Jack was starved for everything.
After he fucked her, they lay close together on her large double bed, nude. He told her how his stepfather had been brought up in some sort of a strange cult Gerta had never heard of.
The bastard had married his widowed mother five years ago. From that day on, his life and his alder sister's had gone down hill.
So, a week ago he split, finding food in garbage pails, sleeping in haylofts, cornfields, doorways, wherever.
A few days ago he spotted Gerta undressing, her shades open. He had crept up her porch roof and watched. He kept a watchful eye on her coming and going. He told her how nice his prick felt when he saw her undress. He even saw Frankie fuck her last night!
After he finished, Gerta cradled him in her arms, her big bare tits crushed between them. She smothered his forehead with kisses.
"Honey," she told him. "From now on, your life is going to change, I'll see to that."
The naked blonde, who had pissed in the john when Gerta had bathed Jack, staggered into the room – this time with Frankie on her arm.
"Me you two finished in here?" Frankie asked, an asshole grin on his face. "We need someplace to fuck, don't we, sugar?"
Frankie glanced at the big bosomed blonde, who was obviously drunk.
Gerta looked at the pair in a scowling manner. "You sure have changed, you bastard. What that poor girl needs is a good night's sleep – not a fucking piece of ass!"
Frankie thumbed his nose at her. "Any port in a storm, sweetheart."
Infuriated, Gerta took Jack's hand. "Come on, honey! This cock-sucker revolts the shit out of me. Let's go over to Aunt Clara's where we can talk."
Naked, she and Jack crept down the stairway. The house was filled with bouncing, naked teenager dancing together, beer cans and stale pizza plates were everywhere. Rachel and Aunt Clara was huddled in the kitchen, nude – each with a hand around some boy's cock.
She didn't want Jack in the hands of some drunken whores.
"Aunt Clara has a collection of the best X-rated movies in town," she told the starry-eyed Jack as they entered the house next door.
As his first treat, she took his hand and led him into the living room. She tuned on the television. From her aunt's collection of video tapes, she chose one of her favorites, the one where a handsome Arab sheik roamed the desert fucking every cunt he came across.
She lay down next to Jack, her head on his lap, smelling her pussy juice wafting up from his recently fucked cock, sexy, pungent. His cock-shaft smelled wonderful, mixed with his strong prick odor. She took a deep breath and inhaled the spicy scent.
On the television screen, the handsome sheik had just begun fucking his third cunt, a beautiful harem girl, with tits the size of ripe watermelons.
Gerta felt Jack's prick swell with the start of a hard-on, as it poked its way up, under her head. Warm gooey syrup dribbled down the back of her neck as the tip of his prick drooled constantly.
"This is a hell of a lot better, isn't it, honey?" Jack chuckled, and her cunt began to itch, as his hand encircled her tit.
She turned her head and looked up at his face. His deep brown eyes were glued to the TV, enraptured, as he saw a close-up of the sheik's huge fucking prick as it fucked the virgin's pussy.
All in glorious, lucid color.
Jack's fingers pinched her swollen nipple as the sheik's powerful prick plunged to his bulging balls inside the woman's tight pussy. He gasped as the thick prick ruptured the maiden's cherry, and emerged covered with cherry-red blood.
"Did your cunt bleed like that when you cherried yourself the first time, Gerta?" Jack asked.
"Shit no, honey. Just a few drops that stained the sheet when I got up the next morning. Movies exaggerate."
Jack lowered his hand to Gerta's ass. He found the brown button between her pink asscheeks, and his fingers pressed gently on the pink entrance to her shit-tract.
Gerta made spiraling motions with her head, grinding it down harder with each turn upon his prick which had now grown bits full stiffness.
His finger entered her shit-hole and plunged deep inside her bowels. She contracted her asswalls, making an attempt to shit the finger out.
The harder she tried to expel the wiggling finger, the better it felt. She squeezed until her eyes began to bulge.
Her fuck-silt was dripping thick gobs of honey, and Jack's dripping prick had flooded the nape of her neck with a thick layer of slime. She could feel it matting her hair.
"Oh, honey," she moaned. "I hate to tear you away from the movie. But I've got to be fucked again!"
