Summer Sex And The Mouth Girl
The beginning of summer meant the beginning of summer sex for Karen D. She would now be able to indulge in her favorite pastime while soaking in all the benefits of summer beach living. Karen D. was an avid fellatrice, eager and willing to take advantage of any opportunity for the oral lovemaking she so eagerly sought. School was a drag for Karen and she looked forward to her two and a half months of summer freedom when she would be able to indulge in all the oral deviations she seemed so desperately to need.
Early in July, Karen left with several girl friends to a beach resort about a hundred miles from her home. It was a popular stretch of the ocean, frequented by throngs of school-free teenagers.
There were numerous hotels and cottages at the beach, but the teenagers preferred to sleep in cars and under the boardwalk. The local Chamber of Commerce pressured the police to crack down on the kids for sleeping out in the open, but the practice seemed to only continue and thrive.
It didn't take long to learn the ropes and if a kid was lucky he could last the whole summer without ever having to shell out a nickel for lodging. Food was another matter, although a little shoplifting from a nearby supermarket helped ward off many a hungry spell.
The beach was a favored summer haunt for the simple reason that it promised a lot of freedom. There was the freedom to spend the whole summer in nothing more than a swim suit-and for some even this was being overdressed. The boys let their eyes roam all over the girls, mentally stripping them out of their skimpy suits and sucking on their tits and fucking their cunts and asses.
And the girls had roving eyes, too, enjoying the sight of bulging muscles and a well-packed basket. Most of the guys didn't wear any kind of supporter and liked to show off the length of their cocks under the tight, wet suits.
But the best kind of freedom of all was the freedom to do whatever they wanted, keeping the company they wanted to keep, going to sleep whenever they wanted and with whomever they wanted. And this was the best part of all, especially since they were all out for the best sex they could get and as much as they could get.
The night posed no problem and hidden in the shadows or under the boardwalk, the kids fucked up a storm. Sometimes it was even possible to hear the slushing, slurping sounds of dozens of cocks fucking dozens of cunts, and the moans and sighs of dozens of orgasms.
The kids had plenty of energy and it was normal for their fucking to go on long into the night, spaced out by occasional periods of rest to catch their breath and smoke a stick of grass or two. And in such an element the boys learned everything there was to know about fucking a cunt and screwing an ass.
As young as they were they learned the best ways to get a clit all hard and throbbing and a cunt juicing like a sponge. And they learned how to hold off their own comes until the last possible minute, thereby coming up with a bucket of cream.
Karen liked fucking ever since the first cock rammed up her snatch several years ago. There was just something special, she thought, about being stuffed with a hot sausage and filled up with hot cream. She'd had just about every kind of cock there was up her cunt at one time or another and she loved it. But there was something she loved even better.
Fucking was fine, thought Karen, but sucking was even better. A hot piece of cock meat stuffed inside her mouth could beat a fuck any day. And remembering back Karen decided that she'd sucked, or been sucked, far more times than she'd been fucked.
A mouth was the best sex organ there ever was, Karen thought, whether it was wrapped around a thick prick or lapping up the hole of a juicy cunt.
She licked her lips whenever she thought of going down on a cock, or having a boy go down on her.
She first found out how good mouth sex was with her brother Paul. It was during the summer while their family was vacationing at the beach-the same beach that she was staying at now. She was thirteen at the time and Paul was fifteen.
Karen had already begun to sprout, and her breast buds had caught Paul's eye on more than one occasion. She in turn had become more and more aware of the bulge his cock and balls made in his swim suit, and she had even taken to watching him through the keyhole of the bathroom door. When she actually saw his cock and balls in the flesh, as it were, her hand automatically went down to that little nub of flesh up near the top of her slit-the nub that she had heard some of the girls call their "little man in the boat."
The parents had gone away for the day on the occasion that Karen and Paul first sucked each other. Paul had taken the initiative and announced that he wanted to go skinny dipping. Naturally Karen followed suit and before long the two of them were romping around on the sand at a deserted part of the beach, boobs jiggling up and down, and his long, thick cock and balls banging against his thighs.
Soon he had a hard-on, and Karen was amazed. She had never seen anything like that in her entire life. Don't forget she was only thirteen and a little behind the other girls. Paul laughed and told her to take it in her hands and see what it felt like, which Karen eagerly did.
