Chapter 7
Lisa stood in the doorway, enjoying the way Sam Mallo's mouth fell when he saw her open the door. He had been expecting her mother because Lisa had neglected to tell him Gail had gone away for the weekend. Now, as Sam stepped into the small apartment, shutting the door behind him, Lisa broke the news to him. Anger immediately clouded his brow.
"Why didn't your mother tell me before this?" Sam wanted to know.
"I was supposed to come to your store and tell you, last Tuesday," Lisa said, smiling. "For obvious reasons, I didn't."
"Hey, now wait a minute, Lisa. You're a pretty girl, and I like you a lot, but if you think I'm going to do something here in your apartment, especially, well, I mean . . . "
"You mean especially since you've been making mom happy here?" Lisa asked. "Look, Sam. I sneaked up the fire escape one night, and I saw what you did with mom. And I think it's only right you do the same thing with me."
"Hey, wait a minute. You don't understand. Lisa, that's the way babies are made. You could become pregnant."
"Well my mom seems to be keeping herself from having any babies."
"Yeah, well your mom knows how."
"Gee, Sam, I'll bet you know more than one way."
"Well sure," Sam nodded, "but still.. . "
"Don't you like me, Sam?" Lisa asked. "I like you. In fact, I love you, and I thought you loved me."
"That's the trouble," he nodded. "I do love you."
Sam's admission caused a hot, burning itch to develop in Lisa's flaming pussy as sticky droplets began to squeeze from between her taut, young labia, moistening the smooth crotch of her tricot panties. Hell! The undergarment was becoming soaked, making the girl uncomfortable.
As she walked toward the sofa with Sam following her, her young thighs scissoring back and forth, the girl felt a strong sexual rhythm beating through her body. The nipples of her very small breasts were hardening into chocolate pellets of sensuality, pressing into her see-through blouse. She turned, letting
Sam see the arousal in her breast points, and at the same time looked down at his crotch. Yes, he was excited. He wanted her as much as she wanted him.
The truth of the matter was, Sam had fought against himself, night and day to keep from touching Lisa. He wanted her ten times more than she wanted him. It was because he did love her and her mother that he had avoided further contact with the girl.
"Look, Lisa," he gasped. "I'm crazy about you. But I'm also crazy about your mother. She's the one I want to marry. One of these days you're going to grow up and want someone other than me. What you feel for me now is a kind of infatuation. Let's face it, kid. You and I don't have a long-term future together. Whatever future I do have has to be with your mom."
"Sure," Lisa nodded, smiling. "I know that. But like you say, I am infatuated with you. Heck, there's nothing more I'd like than to see you marry mom. That way, when she's not around, you can use me. Golly! I want to be completely loved by you, Sam. I mean, that isn't asking too much. I want you to push that tasty cock into my vagina, just like you do with mom. I want you to make me feel as good as you make her feel. Mom doesn't ever have to know. Please, Sam. Please?"
Sam was totally overwhelmed by the young girl's plea. He had been so determined to avoid Lisa, but now that was all but impossible. He did love her, even though he knew her feeling for him was something that would one day wear off. He was crazy about the dark-haired young girl. Perhaps it was because she looked so much like her mother. Yet she was an individual.. . a person apart from Gail, with reactions and feelings of her own. True, the idea of living with mother and daughter, alternately fucking one, then the other, was something he would have loved. Until this moment he had never even dreamed of it. Now it was firmly implanted in his mind, and the only way to become involved was to take Lisa's virginity. Yes, he was going to change from a shoe-repair man to a "tunnel engineer," about to be the first one to drill into this young girl's particular mine. He knew he'd have to go slowly at the start, pushing in carefully, but with just enough speed to tear through the barrier of her cherry as quickly as possible.
"Okay," he said to Lisa. "We'll do it your way, kid. But I tell you the truth, I don't like doing this without your mother's okay."
"Hey, are you serious?" Lisa asked. "You know mom would never agree to this. Besides, you don't need her approval. After all, did she get yours when she went out with another man for the weekend?"
"Hey, if she's gone away for the weekend with some guy, that means she's gotta be getting it from him."
"And without you agreeing to it," Lisa pointed out.
"Well, she's not my wife," Sam admitted. "I mean, she can do whatever she wants."
