his heavenly spigot belched excruciating passion within her. His half-headed womb entry triggered some subconscious primitive reaction in Dee Dee. Somehow she moved her womb downward to swallow his great spurting cock head completely into her. Then her mind blew away in an excruciatingly painful rapturous ecstasy that wrenched unintelligible screaming and raving from her mouth. She was dying and knew it. She was tearing Bo's back with her nails and knew it. She had been hurt by Bo's monstrous cock and knew it. But… nothing mattered. Her body shook and spasmed as bolt after bolt of heavenly delirium lashed her senses and dissolved her consciousness. The last she heard was her own voice screaming, "Take it out! Take it out! I'm dying!" Then she guessed she did.
Bo felt Dee Dee go limp, then experienced her relaxing, silken, sucking womb lips releasing their hold and retreating from his near-finished spurting prick head. He withdrew his spent cock from her still twitching love sleeve and rolled off Kitten to his back. He was exhausted! Totally and utterly beat, but never so sexually satisfied. He had never experienced such a double pussy sensation. Kitten was a cunt within a cunt and both were unbelievably tight.
He looked to his tiny, beautiful, baby-faced sister beside him and wondered how such a wee, small thing could bestow such insane ecstatic bliss. She didn't weigh ninety pounds, yet there she lay. Her angelic face pillowed within her billowing straw-colored hair, so peaceful, so content. Her magnificent pinkish, sweaty breasts rose so proud, so voluptuous, so firm, then came the sudden dip of her breast bone to her ridiculously thin, flat stomach. He chuckled. He had never noticed before, but damned if there weren't twin abdominal muscles ridging down and blending into a hint of flat, smooth, perfect belly, and all were crowned by her marvelous wet pinkish pussy that was still drooling droplets of their union.
She was absolute perfection. A wet dream come true and all his. Every last bit of her and anytime he wanted her. His cock started to harden again. My goodness! He leaned over and sucked one of her succulent cherry nipples into his mouth. "Uuummmm!" she groaned and opened her eyes.
"Like it?" Bo smiled.
Dee Dee luxuried within herself and nodded. Oh my, how she had liked it! She felt so warm, so content, so drained, spent and snoozy good.
"Then tell me," Bo probed her.
"I liked it," she fought her lips to smile and say.
"No," Bo insisted, "tell me you loved it and want to do it again!"
"Oh no!" She was so tired, she wanted to rest, to soak in the contentment.
"You promised," Bo reminded.
She remembered and was a little uneasy. She had promised but it all had seemed so long ago, still… "I know," she said, "I know, but let's nap first. Just twenty winks."
"You nap." Bo mouthed her hot, erect pink nipple and squeezed it to the roof of his mouth, then flipped it against his teeth with his tongue.
"UUmmm!" Kitten's eyes were closed but she jerked and offered her breast for more.
Bo dug his fingers into the voluptuous velvet and nibbled gently on her tasty node with his teeth. She liked it. She was coming around. He felt her feather-warm hand gently probing for his hardened ready prick. He turned on his side and offered her his balls, asshole, shaft and all, then eased his hand down to her burning, leaking eager cunt and returned the favor.
Would he ever get over the smallness and softness of her pussy? He gentled his finger into her searing, satin, slit and marveled at its heat, its slipperiness. Kitten quivered, lifted her quim for more and stroked up and down on his hammer.
"Do it! Bo! Do it again!" she moaned.
Bo wanted to. Her lovely, glowing, salivating vagina was gently grasping and squeezing his finger. Her hand was frantically pumping on his stiff, ready pole. He could almost feel her pussy massaging his cock. He should tease her a bit more. He should suck her luscious trembling tits and tickle her clitoris until she was a slobbering, crazed, fuck animal. He should… but God! He wanted in her!
"Open your legs!" He slid between her radiating luxurious thighs and clamped her mouth over hers prior to entry.
Her lips and mouth were so lustfully wanton. Her sweet needing breath was panting, demanding that he enter. She stabbed her fiery tongue into his mouth and moaned as she wiggled her cunt to find his promised pole. Oh, was she ever ready.
He lay flat on her feverish velutinous body, reached down and grabbed both her smooth sultry ass cheek hillocks and positioned his now aching horn over her hot hole. Should he just ram it all in her? Or should he gently tease it in, bit by bit?
Kitten's strong warm hands clawed at his back, his ass. She was feverish with desire. He eased the head of his cock into her drooling furnace. "Ooohhh sshhittt!!" He wasn't going to ram it in her all at once. He was just too big for such a wee fuck shoot. But it felt so good he lost control. Her jerked back half an inch to slobber-wet his pole then tore into the exquisite, sensual hotness. Kitten screamed.
