The girl didn't see anything really wrong as long as Fred and Gloria both got off on it. Their love for each other wasn't harming anyone else. Or was it? She asked, “Do you think your dad knows about you and your mother? That might be making him stray a bit.” “I doubt that he knows. Besides, we didn't really get it on in a big way until after things began to get a little strained. I think it's just boredom. They're both thinking there might be more sexually exciting people out there and both want to check it out. Except Mom is a bit scared to actually try it.” “Hmmm, sounds like something should be done. “I agree. But let's talk about it later. I want to…”

She didn't allow him to finish the sentence. Her mouth fastened firmly on his, her lips demanding and moistly inviting. For a moment, be tried to get his tongue into her mouth and failed. Then, slowly, sensuously, she parted her ruby lips and allowed the tip of her pink tongue to tantalize his. This was all the provocation he needed. His tongue shot out and into his girlfriend's mouth. There, tongues tangling erotically, they tasted the sweet saliva mixing, headier than any wine. Soon, both were panting from the excitement of the moment.

Fred's mouth quickly abandoned Denise's lips and went hunting back along the line of her jaw. When he found her earlobe, he sucked it into his mouth and gently gnawed on it with his teeth. His hot breath sensitized the already delicate flesh and soon she was arching her back and struggling to get even closer to him. Her tits mashed against his hard body. She sighed deeply as the thrill of her erect nipples dragging against his shirt sent tiny tremors volting into her chest. She reached out and managed to unfasten his shirt. In a few quick moves, he was naked to the waist. She wanted him to do the same for her but he seemed too engrossed in nibbling her ear. The raven-haired teenager couldn't tell him to stop. She was enjoying the ear-nibbling too much! The blood pounded harder in her head until her temples sounded like drums being struck. When his tongue shot into the tiny channel of her ear, she felt an immense sexual need reach out and seize control of her body. Pussy beginning to leak its fluids, her breathing heavier, she started moaning for him to hurry. “I need you in me, Fred. I want to feel that big, swollen cock of yours in me, fucking me, making me feel like a complete woman!” His tongue began a slow, methodical mock-fucking of her ear. The promise of more to come raised her passions to the breaking point. She felt her belly tense and every breath poured molten lead into her lungs. The girl realized that they had the entire night ahead of them and that this was just a hint of what Fred had to offer her. She loved it and she wanted more! Ever since she'd met Fred and found what a stud he was, she'd become increasingly more demanding sexually. At first a quick fuck was all that it took to satisfy her. Now, unless she got a half-dozen comes, it left her feeling cheated. Fred had turned her into a sexually greedy bitch- and each of them wouldn't have had it any other way! “I want more than your tongue, Fred. I want this!”

Her hand fumbled at the bulge tenting Fred's trousers. She gripped down with feverish Intensity and made him gulp hard. But his tongue never missed a single stroke into her ear. He seemed intent on fucking her brains out with his tongue. Her nimble fingers managed to get the youth's belt unfastened. Then she ran the fly down its track with a metallic hissing that almost drowned out the lewd noises of his mouth working so eagerly on her tender ear. When she discovered his cock, it was rock-hard. Stroking from the purpled glans down to the base, she felt every contour of his cock pulse and jump with lust.

She fondled his hairy little sac containing his balls, then bounced it lightly to make sure he knew how much she cared for him, how much she wanted that long, stiff prick fucking the living hell out of her.

“Ummm, don't,” he told her. “You're so damned hot I might spurt off at any second. Let's save it-for better places than your hand!”

The words thrilled her but she wanted to hear more. There was an odd arousal she got out of mouthing “naughty” words and hearing them from the lips of her lover. “What places? Up my asshole? You want your fucking cock to go all the way up my ass?” “No.” “You don't want me to give you a blow job, do you? You want me to suck, your cock?” The way the rigid pole of manmeat jumped, she wasn't sure if this was a silent “yes” or not. But he shook his head and told her, “I don't think that's where I want to put it. Is there someplace else?

Maybe I can fuck your tits. Drive the old cock up and down between those mounds of tit flesh!” His hands began to unbutton her blouse. In the twinkling of an eye, her luscious boobs flopped out of the restraints of her blouse. The creamy white mounds of tit gleamed in the light and were crested by the bright red cherries of her nipples. The tiny throbbing could be seen in each of them and he noticed it even more when his mouth worked on her neck, across the throat and into the deepness between those mountains of knockers.

