"Well," he said reluctantly, "You are different. A lot different. I didn't come into this place much, you know? But when l saw you, hell, I would have spent every last dime I had trying to win."
"You don't have to do that."
"Yeah, I know it now. But won't your boss get pissed off at you for this? I mean, giving it away hardly seems like something he would really groove on."
"He doesn't own me. I'm not his slave or anything like that."
"Yeah, sure. That's what they all say."
She flared up suddenly. "What are you saying? That I'm nothing but a cheap whore? You stupid son of a bitch! Don's my father!"
"Oh sweet Jesus," Joe sighed, sinking down onto the bed in a cross-legged sitting position. "I didn't know! Honest! Christ, he'll murder me for fucking around with his daughter. I heard about him. He's an okay guy as long as nobody crosses him."
"Silly. I'm old enough to pick anyone I want and Daddy can't say a word about it. Well," she admitted, "He can but it won't do any good."
"How old are you?" Joe was looking decidedly nervous.
"Uh, eighteen," she lied. Seeing he didn't believe her, she said, "Oh, all right. I'm only sixteen but what's that got to do with it? Don't I make love like an eighteen-year-old? What's a couple years?"
"The difference between statutory rape and consent, babe. That's what the difference is. I don't blame you. Hell, I can only blame myself. But I sure enjoyed it! And I can see why so many guys end up doing time for statutory if all their chicks are like you!"
"Oh, you're just trying to get rid of me. Don't you like me?" she asked, her hand straying down between his legs. His cock was still limp but she felt a strong pulse in the big blue vein on top. A little squeeze here and a tweak there and he was decidedly uncomfortable.
And his prick was coming back to life.
"It's not that!" he protested. "Dammit, you're the best lay I ever found. And the prettiest! But watch it!" He swatted her hand away from his pecker. But it did no good. She quickly returned to her post.
"That's telling me you really want me. Look at it. Your lovely cock is rising from the dead!"
And it was. His prick was beginning to stiffen. It wasn't the full-fledged fucking tool he had before. But she didn't expect it to be – yet. It was still depleted from reaming out her ass.
She sighed and snugged down into the soft bedspread. She felt the softness soothing her rear end. Her entire ass seemed to be glowing red hot. She'd had it spanked and it hadn't felt this warm before.
Butt-fucking had a lot to recommend it, she thought. It could keep her really warm on cold winter nights.
Her entire body seemed to glow just as if she'd been fucked up the cunt.
But there was more to it. Buggered well, her innards were still quaking with lust. It seemed as if his cock running in and out of her rectum was a trigger setting off hidden desires, desires that had never been brought out in the open before.
She was feeling an insatiable need for cock now. It had been bad before.
She was usually horny. But this was a yearning that wouldn't die easily.
She would have to have cock and lots of it to be satisfied again. She had Joe to thank for awakening those deep-seated itchings.
Her introduction to ass-fucking was over. Now she was willing to repeat the same old stuff she had always enjoyed so much. Her little pussy was screaming for attention – and a finger crammed up her twat simply wouldn't be enough.
She had to have more cock. And since Joe's was the only one available, she did her damnedest to bring it back to life.
Gently fondling his balls was doing the trick. He tried to get away but as long as she held his nuts, he wasn't going anywhere. And he seemed to be amazed at the sight of his cock rising up again.
It hadn't been that long since they'd finished their lovemaking. To get another boner so fast was something of a record for him. And Susan loved the thought of him ramming his prong into her cunt. It was the reason she was struggling so to get him up one more time.
Her asshole was well fucked. Now she wanted a repeat – this time in the yearning cavity between her legs.
"Look at that!" she enthused. "This is going to be pretty and long and hard in another couple minutes."
"I don't know how you do it. I'm not a one-shot man, no way. But I never got it back this quick. You're a hot bush, Sue. A really foxy chick. I bet we could make it all night long!"
"Want to try?"
"Let's just try for the afternoon. I want something to look forward to later on."
Joe had completely forgotten his worry about screwing a sixteen-year-old girl whose father just happened to own the building they were so busy getting ready to fuck in.
And who could blame him? Susan had his balls cupped in the palm of her hand. She was gently massaging and soothing the flesh of his cock. And like magic, it was rising straight up in the air.
Like a soldier scaling a wall, she was all over him. Joe was carried back and found himself lying on the bed, Susan straddling his waist. She was still stroking his swelling hard-on. The girl wasn't going to let that get away from her.
Joe laughed. "This is the first time I ever been raped. You gonna do a good job of it? Or will I have to complain to the management?"
"I'll do a good job, big boy. As long as you keep it long."
His cock was standing rigid now. Her fingers felt warm flesh underneath.
The loose skin was vanishing as her manipulations made him more and more aware of his own desires and lust.
