Michelle wanted to drop right through the floor and disappear. She'd never felt so embarrassed in her whole life. How, indeed, was she going to explain why she was spying on the guests and masturbating while she watched them? She could hardly tell the truth-that it had been exciting and fun.
"I, uh, accidentally walked into the next room," she said lamely, "and then I got to watching, and then I-well, I guess I just got carried away. I'm sorry, Mr. Benton, it won't happen again."
"You better believe it won't," said Benton. "It can't, because you're fired."
"Oh, NO," Michelle gasped.
She just couldn't lose that job. It was hard enough to find summer work in that small town, but very few jobs paid as well as this one. She needed to save her money so she could many Kurt. Mid how could she possibly explain to her parents how she'd lost her job?
"Oh, please, Mr. Benton," she begged, "give me another chance. After all, no harm was done. Nobody saw me except you."
Ray Benton studied the girl's stricken face and thoughtfully stoked his beard. "You're pretty desperate to keep this job, aren't you?" he said. "It must mean a lot to you, Michelle. Is that true?"
"Oh, yes," she said fervently. "I really need the money, Mr. Benton. If I don't save my money, I won t be able to get married next year."
"Then you'd do anything to keep this job?" Benton asked.
"Oh, yes, sir," Michelle blurted. "You just name it, and I'll do it."
There was a long silence while Benton studied her. Michelle wondered how a guy who probably wasn't thirty yet had come to be manager of the hotel and to have so many responsibilities. He must be very talented, very ruthless, or both. At last he moved closer to her, so close she could feel the warmth of his: body, and seemed to study her even more intently.
"According to your application, you're eighteen," he said. "I hope you didn't lie about that."
"Oh, no," said Michelle. "I can show you my birth certificate."
"I'll take your word for it," Benton said. "I just wanted to be sure." He trailed off and suddenly slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. Michelle, astonished, went stiff. Benton's hot fingers slid under her shirt and caressed the firm silky skin of her waist.
"So you'd do anything to keep this job?" he said with a slight smile. "All right, Michelle, I'll give you another chance. Let me make love to you-right here and now-and I'll forget what I saw this afternoon."
Michelle felt herself slowly reddening. My God, what a choice. She'd never thought about balling Ray Benton. The man she wanted to give her virginity to was Jay Sommers. And right now she wasn't so sure she wanted to ball anybody. She remembered the brutal pounding Jay had given Kristi's cunt. Oh, Christ, what was she going to do?
"Make up your mind, baby," Ray said impatiently. "I've got work to do."
"It's not easy to decide," Michelle said. "I'm a virgin, Mr. Benton."
He looked astonished. "You're kidding," he said "I didn't know there were any virgins loft in this country, at least over fourteen."
"Well, I am," Michelle said, her face red, "and I'd planned to stay that way till I got married-so it isn't easy to decide about your offer. But I really need this job." She begged shamelessly, hoping
he'd let her off with some easier punishment.
But the idea of her being a virgin only excited Ray Benton. "Far out," he chuckled. "Listen, you let me pop your cherry, honey, and you can spy on all the guests you want, provided you're careful, of course. Come on, we can go in here."
Before she could answer, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her after him. He opened an inner door of his office, which she'd thought was a closet, and led her into a small windowless room with a leather couch and a portable bar. He locked the door securely and started unknotting his necktie. He grinned eagerly at Michelle.
"Go ahead, baby, get undressed," he said.
Michelle swallowed hard. "Mr. Benton," she said nervously, "I really haven't made up my mind yet. Could you give me another day?"
"I could," he said, starting to unbutton his shin, "but I won't. I don't have to. I hold all the cards. So fuck me now or lose your job, kid. It's that simple."
Michelle started to cry quietly as she stepped out of her shoes. She wanted more time to think, but she knew she couldn't lose this job. Those five dollar tips from Jay Sommers were just the beginning and it was too late in the summer to find other work. She'd just have to let Ray Benton ball her. She had no choice.
"That's better," he said with satisfaction.
Michelle didn't have very many clothes to take off, so she dawdled and undressed as slowly as possible. She found herself curious to look at Ray Benton, too. After all, he was a pretty attractive guy. As he removed his shirt and t-shirt, she saw
that his chest was hard, tan and matted with golden-brown hairs. He was in good shape, his arms tautly muscled.
He slipped out of his pants and then his shorts, and Michelle was gawking again. Well-muscled tan legs, flat belly, a lean hard young body-Ray Benton looked as good as Jay, if not better. His whiskers made him look like a hippie, but he was clean and well-groomed.
And then there was his cock.
Michelle didn't realize she was licking her lips while she stared at his cock. He had a stiff hard-on, his prick standing right up and hugging his belly. His pale blue-veined cock was longer than Jay's or Kurt's, eight inches of thick rigid meat. The purple head looked huge to her virgin eyes, and it was dribbling little streams of juice.
