Chapter 4
My life had turned into a heaven of love and sex, sex and love. The
night of the party I slept like a blistered log in a fireplace. That
is, I tossed and turned in the sweet agony of sex all night, dripping
and stewing in my juices. Once, I felt Sarah's little hand on my slick
pussy, but we were both too tired (and I was too confused) to do
anything. Sarah had fucked two guys that night and I had fucked Steve
and the brunette.
I WAS IN LOVE!
Yes, I was in love with love. In love with Bert. With the brunette.
With Steve and Steve's ripe, ridged cock. And, BOY!, with the redhead.
I had watched her climax and held her hand, and now all I could do was
think of her. Well, of her and Bert. And . . . Well, and everything, I
guess. I was at it and I was going whole hog. I had decided to stay the
course.
Yet I still hoped, secretly, that my desires would stop with the
summer. That I'd never drag my slut self home from Maine. Little did I
know that my glands would know NO containment. Never again was I able .
. .
But the story of that summer is not yet over. NOT BY A LONG SHOT! Or, I
should say, a long squirt.
For two days I wandered as in a sexual dream. I was hooked and I knew
it. But this was one fish that didn't want to spit the hook. Besides,
it was set firmly in my jaw. And I mentally thrashed and squirmed in
the agony of it. LOVE. And SEX. COCK. And CUNT. Not to mention BALLS,
BUTTS, TITTIES, CALVES, TUMMIES, etc.
Love. Sweet and savory. I couldn't (and still can't) at times think of
much else. When my motor gets warm -- and sometimes it takes just the
sight of a pair of tight buns to warm it -- I can think of nothing
else. I've been known to go for days, if not sexually satisfied,
thinking and swooning in thoughts of sex. Once I get turned on, in
other words, there's only one way to turn me off. And that is, of
course, to HAVE me. To fuck me right and proper. To belly slap with me.
To tongue me and spank my ass. To shove a big dick up my cunt. To hold
me and love me, naked in your arms.
Eight times in the following three days Bert took me on long walks in
the woods and eight times we fucked our brains out. He would take me to
the clearing and then have me strip naked. He would have me do it
slowly, one article of clothes at a time. He would remain fully
clothed. Then he would make me turn around and touch myself here or
there. He'd make me feel up my little pink titties, or smooth my hand
back and forth over my tummy, or finger my cunt while squeezing my
tits. He'd be still dressed and the whole thing would make me feel so
naked and naughty, especially when he'd have me turn around backward
and bend over with a finger in my pussy. Sometimes he would feel me up
as I stood there. He'd stick a finger in me and wag it around till I'd
be squirming all over. Or he'd kiss my thighs and belly while grabbing
my calves or squeezing my butt. He'd suck on my titties sometimes. Boy
oh boy, was I hot!
Once he made me walk around for a half hour with just my tennis shoes
and pullover on. GOD! I felt so naughty and naked. Then he had me pull
my pullover up so it covered my face and he came and felt me up all
over while my arms were straight up in the air and my face covered. As
he played with my cunt, squeezing it softly like a furred tennis ball,
he said, "Just like a peach! A ripe, tender peach, with soft cheeks."
And he stuck a finger in. I squirmed like a bitch, but he pulled away
and just made me stand there like that as he smoothed my stomach and
squeezed my naked butt.
After he'd play with me, sometimes for up to an hour, he'd strip down
and make me suck his cock. He really taught me how. I know I'd done it
before. By instinct. But Bert gave me technique. He'd lay down and have
me wrap my right hand around his cock and squeeze it and rub it up and
down until it felt like a it was ready to break. Then he'd have me
shove it into one of my little tits where he'd rub it all around. After
that he'd have me curl my little lips around the head and gently swirl
my tongue all around and over the pee hole, but especially right under
the head as I'd let him go further and further in my mouth, still
gently pumping with my hand. GOD, I loved it. I was usually leaking by
this time and would rub my cunny on his lower leg up and down and
around and around, my belly pressing into his knee, etc. And right
before he's start to cum, I would start rubbing his flat stomach with
my other hand and stroking him harder while bringing my tongue up and
down and up and down the soft, secret underside of his cock bulging
with cum, my mouth going up and down as far as I could, then I'd clamp
those lips around his cock and hang the fuck on cause he'd try to buck
me off as he would pump spurt after hot spurt of pure teenaged cum into
my mouth.
