"Looks like you have an admirer over there," Lorelei laughed to Ginny, nodding her head toward the black-haired man who watched them.
The girls had taken advantage of the brilliant sunshine and were spending their Saturday beside one of the swimming pools. They had studiously avoided giving any encouragement to the men and boys who constantly tried to strike up a conversation. Ginny had made that a condition for accompanying her friend. She had refused to come when Lorelei first suggested it. "I don't feel like getting hassled by the guys," she explained. "I know you well enough to have no doubt that you know them all, that we would attract half the men in the complex."
"I promise to be good!" Lorelei laughed. "I won't put the make on a single guy as long as you're with me."
In the end, Ginny gave up and accompanied her to the pool. Lorelei had kept her word. She had been cool and aloof every time a male body leaned down over them or tried to lounge along the sunning area beside them. When the girls refused to encourage them, the men would finally leave to find more success with the other females who clustered about the water.
Ginny glanced over in the direction of the redhead's nod. That one had made no attempt to meet them. He had just been sitting there, basking in the sun. His eyes, though, had never left the blonde's body. Ginny gave him a more appraising look.
He was a few years older than any of the other men around the pool, older than any of the tenants Ginny had seen around the apartments. His black hair was flecked with grey, giving him a rather distinguished appearance. His body was as lean as those of the younger men. He was lean and tanned, heavy black hair across his wide, muscular chest. He still hadn't even smiled at Ginny. He only lay back, relaxed. His eyes, however, never left her body.
The blonde shivered and turned away from him. She could still feel his gaze on her. She didn't have to look back to know that those cool, appraising eyes were still studying her. The blonde felt a sudden impulse to go back to her apartment. She tensed her shoulders, preparing to lift herself from the towel on which she lay. Just as suddenly, she relaxed and lay back down. Why should she let him chase her off? Just because he looked so much like Mr. Evans, she shouldn't become frightened. Lloyd Evans had been a long time ago. She had been over that experience for years.
He, too, had studied her carefully. Lloyd Evans had been her teacher back in high school. At first she had been completely fascinated by having such a handsome teacher. When she realized how he watched her as she concentrated on her written exercises she had been delighted. The young blonde responded to his open approval, wearing her tightest sweaters and shortest skirts for his sake.
She found a thousand reasons to remain after class each day. Ginny felt the warmth of his eyes resting on her tits or on her ass while she twisted about, getting him to explain some problem she had long ago solved. Their eyes would meet briefly, each letting the other know how much these secret glances meant.
Their game continued for most of the school year. Her friends teased her continually about the way she was taunting Mr. Evans. She didn't care. After the way the boys her age had started grabbing for her young tits, it was so exciting to have a grown man admire her without ever really touching her. She dreamed about him touching her. Hell yes, she fantasized like crazy. She would lie in bed at night and imagine his arms around her. She closed her eyes and felt his head resting against her tits. Sometimes she even imagined how it would be to have his cock up between her thighs. She had to control thoughts like that, however. She didn't dare think too much about that. She wouldn't be able to resist staring at his groin if she thought too much about that.
Ginny had gone over to Mr. Evans' apartment one Saturday afternoon. She had never done anything like that before. She had never heard of a student visiting in a faculty home except when a club or a class might be invited to a party. She had become terribly curious, however. She had become determined to see the inside of his apartment. After all, if she was going to daydream about cuddling with him on his sofa, it would help to know what the sofa looked like. She made up a difficult problem and went over to get his assistance.
She didn't just walk over, either. For two hours she primped and brushed before her mirror. She slipped into her softest blouse. Her ass was cuddled into her tightest, most tantalizing slacks. The blonde put on light make-up with deliberate care, trying her best to appear older and more sophisticated.
Lloyd Evans stared in surprise when he answered his door. He controlled his surprise and invited the little blonde inside, his eyes looking appreciatively over her luscious young curves. He led her to his couch and sat beside her while she explained her confusion with the problem. He carefully led her to the solution, then sat back and watched her while she studied their work. A smile played at the corners of his mouth. A slow realization came into his eyes. He stirred uncomfortably on the couch for a moment, then met her eyes as she looked up. They smiled at each other for a long, tense minute.
