now!' Her plea almost incoherent, passionate mumbling was growing increasingly intense and desperate.
He waited till she was nearly screaming with desire. Then, he moved.
Raising himself over her, he put his knees between her wide-flung legs. He reached down between them to take his throbbing dick in his fingers, meaning to guide it to the sticky wetness of her entrance-and found her fingers already there.
'It's so big,' she said with wide-eyed wonder. 'Please be gentle.'
'Just relax,' he crooned with practiced smoothness. 'Just relax and don't worry. I'll take it easy with your sweet little cunt,'
He gently lined up his rigid bar of flesh with her wet, hungry twat and pressed it down and forward a bit. Nickie gasped as the swollen head slipped into the entrance of her slippery chamber. The stretching was greater than anything she hid ever known before. It hurt just a little-and even that touch of pain enhanced her pleasure.
With a conscious effort, Nickie forced herself to relax and the head slipped completely inside of her quim.
Bob was breathing rapidly, hard-pressed to control himself. He'd never experienced anything as tight and clinging and milking as Nickie's nearly virgin little cunt. The muscle at the lips was gripping his cock like a tightly drawn noose in the flange just behind the head and it almost seemed as if her delightful pussy was sucking on his dick. The slippery, hot walls of her glove-tight vagina pressed down with anguishing pleasure on him.
He pressed forward and down still further. Nickie moaned, half-screamed deep down in her throat at the massive cock ploughing into her. For a moment, a fear tugged at her: that its girth would tear her, do her injury. But then she relaxed in the somehow secure if unbiased knowledge that she could accept more rigid, much larger, much longer cocks than even Bob's. It was a certain knowledge, an almost instinctive awareness within her.
She took a deep breath; again forcing her over-taut muscles to relent from their tension. She heaved her slim, childish hips up at her young fucker. Bit by bit, she was absorbing that fleshy rod.
With thumb and forefinger, her small hand traced his cock as it slid into her. Even as she felt it moving farther and farther into her, she shuddered at how her tiny, bearded little cunt mouth accommodated his sex engine.
And then, with a final thrust, it was completely buried within her. Bob just lay there over her and breathed heavily for a long moment while her cunt accustomed itself to the thickness of the penis crammed into her.
Finally, Bob began to move. At first in small, care-fully parceled strokes, by fractions of an inch, testing and tentative as if uncertain as to her ability to handle his thick dick.
But beneath him, Nickie could feel her small cunt becoming more lubricated. The thorns of pain became rosebuds of pleasure blossoming inside her. He increased the length and speed of his movements. Nickie answered with greedy thrusts of her own girlish hips.
Her arms flung wide on the bed end her small hands began gripping the sheets and knotting them with maniacal strength as the huge rain worked marvelously in and out, stretching her mint with each thrust.
Her quim would relinquish the blood-gorged bar of flesh only to suck it, devouringly, hungrily back inside with the down plunge.
Then, without conscious awareness, she brought her legs up around the small of his back, clutching his powerful form to her. Her heels prodded each thrust of his dick more hotly into her slick oven. She brought her arms up around his broad back and her nails raked at his flesh.
But Bob didn't notice it. Her heels slipped down and began digging into his muscular buttocks, urging him with almost ferocious desire to slam his prick into her harder and-deeper with each power-packed thrust. He felt her cunt gripping him and knew that his explosion of jissum wasn't far off.
But he was determined to hold off until the sweet girl-child came to a shattering climax of her own-because he knew that once she had that, she'd do anything he wanted.
He bit the inside of his lip, bit it hard until he tasted blood, using the pain to help control the fiery surging in his overheated balls.
Nickie thrashed wildly beneath him, all sinuous, sweat-slicked passion, sliding below him, bouncing up to meet his every thrust. Her buttocks clenched, jolting her harder at every heave of his massive penis within her.
Frantically, she powered herself up at him. At last, with her hips jerking almost uncontrollably up at him with almost painful force, she began gasping and groaning.
'Oh! I-I'm g-going to c-come, I'm going to come!' She husked the words out as if they were driven from her. Already, her vagina was beginning its powerful orgasmic contractions on the boy's penis.
And then it was on her.
The rush of her coming hit her full force. Nickie slammed her slender body up to meet his, thrusting hard and fast towards his pile-driving dick. With an almost preternatural awareness, she could feel every detail, every vein and ridge in his rigid prick within her. She had Just begun to come down off her first peak-when the explosion of her second coming hit her with unexpected force and suddenness.
It caught Bob by surprise as well. Lisa did that from time to time, but with this-this child-he strove all the harder to master her violent heavings.
But then Bob felt the seed tearing through him, boiling up out of his burning balls. The thick come rushed up through his cock, spurting out from his dick into her just as she began to slip back from the peak of her second orgasm.
Nickie, incredibly, could actually feel those hot jets striking home inside her. They splattered against the walls of her mint, splashed deep into her vitals. They were like fuel on the already burning flames of her passion, and as each load landed within her, they sent new fires blazing through her innards-and setting her off into her third orgasm. Her cunt contracted on him all the more as her sweat-slicked form writhed in his grasp.
Bob was experiencing the exquisite stricture of his life on his penis. The last, powerful blasts of jissum were squeezed from deep within his hairy testicles to go slamming out through his glans to feed her hungry cunt.
Nickie felt their impact within her and sensed that they were the last dregs of his come that she could hope for in this encounter. Despairing of the end of the fantastic sensations rocking her sweet, slender form, she pressed upwards against him as she felt Bob's thick cock finally begin to dwindle inside her quim.
Almost traumatically, she came again. All weak and spent as Nickie was, this last was her most powerful orgasm. With the strength of one possessed, she heaved up beneath Bob so powerfully that he was nearly dislodged from her.
At last, she too went limp and fell back to the bed beneath him.
Nearly unconscious, exhausted and drained by his own coming, Bob merely lay atop her shaking his head in an effort to stay awake. He became aware that Nickie was prodding him with her small, weak hands.
'Please,' she was saying distantly. 'Please-I can't breathe with you on top of me-'
'Uh, sorry,' he grunted, rolling off her onto his back Stuporous and lethargic from the exertion of this act, he drifted rapidly off into a light, dreamless sleep.
Nickie wasn't long in following his lead. She dozed off with her head on one of Bob's powerfully muscled shoulders. Her arms were sprawled across his torso and the fingers of one hand were lightly entwined with his limp, sticky prick.
Groggily, Bob half opened his eyes. The shadows in the room had changed positions radically; he knew that it was well past noon.
His first disorientation faded to leave him aware of two things: the tune and the tickling at his cock.
He shut his eyes with a moan of hedonistic pleasure and reveled in the sensation of well-manicured fingernails tracing the length of his slowly swelling dick. The fingers first traversed the underside from the curly-haired base up to the under edge of the glans. There they hesitated, then encircled his shaft in the sensitive flange just behind the knob and finally began tickling their way back down to the base along the upper length.
He opened his eyes again and found himself watching Nickie's naked, smooth, clean-lined back. She was totally intent on what she was doing and gave a little startled jerk at the touch of his hand on the fuzz at the bottom of her hairline.
'No,' he whispered, throat dry with emotion. 'No, don't stop now.'
She didn't.
The movements of her hands on his staff became increasingly more adventurous. She hefted the heavy bar of rigid flesh in her fingers, testing its mass and weight
'It got hard again so fast?' she whispered, her own arousal evident in her voice. She gave his dick a tender squeeze as if to accentuate her words. His penis swelled still more in response to the pressure.
