"I'm completely out of it," admitted Joe. His entire body ached, but it was a good ache. His balls were sore from too much fucking, but there wasn't anything else in the whole world he'd rather do to get them in this condition.
Stretching full length in the sun, causing her tits to flatten as she arched her back, Ginnie said, "No chance for getting it on again?"
"Sex-hungry bitch," he snarled in mock-anger. "All you can think of now is fucking. I've created a monster!" His eyes rolled heavenward as if asking for help.
"It's your fault. You're the one who showed me how much fun fucking could be. I just can't believe I was so hung-up."
Her voice drifted off as she remembered what a completely different person she'd been just a few hours prior. Now, she was a woman of the world. She guessed she and Joe had done things that most of the other girls on this field trip had never dreamed of doing.
She shivered a little in spite of the hot sun as she thought how great it had been getting that huge prick all the way up her cunt for the first time. Or into her asshole. Or sucking on the tasty cock.
She'd done more in a short time than she'd done the entire rest or her life. If it hadn't been for the glow that still filled her, she would have been angry at her parents.
They'd lied to her all these years. Sex wasn't perverted or dirty or obscene. It was the best thing in the whole wide world! She couldn't guess why they felt the way they obviously did about fucking and sucking.
It must have been the generation gap.
"I've got to get back to camp and check up on the other hellions under my expert guidance," the professor said.
"Under you?" Ginnie asked. "I just bet the girls all are, literally. Have you fucked all of them?"
"Only Nancy. And you. And now that I've found you, I don't have to go hunting for anymore tail. I've got the sweetest ass to fuck right here in you."
He leaned over and kissed her thigh. Before long, he was avidly licking at her pussy, his tongue probing back into the darkest recesses of that flowing slash.
After Ginnie had come twice Joe sat up and said, "This time, definitely back to camp."
Through half-opened eyes the girl looked at him and said, "More later? Please?"
"Tonight," he promised. "I've got quite a yen for fucking in sleeping bags. It makes it a hell of a lot more fun when you're all tied up inside the damn thing."
"Tonight," she sighed, wondering how she could possibly survive that long without his wonderful cock-fucking her.
She lay on the rock for a short time longer untilshe was completely relaxed. A quick plunge back into the pool to wash off the sweat from a frantic bout at fucking, then a little more sun and she was ready to go back to the camp.
Phyllis was sitting outside the tent talking with Nancy. Ginnie heard her friend saying, "and then Frank really fucked me with that gorgeous prick of his. Shit, I never saw a cock that big! I mean, Christ, it huge!"
Ginnie brushed by the two and heard Phyllis comment, "I guess she's a total loss. Ginnie's got to be frigid. Did you see the way Joe was looking at her? And she shut him down!"
"Her loss, my gain," laughed Nancy. "I'll take all Joe has to offer all day long and as far into the night as he wants. God, can he ever screw. He goes at it like a fucking machine!"
Ginnie heard the two talking about her shortcomings and Joe's sexual prowess. Just hours before, she would have been outraged. She would have been blushing all the way to her toes. Not now. She knew what it was all about. Maybe better than the other two coeds.
She curled up in the sleeping bag, finding it extremely cold. As she drifted off to sleep, she wondered what it would be like having Joe in there with her. However it was, it wouldn't be cold. She'd bet a million dollars on that.
The others were milling around outside when she heard Dr. Preston telling everyone, "Curfew tonight. We've got to get going early in the morning."
Phyllis and Nancy crowded into the tent and waited for the man to pass by their tent. As soon as he was gone, they began chattering like magpies.
"Think I'm gonna sleep? Ha! I'm gonna get my bush over to where Frank can stuff his prick into it, just wait and see," Phyllis said.
"You and Frank, sure. Me, I'm going to get Ron all hot and bothered. I want to suck on his cock in the worst way possible. Just the sight of that guy's pecker bulging up in his jeans is enough to make me start creaming all over myself," Nancy announced.
Ginnie quietly listened. The other girls would be leaving the tent soon. That suited her just fine. Joe would come by and crawl into her bag and then crawl into her pants. And then he would fuck her even better than he had that afternoon. This time, she knew what was going down. She could return the fucking – measure for measure, blow for blow.
And it would be in the privacy of the tent with her friends gone off on their own erotic excursions. They'd be fucking their brains out in other parts of the camp.
"Okay, Nancy, the coast is clear. I don't see old man Preston anywhere. Good luck with Ron!"
"Luck? I won't need it. I'm hot enough to rape the bastard if he doesn't let me suck him off right away!"
They laughed, then turned and eyed the prone girl in the sleeping bag. In a sad voice, Phyllis said, "She doesn't know what she's missing. When you say you're going to sleep with a guy, she thinks that's all you want to do."
