I checked into the Caravan Motel as Mrs. George Collins, as George had instructed me to, got a ten-hour sleep after the long bus trip, then ate and picked up a couple of outfits at a dress shop in the motel arcade. They were sort of high-priced, I thought, but they were real classy, and new clothes were still a big treat for me, so I loved them. I got the local paper and read the want ads clear through for apartments, and saw that the nicest ones were northeast, and that there were plenty of them. It was the end of May, and everyone in their right mind leaves Phoenix in the summer. I could see why – it was ninety-six degrees now, and they said it gets really hot in August and September! But George had warned me of this, saying it was to our advantage, as he had experience selling refrigeration and air-conditioning, and there would be plenty of places for rent. He was right, I could see that from the ads.
The next afternoon I got bored and bought the cheapest bikini in the dress shop and headed for the pool. That was great – the sun cooking down and the clean bright water to clip into when I started sweating, and they had a small bar set up outside by the pool, and served me, this was living! And as I looked around the pool I could see that my figure was one to be proud of, and also I could tell by the glances and occasional whispered comments of some of the people sprawled around the area that I was definitely the belle of the ball. Did me good, I've got to admit.
I was lying there sunbathing, just about to doze off, the heat was so relaxing and hypnotic, when I happened to glance up and saw him come through the big glass doors to the pool patio. I jumped up and ran, oblivious of my bouncing tits and wobbling ass and the jerking of necks and heads as people followed my movements.
"George! Oh, darling, I'm so glad to see you!" The reassuring warmth and familiarity of his presence, the solidity of someone I knew and wanted – he was a welcome sight.
Encircling my waist with his arm, we headed for my room. As he shed his clothes rapidly, he told me, "You just leave that bikini on for a minute, angel and I'll show you something," and as he stripped his shorts off and stood before me, already with half a hard-on at the thought and expectation of possessing me again, he then knelt down before me and, with his hands held behind his back, he reached up and seized the bow knot of my bikini cord in his teeth and then tugged. As the cloth string untied and the constricting material expanded, it loosened slowly and fell gradually down from my hips.
I looked down, and as the gentle rounded curve of my mons came into view, and then the wispy pubic hairs of my cunt made their appearance in the wake of the falling garment, he told me to kneel, and when I did, his teeth grabbed my bra tie card. The fragment of cloth confining my globular tits dropped like magic, and with that, his hands grasped my jiggling, swaying mounds, and as George massaged them roughly, I could feel my nipples respond with their minuscule erection in invitation of his erection that now stood magnificently forth in all its tumescent bounty.
I laughed as I sprang from George's embrace and raced to the bed, where I sat down on the edge of the mattress and extended my feet wide apart, welcoming him to my innermost soft cave. As he gazed fixedly at the juicy slit that peeped through the sparse cunt hairs that lay silkily around my treasure, I could see the veins in his enormous cock, and it seemed full to bursting with the lust and passion that communicated itself to me in our mutual heat.
George's hands reached up and fastened themselves firmly on my tits and lowered his head to my match, and the heat of his panting breath, and the hot wet touch of his drooling lips as they met my cuntlips almost made me faint with the exquisite love I felt mingling with my need and desire.
I lay back and grabbed my legs behind the knees, pulling them as far apart and backward as I could to give my darling lover the maximum target and optimum freedom to devour me. His tongue raced up and down my slit like flashes of lightning and then settled at the top edge of my labia where my eager clitoris had poked forth at his stimulating caress. IL could feel some of my cunt juices oozing out and trickling down the crack of my pink ass, and then his mouth covered my entire little pussy, and his sucking lips began vacuuming out my crotch. The laying warmth he gave me was exceeded only by the fiery touch of his tongue as it now probed inside and then retreated to flick over my screamingly sensitive clit, then back in and up and down to bathe my inner and outer lips with the flame of passion.
I felt my body begin to rock slightly in response and rhythmic timing with his crotch kissing, and as the warmth and lust and tenderness filled my body and my brain, I was unable to hold off much longer. Oh, I had wanted this, I'd needed, craved, lusted after just this moment for so long! A whole new world had opened up for me – free of a miserable mother, an introduction to sex and its delights, ridding myself of that nuisance of probation – no longer was I going to be a loser in life. The world was beautiful and everything was coming up roses for little baby Sheri. I was in perfect heaven. My body demanded that my thoughts return to it and its feelings, and I could contain myself, my response, my voice no longer.
