Even as he fucked wildly into her wildly thrashing body, Rick was planning his future moves with a shrewdness that comes only to those who have been forced to take advantage of every little thing that looked like an opportunity in order to survive.
He told himself he knew women. He was sure that, once the wild fire in her pussy had been quenched, Candy Mullender would be overcome with remorse of the deepest kind. Because he was just a kid and she was a mature woman, if for no other reason. She would make some futile effort to see this never happened again.
Small damn chance. She would be screaming for his cock like a wounded eagle, and she must be made to beg for it any way he'd let her have it. Now she was twisting her head, facing back to him with her full, sensuous lips heavy with passion, her tongue wetting them, making them glisten.
Next time, baby, it goes in your pretty mouth, Rick said to himself as he fucked wildly into her tight steaming cunt. You're gonna drink my cum… gallons of it!
"Aaaaaahhhh… aaahhhhhh… uuuuuggghhh!" the passion wracked brunette chanted in near delirium, as the hot pole of cock-flesh continued to spear in and out of her ecstatically convulsing cunt. She was on the verge of exhaustion, and yet looking back and up at her laboring teenage lover, she saw he was fresh as ever, even though his pale, curling blonde hair was tumbled down over his forehead. The successive overwhelming waves of her orgasm almost entirely drained her sweating body of the physical ability to respond, and now, she was being pummelled mercilessly by his virile young cock. She gasped and pleaded, "Cum, Rick! For God's sake, cum before you kill me!"
Before I kill both of us, the striving youth amended silently. His back felt like it was going to break, and the limber muscles of his legs ached from the frantic lunges into her wetly yielding flesh. His heavy cum-bloated balls felt as if they would burst at any minute if he didn't empty their steaming load into her hot little cunt.
Grasping her swiveling hips, Rick rammed himself in wild violence into the heated well of her pussy and felt his cock begin to swell, get even more rigid and longer. And then the great molten flood was triggered by a fresh wave of shudders which shook the straining girl as her shoulders dropped to the bed and her madly rotating ass-cheeks were thrust toward the ceiling helplessly.
"I'm cumming, Candy!" he cried out, his lips peeling back tight over his strong white teeth, his face contorted in a grimace. "Fuck back! Fuck up on me!"
With her last remaining strength, the ravished dark-haired actress tried to comply. She felt the incredibly deep boring of his throbbing cock into her sorely stretched cunt, and then the hardening and swelling of his manhood.
She knew he could be only seconds away from climax, and she somehow found the strength and muscular coordination to match the moment. In the depths of her belly, she could feel the bulbous, rubbery cock-head grow to immense size as it battered without letup against the mouth of her cervix. Urgently, she reached a hand back again between her wide-splayed thighs and captured his heavy balls, squeezing them, feeling them as they drew up to his wildly fucking abdomen. She moaned as she felt the first searing-hot eruption of his thick can in her vitals. Squirting wildly like a fire hose, his hard cock exploded in the steaming depths of her cunt, his semen mixing with her own viscid cumming. She thought his fresh young sperm would never stop flooding her palpitating cunt, and she could hear the squishing sounds as it spewed along the length of her cuntal channel and his deeply embedded cock-shaft to ooze through the lust-swollen flanges of her pussy and trickle down over his balls and then the quivering insides of their tightly-pressed thighs to finally puddle thickly on the expensive coverlet, staining it forever.
Thoroughly depleted, and even more thoroughly fulfilled than she had ever thought possible, Candy fell forward, and his weight came down on top of her nakedly trembling body. Their hearts, beat wildly as passion subsided, and their mingled perspiration soaked the bed even more. The beautiful dark-haired movie star lay unmoving, feeling her teenage lover's still jerking cock gradually soften in the warm sheath of her cunt until there was no more to feel. He lifted his weight and rolled off her, his lips wetly kissing the sweat-slick column of her back.
Rick sensed he had to do something to make her feel it was all right, to ease the guilt he was sure would soon overcome the ravishing brunette. He turned her on her side, pulling her to him and his skilled fingers stroked her still-quaking hot flesh.
"You are so beautiful, my Candy," he murmured, lightly kissing around her lax, lust-swollen mouth. "So good for me."