She sighed deeply at the feel of his wet, sucking mouth fastened so firmly on the tip of her breast. The way he sucked and licked drove her passions to the breaking point. She could hardly contain them in her tender young body as she arched her back to thrust her boob even farther into his greedy mouth. “Ummm,” he said, “you taste good.

And these are the best ever!” He licked from the base of one boob all the way to the nipple. She felt a line of acid searing her tit, then, as the saliva cooled in the air, she knew she was going to have her boob frozen off. And she wanted more. This couldn't stop here, and it didn't. The youth knew exactly what to do to turn her on the most. He was being deliberately slow and teasing with her. He sucked in first one, then the other nipple for a quick bit of mouth love. His tongue dashed out and crashed into the hard nubbin of flesh, then pushed it around in a small circle until she was sure he would break it off her body. But he never did. Just at the point where she might feel pain, he abandoned it in favor of the other. By the time his tongue had totally laved across her entire mounds of quivering tit, she was at the sexual breaking point. The tensions in her body were almost too acute for her to bear. The lightest touch would set off her climax. He made sure she didn't get it. He wanted her as strung-out as possible before he plucked her trigger. The girl leaned back on the sofa and allowed him to follow her down. Now his body pressed hard into hers and she felt the throbbing of his cock grow more intense. She managed to get one leg on either side of his body, her legs now spreading wide for him. The way her pussy felt so hollow and achingly empty, she simply knew she would go mad if she didn't get him inside her and fucking hard. The only problem was her jeans. She hadn't had the chance to slip out of them. The heavy denim material rubbed and stimulated her crotch every time she moved.

She felt the material growing wetter and wetter as her fuck fluids drained from her cunt. She had to get rid of them and allow his lovely pussy-pleasing cock up her tunnel of love. “Please, Fred, my jeans! Get them off me!” He only laughed, then began kissing lower on her belly. She could tell where he had been by the cool wet spots and the gleam from the lights. When he stuffed his tongue into her navel, she went wild. Her body couldn't take much more of this deprivation. His prick was so near and yet so far away! She had to have it, hard and long and virile, inside her where he could properly fuck her. He seemed to ride out the tiny storm of passion wracking her body and then left her belly-button to seek out the snap on her jeans. With his mouth he undid it. His tongue and lips manipulated the heavy material and began jerking her jeans off her like a dog worrying a bone. She lifted her hips and he maneuvered the heavy denim pants off her flaring ass. She kicked out hard and managed to get rid of the jeans then. Only her thin cotton panties were between her pussy lips and the tip of his knobby cock. As she reached down to strip the offending garment from her womanly hips, she found her hand caught in a viselike grip. “No. Leave them.”

“But I want you to fuck me! They're in the way!” “Are they?”

His hips slid forward and his cock pressed hard into her crotch. She gasped as a lightning bolt of passion erupted in her body. The simple touch of his cock through the thin panties was enough to make her gasp in sheer lust for him. “See?” he told her quietly. Then he moved up and slipped fully between her long, slender legs. His hands stroked up and down the length of one of those legs, then he seemed to lose interest as he levered forward again, his hips driving his cock hard into her pussy. She gasped in awe. Never had he aroused such feelings in her. The way the panties clung tenaciously to every part of her pussy mound made her come completely alive. Her clit tried to see what was happening and banged against the cloth. Her cunt lips were swelling with excited blood. They were trapped in the cloth prison, compressed, excited, stimulated more than they had ever been before. And his cock! She could feel it through the cunt-juice-soaked material. She knew the thick head was pressing hard against her cunt lips. She felt the throbbing movement of that battering ram of cockflesh. He couldn't get into her cunt hole, but that didn't stop him from stimulating her to the maximum. She came as he rammed hard into her pussy again. The cloth of her panties felt like a giant hand gripping her snatch. She was stimulated in all the right places-and all at once. The only thing lacking was the feel of a meaty prick banging away at her. “It's damn hard keeping from coming,” he said between clenched teeth. The sweat was pouring off his forehead and getting into his eyes. The sexual strain on him was immense, but with such a lovely teenager! girl wantonly spread wide for him, who could blame him? “More,” she begged, “give me more of that cock! I want to feel you deep inside me, fucking me, making me commmmme!” She shuddered hard as his prick smashed into the elastically yielding cloth of her panties. The stroke took him almost an inch into her cunt. The pain around her waist where the band dug

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