"Mmmmm," Lisa sighed, leaning into him as his hand stroked the length of her arm. "That feels nice." She turned and pressed her face into his chest, her fists clutching pieces of his shirt. Sam was able to sense the girl's gasps and sighs as his hands began moving all over her, caressing her back and arms. He allowed his left hand, the one behind her, to move lower and lower along the length of her spine, finally reaching the coccyx, and then rubbing her small, rounded ass-cheeks. All the while he continued sucking on her earlobe, while exhaling hotly into her ear as she pressed her nose and lips firmly into his shirt.
"Think you're really ready for the big step?" he asked.
"I'll never be more ready," she confessed. "It has to be here and now."
His hand, which had been rubbing her arm, now slid across her blouse, smoothly, skillfully, carefully caressing and stroking her tiny breasts. He pressed his palms more firmly against the see-through material, listening to Lisa pant as he massaged her nipples, causing them to swell and enlarge even more, until it seemed they would spike holes through the blouse. His fingers found the zipper on her skirt, and slowly, carefully tugged it down. Then he opened the buttons on her blouse, tugging it off her shoulders and arms. Lisa pulled the blouse off, exposing her naked top, then writhed out of her skirt, leaving her with only her panties, shoes, and socks on. This time, she kicked off her shoes.
Sam turned her on her belly, making her lie facedown on the sofa, and then he was leaning over her, letting his tongue run rampantly up and down her back, tickling her spine. He made warm, wet trails with his lingual organ, running it the length of her back, stopping at the base of her spine, then licking up one side at a time, stopping to kiss a shoulder blade. He licked again and again, making Lisa squirm.
Wow! she thought. This is what I want. I want to be treated like a woman. I want to be loved.
She squirmed as he spun her onto her back and began licking her front the same way. His lips kissed the small, jutting swells of her breasts, his tongue licking each nipple, then moving into the sensuous valley between them. Lisa gasped and wriggled her body, feeling herself being tugged into a sitting position as Sam covered each breast completely with his mouth, one at a time.
Lisa's buttocks slid back and forth on the sofa as she writhed under Sam's soft, delicate, sensuous touch. Unable to control herself, she turned her body toward him, grabbed his hair with one hand, tugged his head back, then planted her young lips on his mouth. She jammed her lips so firmly against his, she felt the inside of her mouth being cut by her own teeth. Her eyes were tightly shut, and the girl was all but out of breath. She felt his anxious tongue probe into her eager, ardent mouth as his lips repeatedly covered hers with fiery kisses. Ecstatic thrills shot through her as the girl clutched Sam to her naked bosom.
Lisa thrilled to the feeling of Sam's fingers titillating the flowery buds of her chocolate nipples. He pinched each a little, enhancing the wonderful sensations in her breasts as her own mouth now sucked on his probing tongue, thrilling to the way it lanced in and out of her mouth. She gasped and mewled, whimpering with each bit of pressure from the tongue on which she so assiduously chewed.
Now Sam's sure, knowing hands moved from caressing her small, firm breasts to her bare thighs, sliding up under the elastic leg band of her panties. The man's fingers probed higher, causing the young girl's growing ardor to intensify. She vibrated all the more as the beatific rapture signaled by his touching fingertips made her feel even more thrills. His fingers were now slowly eeling their way into the sodden area of her soaking crotch. His manual digits tugged the drenched crotch band aside, and his fingers rubbed delightedly up and down the soaking, hair-lined slices of her leaking pussy as the girl opened her thighs, offering her femininity to him.
Lisa's head was in a whirl. She was enjoying the moving probes of his fingers more and more, becoming intoxicated with thrilling ecstasy. His fingers felt almost as good as his tongue had felt, weeks earlier. God! She didn't realize how much she really needed this until this moment. She was so glad Sam had introduced her to all this.
The strong, stiff, probing fingers attached to Sam's hand were tearing her crotch band, ripping it until it was completely out of the way. His extended finger now ran up and down the wet groove between her flooded cuntlips, and then it was sliding into the tight, narrow hole only his tongue had ever ventured into, before. The middle finger slid in very, very slowly. The burning, squeezing walls of her slavering cunt pushed around the injecting digit.
