"Will you marry me?"
"Oh, Davey, yes, yes, yes!"
He kissed her intensely and his arms cradled her in a pleasant cage. He pressed his lips against her cheek exhaling gently toward her ear. Kay's heart beat like a drum. His trembling hands roamed over her breast and the tip of his thumb circled on her bare nipple. Her blouse was still on her shoulders but unbuttoned all the way down the front, her full rich breasts next to his chest. He felt perspiration forming on his forehead. Her fingers were delicately fondling the hairs on the back of his neck.
"Ahhh. I'll make you as happy as I can, Kay."
"Whatever you do will make me happy."
He kissed her again and smeared his lips over her mouth and cheeks, halting at the side of her neck.
"Davey…"
"Yes."
"Don't leave a mark, please. I just don't like them."
"I thought I'd put thy brand on you."
"Oh, silly."
Their lips united once more and Davey began reaching for the snap of her skirt. Patiently, he worked the garment down around her full hips and along her legs. He felt his erection renew itself as his hands moved down her shapely limbs. She had kicked her shoes off already and was already working her panties down and quickly pulling her blouse off her shoulders. It landed somewhere behind them.
"They won't be able to hear us, will they?"
"I don't think so I'll be quiet."
Kay had asked because they were stretched out on the sun deck of a friend's house and the sun deck was on top of the living room. Their friends were still playing backgammon in the living, even though it was nearly one in the morning. She and Davey had come up to the roof for a smoke and the fresh starlit night air.
As they had so often before, one thing had led to another and Davey had her blouse open in no time. She had stopped wearing a bra when she realized Davey was a tit man. Kay was proud of her breasts, exceptionally well constructed by anyone's standards, and utterly delectable compared to those of the girls she'd gone to school with. Davey's attention to them had only enhanced their allure.
As he fumbled with her body and tried to maneuver her on the lounge chair pad so her back wouldn't touch the tarpaper surface, she hoped he wouldn't notice she was still a virgin.
Weeks before, he had explicitly asked her if she were or not. Afraid that he would abandon her for a more experienced girl, she had lied and said, "No." With his weight pressing against her and the firmness of his penis pressing hard into her leg she began to panic. He'd have to know.
Calmly, she told herself he had just proposed marriage, he loved her, anything could be forgiven, even her lie. Bravely she nestled him between her legs and awaited the touch his erect organ.
"I'll put my cock in slowly so you can get used to it."
"Y… yes."
She held her breath. She clenched her nails into his arms. Her teeth pressed upper against lower. He was still trying to find the natural slide.
"I'm a little dry, I think."
Patiently he swabbed his hand with saliva and wrapped it around his pink and white cock. He spread a little extra around the head of his cock and once more directed it toward her gentle patch of light brown hair.
"Oh, Kay, I love you so much."
"Davey, Davey, Davey."
He worked his fist back and forth. The pressure of his hard dick pressed her membrane.
"Eeeekkkkk!"
"Shhh, shhh, shhhh. I'll be more gentle."
Kay's head was swimming. Her ears were ringing. Every nerve in her body was on fire. She could feel her heart beat in her cunt. The warm blood stained the lounge pillow beneath them. Davey held her patiently while her breathing and heartbeat returned to normal.
"I'll go slower."
Tenderly, he reworked his hips to put his cock in the threshold of her pussy, which more easily felt its advancing head and closed around it. A tingle of pain ripped through her freshly opened lips but as his sturdy penis moved forward her awakened body welcomed it.
"I'm yours now. Fuck me, Davey."
"Oh, baby, I pure will."
Below them the backgammon players heard thumping and a steady knocking. They looked up at the ceiling, looked from one to another, looked around the room to see who was missing, then looked back up toward the knocking sound – and burst into laughter.
Under the stars Kay was moving her hips in what she hoped was a pleasing fashion. It wasn't. Davey said nothing but again and again he felt his strokes were not making her feel good. He tried sideways fucking, he tried doing pushups. He tried rotary motions. It seemed to him the only part of her anatomy to react was her eyes.