Then she found that she was taken by an almost irresistible desire to take it into her mouth, and very slowly, hesitatingly for fear of what Paul might think or do, she lowered her mouth to the thick hard organ and parted her lips, giving the thick head a little nibble of a kiss.
"Go ahead," Paul said, "put it in your mouth all the way."
The prospect thrilled Karen. Her brother's cock looked like a big fleshy all-day sucker and she wanted to taste it! She opened her mouth wide and grasped Paul's cock by the base, shoving it all the way in. But she hadn't opened wide enough and her teeth scraped along Paul's hardness, forcing him to cry out.
"For Christ's sake get your teeth out of the way!"
Little by little Karen learned how to suck cock, and sometimes she found that she was just a little too wound up in getting her own pleasure and couldn't quite pay attention to the instructions Paul was giving her.
"Now start to suck ... that's it. Suck on it just like it was a piece of candy. Suck harder! Now slide your mouth up and down on it fast ... that's it, that's the way. Suck that cock, baby!"
Karen was aware of something exciting going on inside her. She felt like she was winding up like a big spring, and that sooner or later something was going to have to happen, otherwise she was going to snap! And then something did happen. Paul jetted his load.
As soon as Karen felt the hot saltiness, she jerked her head back away from that spewing staff involuntarily. She already had a good mouthful of her brother's seed, and with her eyes wide and her tongue frantically tasting the load inside her mouth she watched as Paul's cock continued to shoot stream after stream of milky fluid out onto her stomach.
"Get back on it," her brother growled, "and finish sucking me up. Come on!"
Karen did as she was told, too hypnotized by the sight before her and the tantalizing taste in her mouth to consider doing anything else. She placed her mouth back on her brother's spurting cock just in time to catch the last few jets of his cream, which she found herself eagerly gulping down.
Then, when she had finished sucking him off she looked down and saw his sperm on her stomach. Paul laughed and got his handkerchief, cleaning the slimy strings away. He worked lower and lower, going down below her little bellybutton until finally he came to her little patch of hair that had begun to sprout just above her little slit.
Karen felt her heart begin to beat faster as her brother lowered his head down to her crotch and began to lick her there. She flinched from sudden, unexpected pleasure as she felt the first stabbings of Paul's tongue travel up and down the length of her slit, stopping to toy with her little nub.
Paul licked and sucked on her little snatch until Karen thrashed about like a crazed thing. She had never felt such things going on in her body and she wanted them to go on and on, without ever stopping.
Later on, after Paul had fucked her and copped her cherry for all time, Karen was able to experience more and more, finally feeling the ultimate thrill of coming from Paul's lips and tongue working on her little box. And in spite of the fact that the two of them fucked around a lot, they always returned to the start of their sex experiences together, working on their sucking until they had perfected it.
Sometimes the two of them lay together in a good healthy bout of sixty-nine, sucking on each other until all energy was drained from their bodies, along with Paul's cock juice and Karen's cunt juice. They literally sucked themselves dry!
So, no matter how much fucking Karen and her friends did under the boardwalk at night, she still looked forward to the day. The day enabled her to get the kind of sex she wanted, for a change. The guys were always after her pussy, working desperately to get their hard cocks up into her fleshy folds, jerking back and forth in her canal until the dam burst inside them and they flooded her cunt with their boiling hot lava.
They had a thing for fucking, Karen decided, in the same way that she had a thing for sucking. Sometimes she thought it was such a shame to waste a good load of come on her cunt, when it would do so much better in her mouth. After all, she couldn't taste it in her cunt. Not only couldn't she taste the salty cream, which sometimes reminded her of a hot pork roast, but she couldn't taste the hard hotness of the guy's meat. And Karen knew that a cock tasted good!
And when it came to coming, she just didn't go over the rise as much with a cock up the cunt as she did when she was sucking it deep into her throat and rolling her tongue around and around its length. That was when she finally had the best come of all.
And during the day that's what she would get. By six A.M. the beach was considered opened. The police wouldn't allow anyone on it at night, but by dawn all systems were go. A lot of the kids sat around on the boardwalk just waiting for the time when they could grab up their blankets and head out on the wide expanse of sand to stake out their claim for the day.
Karen and her friends always headed for a spot about ten years from the water, and they would roll out their blankets and get organized for the day. This was where they would stay until nightfall, when they had to vacate the beach once more.
Naturally they couldn't fuck on the beach. Somebody would see all that humping going on and the show would be over. But sucking, well, that was a horse of a different color! You could suck a dick, suck all day and nobody could really tell what you were doing, if you played your cards right. And Karen played her cards very well.