Sam shoved a bit deeper, and Lisa shifted her young body a little, making it a bit easier for him to gain some leverage as he continued pushing his finger into her. She sighed with delight as the finger slid even deeper, moving until it met the elastic barrier of hymenial membrane that was the proof of her virginity. Lisa thrilled to the pressure of the finger as it started to slowly withdraw, retreating back through the hot, humid glue through which it had originally made its way. The girl trembled as it slipped out of her burning trench, then shuddered violently when it began rubbing against the extension of her sensitive clitoris. The finger caressed, massaged, teased, and rubbed the extension, causing the girl to gasp. She felt Sam's excitement, as well, knowing he was enjoying the probing of her vaginal corridor as much as she. She sensed the stimulation charging through the man as he continued teasing her tender flesh. Remembrances of what his tongue had done to her chilled and thrilled her even more. He was panting heavily, his tongue still probing between her young lips, fucking itself into her mouth as solidly as his cock had done that wonderful morning in his store. To think, that thick, swollen shaft would shortly be plunging into the narrow vastness of her girlish cunt.
Lisa shuddered with delight. The idea of stopping never entered her young mind. What was more, she knew Sam was aware of her intention to go through with this. The only ending had to be the mating of cock and cunt. Sam knew the girl would feel pain, but he also knew his cock was capable of making the girl come in spite of any pain she might feel. And as the moments passed, Lisa became more and more aroused as her rapturous sensuality built higher and higher.
"Hey," Sam warned, tearing his lips from hers. "It's not all peaches and cream at the start. Honey, there's going to be a little pain. I mean, your cunt has never been stretched wide enough to take a thick cock like mine. The stretching's gonna hurt a little. And when I push my prick through your cherry, it will hurt."
"My cherry?"
"Yeah, it's a little bit of flesh stretched across your interior. It proves a cock has never been in you. Once I push my cock into you, that cherry breaks, and sometimes it can hurt."
"Is that the way it is for all women?" Lisa asked.
"Uh huh!" Sam nodded.
"Then go ahead and do it," Lisa insisted.
So there had to be a little pain, first. So what! It obviously wasn't a lasting pain. From what she had seen when she had spied on Sam and her mother, Gail was enjoying everything, immensely. There was no doubt she was in ecstasy and not agony. Once the initial pain was gone, it would be replaced by an everlasting fulfillment. And because she loved the man so much at the moment, the enjoyment would be that much greater than if she had allowed someone she didn't love to do this. She only wished her mother was able to see her now. This would teach Gail to keep Lisa ignorant.
"Come on, Sam," she whispered, looking forward to her defloration. "Do it to me!"
"No," he told her. "I'm gonna make you do it. It's better if you go at your own pace, deciding when to speed up and when to slow down."
"Sure," she nodded. "But when is all this deciding supposed to take place?"
"Right now," he assured her.
He made her stand while he stretched out, face-up, on the sofa. Even as she stood and he lay down, his finger was still palpating her clitoris, keeping her heated up. And then he had her sit on his belly, one knee wedged between his body and the back of the sofa, and one foot dangling on the floor. He bent her forward and down, once again kissing her sweet, tasty lips, feeling her sodden pussy rubbing back and forth over the pants covering his thrusting cock. He tugged her forward a little and once more popped her nipples between his lips, sucking on them as if they were tasty, chocolate-covered nuts, feeling them become brads of studded flesh as his lips and tongue danced over them. All the while, the fingers of his free hand continued rubbing her belly, tantalizing her tender, youthful flesh, enjoying the way she wriggled and squirmed on top of him. He felt an unabated delight at her youthful exuberance.
Tugging his mouth from her nipples, he stared down the length of his waist and realized the girl was still wearing her panties. He reached down, grabbed the waistband, and with a single, strong motion, tore it from her body, throwing the useless rag on the floor. Now he was able to once again see the pink blossom of her vaginal lips; the vortex where he had buried his tongue not too many weeks earlier. It was a fabulous sight, and his eyes bulged. He took a cushion from the corner of the sofa and propped it under his head so he was able to see better. Yes, her pink trough was a sight to behold. It had thick, rich, coral lips, with a honeyed, colorless wine seeping from between them. He remembered how tasty her fluids had been on his tongue and found himself drooling. The pouch of her labia swelled outward, making him hunger for it all the more. The aromatic scent caused shivers to run up and down his spine. Lord! This was one lovely child. And right now she was his, to do with as he pleased.
