Chapter 1
As Mary Lynn, the former teenaged virgin, felt the older woman's hard rubber dildo working hard and fast in and out of her cunt-and she felt the deep-vaginal orgasms ripping through her loins-she couldn't help but wonder how she had gotten there, to that submissive spot. She had started out lusting for a man, and now she was starting to think that she might be a full-fledged lesbian.
But where and when had the change occurred. It had to have been some time in the previous twenty-four hours. It seemed to Mary Lynn that just about everything that had ever happened to her had happened to her in the previous twenty-four hours.
Yes, a man.
Alexander.
What was his last name?
Alexander Woodridge, that's right. They had met at the beauty parlor where Mary Lynn worked part-time cutting hair. Alexander was Roberta Jean's boyfriend. Now Mary Lynn was nowhere to be seen, Mary Lynn was getting fucked, and Roberta Jean was the one wearing the black rubber dildo strapped around her feminine hips.
Mary Lynn's mind began to drift back.
Back into time.
Back just about twenty-four hours. Alexander and Mary Lynn had been sneaky. They had arranged to meet that night at his place, without letting Roberta Jean know anything about it.
Know what?" the man said. "What's that?"
"Roberta Jean would KILL us if she caught us here," the man said.
"I do not want to think about Roberta Jean," Mary Lynn said.
"Fair enough, fair enough. Just get on your knees and give me pleasure."
"All right."
Alexander took down his own pants and whipped out his own cock.
Mary Lynn knelt before the man and she felt like drooling. His cock was dancing merrily in her precious face.
She looked at the tip of his dick bobbing up and down. She could see that his prick was damned big-bigger than expected.
Mary Lynn could tell that the man's cock was over ten inches long, maybe ten and a half inches long. Extraordinary!
Mary Lynn was hot the world's number one expert on cocks or anything like that, but she knew this cock was exceptional.
The truth of the matter was that it was not even the length of the man's cock that amazed the girl most of all.
Oh no. It was the thickness of the man's cock that really blew her mind. She was afraid she would not be able to fit it in her mouth.
She could see that the head of the man's cock was the thickest part. She thought his cock head looked like a ripe plum.
She could see that the man's dick was already thoroughly engorged with the hot blood of his masculine arousal.
She could see that his cock head resembled a grossly overgrown acorn-the kind from which mighty oak trees grow.
She could see that the skin covering the head of the man's cock was stretched tight because of the way it was swollen.
She could not remember ever seeing anything that was quite as thin and smooth as the man's bulbous cock head.
Mary Lynn could see that the head of the man's cock was a deep purple color. No, it was even darker than that.
She decided that the man's cock head was a blue-black hue. She decided she liked that color very much.
Mary Lynn found that her favorite part of the man's cock head was the little hole at the very tip of his spear.
His piss hole. Mary Lynn knew enough about masculine anatomy to know both the man's piss and come emerged here.
Mary Lynn thought the hole was very cute. The hole had little lips on either side of it, making it mouth-like.
Mary Lynn could see that the little hole was opening and closing rhythmically, so that it looked ready to speak.
Mary Lynn figured it was too bad that the man's urethra did not have tiny vocal cords at that sexy moment.
Mary Lynn figured that the man's urethra and piss hole would have most certainly sung opera if they's had a voice box.
She could see that the shaft of the man's cock was slightly skinnier than the head--but the differ-v ence was not a great one.
She could see that the stem of the man's pork pole was also a slightly lighter color than the head.
Once again, the difference was not significant. Alexander's cock shaft really was a deep purple color-and not blue-black like the head.
The entire length of the man's cock shaft was bobbing up and down in front of his loins. The tip snapped upward.
The tip snapped higher and higher. Alexander's cock head snapped upward in a synchronized fashion with his heartbeat.
And the man's heart was racing. Mary Lynn could feel the wind of the flopping cock striking her in the face.
The tip appeared to be aiming for a spot that was several inches above the man's dimpled and concave bellybutton.
The tip came closer and closer to striking that spot above the man's navel, but that contact was never made.
Because of the way the man's cock was moving, the girl found herself looking predominantly at the underside.
Mary Lynn could see that the underside of the man's pork pole was lined with many dilated blue veins.
