into her flesh was nothing. The arousal he gave her was all. The girl's pussy mound pounded hard with excitement. Her clit was fully erect now and begging for more attention. With every stroke into her cunt, it received it. The skin stretched taut and the cloth squeezed down on the tiny organ of pleasure. Her ecstasy was unbounded.
She tightened down on the inch or so of fucking cock that actually penetrated her body. The juices squirted out around the thick plug of cock and further soaked the already wet panties. Her legs stiffened, then snaked around his body and locked behind his calves.
She didn't want him going away, not now. As if he had any thought other than fucking her silly! “God, you're so hot!” he panted.
“And tight! I can feel your cunt squeezing down on me like a hand in a velvet glove. Or a vise. Your cunt's like a superheated vise around my prick!” He fucked harder. Each stroke carried him a fraction of an inch deeper into her cunt. The roughness of her once-silky panties made her feel the fucking even more. The thin material was between his cockhead and her pussy walls. This made his prick seem even, larger inside her. In addition, the pressure of the panties on the pussy mound collapsed her cunt channel even more around his massive prick.
Finally, she screamed out a long, heartfelt cry of joy as the panties ripped and his prick shot balls-deep into her cunt. The sudden entry all the way up her cunt made her come. Her orgasm was more intense than any she'd ever had before. He had the knack for doing things just enough different each time that fucking was always invigorating, exciting, a unique experience. When he was fully thrust all the way up her twat, he paused for a moment. She felt his cock give one low, low shudder. It seemed to ripple from the base all the way to the arrowheaded tip. She fought hard to control her runaway emotions, hen abandoned herself to them fully. Let him give her all the excitement her young body could handle. She loved every second of this wonderful fucking! “Shit, you're so damned hot you're melting my pecker,” he gasped out. “I never felt you this hot or tight before!” She wasn't able to speak coherently. The words bunched up in her throat and she only made tiny, trapped animal noises. She had her eyes closed and was too lost in the pleasure wracking her body. Concentrating, she realized exactly how hot she'd gotten off the fucking with her panties still on. It was worth the ripped hole in them to find out how thrilling it could be. This was almost like rape. Like other women, she had a rape fantasy. Not that she actually wanted to be raped, but the idea of a strong, dominant man possessing her body totally thrilled her secretly. And having Fred fuck her like this allowed her imagination to flare and soar on its own. She struggled a little to enhance the feel of his cock throbbing inside her pussy. The juices from her cunt dribbled out around his prick and ran down the insides of her meaty asscheeks. The tickly sensation made her all too aware that, while having his prick inside her and resting was nice, she wanted more. Nothing less than all-out fucking would satisfy her now. As if reading her mind, the youth began drawing back. She thought she would lose her mind when she felt the intense vacuum his retreating cock formed in her twat. The entire piston of prick fitted firmly against her cunt walk and made a sucking noise as it pulled out. She simply knew her guts would go down that fuck chute and out her cunt lips. When he had only the acorn-tip of his prick inside her blue-tinged pussy lips, he hesitated. Then he surged back into her body so hard he smashed his crotch into hers. He ground their bushes together and lifted her hips off the sofa. She moaned loudly as she felt his crinkly pubic hair touching the very tip of her fully erect clitoris. The tiny go-button was straining against the tatters of the cloth from her panties and boldly shoving out to get the most contact possible. “My whole body feels watery inside,” she sobbed, the words shaking her entire body. “I… aaaaieeeee!” She came. She felt the ice-and-iron grip of orgasm smash down onto her and send her soaring off on the gusty winds blowing through her body. Writhing passionately, her cunt clamped down on the long rod of cock buried all the way up it. The earthquake feelings didn't pass; they grew more intense. She clamped down even harder on the cock fucking her. Not wanting it to leave her seething cauldron of carnality, she used all her muscles to the fullest.
The thick juices squirting from her pussy betrayed her. The inner lubricant made his cock too slick to hang on to. But both of them felt the intense thrill of friction as his cockhead rubbed sensually against her pussy walls. “C-can't take much more of that,” he groaned. “You're crushing me flat with your cunt. Gotta fuck harder.
