Chapter 9
I opened my warm, wet lips and took Rocky's big, hard prick inside. It slid smoothly along my tongue and way to the back of my throat. Then I gently closed my mouth and sucked softly and sensuously.
His hard young cock was throbbing. And it filled my mouth right up. I loved the way it thumped and pounded and sent vibrations of pleasure resounding through my eager, hot mouth. His was going to be one hell of a good cock to suck, that much I could tell already.
Slowly, I dragged my face upward, clamping my full, rich lips firmly around the thick, rigid shaft of Rocky's hot prick. All the way up to the top I pulled, sucking him with one long, deep suck every inch of the way.
My cheeks sunk in so far I could feel them pressing against my tongue. I gave him so much sucking pressure on that first stroke that he must have thought I could pull his cock right off.
Then I began a fast, furious, wet sucking that never stopped. My head went down fast, my mouth open just enough so his cock shot back into my throat.
"Uuggghhh, my God!" Rocky grunted. "Man, you really do know how to suck cock. Where in hell did you ever learn how to do this? I thought you'd never seen a big, hard prick before in your fucking life!"
I was too busy for conversation. I just started twisting and turning my head as fast as I was pumping my hot mouth up and down on his prick.
My tongue was wet and warm and I swabbed his sweet cock generously with spit on each thrust. Around and around my mouth spun on his hard pecker, and all the time I was fucking my face up and down faster and faster.
That combination of twisting and pumping at the same time is always good for a young stud. I'd learned that with Ronnie. Rocky was no different.
He responded so quickly to my hot sucking that I had to slow down a little or I would have had him shooting his cum so fast it wouldn't have been nearly as much fun.
I could feel Rocky's already-big prick swelling up even more as I sucked. I held that luscious handful of hard meat in one hand and fondled his soft, qui very balls with the other.
My lips kept spewing out warm saliva until his prick glistened and shone-all bright pink, with a dark, purplish knob at the top-and I wanted to keep sucking him for hours.
"Mmmmmm," I moaned, unable to say more to let him know how much I was enjoying the sucking. My cunt was wetter than hell. I drooled cunt-juice until it was trickling down my leg. My clit ached, and once I almost took my free hand and played with myself.
But I held off and figured Rocky might want to fuck me after I blew his rocks off for him. When I was through with his hot cock, maybe we could climb in the back seat and I'd take his thick prick way up my cunt.
He started trembling and shaking harder than ever. His belly was flat and smooth, but he was so overcome with passion and lust that his loins rippled with wave after wave of hard, convulsive emotion.
"Ohhh, shit, Mindy, I'm gonna come, baby!" he cried suddenly. "Jeesus, am I ever gonna come!"
Then his body went tense and stiff. He jerked and stiffened his body out straight. His toes touched one door and his head was right up against the other, on the driver's side.
He cried out in agony and grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and my head with the other. He pushed my mouth down hard, jamming his huge hard-on deep into my throat.
At the same time, he lurched with his hips and shoved his whole hot cock straight up. And then he unloaded a huge wad of hot cum right over my tongue.
The cum rolled in a torrent of rich, gooey cream the length of my tongue and started pouring right down my throat. I felt it ooze all through my mouth and I hurried to suck his prick and tease from him all the hot cum I loved so much right out of his boiling hot cock-head.
"Eeeiiioowww!" he screamed. He was racked with an agonizingly beautiful torment as he writhed and moaned and blasted out his sweet cum.
I was crazy with excitement . . . eager to drink his cream and fill my body with it. I wanted to fill my stomach right up with the delicious jism he was unloading.
His balls must have been full of the stuff. I thought he was never going to stop shooting it. His cum spurted out in gob after gob, drenching my mouth in a thick coating of white honey.
Cum was all over my lips and on my cheek, too. And I could see it rolling down the long shaft of his blood-engorged cock. It covered his cock-hair, right around the base of his big prick, and seeped down onto his balls.
Rocky was panting and heaving. Even for a young kid, I doubted it anybody could have given a better cock-sucking. I was really proud of myself for the way I'd gotten his rocks off so nicely. And I knew the story would be all over school the next day.