Mary Lynn could see that the veins criss-crossed as they went up and down the man's steamy pecker pole.
Mary Lynn could see that they made a pretty design on the man's pud, just like lines on an erotic roadmap.
Mary Lynn could see that there was one vein that was a good deal longer and thicker than any of the others.
Mary Lynn correctly assumed that this was the main vein, the vein that pumped blood all the way to the head.
Mary Lynn determined right then and there that she was going to use. that main vein in her oral pleasuring.
Mary Lynn decided that vein would guide her tongue tip's route from the base to the top of the shaft.
Mary Lynn then lowered her eyes and, for the first time, looked at the sack that held the man's testicles.
Mary Lynn could see right away that the man's gonads and the man's pecker pole had one major thing in common.
They were both a hell of a lot bigger than the girl thought they were going to be-and that was saying something.
Mary Lynn had thought all along that the man's cock and balls were going to be very big. But this was outrageous!
Mary Lynn smacked her lips. Alexander liked the obscene sound she made with her precious mouth when she did it.
Mary Lynn could see that the man's balls were the size of golf balls. They were very big. But they were not round.
No, they were shaped more like walnuts, or maybe chicken eggs. They rested very heavily at the base of the sack.
Mary Lynn could see that the man's scrotal sack appeared to be filled to the brim with his steamy silver seed.
There was a reason for that. It was because the man's scrotal sack really was filled with his hump jelly.
Alexander felt as if his balls were swollen to twice their normal size. She felt as heavy as they appeared.
Alexander stood with his feet about shoulder-width on the floor. Mary Lynn was just about ready to get started.
Mary Lynn, before she started, she realized immediately, was going to have to do something about that bobbing cock.
Mary Lynn was going to have to do something to immobilize the man's tool of masculinity. She thought about this.
She did not have to think very hard, or for very long. A figurative light bulb went on above the girl's head.
Mary Lynn reached up with her right hand and placed her fingertips on the underside of the man's cock.
Mary Lynn pushed-and she did not stop pushing until she had pinned the man's cock head to his tummy.
Mary Lynn pinned the tip of the man's pecker to that spot several inches above his concave bellybutton.
Mary Lynn loved the way the man's cock felt as it throbbed against her fingertips. She rubbed up and down his cock.
Mary Lynn rubbed the sexually sensitized tips of her feminine digits up and down the man's mammoth member.
Mary Lynn then stopped. She decided that it was time that she got busy with her mouth. Her lips were tingling.
Mary Lynn ran the tip of her tongue back and forth across her sensuous lips, even though they were already wet.
Mary Lynn nibbled her lower lip with a pearly white tooth as she pondered the task ahead of her a moment.
Then she went to work. Mary Lynn began to kiss and lick and nibble at the man's inner thighs. He loved it.
Mary Lynn started her oral pleasuring program down by the man's slightly bent knees, and she worked upward.
Switching from thigh to thigh, the girl worked her mouth closer and closer to the base of the sack holding his balls.
Mary Lynn took her time about it. She showed great patience. She was in no hurry. Alexander began to moan.
Mary Lynn took her time about it but she eventually got to the point where her mouth was close to his nuts.
Mary Lynn's lips were so close to the man's dangling scrotal sack that he could feel her hot breath.
Then the girl parted her lips and she stuck her tongue out as far as she could get it. Her tongue tip was pointy.
Mary Lynn placed the tip of her tongue on the man's nuts for the first time. Alexander felt the wave of joy.
Mary Lynn touched the man's balls tentatively at first with the tip of her tongue. Then she gained confidence.
Mary Lynn could see that there was a thick patch of short and curly pubic hair growing all around the cock's base.
Mary Lynn could see that there were even short and curly hairs growing from the man's scrotum, where her tongue touched.
Mary Lynn began to flick the tip of her tongue back and forth lightly and quickly. Alexander moaned loudly.
Mary Lynn could hear the man's breaths getting shorter and closer together. Alexander was beginning to pant.
Alexander could tell that his breaths were going to get shorter and closer together before they lengthened and separated.
Alexander had a feeling that soon he was going to look and feel as if he were trying to hyperventilate himself.
Mary Lynn licked with the tip of her tongue and with the tip of her tongue exclusively during the early stages.