With each new trick he tried she looked at him in greater wonderment. Shit, what was going through her head? Eventually he gave up trying. She looked petrified. Laboriously, he backed out.
"Kay, I love you and we'll be married. But something will have to be done about our sex. This isn't working."
Kay thought the biggest challenge to her future happiness right now was to tell him the truth. But she didn't get the chance.
"…Whoever you were with before must not have been very experienced or he was just inept. You don't give me anything. I'm gonna have to have better sex than that or the marriage won't work."
"I'll make every effort to be a good wife."
"I know you will, and I'll bust balls to make you a happy one. Part of that means I gotta be happy, too, right? So, Kay, please, put out!"
Kay began to cry. He took her in his arms and rocked her softly back and forth.
"You're tired, so we'll just look at the stars." By the time they came down the ladder and joined their hosts for a nightcap they had set the date for three months later. It would be a modest wedding, one attendant and a flower girl because Kay had promised her niece. The kid was only three and you can't disappoint a three year old. They turn on you.
After all the congratulations and hysterias and gaiety, Kay was nestled next to Davey's shoulder. She thought about what he had said. It was obvious he thought she knew more about sex than she did. It should be no disgrace to tell your future husband you are a virgin. (In some cultures it is preferred.) She didn't want him entering marriage thinking she had lied. The only solution which came to her was to learn as much as she could about sex as quickly as she could.
The next day she set out to educate herself. Her mother was next door with a friend chatting about nothing when the milk man arrived. He was a college student who had the job for the summer. He had sun bleached blond hair under his uniform cap. His union button was stuck in the band. He sprang off the truck and jogged up the front walk to the door where he carefully deposited the basket of dairy products. Kay had seen him all summer and was particularly taken with his firm round ass which topped his athletic legs.
While watching through the living room window Kay remembered something Lucy had said. "Your milk man is stud material. Look at that chest. I bet he's a football player."
Thinking about Davey's disappointment and her own anxiety, Kay checked her appearance in the mirror and hurriedly rushed to the door.
"Oh, hi."
"Morning."
"You're new." "I have the route for the summer. The regular man is taking a long vacation to his homeland in Europe somewhere."
"Italy."
"I never met him, I just got the route book. Man, is it warm. Wheew!"
"Would you like a cold drink?"
"As long as it's not milk."
Kay laughed as she opened the door for him.
"Thank you. My name is Bill Bradley."
"I'm Kay Ruby."
"I can't stay long, the truck, you know. Kids like to rip it off just for the fun of it."
"We can see it from the dinette."
The athletic young man slid his powerful legs under the table and sipped a cola while Kay batted her eyelashes beguilingly.
Their conversation informed him that she was in the house alone, and her eyes made it obvious she found him attractive. He asked questions about her social life and finished his drink to ask her if she would like to go out with him, a movie or rock concert or fishing or something. She said it would have to be soon because she wouldn't be available after a few weeks.
Some sixth sense told Bill not to ask why she wouldn't be around. He looked at her jugs pushing out the material of her halter top. The heft of her breasts turned him on and he felt a slight strain building up in his crotch.
"Maybe Wednesday night?"
"Love it. Just to keep things from being complicated, may I meet you somewhere?"
"How about at seven at the fried chicken place on Tenth Street?"
"Perfect."
When she led him to the door and he thanked her, she let their bodies touch. The slight contact sent a thrill through his body. He could think of nothing else till Wednesday at seven.
She looked sensational in hip-hugging jeans and a fashionable top which almost exposed her breasts. Her skin was like polished marble, yet vibrant with life. Her hair fell down her shoulders and its highlights made it look full of stardust. His crotch bothered him again.
Kay was beginning to feel ashamed of for cheating on Davey and began to grow distant during the movie. When they were once more talking and smiling at each other she forgot about her commitment and remembered only her determination to learn about sex so she wouldn't disappoint Davey on their wedding night. Bill's smiles warmed her once more and she snuggled against the firmness of his pectoral muscles.
