Chapter 6
Shep came to her and kissed her passionately. He maneuvered her firmly, but gently, and felt the hard tips of her breasts dig into his chest as he lowered himself onto her.
Just before he pressed his cock to her sweet cunt, he wondered if she had told him the truth about being a virgin. But as he forced his prick forward into her pussy he knew she had told the truth.
She sunk her teeth into his shoulder as he forced his cock into the virgin cunt, and she bit down as if she craved to eat raw meat. Shep had been bitten before, but this was something different. He felt the sharp sting of her teeth cutting through his skin, and he thrust his cock deeper into her cunt.
He felt his prick pressing to the thin membrane in her, and he stabbed at it with considerable force, ripping through and causing her to howl with pain. He stoked slowly, letting his prick lubricate itself with her juices and picked up the stroke as his prick moved more smoothly in the tight channel. In a few minutes he was beating a steady rhythm in her and her cries of pain had changed to squeals of delight.
In Shep's experience with virgins, they reacted in only one of two ways to their first love experience. Most of them didn't enjoy themselves at all. But a few got a great deal of pleasure from it. Jeanie turned out to be one of the few.
Shep kept moving, expecting, because of her shyness and innocence, and her reluctance to his approach, she would be one of those who didn't have a good time. But she was going wild. Her sighs and gasps filled the room. She flailed her body up to meet the driving rod of flesh that was stabbing deep into her vagina, and she was having a ball.
She made grunting sounds as she exerted herself. Her pelvis moved up and down, and all around to obtain a maximum stimulation from Shep's cock. Deep in her vagina the churning rumbling began.
"Faster! Faster, Shep!" she gasped. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Deeper!" she screamed. "Oooohh, stick it in me! Please!"
She pounded her cunt up to him savagely. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy. Little moans of approval came from her throat as Shep bit down on her nipples and sucked at her tasty tits.
"Oooohh!" she moaned. "I love it! I love it! Give me more! Give me all you have!"
He started picking up the stroke. He was almost ready to shoot his load, and he wanted her to get off too. His efforts did not go unnoticed. Jeanie squealed and screamed her pleasure at his extra effort.
"Ooohh, wonderful! More! More!" she urged. A few moments later a strange look spread over her face. "Shep! Shep!" she cried out.
"Something's happening! Something's happening to me!"
He grunted and smiled to himself. She was going to get her cookies off and didn't know what was happening. He'd show her what it was all about.
He bit down on her nipple and churned his prick into her bucking body. "You're going to come, baby," he mumbled past her tits. "You're going to get your cookies off!" He smashed into her. "Hang on, baby! Hang on!"
Her eyes rolled up and she screamed with joy. Her body convulsed violently, her legs wrapped around his waist and she jammed her cunt up at him.
"Ahhrrggrr!" It was a loud cry of release that flooded the room. "Ooohh, Shep! Ooohhh!"
Shep didn't hear her cries. He was lost in a cloud of ecstasy of his own. Her violent flailing had brought his juices spewing in giant spurts that shot into her orgasming vagina. He pumped into her, shooting his load against the walls of her snug vagina causing her to buck and rock that much harder, which in turn drove him on harder.
When Shep finally fell off of her she just lay there moaning deliriously. Her eyes remained closed as she relived those moments in her mind, and her hand rubbed at her aching cunt, that was sore from the steady stoking it had just gotten from Shep's prick.
He eyed her laying beside him holding her box. She had come in here a girl, and now she was a woman.
"Hi there," he whispered.
She opened her eyes and smiled weakly at him. "Hi yourself."
"How do you feel?" he asked. "Funny."
"Funny good, or funny no good?"
"Both," she said, still smiling weakly. "It made me feel so good when you had it in me. But, now I'm hurting down here," she rubbed her cunt. "I'm sore!"
Shep laughed. "That's usual. You're not used to it yet."
"It doesn't matter," she said more cheerfully. "It felt so good when you put it in, but even better as you kept taking it out and putting it back again. And at the end..." She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh of satisfaction. "That was out of this world. I've never felt anything like that. Never felt anything that good in my whole life. Is that what it should be like? Or am I sick?"
Shep laughed again. "You're not sick. That's what it's all about, baby."
"I'm glad."
"I told you there was nothing to be afraid of."
"You were right. I'm glad you didn't stop when I wanted you to. Lots of boys I go out with wanted to do that with me, but I always said no. I let them do so much, then I stopped them. I was waiting for the right guy to come along."
He didn't like the trend of the conversation. He stroked at her body while she stared up at him in rapt fascination.
