"Virgin cunt, huh? I'll be damned," came a soft voice from across the room.
Fawn looked up, suddenly frightened. She hadn't known she had an audience to her very first lay. Standing by the door, picking his fingernails clean with the long bladed knife was Ears. He was looking like a cat that had just eaten a canary.
From the look on his face, Fawn knew what Ears was thinking about. She tried to chastely cover up her cunt and failed. Jack was in the way.
"Hey, don't bother hiding that little pussy from me, doll," Ears said, smiling even more broadly. "I seen my share."
"What do you want, Logan?" snapped Jack. "I didn't invite you in."
"Hey, man, cool it. I didn't want to intrude on your knocking off a piece of ass, honest. But the door was open and, what the hell, you know?"
Fawn didn't like the way he leered at her. Yet, there was something in the man's demeanor that attracted her in spite of herself. He took command and she liked that. But she felt obliged to stand beside her man.
"Jack said he didn't invite you in. What do you want besides indulging your sick peeping Tom desires?"
"Hey, a filly with a little fire. You can really pick 'em, Jack." A quick snap and the wicked blade vanished. Then Ears drifted over to the divan and dropped down into it. "I just wanted to tell you the boss said no to you having a few extra days on that debt you owe us."
"Look, Ears, this is embarrassing."
"Yeah, I bet. You with a limp cock and half bare-ass naked. Yeah, I can just imagine!"
He laughed loudly.
"Jack," said Fawn, hastily pulling her skirt down as soon as the man moved a little, "is there anything I can do?"
"No. This is between me and them."
"Hey, now, don't go sayin' things like that, Jack boy," said Ears. "I'm thinking I got a few bucks ahead. How about me loaning you the couple yards till you get paid?"
Ears licked his lips as he looked at Fawn. The intent was obvious. He wanted a little young stuff in return for not collecting the bet for a few more days.
Jack hastily looked from Fawn to Ears and back again. "Uh, look, Fawn, this is an awful lot to ask, but, uh…"
"What will he do to you if I don't… you know?"
"Maybe kill me. He's a brutal man."
"Now, now, Jack baby, not that brutal. With a soft, willing chick, I can be real gentle. Yeah, real gentle, indeed." He smiled, revealing a broken tooth.
Fawn shuddered. She didn't like the idea of selling herself to the bookie, but if she didn't there was no telling what he would do to Jack. She just couldn't sit by and let Ears kill Jack. Not after the fucking he'd just given her. He'd opened up new dimensions of her sexuality for her.
He'd made her a woman, a real woman.
She owed him something.
"If I do let you, what then?" Her voice broke from nervousness.
Ears laughed harshly. "I let your boyfriend have till Friday afternoon to cough up the bread he owes. That's it."
"You don't erase the bet or anything else?" she asked. There was a hidden world here she knew nothing about but she wanted to get the most out of letting the man fuck her.
"Hell, no! The boss would skin me alive. I'm loanin' your lover boy the money out of my own pocket. You're the interest, honey. What's it gonna be?"
"Jack?" she asked, her voice a frightened animal.
"Up to you. I… I'd really appreciate it if you would. I'll do anything I can for you. Give you an A for history," he finished lamely.
Ears laughed. "Give 'er an A, huh? Christ but I wish I was a Goddamn high school teacher. I'd give every fuckin' one of the skirts an A if they'd let me fuck 'em."
"All right. Go on. But you'd better give Jack the time he needs to get the money together." She sat primly on the carpet, her legs crossed. The rough shag brushed across her sensitive pussy lips and made her acutely aware that she had no panties on.
Ears was running the zipper down on his trousers. His cock leaped out, eager to bury itself up the sweet, young pussy.
"On your hands and knees, bitch. I'm gonna fuck you like a bitch in heat. You like it like that?" Seeing her confusion, he added, "Or do you know? Shit, I think you are a virgin."
Fawn firmed her lips and said tartly, "You just wait. You'll find out for sure!"
She quickly got on her hands and knees like the man had instructed her. Not certain what was in store, she braced herself. Her entire body was tense, expectant.
She felt the man scoot up close behind her. His hands reached under her skirt and hiked it up over her waist. Her naked ass was exposed to his leer. For the first time, she had the fleeting feeling she'd made a mistake, that she should have let Jack take his bruises like a man.
Then she felt the probing finger working between the thick slabs of her rounded buttocks. A deep, wracking shudder passed through her young body when that finger dipped lower and lower into the humid crease of her ass.
"Like that, don't you?" the man demanded.
"Y-yes. I do!"
"Good. Here it comes in even deeper!"
She almost fell flat on her face as the man's finger drove hard against her anus. He pressed into the tightly clenched little muscle and then surged all the way up her ass. Once buried up to his third knuckle, he began wiggling his finger.
She thought she'd faint.