But this was never enough for Bert. Hell no! He then turn me over and
fuck me there in the grass, his still hard cock pushing through my
little pink cunny lips, and grabbing my titties from behind. Or he'd
take me "straight" (as I called it then and now), with his chest on
mine and my legs thrashing all around, then up over his naked butt and
clamped about his waist.
A few times as we fucked I thought him and the redhead, about the time
I watched him fuck the beautiful redhead and how we held hands and all.
And once I felt like I was the redhead. I mean, I could even imagine
her face being mine, so I'd not be surprised if I would have seen her
if I'd look in the mirror. And I thought her cunt was mine. And her
ripe breasts. And, shy as I was, I would rub myself, my tits and cunt,
while Bert fucked me.
Bert seemed to like this.
After the seventh time, as we lay there in the grass, Bert said,
"Steve's coming over this afternoon. I want you to come out here with
both of us."
"No, Bert. I can't believe you'd ask me to do that," but even as I
answered I thought of Steve and his hard cock and I knew I wanted
fucked again by him. I started trembling softly there in the grass.
"Listen, Suzi. I like fucking you and I think you know you're someone
special to me. If you want to keep on seeing me and having sex fun,
you'd better be ready to come out here at about this afternoon! Be
ready about one." And he left me laying there shaking on the soft grass
as he dressed and ran back to the house.
I went back and cleaned up and ate lunch and changed clothes. I put on
my tightest white shorts over plain cotton panties and wore a yellow
pullover which accented my blond hair. Still, a part of me was too
embarrassed to want to go and get naked in front of two boys, even if
they were such hunks. But all through lunch I could only think of both
Steven and Bert naked, their hard cocks sticking far out from their
bellies. I squirmed all over my chair and found I was shaking again. I
almost choked on my baloney. Getting dressed was also frustrating. I
wanted to fuck myself right there as I slipped my cotton panties up my
tanned legs and over my pouting cunt. JESUS! Each item of cloths felt
like a boy's hands all over me. I keep shaking and hugging myself. I
felt like I was going to fly apart with lust and fear and shame. I knew
what was coming, and I dreaded it and lusted after it at the same time.
I was a shameless slut but wanted to be a good girl with a good
reputation and live the all American life. If only I could do that and
be fucked every minute of my life . . .
Steve and Bert were in the front room when I came down. I couldn't look
Steve in the face, but I mumbled hello and walked outside with them and
down the path into the woods. The boys walked ahead, and this gave me a
good opportunity to look over Steve's hot buns inside his tight jeans
and notice both boys' muscular builds. Bert was dark and handsome in a
brooding, aristocratic way. Steve was blond and handsome in a little
boy way. Both were hunks! And I couldn't wait. But, at the same time, I
was terribly ashamed.
Bert and Steve sat down and lit cigarettes when we got to the clearing.
I went over to Bert's side and began to sit, but he said, "No. You keep
standing. Over there. In front of us."
"Now, turn around," he instructed. "Slowly."
And I did. Wearing the white shorts and pullover in front of these tow
guys who were looking me all over made me feel terribly ashamed and,
even, naked. My shaking increased and I tried to hug myself with my
arms to make it stop.
"NO!" Bert shouted. "Hands to your side. Just keep turning till I tell
you to stop."
The boys smoked and I turned and shook.
"Okay, Suzi, unsnap your shorts."
"No, Bert. Don't make me do that." I couldn't even look at Steve.
"Do as I say, Suzi. It'll be O.K. Trust me." His voice was soft but
firm.
I reached with both hands and unsnapped them. My fingers were shaking
pretty bad.
"Now let them fall down your legs."
"Oh, God, Bert! Please?" I looked at him, pleading with all my might.
"Do as I say," his voice was soft, but firm. I let the shorts slide
slowly don my tanned legs. I was shaking and on the verge of tears.
"Now pull down those sweet undies, lil' Sue."