"Jeanie, how old are you," he asked after a long moment of silence.
"You won't be mad if I tell you the truth."
"Of course not."
"I'm fifteen," she said.
His heart sank. Jail bait! Well, he couldn't say it came as a total surprise. But still. . . "Did I hurt your shoulder?" she asked. "I'll live."
"Come here and let me kiss it."
He went to her, and she put her lips on his shoulder. Her hand stroked at him in a way that was hardly virginal. He cupped her breasts and squeezed them gently, and she began to breathe hard with renewed desire.
Man, you're making a mistake fooling around with this girl, he told himself. But it was too late to give her back her virginity. What was done, was done, and he'd have to live with any consequences.
She was looking at him with that starry-eyed look, and said breathlessly, "Shep, darling, this is the most wonderful day of my life. I'll never forget it as long as I live."
He smiled for her and continued to stroke at her body.
"I love you," she said. "Oh, Shep. I love you!"
Great. He had made a woman out of her and now he was afraid he was stuck with her.
Shep went into the bathroom and left Jeanie spread out on the bed. He turned on the shower and stepped under the spray of water. He hadn't been there long when he heard the bathroom door open, and when he stuck his head out of the shower, Jeanie stood there. She was naked, still, and had a grin on her face.
"Can I get in?" she asked sweetly.
"Why not," he told her.
She climbed into the shower and giggled as the water hit her. "Oh, that feels good."
For a girl who had been a virgin an hour ago, she sure had lost any traces of modesty, he thought to himself. She stood there in the shower next to him and stared at his prick hanging limply between his legs.
"It sure looks different than it did before," she said.
"It doesn't stay hard all the time," he replied.
She put her hand around his prick and squeezed. "Mmmmmm, I like the feel of it."
Shep felt his prick stir with her hand there. He grabbed the soap and started lathering up.
"Let me," Jeannie insisted. She took the soap and rubbed it across his chest. Quickly she worked her way down to his cock, and a few moments later his prick was rigid with excitement.
"I like it like that much better," she said, grinning from ear to ear.
Her hand started a rhythmic stroking of the taut flesh. "I use to do this for some of the boys I went out with when they really wouldn't stop trying to seduce me." Her hand never missed a beat as she masturbated his soapy prick.
"I only did it for them to stop them, but I want to do it for you," she said. "I want to make you feel good. Do you like it?"
Shep just grunted and enjoyed the sensations her hand was bringing to him. She had come a long way in the last hour, a long way. He started thrusting his hips, an involuntary jerking motion, and a moment later he shot off. His prick spit out gobs of come that splashed onto the wall of the shower and he gave a moan of relief as her hand pumped his prick dry.
"Oh, Shep," she moaned. "That was beautiful! It got me all hot and bothered."
He shook his head and pushed her gently under the water. "Cool off, baby."
She giggled. "I wish you'd get hard again."
"I'm not superman," he answered with a smile. "Some other time."
"Will you? Really?"
"Sure."
He was beginning to wish that he had left her alone to begin with. She was young and easily swayed. She was saying she loved him, and he certainly didn't need that. He had enjoyed fucking her, and he had enjoyed the hand job she had given him, but he had an uneasy feeling.
They finished showering and dried each other off. Then they decided to go out and get something to eat before he drove her home. They dressed and left.
Shep stopped the car in front of her plain, wood-frame house and let her out.
"Come on in," she offered. "I'd like you to meet my father and mother."
"Some other time," he said quickly. That was all he needed, he told himself.
"They won't keep you long, Shep. And my brother would love to meet you. He's a big baseball fan. You two would get along great together."
"I'll meet them next time, honey," he said. There was a nervous edge in his voice. He kissed her and she murmured some more sweet words of love into his ear, and told him once again how today had been the best day of her life.
She finally went into the house and Shep gave a deep sigh of relief and drove back to his place.
A sticky business, he thought as he drove, a real sticky scene he had gotten into. A sucker, that's what he was, a fool, a damned fool. Why couldn't he have left good enough alone. He should have signed that damn ball and said good-bye, but no, he had to get a piece of ass.
He knew he could be in a lot of trouble if things got any more out of hand. He had her cherry as a trophy, and she was under the impression that he was in love with her. She damn well was convinced that she was in love with him, and he needed that like he needed a hole in the head. She was probably making the invitation list for the wedding now. A cute, but naive, jail-bait kid, who figured she was as good as being Mrs. Shep Coleman. Hell! What a position to be in.
I'd like you to meet my mother and father, Shep.
God!