"How about you getting on top here on the couch? That way I can fuck and watch television at the same time."
"I don't give a shit how we do it, as long as I get your fuckin' prick inside me!"
Gerta stood up, while Jack stretched himself out on the green sofa, his eyes still watching the sheik ass-fuck another eager, big-tilted, young virgin.
Jack's stiff boner stood up at rigid attention as Gerta straddled his thin body. She lowered herself upon his prick, her hand guiding his swollen prick into her aching cunt. Once entered, she rammed her body down, impaling his cock up her cunt until she felt his balls nestle snugly within the crack of her ass.
She looked down at his face, his eyes still watching the sheik fuck the maiden's shitter.
"Now you hold your load until I'm ready to come, honey. I want to go over, too!"
For a moment she just sat there, squirming her cunt around in tight little circles, feeling his cock tickle her itchy clit.
Then, slowly she lifted her ass upward, feeling his hard prickhead graze along her hot cunt as she withdrew herself from his throbbing prick.
Without warning, she plunged downward again, her ass making a loud slapping noise as she slammed to Jack's balls.
"Christ, Gerta, that feels good!"
She repeated the motion, over and over, her pace increasing with each stroke, her tits jiggling up and down in time with her rhythm.
Each time her bare ass slapped Jack's balls, her hot cunt squished as his prick forced the sugary fluids from her dripping-wet pussy.
Her body trembled all over. Her heart pounded in her chest. She could feel her climax nearing. She screamed. "Come, you mother-fucking son-of-a-bitching whore's asshole! I'm ready!"
Jack didn't need the prompting. The slick was about to ejaculate his load into the maiden, and with a screech that matched Gerta's, Jack exploded hot cum into Gerta's waiting belly that made her body twitch.
"Oooooooh, Jack! How you do fuck!" She jammed her toes into the sofa-cushion and pushed her cunt tight against Jack's humping fucker, as her cunt came in pulsing squirts.
She felt Jack's hot load pound into her womb like a gusher of boiling hot water, the tip of his boner pulsing with every shot.
"Oh, honey, more! Shoot all your fuckin' nuts cave in. More! More! More! I love it!"
Finally, he gave her the last drop of his cream. His body went limp. "Whatta fuck! I'm pooped!"
After it was all over, and, Jack had settled down to watch another video tape, Gerta leaned down and kissed him.
"Honey," she told him. "I'm going into Rachel's bedroom to get some rest. Call me if you need anything."
Later, the house was dark when she had awakened. In the living room, she found Jack still watching handsome hard pricks fucking beautiful big-titted broads.
She saw Jack's fucker just as hard as it was, when she went for her nap.
"Want another fuck?" she asked, patting the hardened shaft.
"Would you give me a blow job, instead?"
"Mmmmm! I think I'd like that myself. I love to eat young cock!"
She stooped down in front of him on the sofa as he threw both of his scrawny legs over her shoulders, his groin totally exposed, his swollen prick inches from her face. She took his balls into her hand and massaged them.
His balls were covered with light peach fuzz. His groin area reeked of her pussy juices since he hadn't bathed since the two pieces of ass she had given him so far.
She stuffed both balls into her mouth and sucked softly, keeping the tip of her tongue busy caressing each one alternately, sucking for a while, then licking – sucking – licking.
Her finger meanwhile found the tender nerve at the base of his prick.
He moaned with pleasure.
She lowered her mouth over the tip of his ruby-red prick and tickled the head with her tongue. The cockshaft trembled in her hand. She took the sticky prick into her mouth, and guided the log of cock down her throat, deep-throating him, right down to his balls.
Her mouth made sloppy noises as his cock juices collected around her lips when she moved her head up and down.
His body tensed, and his hands clutched the armrest for support.
In a few minutes, she felt his cock-shaft tense and a spasm of hot cum splashed against her tonsils. She gulped it down her throat quickly, getting ready for the next.
He cried out in ecstasy as the second blast of hot lava shot from the tip of his prick and down Gerta's wailing throat.
Gerta managed to keep every hot, tasty drop from escaping the confines of her throat, even the third jolt.