"Ooooooohh George," I heard my moan as from a distance, "that's so wonderful, yes yes yes darling eat me up all of me just chew it all up inside and outside and swallow me and let me be a part of you and faster and harder love my love oh God that's good yes yes there right there harder oh God yeeeesss!! Suck it George eat me eat me Christ. I'm coming lover harder there bite me man oh man bite me swallow me aaaaiiiirrgghh!!" And just as I came, wave after screaming wave of delight that burned my brain and seared my eyeballs and melted my cunt and belly into a flaming mass of ecstasy, George pushed one of his fingers up inside the slippery tight hole that gaped and gasped and twitched before him, and the friction of his digit as he rammed it up and in and down and out was the icing on the thrilling cake of my big come.
"Goddam, you do come big and good and exciting, Sheri," he said as he pulled his dripping face back from my drenched cunt and removed his stimulating finger from my palpitating silt. "You get me hotter just making you satisfied than I ever got by fucking some other broad. But now I'm gonna fuck you till your ass falls off. And this is only the beginning, baby. It'll get bigger and better and wilder and hotter the more we know about each other, so we can both start looking forward to a lifetime of perfect and delirious satisfaction, starting this second. Spread 'em, you nympho, I'm gonna fuck us both half to death – we'll do the other half tomorrow. Ready?"
"Oh, Daddy, you know it!" I enthused as I eyed the poker-stiff purple-tipped shaft of muscle that throbbed before me. "Put it in me, lover, I've just GOT to have it, all of it! But take it easy at first – it's so enormous! Oh, George, that's the most beautiful cock I've ever seen, and I want it up in me, way up in me, pounding and rubbing and filling and scraping my cunt! God, I can feel it hurting and tearing away inside me, so for Christ's sake hurry up!" and I lay back and spread my thighs as far apart as they'd go, hauling back on my legs till they mashed my its flat against my chest.
George climbed up on the bed and I could look down along my thin little body and see his advancing tool as the huge flared head neared my hairline crack. It didn't seem possible that that colossal rod would be able to enter a body as mine without literally splitting me in two, but I'd found that nature has provided for stretching a mile before tearing an inch, and the way my baby cunt was seeping and dripping juices, and with my relaxing help and burning need for it, I was sure as hell going to get myself totally fucked right now or die trying – and what a way to die, if I had to go.
Letting his cock stand by itself, projecting stiffly in all its rampaging splendor, he tenderly opened my cuntlips with the fingers of both hands, and I felt the steaming trickle of my fluids as they escaped the pink trap and ran softly down the crack of my ass. Then as he pried the opening farther apart and the throbbing head of his prick centered itself on the minuscule opening, I could feel the tremendous heat and fierce rigidity of its initial penetration.
I sucked my breath in at the first widening impalement, and George paused there and looked up at me. "No, no, darling, don't stop. It's just so damn big, so damn wonderful big, but you didn't hurt me I just felt the muscles being pushed apart but I want it George I want it and I mean now and I mean all of it lover y'hear me ram it up in there and fill me stretch my cunt and tear me up but give it to me!!! Oh God I've gotta have it George all of it yeeesss…" I hissed as he slowly but nonstop slid every last inch of it up my heated cunt, and I felt like the earth must when a telephone pole is driven into it – yielding, protesting, a hot slick gripping and clutching at the mammoth intruder that pressed so relentlessly at my begging to reach the uppermost reaches of my cunt. I had pleaded for it, God knows, and I craved it with a lustful desire that knew no limit, but the monstrous widening of my cunt and belly and thigh muscles was straining to the killing point by the time I felt the hard, rubbery tip of his cockhead bump against the mouth of my womb. I lay gasping as I felt his pubic bone bump against my clitoris, and I asked him to rest just a second and leave it all in there to the hilt to let me adjust and relax and get accommodated to the vast slab of meat that stuffed me so hotly.
I got my muscles relaxed enough to relieve the tearing stretched feeling I'd had, and then I smiled at him as I clamped my pussy muscles harder and tried, to choke his cock as it lay within my velvet sheath. After the second or third rhythmic contraction, his eyes lighted up and he was enjoying the milking motion, that was for damn sure!
