Shortly after meeting Duke, Janet began keeping a diary. It was lots of fun running around with the surfing crowd and when she got older and finally settled down and had a family of her own, Janet could look back and reminisce about her youth.
Dear Diary, I've never met anyone quite like Duke. We do something different every day and I never feel bored when I'm with him. Even walking along the beach mooching quarters from the tourists can be exciting. I've come along way from Dairy, Ohio. That guy who took me to the motel and popped my cherry doesn't hold a candle to Duke and his friends. Not when it comes to sex. I used to get uptight when we made love and his friend walked in on us. But not anymore. Not after Tuesday.
Janet was in a bright, cheerful mood when she walked down the steep hill from her house and out to Ocean Beach. She whistled to herself, moving her arms back and forth to the beat of the music, and tried to think of what Duke had planned for today. She had already discarded the polka dot bikini for a fishnet swimsuit that showed off her body in a new and different way. The suit was very revealing. Up close you could look right through the stitching and see her nipples heaving against the stretched material.
She knew the effect the swimsuit had on men. Her mother had warned Janet about the swimsuit and the trouble it might get her into. But Janet didn't care. She felt capable of handling anything.
She knew how to manipulate men. And if they got carried away, she wasn't afraid of putting out. It wasn't like she was a virgin out on a hot night flaunting her goods!
When she ran into Duke on the beach, he eyed the two-piece and let out a low whistle of approval. "That's fantastic," he said, gripping the swell of her hips. Her face flushed with embarrassment. It was almost like fucking on the beach the way he obscenely turned her body.
There was no doubt in Duke's mind. He wanted to fuck Janet's sexy body right through her swimsuit. And right there on the beach. He couldn't conceal his lust. To feel her cunt squirming tight around his hot fuck pole was all that mattered.
"Come on," he said.
Janet winked. She arched one hip seductively and stuck her chin out. "Suppose I don't want to," she said playfully.
The cunt, he thought, walking towards Janet. He would teach her a lesson all right. A lesson that this cocktease wouldn't forget!
"Don't be mean," he coaxed, kissing her on the lips. "I love you."
She slumped against him, digging her feet into the sand while his hand snaked down to her crotch and toyed with the swimsuit.
"Oh, let's hurry," she gasped. "Let's hurry!"
Once inside the cabin, they stripped immediately. Duke was hot. He wanted to slide her soppy, tight hole right up to his balls. And then he wanted to fuck the shit out of her. He wanted to jab his prick into her cunt and out her asshole and make her hump like a jackrabbit, until she screamed for mercy.
Janet stood, naked in a ray of sunlight streaking through the window, her loins steaming like boiled meat on a platter. Her smell flooded the room like a miasma of luxuriant aphrodisiacs. The light bounced off her rigid nipples and rippled down her sweltering flesh and through her itching cunt. Her sporran of tight pussy hair mushroomed from her crotch like a brush full of soft bristles.
Duke remembered her sweet young lips sucking his hot cock into her mouth. And there was no argument that she was the best find so far on the beach. He had never run into a girl that was so willing for sex. Maybe that first time in the bathroom had flipped her out, or maybe she was just hot to trot. He could have killed George the bartender for making her suck his cock. Duke believed in breaking girls in easy. Which is why he had not given Janet the full treatment up till now. He didn't want to be too rough. But even a fool could see Janet was ready. Anybody who smelled that steaming cunt of hers could figure that out.
"Come here, baby," he whispered.
She rubbed her wet loins against his thighs and Duke made a quick move and jabbed his cock between her thighs. She grasped him with her thighs and jerked back and forth. It was a weird way of jerking off and she did it very nicely, using her thighs like, the twin halves of a split bun grasping a steaming hot dog.
Duke put his hand on her soft hip, his fingers caressing her butt, and together they moved to the mattress on the floor. He sat down softly and had Janet lie across his thighs with her tits pointed down at the floor. He touched the nipples and worked the hard points back and forth like a toggle switch. Janet groaned as he toyed with her breasts.
She felt his hard cock pressing up through the split in her ass cheeks, but she didn't stop him. Her asshole was tight – tight enough to squeak! Yet she was ready. If he wanted that, then she wanted it too.
