“When will your parents be back?” Denise smiled wickedly, her eyes gleaming like twin beacons of emerald.
“They're gone for the whole weekend. They went up to the cabin and decided to forget all about the cares of the big city and all that.”
“Do you think they should have left their baby girl behind like this?” Fred asked, his band slowly stroking along the girl's bare arm.
The flesh was smooth and warm and inviting. And he knew that it would become even inviting as the night went on. “They think their baby girl's all grown up.” “And I agree!” “You should,” she said primly. Then, smiling, “After all, you know exactly how grown up I can be-in bed!” The memories of the time they'd balled came back to him and made his prick begin to jerk aloft. Just the sight of the girl made him all too aware of his own manhood. His cock slowly stiffened just dragging his eyes over the smooth, curving neck and down to the ample bulge of her tits. She didn't wear a bra; she didn't need to.
Her tits were conical and firm and the nipples pointed upwards just a little bit as if in wanton invitation to his mouth. His arm snaked around her shoulder and began to work down toward the buttons on her blouse. “Hey, none of that,” she said, swatting his hand. “Well, maybe a little bit.” “God, you scared me for a minute. I thought you were turning into a summer rerun of my parents.” The dark haired girl looked up at Fred and asked, “What do you mean? Is there something wrong between them?” “Yeah, I think they're getting bored with each other. I don't know how much fucking they're actually doing these days, but my guess is not much. My dad is knocking off pieces of ass around the car lot and Mom and me, well, you know about that.” Denise nodded slowly. Fred had been very upfront with her and had told her about his lust for his mother-and hers for her son.
The girl didn't see anything really wrong as long as Fred and Gloria both got off on it. Their love for each other wasn't harming anyone else. Or was it? She asked, “Do you think your dad knows about you and your mother? That might be making him stray a bit.” “I doubt that he knows. Besides, we didn't really get it on in a big way until after things began to get a little strained. I think it's just boredom. They're both thinking there might be more sexually exciting people out there and both want to check it out. Except Mom is a bit scared to actually try it.” “Hmmm, sounds like something should be done. “I agree. But let's talk about it later. I want to…”
She didn't allow him to finish the sentence. Her mouth fastened firmly on his, her lips demanding and moistly inviting. For a moment, be tried to get his tongue into her mouth and failed. Then, slowly, sensuously, she parted her ruby lips and allowed the tip of her pink tongue to tantalize his. This was all the provocation he needed. His tongue shot out and into his girlfriend's mouth. There, tongues tangling erotically, they tasted the sweet saliva mixing, headier than any wine. Soon, both were panting from the excitement of the moment.
Fred's mouth quickly abandoned Denise's lips and went hunting back along the line of her jaw. When he found her earlobe, he sucked it into his mouth and gently gnawed on it with his teeth. His hot breath sensitized the already delicate flesh and soon she was arching her back and struggling to get even closer to him. Her tits mashed against his hard body. She sighed deeply as the thrill of her erect nipples dragging against his shirt sent tiny tremors volting into her chest. She reached out and managed to unfasten his shirt. In a few quick moves, he was naked to the waist. She wanted him to do the same for her but he seemed too engrossed in nibbling her ear. The raven-haired teenager couldn't tell him to stop. She was enjoying the ear-nibbling too much! The blood pounded harder in her head until her temples sounded like drums being struck. When his tongue shot into the tiny channel of her ear, she felt an immense sexual need reach out and seize control of her body. Pussy beginning to leak its fluids, her breathing heavier, she started moaning for him to hurry. “I need you in me, Fred. I want to feel that big, swollen cock of yours in me, fucking me, making me feel like a complete woman!” His tongue began a slow, methodical mock-fucking of her ear. The promise of more to come raised her passions to the breaking point. She felt her belly tense and every breath poured molten lead into her lungs. The girl realized that they had the entire night ahead of them and that this was just a hint of what Fred had to offer her. She loved it and she wanted more! Ever since she'd met Fred and found what a stud he was, she'd become increasingly more demanding sexually. At first a quick fuck was all that it took to satisfy her. Now, unless she got a half-dozen comes, it left her feeling cheated. Fred had turned her into a sexually greedy bitch- and each of them wouldn't have had it any other way! “I want more than your tongue, Fred. I want this!”
