anything else she'd ever known previously.
Joe gripped both her arms and held her away from him for a moment, staring at her, gazing at the way her solid, round tits seemed to challenge him with the way they stood out, daring him to uncover them. With one arm still around Mickey, he used his other hand to firmly grip her left tit,
squeezing it through the fabric of her blouse, pressing on the nipple with his thumb and forefinger, sensing its response as he violently kneaded the hard, rubber nubbin.
Mickey felt pain as his fingers applied more pressure to her overly sensitive nipple, and yet, through the pain there was exquisite delight she had never imagined. She had touched her own nipples often enough, fingering them with a gentle sensitivity, but the sensation was nothing compared to the hard way he was squeezing her nipple now. Even as she struggled, she was breathing heavily, and Orgiurio noticed her sighs.
It made him think, even as he continued squeezing the tender and sensitive point of her tit. Not only was she spectacular looking, but she responded to pain, which was something very few other women did. And since dealing out pain was his particular bag, he could see where he and Mickey would hit it off very well. She was the kind of girl with which he could have a ball.
Mickey's entire world had dissolved from reality into the handsome, smiling-face above hers as new, spidery shudders coursed through her entire body, making it shake voluptuously. From the glitter in his eyes he seemed to know what she wanted and needed, which was good, because she, herself, was still unaware of what it was her body truly craved.
He threw her on the nearby bed and hovered over her, his hands reaching down and grabbing the front of her blouse. He would have torn it open, but realized she would have had to explain what happened to her to her parents, later. No matter how masochistic she was, she wasn't crazy enough to defy her father. No,her clothing had to be left intact… this time.
His hands began working under the blouse, feeling the soft; smooth, baby like flesh of her body. His fingertips made her tingle all over as they
coursed along her spine. She writhed and squirmed, gasping for breath, not letting his lips cover hers
Her own hands tore at his shirt front, pulling buttons off as her fingers moved to the hair-matted flesh beneath. She gulped, then pulled him close to her in the hope his fingers would stop squeezing her nipples, but he continued pressuring them. Her hands ran up and down his spine, sending needles of ice through him, making him scrunch her nipples all the harder between his thumbs and forefingers.
Orgiurio returned to her blouse, unbuttoning it and yanking her arms down so he could tug it off without tearing it. Mickey's head fell back, her red, flaming mane falling loosely about her shoulders as her eyes closed. The contrast of her white, freckled flesh against the red of her hair was even more startling than it normally appeared. And then his sure hands were unsnapping her bra and slipping it from her shoulders, revealing those delightful, upstanding jugs in all their natural perfection.
Orgiurio took a moment to gaze at the marvel of her tits. She had magnificent nipples that blazed like two rubies, their pink-red areolas resembling nothing less than dual haloes. And under his hard stare, they seemed to flash at him, making his throat dry and his tongue wet with dribbling saliva. Her body above the waist was every bit as good as it had promised it would be. Her shoulders were strong, but not too broad. They were just right to support her tits, making them bobble as if suspended from strings, like marionettes.
Mickey shuddered with delight, her hands reaching to clutch and hold, doing her best to dig her nails into Joe's body. Her hands finally tore his shirt from his body, and she felt the heat of his chest as it squashed against hers, her bouncing boobs cushioned by the heavy growth of hair matting his entire front.
They rolled on the bed, she squealing with unparalleled pleasure, while he grunted in enjoyment of her. His hot, hungry mouth was sucking her neck, careful not to leave any telltale marks. Then his lips slid down to her luscious tits, and he sucked a nipple in, licking it lustily with his tongue as he drew it to the back of his throat. It was almost as if he could taste the difference between the pink-red areola and the creamy whiteness as he chewed, biting hard enough to leave marks that would disappear soon enough, but making sure not to break the skin. He chewed hungrily, like some raging, ravenous lion, biting hard on the nipple, where no teeth marks would show. Where another girl would have bellowed in pain, Mickey seemed to shudder with thrilled delight at the anguish caused by his chewing teeth.