"Hey! Goddam, where'd you learn to be a snapping pussy at your age? That's wonderful! Kee-rist! We can just lie here and you can snap me off, the rate you're goin'. You make me feel as if I've got the biggest cock in the world, and I know it's just because you're so small and snug. You feel like a virgin every time I ram this up in your cunt, baby doll! Yeeeeeeah! Hey, listen, if we're gonna fuck, we better get with it, 'cause I can't hold out very much longer, it's so hot and tight and wonderful this way. So hang on!"
And with that, George drew his long, massive cock slowly out, and I could feel my cunt linings being pulled out with his tool as it retreated. He filled me so vastly that it felt as if I were being turned wrong side out as he dragged what seemed like foot after foot of his prick out of my clinging, gripping snatch. Finally I could feel the wide bulge of his coronal rim as the enormous head was at my tender pink lips, and just before it slipped out, he shoved in again, oh so tantalizingly slow, so hotly, slickly smooth. The stuffed sensation overcame me again, and in the background of my mind was the shrill exquisite electric touch on my clit as it was sucked in with the huge invader and was raked across its responsive surface by the full pulsing length of his cock trunk as it proceeded inexorably on its way up my clutching pussy channel.
"Ooooooooh," I heard myself moan, "that's it, George, oh God yes, do it to me lover I've got to have it but don't be a tease darling faster and faster and harder and harder!!! Ram it in me daddy oh ram and jam it up there yes yes yesss!!! Oh Christ fill me and tear me and kill me and fuck me george fuck fuck fuckkkkkkmeeeeee!" and as my pleading and my screaming aroused and maddened his already inflamed brain, I could feel the pounding and cramming of his horrendous tool as its rampaging onslaught ripped and tore and savaged my tender cunt, and the hot filling of my crevice burned new waves of painful joy and delight across my mind, and the total love of his fierce fucking drove me to higher and wilder heights and I could feel the greatest orgasm of all time rapidly building up in the maelstrom of my cock-hungry mind.
"Keep it there oh more and more and more and harder do it to me harder Georgeoh God darling you're killing me but don't stop! Never stop fuck me crazy fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck me till I die I'm commmmmmjng daddy nooow aaaaarrrgghh!!!"
And the scalding jet of his rich white creamy sperm as it shot up inside my sore red-raw cunt made me whirl off the tippy-top of the mountain we'd climbed together. George told me later – about ten minutes, he said – when I came to, that he was afraid for a second that he had killed me, but he soon saw from the way I was gasping and panting and heaving that I had only fainted from ecstasy, and that I was sure as hell alive – only unconscious. And he said that my cunt gripped and clutched and spasmed on his cock till every drop had been milked from his overloaded balls. Even when it got limp, he said that he'd had a hell of a hard time getting it out, I clenched it so tight with my ever-hungry cuntwalls. Only the slippery cum with which my snatch was filled had enabled him to slide out finally and examine his flaccid tool. It had been rubbed raw from the abrasion of my tight little pussy, but he said that was a wound he'd always be glad to get in the battle of the sexes.
The bed was a drenched, steamy mass of soggy sheets, and as we showered together – and I found that if I hold my breath real good I can blow a man under water – the maid came in and changed linens since George had phoned the desk and requested that. We lay around on the bed after that for an hour, just petting and cuddling and promising each other a lifetime of happiness and total satisfaction.
The next day after a morning quickie for inspiration, George went out and came back in less than two hours with a new job that would start the following Monday. We spent the afternoon driving around looking for an apartment or a small house, and finally located an air-conditioned one-bedroom guest house that set way back from the main house, and rented it, agreeing that we needed privacy and soundproofing, the way we went about making love so enthusiastically. He told the landlord we were on our honeymoon, and the man replied we'd have all the privacy in the world for the next four months as he and his wife were going to Canada for the summer and we'd be the only ones or the premises. Talk about an idyllic setup!
We settled down. That is, up and down. And in and out. And so the summer went. He got me a beautiful charm bracelet with TFYO on it, instead of my initials. I asked what that meant, and he said. Life was perfect, and I was finally a winner.