'Don't be foolish, Noreen. I'm sure something quite as large has often passed that way.'
By now I was undoing her belt and easing her pants down to her knees. A moment more, and I was able to admire in their perfect nudity the hard-exercised young thighs and the well-made cheeks of Noreen's bottom.
'You have yourself to blame,' I said gently. 'By refusing the offer at first, you have earned second-best. Be a sensible girl and accept what must be. Perhaps you will then enjoy it more readily.'
I had no doubt that she was more than ready to accept the same tribute as her companion. But I vowed to myself she must not expect to refuse and demand so wilfully. My hands fondled her firmly feminine thighs for a moment. Then my fingers played capriciously with her nineteen-year-old seat, running over the cheeks and between them. She opened her legs a little.
'Do it this way.'
'Certainly not,' I said. 'Apart from the risk of what might follow, you have already refused that offer. I shall not ask again until your repentance is quite sure.'
Noreen's backside, though big-cheeked, was not flabby, yet there was a fatter softness just above her thighs. Pressing her pale buttocks apart with my hands, I pondered the tight inward dimple, so perfectly made. I stroked her seat-cheeks lightly.
'You're very well made for it in that area, aren't you, Noreen? I can scarcely believe this is the first tune.'
Opening a jar, I lubricated my fingers and vase-lined Noreen between her buttocks. Then, to her surprise I got up.
'Do it!' she said breathlessly, in her uneasy anticipation. 'Do it now!'
'Lie there like that and wait, Noreen. You'll be well rewarded when I'm ready. You must learn that such love- making as goes on in this room will last all night. I pity the man who marries you if he is only to get a few moments of quick frantic excitement and then no more.'
So I went across to Maggie, who lay facing us with her hands clasped between her legs. She was gently and wistfully playing with herself. I helped her to turn over so that I could then compare the young blonde's rear anatomy with that of her companion. Like Noreen, she shook back her fringe and watched me.
'Will you be ready for love's hammerhead to knock at so tight a portal, Maggie?' I asked gently. 'I wonder how you will respond when the time comes?'
You may easily imagine the response from Maggie, with her rather crude, hard features, her slack and sluttish manner. She shook her blond fringe again in order to turn her head farther and kiss the knob of my tool.
All this time, Noreen lay in rising apprehension at what was in store for her. 'Do it now,' she implored, trying to twist her rump round in our direction, 'please!'
Here was a change indeed! Like a schoolgirl who knows she must have the birch, Noreen could endure the ordeal itself more readily than the agony of waiting. She wanted it to happen so that it would be over. And yet she dreaded it happening at all!
Ignoring her, I allowed Maggie to close her mouth over the knob and its shaft, but I forbad her to do more for fear of precipitating a deluge. What a hardened young slut she is! Small wonder that the gentlemen who witnessed her setting out the harness display had been so entranced!
'Play with yourself at the same time, Maggie!' I said, teasingly, and the blonde girl obeyed at once.
It was some while before I went back to Noreen. Sitting down on the far side of the bed again, I touched her where she was so well prepared. 'Is that the worst of it, Noreen? Wondering what it will be like-Will you be hurt by it? Will you enjoy it? Will it disgust you or excite you? Perhaps all those things will happen-and perhaps not!'
I stretched myself out, covering her from the back so that I could adjust my knob to her tight rear dimple. I pressed apart the pale Amazonian cheeks of Noreen's bottom. Love's hammerhead knocked for admission in earnest, yet it was not easy at first to make headway. The knob would lodge in Noreen's anus and then find an invincible tightness.
'Open yourself for it, Noreen,' I said gently, 'or will nothing short of a good spanking put you in the mood?'
She hesitated then. Drawing back, I circled her waist with my left arm. My right hand fell in a series of explosive smacks on each of Noreen's bum-cheeks in turn. I gave her a dozen well-measured stingers on each. Though it was only with my hand, she was tensing and shifting her arse desperately by the end, drawing her breath in wild gasps.
'There are young ladies who cannot abandon themselves to their lovers without a tanning to drive the modesty from them, Noreen,' I said. 'Can that truly be the case with such a young trollop as you? Are you secretly eager for the prick while your heart demands the pretext of being whipped into submission?'
I made her keep her head turned so that I could admire her features and the dark fringe of her hair. I now kissed her on the mouth and touched the knob to the dimple again. This time I felt Noreen's arse-hole swell as if trying to open for me. My kiss upon her mouth muffled her shrillness as I went forward with all my resolve. The tight
buttonhole yielded and I passed through the exquisitely narrow portals to my great pleasure.
'The full length of it up your behind now, Noreen,' I said softly, and gave it her in one long steady plunge. With what alarm she cried out, feeling it so deeply, swearing that she could locate the sensation of the knob in her bellybutton.
'Turn over on your front a little more, Noreen,' I said, trying to reassure her. 'Let me slide a hand under your bare belly to support you there while I bugger you. Good. So responsive to the penis inside you? I believe you find some enjoyment in it already!'
Having turned her over a little, I found that Noreen wanted to arch her rump out more fully to ease the burden of the phallus. By good fortune, this enabled me to push even farther into her.
'Noreen, my love,' my lips touched her ear. 'Keep your face turned to me. That's better. Now join in the rhythm of delight.'
I pulled her singlet hem well up so that I could look down and watch my erection plunging in and out between the pale cheeks of her bottom, her rear muscle stretched round its hard circumference. I rode with a firm, slow thrust while she lay there, still and tense. As the minutes passed, however, the shape of the penis naturally began to stimulate certain excitements in her, however unhealthy they might have been. There was a certain slight muscular movement. I caught her eye at this.
'Still too timid, Noreen? Are you afraid that you might damage yourself if you give your feelings free play? I can promise you that you will enjoy it much more if you join in the dance!'
And so she did, her seat rising to meet my thrusts and then drawing away slightly at the withdrawal. She begged me for a libation to be poured out quickly. I felt her anus tighten in small exciting movements on my shaft.
'We must not hurry our pleasures, Noreen,' I said. Did I detect alarm or excitement in her brown eyes at this? After ten minutes I stilled her and made her lie quietly with my tool embedded while passion came off the boil. Then I allowed her to begin again. At last I could be denied no longer. For safety's sake I made her lie still and I steadied her with a hand each side of her hips.
'A vigorous finish now, Noreen,' I said, smiling at her and brushing her straight, dark hair back to see her face. She was lying with the edge of the pillow clenched between her teeth! With long strokes I began to pump and suck the narrow way of her behind with my tool. I pressed the pale mounds of her backside hard apart, so that I might plunge farther and make her feel the explosion of lust as deeply within her bottom as was possible. She caught her breath several times as I touched one area then another of profound sensitivity.
'Do you want to feel the sperm in your behind now, Noreen?'
She nodded her head vigorously, without releasing the pillow between her teeth.
'Very well, you young slut!' My own teeth were set now in my passion. 'The first squirt of it deep in your arse, Noreen! Ah! Does that make you quiver? Again! Noreen, my love! How I shall flood your young backside! There! And there! You young whore, Noreen! Delicious young whore! Ah! Tighten on the shaft again! Delectable! Noreen! Ah, Noreen! Noreen, darling!'
With passion spent, I allowed her gently to squeeze my tool from her bottom with slight muscular movements. Its weight lolled softly across her broad, pale seat-cheeks, leaving a final trail of passion. Then I lay there to recuperate.
I was busy with Maggie an hour later. This young, blond minx, with her firm stocky build, had quite enthralled me. Maggie was on her back, knees pulled up, legs wide, while I rode into her young cunt with renewed vigour.
