she was a virgin and the pain of ripping through her cherry would make her scream. And that would get her father into the room on the double.
He licked across one of the fleshy mounds and slid down the slope to the deep canyon – his tongue slithering faster and faster, he found he couldn't get enough of the warm, pulsating flesh. He gobbled up all the tit he could, his teeth leaving ugly red marks.
She sobbed quietly, her cutie body shivering with the intense needs inside. The feel of his teeth raking across her soft skin turned her on more than she thought possible. She rubbed her snatch faster and faster on his leg now. She had to get off.
When he licked back across the nipple of her left tit, she came. Her body stiffened and she cried out. The heat from her cunt rose up through her belly and collided with the lances of desire passing down into her chest from her well-licked tits.
'Not so loud,' he cautioned.
She could barely hear. The roar of her pulse in her ears sounded like the ocean's surf. She panted and pressed even closer to her boyfriend. Everything he did turned her on more. The feel of his leg pressing hotly into her cunt, the demanding mouth working over her sensitive boobs, the way his hands stroked her belly, all made her a quivering lump of flesh.
'I'm gonna fuck those tits of yours. I have to. I just have to.'
She heard the words but didn't understand what he meant. The idea that he was going to fuck her filled her with momentary dread. In spite of the way she felt, she was frightened at the prospect of his cock driving in hard and fast past her pussy lips.
Then she saw what he was doing. He jerked down his zipper with savage glee. His prick sprang out as eager as a racehorse in the starting gate. She licked her lips at the sight of his gigantic cock. It pulsed visibly. The virile spike of cock moved closer to her trembling lips. Sticking out her tongue to touch it, she was disappointed. Her jerked back at the last instant.
'What's the matter? Don't you want me to suck you off?'
'Nope, I want to fuck those lovely tits of yours. I'm going to give them a treat like they've never had before.'
'F-fuck my t-tits?' she stuttered. She had never heard of such a thing. The redheaded girl didn't know if she wanted anything to do with that or not. But she had no choice. The youth's hands clamped firmly on the outer- slopes of her huge knockers and forced the nipples together again. A stab of joy went down into her chest. Every breath she took was of super-hot air now. She knew her lungs were on fire inside and she loved it. When he began rubbing one nipple against the other, she came again. By the time she drifted down from her sex-high, she realized the hot, hard thing poking into the other side of her tits was Michael's prick.
'What are you doing?' she demanded.
'I'm gonna fuck these tits like they've never been fucked before. Virgin tits, oh boy! I'm gonna fuck the living shit out of them!'
He shoved forward. She felt the thick head of his prick press hotly against her soft titflesh. His hooded pricktip moved swiftly along the artificial cunt he had formed between her boobs, then burst out on the far side. She saw the single eye of his prick poking out lustfully from the mountains of her tits.
Bending forward, she tried to lick and suck at the head of his cock. She craned her neck until the muscles protested but she couldn't quite reach his delightfully teasing cock.
'And back again through that warm, wet cunt made out of your tits!' he cried. His hips levered back and his cock vanished from sight. But she didn't care about that. She could feel it retreating. Every single inch of his prick aroused her more and more.
'Faster!' she sobbed. 'Burn up my tits with your cock. Make them come alive, totally alive with that sweet, fucking cock of yours!'
Her flesh trembled at the touch of his cock. She sobbed, her breath catching in her throat. It was as if she sucked in napalm. Her lungs were on fire – and so were her soft, delicately fleshed knockers. The friction from his rapid fucking quickly burned away the spit he had put on her. She felt his cock racing back through the tight channel of her titflesh.
Seeing the prick jutting out from the top of her tits made her come. The nearness of his cock throbbing with virile lust against her tits made her come. The feel of his balls banging against the other side of her tits made her come. Everything he did made her climax over and over.
Writhing in abject passion, she almost threw him off her belly. Almost. He hung on for dear life, his fingers leaving red streaks on the soft white of her jugs. He continued to fuck faster and faster. The marshmallowy flesh surrounding his rock-hard cock clung tenaciously to him. He ignored it. He fucked faster, the burning desire making it impossible for him to stop now.
The heat of the fucking lit the fuse. The feel of her softly squeezing titflesh caused the warmth to slowly seep down his prick. He felt as if he would explode when the heat reached his hyper-active balls. Already, they tumbled and lurched in the tight confines of his nut-sac. The lead-heavy jism had come to a boil and threatened to erupt at any second.
'Can't hold on much longer, Sheryle,' he grunted. 'Gotta fuck more. Just gotta. Oh, sweet Jesus, this is too fucking much for me!'
He arched his back, slamming his cock hard through the artificial cunt he had formed from her breasts. The sight of the aroused girl writhing under him was all he really needed to get off. His prick jerked hard once, then fountained out its creamy load of cum.
His first spurt spattered against the redhead's cheek. Her eager tongue tried to scoop it up. She failed. But she succeeded in getting the second hot spurt of cum to land on her tits. She slurped it up and bent her head forward. This time, she managed to get her lips wrapped around the end of his erupting prick.
Sucking for all she was worth, she tasted the acrid, tangy cum and this got her off again. Everything Michael did got her hot and excited – and at the brink of orgasm.
The taste of the cum was thrilling to her. She didn't think she could get enough. She sucked harder and harder on the purpled knob at the end of his prick. Her tongue drove mercilessly into the piss-slit in an attempt to get even more of the scrumptious man-seed.
His bucking cock pressed hotly into her agitated tits. She had felt her heart hammering fiercely throughout the tit fucking. She simply knew her tits would explode from having too much blood pounding into them. No such thing happened, even though her nipples were sore and sensitive to the touch.
The youth's hands kept her nipples firmly pressed together until the ice and iron grip of orgasm had released him. Weakly, he fell back on his heels, panting and wiping the sweat from his face.
'Shit, Sheryle, that was super. The best Goddamn fucking I ever had!'
She said nothing. The feel of his hands on her belly was enough for her – that and the taste of his cum and the throbbing tits and the urgent need in her cunt.
And her father had spanked her like a little girl! She'd shown him! This was living and he had been lying to her. She'd really show him she was a woman!
CHAPTER THREE
'We shouldn't be doing this, Sheryle,' said Michael, a little apprehensive about the cars zipping along the freeway so close to where they stood. 'I mean, God, running away from home like this is so childish.'
'I don't think so,' she said primly. She shifted her feet near the single suitcase she carried. It seemed such a pitiful amount to bring with her after the stuff she had in her bedroom back home.
She quickly changed that. It had been her home. No longer. She was tired of being treated like a small child. She was a woman and had a woman's needs. If her parents refused to let her fulfill them at home, then she would leave. Period. It seemed so simple when she and Michael had talked about it right after he had finished fucking her tits.
If he had been able to get it up again, she would have let him fuck her up her virgin cunt. She had been that hot. But the passion faded and she had begun scheming. Her mother and father demanded that she act like a
