Chapter 4
Now Roger was licking and nibbling both her breasts. She pushed her chest up for him, mad about the thrills his tongue was causing. She had always known that her aching, growing swells were sensitive. But now that her nipples had been sucked to their full size, the lightest caress made her whine with lust. Even Roger's hot breath on them made her belly heave, her hips rock furiously.
Her fingers tightened on his cockshaft. The head was pressed against her open labia and all her squirming around was letting the slippery surfaces smear juice over his glans. There was a soft, wet sound as she moved against him. The sound of love, Hayley thought. Her heat jumped in her chest as he lowered a little more weight onto her. She'd never felt what it was like to be under a man. And just that, just the feel of his body pressing her down into the sofa was enough to make her gasp with joy. Her thighs opened more. She touched the calf of one of his legs with her heel. Roger moved his hips forward and his back humped up a little. The pressure against her freshly torn cherry increased and for the first time since Roger had put his finger into her, Hayley felt pain.
"Ohhhh," she whimpered, biting her Up.
"Okay, darling," Roger breathed, "I'll take it easy. I'll let you get used to it."
His swollen tip throbbed there at the beginning of her hole. She could feel the smoothly rounded surface against her. It was like trying to push a pop bottle against tightly pursed lips. Her muscles had never been stretched and now Roger was forcing something huge against them. He pushed again and again she whimpered, her fingers clutching his shaft in sudden panic.
"Ohhhh, Roger, I'm so scared."
"But you're enjoying this too. I can tell by your face."
"Yesss!"
She let him catch her mouth with his and they kissed furiously for the first time. She'd been so accustomed to kissing boys her own age that Hayley had no idea what real frenching was like. The stab of Roger's tongue between her teeth made her suck at it as soft groans came from her flared nostrils. Again he pushed with his hips and again she grasped his shaft in fright. But she had felt something opening.
Her cunt muscles were stretching out around that barbed knob. The ache of the strain wasn't as powerful as the hot new tingles that went through her pussy. Blood trickled warmly over her knuckles where she held Roger's prick. Her hymen was still being torn to fit around the feverish spear this man was wedging into her immature body. But Hayley was experiencing an exhilarating series of thrills. They bombarded her afresh whenever she thought she had gotten used to them. And now Roger was sucking hungrily at her neck, sucking hard!
"Fhhhuuuuuhh," she gasped, her hips writhing under him. His cocktip pushed, opened her like a tight, slick flower of flesh and she grunted and bit her hp against the pain as that flared glans sunk into her pussy with a sexy, wet sound.
"Baby doll..." he murmured, his face slack with passion. Hayley tightened her young cunt down instinctively around the thickness that had suddenly entered her body. Her circle of muscles clenched Roger's penis just behind the glans and she felt him pulling back a little. But he couldn't escape from the hungry suck of her pussy now. He was stuck there, stuck inside her! This revelation made Hayley shiver violently. She ignored the pain around her torn hymen. Her fingers traced the stretched flesh where Roger's prick disappeared between her folds.
"You fucked me! You did, you did!"
"... tight," he moaned, "Christ almighty, you're tight!"
"Ohhh, Roger, kiss me again! I love you. I'll love you forever."
Again his hands were under her ass. She loved him to hold her like that! It made her feel totally in his power. She knew that he could hurt her if he wanted, he could ram his big cock deep into her body. But still she gave herself to him completely, let him touch and control her in any way he wanted because she knew he wouldn't hurt her for the world.
Hayley dug her heels against the backs of his knees again, her slim hips working gingerly as she tried to get used to the thick feel of his cock that was stuck tightly in the beginning of her vagina. It was hard to believe that it would go any deeper. But since he couldn't pull it back out, Roger started thrusting at her. He thrust gently, holding her quivering bottom like the treasure it was. More blood spilled down the cheeks of her ass and he stopped and bathed her breasts with kisses.
She took her hands away from his shaft now and wrapped both arms around his back. In their hot embrace, she could feel her body being pushed deeper into the sofa. She was spread under a real man! She was getting fucked! And it was more fantastic and wonderful than she had ever dreamed.
"Mmmmmmm," she cooed as Roger kissed her mouth again. His hips jerked harder than he'd done before and she gave a low moan as the juice slickened cock entered her another inch. His prick throbbed hotly against her clasping flesh. She didn't know if she was still bleeding or not but she didn't really care.
"Fourteen years old," Roger murmured. "A fourteen-year-old angel and I've got my cock inside you." '
"Oh God! Oh God, God, God!"
She licked his neck and hugged her thin arms tighter around his middle. He rocked his hips forward and back with a steady rhythm. Her cunt was loosening a little now. She could actually feel the edges of his glans rubbing her, exciting her. And the pull of her flesh when he forced deeper, excited her clit.
"Roger .... ohhhhh, honey! Ohhhhh God ... !"
She was so wet down there! She knew that the sofa must be soaked with her juices and her blood. But the moment was too hot and lovely to worry about soiling furniture. Roger traced the soft curve of her hips with his fingers as he pumped harder. His prick opened her inside and she felt more of him sliding past the hot tight clutch of her hole. Her juices were making it very slick and very easy for him to spear her. She wiggled with hungry excitement, her asscheeks dimpling as she tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed to the in-and-out movement of Roger's rigid cock.
Hayley's eyes closed as she felt the waves of pleasure grow stronger. Her clit throbbed. Her breasts burned with a joyous flame and she worked them back and forth against Roger's hairy chest. He was getting wilder with every passing second. She didn't care about anything anymore. She only cared about that burning need to rub the raging itch of pleasure she felt. The itch spread in waves from her clitoris and pulsed back from the tight surfaces deep inside her body. She whimpered at the hot rod of Roger's cock as he slid deeper and pulled back almost to the beginning of her hole. He drove down with power now, grinding her into the sofa cushions as he nuzzled and bit at her earlobe.