"Aaaahhhhhhheee!!!" And came.
Bo regained his sanity and turned rigid. His cock felt so good and was so volcanic he didn't dare move.
"Don't move! Don't move! Kitten!" he panted and squeezed his sphincter to hold back the boiling bliss.
"Like Hell!" She yelled, clawing at his ass cheeks and bucking her torrid pussy for more friction, more of his cock.
"No! Don't! Don't!" He strained and squeezed to hold back the goodness, but Kitten slid her small seeking hand down the cheek of his ass and one small burning finger popped into his asshole.
"Oh gaawwdd!!" He bucked his branding iron cock in and out of her spurting, luxurious, sucking cunt and released the exquisite, rapturous jism from his nuts. With each ramming plunge of his spitting cock, great torrents of erogenous bliss spewed throughout his body and turned him into a trip-hammer fuck machine. He couldn't stand it, he wanted more. He had to stop but couldn't stop. His guts and juices, his body and soul pumped out the head of his cock, and he wished he could dissolve and join them in the carnal passion of her velutinous labyrinth.
"Aaahhhhheeeiii!!" Kitten was screaming, throwing her head from side to side and trembling as if to shake apart.
Bo drove one more time to her womb opening but couldn't enter. He fell on her perspiring-burning body and gasped for breath. He had never been fucked so well.
"More!" Kitten bumped her cunt at his pelvis. "More! Please!" Her eyes were closed. She was still in a lustful trance of fuck-need. Oh shit! Oh shit! He got carried away again. He had allowed himself to come too fast. He had to do something. She still wanted more. If he left her hanging like this, he would never get on her again. He eased his softening hammer in and out of her clutching, drooling, demanding hole a quarter-inch a stroke. "Don't soften, damn you!" he begged his cock. "Harder! Harder!" But it didn't seem to be listening.
Aunt Clara couldn't get it together. Ever since that damn cop had interrupted her seducing Dee Dee this morning, she had been restless, edgy, unfulfilled. Clara knew what was wrong. She wanted to lap Dee Dee's cunt until her own ovaries were wrung out shredded berries and her terrible need was stilled. Damn, she had been so close to mouthing and chewing on Honey Pot's tender clitoris, when that damn cop…
If only the cop hadn't arrived at that particular time. She could have satisfied Honey and maybe Honey wouldn't have gone to Bo. Clara slapped at the dining room table with her dust rag. Bo!! Damn him, damn him! He was probably fucking her now with that awful thing of his. Clara shuddered at the remembrance of his large thing violating her ass. Heavens! It had hurt, boiling so hot and hard in and out of her anus. She stopped her dusting and thought.
Still, after awhile there had been a glow and a surprising pleasure when he came. NO! NO! She shook the ugly thoughts away. It had hurt. That was one reason why she hated men. They were brutal and only wanted a woman's body for their pleasure. They never thought of the female. They were animals.
She reached back and touched at her asshole. It wasn't sore a bit now. But then, it never had actually been sore. Just stretched. She looked at the kitchen clock. Eleven o'clock. Honey had been gone two hours. She ought to just go get her. Two hours was long enough to put up with any man, and especially when they don't know what they are doing to begin with. Clara made up her mind and called a cab.
Clara knocked timidly. It wasn't loud enough to disturb them if they were in bed, yet could be heard if they weren't. No answer. Her heart beat faster, good, maybe she would catch them as before. She tried the door. It was open. She entered the apartment, closed the door then stood frozen, listening.
"More! More, please!"
Clara's heart jumped into her throat. Her senses flushed. They had to be fucking, that was Honey's voice, and it dripped with passion. She had timed it just right. She tossed her purse on the couch and hurried to the bedroom door that was slightly open. There! Yes! Both were naked, fucking. But wait!
Dee Dee's pinkish-hot, perspiring body was almost buried under Bo. Her babyish innocent face was contorted in ecstatic want. Her lovely, glutinous breasts were strained upwards in demanding, urgent mounts of desire. Her velutinous legs were splayed wide, and she was bumping her clutching, reddened, drooling heaven hole into Bo's embedded monster with a frantic urgency. But what was wrong with Bo? His face was frowned in concern. No! Not concern, pain! The son of a bitch was in pain!
It was almost like he didn't want to be fucking but was forcing himself. Clara felt like she must have died and went to heaven. Dee Dee was completely out of her mind and off somewhere in a consuming cloud of carnal passion. She wouldn't know, or care who was doing what to her, and Bo looked like he would welcome someone else taking over. She clawed at her clothes to get them off.