"Fuck me," she murmured. "Hurry. I can't stand to wait."
She squirmed and rubbed his hard cock between her cheeks, feeling the sweat roll off her satin-smooth skin and drip down underneath to cover his cock. It was all the encouragement that Duke needed. His dick bucked with renewed hardness. Man, was this bitch going to feel his cock! It was going to make a dent in that soft, syrupy cooze of hers that would never bounce out. Never!
He tightened his hand under her crotch and lifted. Janet arched her buttocks, her buns sucking on his cock as she stretched her back upward.
Duke slid underneath so Janet rested on all fours facing the walls while Duke worked her cunt. When her cunt was thoroughly wet and loose, he went between her thighs and drove his cock underneath her butt cheeks and then reared up into her cunt sleeve. He worked into her cooze animal-style, fucking her cunt from the rear. He gasped. Her furry snatch sucked on his tortured cock. He went sliding in, an inch at a time, until his belly rested against her twitching buttocks.
Janet loved every moment of it. She loved to feel her cunt stretching around his big stick as it filled her slot. She shivered, and the feeling of being split seemed to run from her cunt to her womb.
"Like it, baby?" he said proudly, feeling himself in command. Her belly shook uncontrollably as her soft, sucking cunt took him in and out.
Fantastic fucking!
Janet was going crazy. He was going so slow. Her twat was hot and drippy, like a cauldron spilling over. And his dick just went in so nice and slow, as if he could fuck all day. And all night too!
Janet cracked her thighs and gasped. Her pussy stretched wide open and sucked his flaming spear inside. Each time she arched her butt back, they were both jolted by the force of his cock penetrating her to the full length of her vagina.
In and out. His cock pulled out of her slowly with her fuck juices and then slipped back in with a slurpy sound. Duke felt his balls rumble, but he squeezed down hard so the pain would make him forget about coming. He wanted to prolong this fucking for as long as possible.
He bent his head. He was panting hard. His hands reached around and brushed her clitoris back and forth until Janet nearly peed on herself as too much pleasure surged into her cunt. Then he reached for her round breasts with the oh-so hard nipples and worked them like handles. He rode her cunt and slumped back like a donkey, breathing hard into her ear and squeezing her nipples with every violent thrust.
"Oh, oh, oh! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck me! Oh, fuck me! Very hard." She panted like a bitch dog in heat. Her cunt juices dribbled around his surging cock and drew along the swelled lips of her twat and then back through the furry ravine of her butt. Their bodies were immersed in their fuck juice. It saturated them in a slimy bath of passion.
The harder he fucked, the harder she seemed to scream. "Harder! Fuck me harder!"
Her shrieking voice made him tingle all over. His thigh muscles flinched against the jerking of his cock. Her wetness covered him like a plastic tarp a protective layer against the hungry sucking lips of her cunt.
His balls moved slowly up and down inside his wrinkled scrotum. The ripe smell of sex drifting up from her crotch flooded his nostrils. It was raw animal smell. It made him wild and crazy. His cock fucked her hole with a renewed intensity. Every inch of her pulsating, eager pussy squeezed down on his surging pecker like two lips sucking a straw. He grabbed her breasts hard and pushed her to the floor. Up came his shaft through the ravine of her ass cheeks. His cock tip jammed her twat, the parted folds leaking juice onto the floor. His balls dragged along the floor as he shoved home his pecker. It was raw and violent, the stuff that dreams are made of. Her hips rose upward, receiving his sex.
"Hurrrrrry! Fuck meeeee!" she moaned, twisting on the floor. Her cunt collapsed around his fuck pole. Oh, it hurt soooo good!
That's what it felt like. Her cunt was a long, wet sock to be yanked down around his wiggling dick. She heard him grunting on her back, driving his loins through the crease in her butt, feeling, his pubic hair tickling her rump and she groaned.
She pumped her loins up and down. Her whole belly screamed out for his hot, thick sperm.
Then it happened. She felt him grow tense inside her womb. He was a red-hot poker searing her cunt hole. She was dry from fucking and his dick hurt terribly. He grunted like an animal a fuck-crazy animal – and surged in with a terrible squeak of pain and he yelled in her ear and then warm, thick, liquid shot through her tortured channel.
