thinking about right and wrong, I pushed my hand down under my dress and pressed against the naked lips of my cunt. I could feel the place the silk had been cut and the hot dampness of my excitement. I smoothed a finger through my tumid petals. My knees trembled. I leaned harder against the doorjamb, breath hot and dry in my throat. Janey whimpered.
'God, I'm glad I met you tonight, Farley. I've been thinking about you all weekend… Ohhhhh!' Farley had shoved the head of his cock into her slit. I saw the cuntlip swell beck to make room and as he guided his knob up and down her seeping gash with his hand, Janey began to writhe her hips on the bed.
'Oh, damn! Oh, fuck!'
'You're wet, baby. Really wet!'
'I want to make you wet, too… Uhhhhh, your cock's so big.'
Farley pushed his hips, leaned forward. A funny little gurgle came from Janey's throat. 'It has… but go on. Stick your prick in!'
Farley covered one of her boobs with his mouth, sucking all of its quivery plumpness between his lips. She twitched under him, arched her back up from the bed. I saw his cock slide forward and bury another inch of hot meat inside her cunt. I stroked my fingers roughly against my clit, tickling the same spot where Phil's prick had touched for a moment. Janey pressed the side of her face against the bed. I saw a line of drool trickle from her mouth and wet the blanket Farley had thrown down to fuck her on. He pumped his ass in sharp jerks and each time, Janey's body jerked, too. She bit her bottom lip, moaned loudly. Her cuntlips were spread apart and Farley was pushing her knees wider to open up her hole for his shaft to enter. I tried to lick my lips, but my tongue wasn't wet enough to do any good. I could smell my own heat, the heat between my legs wafting up from the ruined tangle of my panties.
I could see how strong Farley was now. His back rippled with belts of muscle as he forced his cock deeper in the hot juice of Janey's open pussy. He was broad in the shoulders, powerful in the hips. He looked strong enough to do anything he wanted to the willowy girl under him, and I trembled at the thought of having him after me. I'd been lucky with Phil… lucky to get away.
'Oh, honey,' Janey gasped, 'you're killing me so… good!' She bucked her hips against his spear and then squealed with pain as more of the shaft disappeared between her slick cuntlips. It looked like an inch or two of his cock was left, and when Farley pressed deep again, Janey yelped with pain and her hands flew to his hips where she dug her nails deep.
'No more… remember last time it was the same.'
'I wish I could stretch your snatch more…'
'Oh, God, you'll tear me apart! Honey, don't… noooo!'
I almost ran into the room, almost wanted to hit Farley over the head with something. But he laughed in his throat and kissed Janey on her short nose.
'I won't… I won't hurt you.'
His hips ground slowly, pushed out and in. The juice, that seeped from Janey's cunt made a snicking, clicking noise as the suction of her clinging petals was broken. The pain on her face softened, melded into a hungrier look. Her hands weren't trying to stop Farley from fucking her now, but guiding him as he plunged his cock in and out of her cunt. I saw her thin fingers reach between them and feel the place where her cunt was pressed in as Farley stabbed his prick deep. He always stopped before his balls bumped against Janey's ass. There was at least two inches of cock that she just couldn't take. I knew then how huge his prick must be.
Janey's movements became more frenzied, more hurried. She tossed her ass up and down when Farley held his rod deep and when he pulled almost out of her hole, she wiggled downwards on the mattress as if she couldn't stand to have him teasing her with just the tip. When Farley's cock was back out of her cunt like that, I could see her hot pussy juice shining along his veined shaft. I could tell how deep his cock was going because the slickness, the glossiness ended two inches from his balls. Those balls! They looked bigger than Phil's, heavier. Farley's sac bulged with them and when he humped his hips forward, they swung like potent bombs of seed.
He was fucking her fast now, his hands against the outward swell of her hips. Janey's eyes were clamped shut and there was an odd look of pain on her lips though I knew she wasn't hurting. She was making too many sounds of pleasure to be huffing.
'Oh, Farley! Yes! Faster, honey! Fuck me faster! I'm coming! I'm coommiinngg!'
'Baby!' he growled. 'Baby doll!'
A hot trickle leaked down my leg. I was so excited from watching Janey get fucked that I'd peed a little as I rubbed my burning nubbin to a frothy peak of excitement. The sensations had crept up on me, I hadn't been aware of what was happening to my body. But now I could hardly make myself stop. My feet were planted apart, my cunt stretched partly open as I drove my fingers wildly into the sucking petals. My clit ached for release. And inside the room, I heard Janey cry out as she came.
Her heels dug at the back of Farley's strong thighs. She clawed at his back and I saw streaks appear in the dim light that was reflected off the white-washed wall.
'Fuck me, honey! Fuck me to death!' As the throes smashed through her slender body, she drove her legs straight down and hooked them like makes over the backs of Farley's muscled calves.
Her back arched and humped and the breath whistled from her mouth. Farley's mouth was buried in her neck and I could see his spit shining on her breastbone, her tits, her shoulders. Farley moaned.
'It's getting good for me, too.'
'Not inside! Don't come inside my cunt!' She grasped his shoulders, tried to push him up from her.
'I… can't help it!'
'Noooo! Please, Farley, you know what'll happen, honey!'
The sound of his cock sucking free of her cunt made my breath catch in my throat. He weaved there above her on his knees, panting. Janey grasped the slick-drenched skin of his prickshaft and pumped it. She was about to pump it for the second time then a jolt of heavy cream spilled from the tiny slit and bathed her tits. Farley almost buckled, almost fell. Janey was jacking his cock frantically now and the thick glops of jizz rolled out in wave after wave, dribbling down her wrists, hanging in stringy drops from her elbows.
'You gotta remember to put on a rubber next time, honey,' Janey cooed, working the hot curds out of his balls until at last the long shaft sagged in her hands and no more seed was left for him to shoot.
I slumped back against the wall, breathing hard. They might hear me now that their fuck was through. I'd be embarrassed to death if Janey knew, and I didn't want her to know about me, either, about Phil and his knife. The way he'd tried to make me suck his cock.
I buried my face in my hands. I couldn't stay here any longer now. I had to get back to the car, or hide from Phil. My cunt was throbbing for more finger-fucking but I stopped, dragged my juice-slick fingers across my jersey. I was a mess. My hair had dried strings of cum in it, my panties were ruined and when I'd squirted pee, my sandals had gotten wet. I felt miserable, like I wanted to get back to my parents' trailer and never poke my bead but again. But I had to spend the night with Janey. Mom had approved. It was set and it would look funny for me to do anything else, especially since we'd run off from our original dates.
I got back down the hallway as quietly as I could. The big room was no more familiar to me now than it had been before, but I passed through it and out a door that led down outside stone stairs. I saw the hood ornament of Farley's car reflecting moonlight and hurried on down. Phil was asleep in the back seat when I came up to peek in. I went back and sat on the stone steps and waited. In a half-hour or so, Farley and Janey came down from the old house. Farley had his arm around her and they were talking and laughing.
'Phil pass out on you, did he?' Farley seemed amused.
'That's okay,' I blurted, trying to cover up the mess I was in. 'We didn't get along all that well…' Janey's eyes flashed my way. There was a little dried cum in her hair, too.
'You didn't wear him out, did you?' Her smile was sly, teasing. I shook my head, glad they couldn't tell I was blushing. Farley started up the car and we got in. I sat against the door in the back seat, thankful that Phil didn't seem to be coming around. As we headed far Janey's place, I held the flap of my ruined panties up against my swollen cunt until my hand got tired and I just let the darn thing flap.
CHAPTER FIVE
