'Awww, fuck me,' Kerry groaned from behind her.
Gabby giggled. She was on the verge of hysterics. She tilted back, and back, and back, until she was lying on his chest. His distended penis in her groin was like a monster lever trying to tilt her back upright. Turning her head, she found his mouth, and they kissed, tasted each other's crotch seepings as their tongues tangled and dueled.
Kerry clutched her trim, flat breasts. He scrubbed them, mashed them against her ribs, made her erect titties bum hot.
She was drawn as tight as a bow. She was arched backwards with her legs folded under her. She had a vision of a cowboy astride a bucking horse, clinging to it as the horse put its head down and threw its rump high, trying to throw him off. Kerry's hands left her breasts, and stroked down over her taut tummy. He found her twat, and the gargantuan invader, and tugged on her already stretched labia. He fingered her searing clit, wrenching a gut-knotting moan from her.
With a heave of her dance-trained gut muscles, she sat up. She felt like her cunt was trying to turn inside- out from the friction. She slowly began fucking herself up and down on his huge cock. Every stroke pumped the flames in her crotch higher, making her carnal itch more intense. It was a crazy feeling: like her crotch had to sneeze. Every stroke made the need to sneeze all the greater.
Kerry was grunting. She fondled his balls and poked at his asshole, scratched his dimpled bung with her fingernail. His ass cheeks were knotting and his hips thrust up as she screwed herself down on him. The impacts were jarring straight up through her slender body, making her tits jerk, her jaw clench, and her eyes blur.
She was almost there! She could feel it growing inside her like a slow-motion fireball from an A-bomb. Like a blazing-hot balloon, it grew and grew. The searing walls stretched thinner and thinner. When the walls burst, she would be inundated with flames.
It was Kerry who put the pin to that over-stretched fire-bubble. His cock spasmed in her already overloaded crotch. A searing spurt of semen spattered the end of her vagina. Her flame-bubble burst, a white-hot ball of pleasure soared up through her like an exploding star. Every copious blast of sperm from Kerry's cock was gasoline on the bonfire of her cumming. Gabby felt her consciousness crisp into delirium. Her twat tried to spasm around the mammoth bulk glutting it, but it was too engorged to do anything but twitch faintly.
All the strength melted out of her body, she slumped forward and braced her hands on Kerry's knees. She saw cum creeping over the dusky balls that had produced it. In her gut, Kerry's cock gave a final exhausted twitch and began to shrink. Her abused vaginal walls contracted hard, trying to drive the invader out With a soft groan, she doubled over. Her breasts squashed against his thighs as she hugged his strong legs.
'Oh, Baby!' Kerry sighed, and rested his hands on her tight buttocks.
'Don't call me Baby,' she protested wearily. 'Patty's the baby, not me.”
Patty's a sexy little cock-tease,' Kerry argued. Her? Sexy?”
'You ought to see her around the pool,' Kerry answered.
Aloyisius Joseph O'Brian, called A. J. by some, Al by others, watched Patty traipse around the pool. She had her chest stuck out. Her little tits pushed against her clinging T-shirt.
'Going swimming, Al?' she asked, trying to sound sexy.
'Uh, I dunno,' he stammered, unable to take his eyes off her boobs.
'I am.”
'That's nice.”
'Why don'cha come with me while I change?' she suggested, waving her suit casually.
'What?!' he asked, his voice cracking. He repeated the question with even less success.
'If you'll let me watch you change, I'll let you watch me change,' Patty explained. She had a hot, wormy feeling in her tummy. She loved the feeling and got it whenever she did something like this with a boy. Something about the glow in their eyes, the flush on their cheeks, and the great lump that grew in their pants caused it.
'But-you mean-uh,' he stuttered.
'Come on' she said. 'I got a key to the pump room. No one'll know we're there.”
“But-but.”
'Come on,' she repeated, starting off. Her guts tightened at the thought of being naked in front of him and getting a look at what was in his trousers. She was relieved when he ran and caught up with her.
The pump room reeked of chlorine. She closed the heavy steel door. A single naked bulb in a wire cage glared down at them from the ceiling. The pumps whined noisily. In one corner green gas bubbled up through a glass tank filled with swirling water.
'See, no one here,' she said cheerily, glad Al couldn't see her shivering insides. 'And no one comes here unless something breaks. And that never happens.”
“Oh.”
With a casualness she didn't feel, Patty set her bathing suit and towel on top of a gleaming gray pump. She felt all hot and tight inside-like burning worms or something. She thought of how many times she had teased boys with glimpses of her tits, or her T-shirt with no bra, on her skimpy tank suit. She was trying something else this time. She had deliberately chosen Al because she was sure she could control him.
'You first,' she ordered.
'You promise to-get naked, too?”
“Promise. Cross my heart,' she added, deliberately drawing his attention to her tits by crossing her finger on one.
Al was sweating so hard his glasses had fogged up. He began shaking as he yanked his shirt off over his head. His chest was thin and bony. His hands fumbled at his belt, then tore his pants down. He nearly tripped as he kicked out of them.
His cock jutted out, tenting his jockey shorts with its towering length. It wasn't as big as the hard-on her father had had, but then, Patty reflected, Al was a lot younger than Daddy.
Chewing on his lower lip, Al hooked his thumbs into the elastic of his underpants, heaved them out over his dong, and shoved them down. His pecker surged free and swayed and bobbed. Patty licked her lips and swallowed hard. She hadn't realized it would be so pretty, and exciting, and scary, all at the same time.
Al shoved his underpants down and kicked them away. 'Th-there y-you- are,' he stuttered, shuffling nervously. His dick swung and jiggled each time he moved. 'Y-your turn. You promised.”
'Yeah!' Patty was barely able to whisper because of the ache in her guts. Her muscles were all tight and shaky. She tugged at her T-shirt, dragged it up, showed more and more of her tummy, then the lower curve of her breasts. Carefully, she gathered the shirt under her armpits. She saw the sweat break out on Al’s forehead. With a quick twist, she yanked the shirt off. She dropped it fast, and went to work on her shorts before she could get too scared. Frantically, she shoved them down, baring her nearly hairless pussy. She kicked them off, and then was intensely aware of the caress of cool air all over her naked body.
'There,' she choked, putting her hands on her hips.
'See?”
'Uh-yeah! Gosh!' Al tittered nervously.
Feeling bolder, and sexier now that she was naked, Patty moved closer to Al. Reaching out, she touched his pecker. Something clear and sticky and wet coated her fingers. Instinctively, she put them to her mouth and sucked it off. It had an interesting, salty, clinging flavor that made her mouth water.
'You could, uh, lick it off,' Al suggested.
'You trying to get me to suck your cock?' Patty asked suspiciously. Her insides flared hot at the idea.
'No! 'Course not!”
'I will, if you'll eat me,' she said, and giggled.
'I don't know,' Al stammered. 'I've-never done that.”
'Well, I've never sucked cock before.”
'You-you want to?”
'Yeah,' she whispered, her guts churning.
'I better sit down,' Al croaked, stumbling back and sitting on one of the whining pump motors.