I was too far gone now to stop, I mean even if I'd wanted to, but I
didn't. I hooked my thumbs on either side and bent down, slowly pulling
down my underpants. I knew Bert liked me to do this real slow, so I did
it slow this time, stopping at my knees a moment.
"Freeze!" Bert said.
I knew this game, too. I was half bent over, my naked butt slightly
sticking out, my panties around my knees, my blond pussy mostly hid
between the valley of my closed thighs, a few blond wisps of hair
sticking out.
"Now, let go of your panties and caress your thighs."
I couldn't look at the boys so I closed my eyes as my shaking hand
stroked my upper thighs. GOD! I was getting into it. I felt so naked
and HOT rubbing myself before these two hunks! Gradually I let a hand
rub my buns as the other came around in front and cupped (very softly)
my cunt, and slowly rubbed until I realized what I was doing and
quickly let that hand come up under my pullover and rub my stomach.
"Goddamn! Look at her!" I heard Steve say. "She's great! What a hot
pussy!"
When I heard that I started visibly shaking with lust and shame and I
stopped rubbing myself except letting my hands caress my upper thighs
like I was putting on sun lotion or something.
"Now pull up your top," Steve said.
"Oh!" was all I could manage as I reached down and grabbed the bottom
of my pullover with my hand crossed and pulled it slowly (I knew how
Bert liked it!) up over my pert, little breasts with their ripe nipples
(I cold feel it rub over them then the rush of warm air as they were
exposed to the hungry view of Bert and Steve), then up exposing my
armpits and covering my face until my arm were straight over my head,
then . . .
"Freeze!"
And I stopped. NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER have I felt SO NAKED.
There I was, titties, tummy, cunt, and legs exposed out in the open in
front of two fully dressed boys! My yellow pullover was over my face,
my arms were straight up in the air, my white panties were bound around
my knees, and my shorts were in a pool at my feet around my sneakers.
GOD! I was embarrassed and uncontrollably horny! I was now shaking so
that all could see and probably covered with goose bumps of
anticipation (I couldn't see, but it sure felt like it!) But I had to
stand still with my arms tight in the pullover and my whole body,
almost, exposed.
"Just stay still, Suzi. I'm going to touch you now. Don't be scared.
It's just Steve and me."
I felt a hand on my right tit that squeezed a bit and rubbed me. Then I
felt lips on my tummy and two hands grabbing my ass and gently
squeezing. I couldn't stop shaking but I pushed my belly out against
the lips and tried to push my butt back into the hands.
"Let's look at her first," I heard Bert say. And the hands and lips
stopped.
"Look at these sweet titties. They're so little now, but they're ripe
and juicy. I'll bet they'll get to be 32s by the time she grows up. You
going to visit me then, Sue?"
All I could do was gulp, and nod, and keep on shaking. I felt two hands
on my tits.
"They're so soft and young." It was Steve's voice, and probably Steve's
tongue I felt licking a nipple tentatively.
"And look at those fucking legs! Jesus, they're so tan and smooth. And
they really have power. You should feel her wrap them around you. She
can really squeeze with 'em."
And I felt their hands all over my legs and calves, squeezing and
rubbing and caressing up and down, and up and down and over and around
then a pair of lips, two pair of lips and a tongue kissing and feeling
and licking my tanned, teenage legs. God, I rubbed them together trying
to get off with my cunt, but I only managed to get hotter and hotter,
not to mentioned more ashamed.
"Now come around here and look at her sweet butt!"
Both sets of hands and lips left me and I felt disappointed
momentarily. I could hear them move around behind me and kneel down. I
kept rubbing my legs together slightly, hoping no one would notice.
"Whoooaa. Slow down. Easy, girl," Bert spoke to me as if I was a horse.
"You'll get there soon enough. Just stay still and do what I tell you."
I was terribly embarrassed that he noticed that I was trying to
masturbate with my legs but I was also terribly horny and frustrated
and feeling naked as fuck in front of two guys I couldn't even see. My
arms weren't tired, but I sure wanted my fingers somewhere else than
way up in the air holding my pullover up and over my face.
I felt one set of ands on my hips from behind.
"Look at that sweet ass! Goddamn! She's going to be one beautiful
woman."