Lisa was totally naked, now, allowing Sam's eyes to appreciate her developing curves and the slight swell of her youthful hips. like Gail, Lisa had narrow hips that would never really billow, but they were round enough for Sam to enjoy the sight of them. There was something exceptionally sexy about this child.
Lisa felt delightfully conspicuous. She enjoyed having Sam's eyes wander over her young body, running up and down, stopping and admiring the total wonder of her. The way Sam looked at her made Lisa realize she was far prettier than she had originally believed. The girl wondered if other men found her to be as attractive as Sam seemed to think she was. The arousal filling his glittering eyes caused even more lubrication to come dribbling from between the butterfly-like wings of her vaginal lips. The girl felt taut, convulsive thrills of rapture blister through her internal being. Her seeping cunt was a flooded pool of wonder and began squirting even more fluid out as Sam's hands closed over her tiny breasts, his palms rubbing against her pebbled nipples. He rotated his hands in a clockwise movement, and her nipples cut into his flesh. He squeezed his fingers around the slightly swelling paps, pulling on them, aching to force her breast to enlarge even more.
"I can't help myself," he told her. "You have a fabulous young body. I can't get enough of your breasts. I want to cut your nipples off and cram the two into my mouth."
He tugged against her spine, making her fall forward, and jammed her left nipple between his teeth, biting down just hard enough to make the young girl gasp with wonder. Then he licked the nipple, sucking on the rest of her small tit at the same time. He let his tongue roll around the nipple again and again.
Lisa emitted gasping sighs as her hips once again began to rhythmically undulate against the body on which she was sitting. It was an instinctive movement, and her small buttocks wiggled furiously, clenching and unclenching.
Sam suckled her breasts furiously, trying so hard to make one of her nipples scrape across his palate. But her young breasts weren't large enough. Meantime, he squirmed under the girl, using the hand with which he had rubbed her belly to undo his belt buckle. He hoisted his ass up in the air, making her ride up as well, as he pushed his pants and underpants off, kicking his shoes off at the same time, so her flesh now rubbed against his. His throbbing cock was now free and rubbing into the hedge of her pelvis, depositing drops of its own liquid, there.
"I want to look at you," Sam insisted. "I want to see your pretty little virgin body one more time before I fuck it."
"Before you what?" Lisa asked, totally unfamiliar with the term.
"Before I fuck it," Sam repeated. "When I finally bury my hard cock in your teeming pussy, that is called fucking."
"Well, gee, shouldn't you say 'before we fuck,' rather than 'before you fuck me?' I mean, isn't this an experience we're sharing, rather than you doing something to me?"
"Honey, I'm the one with the cock. I'm the one who's going to bury it in you, even if you're the one whose hands put it in. Therefore, I'm fucking you. It is physically impossible for a woman 'to fuck.' She can 'be fucked,' but that's it."
"So you're the fucker, and I'm the fuckee."
"That's the way it is," he nodded as she stood up to let him get a good look at her.
Slowly, the lust-starved young girl's brown eyes opened to see him lying beneath her, removing his shirt so she was able to once again enjoy the sight of his nakedness. There was more than sexual hunger in the man's eyes, and Lisa knew, though she might one day become enchanted with other men, she would never fall out of love with Sam. In spite of his male-chauvinism, he was a good man, and he wanted to make her feel good. If he hadn't cared about her, he would not have warned her about the oncoming pain she would feel before enjoying his cock and the way it fucked her. Her eyes slowly wandered from his face, moving down his burly, dark-haired chest, across his flat belly, finally coming to rest on the thick, lust-hard cock she had come to love so much. She remembered how completely it filled her mouth and throat, until at one point she thought she might strangle with rapture. Now, seeing it again, it appeared even longer and thicker than the previous time, making her exhale sharply as her wide eyes stared. Yes, this was the wonderful sword she wanted to cut away that "cherry," as he had called it. God! Yes! She wanted it in her, filling her as full as it had filled her mother. She was certain she was capable of taking the entire length and breadth of it. She wondered if all men sported cocks this large. Was it possible other cocks were larger? Heck! It seemed more-likely other penises were shorter. Blood-enlarged, it was purple-crowned, and Lisa was picturing the wonderful flesh pike cramming itself into her body, filling the depths of her steaming canal, and she wantonly shivered, hoping it was really possible for her to contain the thick, swollen length of that masterful cock.