Then she began to lick at the man's nuts with the flat part of her tongue-with the coated part of her taster.
Mary Lynn used the flat part of her tongue to lift and lower the man's balls as she laved them sensuously.
Mary Lynn did not stop licking at the man's scrotal sack until she had covered the whole bag with spittle.
Mary Lynn even became bold and went so far as to lick right up under the man's dangling scrotal sack. Wow!
Mary Lynn licked at the hypersensitive patch of skin in between the base of the man's balls and his asshole.
Then the man spoke.
"Suck," he said.
"Your cock?" she asked.
"No, my balls."
"Okay."
"Suck gently."
"I will."
"You could hurt me severely if you sucked too hard," the man said.
"Hurting you is the very last thing that I want to do."
"I know."
Mary Lynn concentrated on making her mouth cottony soft. She curled her lips over her pearly white teeth.
Mary Lynn did this to make sure that she would not inadvertantly bite one of the man's balls as she sucked.
Mary Lynn concentrated on breathing exclusively through her nose. She could feel her nostrils starting to flare.
Mary Lynn could hear herself making animalistic snorting noises with her flaring nostrils. Alexander heard too.
Mary Lynn then wrapped her lips around the man's left testicle and she began to suck. Alexander just loved it.
Mary Lynn did not suck anywhere near as hard as she could have if she wanted to. She sucked in a cute way.
Mary Lynn sucked in a subtle fashion. Mary Lynn created a subtle vacuum inside her oral cavity. Alexander moaned.
Mary Lynn hollowed her cheeks in a shallow fashion and kept the tip of her pink tongue busy at all times.
Mary Lynn was licking and sucking at the man's gland of masculinity simultaneously, much to the man's delight.
Mary Lynn licked and sucked at the left nut for a very long time before she pulled her mouth away to catch her breath.
She did this quickly and then wrapped her lips around the right nut. Alexander let out yet another baritone moan.
Mary Lynn sucked the right nut every bit as long as she had sucked the left. She sucked just as sensuously too.
Mary Lynn then pulled her mouth away from the man's scrotal sack for the second, and final time. He relaxed.
A little. Sure, the girl was through sucking his balls-but that just meant she was going to play with his nuts with her fingers.
Mary Lynn had to use her left hand to play with the man's balls. Her right hand was still busy holding his cock in place.
Mary Lynn turned her left palm upward and slipped her feminine fingertips under the man's wrinkled scrotal sack.
Mary Lynn wiggled her fingers and she pleasured the man's balls in this manner. Then she bobbed his balls up and down.
Mary Lynn bobbed the man's glands of masculinity up and down at the same time-as if trying to determine their weight.
They were heavy.
Very heavy.
Then the girl decided to see if she could fit the entire scrotal sack in the palm of her hand at once. She opened her dainty fingers as far apart as she could get them. She stretched her palm.
She tried-to hold the whole sack but quickly discovered that it was impossible. Her hand was too small.
Alexander's nuts were too big. No matter how large the girl made her hand some of that sack drooped over the sides of her palm.
She could not hold it all, but she held what she could-and she squeezed what she held in a rhythmic fashion.
Mary Lynn squeezed in sync with the man's racing heartbeat-and in this manner simulated the natural throbbing he was feeling down there.
Mary Lynn knew it was time to start licking the man's cock. She once again parted those puffy, sensuous lips.
She again licked her lips in spite of the fact that they did not need licking. Then she stuck her tongue out far.
Mary Lynn stuck her pink taster pout of her mouth so far that she felt an uncomfortable stretching at the roots.
Mary Lynn could feel a little of her spittle dribbling over her lower lip, then rolling down onto her chin.
Mary Lynn placed the tip of her tongue on the underside of the man's cock, at the base of the thick shaft.
Mary Lynn touched the place where the man's cock and the man's balls came together. Alexander moaned loudly.
Mary Lynn did not know it but she was touching a very important spot as far as the man was concerned, just then.
That was the spot where he could feel a growing tickle of manly anticipation. He knew what caused that tickle.
The tickle was being caused by the silver seed priming the pump, moving from his scrotum to his cock's base.
Alexander was smart enough and sexually experienced enough to know that the tickle could only grow.