Karen had it down to a system, where she and the boy would both get under a blanket and wrap themselves up in it as snug as two pigs in a blanket. She would allow just enough room for the slight bobbing action of her head, and that would be all.
Anyone who looked on the scene would only see two bodies, apparently asleep, wrapped up in the same blanket to shield them from the sun's burning rays. Karen would suck the boy not once but two or three times, until finally he couldn't get a hard any more, and then they would unwrap themselves while another boy eagerly took his place in the blanket, ready for the fate of having Karen's incredible lips and tongue go to work on his throbbing, turgid prick.
In this way Karen would manage to suck off about eight or ten guys each day, bringing herself to an equal number of comes before nightfall and the fucking sessions. All in all, Karen felt very satisfied with the arrangement and looked forward each day to sucking one hard prick after another, drawing every last drop of come out of those cocks.
And then one day, in between sucks, Karen looked up and saw an incredible sight. It was a boy about eighteen or nineteen, standing a few yards away from her. He had come out from behind a large beach umbrella that was laying on its side so that the person or persons on the other side would be entirely shielded from view.
Karen's cunt started to leak as soon as she saw the boy. He was a magnificent piece, with a bronze tan and bulging muscles. But more importantly he had a very bulging crotch. He was wearing a navy blue tank-type swim suit, which accentuated all that he had in his basket. And Karen was sure he knew full well what kind of impression he was making. He saw her staring at him and his full basket and he grinned. Then he lazily walked to her and plopped down on the sand.
"Hi," he said, as casually as could be. "I've heard quite a lot about you, and I wondered if you'd like to join me. It could be a lot better there behind the umbrella. At least you don't have to stay wrapped up in one of these hot blankets."
Karen got the picture at once. This boy, whose name was Jim, was offering her the privacy of his umbrella, telling her in no uncertain terms that they could strip down behind it and nobody would ever be the wiser.
Karen watched him carefully and suddenly realized something very interesting. She hadn't seen her brother Paul for several years now, since he was in the army, but she was certain that he would look just like this young god in front of her now. The resemblance was amazing.
Karen couldn't help remembering all those days and nights while she and Paul had sucked each other off, and just the thought of that got that old familiar stirring going inside her and she almost thought that she could come right then and there, even without a creamy cock in her mouth!
She lost no time in joining Jim behind his beach umbrella, and he lost no time in getting her out of her skimpy swim suit and himself out of his. Jim eyed her full tits and her thicket of cunt hair with the glistening slit inside it eagerly, licking his lips in anticipation.
And Karen felt herself overcome with desire, looking at the magnificent cock and balls dangling before her and longing to take them in her mouth and suck them and bite them right off and swallow them down whole! Karen really liked her cocks and balls!
Jim's cock was long and thick, starting with a nice, bulb-like head and then working back along the shaft and getting wider with each inch until finally it ended up in the broad root tucked deep into his kinky black cock hair. It looked to Karen like it was going to be a real mouthful, and that was going to be a real pleasure!
He knelt down beside her and took her in his strong, tanned arms. She felt herself melting in his grip, and without even thinking she reached down and took his sausage in her hand, feeling its warmth and its growing hardness. Underneath she felt his massive balls, and shuddered deliciously when she thought of all the creamy sperm that those balls held.
His strong hands reached for her pussy and his fingers got tangled in her cunt hair. The juices were already flowing inside her box and his fingers were soon moist with her stickiness. He smiled at this, and licked his lips much like a man who is about to sit down to lunch.
Jim's resemblance to her brother was too much for Karen and she forgot for the moment her own crazed desire to suck his cock deep down her throat. She wanted something else from him now, something that her brother had done for her so often, and something which Jim looked eager to do.
"Do it to me, Jim. Lap my twat."
Cuntsucking was something that Jim was an apparent master at, and it seemed fitting that these two oral champions would be brought together. Karen sat back on the sand, shielded by the umbrella, and spread her legs so that Jim could get up into her crotch.
He burrowed in there like an animal trying to find a hiding place, and in a second Karen felt the piercing heat of his tongue sink into her slit. Suddenly the boy's mouth attached itself to her cunt like a vacuum, and she felt the fleshy folds of her cunt lips being pulled into his mouth by the sheer force of his sucking.