For some strange, unknown reason, a moment of terror ran through her, picturing herself being ripped apart by the monstrous penis. Even as she poised her body above the love-spear, she shuddered, and for a moment she froze, afraid it might stab up into her stomach and intestines. After all, now that she thought of it, her mother was an older, more experienced woman than she.
"Relax," Sam whispered. "Don't be afraid, Lisa. If you sit on my cock, let it push its way into you, and then shove hard when you feel it touch your cherry, it'll break real easy. Come on, kid. This isn't some cheap little fling we're having. This means a lot to both of us."
Sam's voice seemed to calm Lisa down, and she slowly relaxed, letting the air ease out of her lungs. Pain there had to be, but it would be minimal. He had promised her as much, and Lisa trusted Sam, completely. And as the terror inside her lessened, the overwhelming desire for him began intensifying, and the girl was hypnotized by the gentle touch of the head of the hot, hard cock about to enter her as it rubbed back and forth against her closed cuntlips. She imagined it was already inside her, and in her mind's eye, she saw it giving her all the thrilling pleasure it had given her mother.
As if in a complete mesmeric trance, the girl pressed both knees into the sofa on either side of Sam's body, keeping one hand on top of the sofa-back, to keep herself from plunging down too quickly. His hands were rubbing her brown nipples, tweaking them, pulling them, keeping them blood-filled and hard. His mouth was slightly open, and Lisa saw Sam's tongue tucked in the corner, waiting to kiss her, for once she was all the way down on his cock, she'd be able to lean forward to kiss him. The way his mouth worked made her think of the way he had kissed her vagina, and another static charge ran rampantly through her body. Yes, she was about to know the wonderful thrills her mother had known. The idea almost made her move quickly, but Sam's hands on her tits slowed her.
Once more staring at the shoe-repair man's face, she saw his eyes swell as they concentrated on the wondrous dark, pubic triangle. He was hungrily gazing at her curling nest of pussy hair resting above the juicy slices nestled between the solid pillars of her slender white thighs. His staring eyes locked on the shining, shimmering pink vestry, so exposed, so helpless, and now waiting to be defiled.
"Jesus!" he muttered, "you're the most absolutely ravishing female I've ever known. Your mother is the only woman as sexy as you are."
What a fabulous cunt. He remembered how tight it had been the morning he had finally forced his tongue into it. God! The girl was a natural, the way she used her muscles, gripping his oral digit. And now, that same cunt was waiting for his cock. At last, he was going to surround his prick with the softness of the young girl's cuntal membranes.
Lisa saw the lust and love shining in Sam's bright eyes. His hands were between her thighs and his belly, pressing outward on her limbs, revealing the total wonder of her deep, pink funnel. The mere sight of it was something to totally overwhelm him.
Feeling her knees pressing around his hips, he pressed a bit stronger on her inner thighs, raising his body, pressing the rounded nose of his aching penis all the more firmly between the girl's inner labia, separating them like curtains. Then he moved the purple head back and forth in the rich, coral slit.
Lisa reflexively jumped and pulled back when she felt the knob rubbing in her heated slit, realizing she was still a little nervous. Slowly but surely she relaxed again, settling down, letting the purple head press more solidly into the pink morass above her vaginal tunnel. She gasped, knowing it would shortly slide down and force its way into her seething tunnel.. . and it would hurt. Even so, she ached to feel the length and breadth of it slide into her and fill her with its magnificence. She sighed, spinning her head from side to side as she remained hovering over his throbbing cock, steeling herself to slide down its length. Her long, dark hair waved behind her like a banner each time she turned her head. Her small, firm, solid-nippled breasts trembled under the pressure of Sam's continually massaging palms as she readied herself to sit on the massive ram already keeping her soft cuntlips apart.
Sam had an overpowering urge to merely press on the girl's hips and force her down on his pulsing cock, filling her up with its entire length before she realized what had happened. He knew her hymen would instantly burst, and that might be the best way. Only a last minute flicker in his mind-that this was a girl without a father, who had been reared in total ignorance, and who would carry the image of what would happen today, forever, prevented him from carrying out this cruel act.
Lisa felt the phallic tip press against her parted labia. She wanted to reach down and grab the cock, perhaps to keep it from carrying out its threat to enter her. But Sam's hand was already there, sweeping hers aside, and he aided the penis in moving against her soft vulva, his knees pressing against the soft insides of her thighs to keep her from suddenly jumping off and clamping them together.
