Melissa waited, her cunt hollow now. Damn! If only they had waited another couple hours. She could have gotten off a dozen times. She could have extinguished her rampaging desires once and for all. Grant was fucking her like a stallion. He seemed tireless, like he could go on all night.
And that was just what she’d had in mind-all night fucking.
"Melissa?" came a soft voice. The yellow crack appeared along the edge of her bedroom door and her mother’s head half poked-in. Then, to Jon out in the hallway, her mother said, "It’s okay. She’s
out like a light. Let’s really get it on, darling."
"Yeah. Not every night we have a special occasion to fuck our brains out."
"Oh, Jon!" the woman giggled like a giddy teenager.
The door closed. Grant peered out from under the bed. Seeing Melissa’s hand dangling down near his mouth, he carefully sucked on one of her fingers. She jerked, then relaxed and said, "Okay, guy. Come on out."
Still sucking on her finger, wishing it was something juicier like her cunt, he edged out.
"My poor pussy is still waiting for your cock," she told him quietly.
"What? With your old lady in the house? Christ, if she caught us!"
"She and her stud boyfriend will be screwing all night. They won’t hear us. And if they do, they’ll think it’s only an echo. Mother dear thinks her one and only daughter is still a pure-as-the-driven-snow
Grant laughed. This foxy bitch a virgin? Hardly! and was he ever glad of that, too!
"I don’t think we’d better ball with them so close," he told her with some reluctance. He wanted to pick up where they left off. His hard-on was beginning to ache like the devil. Nothing could suit him better than to bury it back all the way up into her steamy hot cunt.
"Maybe you’re right," Melissa said.
His face dropped. He’d lipped she’d talk him out of his chicken-shit idea and invite him to climb back on and fuck the hell out of her.
"We can go into the back yard and fuck there." Her words electrified him. In the back yard? It was so close to the sidewalk. And the street was just on the other side of the fence. With all those people going by, someone might see them screwing. Actually see him, the big stud, fucking the hell out of the most beautiful chick anyone had ever laid eyes on.
The idea suddenly appealed to him. What the hell? If anyone did see them they’d have to congratulate him on his good taste in women. And who would be looking at him, anyway? They’d be just like him, not able to get their eyes off the seductive beauty of the girl.
"Okay. Sounds really kinky to me. I think I like that."
Melissa was surprised. Grant didn’t strike her as the experimenting kind. And he’d agreed so fast. Was he that hot for her body? She hoped so. She wanted to feel that quivering cock of his driving hard and fast into her pussy again.
Nothing less would satisfy her. She had to get off a dozen more times to feel really happy. He’d made a good start only to be interrupted by her meddling mother.
Outside it would be different.
"Through the window, lover boy. The grass is
nice and cool and I’m so goddamn hot I can barely stand it!"
He virtually dived out the window. Feeling the grass, he rolled to sit upright, naked as he could be. Turning toward the window, he saw the girl lithely climbing out.
His cock threatened to turn cartwheels. Just the sight of her was enough to make him feel like erupting.
Her high, firm, young tits bounced ever so slightly. They were big, plenty big enough for his tastes. Certainly more than a mouthful, they were still small enough not to be floppy or sag at all. He liked that. He didn’t like the women with the huge, ungainly milk bags. Every time they moved, it was a joke.
Melissa’s tits were the work of a masterful creator. Just looking at them was enough to give him a hard-on. Her white tits seemed to glow with a light of their own in the moonlight. And the red nipples were tiny beacons calling out to him. They begged to be shoved into his mouth and sucked on.
The deep canyon between her jugs was hidden in shadow. Somehow that made her all the more seductive. The light played over her slender body and moved down past her trim waist. When he caught sight of her dark, furry bush, he had to really take a firm bold on his rampaging emotions.
That provocative pussy mound was gorgeous. An’ it was just slobbering in anticipation of having
his huge prick shoved in between the gaping pussy lips underneath it.