It was too big, she was sure of that. It was going to hurt terribly to take that enormous hard cock into her tiny virgin cunt. She didn't want to do it, but how was she going to get out of it? Desperately she tried to think.
"Whenever you get through admiring my dick, you can finish taking your clothes off," Ray said dryly.
Michelle blushed scarlet. She'd had no idea she was staring so hard and obviously. She quickly pulled her t-shirt off over her head, tousling her thick straight blonde hair. Ray looked at her grapefruit-size jugs and murmured his approval. His cock gave a horny lurch and spewed out more sticky cream.
"Nice," he said, "very nice. Now the rest of your clothes honey and don't take all day. It's
been years since I balled a virgin, and I'm a little impatient."
Michelle shuddered. She tried not to think of his stiffly erect cock, the biggest cock she'd ever seen, pressing cruelly into her untried cunt. It was going to hurt like hell-it Had to. But she'd made up her mind to go through with it. She had to keep her job. Trembling nervously she unzipped her shorts and drew them down.
"Now your panties," Ray said, watching her eagerly.
Michelle blushed continually as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly drew the garment down. Ray's eyes followed her progress, and when her little blonde muff was exposed, he moaned softly and drew closer to her. She almost tripped stepping out of her panties, she was so nervous.
"Come on over to the couch, doll," he said, taking her hand.
Michelle followed him, but she felt no excitement over the fact that she was about to have her very first fuck. She felt like crying, in fact. Ray Benton was NOT the man she wanted to take her virginity. She wanted Jay Sommers-or even good old familiar Kurt-but not this bearded stranger. Oh, damn it all, how had she gotten herself into such a mess?
"Jesus, you're beautiful," Ray murmured as he eased her down on her back.
She was, too, tall and slim and golden, her skin satiny and flawless. Her plump round tits stood straight up, the nipples taut and pink. Her small triangular bush glistened. Ray could hardly decide
where to touch her first, since he wanted to touch her all over. His eager prick drooled a big glob of juice that dropped onto Michelle's thigh. She squeaked and flinched.
"Hey, take it easy, honey," he laughed. "I'm not Jack the Ripper. I'm not gonna hurt you."
"Oh, yes you are," Michelle wailed, suddenly bunting into tears. "I'm a virgin-it HAS to hurt."
"Oh, I get it," Ray said. "Yeah, I see what's worrying you. Well, listen, sweetheart, even THAT doesn't have to hurt. Take my word for it. Only some kind of clod would just jump on you and stick it in. I'm gonna get you hot first, get you good and ready. Then it won't hurt, I promise."
Michelle didn't believe him, but she stopped crying, not wanting to make him angry. She was in enough trouble already. But silently she wondered how in hell she could take a cock that size and not feel pain. It was impossible. She'd just better resign herself to the pain, get it over with.
"Open your legs for me, baby," Ray said huskily.
Michelle obeyed, bracing herself for the pain. He'd said he wouldn't just jump on her and stick his cock in her, but there he was crawling between her thighs, his big stiff prick drooling and ready. He eyed her pretty pink slit and licked his lips in horny anticipation.
"Now just relax," he crooned. "This is gonna feel real good, Michelle, I promise. You'll really dig it."
Like hell, she thought.
She dosed her eyes and waited for the, pain to hit. First she felt a tickling sensation between her
thighs, and then he was using his fingers to part the golden-furred lips of her mons. She felt the cool air of the roam on her tiny tender clit. Then abruptly she felt something slick and hot and wet tickling her clit and dizzying pleasure washed over her.
"Oooooooo" Michelle squealed.
She heard Ray chuckle, and then the incredible pleasure continued, a wet warm lapping sensation all around her clit that somehow melted her whole body and made her moan for more. She hadn't know such physical ecstasy existed. She began to cream helplessly, her suddenly aroused cunt releasing a hot flood of juice.
"Ahbhhhh," Michelle moaned, "ahhhh, God, ahhhhh!"
She'd been holding her legs open grudgingly, only as wide as Ray had pushed them, but now she let them fall much farther apart. She opened her pussy wantonly to him, and the stunning pleasure in her clit increased. The slick wet thing flicked faster and faster on her aroused joy button, and she moaned hoarsely.
"Ohhhh, God, don't stop," she whined. "Ohhhh, it's good."
Well, he'd promised it wouldn't hurt-but this just couldn't be fucking. No way fucking wouldn't hurt at least a little. Michelle opened her eyes at last, curiosity overcoming her embarrassment. She looked down and saw that Ray wasn't fucking her at all-he was going down on her.
She blushed with pleasure and excitement. She'd really looked forward to getting her pussy eaten, and it was even better thaw she'd dreamed. She watched Ray's tongue, red and wet and gleaming,
as it flicked and lashed her tiny red clit. Christ, yes, she enjoyed that She'd have been happy to get her clit licked all night.