"Would you like a Coke?" he asked her, breaking the sudden tension that had built up.
She nodded eagerly, happy for the opportunity to remain with him now that her reason for visiting had been removed. The blonde watched his lean, lithe body as he walked across the room. She answered a sudden impulse and got up, following him into his small kitchen and standing beside him as he got ice from the refrigerator. She took the glass as he handed it to her and began to sip slowly on the drink. Mr. Evans pulled out a can of beer, hesitated, and then held it up for her to see.
"Do you mind?" he asked her. "I don't know if I'm supposed to drink around students."
"Since we've already finished with my question, maybe I'm not a student any longer," she suggested.
"Just a pretty girl who happens to be in my apartment," he laughed as he poured the beer into a tall glass. They stood together, watching each other as they drank. Their eyes met nervously. Ginny became suddenly very ill at ease.
"More than just a pretty girl," he corrected himself. "The prettiest girl in school."
She was never sure exactly how it had happened. One minute they were standing in the kitchen, facing each other. The next moment he was kissing her. Her tits pressed against his chest. His arms held her tightly. His lips covered her mouth. His tongue forced her lips apart and ran into her mouth. She shivered as he sucked at her breath. He kissed her deeply, possessively. He smiled at her when he finally lifted his head. He smiled at her and led her to the living room.
Ginny felt her first qualms of hesitation as he sat her beside him and pulled her over. This was more than she had planned. She hadn't really planned on the kiss. She certainly hadn't planned on the way his hands were cupping her tits. She struggled feebly, then nestled against him. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to let him feel her up just a little bit. His hands felt so delicious on her tits. He caught one of her lovely pears and rolled it about, his fingers brushing across her nipple and sending the most fantastic little sparks of pleasure rippling through her.
"Ohhhhh, Ginny!" he gasped. "You're even softer than I had imagined. Ohhh, what a soft, lovely girl!"
His words and the way he said them brought deeper shudders through her young body. Ginny pulled his face back to her lips. This time her tongue met his as they kissed, twisting their bodies anxiously against each other. She sucked back at his breath and arched her back so her tit would be even more tempting to his active massage.
"Mmmmm," she sighed, then pulled back from his kiss for a moment. "Am I really so lovely? Do I really feel so soft in your arms?"
She looked at him through misty eyes and saw the growing demand on his face. His hands began to rove more brazenly over her body. He stroked along her legs and ass, then reached between her thighs and rubbed his fingers against her tingling little cunt. He pressed her slacks into the soft crack and rubbed her a little harder. Ginny gasped at the sudden surge of excitement he created in her pussy.
"No!" she gasped, frightened all of a sudden at what was happening. "Please! That's going too far!"
She meant it. It was one thing to lie in her bed at night and imagine him fucking her. It was something else entirely to have him rubbing her pussy up like this. The teen-ager was frightened. She looked at his face and realized that he was throbbing with lust. She had let him go too far. She had let him get too excited. Somehow she had to stop him before everything was totally out of control.
"I have to go," she whispered in a shaky voice. "My folks are expecting me."
"Sure," he laughed. "Sure you do. You can go as soon as you deliver on what you've been promising me all year."
He pressed his hand into her cunt more roughly and shook her trembling pussy. Then he got one arm beneath her ass and lifted her from the couch. He laughed as he walked across the room with her, taking her toward the open door to his bedroom. Ginny saw the bed inside, gasping in terror as she realized he wasn't going to be content with just a little hard petting.
"Please!" she whispered again. "Please don't! I… I… I never have!"
"Never too late to start," he chuckled as he laid her on the bed. "Gorgeous pussy like yours should be broken in right."
His hands reached for her blouse, unbuttoning the soft material and slipping it off her shoulders. He paused to kiss across the swelling globes of her tits, then reached behind her and unhooked her bra. His mouth went after her breasts as soon as he had the dainty nylon bra free. He caught one nipple in his mouth and sucked deeply and passionately on it while his hands fumbled about her slacks. Ginny trembled in fright as he pulled the slacks down her legs, then ran his hand adoringly across her thin panties. He caressed her pussy through the silken panties for a moment, then grabbed the elastic band and pulled them roughly downward.