The lewd, grinning cunt lips were flecked with silver spots. It was her oily inner secretions. She was wet. Wet and hot, for him. And he was wasting time looking when he could be fucking!
"Come on, you foxy little bitch. I can’t wait to pick up where we left off inside."
"So, you’re ready to give me everything I want, huh?" she teased.
"Everything you think you want and a hell of a lot more." The teenager was actually panting, so great was his lust for this lovely girl. He wanted her more than he’d ever wanted a woman in his short life.
He was going to get her, too.
"Braggart! Show me, don’t just tell me about it."
He reached out and caught her trim ankle. A firm yank and she was sitting on the damp grass, her Legs spread in a wide vee in front of her body. The sex gash was widely exposed to him.
All he had to do was flop onto her and fuck merrily away. But that would be crass: He had to show more class than that.
Instead of just shoving his prick in and fucking, he held onto her leg and pulled her toward him. His mouth fastened onto her well-formed calf. He kissed her, then began licking and lightly nipping at her soft, satiny smooth skin.
She yelped but didn’t struggle to get away. The feel of his mouth working up her leg toward her cunt was almost more than she could bear. The girl had expected him to really pick up where he’d left off inside. She wanted that cock buried deep in her cunt where she could feel it pulsing with male life.
She couldn’t complain. Quite the contrary, it was building up her inner sexual tensions to the. breaking point. She’d thought she was hot before, but it had been nothing like this.
Never in her eighteen years had she been so aroused by a man. Grant was turning her every way but loose. His mouth stimulated the sensitive portions of her tender inner thigh. She had always assumed that men ignored this part of a woman’s anatomy.
She learned how good it was to have a man care about giving her the maximum turn-on before really fucking her. The nerves throughout her young body were screaming in joy by the time his hot breath gusted through the tangled mat of her pussy mound. His tongue daringly weaved through her bush and then descended a little to her clit.
The tiny spire of her desire throbbed with excitement. When he sucked the clit into his mouth, she came.
The wetness of his lips, the heat of his gusting breath, the way he used his tongue on her most sensitive of organs, all set her sailing off into a wonderland of sexual fulfillment.
And when she came down from her carnal journey, his mouth was still there, licking, sucking up her cunt juices, plunging deep into the juicy twat. He tongue fucked her for a moment and got her off again.
Her entire body felt like a string pulled taut. The lightest plucking and she would vibrate for hours. And he was using her like a fine musical instrument.
"God, Grant, I never thought it would be this good. I mean, ever!"
"And I never found a chick as damned sexy as you. God Almighty, you turn me on in a big way. Now for something big about me."
His hands moved her legs even wider apart. She felt the grass moistly crushing under her ass as he forced her downward with his weight. He was sliding up her body, his cock nudging into the pink, turgid lips of her cunt.
Then she screamed. She tried to hold it in by biting her lower lip, but she couldn’t. The sensations ripping through her tender, young body were simply too huge.
His cock rammed all the way up into her cunt. Then he began fucking her with all the skill he’d shown inside the house.
Her shoulders became damp and stained from the grass mashing under their combined weight. She ignored this. The only wetness that appealed to her now was between her trim legs. Her cunt
was overflowing with lust.
The squishy noise of his cock ramming in and out made her breath come even faster. She felt her tits rise and fall, pressing hard against the thick slab of his muscular chest. The nipples had hardened into pointy buttons. She thought for a horrifying moment she was going to poke holes into the youth’s chest.
He didn’t seem to notice the throbbing marbles that were her nipples. But she did. Every time he slid down on her body to send his cock surging into her cunt, his chest dragged over those sensitive tips. She felt the nipples being rotated, twisted damn near off her body.
The fiery lances of sensation arching into her chest made her come completely alive. She’d thought his mouth all up and down her legs, then exploring her cunt, had turned her on in a big way. It was nothing compared to the fucking he was giving her.
With the hum of traffic in the street just scant yards away, she knew they might have an audience and never know it. What would that spying person think, seeing the two naked bodies passionately wrestling out there in the middle of the yard? Would they care? Would they jerk off while they were peeping?