It could only grow more intense, the man knew, as long as the girl continued to go down on him so sweetly.
Mary Lynn flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth across that spot at the base of his cock lightly and quickly.
She allowed her tongue to linger there and then she began to straighten her back. She licked up the shaft.
Toward the head.
She licked patiently and slowly, a millimeter at a time. "So good," he said.
He could tell that the tickle at the base of his cock was going to grow until it was no longer a tickle at all.
It was going to grow until it was a fireball of sexual anticipation, burning horniness. Ummmmmmm, he couldn't wait.
By the time his lust became that intense, the man knew, his cock would already be inside the girl's mouth.
That would be the sexual saturation point. That would be the point of no return. That would be the point of orgasmic inevitability.
Mary Lynn licked up the shaft of his cock, following the longest and thickest dilated blue vein, just as she had earlier planned.
She licked upward steadily until she got all the way to the top of the shaft. It was there that she licked the magic spot.
She could tell that it was a magic spot by the way the man's entire body jerked with pleasure when she licked him there.
The spot was on the underside of the cock shaft, at the top of the stem, below the groove in the underside of the man's cock head.
The magic spot was below the split in the man's glans, the split that made that dick crown look like a ripe plum.
She could tell by the man's disproportionate reaction to the oral caress that his nerve-endings were clustered densely there.
He was hypersensitive.
Supererogenous.
Mary Lynn knew there was a damned good chance that-at that deliciously sexy moment-she was licking the most hypersensitive and supererogenous spot on the man's entire body.
Then the girl continued to lick upward. She didn't stop licking up until she was licking the cock's tip.
Mary Lynn flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth across the swollen lips on either side of the man's piss hole.
Alexander could feel various muscles in his body tensing up on turn involuntarily. This condition, he knew, would worsen.
He knew that it wouldn't be long before all of his muscles would be tensed. She could hear him breathing as if ready to hyperventilate.
Mary Lynn stopped flicking her tongue tip back and forth across his piss hole and began to sensuously lave at the skin covering the head of the man's blue-black cock.
Mary Lynn was pleased to find that this super-stretched skin felt every bit as smooth on her sexually aroused tastebuds as it originally looked like it would.
Mary Lynn did not stop licking at the head of his cock until the entire thing was wet with her sweet spittle.
Mary Lynn could not remember ever touching anything with her tongue that was quite as smooth as the head of the man's cock.
Mary Lynn began to lick at the shaft of the man's dick. Mary Lynn licked enthusiastically with the flat part of her tongue.
Mary Lynn laved up and down the stem of the man's pork pole eagerly, like a little girl working over an all-day sucker.
She covered the whole cock with spit.
Then she stopped licking.
"You know what time it is now, right?" the man said.
"Yes."
"Tell me."
"It is time for me to suck your cock now, isn't it?" the girl said. "That's right."
"I am frightened."
"Why?"
"I am still afraid that it will not fit inside my mouth."
"It will fit if you want it to fit badly enough," the man said.
"I want it to fit in my mouth very badly," the girl said.
"In that case I don't think you are going to have any problem."
"Where there is a will there is a way, is that it?" the girl asked.
"That's right."
"What should I do?"
"Concentrate on relaxing the muscles at the sides of your jaw."
"Okay."
"Remember, the more you are able to relax the easier it will be."
"Right."
"Perhaps you might want to wiggle your jaw from side to side."
"Why?"
"Sometimes that functions to get the kinks out of the hinges."
"Oh."
-"Of course you are going to want to breathe through your nose exclusively."
"Right."
"After all, it won't be long before your mouth will be full!"
Mary Lynn removed her fingertips from the underside of the man's cock shaft and the dick came snapping down from his belly.
Mary Lynn jerked backward with her head and shoulders as she released his cock, so that it would not smack her.
Mary Lynn then reached up with her right hand and made a fist around the stem of the man's cock. She squeezed his dick.
Mary Lynn squeezed the man's balls with her left hand and the man's cock with her right hand simultaneously.
Mary Lynn did all of these things and then she dropped her jaw. Mary Lynn could feel her mouth falling gaping open.
Mary Lynn opened her mouth so far that she could feel the skin at the corners of her lips stretching taut.
Mary Lynn could feel her jaw dropping so low that she could feel it threatening to lock in the open position.