She liked the feel of his hand on her shoulder, too. He was alive and exciting. He was a few years older than she, but that only added to his allure. When he asked if she'd like a look at the dairy farm where they got the milk she agreed right away.
The drive took a few minutes. The dairy was on the edge of the suburbs, the largest piece of undeveloped land for twenty miles. They passed the plant proper and drove over a hillock to the barns where the cattle were kept. They were all inside because it was after mid night.
"The ground's dry, let's walk around."
"I won't step in anything I'll regret, will I?"
"What kind of things do you regret?"
"You know what I mean."
"To insure your dainty feet don't touch kaka, your majesty, I'll carry you."
With that he bent quickly and brought his arms up behind her, cupping her under the knees and behind the shoulder and whisked her off her feet. His powerful legs began pacing the distance to the nearest barn. She'd learned it wasn't football he played, but soccer. The tremendous muscles of his legs testified to that.
"What are you doing, you clown?"
"I'm dragging you kicking and screaming into a barn, my pretty, heh, heh, heh."
Kay was laughing and giggling and holding him around the neck while he opened the door to the barn and carried her across its threshold.
Inside she smelled the freshness of the animals and felt the heat of their bodies. The cows were penned close together behind long feeding troughs. It was like an old-fashioned barn except it had been modernized with hoses and plastic buckets and fire extinguishers and white paint. The hay all over the flooring absorbed some of the manure but even its aroma was pleasant.
"C'mon upstairs, the hay is neat."
Kay had never been in a haymow before. It was exciting, and she eagerly followed Bill up the ladder, looking up and seeing the attractive curve of his ass as his springy legs propelled him up into the black void.
Once up into the mow a small window at the far end provided just enough illumination to move around.
Soon he was holding her to his broad chest.
"Kay, I brought you up here hoping we could make it."
"I know."
"You're not offended?"
"Why do you think I was right there at the door the other morning? I was hoping you'd ask me out."
Bill bent and kissed her on the lips tenderly. His body was straight, muscled and slightly hairy. His strong hands were quick to pull her jeans off.
Bill dropped to his knees and kept going, "Oh, oh, oh," he murmured softly as his hands worked on the fabric and revealed more and more. Quickly, he stripped himself, too.
His erection was straight and while neither fat nor overly long, was attractive with a bright pink head. Since he was already on his knees, he turned her around and planted his mouth on her hairy cunt.
Kay watched his head bob quickly from side to side as he licked at her hot slit. His fingers were kneading her ass. His mouth kissed over her tummy and one hand clutched one big pale breast. His other hand doubled up into a fist with one finger sticking out from it. That finger soon disappeared because he used it as a screwdriver to work its way into her vagina, letting it probe and penetrate while she uttered guttural uhhs and ahahahahs.
She bounced on the hay, unable to get on her back fast enough. With one spring he was on top of her, planting his cock in her snatch. She was grateful he was an experienced man.
The head of Bill's cock slid into her quickly, followed by its strong straight shaft. Its head broke new paths in her pussy as he pumped automatically, thrusting with force from his first stroke.
He gave her no build-up, no preparation; he just hopped on and humped. His face was between her breasts and he began smearing them all over his face. Hands full of hair twisted and turned her head. Her hands were all over his back and ass, sometimes her legs were too.
He bounced on her from a new angle. She encouraged this sort of variety with loud grunts of pleasure and soft kisses on anything she could set her lips to.
"Fuck me, Bill, I want to be good for you."
Kay shoved her crotch at him. She raised her hips off the hay and snapped her pussy on his cock and hung onto it as he threw his hips up and down.
He pulled his cock out, grabbed her knees, pushed them up in the air in front of his head and rammed his swollen cock into her juicy gash.
"Oh!!"
Two sensational strokes and his cock was out of her cunt and his face was in it. Noisily he was slurping up the juices his fucking had created. Bill was a muffer.
"Aw, hot pussy!"