Faster. More or I'll come too soon!” He drove his prick back into her needy cunt. The friction of his passage burned along her velvet-hung cunt walls and made her come alive again. The come had taken a little of the edge off the sexual need she felt. Now that he fucked her harder and with more authority, she felt the pressures mounting inside her belly again. Fingers clutching hard at his upper arms, she pulled herself up so that she was better able to send her snatch down hard around his incoming manhood. There was a wet, lewd squishing noise as his cock sank deep into her twat, then both of them gasped as her hips began bucking and writhing around as if they possessed a life of their own. In a way, she was possessed-by a demon of lust. She allowed it to run wild in her youthful body. Tits flopping wildly, she continued to slam her cunt down around the thick impaling spike of cock. She squeezed her belly muscles again and felt the contours of his prick. This pushed her over the edge of climax again. Rocking out the last of her unbridled delight, she found her pussy alive with the fires of lust once again. He had continued fucking her the entire time she was enjoying her sexual high. Now the lightest touch of his prick against her pussy lips or the inside of her cunt made her come. He drove in and out of her softly yielding twat, giving her the maximum pleasure a man can give a woman. She began coming like a human machine gun. The orgasm followed closely on the heels of the one before it. She was sobbing and laughing, crying and screaming at the same time. The sensations ripping through her were indescribably tremendous. They lifted her and threw her onto the storm winds of desire until she came back to reality. “Gotta fuck your cunt,” she heard him say over and over. “Just gotta drive that cock into your pussy and… unnggghhhhh!” The sweet gush of his jism into her hungering pussy set her off still another time.
Together, his prick fucking her as hard as possible while it spurted out his lead-heavy load of jism, they experienced the ultimate in human sensation. The sweat running into her eyes and down between her jugs, Denise wanted to simply rest. She felt the once proud cock in her pussy begin to wilt. When it slipped from her twat amid a tiny flood of her own cunt juices and his jism, she knew it would be a while before Fred could get it up again. And that was okay with her.
She knew he would, but for now she simply wanted to take a breather.
“It was good, but then it always is with you,” he told her, looking down into her Brazilian topaz-green eyes. “I wonder, Fred, if your folks think fucking is this much fun.” He shrugged.
“Don't know. All I really know is that it's one hell of a ball with you!” “Well, thanks, guy. But listen. I've got an idea that might be just what your parents need. Why not…” and she proceeded to tell him exactly what she thought Don and Gloria Munday needed to liven up their fucking. Fred had to agree. But then he would have agreed to anything to get the chance to fuck Denise again. And again. And one more time before dawn.
CHAPTER SIX
“Hi, Denise. Haven't seen you around in a while. Could I interest you in a shiny new car?” Don asked his son's girlfriend.
“Oh, I don't know, Mr. Munday. I was thinking of one of the smaller racy ones. Something like that one.” When she pointed Don had a hard time trying to follow along her arm. He hardly got past her jugs. The way her blouse swung open just enough to reveal the white bulge of her ample, womanly tits made him lose sight of just about everything else. He could tell she was one of those liberated chicks who didn't wear a bra. And he loved that. While it might be fun sometimes to strip a brassiere off a woman just before you fucked her-just like unwrapping a Christmas present-he loved ogling the bouncy tits and swaying cleavages. And his son had picked a winner for a girlfriend, he had to admit. Her boobs impudently protruded and boldly caused little buttons to appear where her nipples pressed hard against the material. With a couple buttons unfastened the way they were, how could anyone miss the white surge of her tits or the way they simply begged to be popped into a mouth and sucked on? “That one over there, Don,” she repeated. “Um, oh, yeah.
Right. Drifting for a second,” he said lamely. “Yes, I noticed,” she told him, moving just a little closer to him. He didn't know why she was doing this to him. Tormenting him like any of the cock teasers in high school, she was moving just close enough to invade his private space and tell him she was available. When he saw her eyes dip down to his crotch, he almost blushed. That was something he hadn't done in over twenty years, yet he felt embarrassed when Denise noticed his erection. The bulge couldn't possibly have been due to anything else. The
