Chapter 1
Honey Wilde's teenage ass was packed in her panties like a sausage ready to burst out of its skin. She was sexy and she knew it.
But she was also shrewd. She realized that, deep in his heart, the typical male had a special craving for virgins.
It was a pattern as old as the human race. Although most guys were willing to fuck anybody with a moist slit between her legs, they had a particular affection for cherry pussy. They could go to their graves believing they had fucked an inexperienced girl into womanhood, and that every other man who balled her along the line would owe the stud who'd broken her in a secret debt of gratitude. Honey counted on this.
"How am I doing so far for a beginner?" she cooed, as she stood before Bobby Dunlap with her long, tan legs apart, her hands on her hips.
For emphasis, Honey jiggled her generous tits, tossing the sunburst mane of her blonde hair. Fresh cum dripped from her lips.
"Oh, baby, you're learning fast," Bobby gushed. His eyes were bulging out of their sockets. His dick was like an arrow, even though it had just finished spurting.
Bobby was young and hung like a stallion. He had a well-deserved reputation as a cocksman. As the quarterback of the Coolidge High football team, he got all the cunt he could handle. However, in this day and age, it wasn't often a chick came along who had never gone all the way. Usually, if a girl hadn't fucked by the time she was sixteen, she was a pig. But Honey....
Bobby had gotten a boner just watching her walk down the hall in her tight jeans yesterday at school. Honey's ass was like a pendulum, swaying back and forth. Bobby could almost taste that blonde pussy nestled between her rolling thighs.
"Hey, babe, where've you been all my life?"
Bobby had asked, catching up with Honey before she turned the corner.
"You tell me," she'd answered with a radiant smile.
Before the bell for the next class had rung, Bobby had Honey's name and phone number. The next night they were on their first date. Bobby had suggested a drive-in movie. Honey said she was babysitting. When Bobby hemmed and hawed, Honey gave him an address and told him she'd expect him about 9:00, after the kids were in bed and they wouldn't be disturbed.
Things had happened fast. As they made-out on the couch, one of Bobby's hands slipped inside Honey's sweater. She wasn't wearing a bra and her erect nipples throbbingly greeted him. A good sign. At this point Bobby was taking a piece of ass for granted.
Honey let Bobby do whatever he wanted to her until his fingers started the inevitable journey under her skirt. He had just brushed the sopping crotch-band of her skin-tight panties when she closed her thighs and stopped his progress.
"I don't know if we should go any farther," she murmured. "I'm not used to this."
"What do you mean?" Bobby said impatiently. "You know you want it as much as I do."
"I'm afraid you've got the wrong idea," Honey protested, as Bobby's fingers vainly tried to wriggle under the elastic of her panties. "I'm not that kind of girl."
"What kind of girl are you?" Bobby breathed hotly in her ear.
"A virgin," Honey replied without hesitation.
Bobby's cock was already as hard as a rock. But with the word "virgin," he felt a rush of blood to his crotch that made him dizzy. The challenge that had just been presented to him was as much of a turn-on as the potential act of fucking itself.
"There's nothing to be afraid of," he said. "There's a first time for everything."
"But I'm ... I'm afraid," Honey stammered. However, as she did so, she opened her thighs just enough for Bobby's fingers to slip inside her panties and touch her cunt for the first time.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Bobby whispered as he penetrated the watery oil of Honey's pussy.
"Yes," she admitted.
"Still want me to stop?" Bobby asked.
Honey said nothing. Instead, she opened her legs even wider. Now two of Bobby's fingers plunged inside her cunt.
Honey did not hold back a moan. Nor did she put a rein on her hips, which now started squirming.
"I'll stop if you really want me to," Bobby lied. "No ... no," Honey sighed. She was unfastening her skirt now, as Bobby expertly finger-fucked her.
Soon, Honey was naked except for her panties. Then she went to work on Bobby, stripping him quickly.
"I've never seen a boy's cock before. Not like this," she muttered in apparent awe, fondling Bobby's twitching hard-on. "What am I supposed to do next?"
"Suck it," Bobby told her.