And that's just what I wanted. I had to forget about my brother Ronnie, whose prick I loved so much. I wanted to drown my sorrow about him getting married. And the way I was going to do it was by fucking and sucking all the boys in school who wanted some of my ass.
I had a pretty good idea that there wouldn't be very many guys who would pass up an opportunity to fuck me. I was right again. My pussy was in great demand in no time at all.
Art Kilmer was next. That's the way I planned it. They had made the first moves when I first got to school, so I decided to give Rocky and Art first shot at my now-available cunt.
But with Art I decided to take a little chance. I thought it would be fun to fuck him in my bed at home, after school. I could get a good lay and then get Art out of the house before Ronnie came home from work.
Art liked the idea of going home with me after school. I'm sure he had no illusions about just going home with me and popping popcorn. He knew what I wanted. And he was hot for the same thing-good, hard fucking.
When we got there, I threw my books on the coffee table in the living room. I had just turned to go to the bathroom and comb my hair, when Art caught my arm. He pulled me right down on the couch and started working on the buttons of my blouse as he kissed me hard. I forgot all about my hair right away.
"You are one hot young cunt," Art said roughly as he broke away. My lips burned with his hot kiss. I wanted more. I threw my arms around his neck and shoved my eager, trembling lips right back against his.
Only this time his mouth was wide open and I shoved my tongue right inside. I twined my tongue around his and sucked on it as hard as I could.
I didn't realize it at first, but I was lunging at him, and I was so hot for this handsome young kid that I pushed him right over on his back on the couch.
My lips were pressed hard against his, grinding and nibbling and sucking his tongue. I was right on top of him and my cunt was grinding his crotch, too.
His hard-on was straining to get out of his pants, and I could feel its heat right through his pants.
Then I realized that he had gotten my blouse all the way open before we fell backward. I quickly reached around behind me and unsnapped my bra.
My big, hot, flopping tits fell free and I let them rub firmly over his mouth and cheeks. I leaned down and rubbed one of them hard against his lips. The nipple was erect and filled with an electricity that spun through me, charging me up with a lustful, cock-crazed insanity.
Suddenly, I was seized by an overpowering hunger to ravish Art's delicious young body. He was built beautifully. He had a broad, muscle-packed chest and upper arms, and as I pulled his shirt off, I kissed and licked all over his hard, tight flesh.
He let me do whatever I wanted with him. He just lay there, eager and hard and ready to fuck, but let me rip his clothes off and sponge my wet tongue all over. I licked down over his tight nipples and quickly to his belly-button, and then I yanked down his pants and his shorts to lap over his big, stiff prick.
I gave him a lot of nice, wet kisses up and down his red, swollen cock. And I sucked and licked his balls and ran my fingers all over his flat, smooth belly.
He opened his legs wide and pulled them up and I ran my fingers down into the crack of his ass. I tickled those fuzzy little hairs on his asshole as I sucked his prick, and he moaned with ecstasy.
Then I couldn't wait to fuck him any longer. I was ravenously aroused, wild to feel his prick pounding into my fevered cunt.
I jumped up and stripped off the rest of my things. I watched Art as my clothes came flying off. His prick stood up, throbbing with its heavy load of cum, ready to burst wide open.
He was almost drooling as he watched me peel off my clothes, and I tried to make my speedy striptease as provocative as possible. I didn't drag it out, like I used to do with Ronnie, but it was good just the same.
I made my tits jiggle and flop around. They were bigger than usual that day, it seemed. They felt heavy and warm and full of lust. My nipples were rubbery . . . ready to be chewed and sucked.
My heart was pounding hard, and I could feel the steady beat of my blood in my temples as I thought about getting a good, hot fucking from Art's sweet cock.
When I pulled down my bikinis, I kicked my long, shapely leg and tossed the panties away with my toe. When my legs parted like that, Art was at an angle where he could get a perfect view of my soft, blonde pussy.
And with the kick, my pussy parted just enough to give him an eyeful of my wet, pink cunt-lips. I felt them part and smack a little from the wetness of my cunt-juice soaking them up.
"Beautiful, baby, beautiful," he murmured. "Come on. Let's get it on. I want to bury my cock in that hot cunt of yours, sweetheart!"