The inner softness of Lisa's thighs felt the hardness of the man's knees, and they felt themselves being pressed apart even farther as she slowly was being lowered on him. Her body, coming down, was slowly forcing the penis to drive its way into her youthful tightness. In it went, moving deeper and deeper, sliding slowly inside. Now half the glans was encased by her sucking pussylips.
Lisa shuddered, anticipating agony, feeling a slight pressure as her vaginal walls were forced to open wider and stretch. But with that feeling came the wonderful sensation of the penis still pushing into her, massaging those same walls. And then the corona was past her opening and inside her. Little by little, very carefully, Sam pressed down on the girl's hips, forcing her lower, even as she automatically fought, putting pressure on her knees. Even so, more and more of his solid flesh was pushing into her squeezing tightness. Her face began to grimace with pain as his broad phallus continued stretching the walls of her vagina. Sam was able to feel the girl's anxiety, and knew once her pain had disappeared, the girl would be dancing wildly on his cock.
Sam's hands slid behind Lisa, gripping her ass-cheeks, tugging her down a bit more, feeling the wonder of her crushing vagina as it compressed his cock until he thought the penis was flat.
"Help me . . . " Lisa gasped. "Push me lower . . . uhhhh.. . Sam! Keep pushing.. . uuuunnhhh.. . keep pushing . . . aaannnhhhh . . . it hurts . . . it hurts . . . ahhhhhh . . . but keep . . . oo-ohhhhh . . . pushinnn-gggg.. . until you're . . . aaahhhh . . . all the way . . . "
The rounded dome of his over-sensitive glans, pushing ever deeper, finally felt the tender, elastic barrier of her stretched cherry. He squeezed tightly with his fingers, then dug them into her soft hip-flesh, cocked his own hips, then drove upward as he forced Lisa down with all his strength. His throbbing cock tore through the hymeneal obstruction as if it was so much tissue paper, and kept on going.
Lisa reacted instantly, digging her knees more firmly into the sofa, screaming above him as his penis continued knifing in, forcing apart walls that had been so tightly compressed against one another, they all but squished when she walked.
"Oh God! God! God!" the stunned girl squealed.
The worst was over. Sam had burst through the cherry, and it was out of the way. All he had to do now was stretch her tight inner tube of vaginal walls as his massive prick continued riding higher and higher until it was finally totally encompassed in the tight, grasping clutch of her sweet, young pussy. And for the first time, Lisa understood what it meant to have something like this clogging her feminine orifice.
The girl fell forward, letting all her weight press against Sam as she lay there, recovering from the shock of his entry into her. Her mouth was wide open, and for a moment she was unaware of his tongue dredging between her lips, licking her own tongue, tickling her palate, washing down her gums. His hands remained firmly locked on her smooth, round ass-cheeks, rotating her body, forcing her tight cunt to grind around the poker pressed inside it, allowing his massive poker to enlarge her soft, squirming depths.
Lisa's mind stopped spinning, and eventually the girl came back to reality. She felt the huge dork throbbing inside her as Sam's hands continued making her ass rotate. But she also realized the pain was fast fading, disappearing into a never-to-be-remembered past. The girl became conscious of the man's strong, kissing lips, and she began responding, kissing back, rubbing her small breasts against his chest. Her arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, all but jamming his face in hers. Her eyes had stopped dripping tears, and now she was rotating her fulcrum against Sam's freely, without any help from the hands that still gripped her ass-cheeks. Vibrating with shuddering desire, the girl felt how absolutely wonderful it was to have a penis probing around inside her. She felt so totally and completely overwhelmed, realizing how wonderfully filled she was. The tiny hole in her body no longer felt plugged, but rather fulfilled. It was as if some missing part of her had returned to become part of her all over again, inundating her with a sense of thorough completion.
To Lisa, the cock inside her felt good, very good. It was everything she had seen written on her mother's face that time she had seen Sam fuck the older woman, but it was more, much more. The pain was all but totally gone, now, and soon there would be none of it remaining. The wonderful enjoyment was continuing to mount. She wanted more, more, more.
Slowly, very slowly, Sam began to carefully move within the teenaged girl, slowly tugging his massive masculine solidity from inside the seething confines.