As she watched, Ray snuggled even deeper into her crotch and then pressed his lips against her moist erect clit. He somehow drew the tiny hot organ between his moist lips and began to suck on it. Michelle nearly rose through the roof, the pleasure was so intense.
"Eeeeeeee," she screeched.
She couldn't help that loud shrill exclamation of joy, and she was glad to note that the little room had sound-proofing tiles on the walls and ceiling. Good idea, because she knew she'd have to go on screaming and howling with pleasure as long as Ray sucked her clit. The licking had been fantastically good, but the sucking was even better.
"ohhhhh" she wailed, "so good. Yes, yes, eat mee!"
She was creaming uncontrollably by now, floods of hot steamy cunt juice running out to wet Ray's face and puddle on the couch. She couldn't stop that any more than she could stop the horny writhing of her body or the rosy flush of arousal that was spreading all over her silky skin. Ray hadn't lied to her in one respect-he was really getting her hot and ready.
He reached out blindly and found her legs and pushed them back till her knees bent. Michelle cooperated, bringing her knees back till they touched her tits. She was sure he had some other delicious surprise for her-and she was right. She felt his hair and beard tickling her inner thighs as he burrowed even deeper into her crotch, and then
a sudden devastating pleasure.
The most stunning pleasure she'd ever felt in her life-because Ray was working his thick wet tongue right into her cunt.
"0000000," Michelle wailed.
She arched her body upward to take it, wanting that slick hot thing just as deep as possible in her horny little hole. She'd had no idea that anything would feel good in there, but his tongue sure as hell did. She whined and creamed and moaned, while Ray panted and thrust-but he couldn't get his tongue in as deep as she wanted. Her hymen, a tough virgin barrier, stopped him after only an inch.
"We're gonna have to get rid of that thing," he sighed, raising his cream-soaked face from her pussy.
Michelle shuddered. She knew it would hurt terribly when he finally used his steel-hard prick to break through her hymen, but at least she felt more ready now. Ray's expert pussy eating had been a big help. In fact she had to admit to herself that she was ready to ball. She was so aroused, so hotly horny, that the prospect of pain didn't bother her any more.
Ray used the back of his hand to wipe her steamy juice from his face, and then, kneeling between her wantonly-spread thighs, he got a mischievous grin on his face. He seized her hand and brought it down to touch his fiercely erect cock. Michelle blushed but allowed him to rub her hand up and down the thick pulsing stalk of his prick.
"Hey, virgin," he laughed, "you ever touched
one of these things before?"
"Just once," Michelle admitted. "My fianc, got me to jack him off."
"Kid stuff," said Ray, "but it's kinda fun for openers. So you touched his cock, huh? Did you taste it?"
"No," Michelle gasped, blushing hard.
"Hey, honey, it ain't no sin," Ray laughed. "It's a far out thing to do, and I think you'd dig it. How about giving it a try?"
Michelle looked at his drooling pale cock as it fiercely hugged his belly, and she thought about all the cock-tasting and prick-sucking she'd been watching lately, and about how she'd wanted to fry it for herself. Well, why not? Ray's cock was as attractive as any she'd seen.
"All right," she said shyly. "What do I do?"
Ray grinned and rolled over onto his back, his swollen meat sticking up in the air and wagging lazily.
"You just bend over me and taste," he said. "There's no special way. Just do whatever turns you on and whatever makes me feel good."
Michelle nodded, but she still felt clumsy and amateurish as she recalled the expert performances she'd seen by Kristi and Nadine. Oh, well, you had to learn sometime. She knelt beside Ray and used one trembling hand to hold his wagging cock still, curling her ringers around the thick bard base. She bent down till the oozing purple head of his prick was just half an inch from her lips.
"Go ahead, baby, have a taste," Ray said eagerly. "It won't bite-got no teeth."
Michelle gingerly stuck out her little pink tongue
and touched just the very tip to the creaming mouth of his cock. Immediately she liked the salty taste of his juice, and she thrust her tongue tip eagerly into the oozing hole, lapping it all up. She ran her slick wet shining tongue tip around and around the sensitive head of his cock.
"Ohhhh, yeah, that's the way, baby," Ray moaned. "Hey, you catch on fast."
There was nothing for her to "catch on" to, really. She was just doing whatever excited her. She found she really liked the sensation of licking his cock, running her tongue around and up and down the warm silky meat. She tongued rapidly down the fat pale stalk clear to his nest of golden-brown pubic hairs and then back up again to the big knobby purple head. It was fun-and very arousing.
Ray like it, too, quite obviously. He lay back with his eyes rolling wildly, a horny grin twisting his face, and he panted and moaned as she mouthed and tongued his prick. More and more steamy juice bubbled from his engorged cock-head, and Michelle found herself drooling as she lapped it up.