He licked on every side of it as fast as he could and sank his tongue into her warm cunt and siphoned out what he could. While he was sucking away Kay pulled on her breasts and tossed head back and forth with her tongue sticking out between her teeth.
Bill could hear the plop of her ass as she ground it in a circle to enhance the feeling of his big fat cock in her pussy. She loved him banging her into the hay.
"Kay! You're making me cum. Ummm! Ummm! Damn it! Unnnnnhhh!!!"
Dizzily she tripled her movements to extract all the pleasure she could from his cock. When he was through depositing his sperm in her, he rolled off her body and lay on his back on the hay, breathing deeply and noisily.
It was an effort, but Kay managed to straighten out her legs. The phantom feeling in her cunt continued to make her pulsing body twitch and twinge. She hadn't felt such pleasure in a very long time. College men were divine! Gradually her body adjusted to the lack of a throbbing cock's full length and swollen head within her cunt. She capped it with her hand to hold the warmth in longer.
"You're terrific, Kay."
"Move a little closer."
She did.
He slid toward her. Their bodies were incendiary. They were both burning with churning, nervous energy. Their hips touched first. She was on her back, her full breasts spilling to either side.
"You're warm."
"So are you."
With that she put her hand on his waist.
"I want to feel your warmth."
He said nothing, nor did he move. She slid closer. She could feel his chest expand and contract as he breathed faster. Her hands rubbed his sturdy back and sides. She turned on her side and the weight on her breast obeying gravity as it rolled over was pleasant. Her nipples touched his skin.
"I like to put my hands on you. Your skin is smooth and firm. It feels good. Feel mine."
Her hands were trembling as she nervously turned on her side to face him and brought her hand onto his hip. At the first feel of his hand she sucked in air. "Oh!"
She pushed her body next to his, pressing hard against his hard cock. She kissed his cheeks softly.
"Oh, Bill, you're so warm, so nice. I've longed to have someone near me who felt like this. You feel wonderful. Hold me tight. I want to feel your body next to me."
It was too much for Bill.
He clasped her in his arms and kissed her neck and shoulders repeatedly. His hands slid up and down her back and his knee went over her leg. His mouth was racing across her jaw and chin and placed itself on her mouth. His kisses were intense. His hips were pumping back and forth. One fist got hold of her hair and was pulling.
"Calm down!"
Kay held him close and snuggled up to his back. Her belly pressed against his ass causing him to flinch.
Bill snapped around so fast it startled her. He shoved his face between her breasts. He again kissed passionately and ran his fingers all over her full breasts. He kissed and he sucked. He licked. He pushed and pulled and massaged. She was thrilled beyond anything she imagined. This was wonderful! He loved her full tits, and she was being handled the way she liked best.
He was squeezing one breast with both hands and sucking. He ran the nipple back and forth gently between his teeth. He rolled her over on her back and propped his weight on his elbows with a tit in each hand and rubbed them all over his face. Her legs went around his body and she pumped to get him to put his cock, again hard as a ramrod, into her.
Bill washed her tits with his tongue and then expanded his services to her whole torso. His energy and hairy skin made her think of the lesbian experiences her friends had described.
His ardor kept her thinking fogged and she was glad. All she wanted to do was feel his hot, passionate body crawling all over her. His love-making was sensational!
Bill was maneuvering down to eat her pussy. By the time he got down that far the parachute was pulled off the hay. She was still learning more than she had expected, especially after the hot treatment her tits had just received from his mouth, tongue and hands. He was nuzzling in the hairs of her pudenda when he spoke out.
He quickly pulled the blanket covering her down to her feet and as she began to sit up he sprang up on the hay bed, gave her his strong arm to help her up and put the other bedding around her.
"Kneel down with your knees spread apart and I'll get under you on my back."
He was flat on his back with a quick movement. It made the hay give.
His face was under her cunt. His eager tongue stretched for the protruding flesh. She settled down farther so it would be easier for him to reach. He scooted more. They were in alignment and he thrust his tongue expertly into her hot cunt.
"Oh, Bill, Bill. Oh, yes!"