I couldn't help but blush at such flattery. I also pushed back against
the hands slightly, probably exposing more of my butt crack and maybe
asshole than I wanted too.
The hands caressed their way down my thighs and came up under my buns,
holding one in each hand.
"Look at 'em. So tight. I mean, she's really packed IN THERE! Wouldn't
you love to spank them, Steve?"
"Fuckin' A!"
"Look at that one little mole. It's so lovely there all alone."
And I could feel someone kiss a very small spot as he rubbed both buns
then around my legs and thighs in front, keeping his distance from my
dripping, little pussy.
I shoved my butt back in whoever's face was kissing me and rubbed it
across his face, trying to get his nose to slip deep into my crack.
JESUS! I didn't know what I wanted. Probably for him to tongue my cunt
from behind. I don't know. Something.
"Whoooaa, Steve! Plenty of time, lad. Let's look at this sweet cunt,
first, then I'll let you two alone for awhile."
I heard what he said and I was scared. I know that Steve had already
fucked the daylights out of me, but that was different. That just
happened and then there were plenty of people around. NOW it was
planned. Bert had probably planned to get me out here and get me naked
with him and Steve all along and then planned to let me stay here with
Steve. I really felt vulnerable, now. I'd be almost stark naked in
front of a nearly total stranger! What was I going to do? I was choking
and shaking with lust, but I was scared as shit and embarrassed that
I'd let them get me here like this. The air seemed to get real cool all
of a sudden, but I could tell that it was me, not the air cause I could
see that the sun was still out.
There were no hands on me and I cold hear them arrange themselves in
front of me on their knees, probably.
"Open up a little bit, Sue. Open your knees," Bert said.
My panties, having slipped during all the feeling and kissing, were
around my calves now so I could open my knees a bit, but not too much.
"Hell, let's get rid of these."
And I felt both guys pull down my panties while feeling up my smooth
legs some more. They steadied me so they could pull both legs off my
feet and got the shorts out as well. Then I felt them untie my sneakers
and pull them one at a time off my feet. Occasionally one would stroke
my legs or kiss my thighs, or lick my hip, as the other one would be
undressing me.
"Now. Spread 'em, bitch," Bert said playfully.
I was shaking now harder than ever, but managed to put my feet about
two feet apart so my pussy was totally exposed. I tried to bend forward
and shove my butt just a bit back so they couldn't see so much of me,
but I felt Bert's hands on my ass as he pushed forward.
"NO. No," he said. "We're going to see what we can see. Don't fight it,
baby."
I could feel his other hand on my pussy.
"Now look at these ripe little cheeks. Pussy cheeks. Like they're
pouting or something. Looks like two halves of a peach, don't it?"
"Oh, yeah. And she's got peach fuzz too. Pretty blond pussy."
"Look at the tender lips! So soft and juicy. Look at them puff out and
pooch out."
I could feel a finger going over and over my pussy lips.
"Don't they look just so sweet?"
"Yeah, man. They sure do," Steve replied. "Let me taste."
And I felt a tongue on my pussy lips and almost jumped outta my skin. I
was uncontrollably shaking and so fucking hot I shoved my pussy against
the lips, but they left my pussy and traveled up my tummy to my tits as
a finger shoved its way into my cunt.
I humped against it, swirling it around inside me. Trying to cum and
cum and cum. But the finger left my cunt and mouth left my titties.
"Well, I'm going to leave you two alone for awhile. Suzi?"
"Yes?" I answered, muffled as much by my fear and lust as by the
pullover which still obstructed my sight.
"I want you to do everything Steve says. Got that?"
"Uh, huh," I nodded. "But why can't you and I just. . ."
"Shut up! If you don't mind Steve, he'll punish you. I told him what to
do and he'll do it. Got that?"
"Boy, I sure do," I heard Steve say.
I asked you if you got that!" Steve yelled at me.
"Yes, Steve. I understand," I said. I was softly crying now. Partly due
to Steve's having to yell at me and partly from my embarrassment.
"Bye, now."
And I could hear him walk away.
"Oh, Suzi. You can take off your shirt and let your hands down," Steve
instructed.
I did as he said and then tried to cover up with the pullover, putting
it over my cunt.
"Oh, no you don't. Drop it and come here."
