consciousness.

When she recovered, she could tell that Homer was just about to come too. His face was buried in the side of her neck, his tongue licking her wildly, and his body bucking and pumping into her in a wild, steady release of lust. Again and again his prick moved in and out of her cunt until he began making animal sounds that increased until he was almost screaming. Then his whole body relaxed and he collapsed heavily on top of her, his heavy breathing slowly subsiding.

They lay quietly, almost not breathing. Marni was sure that nothing would ever be as wonderful as her first fuck by a cock.

After a while Homer rolled over onto his back and said, 'You're a damn good cunt, honey. That was one hell of a first fuck.'

Marni winced at his words. Suddenly she didn't want him to be so crude about what had been such a beautiful thing between them.

'You have a good come?' he asked.

She nodded, unable to form words. 'Do… do you have to call it that… now, I mean?' she said.

'Call it what?'

'You know… fucking.'

'What the hell else is it? We both just fucked and got fucked. Okay?'

It was true, she thought, so why worry about it? At least for right now.

She lay back, his softening prick crammed up against the inside of her belly. Slowly it diminished and slipped from her. In its wake streams of her juice mixed with his cum slid from her gaping hole. She felt it with her hands and spread the gooey mixture over the insides of her thighs.

Marni had been fucked and she had loved it.

That night she told Lottie everything and they compared notes.

'Did you eat each other again?' Lottie asked, caressing her own tits as she begged Marni to tell her each and every detail.

'Yes… and I even swallowed some of his cum. It tasted funny but I liked it.'

'Jeez, even Carl and I've never done that. How's it feel to have somebody's tongue in your cunt?'

'Strange, but good,' Marni replied. 'Real good.'

'And then he fucked you with his cock?'

'Yeah.'

'Has he got a big one?'

'I guess so,' Marni giggled. 'I've never seen one except his.'

'Did it hurt when he got your cherry? Mine hurt like hell,' Lottie said. 'And I bled like a damn stuck pig. Shit, it scared hell out of both of us. I thought I was gonna bleed to death.'

'It was… well it was just good, real good,' Marni replied, rubbing her thighs together at the memory of Homer's cock in her cunt. 'I love cock and fucking, Lottie. I really do. I never had any idea a cock could feel so damn good inside my pussy. Shit, I love it and I want it all the time.'

'You guys can use our house whenever you want to,' Lottie said. 'My folks are hardly ever home any more.'

'Thanks, Lottie,' Marni said, thinking about her own parents and what would happen if they ever found out what she was doing. Lottie's parents must know, Marni thought, or at least suspect. But if they did know what went on at their house when they were gone then they didn't seem to mind. Lottie could do just about anything she wanted and they didn't mind or seem to care. Marni wished her parents were more like them, but she knew that would never be.

'You'd better go to the doctor,' Lottie said.

'What for?'

'Pills, you sample. You don't want to get pregnant, do you?'

'No,' Marni replied, suddenly realizing the chance she was taking.

'I'd give you same of mine but I steal 'em from my mother and if I took any more she might hot ice it, sure as hell. Here's the name of a cool doctor. No questions asked, I hear.'

Marni took the doctor's name and got all the way to his office with an appointment under a false name. But, at the last minute, she backed out. She was scared. It was too much of a chance to take. She was afraid her mother might find out, or find the pills in her room.

Marni didn't realize how big the chance was that she was taking.

CHAPTER THREE

More weekends followed, and also there were nights whenever she could get away from the house and when Lottie's parents had to go away for the evening.

It went on that way for over a month. Then Carl left town. Marni felt bad for Lottie, and also guilty because she was having so much fun with Homer, and Lottie had no one. She was surprised when Lottie didn't seem to mind, and even more surprised when Lottie told her that she was in no hurry to find anyone else.

Her sexual demands on Homer became greater and greater. She was even surprised at herself. She knew she loved sex but now it almost scared her that she needed it so much.

Homer remained basic and crude about it but there was still something very exciting about his animal approach to her body that stimulated her beyond her wildest dreams.

Then those dreams were shattered quite abruptly. Lottie's parents were gone for the whole weekend. She was to meet Homer in the afternoon. When she got there he and Lottie were in the living room. The girls exchanged small talk and Homer seemed in no hurry to go up to the bedroom with her.

At last, Marni could take it no longer. She stood and pulled Homer along by the hand, excusing herself to Lottie.

But it was a wasted effort. NC matter what she did to him, she couldn't give him a hard-on. It was as though he had masturbated just before she had gotten there.

He said how sorry he was and Marni said it was all right, even though it really wasn't. She returned home a mass of frustration after agreeing to meet him the following afternoon.

She ran up to her room determined to at least have her hand and her fingers do the job that Homer had not been able to do. She stood in front of the mirror with her skirt pulled high, her fingers at her cunt. She soon worked herself to such a high degree of passion she couldn't take her hand away even for a moment.

Unable to stand it any longer, she removed her clothes as she sat on the edge of her bed. When her panties came down, she felt how warm and moist her crotch had already become.

'Damn him,' Marni said, stretching out on the bed and pulling her hair brush from the bedside stand. She had used the hair brush many times before she had met Homer. When she had started fucking his real cock she thought she would never have use for it again.

The handle of the brush was a fairly good likeness of a male cock… a male cock of exceptional size.

Withdrawing her hand from her cuntlips she grabbed the brush by the bristle end. Passing the hard handle over her cuntal lips and her clitoris, her cunt soon started secreting even more juices.

As her passion got higher and higher Marni pushed the wooden cock deeper and deeper into her cunt. Her body reacted violently to the penetrating brush handle.

Her body was eagerly anticipating the come as her head wiled violently from side to side on the pillow. With each passing moment she came closer and closer to her come.

In and out the phony cock lunged, and Marni's mind was already in the fantasy of her new love.

'Oh Homer, Homer… your cock in my cunt is so good! I want to drain your cock so much! Oh, keep up that rubbing, it's beginning to drive me wild! Yes, that's it, yes!'

As one hand kept pushing the brush deeper and deeper into her cunt, the other fingered her clitoris.

'There… there! Fuck… fuck!'

As Marni's cunt began to shake with orgasm, she removed the brush and shoved the juice-soaked handle into her mouth. The cream from her pussy was warm and sweet-tasting. She eagerly licked and swallowed every

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