Mary Lynn could feel an ache developing in her jaw, and she could tell that this was an ache that would worsen.
One thing was for sure, the ache in her jaw was going to get a hell of a lot worse before it got any better.
Mary Lynn tried to push the ache in her jaw into the back of her head, as far from her conciousness as possible.
. Mary Lynn tried to push her personal discomfort into the deep recesses of her brain, so she could better concentrate on the oral pleasure she was attempting to administer.
Mary Lynn then pushed forward with her face. She didn't stop pushing forward until the entire head of his cock was inside her mouth.
She began to suck. There was nothing cute or , subtle about the way she sucked his cock head, as there had been earlier when she was sucking his balls.
Mary Lynn had hoped to suck and lick at the head of the man's cock simultaneously-but she discovered quickly enough that this was impossible.
Mary Lynn found that, because of the extraordinary girth of the head of Alexander's cock, her tongue was pinned helplessly and hopelessly to the bottom of her mouth, pinned over her continuously hyperactive salivary gland.
Mary Lynn reached up with her right hand and made a fist around the stem of his dick more tightly than before. This time Mary Lynn began to pump up and down on the man's meat. Mary Lynn was sucking of and jerking off the man's pecker at the same time.
Mary Lynn could tell mat she was not going to have to suck Alexander's cock very long. Mary Lynn could tell that the man was already very, very close to the sexual saturation point.
Then she felt the stem of his cock getting a little bit thicker than before. Alexander's cock began so thick that the girl's fingers could not make it all the way around, even with the help of her middle fingernail.
Mary Lynn could feel the head of the man's cock getting a little bit bigger than before inside her mouth, against the roof and the insides of her cheeks. Mary Lynn could feel the additional swelling in the man's cock head against the coated part of her tongue.
Mary Lynn then heard him scream.
Alexander sounded like a wounded animal.
Then the first gush of come entered Mary Lynn's mouth, and it did not take the girl very long at all to realize that Alexander was going to shoot a hell of a lot more jism than she had been counting on. She found herself thinking at that wonderfully sexy moment that the man was about to shoot a quart of silver seed into her mouth. Mary Lynn felt an almost unnatural need to hold all of the jism inside her mouth. To help herself accomplish this, since she had decided to give it the old college try in spite of the fact that she suspected her attempt was going to be futile, she puffed out her cheeks. In this manner, Mary Lynn made herself look as if she had suddenly developed a severe case of the mumps. There was so much come that there was no way the girl could hold all of the jism. There was simply too much fuck jelly, and the girl's oral cavity was too diminutive to hold it all. In spite of her fantastic effort, Mary Lynn could feel some of the man's silver seed oozing from the stretched comers of her mouth. The come rolled hotly and thickly down onto her chin where it instantly began to cool and coagulate with its exposure to the fresh air. The substance on Mary Lynn's chin coagulated itself into something that the man thought resembled gray jelly. Mary Lynn managed to keep ninety-five percent of the jism in her mouth, Mary Lynn and Alexander silently agreed that this was an excellent accomplishment all by itself on the teenaged virgin's part. She did the best she could-there could be no doubt about that. It also did not take Mary Lynn long to figure out that the jism was a hell of a lot hotter than she thought it was going to be. She feared, for a frightening moment or two, that the inside of her mouth was being scalded by the jism. She found that she had to wait for the jism to cool down in her mouth a little bit before her tastebuds could appropriately register the flavor. It was worth the weight. Mary Lynn found that the man's come was delicious. She found that the hump jelly tasted even better than she thought it would-and that was saying something because Mary Lynn thought Alexander's jism was going to be damned yummy.
She thought that the jism tasted fishy and salty and ever-so-refreshing. She vowed to herself that she was not going to stop sucking until Alexander's come was complete-and she kept that vow to herself. She was pleased to find that she had no trouble keeping all of the man's jism inside her mouth after the first squirt. Mary Lynn found that the quantity of jism in each of the man's squirts diminished pretty rapidly after that humongous first blast. Mary Lynn thought that the man's jism tasted better than the world's most expensive caviar. She had never actually tasted the world's most expensive caviar, of course-but Mary Lynn's feminine instincts told her that this HAD to be true.