"Commming!" he laughed. His cock jammed her pussy and Janet felt a pulsating thrill run along her spine. Her pussy was wet and soft again as an explosion went off inside her belly and coursed through every tense muscle.
"Ohhh, fuck me! That's right. Ohh, work your cock into my cunt! Fuck me, grab my tits, fuck my cunt, jam my pussy… fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"
His hot cream loaded her flabby cunt sleeve until the tired folds of her cunt sagged open in surrender and she fell exhausted to the floor. Only the twitching of her buttocks showed there was any life left. Duke dragged his expired cock from her with a quick tug that brought a groan from her tired lips. He stumbled backward, gasping for air.
"Hey, man," said a voice. "That looks like a ball!"
It was George, the ex-bartender. He stood by the door, watching them fuck like beasts on the floor. The vent in his pants was open and he was busy stroking his long cock.
"George!" gasped Duke.
Janet turned on her hip, too tired to recognize him. His cock looked familiar, however. The huge, flat end was shaped like a cobra's head. His shaft was thick as a wrist and was very, very long. She looked up from his crotch and stared into the cold blue eyes that feasted on her sweating, exhausted body. She felt a wild stirring at the tip of her clitoris. It tingled at first, then worked into a throbbing pain that streaked through her twat and down her hips.
She felt cold and very naked. Goosebumps rippled in waves across her belly. Her soft, flaccid nipples turned hard and her sphincter began to spasm.
It was George. She recognized him now. No one had a sneering contemptuous smile like he did. It sent shock waves churning through her guts. He was undressing now, pulling his shirt off and following quickly with his pants. Slowly, he peeled his underwear off, while his hand never stopped rubbing his shaft.
"I'm pooped," she said, trying to rise. Her cunt made a squishy sound as sperm leaked from her slit and she fell back down to the floor, the goosebumps now streaking down her back and buttocks.
"Good to see you, baby," said George.
Janet said nothing. She didn't want to see George. He was an animal and the last thing she wanted to do was fuck him.
"Get away," she said.
George approached, attracted by the matted patch of pubic hair that glistened like a rare jewel between her legs. His cock pointed out like a saber, the shaft long and hard, with a slight upward curve. He smelled the odor of sex drifting up from her satiny skin and saw the goosebumps covering her hips and thighs. Her eyes were open and fearful, the pupils dilated.
"Baby, be nice," he laughed. He walked to the bookcase and pulled a jar of Vaseline down and began working the thick lubricant up the tight skin surrounding his cock.
Janet watched. He scooped out the grease and piled it on thick and heavy.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Turn over," he said.
Janet didn't understand. Her cunt was sagging like a coin pouch. She couldn't fuck any more, not after Duke had finished reaming her twat. George could, but she was exhausted. Her cunt would be like a wet dishrag around his joint. He could have more fun jacking off than fucking her slit.
Yet he worked his cock with one hand while massaging her thigh with the other. His fingers slipped across the rolling curve of her butt and then through her dark ravine. His greasy finger found the tight sphincter muscle and gently worked into her crack.
"Aaaahhh!" Janet yelled. His finger hurt like hell back there.
"Don't touch me there," she ordered. Her voice quavered with dread. She knew what he wanted and it made her shiver. The goose bumps roared across her pendulant breasts and taut nipples. It didn't stop George from grinning. He jacked off his cock while kneeling down at her side.
"Maybe I should eat your asshole first," he said.
"Get away," she said horrified. She had never met anyone so crude. It made her sick to her stomach. Then a spasm of warmth flooded her belly. She didn't resist when he speared her butt.
"Oooooo!" she gasped.
George had toyed with her butt and then jabbed his middle finger up through the pink muscle. She was soft as he popped in, then the sphincter went tight for an instant before opening up.
Janet was so startled that she didn't know what to do. She wiggled her hips and found him warm and coaxing along her ass channel. Her pussy went tight too, and her distended clitoris was hard and pulsating.
"Baby, you're going to like me," said George. "Just ask Sally and Darlene."
The finger burning a trail up her ass was something. It wasn't that bad. In fact, with all the grease on his finger, she found it didn't hurt very much at all.