It wasn't hard to say at all! The words were certainly the truth. He'd never had such a wild fuck in his life!
"Oh Rick… Rick…" Candy whispered back, drawing his mouth down to hers, parting her lips for his tongue, drawing it deep into her wanting mouth. Mixed emotions surged through her satiated body. She knew it had been wrong, letting this happen, encouraging it, actually seducing the teenage boy. She told herself it must never happen again-and she knew in her heart that it would have to happen again. And again. And again! He had given her something no mature man ever came close to duplicating. She sighed, "Rick… darling…"
Even as she sighed out her contentment and utter completions, Candy Mullender, in another compartment of her mind, was assessing the irreparable damage she had done to herself.
Her years of struggling in the showbiz jungle had not left her naive. She was sure Rick felt something for her as a person, as a desirable and passionate woman. But he had so little himself, and such big dreams, and Candy knew she was the perfect vehicle through which to make those dreams materialize. She'd had her unforgettable moment of ecstasy, of awakening as a woman. But what would the price be when the final bill was presented? She shuddered to think as recollections of other performers who had found themselves in similar situations sped through her confused mind.
Rick would be in an excellent position to blackmail her. Not demand money, but help in his still-distant career. Already she was his love-slave. She knew she would have to have him countless times. Of course, she would willingly give him money in any reasonable amount. But would he be satisfied with that? Or would he want to advance himself by openly flaunting the fact that he was her lover-her stud! Candy thought of several other stars she knew who openly carried on affairs with boys almost young enough to be their sons, even brought them on stage or into TV studios for appearances. While it didn't seem to hurt their careers-maybe even helped them, with all the mentions in the gossip columns-she could never envision herself in such a situation. Suddenly, betrayed by her own love-starved body, and, with the specter of her religious upbringing arising anew in her mind, Candy was miserable, even as her vibrant young body fairly glowed in the embrace of her young lover.
As though sensing her discomfiture, Rick Benton shifted a bit lower in the bed until he could cup her lushly ripened tits and, with skilled tongue and lips, kissed and licked them lingeringly. Candy knew he would not be returning to the studio this night. His mouth on the resilient mounds of her tits was comforting. She could not have endured another minute of sex, but she could not stand to be alone-not now!
"Let's get under the covers," Candy whispered, her long, sleek body moving against his young, virile maleness. "We've got a lot to steep on."
They slid between the rich, soft sheets, in the room that was musky-scented with their spent passion and their naked bodies entwined. Despite her fears and the terrible load on her mind, Candy drifted off to sleep within seconds, smiling.
Early in the morning she half-awakened as the boy eased himself from the big bed and the warmth of her tightly-clinging arms and used the bathroom. When he returned, Candy saw he was nearly erect again, and tried to avert her eyes in a futile attempt to quell the fresh surge of desire. Bright sun streamed through gossamer drapes over the window overlooking a flagstoned patio that was lush with Southern California vegetation. Rick lay beside her and casually slid his hand up between her parted thighs, his fingers dancing over the soft warm lips of her cuntal furrow.
"We've got to talk," Candy said, finally, trying not to undulate her pelvis against his probing hand. "You know…"
"Sure, Candy." He knew very well. He had lain awake for a long time thinking of all the possibilities. "I know what you're thinking… I'm just a kid."
"You're a lot more than a kid," she said in a dreamy remembering as she reached for his virile young cock and fondled it. "You know what you did for me… like no one has ever done before. And I'm not fool enough to deny it."
"I have never had such a woman," he said, grinning in the memory. "I hope you will not send me away now."
"Knock off the sweet talk," she said, pulling away from him to kneel on the edge of the bed, yet not releasing his now rock-hard cock. Her fingers toyed with the thick foreskin, drawing it tightly down the length of his tumescent staff until the purplish cock-head filled with blood. Her other hand crept in between his legs and her fingernails lightly scraped his lightly haired balls that were filling with sweet semen again. He moved to pull her on top of him, but she drew back, removing his hand from her trembling body. "Rick… we have to say certain things… get our heads screwed on right." She tossed her head and the raven-black hair showered over her tanned shoulders. "What we did was wrong. No matter how… how beautiful. I used you. I needed you desperately… and you aren't a dumb farm kid. You know how much I needed you."