He slurped and sucked and worked his tongue as much as he could. It darted in and out and around. It explored and forced its way into her hot flanges. He got his fingers there to spread it open even more. With his tongue extended its full length he licked, licked, licked.
"Oh, eat my pussy, Bill. Eat it!"
He increased his efforts.
"I don't want to waste it again. Sit on my cock."
She did so as fast as she could. All four of their hands were guiding his cock to the opening of her cunt. She loved having her hand around his fat organ. It was much, much bigger than Davey's. Its head was at her opening and he thrust hard, missing the opening and hurting her. He apologized and more gently moved it again letting her do more guiding this time.
It went in slowly but at a bad angle. More shifting and squirming and they got it right. The fullness of it was filling her pussy. It was better than the rest of his body. Did she get turned by his heat! He moved it slowly by tightening his hips and fucking upwards. She fucked down and his cock slid smoothly the length of her salivating cunt. He did some slow thrusting and she matched it.
Kay was so anxious she let her body set its own pace and soon she was chewing away on his prick with her pussy. His hands went all over her hips and even played with her asshole. It seemed quite natural under the circumstances, so she didn't get uptight. It was a turn-on, too.
His hands were reaching up and clutching her full swaying breasts with their wide aureole pointing down. He used his fingertips on her nipples. He used his full hands on the meaty part of her breasts.
"Gimme those tits."
His mouth was upon them, sucking greedily. His hips sprung into action and he hard and fast. One hand squeezed too tightly and she was just about to ask him to loosen his grip when she realized he was coming. The hand got tighter but Kay said nothing and just let him keep on squeezing as his hard cock jerked in spasms of white cum shooting into her pussy. With all her might she pushed her torso down so she could experience as much his enflamed organ as possible. She flexed in a motion she hoped helped draw the cum out of his penis.
Bill put his arms around her neck and pulled her down upon him. He kissed her ear, hair, face and neck. His cock was still in her. Minutes later his body gave an involuntary contraction as the last of his orgasm moved through his sex organ. He lay still and gradually fell asleep with her warmth on top of him and his penis returning to its normal shape and ebbing from the soft lagoon of her womanly harbor.
"Are you awake?"
"Yes. I was thinking about the future."
They talked about her approaching wedding. It upset him and the subject was soon changed.
"Since we've established a precedent, do you think we can make it again?"
"Well, Bill, to be perfectly honest, I'm not opposed to it. You're very attractive."
"When?"
He was bouncing into the hay again when she noticed his young cock swung freely. He was not going to let her down. His lithe body felt good to her. She quickly snuggled close to him.
His hands were on her instantly. She was glad to feel him near. He tentatively kissed her on the lips, then feeling her encouraging response, applied more pressure. His cock was quickly hard. Kay reached over and felt it. Hard as a rock.
He searched for her pussy with a sure hand. She was amazed at how quickly he found her clit. College men definitely had an instinct. Thank God she was going to meet a lot of them.
His finger played in the soft lips of her warm pussy. She was excited and her nipples hardened. His warm muscular body pressed against her bare breast. His lips moved down to enclose the nipple. Happily he sucked, making a contented little noise. She brought one knee up.
Bill's mouth trailed down her stomach and he wound his tongue in her navel. He eagerly embedded his face in her crotch. The warm passage between her legs was delightful! A homing instinct, Kay thought.
With his eager mouth exploring the recently opened gates of pleasure, Bill was now getting an education. Her soft pink lips parted easily. He could work his tongue up and rub the clit with it. This made Kay moan with pleasure. Her hands reached for his shoulders and guided his eating. He stretched his neck extending his straining tongue as far as it would go.
Kay moved her hands from his neck and held the tender lips open so he would have greater access to her moist, succulent pussy.
"Damn, this is good!"
"You're good!"
He put his hands on her wide hips and greedily pulled her pussy to his mouth as if it were a big juicy watermelon.
"Oh! Go to it, Bill!"
He realized before she that she was shifting her hips. He buried his mouth in her folds. The heat of her body so stimulated his cock he was anxious to get it warmed in there.