"That's dirty," she said defensively. That didn't stop Janet from panting as he drove his finger back and forth through her ass sleeve, opening her up like a can of beans.
"Yeah, but you should have seen the two guys with Sally and Darlene," said Duke, rolling a joint. "Man, one of those guys was going crazy on Sally. Just worked her asshole until she fell apart."
Duke couldn't forget Biff Anderson. The teenyboppers crawling the beaches these days were getting full of that women's lib bullshit, he thought. They start demanding money and acting uppity with the customers. Guys like Biff didn't take that shit and straightened the girls out in a hurry. Bridget was malleable as soft leather after Biff finished with her. Not a bad guy, Duke mused. He knew how to treat his girls.
Janet was grooving to George's finger up her butt and was rubbing her cunt against the floor when suddenly George retreated from her butt. He came out with a popping sound and Janet looked behind her, angry and confused. She turned and saw George was about to ram his glistening cock up her asshole.
"No," she said trembling. It wouldn't fit. She knew that. His huge cock would tear her poor asshole in half. Quickly, she rolled her hips, but not before George clutched her rump cheeks and pushed himself between her thighs. His greasy cock lay in her dark ravine, flickering like a snake. Janet was scared half out of her mind. She banged on the floor and started to scream as the huge cock worked back and forth across the tight slit of her buns.
"Ohmigod!" she gasped. Sobbing and crying she arched her back, trying to rise up and run away. The pain of his organ would be terrible. It would hurt like hell.
But George had different plans. And Janet couldn't do a thing to stop him.
She groaned and slumped to the floor. She felt his prick stiffen and get big as he dipped the bullet head into her pink asshole. Her buns were splayed apart and held tightly by his fingers which tickled the inside of her ravine and sent cold chills running up her spine.
George made a few practice stabs working grease into her hole. She was virgin tight! Fantastic, he thought, dipping deeper and deeper. She writhed in agony under him, her squirming, helpless body giving him a sense of power. He pressed into her asshole, working his shaft like he had worked his greasy finger. Bigger and longer, he felt her asshole resist him. Then suddenly she went soft.
"Oh, oh, oh!" she wailed in a tiny voice. She humped her, hips, using her butt as a cunt. Her sphincter widened and in went his cock.
"Fuck me, baby," he said, sweat rolling from his brow. He pulled up on her hips, her belly heaving like Jell-o under his coaxing fingers. She strained hard, hunching her butt, pumping her hips to take more dick into her anus. George pressed into her. He went in and in and in. The grease slid around her anus and her asshole mushroomed out. Her butt took him inside and hugged his throbbing cock like a tight cunt or a firm mouth.
"Fuck me, baby," he repeated. His balls were straining and pain shot through the head, of his cock. Janet was going crazy. Her butt cheeks were flapping back and forth against his belly. The sweat poured off in sheets. He jammed his cock into her warm rectum and grunted. She responded by undulating soft warm flesh against his driving cock.
Again and again they came together. The splat splat sound of flesh hitting flesh sent them both crawling and humping on the floor.
Janet was burning up. Her hot asshole was being used as a cunt! She screwed up her butt and wondered if shoving cock up her backsides was going to make him come. It was a wild, unknown feeling. It made her tremble like a leaf. She began to squirm against the stout hunk of dick, hearing the squish of grease, the slapping of flesh and the grunting of desire through clenched teeth and her asshole got tight. Very tight.
She seized up around his fuck pipe, getting one jolt after another.
"Fuck, baby," he repeated. And she did.
Janet dug her fingernails into the floor and let him fuck. The nasty plum-size bulb on the end of his cock sent spasms after spasm of pleasure stirring through her buttocks. She screamed and yelped and moaned and begged. She felt humiliated and helpless. Her body was at his mercy. Janet could do nothing about it. And somehow she enjoyed the feeling. It sent explosions off through her wire-tight nervous system.
Even as George was screaming and his dick was riding in and out of her asshole, she knew how good his cock was.
Then his hot sticky sperm erupted like a fountain inside her rectum. She screamed as his thick juice formed a river in her butt. And then George slumped on top of her, panting with exhaustion, and she felt joy spreading through her like the wings of a butterfly.
Her asshole felt sensational!