"Ohhhhh, please!" she said again. "Please! I'm afraid. I'm so afraid!"
"Nothing to fear," he assured her. "Nothing to fear at all. When I'm finished with you, you'll be thanking me."
He leaned his face down and kissed her pussy, licking at her quivering cuntlips and sucking softly at her moistening twat. Then he stood up and began stripping out of his own clothes. Ginny watched in horror as his big cock came into view. Her heart felt like it was going to pound through her chest as she watched him take the long, hard meat in his hand and give it an affectionate pump.
"It's been a long time since this old cock got to pop a cherry," Mr. Evans laughed. "Damn! I don't know if I've ever tun it into such a soft young pussy as yours."
He sat beside her on the edge of the bed and took one of her hands in his. Ginny held her breath as he pulled her hand over and placed it on his hot prick. She jumped at the slow throbs that ran through the hard cock.
"Look at it!" he commanded her. "Don't be afraid to look at it good. Come on! Play with it a little bit!"
The young blonde forced herself to look at the frightening cock. She saw the curve of the long shaft, the reddening of the bared head. She tightened her fingers around it and began to pump slowly along the pulsing shaft. His skin ran smoothly back and forth, showing more and more of the deep pink flesh inside. Mr. Evans began to stroke her finger about the lips of her pussy again teasing and taunting until she felt her juices begin to ooze through her tingling cunt.
"Yesssssss!" he muttered. "That's the girl! Ohhhhh, sweetheart! That's the softest, sweetest pussy I've had my hands on in a long time!"
His fingertip went inside her cunt and began to rub sensuously at her clit. Sparks went flashing up her pussy, leaving Ginny breathless and gasping for air. Mr. Evans laughed softly, his eyes studying her face. He rubbed his finger in slow circle, generating more heat inside her cunt. Her tits were beginning to swell, her nipples getting warm and tight. He leaned down and took one nipple in his mouth, depressing it with his tongue while his free hand cupped and caressed her other tit.
"Mmmmmmm!" she heard herself moaning in pleasure. "Ooooooo! Mmmmmmmm!"
She twisted luxuriously beneath his skilled hands. It was the girl's first real experience of passion, her first awareness of her ability to respond to sexual play. She couldn't see his cock now, because of his head bent over her heaving, throbbing tits. She could explore it with her fingers, though. She worked both hands along the pecker, then slipped one hand beneath and played with his balls.
"Ohhhhh, sweetheart!" he panted. "You're learning fast. You're learning damn fast!"
She responded to his praise. She responded to his play. She responded to his adoration of her firm, young body. Ginny thrust her tits at his face, rubbing them wildly, frantically against him. Her thighs closed about his hand, hugging it inside her pussy as he began to pump his finger along the gushing walls of her cunt.
"Mmmmmm!" she purred. "Ooooooo!"
He laughed gently, lifted his face from her tits, then began to crawl up over her. His huge cock stood glimmering above her body, seeming to throb with anticipation of plunging into her waiting pussy. Ginny looked at the waving instrument, feeling both anticipation and terror. Her body was pulsing to be fucked, but her brain was frightened at the thought of the pain such a wicked-looking cock would bring as it split her body. She rolled her head back and forth, trying to get her voice to speak and plead with Mr. Evans.
"Take it easy, baby," his voice soothed her. "Don't be afraid of my cock. It won't hurt for long. Then you'll see how beautiful it is to have a good fuck."
He took his cock in his hands and eased the huge, bulging head against her pussy. Ginny gasped as he slowly pushed into her trembling cuntlips. His size stretched her. His hot cockhead rubbed against her clit, sending those shimmering sparks through her pussy again. One hand kept caressing her hips and thigh while he held his pulsing cock against her clit and rubbed sensuously.
"Ohhhh, baby!" he panted. "That's the sweetest-feeling pussy I ever imagined. Damn! You're driving me crazy to get on into you."
There was no way she could hold him back. Even if she had really wanted to prevent it, her body had no strength to resist. She was throbbing and pulsing beneath him. Her pussy was helpless against the impending assault of his giant prick. She lay back, clenching her teeth, waiting for the searing pain of his final thrust into her.