When she sensed his prick growing limp, she carefully slipped the shaft from her mouth, squeezing her fingers around its girth and forcing the cock-juice out.
She licked the head clean, then looked up at Jack. "Come on, honey. Let's get some sleep."
"Later, Gerta. You go ahead. I'll be therein a minute."
But, hours later he was still up when she entered the living room, his eyes glued to the TV, his stiff, hard prick in his hand.
He was still bare-assed and horny. "Good Lord!" she scolded him. "Aren't you in bed yet?"
Embarrassed, he smiled. "I've been waiting up for you, Gerta. I got a hard-on."
"So I noticed! You had one on ever since I wrestled you through my bedroom window this afternoon."
"It won't stay soft."
"Well jerk it off, kid. I'm tired."
"Please!" he begged. "Just let me fuck you one more time tonight?"
She sighed deeply, then gave him a warm smile. "I'll help you get your nuts off, honey, but no more ass tonight!"
"Blow me again?"
"No! My mouth is sore. A hand job. That's it!"
"Shit! I could do that myself."
"So?"
"Okay." His face spilt into a wide grin. "You do it then."
Gerta glanced over to his erection and giggled. "Jack, at the rate you're going, you'll have that fucker worn down to your friggin' balls."
His brown eyes sparkled. "Gerta, I can hardly wait."
She reached over and stroked the shaft with her fingers. "I'll bet your hunk of meat grew an inch longer today!"
"I heard cunt-juice does that to a cock."
"And I heard that cock-juice makes a woman's tits grow. When I jerk you off, you can shoot your load on my tits and I'll massage it in."
"It's a deal," he said. "I love big-titted women."
His hand moved down to her cunt. "Now, honey," she smiled. "Let's get into bed and I'll take care of your hard-on so we both can get some sleep!"
Jack sprawled his thin body across the bed, his rock-hard cockshaft throbbing. His hands shot between his legs and he began to play with himself, kneading his balls.
Gerta stretched her body next to him and smiled. She saw the naked yearning on his fact.
She cupped her hand around his prick and began to stroke his cock.
He sighed as her soft palms ran up and down his big, swollen fucker, her fingers clamped tight.
His piss-hole began to dribble a gooey, musky wetness. His hips began to hump in time to her thrusts. His eyes narrowed to tiny silts, then closed.
Gerta increased her tempo. Faster and faster her hand moved along his cock. His lips parted in a smile, and he moaned with pleasure.
Gerta chuckled. "This is fun! Your eyes are [missing text]."
She raised her right tit and wiggled her nipple across his lips, his nose, while beating his meat – her hand never losing a stroke.
Bright clear wetness glistened on his cockhead, her agile fingers were soaked with his dew.
She swayed her upper body and slid her nipple between his lips. His mouth opened and trapped it. He clamped his lips shut and sucked.
She stroked his beet-red cheeks, his dark brown hair, his jutting jaw. His brow was clammy with sweat, hot.
She never felt more happy in her life. Her tired body relaxed with a deep contentment. Jack was just what she needed. Someone to love! Someone to care for!
Gerta jerked him harder, faster. Suddenly, Jack's hips humped more wildly, more intensely. He spat out Gerta's tit. "Gerta! I'm going to get my nuts off!"
Quickly, she lowered her tits and aimed the tip of his cock at her bosom as his prick quivered and a stream of fiery hot cock-juice pounded against her chest.
"Don't hold back, honey! Let loose!" His prick throbbed. Stream after stream of white cream hit her tits. It puddled into the valley between, rolled down the sides of her tits. She moved his cock so that both tits were flooded with his creamy cum.
"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" he moaned.
Then his body went limp. His eyes were glazed.
Gerta leaned down and took the still-stiff cock in her mouth and started sucking. His cock was twitching, dripping sticky cum.
She lapped it clean, every drop. Then she began to massage his slimy juices into her tits.
"If cum-juice makes tits grow…" she giggled "…I'm going to have the biggest knockers in town!"
"And Gerta," Jack laughed, "I promise that I'll stick round until you do. Can you imagine the fun we'll have?"
And, as far as she was concerned, Frankie could take his drunken blonde home. She had found her Prince Charming and plenty of fucking.