Karen's fingers dug down into the sand as she tried her damnedest to keep some control on her sanity. Instantly she knew that Jim's mouth on her pussy was going to send her into orbit, and she grasped frantically on sand, on the umbrella post, on anything at all that would keep her from soaring up, up and away.
The boy's tongue flicked up and down the length of her glistening slit like a snake. He licked up every drop of her cunt moisture, but then the hose really got turned on inside Karen and the more Jim licked up the more she leaked out. Cunt juice was better than liquor to the boy, and he lapped frantically in order to keep from missing out on a single drop.
Up and down his tongue traveled in the glistening pink slit, and every time it got near the top of her cunt it brushed across her swelling clit, sending excruciating ecstasy through every muscle fiber of Karen's body. He did this several times, well aware of the effect it was having on the girl, and then he pressed his lips tightly around the clit and pulled back a little.
Karen felt as if Jim was trying to pull her throbbing clit right out by the roots, and she loved it. He pulled and tugged, gently but determinedly, and then he licked the length of her slit a few more times, stopping to dip his tongue all the way into her pussy hole from time to time.
Karen knew that the only way she could hold onto her mind in the face of this wildness was to do the one thing that she knew best, and that was to suck cock. Jim's beautiful sausage was dangling within her grasp, and she was never one to let a good cock go to waste, if only for a few moments.
She maneuvered herself around until she could get down to Jim's crotch. He soon realized what she wanted to do and purred with delight at the prospect of this celebrated cocksucker going down on him. He removed his sucking mouth from Karen's cunt long enough to say a few words.
"Suck it. Go ahead, baby. Take that big thing in your hot mouth and suck me, suck me, suck meeee!"
Karen needed no such encouragement, and took that pound of meat in her mouth, swallowing it right down to the hilt. She felt Jim moan an appreciative sigh, but instantly he resumed his sucking and licking and nibbling on her cunt and slit and clit.
Karen's tongue began whipping around that flesh spear that was so hotly buried in her mouth, and her tongue began to savor and appreciate the meaty flavor that was Jim's and Jim's alone. Karen had found out a long time ago that every cock has its own distinctive flavor, and she had also found that when it came to cock flavors she liked them all.
Very quickly she began to slide her liquid mouth back and forth along the length of Jim's hard shaft, and she did this without ever stopping her frantic tongue actions. Her tongue matched Jim's tongue in the intensity that he was licking up and down her pussy, now spending more and more time dipping in and out of her hole.
These two handsome young examples of good healthy American teen flesh sucked and licked in unison, as if they had practiced their sixty-nine for years. Up and down Karen's mouth traveled on Jim's hot cock, and in and out his tongue went in her steaming pussy.
It was something magnificent to behold, there on the beach, sprawled on the sand behind the security of the beach umbrella, Karen and Jim sucked and licked as the ocean pounded only a few yards from them. Their bodies were building up to incredible pressures, and with each crash of a wave Karen felt as if she could taste the tidal wave of come that she knew would be coming sooner or later.
Her own body was beginning to feel as if waves were pounding across it, and she recognized this tantalizing feeling as the beginning of her own grand and glorious come. It wouldn't be long now, she knew, as the heaviness grew inside her own body.
Suddenly Jim began to move his hips back and forth, helping his cock to slide in and out of her mouth faster and faster. His tongue was now shooting in and out of her hole like a piston that had gone out of control, and after another moment of this Karen felt a great pressure click inside her and her cunt contracted violently, letting a burst of juice flow out.
She threw her legs around Jim's head and squeezed unmercifully. This was one of the greatest comes she had had in a long time. It could only have happened, she knew, from the combination of Jim's talented mouth and tongue working on her box as well as the incredibly heavenly feeling that came from taking his cock in her mouth and sucking it frantically, hoping that his juice would fill her mouth any second.
And then it happened. Jim's tidal wave broke and the boy cried out from the sheer pleasure of the release. Karen's mouth suddenly felt like it did when she opened her mouth directly under the shower nozzle. It was something wonderful, and she gladly gulped down all of the boy's seed and then squeezed and kneaded his limp cock in an effort to get more.
Of course Jim knew a good thing when he had one, and he spent as much time with Karen as possible for the rest of the summer. Karen sucked Jim off regularly behind his umbrella, but she couldn't bring herself to vacate her throne under the blanket.
Too many past satisfied customers were coming back and asking her, begging her, for a return engagement. Karen was a mouth girl who sucked all too well, and she knew now, as young as she was, that she would always be in demand.