Bill raised himself up and walked on his knees. Kay spread her legs. His cock was so hard he didn't need to use his hand to guide it.
When Kay tried to guide it with hers he pushed it away and did it himself. He was nudging the head of his cock into the tiny crevice he'd thoroughly lubricated with his tongue. His symmetrical cock moved into the quivering space. The head touched her tender flesh. He was considerate, he didn't rush. She was pleased with his slow considerate advance.
"Am I hurting you?"
"It would be worth it if you did."
Kay tightened her muscles around his straining prick. He tentatively pushed his hips, stopping to make sure she enjoyed it. His cock was hot and parted even more of her vulva easily. He drew his ass back and his cock pulled out. Pleasure rippled from her cunt throughout her body. Triumphantly, Bill sent his hard cock forward again. Kay smiled with her eyes shut and murmured her pleasure softly.
She let her hands rest on the sides of his hips. His mouth was puckered and pressed against every bit of her face and neck. He was alternately nibbling on her earlobe and breathing into it. She put her hands in his soft hair and pressed his face against her.
Her body tightened around his slowly moving cock. As the moisture lubricated her even more thoroughly and the secretions oozed around his sliding organ, he began adding force to his drives. Each advance sent her hips deep into the hay. His verve prompted her to meet his thrusts with comparable efforts.
They breathed in the same rhythms. Bill felt the slippery smoothness of her cunt gripping and swirling around his hot prick. The head of it was deep within now, even when he drew its sizable length back. The coronal ridge of his cock rubbed the firm knob at the top of her cunt. Each movement of his hairless body put pressure on it and Kay gave herself up to waves of ecstasy.
"Don't ever stop."
She wanted to shout her joy, to tell the world how good he was making her feel. But she was afraid of waking a neighbor so she only soft, contented mewlings escape her.
Each sound, each breath turned him on. He liked hearing a girl ecstatic under him. Their hips moved with force and his cock slid in and out in increasing speed. Her breathing was controlled by the thrust of his body.
Kay was bouncing all the way off the parachute when he let her go up. He was fucking so hard she could only go "Un, un, un, un, un." His cock filled her. Her pussy clung to him when he retreated. It pulled her ass up off the hay.
Bill's breathing was getting noisy. Kay knew his climax was coming. She could smell the perspiration that was dampening his back and neck. She kissed him on the temples. Her throat was making anxious noises. With each stroke his cock pushed her clit. She could tell by the way he rubbed it with his fast moving prick that that wonderful sensation was going to happen to her again. She clutched him tightly in anticipation.
Kay groaned loudly. He hiked his hips and drove into her faster, clutching her body with his strong young hands. His throat began to growl in a quiet way, but it got louder and more intense quickly.
Kay was feeling so good she let her body thrash against him. The free-flowing juices in her wet pussy were making his fucking noisy. It slurped and sloshed with each stroke. She locked her ankles together behind his ass. She clutched her arms together around his neck and hung on while he rode her into the hay.
Bill growled. His body tensed. His cock threw gobs of rich hot cum into her. She tightened all her inner muscles and pressed her body against him as hard as she could. He collapsed, going limp all over her.
They breathed contentedly. Eventually Bill rolled off her warmed body and stretched himself on his back on the sweet smelling hay. He drifted into a very relaxing sleep.
When he awoke he was surprised to see Kay resting her arms in the windowsill and staring out into the starry night. He came up behind her and rubbed his hand across her shoulder.
"Pretty, isn't it?"
"Beautiful."
"Happy?"
"Yes, thanks to you."
"Bill, you'd better take me home right now. I'm beginning to feel guilty."
"I won't pressure you, but I want you to know I'm grateful."
"I've been very lucky meeting you. Goodbye."
Kay tenderly touched his cheek with her hand and then walked to her pile of clothing and dressed. They drove back to her house in silence.
For the last few hours of the night she spent her sleeping time sitting up in bed and hugging her knees, resting her cheek on her kneecap, thinking, thinking, thinking.