The thought that anybody might see them added fire to her already soaring lust. She was an exhibitionist deep down inside. She loved the idea that they might have people watching. Performing a live sex act would really set people to talking!
"Oh, Grant darling, you’re so fuckin’ good! I love the way your cock feels inside me."
"Your cunt! It’s so tight!" the boy gasped. He was hard pressed to keep control of his body. It was fucking almost without his control now.
His hips thrust in and out, mindlessly. All he could do was hang on for the ride and enjoy the hell out of it.
"How’s this, big boy?" she asked, tightening her stomach muscles. She felt his cock come into bold relief inside her curd.
The huge head f his prick was straining against the soft walls of her pussy. Every slight move was transmitted directly to her body. The sides of his cock were lined with veins and arteries hammering with excited blood. She twitched her hips just a bit to see what the difference in position would feel like.
She came.
Never had a man been so huge inside her. The cock was at the point of ripping her apart. And she wanted more of it!
"Go on, fuck me, fuck meeeeee!" she begged.
Her legs lifted off the ground and braced on either side of his body. She felt the sweat slickening his sides. She tried to lock her ankles around his waist and drag him even deeper into her cunt. It failed. She couldn’t control her own
twitching body. Mindlessly,
she was hunching up to meet his every inward thrust. She needed that fucking cock bad!
Then he slipped out. It was accidental. In his enthusiasm for fucking her long and hard, he’d drawn back just a little too much. His forward thrust sent his juice-greased cock sailing down the split of her pussy lips and into the ground.
He moaned as he tried to fuck himself all the way to the center of the earth. In spite of himself, he had to laugh.
Melissa joined in. "I never saw anybody that excited before. Christ on a crutch, you get to fucking, you stay in the cunt. But no, you slide right on out."
"So let me get back on and ride," he said. "I promise to aim better this time."
She started to open her legs wide to him again, then heard the faint sounds of her mother and Jonathon fucking. The idea occurred to her that their fuck-fest could be a lot more stimulating. She grabbed onto his prick and pulled him into a sitting position.
"Okay, guy, listen good. We’re going to the open window and watch some of the hot and heavy action going on inside."
"Huh?"
"We’re going to spy on my mother and that stud fucking her. Maybe you’ll learn something."
"Look, Melissa, I want you so bad I hurt, but to spy on your mom? That’s really sicko."
"Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. And you do want a little more of my little cunt, eh?" She pulled his cock toward her snatch. She felt it twitch in response. He wanted more of her. All the way up her cunt, he wanted more of her.
He did as he was told.
Under the open window, they heard the two inside fucking. The lewd smucking noises told how hard Jon was fucking the woman. Her snatch had to be burning up from the friction between her cunt walls and his cock.
The sounds made the girl feel uneasy. But it wasn’t a nervous uneasiness. This was a brand new excitement. Before, she’d had to masturbate herself to get the full thrill. Now she had Grant’s huge cock to help her along.
Sure, it was kinky. That was what she got off on. To actually spy on her mother and her lover while they were fucking sent little tremors into her already aroused cunt.
"Look at ‘em!"
Grant poked up a bit over the windowsill and let out a low whistle. "I never saw a prick so big in all my life!"
The girl would have agreed if she’d trusted her voice. Jon had her mother bent over the edge of the bed, fucking her from behind. His mighty prick appeared from her snatch, then vanished again. The
sight of the man’s powerfully muscled body made the girl shiver. The thought of him sticking it to her made her feel like she was going to come.
God, how she hated him-but what a cock! And the way his ass tightened up into a round, hard ball of muscle turned her on, too. He was built like so many of the male models she idolized.
Why did he have to be such a son of a bitch?
"I… I can’t hold onto it any more, Melissa. Lemme fuck you good. And quick, huh?" begged Grant
She spread her legs wide, her pussy opening up like a second set of lips. She looked down between her legs, then drew her fingers across her cunt. The fingers came away drenched with the flood of her fuck fluids.