I was still crying a bit and shaking a lot. But I want over to him
where he sat on a low stump. He motioned me to kneel down between his
knees and I complied.
"I hear you've learned how to suck cock real good. Is that right?"
I closed my eyes, still crying, and nodded. I wished I was a thousand
miles away. But not until I was satisfied.
Steve stood up. "Pull down my pants and suck my cock."
My hands fumbled with his belt. I was never very good at taking off a
belt backward, but I managed to free it and then I unzipped his pants,
my hand pushing past the beautiful bulge. I grabbed the jeans and his
underwear from the top and started pulling them down. I only got a few
inches and I stopped. I just couldn't go further. I was too
embarrassed.
"Let's go, bitch." And he slapped me. Not hard, but enough to surprise
me and to really make me start crying. I was fumbling with his jeans
and shorts, pulling them down, and crying like a baby. Even when I saw
his hard cock poking out (and BOY I wanted to grab it and stuff it into
me after licking it and sucking him off), I kept crying, tears running
down over my cheeks and the sun shining in my face, and a big cock
before me.
"Come on!" And I pulled his shoes off and his jeans and shorts over his
feet. "Now show me your stuff, Suzi. Suck me, and do it good!"
"Please, no. I don't want to. Please."
"Shut up and suck it. You know you want it, now suck!"
"No, I don't want to," I lied. I just want to go home and go to bed." I
was crying and shaking uncontrollably now.
"You're going to suck or you're going to suck," Steve slapped me again,
harder than the last time.
I just knelt there, crying.
"Okay, bitch. You're going to get a spanking! Right NOW. Young lady,
lay over my lap. Right the fuck now!"
He slapped me again and sat down. I was really scared now, and I
remember what I'd said to Bert. "I'll suck you. I'm sorry," I cried.
"TOO THE FUCK LATE. NOW GET YOUR ASS HERE!" Steve was really angry and
slapped me again, real hard. I could feel the tears splash off of my
cheek.
Meekly, I stood and lay over his lap. I could feel his hard cock shoved
in my tummy and he seemed to push against me, rubbing his cock into my
belly. His right hand, over my ass, began to squeeze, not too hard, but
enough that I knew he meant business. His left hand held my back down
over his lap as he poked his cock into my stomach.
Soon I felt his right hand raise up and come down, SMACK, onto my left
cheek. I was crying, again, and harder. The pain wasn't so bad, but the
humiliation was very real. His hand raised and fell, smack me over and
over. After about the fifteenth slap, I started to feel REAL strange. I
was still crying, but now I was hot as the devil. GODDAMN! I started
squirming all around in his lap, and even reached down and started
squeezing and gently pumping his hard dick, shoving it all over my
tummy as he spanked and spanked and spanked me. I cried and pumped.
Pretty soon, I felt his hand leave my back and start feeling up my
little titties as he kept spanking me. I LOVED IT! He was slapping my
ass and squeezing my titties and shoving a finger in my mouth, and I
was pumping his precious cock, the cock I loved so much the other night
and still loved now. I kept crying, now out of lust, and didn't even
really notice when he stopped spanking me and started feeling up my
naked ass and feeling my pussy from behind and sticking a finger in me.
I was rubbing all over him and trying to get him to cum on my tits or
belly and he finger fucked me. We were HOT AS SHIT! And we both knew
it.
Suddenly he seemed to snap out of it. I felt his finger stop in my
pussy and his other hand stop. I tried to get him going again by
squirming all over him and jerking on his cock, but he wasn't budging.
Then he stood up, and I fell on my back on the ground.
"I said, SUCK MY COCK!"
God his cock, ridged and deeply veined, looked beautiful and obscene at
the same time. It pointed up into the air bursting with life. As he
stood there, framed by the few soft clouds, his cock pointing to the
blue heavens, it felt like the world fell out beneath me. There was the
rod and the staff of life, and here was I, worshipping before it. I
stopped crying, and as he sat down on the stump, I picked my self up,
knelt before him and gently took hold of his magnificent cock and
softly wrapped my lips around it, letting my little tongue caress the
underside beneath the head. I let him slip deeper and deeper into my
mouth, as I tried to keep the underside well stimulated with my
swirling tongue, and the whole shaft excited by making my lips slide
tightly over the ridges and bulges.