Her hand fumbled at the bulge tenting Fred's trousers. She gripped down with feverish Intensity and made him gulp hard. But his tongue never missed a single stroke into her ear. He seemed intent on fucking her brains out with his tongue. Her nimble fingers managed to get the youth's belt unfastened. Then she ran the fly down its track with a metallic hissing that almost drowned out the lewd noises of his mouth working so eagerly on her tender ear. When she discovered his cock, it was rock-hard. Stroking from the purpled glans down to the base, she felt every contour of his cock pulse and jump with lust.
She fondled his hairy little sac containing his balls, then bounced it lightly to make sure he knew how much she cared for him, how much she wanted that long, stiff prick fucking the living hell out of her.
“Ummm, don't,” he told her. “You're so damned hot I might spurt off at any second. Let's save it-for better places than your hand!”
The words thrilled her but she wanted to hear more. There was an odd arousal she got out of mouthing “naughty” words and hearing them from the lips of her lover. “What places? Up my asshole? You want your fucking cock to go all the way up my ass?” “No.” “You don't want me to give you a blow job, do you? You want me to suck, your cock?” The way the rigid pole of manmeat jumped, she wasn't sure if this was a silent “yes” or not. But he shook his head and told her, “I don't think that's where I want to put it. Is there someplace else?
Maybe I can fuck your tits. Drive the old cock up and down between those mounds of tit flesh!” His hands began to unbutton her blouse. In the twinkling of an eye, her luscious boobs flopped out of the restraints of her blouse. The creamy white mounds of tit gleamed in the light and were crested by the bright red cherries of her nipples. The tiny throbbing could be seen in each of them and he noticed it even more when his mouth worked on her neck, across the throat and into the deepness between those mountains of knockers.
She sighed deeply at the feel of his wet, sucking mouth fastened so firmly on the tip of her breast. The way he sucked and licked drove her passions to the breaking point. She could hardly contain them in her tender young body as she arched her back to thrust her boob even farther into his greedy mouth. “Ummm,” he said, “you taste good.
And these are the best ever!” He licked from the base of one boob all the way to the nipple. She felt a line of acid searing her tit, then, as the saliva cooled in the air, she knew she was going to have her boob frozen off. And she wanted more. This couldn't stop here, and it didn't. The youth knew exactly what to do to turn her on the most. He was being deliberately slow and teasing with her. He sucked in first one, then the other nipple for a quick bit of mouth love. His tongue dashed out and crashed into the hard nubbin of flesh, then pushed it around in a small circle until she was sure he would break it off her body. But he never did. Just at the point where she might feel pain, he abandoned it in favor of the other. By the time his tongue had totally laved across her entire mounds of quivering tit, she was at the sexual breaking point. The tensions in her body were almost too acute for her to bear. The lightest touch would set off her climax. He made sure she didn't get it. He wanted her as strung-out as possible before he plucked her trigger. The girl leaned back on the sofa and allowed him to follow her down. Now his body pressed hard into hers and she felt the throbbing of his cock grow more intense. She managed to get one leg on either side of his body, her legs now spreading wide for him. The way her pussy felt so hollow and achingly empty, she simply knew she would go mad if she didn't get him inside her and fucking hard. The only problem was her jeans. She hadn't had the chance to slip out of them. The heavy denim material rubbed and stimulated her crotch every time she moved.
She felt the material growing wetter and wetter as her fuck fluids drained from her cunt. She had to get rid of them and allow his lovely pussy-pleasing cock up her tunnel of love. “Please, Fred, my jeans! Get them off me!” He only laughed, then began kissing lower on her belly. She could tell where he had been by the cool wet spots and the gleam from the lights. When he stuffed his tongue into her navel, she went wild. Her body couldn't take much more of this deprivation. His prick was so near and yet so far away! She had to have it, hard and long and virile, inside her where he could properly fuck her. He seemed to ride out the tiny storm of passion wracking her body and then left her belly-button to seek out the snap on her jeans. With his mouth he undid it. His tongue and lips manipulated the heavy material and began jerking her jeans off her like a dog worrying a bone. She lifted her hips and he maneuvered the heavy denim pants off her flaring ass. She kicked out hard and managed to get rid of the jeans then. Only her thin cotton panties were between her pussy lips and the tip of his knobby cock. As she reached down to strip the offending garment from her womanly hips, she found her hand caught in a viselike grip. “No. Leave them.”
