'No shit!'

'Please, Jack-' She reached up, and placing her hands on the side of his head with the fingers lacing together behind his neck, she pulled him toward her. 'Please be gentle with me-but please-fuck me, Jack- please.'

His lips moved closer to her own. They touched as she felt him pulling on his clothing. They were still kissing when she felt him position his hard young body between her spread legs. She reached down for the turgid shaft of his manhood and grasped it.

'Jesus!' she gasped. 'You're like a rock.'

He grunted.

'And so big!' Another wave of terror swept through her. She could never accommodate a masculine organ that huge! He would rupture her insides, break her vital organs-perhaps even kill her. She tried to squirm away but the pressure of his back and the demand of his muscular body were too much for her. She felt him getting closer. Her fingers gripped his hard flesh almost compulsively. She could not get away. She was going to die and she knew there was no way out.

She felt the first hard insistence of his hot flesh against her wet outer lips. It was amazing! The sensation of flesh against flesh ripped through her like a thousand volts of erotic electricity. Her fingers relaxed. She was powerless beneath him. His shaft was sinking into her wet flesh.

He filled her inch by slow inch and continued to slide deeper and deeper into her willing flesh. She waited tensely for the pain-the agony-the terrible rupture she felt sure was about to occur any second-yet all she could feel was the wonderful glory of his flesh sinking deeper and deeper into her without pain-indeed with a total pleasure. She lay back on the grass, legs spread wide, her sexual parts and her soul itself opened wide to his penetration.

It never seemed to stop, he was still sliding into her and yet there was still no pain. Indeed not until after she was totally, completely filled by his flesh, his hips pressed tight to her own, did she realize the supreme beauty of what she had been missing all her adult years.

'I-' she managed to gasp. 'I never knew-'

They were lying completely motionless now. His hard flesh plunged deeply into her body-her hips arched tightly against his, savoring the initial fulfillment of their union.

'Good, eh?' he said.

'Oh, Jack. You feel-you feel so…'

'Told you it wouldn't hurt, didn't I?'

'Yes… but… '

'And we haven't even started fucking yet!'

She started to speak, but was arrested by the sliding pressure of his hard organ. Slowly, he moved away from her and then drove the length of his shaft back into her hot flesh.

She tried to tell him in words of the sweet ecstasy she was experiencing, but she could not respond to the pleasure she was receiving with her voice-only with her own body. Her hips arched to meet his and swiveled to compound the pleasure she was feeling. She thrust with him, responding and rolling and churning her own body to meet his thrusts.

'Yeah,' she heard him say. 'Yeah… like that. Fuck like that!'

She clawed her long fingers into his madly thrashing buttocks now, pulling him to her and letting him pull away. She felt his scrotum slapping against her and reached down with her right hand to squeeze and stroke it.

'You do that… ' he gasped, 'and I'll shoot off… '

'Oh yes… ' She was almost blind with passion now. 'Yes… ' she gasped again. 'Do it… shoot off in me. I want to feel your hot juice!'

She kneaded and squeezed his scrotum, feeling the two gentle rocks of his testicles-feeling his thrusts become more impassioned within her eager flesh and his flesh become, if possible, even harder, even more demanding.

Then, from deep within herself, her body seemed to implode and explode at once. There was no warning. She felt the hard pulsating thrusts of his member In her vagina, the almost molten hot surge of his ejaculation searing through her as her own being seemed to be ripped apart into a million pulsating nerve endings, each experiencing the greatest of pleasures possible.

'I'm… oh, Jesus, Jack! I'm coming… ' she gasped.

He grunted spasmodically as he continued to thrust into her. It seemed that the jet of his semen would never stop. It felt like he was filling her with the hot juices of his passion to the point where she would literally float away on his ejaculation.

They thrust and writhed and twisted that way, grunting and turning and savoring each other's flesh, until, exhausted, they lay back on the grass.

Glendora could not control her breathing. An impossible thing had happened to her. She had never felt anything like it in her life. She felt guilty about being totally, absolutely satisfied at the same time that she wanted to do the same thing-experience the same thing again right away. She wanted his lips on her tingling, throbbing vagina again. She wanted his hard flesh plowing into her again, thrilling her, lifting her to the very heavens themselves.

How long she lay there, she could not be sure. But when she opened her eyes it was already dark. She was Sprawled on the grass, her skirt pulled above her, exposed groin, her panties still off and her chest bare. For a moment, she felt that he had deserted her. Almost in panic, she turned to her right. She expelled a sigh of relief to see him lying there beside her.

He smiled. 'You liked that, didn't you?'

'You'll never know how much.' She reached out and touched his hand with her own.

'You're much better than Sissy, you know.'

She felt like a teen-age girl who had just experienced her first introduction to any kind of sexual contact. 'I am?'

'Yeah.' He was still smiling. 'You know something?'

'What?'

'I guess it's instinct or something.'

'What?'

'Being able to fuck like that-to suck cock the way you did in the library.'

Suddenly, impulsively, she knew she didn't want to let him go. She had to be with him no matter what the cost, no matter what the risk.

Her hand squeezed his. 'Jack… ' She was almost begging.

'What?'

'I've got to have you again.'

'Now?'

'Now, tonight. Tomorrow. Any time.'

'I'm a very horny guy,' he said. 'I've never met one girl who could do the whole job.'

'Try me,' she whispered. 'If we don't get caught, we can fuck three or four times a day. After all there are only a couple more weeks to the end of the semester. You're on the special program anyway, just a brush-up course.'

'What the hell.' He rose to his feet and knelt beside her. 'I'm not about to give up the sweetest piece of ass I've ever had. Sure I'll go with you.'

'Okay,' she smiled. 'But first I want a little dessert!' She reached out as she had done in the library the night before and grasped his masculine member. She moved toward it holding it in her hand. 'You're soft,' she challenged. 'I thought you said you were horny.'

'Try me,' he said.

She smiled up to him. 'Beware a woman making up for lost time. I've got ten or twelve years of fucking and cocksucking to make up for.'

'Be my guest,' he insisted.

Glendora leaned forward and licked the flaccid end of his young member. She savored the joy of it for a

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