He started thrusting deeper and deeper into my small mouth, and I tried
to keep up with him. I was horny as SHIT but I was trying to give him a
good blow job before my needs were met. I wagged my ass in the air
behind me, but could get no relief. I just kept sucking his beautiful
godhead cock and feeling his legs and flat belly and bulging biceps as
he fucked my mouth and, occasionally, felt my tits and pulled my head
further into his lap, thrusting and rolling his cock around in my
mouth.
Suddenly, I felt someone grab my hips, one hand on either side, and I
could feel a cock push against my pussy lips from behind.
I was really scared. Who was it? I wondered. I couldn't see and when I
went to look, Steve clamped his hand on my neck and shove his cock even
deeper into my mouth.
The cock behind me got its head into my pussy even though I tried to
clamp my legs from behind. Now I had had it. I couldn't stop. I had to
have that cock in me from behind, and I had to feel Steve's cock
thrusting into my mouth.
I pushed back and forth, getting the cock further and further into my
tight, slippery cunt. Inch by agonizing inch the cock came deeper in. I
could feel my pussy cheeks puff out as it shoved further and further,
and I could feel the pussy lips dripping around the cock. Meanwhile I
pumped on Steve with a hand and slurped his cock as he pumped into me
and as the cock behind finally hit my depths and I squirmed against the
man's belly behind me before he pulled back and started slowly trusting
in and out with short strokes first then deeper and gradually deeper. I
felt sure it was Bert, but the cock seemed a bit longer and a great
deal thicker. But I was too hot to think very clearly.
I was getting it good from both ends now. Both cocks coordinating their
thrusting so neither fell out, and both going the distance, as they
say. The thrusting came harder and harder and, seemingly, deeper and
deeper, plumbing my very depths and filling me in the sweet hell of
fuck and suck. I thought about the redhead for a moment, and I was her
in an ecstasy of confusion. And I also had a hard dick that I pushed
into her from behind. And I also had a hard dick that she could suck.
And I had two dicks, one to fuck her with and one to let her suck at
the same time. And I came back to myself, and felt the hot cocks as
they rolled in me like an ocean of snakes, and the man behind grabbed
my hips and crushed my tits, and I was two seconds from REALLY BLOWING
IT!
I loved it! I was squirming all around and I could feel both cocks were
ready to explode in me. I was shaking my head as much as I could and
keeping up with Steve when I saw, out of the corner of my eye someone
else standing behind me, off to the side.
It was BERT! It wasn't his cock in my cunt. That fat, hard cock was
someone else's! GOD! I wanted to scream. I want to run and hide. But I
was also starting to shudder and cum and cum heavily, shaking all over
and squirming my butt into the man behind. And Steve grabbed my neck so
I couldn't turn anymore, and he shoved harder and quicker and deeper
into me and I could feel his cock PULSE big like a mountain of cock,
and he shoved a glob of sweet, hot cum into my mouth, and he kept
thrusting, and the unseen man behind was thrusting and pumping, and his
hot cum seem to jump inside, and he kept thrusting and humping, and I
was CUMMING at the SAME time, jerking at the end of two fat, hot lines
like a fish at opening day caught with two hooks, swallowed and gaffed,
and Steve kept thrusting and pumping loads down my throat, and the man
behind was grabbing my titties and squeezing them as he fucking came in
me deeper and hotter and deeper than ever before, and Steve kept
pumping, then pulled his dick out and squirted all over my face, and
kept rubbing his cock around in the slick, hot cum, then shoving it
back into my mouth for another pump, then out again, and I was shaking
with an orgasm that hit me like a railroad train, as the man behind
kept grunting and shoving more and more cum, now mauling my tits, and
grabbing at my tummy, and shoving his hand over my cunt, and sticking a
finger in and over my clit and he kept shooting hot load after hot load
into me until I never thought any of this would EVER stop, and I didn't
want it to, every cell in my body screaming for fuck and more and more
and fuck, I was cumming like an airplane crash, as I felt the cocks go
deep in again and then stay almost still except pulsing and pushed as
far into me as possible, dripping out their last little strings of cum,
I was shaking with an intense orgasm from the gods, blessed with a fuck
from Olympus, the man behind kept rubbing my buns, my stomach, my tits,
my cunt, still pulsing and Steve still throbbing in me, now the man
caressing me gently and I could see Bert out of the corner of my eye
come over to me with the yellow pullover in his hand, and he stroked my
back and said something soothing like to a horse, I was crying with my
orgasm that was only now subsiding, and I kept pushing back into the
man and grabbing Steve's cock and trying to get it to go deepening in
my throat, and Bert spread the pullover over my eyes so I couldn't see
and tied it behind my head.