Lloyd Evans delayed his fuck for a few more minutes. He held his cock against her clit and kept getting her ready. His free hand worked her ass while he leaned down and began sucking and kissing at her lunging tits again. He was trembling in excitement, his body ready to explode in violent passion. He fucked the entrance of her cunt until her juices were flowing lushly. Then he looked at her agonized face.
"Feels like you're ready, sweetheart," he murmured. "Just stay relaxed and we'll get the difficult part out of the way."
He lunged at her suddenly. His angry cock drove viciously at her. Ginny screamed as he stretched her pussy apart. It felt like a hot knife had driven into her. She felt her cherry hold for a brief moment, and then give way to the charge of his enraged cock. Pain shot through her as he buried his meat into her cunt.
"There!" he gasped. "That takes care of your cherry. Lay still. Just lay still a minute. Soon as that pussy gets used to having a cock inside, we'll get back to the real fun."
He kissed her face and lips. He kissed and caressed her tits. He sucked at each nipple while holding his throbbing cock still inside her shuddering pussy. Ginny could not help sobbing. She cried quietly, both from the pain and from the excitement. She had lost her virginity. It had been her own fault. She knew that. She had come over here and flaunted herself at him. He was only taking what she had innocently offered him.
"Now!" he panted after giving her a few minutes' rest. "Now I'm going to fuck the hell out of that sweet pussy!"
His eyes burned with a new ferocity. His face was tense with lust. His nostrils flared, his temples pounded. He began to pump his cock back and forth inside her pussy. Ginny gasped at the new pain. It still hurt. It hurt horribly. It hurt, but there was also a strange feeling of pleasure mingled with it. She could feel her cunt stuffed with the big sausage. She could feel each massive throb of desire as it ran through his cock. Mr. Evans panted with surging pleasure, thrusting deeper and deeper into her glowing pussy. He twisted his body about as he fucked her, sending shuddering sparks of soft pleasure through her diminishing pain.
"Uhhhh! Uhhhhh!" he panted as he drove at her. "Ahhhhhhhhh!"
"Yes!" she cried. "Oh, yes! Fuck me! Ooooooo! Fuck me!"
"Good fucking pussy!" he gasped. "Sweet, sweet cunt!"
He became more active in his balling. He caught her ass in both hands and lifted her along his driving shaft. Ginny wrapped her legs about him, sucking him into herself and writhing in intense pleasure. The pain was gone suddenly. All she could feel was the wonderful new exhilaration of being a woman. She was taking a man! She was giving a man his pleasure! She was being fucked!
"Oooooeeee!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Ride me! Oooooeeeeee! Fuck me!"
He laughed and she laughed with him, then gasped as she felt the deeper sensation of her climax swelling inside her. For a moment she was paralyzed, frozen against the bed beneath his lunging cock. Then the room exploded about her. Her orgasm trembled through her pussy, sending wild, frantic surges of delight all through her body. She arched her back upward to rub her tits over his chest in a delirious frenzy of lust. She wrapped her legs more tightly about him, hugging them about his waist while her pussy sucked voluptuously on his rampaging cock.
"Let it come!" she pleaded. "Give me with your wad! Ooooooeeeee! Fuck me! Ohhhhh, please, fuck me!"
His body trembled as his charge came boiling up through his hot cock. His cum erupted from the head and shot into her cunt. The touch of the semen against the raw nerves of her pussy sent Ginny into more glorious rapture. They rolled about the bed, their bodies frantically thrusting and lunging as they gasped through the fabulous thrills of joint orgasm.
"Aaaaaaiiiiiii!" Mr. Evans cried. "Ohhhhhh, what a fuck! What a gorgeous little pussy. Aaaaaaiiiiii!"
Ginny glowed all over. The blonde shimmered inside and out. She was being fucked by a man. She wasn't just being screwed by a groping, insecure boy. She was being fucked by a man! More than that, she was giving him one hell of a piece of pussy. She had no doubt of her competence. There was no doubt of the satisfaction on his face.
"Oooooooo!" she cooed. "Yesssssss!"