“But I want you to fuck me! They're in the way!” “Are they?”
His hips slid forward and his cock pressed hard into her crotch. She gasped as a lightning bolt of passion erupted in her body. The simple touch of his cock through the thin panties was enough to make her gasp in sheer lust for him. “See?” he told her quietly. Then he moved up and slipped fully between her long, slender legs. His hands stroked up and down the length of one of those legs, then he seemed to lose interest as he levered forward again, his hips driving his cock hard into her pussy. She gasped in awe. Never had he aroused such feelings in her. The way the panties clung tenaciously to every part of her pussy mound made her come completely alive. Her clit tried to see what was happening and banged against the cloth. Her cunt lips were swelling with excited blood. They were trapped in the cloth prison, compressed, excited, stimulated more than they had ever been before. And his cock! She could feel it through the cunt-juice-soaked material. She knew the thick head was pressing hard against her cunt lips. She felt the throbbing movement of that battering ram of cockflesh. He couldn't get into her cunt hole, but that didn't stop him from stimulating her to the maximum. She came as he rammed hard into her pussy again. The cloth of her panties felt like a giant hand gripping her snatch. She was stimulated in all the right places-and all at once. The only thing lacking was the feel of a meaty prick banging away at her. “It's damn hard keeping from coming,” he said between clenched teeth. The sweat was pouring off his forehead and getting into his eyes. The sexual strain on him was immense, but with such a lovely teenager! girl wantonly spread wide for him, who could blame him? “More,” she begged, “give me more of that cock! I want to feel you deep inside me, fucking me, making me commmmme!” She shuddered hard as his prick smashed into the elastically yielding cloth of her panties. The stroke took him almost an inch into her cunt. The pain around her waist where the band dug into her flesh was nothing. The arousal he gave her was all. The girl's pussy mound pounded hard with excitement. Her clit was fully erect now and begging for more attention. With every stroke into her cunt, it received it. The skin stretched taut and the cloth squeezed down on the tiny organ of pleasure. Her ecstasy was unbounded.
She tightened down on the inch or so of fucking cock that actually penetrated her body. The juices squirted out around the thick plug of cock and further soaked the already wet panties. Her legs stiffened, then snaked around his body and locked behind his calves.
She didn't want him going away, not now. As if he had any thought other than fucking her silly! “God, you're so hot!” he panted.
“And tight! I can feel your cunt squeezing down on me like a hand in a velvet glove. Or a vise. Your cunt's like a superheated vise around my prick!” He fucked harder. Each stroke carried him a fraction of an inch deeper into her cunt. The roughness of her once-silky panties made her feel the fucking even more. The thin material was between his cockhead and her pussy walls. This made his prick seem even, larger inside her. In addition, the pressure of the panties on the pussy mound collapsed her cunt channel even more around his massive prick.
Finally, she screamed out a long, heartfelt cry of joy as the panties ripped and his prick shot balls-deep into her cunt. The sudden entry all the way up her cunt made her come. Her orgasm was more intense than any she'd ever had before. He had the knack for doing things just enough different each time that fucking was always invigorating, exciting, a unique experience. When he was fully thrust all the way up her twat, he paused for a moment. She felt his cock give one low, low shudder. It seemed to ripple from the base all the way to the arrowheaded tip. She fought hard to control her runaway emotions, hen abandoned herself to them fully. Let him give her all the excitement her young body could handle. She loved every second of this wonderful fucking! “Shit, you're so damned hot you're melting my pecker,” he gasped out. “I never felt you this hot or tight before!” She wasn't able to speak coherently. The words bunched up in her throat and she only made tiny, trapped animal noises. She had her eyes closed and was too lost in the pleasure wracking her body. Concentrating, she realized exactly how hot she'd gotten off the fucking with her panties still on. It was worth the ripped hole in them to find out how thrilling it could be. This was almost like rape. Like other women, she had a rape fantasy. Not that she actually wanted to be raped, but the idea of a strong, dominant man possessing her body totally thrilled her secretly. And having Fred fuck her like this allowed her imagination to flare and soar on its own. She struggled a little to enhance the feel of his cock throbbing inside her pussy. The juices from her cunt dribbled out around his prick and ran