"I could love you, Candy," he said, blue eyes melting. True enough-he could. No female had ever given him so much, or promised so much. "If you want it."
"I-I don't know. It was all so quick," the confused brunette actress whispered even as her hand unconsciously stroked the length of his hot rigid cock. "I think I should tell you why it happened… why I was so sluttish."
"You could never be a slut," the boy said gallantly.
"Oh, wasn't I?" Candy retorted, almost bitterly.
Then, composing herself, she told him about Lee Ashley. It took a long time to find the words. With no attempt to spare herself, she recited what had happened with Lee… her surrender, his failure to satisfy her, his urging that she fellate him and how she had almost succumbed, stopping only when she discovered his narcotics addiction.
"Would you have sucked him?" Rick asked.
Looking away from his searching gaze, Candy said in a whisper, "I would have… I was so close to cumming… but I know it would never have been like it was with us."
"With us was right, he agreed.
"Oh, yesssss…" Candy sighed, slumping forward so her soft cheek lay against his hard-muscled young belly. In her delicate hand, his iron-hard maleness throbbed, and she could see a pearly drop of preseminal fluid oozing from the slit at the end of the mushroom-shaped head. It was so beautiful, this magnificent male organ which had given her so much pleasure! "You know how right it was, Rick."
"I want your mouth," he said softly, undulating his hips in a universal pleading, stroking the soft mass of her hair. "Your soft mouth."
He heard her sigh, almost moan, and knew he had brought her to the next step. He reached down to stroke her sensually naked body and cupped her ripened tit, lightly pinching the rising nipple. Slowly she raised her head and turned to look directly into the deep pools of his eyes. For a long moment she was immobile and then she moved to kneel above him, slowly pumping his cock, making the whitish drop grow. The pink tip of her tongue slid over her parted lips, wetting them.
I can't, Candy thought to herself. It's unnatural. I just can't do it. But I want to! Beneath her, his limber body moved until her entire vision was filled with the deep-reddish roundness of his cock-head, swelling as her urgent fingers clenched tightly around the tree-like staff that ended in a curling blonde mass of hair, with his heavy balls below. She looked up into his eyes, and realized how much he wanted her to do this. Sighing, she brushed her hair back from her face and bent over his loins. Only a fraction of an inch separated the soft wetness of her full parted lips from the rubbery round tip of his cock. She could feel the heat of his loins, and she steeled herself.
And then she lifted her head, mumbling, "Darling, I can't!"
"Touch me with the tip of your tongue," the boy said in a soft, compelling voice as his fingers deftly cupped her face and drew her head downward. "Just kiss for a minute."
Moaning, the raven-haired actress allowed her head to be guided until her flaring lips came in light contact with his heatedly pulsing cock-head. Of its own volition, her tongue seemed to spear out and lick at the salty-sweet droplet of moisture! The taste was electrifying! Spearing her tongue into the tiny hole, she sought more. And then without realizing what she was doing, the flat of her tongue was swirling around the soft, resilient warmth of his cock-head, licking furiously at the ridge of the glans.
"Now lick down and up the underside," he hissed.
In blind obedience, she took his throbbing young cock in her hand like an ear of corn and began to lick and nibble up and down its length, the tip of her tongue fluttering. She could smell the rich man scent of his cock and balls, and impulsively she covered his sperm-filled balls with kisses, sucking first one then the other into her mouth. She shifted on the bed, straddling his right leg until she felt his hard thigh muscle rubbing gloriously on the sensitive outer lips of her pussy. His long hard cock was glistening now with her saliva as Candy moved her mouth upward a final time and then poised with her sensuously ovalled lips touching the tip. She looked up at him with her deep violet eyes and then felt his hands tangling in her mass of raven-black hair, holding her head immobile as he slowly thrust his loins upward.
At the last instant she tried to compress her lips, close her jaws, but the pressure was relentless, and she yielded, letting her mouth fall open in warm invitation. She felt the huge intrusion of his mushroom-shaped cock-head pressing in, making contact with her tongue, unnaturally massive in her saliva-filled mouth. Steadily his hands were pushing her head down, lower and lower toward his curly blonde triangle of pubic hair. She gulped and her nostrils flared as she fought for breath. She could see the thick, hot cockstaff -slowly disappearing into her gaping mouth, feel the rigid warmth of it going in and in and in, until the smooth head pressed the back of her mouth, almost making her choke. And then deeper, all the way into her straining throat until she had absorbed all of his pulsating thickness.