"I’m ready. Let me feel that cock of yours again, lover!"
She gasped as he bent his knees, maneuvered a little, then straightened. His cock shot skyward, impaling her directly in the cunt. He didn’t stop at her cunt lips this time. He roared on past them like a berserk freight train on rails.
She went weak in the knees and sagged down onto his prick. She felt his bush grinding fiercely into her crotch. The motion of his cock inside her sent fireworks blasting into her head. She came, bigger than ever before.
She heard him saying, "Be quiet, dammit! You’re going to make them notice us!"
"Ummm, okay, anything you say, Grant darling." She realized she’d yelled out her passions when she came. That might have been their downfall. Luckily, the two inside were too wrapped up in their own fucking to ever notice anything going on elsewhere.
She let his cock slide free of her cunt as she peered over his shoulder. She got such a fine view of Jon screwing her mother. The man seemed tireless. His mighty cock was a long pole, driving hard and fast between the woman’s pussy lips. The girl knew what it felt like.
Grant was giving her the same type of fucking. Her cunt lips were spread wide around his cock as it shot up into her belly, but the sight of the other two screwing seemed to affect her more than anything else.
Sure, the cock drilling deep into her cunt was a turn-on. She couldn’t have said anything else about it, But actually watching the other two fucking while she was getting all the prick she wanted was a double thrill for the peeping girl.
"Keep fucking, Grant, keep going! I need it! I need your cock so bad!"
"Tight," he mumbled. "So tight all around my prick. How do you do it?"
"I want you. Fuck me harder, harder!"
He did his damnedest to give her what she wanted. He blasted the entire length of her twat. The friction burned away the thick oils lubricating
her pussy walls. It seemed as if everything was building up to one momentous orgasm in the girl’s lithe body.
"Faster," she begged, "give it to me as fast as you can. Make my cunt burn with your cock!"
Her eyes refused to focus on the couple inside the bedroom. The lust she felt was blurring her vision. She wanted to see, she wanted to ever so desperately. It gave her a new meaning to life, to fucking.
It was so damned kinky being outside, spying, fucking, maybe being spied on by someone out in the street. She felt her gut tighten up. She knew still another orgasm was stalking her body.
"More, Grant dearest, more. More!"
He lifted her off her feet with his next upward thrust. She was hung suspended for a brief moment on his prick-and nothing else. Her fingers clutched wildly at his back. She clawed him with her fingernails. Her body twisted around the spike of his impaling cock and drilled it even deeper into her belly.
She shook the hair out of her eyes and saw what was going on inside the bedroom. Jon was fondling her mother’s boobs while he fucked madly at her. The curve of the woman’s ass fit so cleanly into the curve of his groin, the girl thought for a moment they were two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle momentarily come apart.
Thin her entire body exploded, If a stick of
dynamite had been shoved up her cunt instead of a cock, she couldn’t have felt much different. The come blew the top of her head off. Her tits were pounding with excitement. "Aaaaiieeeeeee!"
And then she felt the hot, wet surge in her cunt that signaled her boyfriend’s come. He blasted out gallon after fiery gallon of his white hot jism.
The touch of it inside her sensitive cunt set her off again. She was hurled high into the air on the winds of ecstasy ripping through her body. Never had she experienced such an intense come. Her body shivered, her muscles went rigid and the screams of joy were ripped from her throat.
She and Grant sank to the ground, exhausted. They clung to each other for support.
"I never felt anything like that with a chick before," he confessed. "You really moved me. God in heaven, what a fuck!"
She sighed. It was that-and more. She’d needed to get laid. When she had virtually seduced Grant earlier in the evening, she hadn’t dreamed it would be anything this good. Her cunt still burned from the memory of his once proud cock fucking the living hell out of her.
She sighed again, her tits bouncing slightly. Eyes glowing with love for Grant, she looked up and said, "Let’s go back into the bedroom. I think I want to get some sleep."