hot pussy, pulling back and down on her as he pushed upward with his hips. Jan squirmed and groaned as he forced his phallus into her. The penetration was mostly pleasant, but also a little painful since the water washed away all lubricating juices as quickly as they were produced. “No,” Jan protested, not sure whether she meant it or not. Tommy acted as if she didn't. He didn't exactly rape her with his powerful prick. But he did work it steadily up into her tight vagina. He turned her lithe body from side to side with his hands, creating a wild twisting friction in her vagina unlike anything she had ever felt before. His cock augured into her as her flesh was wrenched around it. Her nerves were rubbed into searing flame by the badly lubricated friction. Jan probably could have fought against his penetration by pulling herself away, pulling on the edge of the pool. But her horniness kept her from resisting, and, agonizingly, bit by bit, she let his cock enter her vagina. The blazing sun scorched down on her naked shoulders.
“Tight as your asshole this way,” Tommy grunted. “Never tried it like this before.” “Oh, God!” Jan moaned. “Get it in me! Get it in me all the way!” She rolled her head. Her long blonde hair sent a spatter of water flying as she flipped it back out of her eyes. She felt the tugging and twisting in her vagina as Tommy kept rolling her from side to side, kept burrowing his cock into her guts, pushing her hot folds aside, stuffing her tight cylinder. She had known when he invited her over for a swim that this was what was going to happen, that they were going to be screwing before the afternoon was over. He had promised to call her after that crazy afternoon in Danny Foster's back yard. When Tommy had called, her anus had knotted with the memory of her buggery. This was sooner than she had expected, and in a way she had never dreamed of. Christ, it felt good to have his big, heavy meat filling her belly. And the way her vaginal walls were being wrung added new meaning to the word “screwing.” The water churned around her hips as she was augured down on Tommy's phallus. Her breasts jiggled and shook. Cold currents whirled around her rigid tits as her hips writhed. Icy cold water struck the sensitive knot of her anus. Her buttocks had been parted by Tommy's hip. The contrast between the cold water of the pool and the hot sun on her shoulders and head emphasized her blazing lust and the heat of the cock tearing into her belly. Tommy got his phallus the last fraction of an inch into her. His hips jammed up against her. As he held her there, she felt his prick pulsing deep in her body and was afraid he had come already. “Almost, but not quite,” he muttered, reassuring her.
“Thank God!” Jan groaned, grateful she was saved from the agony of being left high and dry. “Ready for a ride?” Tommy asked.
Without waiting for an answer, he lifted her up, then jammed her back down on his phallus. “Aww!” Jan groaned. Her cunt had been tugged outward, then crammed abruptly into her by the friction and the unusual angle of penetration. Sliding his feet forward on the bottom of the pool Tommy stopped with his cock deep in her. “Hang on, want to try something.” Releasing her waist, he slid one hand around in front of her and down to her pussy. His fingers began pulping the erect knot of her clitoris into a fireball of pleasure.
Then she felt his other hand probing the crack of her ass, and moaned. Something poked against her unlubricated anus, and sexual ecstasy and physical discomfort swirled through her. His cock in her vagina, the finger of one hand mangling her clit, Tommy began to drill a finger into her tight, resisting anus. His buggering digit was a flaming counterpoint to the chill water. Jan groaned and thrashed her legs. Unbelievable sensations were boiling through her. Too much to sort through, they blended into a symphony that overwhelmed her.
She became a totally sexual being. Nothing else existed. Tommy got his finger up her butt. She was faintly aware of the wall between her anus and vagina pinching in. She felt his fingertips hook into her vagina. Her clit was being mashed to a paste against her pubic arch.
She had no primary erogenous zone that wasn't being tormented beyond belief. Jan didn't know if she was coming, or what. The ecstasy raging through her was unlike anything she had ever felt before in her life. And then Tommy began to fuck her with his cock. He drew his monster tower out of her clutching tunnel and powered it back in. He did it by using the grip he had on her pubis and her asshole. He lifted her upward and then pushed her down on his phallus. His fingers pulled on her pubic area, tugged at her anus. Every nerve ending in her crotch was being ground or rubbed or scraped or tugged or twisted.
The muscles in her arms and shoulders weakening, Jan flopped face first into the water. Her orgasm roared still higher. Her instinct for survival drove her to get her mouth above the surface and suck in great gulps of air. Her long blonde hair streamed down over her face.