No! she immediately thought. Oh no! No! Don't go! Don't leave me! Don't escape from within me! Please, please, cause more pain, but don't go! Keep that magic wand locked inside me.
But before the young girl was able to voice her objections, she felt a miraculous thing take place. The pole, which had been pulling out of "her, now began sliding forward all over again. He began fucking into her with slow, careful, deliberate strokes. From the way Sam was trembling, Lisa understood he felt the urge to plunge into her all the more strongly, and bury his meat in her all the faster. He exercised a marvelous self-control, refusing to obey the muscles inside him that screamed for him to continue quickly.
Sam felt greater and greater pressure building in his throbbing testicles. His swollen, lengthy cock rammed into the farthest depths of the wriggling girl's anxious pussy, filling her totally, then withdrawing until all that remained was the throbbing glans. Then once again the meaty plunger attacked, again filling the young girl with its massive self. Now he was driving into her with greater speed, and soon he was cramming in with the strength of a pile driver. The solid, blunt point of his pulsing penis moved past the entrance to her cervix, sliding into the deepest part of her frothing pussy. And all the while, the sucking, burning walls of the young girl's aching cunt continued expanding and swelling, adjusting so she might more easily contain him.
"Ohhhhhh . . . Sammmmm . . . " she gasped. "It's even better than what we did, before.. . ahhhhhhh.. . it feels so wonderfullll . . . ummmm . . . yessss . . . I never.. . uhhhhh.. . dreamed it would be.. . ahhhhh . . . like thissss . . . Don't stop.. . for heavens' sake.. . don't stop . . . Goddd! Everything's so much more intense . . . uhhhhh . . . I can tell.. . I'm going to have one terrific finish . . . ooooh . . . "
"It's . . . uuggghhh . . . called coming," Sam gasped. "You come, you climax, you orgasm . . . ahhhhh . . . you do a lot of good things . . . oooooh . . . whenever Sam Mallo is buried inside you . . . ahhhhhh . . . "
"Beloved Sam," she gasped. "Love it. I love it. Oh fuck me! Fuck me, hard! Hard! Hard! Fuck me as hard as you possibly can! Please! Ohhhhhh!"
The sound of young Lisa's pleading voice sent Sam into a wild, maddening, plunging frenzy, driving him to ram into her with even greater strength, reaching new depths with his throbbing pile driver. Christ! The girl was enjoying it, already. Most women didn't enjoy screwing until the second or third time.. . if then. But Lisa was enjoying every bit of it, now. And she wasn't worried about what would happen when he spurted inside her. She was depending on him to take care of her. From the way her clinging vagina was gripping his continually moving cock, it was obvious the girl was actually looking forward to feeling his heated seed spurt inside her. She remembered how delicious it had tasted going down her throat, and wondered if it would feel as well coating her vaginal walls. Now Sam plunged up into the girl with all his strength, determined to bring her to a heady climax. And Lisa rode his rail, filled with delight.
The girl's clutching cunt felt soldered to his pounding penis. The resistance of her clinging walls was so great, Sam had to use tremendous force each time he slammed up into her, and he had to tug strongly each time he retreated. Loud sucking sounds came from their fulcrums, where they were connected, as his butt slammed back and forth, moving his throbbing cock in and out of her sucking tunnel. Her fingers spiked into his flesh and her heels kicked his rump urging him on, and Sam realized it was time to stop being tender and gentle. He had to give her everything he had, and so he crammed his cock into her seething pussy. Again and again Lisa plunged downward, ramming Sam's invigorating probe into her grasping pussy, shoving it in as far as possible, burying it inside her to the very limit, cramming it through the clinging tissues of her enclosing walls. He thrilled to the continual kisses being planted at the base of his phallus by the crushing pressure of her vulva lips. The weighty bag containing his stones, dangling between his thighs, continually slammed up against her tender perineum and starred asshole, beating with such strength it seemed as if they were wrecking balls trying to smash through her flesh. The girls thighs held Sam tightly nestled between them, pulling him anxiously into her, as desirous of having him inside as he was thrilled to be there. The throbbing cock was now plunging into the girl with even greater speed as the mixture of their joint lubrications added to her virginal blood seemed to grease the way. The two of them were perspiring heavily, grunting, groaning, sighing each time the massive penis returned to completely fill her vaginal void. Lisa moved with as much anxiety as Sam, her buttocks bouncing wildly on his fleshy thigh-mattresses as she automatically adjusted herself to the pace of this overpowering sexual joining. Her thighs pressed solidly against his wriggling hips. Her buttocks flattened against his thighs.