She soon had a completely stiff prick in her hand. She began working her hand up and down the entire length. Rewarded by moans from the man's throat, she moved her fingers more rapidly. She was beating him off in the best possible way.
The cock began jerking and dancing around. She realized this was what she was really after. Her cunt felt empty and neglected. It needed to be filled. But not yet.
Her hands left his cock and began to roam over his body. His flat belly was muscled with thick slabs of hard flesh. And the thick mat of hair on his chest excited her. She felt her cunt begin to water as she laced her fingers in the man's hair.
His little nipples seemed to throb under her touch. She lightly pulled at the hair, pressed into his nipples, then said, "Those seem like such a waste. Tits on a bull."
"They break up the blankness. Now, damn it, get on with it. I can feel my balls beginning to boil. If you keep talking, I'm going to come all over you. We wouldn't want that, would we?"
"No, we wouldn't," she agreed.
She leaned forward and kissed him. Their mouths worked feverishly against each other. Their lips strained to crush the other's. Then their tongues began darting back and forth in an erotic hide and seek. She felt a tremor pass through the man's body. He was beginning to really get hot for her.
And she wanted him strung out all the way. He'd blown his wad just a few minutes before. Getting a hard-on again was possible but there wouldn't be all that much locked up in his nuts. If she brought him off again so soon, it could be painful for him.
She had to give his balls time enough to accumulate a new load of jism.
All this flashed through her mind in a split second, then she was too busy working with her mouth to care about anything else. His tongue smashed hard into hers. As the rough, pink tongues caressed each other, she felt a new dimension being added to their lovemaking.
Hands clamped firmly on her boobs. She knew he was expert in manipulating them when the lightest touch sent icy chills through her chest and hot spines up and down her back. He gripped the base of her jugs. From there, he moved carefully up until he came to the coppery area just around the nipples.
His thumbs and forefingers squeezed down. She let out a little yelp of joy. This was where it was at!
She could let him fondle her jugs all day long!
When he pressed the tits firmly together, she knew he was just trying to remold them to suit himself. It didn't matter to her. The slow warmth shooting down into her chest was expanding like ripples in a pool. Her entire body was beginning to respond to his manipulations.
And that meant her cunt, too.
She had to have cock thrust all the way up her twat. The hungering slit begged for dick. There was nothing else it would accept. If it didn't get it soon, she would surely go mad.
Reaching down, she found the long pole of his cock. Her fingers moved relentlessly up and down his cock until she was certain it was hard and stiff. It had grown into a full-fledged fucking-stick. There was no question in her mind this was exactly what she needed.
Lifting her body slightly, legs spread wide, her cunt gaped. She moved the prick around like the stick shift on a car. It was slowly pulled upright and directly under her yawning cavity. She relaxed her muscles a little and lowered around the prick.
He grunted as her flaming pussy lips touched the very tip of his glans.
She had to agree. That light touch was almost enough to set off her own orgasm. Rut there was more waiting. There had to be. This was just the start. And she wouldn't finish until she had fucked herself good on his nine-inch prong.
Wiggling her hips from side to side in a sensuous motion, she screwed herself down around his dong. The plum-tipped prod pushed through her hot cunt lips. She felt as if millions of tiny needles had been thrust into her cunt. Her insides churned and came alive.
She lowered her body a little move. A full inch of cock was inside her hot little box now. She rejoiced in the way his dick completely filled her. It rubbed against the walls of her twat, stroked hard against the delicately scalloped inner cunt lips, stimulated all the nerves.
She kept twisting from side to side. She knew what he was reeling. He had to be thinking she was trying to rip his cock out by the roots. At any rate, that's the way it felt to her. And she wanted nothing more than to have his prick all to herself!
She kept up the screwing motion as she lowered still another inch. She gasped when it felt as if his cock had stuck. Her juices were fully lubricating her twat now. She couldn't understand what had happened. She wiggled and bent forward slightly. Then she gasped as his prick slid all the way up her cunt.
The position she was letting it slip into her cunt had bent his mighty prick just enough to prevent its full entry. Leaning forward gave it a more normal entry angle. And it slid all the way home.
She felt her pussy fur mingling with his bush. Their crotches were firmly touching. She sighed as a tremor quaked through her. Tits jiggling slightly, the girl began to wiggle her hips back and forth. The motion of the cock far inside her cunt set off a chain reaction that promised to lead to an atomic blast of climax.
Every single inch of her slimy cunt was being stroked by the long cock.
That nine-inch pleasure stick was giving her the maximum enjoyment. And it would give more, lots more!
She placed her hands on the muscled slabs of his stomach and began moving up his rod. It slipped out of her juicy quim like a sword from a sheath. There wasn't any need to hurry. She made the exit as slow as she'd tried to make the original entrance.
