scream and her contorted face seemed to show pain and pleasure all at the same time.
His cock was on fire with the rising swell of fluid coming from his balls. Harder and harder he slammed his body against hers. His pubic hair nestled against hers as the hilt of his shaft pummeled her yielding, writhing body.
At the last second he jerked his painfully throbbing prick out of her juicy silt and sent cum squirting all up over her belly and right up to the fat bases of her bulging tilt In shock, she struggled and slithered away from him. She watched, fascinated, as the milky cream flooded her belly and breasts. Smiling, she took a great gob of it on her finger and licked it. She loved it and she smiled at him to tell him so. She scraped more from her tits and licked it from her fingers.
'Jesus, what a fuck,' he said, enraptured by her actions. Midge did things naturally that he had tried to get Beverly to do for years.
She moved back to him and took his cock into her mouth, squeezing the last drops of his cum into her throat.
'I love it. I love cock, and I love fucking,' she said, her mouth widening so she could take all of his softening prick into it. 'I don't ever want to stop fucking.'
Midge had become a woman. And for a woman with her body, her face, and her desires, there was no turning back. It had been good with her brother-in-law, but somehow, not good enough. Something had been lacking. Her first fuck only planted the seed of what was to come.
She yearned to accept the offerings she got from other men and boys. She had a new spring to her step, and a new arch to her body that seemed to throw her enormous tits outward toward anyone and everyone she met. She was, without totally realizing it, flaunting herself and her new sexuality to any and all who would pay attention.
But she continued to fuck only Bill, thinking that he would be the safe one, since he couldn't brag or say anything to anyone about what they were doing. Also she feared that if she spread her body around in such a small town, word would somehow get back to her father, and she feared his wrath and his hand more than anything else in the world.
It was six months later. The following month she missed the second and she became scared. She went to her mother and asked that she be taken for a check-up. But she didn't tell her mother why.
At first she was nervous, scared, and a little embarrassed when she found herself nude from the waist down, and her legs spread wide in front of Doctor Hall. He seemed too young to be a doctor with a wife and two children. Too young and too handsome.
When he first touched her she was tight. But he only had to probe for a few seconds before her cunt lips widened and her pussy walls grew slick and creamy with flowing juices.
He smiled up at her between her legs. 'That's it, Midge. Just relax.'
Relax, she thought. How could she relax, when the more he touched her the more her body became tense and strained with the need for a cock.
She groaned and rolled her eyes up into her head when he inserted his fingers into her cunt. She didn't see the look, exchanged by him and the nurse, a look that transmitted knowing between them. It was a look that said that the young girl's groan was one of pure passion and not pain.
She felt the hand leave her crotch. She opened her eyes. The nurse had left the room.
'Midge,' he said, his brow furrowed. 'How long has it been since you lost your virginity?'
Fear flooded her face and she started to sit up on the table. 'Listen, that's what I wanted to come here for… but my father..'
'Don't worry,' he smiled, 'I won't mention it to your parents.'
'About six months ago,' she said.
She thought she saw him smile, and the tone in his voice lightened. 'Well, you're not pregnant, Midge. I can tell you that. But if you must go on having relations, I think you should be taking something.'
'You mean you'll give me something?'
'If you want.'
Something snapped inside her. She did like him, felt confident with him, and sensed that somehow he was probably on her side, but through it all she still felt tense from his touch. Without meaning to she let it all come out in anger.
'How do you know how I feel?' she said. 'Didn't you see the way my pussy sucked at your hand? Don't you understand? I've only been fucked by one man but I want more. I want lots more.' Tears started to ooze out of the corners of her eyes in anguish. 'I can't help it. I dream about fucking, and cocks, all the time. I want it, and I need it.'
She expected a hot reprisal back from him but he only smiled. It was a nice warm smile. 'In that case,' he said, his eyes roaming over her partly clad body. 'I think I should give you a prescription for birth control pills.'
He moved around the table as he spoke, and stood next to her arm. 'You mean you're not going to preach at me?' she asked.
'No, quite the opposite,' he said. 'You are uncommonly developed for a girl your age. In fact, I've already talked with your mother about it. You see, she was the same way when she was your age.'
'She was?' Midge tried to remember her mother's body in the frumpy housedresses she wore, or in bed, naked, with her father. She couldn't.
'Yes, and she wants much more for you than she's gotten for herself.'
'I don't understand.'
'You will,' he smiled. It was a warm smile and it filled her with warmth. 'In the meantime, live your life and enjoy what's been given to you so much sooner than your sisters.'
So saying he reached over and smoothed a lock of her hair away from her forehead.
Instinctively, she reached up to grasp and squeeze his arm in friendship. The back of her hand brushed the front of his trousers. His cock was rock hard, extending in a bulging line clear up to his belt.
He seemed flustered at her discovery and tried to step backward. She grasped his cock and held him tightly.
'Lock the door!' she commanded.
'What?'
'Lock the door!'
He shook his head in wonderment but did as she asked. 'What is it, Midge?' he said, returning to the side of the table.
'Now drop your pants and your shorts! Let me see your cock.'
As if he were her puppet, pulled by strings which she manipulated, he did as she asked. At the same time she pulled her sweater up and undid her bra. Her huge tits leaped upward, their bulk heaving like ripe melons, the nipples already distended in passion.
'Midge… I,' he managed.
'Now, stand between my legs. Yes, like that. Now reach across my body and play with my tits while you shove your fuck pole up my cunt! I want your cock. I want every inch of it up my hot pussy. I want to be fucked. I mean, I want to be really fucked.'
He needed no further urging. His cock was rampant at the sound of her words and the subtle movements of her lovely body. Quickly, he placed the head of his cock where his fingers had already been. He thrust with a grunt and pleasure-filled moan. Ramming himself all the way into her hole, he began fucking her with all the strength in his body.
She moaned, groaned, and bucked beneath him, her ass mashing against the table with the thrill of a new and different cock inside her cunt. Her cunt was full of fat, jabbing meat and she loved it.
Her hips moved up and down in heaving rhythm to his hard jolting thrusts into her spongy wetness. The widening gash was lubricating freely as it took the full power of his cock's swollen length.
She began rotating her ass to hunch her cunt up in delicious wantonness. Her body arched sharply up to his lunging groin. Tremors leaped through the soft round slope of her belly as he slapped it repeatedly with his own.
She loved it, loved it even more than with Bill. She loved it because it was new, different, more dangerous, and more exciting.
