Real pleasure began for her then. His sucking sent tremors earthquaking through her. The tiny needles of pleasure jabbing into her belly found banked fires. Soon, the tiny fires had blazed brightly into desire. And the desire was threatening to consume her.
'Tongue fuck me good,' she begged. 'I want to feel that tongue all the way up my poor little cunny!'
He didn't answer. He had other things to do with his mouth. With a jaw cracking dexterity, he had managed to worm his tongue deep in her cunt. He caressed the slippery walls of her cunt. The fuck fluids had beaded and were awaiting his eager tongue to slurp them up.
'It-it tickles! So far up my cunt! It's super!'
His nose burrowed down into her pussy mound. The tangled mat of her bush rubbing against his nose made him want to sneeze. He held it back. His tongue was finding more interesting places to explore. He couldn't possibly take the time out for something as common as a sneeze. Searching out all her innermost secret places was vastly more important.
The wine he'd poured over her snatch added a zesty flavor that had been lacking before. Mixed with her cunt juices, he felt like he could slurp up these tasty fluids all night long.
'That's what I like. Your mouth all over my cunt! Do it to me! Tongue fuck me until I come!'
He began driving his tongue cock-hard in and out of her pussy. He loved the way his tongue slithered into her cunt. The walls would tense and try to squeeze down on him. Most of all, the heady taste of her cunt juices spurred him on. He wanted more of her woman wine.
Fastening his mouth over her cunt hole, he sucked as hard as he could. She felt as if he were drawing her guts out her cunt. His sucking pulled first one then another of her pussy lips into his mouth.
And once there, he trapped the turgid flap of labia between his lips and sucked for all he was worth. The feelings blasting into her body were so intense she knew it would be only a few seconds before she came.
Breath gusting heavily, her tits rising and falling like a turbulent ocean wave, her entire body was caught up in the tongue fucking. He drove that spike of tongue into her softly yielding body as hard as he could.
Each thrust sent her a little closer to the brink of orgasm. Faster, deeper, his tongue was unrelenting. He pushed her all the way to the edge of her orgasm, then moved his mouth over her clit.
As he sucked and pressed down on that delicate organ, she came. The top blasted off the girl's head as she rocked and twitched through the biggest come ever.
'Ummm, ooooh, God, that was good,' she moaned as the ice and iron grip of climax released her. 'Do it to me again.'
'Again?'
'Yes, damn you, again! I want to feel that mouth eating my pussy good. Suck my clit, tongue fuck me, whatever! But get me off again!'
'Greedy bitch,' he mumbled, but he dived back to his task. He enjoyed it as much as the girl. It took damned little prompting for him to stuff his face back into the wide spread pussy.
The wine had long since gone from the girl's pussy mound. Every strand of her bush had been licked clean by the teenager's avid tongue. But he made certain it was all properly removed. He began at the girl's navel and worked his way down into the tangled bush.
When his tongue had entirely dampened the girl's pussy fur, he sought out her clit. The tiny nubbin was throbbing with life. He sucked on it until she came again. As she arched her back and shoved her pussy into his face to get even more of his mouth love, lie saw his chance to give her a really big thrill.
His tongue slid over her cunt juice slickened pussy lips back toward her asshole. He dipped briefly into that hole, waiting to see what effect it had on her.
It was electric.
Her entire body came alive. Thrashing around like a fish on a hook, she tried to stuff her twat into his face. Nothing mattered to her now but the delightful sensations ripping through her body. This wasn't pain, this was sheer pleasure.
Her cunt was again giving her the messages of delight. No pain, just joy of having a mouth working all over her cunt. As soon as her fuck fluids welled out of her cunt, they were licked away by the boy's pink, rough tongue. Everything was perfect.
She realized again how much she hated Jonathon for what he'd done to her. He had stolen from her the richest gift a woman can have enjoyment of sex, of fucking, of tongue fucking. Even oral love had lacked a surge of thrill for her after he'd finished with her.
Now Grant was restoring her sense of wonder. Her body was responding. Her cunt was flooding with her love juices. And as he touched her asshole with the tip of his tongue, she was almost able to forget what it was like being anally raped or having a broom handle crammed up there while she was being fucked.
Only bliss was left as his tongue slithered into her shit chute.
CHAPTER TWELVE
'Do you have it now?' she asked Grant.
The teenager looked a bit worried. 'I guess so. But if I'm just a few minutes off, Christ, you could get hurt.'
'Don't worry about that. Just think of us getting even with him. And if you see what he tries to do to me, that'll convince you I'm right.' She sidled closer to Grant and rubbed her hand over the swell in his jeans.
'It'll be just you and me afterwards. It'll have to be. He'd have the cops after us in a flash.'
'I guess I can handle that, Melissa. With all the friends I have in the communes, we can just vanish. It might not be easy for a while, but Jonathon won't be able to find us.'
The girl felt a grim satisfaction in her plan. It was risky but it was worth it. She would have her revenge, all right. And Jonathon wouldn't be able to go around molesting any more chicks – ever.
'You won't back out on me?' she asked Grant. 'I can make things very, very nice for you if everything goes according to plan.' She pressed closer to him, her hand sliding down the front of his jeans. She found his cock stiff and pulsing with life. Fondling it a little gave her such a contented feeling.
She guessed what it was doing to Grant. One thing for sure, the way he was wiggling around, he wasn't contented. More like excited.
'I won't screw this up. You mean too much to me, Melissa.'
'Good. See you in a little while. After it's over.'
He nodded and she quickly kissed him. Then she ran into the house. There were things to prepare.
She changed into a thin nightie that required no imagination whatsoever. Standing in front of the mirror, she admired herself. The bruises had begun to vanish. With her tits poking impudently against the thin gauzy fabric, she could turn heads and give hard-ons to any red-blooded man who saw her.
She patted down the nylon over her snatch so that her cunt lips were visible. The thick fur of her pussy mound was more than obvious it was blatant. She was a walking invitation to rape.
Satisfied with the way she looked, the teenager quickly pulled a tiny envelope from her purse and poured the powder in it into a drinking glass. A quick rush of water and the powder dissolved. Tasteless, colorless, it was just the thing she needed for her little scheme. Her only problem was figuring out the exact amount to use.
As she worried over the powder, she heard the front door slam. Jonathon was home.
'Where the hell are you, kid?' he shouted. She could tell he was drunk again by the way the words slurred.
'In my bedroom, you lousy son of a bitch.'
'What! How dare you call your ole step-daddy that?'
He stumbled into her bedroom and stopped dead in his tracks. Everything was working according to the girl's plan. The man was eyeing her with outright lust now.
'Goddamn! You're sure a hot bush, you know that? Let's fuck.'
'That's what I just simply love about you. You're so subtle. 'Let's fuck,' is about the best you can do, isn't it?' She pulled the thin nightie around her, knowing that it would expose her ass as she pulled it close.
The man was having trouble focusing his eyes. He didn't know where to look. Should he drink in the youthful