What a fuck! I was weak with it. I was a saint with it. I didn't care
if I went blind with it. If could never see again.
And I felt Steve's cock slip out of my mouth and gently rub over my
cheeks, and I kept licking at it. And the man behind, the man with the
long, thick cock, finally pulled his so slowly out while I was trying
to prolong the moment by shoving back into him and squirming against
his hairy body, as he was feeling up my ass and back, and I could feel
his cock fall out and a sudden rush of air over my cunt, the wound of
my world, then he was wiping himself off on my ass cheeks, and rubbing
his still hard dick up and down my crack from behind, once even poking
it gently into the opening of my little asshole, just gently shoving,
maybe the very tip got into the little ring there, then pulling back
and rubbing it up and down, still feeling my little dripping cunt
occasionally, or one of my tits, and I kept squirming and whimpering
with the deity of fuck surrounding me, inside and out. And I felt
abandoned in a world of sin and sorrow. Naked on my haunches, trying to
get Steve's cock, still throbbing, but growing smaller, into my sweet
little mouth.
And the man pulled back and way, and I could hear him whisper something
to Bert, and Bert laughed and I could hear him putting on his pants or
jeans and then zipping them up and walking away, out of the clearing.
All the while I was still licking Steve and rubbing his cock over my
face, and I put one hand in my tail and fingered myself back there.
God I was embarrassed. But I was fucked, too, and I knew then and
forever which mattered more! If ever thereafter I had to choose between
self respect and a hard cock, between dignity and dick, well . . . It
would be NO CONTEST! I needed to be stuffed. And I needed it over and
over again.
I was exhausted and fell down and lay in the grass. Steve lay beside me
and caressed me tenderly from behind. I fell asleep with my tit in his
hand, the pullover still tied behind my head.
We woke a few hour later, Steve's cock in my rump, but too pooped to
pop up. He took off my blindfold, we kissed, dressed each other -- we
took a long time doing this! -- and walked back to the house. It was
getting dark.
Neither Bert nor Steve ever told me who was fucking me from behind that
day, and I only asked once. To tell the truth, I didn't want to know.
If I knew, I've be embarrassed when I would see him. That is, if I
would ever see him. This way, I didn't even know if I ever ran into him
or not. In fact, I didn't know who it was for over three years. Then I
knew I bumped into him all the time. But I didn't know it then.
The next day, after a slow tender fuck in the clearing, Bert asked,
"You wanta go to a formal dance with me?"
I blushed. Bert was asking me out on a formal date! I was thrilled.
"Sure, Bert. That'd be great. You sure you want to take me."
"Suzi, you're something special. I really get off on you. And in you,"
he laughed. "Afterward maybe you can join a club."
"What club?"
"Just a club. You know some guys and girls." And, as though in an
afterthought, "We have a really good time."
"Bert," I choked. "I love you. I'll do anything you say." And he
stroked my naked body and kissed me on the cheek. He was SO sweet.
"O.K. Dress up tonight. Borrow some clothes from Sarah. Make yourself
real sharp. Pretend you're going to a prom, kiddo." He lit a cigarette
and blew smoke over my tummy. Then rubbed me and kissed my tits,
letting smoke escape between licks. "Yep, tonight after the dance you
can join the Four-Leaf Club. Be ready by six. First we'll go out and
eat. We'll double with Steve and his date." He stood up, "But maybe you
better catch a nap before then. I think you're going to need your
rest." He smiled. "Come on. Let's get back."
And he pulled me to him and kissed me long and hard as I melted in his
arms.
I couldn't wait!