His belly was quivering under her hands. As long as he lay back and did nothing, he could control himself. She knew how aroused he was by now.
His cock told her everything. She could feel the steady pulsating of his cock trapped inside her twat. And his breathing was becoming more and more hurried, but still nothing he couldn't handle.
Handle. Like her tits. She missed his fingers stroking across the inflated tips. There had to be more to this.
"My boobs. Take them and fondle them again. I… I like that a hell of a lot."
"Okay," His voice rasped out. His control was good but being pushed to the limits by her slow fucking.
The teenager felt his hands working on her tits once more. He shoved them from side to side, then gripped them and began rotating them. She thought he was trying to pull them off. But it didn't matter. It was so damned stimulating, she would have gladly let him tear them from her slender body for a little more excitement.
He was turning her left tit in a clockwise direction. The right tit was being turned in the opposite direction. Her entire being told her she was being pulled apart.
But the warmth rapidly returned to her chest. Her lungs seemed to fill with liquid fire. Each breath was ragged, tortured. She was feeling the full effects of his tit-fondling.
And between her legs was another wonderland of sex. His slippery dick was sliding out of her manhole. Soon, only the very glans on the tip remained inside her body. She didn't want to let it all escape. If that happened, in her aroused state, she might miss. She didn't want to let it get entirely away from her. She had to use her hands to support herself against his muscular stomach. And asking him to stuff his cock back up her cunt would mean he would have to take one hand from her tits. That just wouldn't do.
Not at all.
"Sue, doll, oh God! Hurry! I can barely keep it in!"
"Ummm!" she sighed. Her eyes were half-closed as she let the waves of pleasure wash through her body.
It was too good to give up.
But the old urgency in her loins made her move faster. Her body started up and down on his trapped cock with increased tempo. She began fucking herself with new vigor. Her hips corkscrewed down in a twisty, turning motion. But that was icing on the cake.
What really mattered was the prick surging into her guts.
She took his cock into her cunt even faster. The friction began to mount. Every time his cock pushed through her pussy lips, they compressed those sensitive flaps a bit more. She was getting the sensation of a forest fire raging out of control. And it was in her cunt. And his cock was stoking the flames higher and higher.
The fire spread rapidly throughout her belly. And the burning, all-devouring warmth filling her body from the way he was fucking her nipples around was pouring down through her.
The two raging conflagrations met. The teenager's entire body was gripped with the heat and warmth and wonderfulness of being well fucked.
The hands on her boobs helped. But it was the cock driving back and forth in her cunt that did it.
She came.
Her hips began flying up and down, out of control. She fucked herself as rapidly as she could on his slippery prong. There was nothing else in her universe except for the impaling spike of hot flesh penetrating her twat. That was the center of everything. And she wanted to get the best out of it she could.
As her body was ravaged by the velvet and iron grip of orgasm, her cunt walls smashed down hard on his buried cock. He gasped and gripped harder on her tits. He had tried guiding her up and down his prong in a rhythm that pleased him. She was too horny for that. She was intent on fucking herself in exactly the way she wanted.
Now that his cock was fully inside her, the orgasm took its toll on his control. The collapsing walls of her convulsing cunt made him think he had fucked into a vise. A hot vise lined with velvet. But he managed to arch his back and lift her body off the bed.
His cock drove even deeper up her cunt. Their crotches pound together in the most erotic way possible. He felt the heat boiling out of her cunt and setting fire to his prick.
He fell back to the bed and felt his cock slip partially from her twat.
His shaft was suddenly very cold. He arched up again and buried himself as deeply as he could in that raging, convulsing sea of flesh.
The wave of heat coming out to meet him set fire to his cock. The flames leapt back and tickled his balls. Then it set them to boiling. And he knew his balls had become a boiler with only one safety valve.
The pin-prick hole at the end of his cock expanded. Then it fountained out the white tide of his cum. His jism hosed down her still shivering cunt with total abandon.
He twisted and hunched in to drive his cock all the way to the hilt in its sexy sheath.
He succeeded. He felt her body seized again with another orgasm. And then another. While his cock was still spewing out its load, she came a fourth time. She was consumed with lust. And her squeezing cunt milked him entirely dry of his jizz. His cock deflated like a pricked balloon this time. It slipped out of Susan's manhole amid a flood of white slime and cunt juice. He was totally exhausted. Coming twice in such a short time had entirely drained him physically and emotionally.
He was sated.
But Susan wasn't.
"Wow," she sighed. "That was super." Then she saw his limp cock and knew it would be a long time before he could ever get it up again. Maybe an hour or longer. The disappointed look told Joe all he needed to know.
"Look, doll, I've had it for now and it's apparent you're still horny.
So why don't you come over to my place later on tonight? Then we can get it on again?"
"Super!" she agreed, visions of fucking all night with this stud in her horny brain.