"Her loss. Let's split. I'm getting so damned horny, I can barely stand myself!"
The two left silent as shadows. Ginnie lay in the bag, waiting. In less than ten minutes, she heard leaves rustling outside. A twig broke and then a dark form loomed in the opened flap of the tent.
"All alone?" came Joe's soft voice.
"Not now. You look cold. Why not climb in and slip that cock of yours into something hot!"
The words would have horrified her parents. And now they came so easily to her lips. She was turning into a slut and she loved it.
"Best invitation I've had all day." With that, he quickly shucked off his clothes and worked his body down into the bag, not bothering to unzip it. Just the feel of his hairy legs rubbing against her boobs was exciting her. She had to have his cock now.
"Ummm, you're all soft and nice. I like that." His hands clamped firmly on her tits as he scooted himself into position beside her in the tight-fitting sleeping bag.
"God, you don't know how I've wanted you! My poor cunt hasn't been the same since you fucked me this afternoon. Do it again! Stuff that prick of yours all the way up my twat!"
"Such foul language from such a little girl," he chided. He wanted to goad her into saying more. He knew how she got off on the words.
"Fuck the hell out of me, you lousy motherfucker! I want this, damn you, not your talk!" She gripped his prick and wrapped her fingers around it. She pulled him powerfully toward her snatch.
He silenced her with a crushing kiss on her lips. She stiffened at the wet feel on her lips, then relaxed. She didn't want to fall back into her old behavior patterns. She'd outgrown the other personality as soon as she'd felt how good it was to have a real man using his cock on her juicy, tight cunt.
Her lips parted enough to allow his tongue to rush into her mouth. There, his tongue tangled erotically with hers. She returned the deep kiss as best she could. Her tongue stroked across the sides of his, rubbing, fondling, stimulating until they were both gasping for breath.
His hot breath caressed her cheek as he panted, "I never found a chick as ready to fuck as you. When I broke that plug in your cunt, I didn't realize I was loosing a flood of fucking. God, you're hornier than if you'd been locked up for a thousand years without a man."
"You're responsible. You do that to me. I've got to have more of that precious prick of yours. All the way up here."
She pulled his hand to her twat. She sighed when he pressed down on her pubic bone. Deep inside, she could feel her already tight cunt narrowing due to his hand. When his finger invaded her pussy, she moaned soft and low. This was living. The man knew all the right things to do to her and he was doing them!
"That's nice, isn't it? How does this feel?"
His finger worked around her clit. She came. The light touch was all she needed to get off in a big way. The man's weight pressed even more firmly down on her now as he jockeyed for a better position. She let her legs drift open to hint.
It took a little bit of acrobatic skill to properly position his cock in the exact spot she wanted it, but she kept moving until everything was perfect.
He wasn't inside her yet. That would come in a bit. Right now he was lavishing kisses all over her face and lips and throat. The man's tongue lightly touched the hollow at the base of her throat before working up to her jaw and back to her ear. His tongue shot out, cock-hard, into the tiny cavity it found.
She gasped. The hot breath was making the already sensitive flesh even more responsive to his every touch. When that tongue lashed out and into her ear, she had to respond. Arching her back, she lifted both their weights upward. The sleeping bag kept her from turning over. She was pinned under him. She had to take whatever he dished out.
And the girl loved every second of that tongue lashing.
She managed to lift her legs on either side of his trim body. Raising her knees as much as possible, she was able to get her ass off the ground enough to cause his prick to nudge into her cuntlips.
She was already frothing over with her thick inner lubricating oils. Her cunt was hungering for cock. She had to have him. Everything he did to her was stimulating, exciting, arousing. And she had to have more. His huge prick splitting her apart was all that was left.
The coed had to have her professor fucking her so hard he threatened to split her apart all the way up to her chin. She was begging for it, her cunt demanded it. She was going to get it.
She got it.
His cockhead parted her labia and paused for a second just inside the humid chamber of her pussy. Then like a rocket sled on rails, he shot all the way into her belly. The friction of his cock against her softly folded cunt walls almost tipped her mind loose from sanity.
Her entire body came alive, more alive than it ever had been before. She groaned and managed, to gasp out, "Fuck me good, damn you! That's what I want. Your cock, your lovely fucking cock all the way up my twat!"
"And you've got it. God, but you're squeezing down harder now than you did this afternoon. And you were a Goddamn virgin then. Shit, you learn fast, girl. Maybe too damn fast. You're gonna rip my cock out by the roots!"
She could barely hear him. Her head was too twisted up by the wonderful sensations smashing into her body. The warmth of his twitching cock testing in her twat was filling her belly. The friction of the fucking was burning hot in her cunt and spreading throughout her hips and pelvis. The man's weight crushing her down into the soft down of the sleeping bag mashed her tits flat.