The sensation deep up in her bowels was totally different from having a cock in her cunt, fucking her. This was both stimulating and repulsive. She hated herself for liking it, yet couldn't deny her body craved the anal attention it was getting.
"You sure do groove on that," the man said. "I can tell when a chick likes something. You're gonna love this."
Suddenly her ass was empty. He'd yanked his finger out. Before she could protest, she felt his denim-clad thighs pressing into her naked ass. The thick shaft of his cock spread her asscheeks and drove hard for her cunt.
When the blunt tip of his prick rammed into her pussy lips, she screamed. It hadn't hurt. The cry was from surprise. Surprise and the sudden knowledge she was actually wanting this man's prick!
It didn't matter to her who was fucking her as long as she got enough steely hard prick up her cunt!
The man's cock drove between the well-greased sex lips and up into her cunt. She sighed deeply and felt his cock begin its way up into her belly. She almost collapsed when he bent forward and put his entire weight on her back. His cock was all the way up her cunt – that made her feel weak and rubbery in reaction – but the weight pressing down was almost too much.
"Don't fall flat on your face, you stupid cunt!" he snarled. "Take it all, damn you!"
She cowered at his harsh words but the feel of his prick moving gently inside her comforted the girl. She stiffened her arms and held up his entire weight.
"That's more like it. Now, shake your shoulders a little," he commanded her.
She obeyed and found her bra coming loose. Somehow, he had managed to unfasten her bra as well as unbuttoning her thin blouse. As she moved, she found the man's hands clamped firmly on her dangling tits. The suddenness of it sent a brand new thrill of delight into her youthful body.
"I… I like it!" she exclaimed, surprised at herself for admitting it to this man. She should have been hating every second of this forced sex. It was just the opposite.
She loved it.
"Yeah, thought you would," he said. His hips moved in slow, deliberate strokes. He was fucking her with languid motions.
The girl decided to ride along and enjoy it the best she could. And there was so much to enjoy!
She tried to sort over the feelings assaulting her body. The feel of the cock in her almost-virgin cunt was nice, too nice for words alone to fully describe. But there was more, so much more! The way the man's hands worked on her tits told her he was an expert at this type of lovemaking.
He stroked down the soft slopes of her jugs until all the blood rushed to the very tips. Then he took the nipples between thumb and forefinger. Rolling the turgid pebbles of flesh around sent daggers of desire lancing deep into her chest. She told him how much she enjoyed it.
"I never felt anything so, ummmm, so gooood! The way your hands press into my tits really turns me on!"
"Yeah. Does all the chicks. But what about my cock? Like it?"
He jabbed forward to punctuate his question. She shoved her hips back to meet his thrust. The teenager quickly found that a little rotary motion was enough to give her a real thrill. His cock plunged deep into her newly reamed cunt but that wasn't enough for her now.
She was becoming completely aware of her body, its responses and the ways she could indulge in even more pleasure. The cock fucking her was only a start towards ultimate pleasure. If she worked at it, she could give herself even more delight.
Her hips caused his prick to corkscrew into her cunt from behind. The feeling of his rough jeans against her naked ass was a turn-on. The throbbing prick delving far into her love channel sent tremors quaking into her body. But her own actions ground his crotch firmly into her butt. The prickly feel of his bush turned her into a sex maniac.
"Ungh! I… I need more!" she cried.
Her hips sailed back to meet his every thrust. He had begun fucking with more force. It wasn't enough. She had to have it all, then.
"Damn, but you're a tight one. Tight and hot. I can see why the teacher over there keeps you around." He began powerful piston motions into her body.
The girl grunted as she took each and every thrust. Everything was beginning to spin around. The room gyrated crazily and her body was a vessel filled to overflowing with joy. The cock fucking her juicy cunt and the hands fondling her boobs finally combined to ignite her fiery orgasm.
A choked gasp, then her body went wild. Her hips wiggled around as if she were epileptic. Her head tossed up and down like a wild stallion trying to escape the bonds of a corral.
Most of all, she gave the bookie a ride for his money. Her cunt walls tightened around his prick. He gasped in reaction. Then he really began fucking her. He had to. If he tried to remain quiet and enjoy the firmness of young pussy, he would have lost it.
Him, an experienced cocksman, blowing his wad! That would have been too humiliating. He had to try to save face.
It was hard. She was instinctively sapping his control with every movement of her body. As her hips swiveled around and around, she tried to jerk his prick out by the roots. Her cunt muscles were like a velvet-lined vise.
Clutching frantically at the long prong inside her twat, she tried to break it off. If it hadn't been for the gushing love juices lubricating her cunt and his prick, she might have succeeded.
But the movement was enough to make the man gulp and swallow hard. He'd fucked the best and never had one of them gotten to him like this teenager was doing.