"Ohhhhh, you've got a beautiful soft mouth," Rick whispered, jerking his pelvis upward. "Keep your lips over your teeth and work your tongue around me."
"Ummmmmmmmm…" Candy moaned, trying to obey. She gulped for air. It felt as if her jaws were stretched to the breaking point, her inexperienced mouth was so filled. Beneath her, Rick began to slowly raise and lower his hips, and his urgent fucking rhythm told her what she must do. With her tongue swirling along the underside of his hotly pulsating cock, she began to steadily bob her head up and down. She found this was better. She could gulp for air on the outstroke, as she drew her tightly ovalled lips upward until only his bulbous cock-head remained between them.
Her cheeks hollowed and ballooned alternately as the thick rod of male flesh slid in and out of her devouring mouth. She began to suck, lightly at first, and then with more intensity as she was caught up in the carnal excitement of the act which was so new and suddenly exciting to her. Holding the base of Rick's cock with thumb and forefinger, she began to expertly aim the throbbing cock-staff so that it slid deeper and deeper into her throat, and she began to moan around it in a rising excitement as the vision of the lewd spectacle she must present filled her mind. Her fingers teased his swelling balls, and she knew that in time they would erupt in her mouth-and she wanted them to! In her belly, she felt her own awakening, and wondered is she would cum herself while she was sucking him!
"Eat me, Candy," the boy gasped. "Suck me dry."
The now-insatiable raven-haired actress needed no urging. She moaned and twisted her hungrily sucking mouth around his virile shaft of hard cock-flesh, and was carried away to the point where she bit down hard enough to make Rick cry out and grab her head, stilling its wild up-and-down motion until she was in control of her passion again. She tossed her head from side to side as her lust-contorted lips slurped wetly up and down, trying to get his cock deeper and deeper into her spasming throat. From a great distance, she heard Rick moaning and sensed he was on the verge of cumming even before his pistoning cock thickened and swelled so she could barely circle it with her tightly-clasping lips. She felt him buck furiously up toward her diving face as her hair sprayed wildly over his jerking loins. And then his hands were holding her head tight while he fucked without mercy into her soft rounded lips.
The first hot spurt of cum almost choked the dark-haired actress as it gushed against the roof of her mouth and then down over her tonsils even as his wildly jerking cock plowed deep into her throat. Her cheeks hollowed and bloated as she tried to swallow fast enough to keep up with his cumming: She had never realized there could be so much! Despite her eagerness to devour him, thick strings of whitish sperm escaped the corners of her widely-distended mouth, trailing down into his fair pubic hair. The life-creating fluid burned her throat, salty and pungent yet she was relentless in her sucking. Voraciously her lips kept at the spurting cock until finally there was no more and it softened under the passionate lashing of her tongue. Sighing, she collapsed, exhausted over his sweating, depleted loins, her fingers still rolling his spent balls while the pink tip of her searching tongue found the last droplets of cum in the curly forest of his pubic hair and avidly consumed them. Her mouth was full of the rich flavor of his semen, her passion-swollen lips glistening with it, when she slowly raised her flushed face.
Rick Benton drew her up to him and kissed her full on the mouth, tasting himself on her spearing tongue as she moaned and pressed her nakedly trembling body against his. Damn, he told himself, this sweet bitch really turns on all different ways.. have I got me something to play with!
Sighing.with pleasure, Candy lay in the handsome teenager's arms. She knew she should be feeling remorse and overwhelming shame. Yet she felt beautiful, completed, with none of the regrets of the night before when she had wantonly yielded all her scruples and simply fucked like a slut. Well, I'm a cock-sucker now, Candy ruminated. And I love it!
Deep in her still-churning belly, she could feel the thick hot pool of Rick's cum. She knew she was totally lost now. He had her, irrevocably. She could only hope he would be good to her, return her love. If he ever left her… she didn't know if she would survive!