The tiny nipples were poking holes in his chest. They had to be. They were hard and jabbing into her chest. Excited blood pounded fiercely into her tits. She was positive those creamy globes of tit flesh would explode like overinflated balloons. But she was happy. He was fucking her. She had that long cock all to herself again. Let the other girls brag. She didn't have to. She had the real thing and knew it. They had to live in their dream worlds of huge cocks and men stuffing themselves into open mouths.
That was their dream world. It was her reality. She had all the hard, fucking-stiff cock she could handle. And it was driving hard all the way up into her belly at that instant.
She couldn't have asked for more.
"Isn't this something else?" he asked.
"You're something else! That cock of yours! Heaven, sheer heaven!"
"I meant fucking in the sleeping bag. It's sort of like being tied up, yet we've got some freedom to wiggle around. Like you're doing."
She was thrashing about in her ecstasy. Hips lifted off the ground in a vain attempt to get even more of his prick up her cunt. Her legs wrapped around his upper thighs. Her feet rested on the backs of the man's calves. She began rubbing the instep of her foot against his hairy legs, spurring him on.
The effort was wasted. He didn't need to be urged to fuck her harder. Her cunt was giving him the best loving he'd ever gotten.
Totally surrounded by the hot flesh of her twat, he drove in and out with powerful strokes. The flesh clawed and grabbed at him in a way that turned him on. Every single inch up and down her cunt clutched at him, willing him to stay buried balls deep.
His body told him to move, to stroke, to give her the fucking of her young life. Her cunt tried to imprison him. It took all the power locked up in his hips to pull free from her manhole. There was a lewd smacking noise as he broke the immense vacuum she was building up inside. That sound seemed to turn her into a sex-starved maniac.
Her fingers clawed at his back, leaving bloody tracks. Her hips wiggled and shoved down around his cock in wanton invitation for him to fuck her even harder than he was doing. And her legs tried to pull him powerfully into her cunt. Her entire body had transformed into one giant raw nerve begging for all the cock he could give.
"I can't stand it any longer, love. I gotta really fuck you now. My cock's going to pop if I don't. You've made my balls feel like a Goddamn pressure cooker."
He slammed powerfully into her. His crotch ground forcefully into hers. Her dark bush mingled with his as his hips rotated. He tried to drive the spike of his cock as deep into her willing cunt as possible. Not satisfied, lie shoved down with his knees and lifted her off her ass using only the cock buried inside her cunt.
She screamed and came. He'd penetrated her virgin-tight cunt as deeply as any man ever could. His cock had bounced off the softly padded neck of her deeply hidden cervix.
"Aaaaieeeee! It… it's alive inside me! Your cock, it's nice!"
Her entire body shivered and shook with orgasm. He held on to her, his hands under her armpits, palms resting on the tops of his shoulders. This was the only way he could get enough leverage to drive his cock all the way up into her juicy, tight, hot cunt.
The sleeping bag kept his ass from going too far up into the air. He had to use every available trick to keep himself inside her slippery pussy and to give them both the maximum pleasure from the fucking.
"Hang on, doll. I don't know how much more of your superheated twat I can take. My balls are about ready to explode."
"Fuck me harder," she moaned over and over. "Fuck me good!"
He was certain she was totally lost in lust. Her eyes were closed and the mask of fucking had settled over her face. She was lost to everything but his cock reaming out her cunt. He kept his body low in the sleeping bag to make certain his hairless chest was stimulating her boobs.
She gasped as he drove forward again. Their bodies were drenched with sweat. This lubricated their skin enough to let him slide across her tits. His chest pulled and stimulated her nipples. Her marshmallowy tits had been crushed flat since the fucking began but had been pushing her passions to ever higher levels by the motion against her rock-hard nipples.
This was all it took to get her off again. She sobbed, whimpered a little and then screeched out her lust.
His hot breath came into her face as he strained to fuck her even harder. Dimly, she appreciated this. But she was too lost in her own emotions to really do much about it. She felt his prick sailing in and out of her cunt. Trying to grip his cock with her youthful stomach muscles had failed.
Her own body had betrayed her. The flood of her cunt juices had made his prick simply too slick to hang on to for long. But she didn't stop trying. She was able to feel every contour of his cock when it was in her twat.
The big blue vein an the top pulsed and throbbed with life. The wrinkly skin rubbing her soft pussy walls as he pulled out made her feel as if he were pulling her guts out of her cunt hole with every downward stroke.
She loved it. She climaxed again.
This time, her entire cunt convulsively smashed down on the man's buried cock. He couldn't even free himself from the powerful contractions until her come had passed.
The squeezing on his cock was the last straw. It was all he needed, for his balls to erupt like a volcano. His white jism blew into her cunt and whitewashed her cunt walls.