"Ummmm," she murmured, "Ummmmm."
Ray lay there and just watched her for a few minutes while she experimented, while she ran her tongue all over a cock for the very first time. Then while she was rimming the squirting mouth of his cock, he gently pressed down o~ her head, indicating that he wanted to be inside her mouth.
"Suck it a little, okay honey?" he said hoarsely. "Take it in your mouth."
Michelle felt a big rush of saliva at the very
thought of taking a cock into her mouth. She was more than ready. She grinned wickedly at Ray and then popped the fat wet head of his dick between her pink-glossed lips. She rapidly stuffed half his erect prick into her mouth, and Ray gave a yelp of surprise and pleasure.
"Awwwww, yeah," he wailed, "that's it, baby. Oh, yeah, suck my dick!"
Michelle obliged instantly, sucking fast and strong on his tasty meat. Somehow she'd known she was going to dig cock-eating, and she sure hadn't been wrong. She got very excited having that fat sausage-like cock in her mouth, sucking on it and tasting it. Her pussy creamed heavily as she sucked.
"Oh, Jesus," Ray moaned, "out of sight."
She tried feeding even more of his silky hot prick into her mouth, but it was no go-she'd have to open her throat, the way Kristi did with Jay, and she wasn't ready for that yet. After all, she was still learning. She contented herself with sucking on his fat cock-head like a kid with a lollipop, making loud wet slurping noises.
"Oh, Jesus, that's great," Ray sighed, "but you better quit now, honey. I wanta save that hard-on."
For just a fleeting second Michelle was tempted to go on sucking his cock till he came in her mouth, but she knew he'd be angry. He had his heart set on busting her cherry. Personally she wasn't looking forward to that part, but she had to cooperate. He held her future in his hands.
With a sigh Michelle let his spit-soaked prick slip from her mouth. It looked enormous to her,
especially when Ray impatiently rolled her over onto her back, and quickly crawled between her legs. He seized his engorged dick and gingerly bent it down till the fat hard head touched her creamy pussy. He rubbed the big head back and forth over her slit, spreading his cock-juice around.
"Take it easy," he chanted, "just take it easy. I'm gonna be as gentle as I can, honey."
Michelle had already resigned herself to the pain, so she just lay back and waited to get it over with. Ray was trembling with anticipation as he let himself down on her and wedged the huge hard head of his cock into the tiny slick mouth of her virgin cunt.
"Okay," he whispered, "here we go."
Michelle felt great pressure as he started pushing into her. She was sure her delicate pussy lips would split, but it was nothing compared to the fright she felt when his thick hard meat came up against the taut barrier of her hymen. He was going to have to break through it, and there was no way in the world it wasn't going to hurt. She gritted her teeth.
"Owwwwww," Michelle wailed as Ray gave one brutal shove and broke her hymen.
Suddenly she was stuffed with cock, his thick prick slicing all the way to her womb. Her poor tight little box was stretched almost to bursting with his swollen meat. She whimpered with fright as Ray gently kissed her. He held quite still till she wasn't shaking any more.
"Hey, tell me the truth," he said. "Does it really hurt now?"
She thought about it for a moment and then shook her head. The real pain was over now that
her hymen was broken. In fact it was kind of exciting to feel Ray's thick throbbing meat inside her cunt, completely stuffing her. He began to fuck her gently, moving his long cock slowly in and out of her tight slick twat, and she felt the first fluttering pleasure.
"That feel okay, baby?" he asked.
"Ummm-hnimm," Michelle muttered. "You could do it a little faster, Ray."
In a moment it felt more than just okay. It felt wildly good. Michelle very quickly learned to love the deep hard thrusts of his cock, learned to move her greedy little pussy in time to his strokes. Her aroused twat seemed to burn and glow with need as he fucked her closer and closer to a much-needed climax. Soon she was moaning steadily, unable to stop.
"Yes, yes, YES"' she whined, "ball mee."
Ray chuckled. "You bet I will, doll," he panted.
Then she was coming, her slim body rocking so violently that Ray had to cling tightly to her in order not to be dislodged. Dizzy pleasure carried her away for a long delicious time, and she screamed again and again. Her tight little teenage cunt contacted around Ray's deeply-thrust cock, and he gave a yelp of pleasure and started to come, too.
"Ohhh, Christ," he moaned, "ohhhhh! Can't hold out!"
"Ohhhhhh," Michelle wailed, "My God!"
Afterwards she just lay back and sighed for a long time, Ray's wet limp prick still inside her. She had to laugh at herself for being afraid of fucking, for having waited so long. It was heavenly, the
greatest pleasure in the world. She should have lost her cherry years ago.
One thing was for sure-nothing was going to stop her now. Whenever she felt like fucking, she was going to do it. No more silly moral scruples for her.