Then she settled back into the water and devoted herself to the unbelievable sexual ecstasy roaring through, her. Tommy's cock blazed along the sheath of her vagina and rammed its bulbous head blindly against the end of her tunnel. His tower pulsed, sprayed her flaming innards. The feeling of his organ spurring in her belly sent Jan soaring up on a fireball of pleasure. Her body squirmed mindlessly as shot after shot of thick semen battered the end of her pussy. Her anus convulsed around the finger jammed into it as her vagina spasmed around the cock stuffing it. The aching need for oxygen forced her to fill her head and desperately suck in a lungful of air. Her orgasm began to fade because of the stupid distraction. As Jan's climax dwindled she felt pain. She felt the cock in her pussy shrinking. She dropped her face back into the soothing water. Her ecstasy died, leaving her drained and exhausted. The finger slid out of her ass and the hand left her pussy. Tommy lifted her gently off his drained prick. With a tenderness that surprised her, he raised her and rolled her onto her back so she could float face upward and breathe easily. He pulled her back to straddle him. He had his hands hooked under her thighs. She was on her back, and her breasts were bobbing sensuously on the surface. Lying the way she was, on her back, her legs spread, the water probed gently against her pussy. Her fine golden pubic hair undulated gently in the currents swirling around her pale flesh. If she hadn't been so exhausted, she probably would have been turned on by the warm sun, the cool water, and the knowledge she had no secrets from the handsome boy steadying her.
“Let's get out for a while,” Tommy suggested finally, breaking the languid mood. “I'm starting to get wrinkled.” He spread a pair of beach towels on the grass and they sprawled out, side by side, and let the sun dry their naked bodies. Jan felt her strength returning slowly. Along with it came a growing warmth in her pussy that wasn't totally caused by the hot sun. She was barely touching Tommy. Just her arm was against his-but it was enough to make her aware of her nudity, and him, and his nudity. A hot sexy itch began to grow in her as she lay there. She let it grow, and grow, and grow. Her body tensing, she held herself rigidly motionless, and tried to communicate mentally with the boy next to her. She willed him to make some move toward her again. As if he were a mind reader, he moved his arm. He placed his hand on her satin-smooth thigh. He stroked the soft curve high on her leg, then eased his hand over a little farther. His fingertips brushed the sensitive flesh on the inside of her thigh. Jan slipped her arm under his and placed her hand on his strong thigh. Her fingertips crept upward, higher, and higher, and higher, and touched his balls shyly. They shifted restlessly in their elastic sack. Jan felt her pubic hairs brushing Tommy's fingers. It was a faint, exciting tickling on her labia. She let her leg slide outward, opened her crotch to him. Her humid nook was drooling for his touch, but she hoped he wouldn't do it too soon. She loved the ache of anticipation, the torment of waiting for pleasure. Finally, she couldn't restrain herself any longer, and moved her hand over his testicles and located his hot, hard pole and curled her hand around it. She just held it, unmoving. She felt the hot, urgent life in it as it throbbed in her grasp. Tommy slid his hand higher, and his fingers pressed against her hot, damp pussy. The pressure was not against her crack, but on the side of one lip. He pressed it against its mate, pinched her slit closed. The action put a subtle, warm pressure on her clitoris. A gentle wave of warmth surged through her lower belly. The tangle their arms were in was awkward, and impossible to maintain for any length of time because of the strain it put on their elbows and wrists. Tommy took his hand away from Jan's pussy and rolled onto his side, toward her.
She kept her grip on his erection, He was now able to use his other hand on her pussy. Her eyes closed against the glare of the sun, she felt him tactilely studying her slender, naked body. He pressed his cupped hand down on her pubis, crushing her golden floss, squeezing her soft tissues. His finger darted in between her labia, into her slippery interior. His fingertip probed her vaginal opening.
Then he slid his hand downward and curled his finger up into her slick, clinging opening, pried into her slippery folds. Jan's head rolled and her mouth opened with passion. Her nipples ached they were so excited. Easing the tight grip she had on Tommy's phallus, she swept her slender fingers over the rigid bulk. It was crusty from their first coupling. She smeared hot lubricant down from the tip and coated the rubbery glans. A sharp squeeze around the shaft brought another thick drop welling out. She spread it down over the hard core, slid the soft skin sensuously up and down. Her hand skated over his hot meat as his lubricant dried to a sticky paste. Suddenly, the head of his phallus nuzzled her hip. His finger probed deep into her flooding vagina and triggered a new wave of viscous fluid. Her hips began to roll and shift gently, so that his palm rubbed and rolled her clitoris. She did nothing to stop or guide the instinctive motion. She just let it happen. It was an obvious invitation to him to