Slipping from the couch, Honey knelt between Bobby's legs and lowered her face into his crotch, his pulsing prick in her grip. The fiery head was as close to her lips as it could be without touching. A tiny pearl of pre-cum glistened at the tip.
"It won't bite," Bobby said. "There's nothing to be afraid of, it's perfectly natural. Go ahead and put it in your mouth."
Holding her breath as if she had just made one of the most important decisions in her life, Honey did as Bobby suggested. All of a sudden, the cock-head was in her mouth. It was so hot and sweet that it commanded her to suck. Within seconds she had gobbled halfway down the shaft, rubbing her lips against the pulsating blue veins.
"All the way," Bobby urged. "Take the whole thing in your mouth."
When Honey responded, Bobby began grinding his hips. Abruptly, Honey was no longer merely sucking his cock, she was being fucked in the mouth.
For several minutes, the room was silent except for the slurping of Bobby's prick in Honey's mouth. Then his balls drew up in their sac.
"I'm gonna blow!" Bobby announced with a brutal cock-thrust.
With her mouth stuffed with ten inches of thick, hard dick, Honey had no choice but to swallow the creamy onslaught of jizz. Her stomach glowed as the scalding cum gushed down her throat.
"Lap it up, baby," Bobby urged. "Every drop."
When it was over, something had changed. Honey was much bolder.
While Bobby sat on the edge of the couch, fingering his cock, Honey got to her feet and began to bump and grind. like a stripper, she peeled away her panties. Totally nude, she spread her legs in Bobby's face, the slash of her pussy gaping.
"Eat me," Honey demanded.
She shoved her wet cunt against Bobby's mouth with a smack. His tongue stiffened and entered her. When it started squirming, Honey fell forward until she was sitting on Bobby's face.
Honey's pussy was foaming, expelling as much juice as a spurting cock. Bobby's face was smeared by it by the time Honey allowed him to come up for air.
"I think I'm ready," Honey said matter-of-factly.
"F-for what?" Bobby stammered, confused by her aggressiveness.
"What do you think?" Honey grinned.
Dropping to her knees, she arched backward until her head was touching the floor. With her cunt splitting her thrusting crotch, Honey snagged the lips with her fingertips and pulled them apart as far as they would go.
"Fuck me!" Honey cried.
"Are ... are you sure?" Bobby stuttered, his tongue tied by arousal. A virgin was something new to him.
"Fuck me!" Honey repeated, turning it on. The aroma of her pussy was like a drug. Even she could smell it.
As Bobby moved between her thighs, Honey's confidence was supreme. He would fuck her better than he had ever fucked any girl in his life, of that she was sure.
The head of Bobby's cock passed between the lips of Honey's pussy. Now he was inside her, pushing ever deeper.
As inch after inch of thick prick penetrated her, the walls of Honey's cunt spasmed and her hips began to seesaw. She and Bobby were fucking.
"Harder, harder!" Honey urged. "Ram me with your huge prick!"
On cue, Bobby grunted and powered her loins forward. The head of his cock lurched all the way into Honey's womb. He was inside her so deeply that his balls were w-edged between the grasping cheeks of her upturned ass.
Lifting her head, Honey fastened her mouth to Bobby's ear. When she began whispering lewd encouragement to him, her sultry words became as much a part of the fucking as the squishing union of cock and pussy.
"Your big prick feels so good in my tight, wet cunt," Honey hissed. "Your balls are so hot and smooth against my ass. You're a stud, Bobby. A real stud. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Don't stop fucking me with your beautiful prick."
Bobby had had girls talk to him while he was balling them, but never like this. While his cock was fucking Honey's pussy, her steamy words were fucking his mind.
"Your prick is like a sword," she said. "It's ripping me in two. God, I love it when you stab my cunt with all your might. It hurts sooo goooood. Keep doing it. Punish me with your big, hard cock. More! ... More! ... MORE!"
As Honey's legs wrapped around him, Bobby mashed his groin against her thrusting crotch. The head of his dick seemed to be scraping against the bony ridges of her spine. Honey's pussy was squeezing like a vise.