down the insides of her meaty asscheeks. The tickly sensation made her all too aware that, while having his prick inside her and resting was nice, she wanted more. Nothing less than all-out fucking would satisfy her now. As if reading her mind, the youth began drawing back. She thought she would lose her mind when she felt the intense vacuum his retreating cock formed in her twat. The entire piston of prick fitted firmly against her cunt walk and made a sucking noise as it pulled out. She simply knew her guts would go down that fuck chute and out her cunt lips. When he had only the acorn-tip of his prick inside her blue-tinged pussy lips, he hesitated. Then he surged back into her body so hard he smashed his crotch into hers. He ground their bushes together and lifted her hips off the sofa. She moaned loudly as she felt his crinkly pubic hair touching the very tip of her fully erect clitoris. The tiny go-button was straining against the tatters of the cloth from her panties and boldly shoving out to get the most contact possible. “My whole body feels watery inside,” she sobbed, the words shaking her entire body. “I… aaaaieeeee!” She came. She felt the ice-and-iron grip of orgasm smash down onto her and send her soaring off on the gusty winds blowing through her body. Writhing passionately, her cunt clamped down on the long rod of cock buried all the way up it. The earthquake feelings didn't pass; they grew more intense. She clamped down even harder on the cock fucking her. Not wanting it to leave her seething cauldron of carnality, she used all her muscles to the fullest.
The thick juices squirting from her pussy betrayed her. The inner lubricant made his cock too slick to hang on to. But both of them felt the intense thrill of friction as his cockhead rubbed sensually against her pussy walls. “C-can't take much more of that,” he groaned. “You're crushing me flat with your cunt. Gotta fuck harder.
Faster. More or I'll come too soon!” He drove his prick back into her needy cunt. The friction of his passage burned along her velvet-hung cunt walls and made her come alive again. The come had taken a little of the edge off the sexual need she felt. Now that he fucked her harder and with more authority, she felt the pressures mounting inside her belly again. Fingers clutching hard at his upper arms, she pulled herself up so that she was better able to send her snatch down hard around his incoming manhood. There was a wet, lewd squishing noise as his cock sank deep into her twat, then both of them gasped as her hips began bucking and writhing around as if they possessed a life of their own. In a way, she was possessed-by a demon of lust. She allowed it to run wild in her youthful body. Tits flopping wildly, she continued to slam her cunt down around the thick impaling spike of cock. She squeezed her belly muscles again and felt the contours of his prick. This pushed her over the edge of climax again. Rocking out the last of her unbridled delight, she found her pussy alive with the fires of lust once again. He had continued fucking her the entire time she was enjoying her sexual high. Now the lightest touch of his prick against her pussy lips or the inside of her cunt made her come. He drove in and out of her softly yielding twat, giving her the maximum pleasure a man can give a woman. She began coming like a human machine gun. The orgasm followed closely on the heels of the one before it. She was sobbing and laughing, crying and screaming at the same time. The sensations ripping through her were indescribably tremendous. They lifted her and threw her onto the storm winds of desire until she came back to reality. “Gotta fuck your cunt,” she heard him say over and over. “Just gotta drive that cock into your pussy and… unnggghhhhh!” The sweet gush of his jism into her hungering pussy set her off still another time.
Together, his prick fucking her as hard as possible while it spurted out his lead-heavy load of jism, they experienced the ultimate in human sensation. The sweat running into her eyes and down between her jugs, Denise wanted to simply rest. She felt the once proud cock in her pussy begin to wilt. When it slipped from her twat amid a tiny flood of her own cunt juices and his jism, she knew it would be a while before Fred could get it up again. And that was okay with her.
She knew he would, but for now she simply wanted to take a breather.
“It was good, but then it always is with you,” he told her, looking down into her Brazilian topaz-green eyes. “I wonder, Fred, if your folks think fucking is this much fun.” He shrugged.
“Don't know. All I really know is that it's one hell of a ball with you!” “Well, thanks, guy. But listen. I've got an idea that might be just what your parents need. Why not…” and she proceeded to tell him exactly what she thought Don and Gloria Munday needed to liven up their fucking. Fred had to agree. But then he would have agreed to anything to get the chance to fuck Denise again. And again. And one more time before dawn.