Hayley began to moan and then to cry out. Her cries were quivering high pitched calls like some animal might make. She couldn't help it. She was going to come. Every muscle, every nerve of her body was sensitized. She wriggled and bucked under the ramming lust of the man above her. As she got closer to release, she forgot who she was and who Roger was. It was just the ravenous delirium of male locked to female. Even their hearts seemed to beat together. It was Roger who reminded her of who they were.
"My little darling..."
His mouth covered hers and Hayley let herself fall into the tempest of total ecstasy. Her coltish legs kicked and jerked. Her flat tummy heaved against Roger's more muscular one. Her young ass danced wildly under the grown man's thrusts.
"Ohh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhhhh!"
Her clit exploded. Even her screams were choked off by the intensity of pleasure that swelled through her body. She seemed to float in a high, hot dream as her flesh flushed with thrills, her nipples poked eagerly against Roger's chest. She pumped her hips in a frenzy of ecstasy, smearing her clit against her lover's body as his throbbing prick pressed hotly against the opening to her womb. She felt the hardness so deeply! She felt so full of hot, throbbing cock! She heard a growl and then knew it was coming from her own throat as she squirmed against the furious fucking her friend's father was giving to her.
"Ohhhh, Roger, I'm coming ... coming soooo good!"
Her throes had not entirely died away when she felt Roger pull his cock out of her. He was still thrusting, even as he forced himself to withdraw. The hot suck of her juicy folds around his tip made her gasp as he popped free.
"Darling ... Roger!"
Hayley was dimly aware of the anguish on his face. Then she felt the full length of his juice slickened cock pressed up against her tummy. It seemed so huge that she shivered at the thought that she'd had it inside her body.
"Ohhh, baby doll!" he cried, pumping his prick against the downy softness of her belly.
In confusion, Hayley reached down but she could only find his balls where they hung down over her freshly fucked mound. Her small fingers closed on the bulging eggs in their sack and as she squeezed, Roger grunted with pleasure. His body jerked, jerked more violently. And Hayley squealed as a river of hot cream exploded out onto her stomach. Streaming spurts made sticky rivulets down her sides as Roger got off his rocks.
"Darling..." she gasped, knowing now that he'd withdrawn so he wouldn't make her pregnant. With shock she realized that she'd been too lost in lusty passion to even think of the danger of pregnancy. She squirmed under him as more jizz spattered against the undersides of her breasts. Her nighty was sticky, sopping up the thick curds as Roger continued to rub his cock up and down in the mess. Hayley felt the hot sap fill her navel and overflow. Semen spilled down her sides, down into her cunt hair. Until finally Roger stopped moving so furiously and hugged her in his arms. She breathed deeply, trying to understand all that had happened to her. Roger looked at her with warm affection, his fingers petting sweat damp curls from her forehead.
Hayley had been in such a dream that it was with shock that she realized exactly what had happened. She was spending the night with her best friend, Tammy. And this was Tammy's father who'd just broken her cherry, fucked her, shot cum all over her belly and breasts. She lowered her eyes, too embarrassed now to look at him. He lifted her chin and made her meet his eyes. "You're wonderful."
"You're married! And you're my best friend's daddy. And ... ohhh God, I don't know what got into me."
Roger laughed. "My cock got into you. And you loved every inch of it."
She shivered again and was relieved when Roger kissed her neck. Then slowly he eased himself up from her. She let him mop the pungent jizz from her flesh with his handkerchief. But as the stuff dried in her gown it made the nylon stiff. She managed to sit up to survey the damage more.
"Ohhhhlook!" she gasped, staring at the mess between her legs.
There were smears of dried blood on the inside of both thighs and she could see a red crust drying in her brown curls. The insides of her cunt were more pooched out than she'd ever seen them. The raw wound where Roger's prick had torn a hole in her body seemed inflamed. And now that the sex was over with, she felt a dull throb of pain. Gingerly, she closed her thighs and put her hands over the spot as if to shield her body from further harm.
"You'll be okay. In another day or so you'll be wanting it again."
"I... I will?"
She turned scared eyes on him. Roger hugged her shoulders and kissed her freckled cheek.
"We'll have a great time," he assured her. "My wife is going to be busy with this new club she's joined. And Tammy will be taking swimming lessons this summer."
"You mean you want me to ... "
"To come over here and make love with me."
He helped her pull one strap of her gown onto her shoulder.
"Yes, that's exactly what I want."
"Roger, I feel so confused. I just don't understand about sex yet. I'm totally overA-whelmed. I never felt anything so good in all my life. But there's something inside me that feels wrong. If Betty knew, if she found out..."
Hayley trembled and hugged her arms.
"I think I'd die of shame."
"She won't find out. Nobody will. We'll be extra special careful."
He rubbed her back now, his palm warm against her flesh. Again Hayley turned up her eyes at him.
"I think I'm in love with you," she murmured.
"I love you too, baby. Maybe I'll take you off with me."
"God, what a scandal that would be!"
"Yeah." Roger gave a husky laugh. "Wouldn't it though?"
"I'd better get back upstairs. I'm a mess."
"You'd feel better if you took a nice hot bath. It'd help your cunt too. It looks pretty raw."
"It feels raw."
She touched her tummy and slid a hand upwards. "So do my tits. You really chewed on them."
Her frown turned to a smile as Roger framed her face in his hands and gazed lovingly at her.
"It's like a dream come true," he said. "All the times I watched you and wanted you."
Hayley felt like telling Roger how she'd watched him too. The time he'd jacked himself off. But she couldn't quite get it out. It just wasn't the sort of thing a fourteen-year-old girl said to her best friend's father.