"Your balls are on fire," Honey squealed as she cupped Bobby's nuts in her hand. "I can feel the cum boiling inside. I can hardly wait for your hot, sweet jizz to fill my cunt."
Bobby had never been so turned-on. His prick was jackhammering away in Honey's bottomless cunt like there was an engine in his crotch.
With her every movement, Honey was spurring him on. Her hand had left his nuts now so her fingers could explore the crack of his ass. Suddenly his ass-hole was penetrated by one, two, then three digits. Sharp nails gouged at the base of his cock and balls.
Bobby couldn't hold back any longer. It felt like his body was hollow and the cum was rising in it until he was ready to burst like a balloon.
"Come in me!" Honey cried. "Give me your jizz! NOW!"
She yanked her clawed fingers from Bobby's ass. His prick thickened and surged. Then it exploded.
All at once Honey's cunt was awash with cum. Hot, sticky cum.
There was no way Honey's pussy could hold it all. The excess jism bubbled at the seams of her cock-filled twat, then poured down her thighs in silver ribbons.
Bobby's prick was still spurting when Honey removed it from her cunt. She aimed the last of its spray at her face, wagging her head from side to side. When the flow had ceased, cum was dripping from her eyebrows and rolling down her cheeks. Fat, shimmering drops dangled from the points of her nose and chin as she grinned from ear to ear.
Bobby's mind was blown as he gazed at the cum-drenched Honey. He had never fucked anyone like her. Despite shooting his wad twice within mere minutes, his dick was standing out stronger than ever.
"With a hard-on like that, it's a good thing for you I'm still partly cherry," Honey said, stroking Bobby's tireless prick with sticky fingertips.
His jaw dropped. Partly cherry? he thought. What was she talking about? He'd just fucked hell out of her.
Honey laughed at Bobby's confusion. Now she was an imp, teasing her puzzled lover with an erotic riddle.
"A girl's cunt isn't her only hole," she slyly pointed out. "There's more than one tight place where you can stick a cock."
Bobby quickly saw what she was getting at. Turning her back to him, Honey flipped over on all fours and spread the globes of her ass in his face. Abruptly, the red eye of her ass-hole was lewdly staring at him, almost winking. A bead of moisture appeared at the center and glistened invitingly.
Despite his reputation as a master cocksman, Bobby had never fucked a girl in the ass. It was the one place where even the horniest chick seemed to have no trouble drawing the line. Even though he got all the pussy he could handle, Bobby often fantasized about shoving his dick up a tight female ass-hole.
Now the fantasy was about to come true. Honey had a couple of fingers in her ass, widening it for his cock. As she pulled apart the puckering edges, she made her ass-hole more irresistible than any cunt Bobby had ever seen. His prick felt like it was going to tear loose from his crotch in anticipation.
Honey withdrew her fingers from her ass. The opening had been stretched to the size of a quarter. There was plenty of room for the meaty head of Bobby's eager cock.
"What are you waiting for?" Honey teased. "Fuck my ass."
Bobby gripped the cheeks of Honey's ass and inserted the head of his prick in the downy chasm. When his cock-flesh met the soft warmth of female ass-hole for the first time, he shuddered with pure ecstasy.
"Shove it," Honey commanded.
Gritting his teeth, Bobby popped the head of his dick into the awaiting hole. The instant it was inside, the rippling muscles of Honey's ass did a job on him that made his balls flip-flop in their sac.
"Deeper," Honey ordered.
Bobby pushed. When he looked down, half of his cock vanished within Honey's ass-hole.
"Deeper!" Honey ordered, shouting.
"I'm afraid I'll hurt you," Bobby said.
"You'd better," Honey replied. "Go ahead, do it. Punish me. Hurt me bad. I want it ... I need it ... down deep, every girl does."
This was all Bobby needed. He turned his cock into a sword, driving it home to the heart of Honey's tight ass.
Suddenly, Honey's ass-hole was crammed with ten full inches of steely hard-on. The barbed head was reaming her bowels, raising havoc. She climaxed explosively.