He rode her all through her orgasm, then vowed he'd get her off again as quick as he could. The man knew it wouldn't be long before he jetted out his creamy jism into her hungering cunt.
One hand continued to stroke and fondle her ample boobs. He alternated from one tit to another now. First he rolled the hard little nipple around on her left tit until she groaned loudly, then he switched. He shoved down hard on the tip of her right tit.
Trying to mash that mound of soft flesh to her chest was fun. The very attempt to mold her titflesh into a new and excitingly different form occupied his thoughts for several minutes. But no matter how hard he tried, the pliant young tit always flowed back into its original cone shape.
The girl was going wild with ecstasy. The lances of delight searing her chest were magnified by his handling of her boobs. First a lightning bolt would touch the very nipple of one tit, then electrical joy would arc over to her other jug.
She was kept guessing what he would do next. When he moved his free hand across her slightly domed belly and through the thick bush of her pussy mound, she tensed. An animal-like cunning had possessed her. She knew what he was going to do.
While he fucked her, his hand drifted down to her go-button. He firmly flicked her pea-sized clit back and forth until her body simply wouldn't contain the excitement any longer.
She came once again.
If the first cum had been huge, this was even larger. Her universe shattered. She limply collapsed, head cradled by her arms. This shoved her ass up into the air and allowed him even deeper penetration of her cunt.
"Keep going. I… I, oh, oooohhh!" and she came again. She couldn't even tell him how much she was enjoying his fucking.
But that was pointless. He guessed her thrill at the feel of his cock. His prick accidentally slipped out of its well-greased slot with one of her frantic movements. And she was the first to complain.
"Damnit! Get your prick back in me! I want it soooo badly!"
"Don't sweat it, doll. It's all yours!" He had to use his hand to guide himself back into her juicy cunt. Bent over her body as he was, he couldn't see his intended target. His prick was something like a heat-seeking missile. He could home in on any cunt within range and spear it dead center.
Usually.
This was a decidedly unusual case. How many virgin pussies did he find in a year? He was so excited at the prospect – and what she was doing to him – he would have missed several times if his hand hadn't been lurking around her crotch.
"Can't believe this. So tiiight!" he moaned. The blood was pounding hard in his temples. His good luck in finding the teacher with such a foxy teenager was unbelievable. He'd have to hook the sucker some more if he had such great pussy to offer up in way of payment.
"Keep fucking, keep fucking my poor little hole!" she begged.
"Damned small," he agreed. "But not poor, no way, not poor! But little!"
He felt his prick spreading her tightly puckered pussy lips again and dipping deep into the velvety passage. If he'd fucked into a blast furnace, it couldn't have been hotter. And with the pressure all around his cock, he was certain a giant fist was crushing him.
He loved it.
She was almost paralyzed with the sensations smashing into her untried body. The girl knew this was something out of the ordinary. Just how good, she didn't have the experience to tell. With a supreme effort, she squeezed down powerfully on his prick as it vanished once again up her twat.
This was all it took to bring the man off.
She felt his torrential outpouring of cum as his prick stiffened, then bucked about wildly as it fountained out spurt after spurt of jism. She took it all, wondering at the intense feelings it produced inside her.
She came again while his cock was still dancing madly inside her pussy. Then, it was over.
Weakly, she fell forward onto the floor. The rough rug irritated her face, but Fawn no longer cared. Her cunt burned with cum. Her sex lips were rubbed raw from the fucking. Most of all, deep down inside, her cunt ached horribly.
The full effect of having her cherry busted was catching up with her. Fawn was filled with sexual fulfillment, but the physical side of her lovemaking was just taking hold in her young body.
She looked back at Ears. His cock looked silly dangling down, red and wilted. He quickly tucked it back into his jeans and smiled his evil smile at her.
"Damn good fuck, kid. You just bought your old man a little extension on paying off his debt." Ears Logan stood, nodded to Jack and then left.
Fawn turned and looked at Jack. The man was sitting on the sofa, his face a stolid mask. For the time, she couldn't read his expression. Whether he was shocked or glad or simply amused, she wasn't able to tell.
"Jack?" she asked, her voice quaking a little, "will he be back? Do you think he'll keep his promise?"
"Hmm? Oh, yeah. Ears is a straight shooter. As straight as one of those cocksuckers can ever be. I'll get my time to raise the bread. Hell, my paycheck will just barely cover it all." Then he looked at the girl on his rug.
His expression brightened and Fawn thought he was onto a brilliant scheme to get those men off his back. She asked, "Did you think of a way of paying them off? Without using your paycheck?"
"Yeah, Fawn, yeah, I think I have." He eyed her appreciatively and in a way she didn't especially like.
Still, though, she heard herself saying, "If there's anything I can do to help…"
Jack was answering, "There just may be. There just might be a way you can get me out of this jam."
And then he laughed.