I went right to the couch and lay down at the end. The couch didn't have any arms, and I let my ass hang over the end. My legs were planted flat on the floor. Then I motioned for Art to stand at the end, right between my legs. He could steady himself with one hand on the back of the couch.
He moved quickly. He was just as hot as I was. His prick was bouncing up and down with hot, thick blood coursing through it.
As soon as he was in between my legs, his hard thighs rubbing against mine, his hot cock only an inch from my cunt, I pulled my legs up. I bent my knees and let them hug my tits. I put one leg up on the back of the couch, right by his arm.
My cunt was so wide open ... so poised and ready for him in this position . . . that I knew I could take his prick way up deep inside. I wanted to feel it ramming deep inside my trembling cunt.
"Okay, you fucking hard cock, ram it home!" I screamed. "Fuck the living shit out of me!"
Art hadn't ever fucked a young girl as hot as I was. He leaned forward and pressed the head of his hot, beating prick right inside my drooling cunt-lips. Then he braced himself and lurched forward violently.
His thick, steel-like battering ram of a cock went charging straight up into my soft, warm cunt and slammed hard as his balls hit my pussy. "Aaaaagggghhhhh! That's wwoooonnder-fuuuuull!" I screeched. "Jeesus, that's gorgeous! Now fuck me 'til I can't move, you horny bastard!"
I had never felt such a wonderful, cunt-filling first thrust before. It was a luscious, hot, plunging drive that plumbed the deepest part of my pink, pulsating cunt. I knew that if he just kept going like that, it was going to be one hell of a fucking piece of ass.
And he did. My God, he did! Art Kilmer gave me such a fucking that afternoon that I almost forgot all about my brother Ronnie.
He started pumping his big, stiff prick into me in deep, lunging thrusts that racked my hot cunt with jarring lust. He fucked fast and hard and shoved his long cock deeper and deeper as he got hotter and hotter.
"That's the way I like it, lover," I sighed. "Deep, baby, deep!"
"Yeah, me, too," he gasped. "I'd like to shove this cock right up to your fucking nose!"
Every time he rammed into me, sending his prick rampaging into my hot hole, I could feel my whole body shake. My head trembled with explosive, rumbling tremors every time I felt that massive missile of a prick go hurtling through my slippery, pink cuntal passage.
He didn't hold back an inch of his hard cock, even at the beginning. He shoved it all in, right up to his balls, on every thrust. I could feel those big, loose balls of his slapping against the cheeks of my ass, tickling my ass-crack, churning up the hot cum that was stored inside his sac.
I wrapped my long, contoured legs up around his back and pulled him into me. I forced his prick even deeper into my cunt, and dragged his whole, strong body right over on top of me.
"You sweet fuck," I whispered in his ear. "You're making me every, very happy. Just keep pumping the prick-meat to me, baby. And I'll fuck you as long as you want it!"
Art churned his ass, giving me a rapid-fire, hurried short strokes with his big prick, fucking my cunt dizzy with his aggressive, lustful strength.
He slid his arms under mine, hugging me to him with his hands under my shoulders. His lips met mine and he shot his tongue deep inside my mouth.
I loved the feeling of being devoured on both ends at once-his tongue deep in my mouth and his cock deep in my cunt. We rocked together, pumping our asses as fast as we could, and I knew that our time was drawing near.
My cum was already boiling . . . hot and gurgling with an urgent, not-to-be-denied readiness inside my loins. And Art was shaking so hard, his whole body trembling and quivering with excitement. That was a sure sign that he was closing in on that sweet, blissful moment of supreme ecstasy.
His balls were heavy, loaded with a hot load of ripe cum . . . and I wanted it!
"Give it to me, baby!" I cried. "Shoot me your cum! I want to feel you soak my pussy with that sweet jism!"
He was so harried, so full of passion, so eager to fuck me full, that my words were all he needed. Without a bit of warning, he suddenly reared back and shrieked out like an animal.
"I'M COOOMIIINNGG!" he yelled. He was bolt upright, his loins lunging forward, his prick imbedded completely in my hot, jerking cunt.
And then I felt the first, torrid shot of hot cum pierce my cunt-lips and go shooting up into my wildly shaking, writhing pussy.