But still she wanted more. More pain. More agony. And most of all, more ecstasy.
"Pump me!" Honey cried. "In and out! Back and forth!"
Bobby's cock became a battering ram. Its deep thrusts quickly had Honey babbling with glee. She was laughing. Crying. And always pleading for more, more, more!
Bobby gave it to her. He was like an animal during the mating season, with only one thing on his mind. His brains were in his prick. All he could do was fuck.
Harder and harder, faster and faster, deeper and deeper went Bobby's cock in Honey's squeezing ass-hole. His prick was bright-red from the ceaseless friction. His balls were in a turmoil, strangled by the fresh batch of cum they were producing.
"Now!" Honey screeched. "Give me your cum! Flood my ass!"
Bobby's cock jerked. Lurched. Thickened. Then it erupted violently.
His jizz was molten lava. When it poured into Honey's bowels, she jumped in the air from the fiery impact.
Although Bobby had come twice before, his third blast of jizz was his thickest and hottest of all. It seemed like his cum would never stop flowing into Honey's ass. Honey hoped not.
"I'm all used up," Bobby finally gasped, withdrawing his drained cock.
Her lust for cum still overpowering, Honey cupped her hand against her ass and caught the oozing excess. Then, flopping over on her back, she rubbed the jizz into her tits so vigorously that she pushed her nipples back into the flesh as far as they normally stuck out.
Bobby watched in awe. Honey was everything he had ever wanted in a girl.
"I'm hooked on you," he would eventually tell her. He had said these words to many of the girls he had fucked, but he had never meant them before.
Honey was pleased, of course, but hardly swept off her feet. She had been expecting it. Anyway, now that the itch in her crotch was temporarily stilled, she had other things on her mind besides Bobby's prick.
"I'm afraid you'll have to leave, Bobby," Honey said.
Bobby couldn't believe what he'd just heard. His dick was still hard. He'd planned to start fucking Honey all over again. It was as though she'd just slammed a door in his face.
"The people I'm babysitting for are due home pretty soon," Honey explained, letting Bobby down as easily as she could. "If they walk in and find you here, the shit will hit the fan. You understand, don't you? I have my reputation to think of."
Bobby attempted a mild protest, but it was no use. Less than five minutes later, Honey had him dressed and out of the house.
As he drove home, steering with one hand while he rubbed his tingling crotch with the other, Bobby looked back on what had happened almost as if it had been a wet dream rather than reality. It had flared up so quickly, then ended so abruptly. Honey Wilde was something else. For once in his life, Bobby Dunlap had met a girl he couldn't get a handle on.
In the meantime, Honey was treating herself to a long, soaking bubble bath. In actuality, her employers were scheduled to return much later than she had indicated to Bobby. Honey had lied because she wanted to clean up and she didn't like to be rushed. Being in control of the situation was very important to her.
As the frothy water dissolved the sweat and cum from her body, Honey reviewed her seduction of Bobby Dunlap. It had gone well. Very well.
But then it almost always did. Once Honey told a potential conquest that she was a virgin, she had him eating out of her hand. She got more cock by pretending to be cherry than a whore on the streets.
Lately, Honey had been especially busy. It occurred to her as she sloshed in the tub that Bobby was the fourth guy she'd fucked this week alone. She had tied her own personal high.
It would be a shame to get this far and not break the record, Honey thought while she soaped her cunt. The foamy fingers that slipped inside her gash heightened her determination.
There was a clock in the bathroom. It was still well before midnight and the couple for whom she was babysitting had promised to be home before then. The husband had caught Honey's eye right from the beginning. If she could lure him between her legs before midnight, she could break her record.
"Why not?" Honey said aloud.
Suddenly she was as hot to trot as if Bobby Dunlap had never existed-as if he had not just finished fucking her in her mouth, cunt and ass.
But then Honey Wilde was like that. The prospect of a fresh cock had a way of erasing the memory of the previous one. Every fuck for her was like the first one. By the time she got around to telling an unsuspecting male that she was a virgin, she was almost as convinced of it as he was.