Joe breathed deeply, inhaling the rich fragrance of her flesh as he sucked and bit on her enlarged nipple. She was like a fresh spring meadow after being sprinkled with morning dew. He chewed on her body as if actually eating it, relishing the taste of her the way a gourmet enjoyed a truly worthwhile repast. And all the while his hands were working away at her skirt, finding the button, opening it, pulling the skirt down, revealing the aqua panties underneath. He tugged the tiny skirt down, feeling the way it wisped against the flesh of her smooth white hips, calves and ankles, until he was, able to remove it completely. Then his mouth released her delightful tit as he sat back on his knees, contemplating her supine figure, able to see what looked like a dark-brown patch between her parted thighs. The jungle of cunt hair was rich, thick, and with curly hairs that seemed to be beckoning him.
Mickey glanced at Joe's crotch and could see a huge telltale bulge. He wanted her every bit as
much as she wanted him. He could barely keep his cock under control. She could see his big prick was not only pressed hard against the material of his pants, but was moving as if of its own volition in an attempt to break free.
Swiftly and anxiously Joe's hands loosened his belt and nearly ripped the teeth from his zipper as he opened his fly. He got to his feet for a moment and turned his back to her to remove both his pants and underwear, and she had a glimpse of his flat, small, hairy ass.
When he turned around, her eyes bulged. Mickey had seen her younger brother's little pecker when he'd been a baby and her mother had diapered him, but it in no way prepared her for what she was about to have shoved into her. His cock was enormous, with a bulbous head resembling a huge light bulb. It gleamed a rich red, quivering in all its monstrousness with a tiny slit already leaking a strange, colorless liquid, some of which was already smeared on the knobby dome. She was both thrilled and horrified, feeling there was no way such a huge pole would ever be able to fit into the delicate and dainty gash between her thighs.
She shook and trembled as his hands grabbed the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, as if with practiced ease. The last baffler to her cunt was gone.
Joe parted her thighs and stared at her sweet snatch. It was a full, rich slash, with a pouting pair of lips resembling a sliced-open piece of fruit. The oozing fluid coming from the tight, virginal split was like juice seeping from a wounded orange. Joe felt his cotton-dry throat begin to burn with ravenous thirst at the sight of the clear liquid dribbling down her pink cunt slit. He had to slake that thirst.
His face suddenly sank between her thighs, plunging into the moist, red, musky curls already
soaked with her dew. Mickey shivered and bounced, feeling his tongue reach out to her. Never having experienced a tongue buried in her seething little cunt before, Mickey was totally unprepared for the shock of the wet, slick organ as it pressed into her steaming slit, licking its way deep into her oven like depths. Stalagmites of chilling electricity chased one another up her spine as she shuddered rhythmically while his hot, slithery tongue continued plunging in and out of her virgin cunt, both his hands clutching the firm roundness of her full asscheeks. It was a brand-new sensation to Mickey, and she couldn't believe such feelings existed in the human body. She didn't know how to react as she shook and shivered, gasping and squealing at once. A mad, urgent necessity to experience the peak of this feeling set off constant little eruptions of shuddering thrills as his tongue now withdrew from the passionate center of her cunt and began pressing flat and hard against the bead of her tiny clitoris causing her youthful body to tremble as it sped through the spectrum of new and different raptures.
Her loins pressed tightly against his gaping mouth as the oily, heavy ooze seemed to pump itself out of her steaming cunt, depositing itself on his strong tongue as it continued moving from her vibrating clit to her frothing center, lunging in and out of her womanly slice like a fiery knife. He sucked the juice into his throat, telling himself he'd never tasted such a delicious flow of passionate woman-water. His powerful fingers dug deeply into her asscheeks, urging her to move her hips all the more frenetically, drumming her leaking slit constantly into his face. And Mickey's fingers tore into Joe's hair, yanking him ever closer, trying to urge every last inch of tongue into her cunt. From a prim, innocent maiden, she had become a lustful woman now raging with the delirious need for libidinous fulfillment.
'Jesus, God!' she ranted, 'This is what it feels like! Ohhhhh… no one can ever imagine what it's… ahhhhh.. like until they feel it.
She pulled her thighs wide apart, gripping her ankles with her hands, forcing her cuntlips to part, revealing the