Sam's mighty cock was slamming its way deeper and deeper into the grasping inner-tubing of her sloshing pussy, an inflamed, fiery pylon running through her and continually keeping the sticky walls of her vagina from coming together. It seemed to strike ever deeper into her girlish depths, running along the sweet inside track, making Lisa feel a jet plane was flashing through her, repeatedly. Her spinning brain felt the missile speeding through her hollow center with such power, she was certain the penis would eventually penetrate her stomach and cram up into her throat, very shortly choking her to death. Yet she continued riding his cock, up and down.
As time continued passing, the wondrous nave of the young girl's steaming cunt continued dilating and stretching and opening until it was able to comfortably hold the phallic spear she rode while still feeling a certain amount of friction. Lisa thought of it as a javelin plunging deeper and deeper into her with the idea of eventually emerging from her mouth.
Lisa found her body moving automatically, now, first beginning to understand the real reason for the existence of her tender vagina. In understanding the purpose for which it was to be used, she became even more cognizant of how wonderful his hard flesh felt as it continued thrusting and pounding its way up, back and forth through her flooded channel. She began concentrating on the feel of it inside her, no longer allowing things to merely happen. Her mind was starting to grasp the picture of his sweet plunger sinking as far into her feminine depths as possible. In her mind's eye, the girl saw it very clearly, just as she had seen the way this very same cock had filled her mother's hungry pussy. Lisa began concentrating on the way her wet membranes surrounded the masculine poker, and in doing so, began contracting her vaginal muscles, squeezing and crushing his power tool far inside her passionate, almost froth-flooded vagina. She was intent on enjoying every last little bit of feeling, while making Sam feel it, as well.
The girl's firm, round buttocks began bouncing even more strongly as she felt a wonderful sensation building inside her. It resembled the feeling she'd had in the shoe-repair shop, weeks ago, but she was able to feel even greater intensity.
"Uhhhhh . . . Godddd . . . " she gasped. "I.. . uhhhh . . . can feel itttt.. . I can feel it.. . " she gasped, feeling flames sear her lungs as she continued bucking her buttocks in time to the way he was knifing his swollen organ up into her depths.
"Harder!" she insisted. "Fuck me, harder! Don't.. . uhhhh . . . stop! Don't stop! Keep fucking . . . keep fucking . . . UUUUHHHH . . . GODDDD . . . COMM-MMIIIINNNNGGGG . . . ! ! ! "
Now Lisa began bucking more insanely than ever, spasming wildly as she began climaxing repeatedly, going completely out of control while Sam continued pounding up into her. She came so strongly, the pressure of her vaginal muscles all but pushed Sam's cock out of her. Her squashing cunt muscles clamped solidly around the probing penis as she continued bouncing up and down, up and down, totally out of control. The massive joint between Sam's thighs filled every last bit of the girl's previously empty pussy. It totally stoppered her vaginal tunnel, allowing no air in or out, touching every living, febrile part of her. Lisa was in a state of utter delight as one cataclysm after another blasted its way through her. The thrills were a dozen times more powerful than the wonderful pleasure she had enjoyed when Sam had tongued her. And when the first of the marvelous sensations inside Lisa began receding, her constant riding on the still-solid cock brought another shattering bit of pleasure through her body. Each orgasm totally overwhelmed her, hitting her with even greater force than its predecessor.
To Lisa, this was the most wonderful thing in the world. This was life, itself, and it was the very reason for living. It was the total of all things.
Every nerve-ending in her body was thrilled beyond measure as thrill after thrill leaped her synapses, wildly dashing through her girlish body as she continued riding Sam's cock. She felt herself caught up in the wonderment of continual orgasmic conclusions, and there seemed to be no end to them.
Seeing the intense orgasm Lisa was enjoying, Sam relaxed, lying back, letting the girl continue her wild bouncing, for now she was starting to build a climax in his body, as well. And this was going to be one helluv an orgasm, too. Perhaps the only one to rival it would be that first one he had enjoyed with Gail. All the other sexual experiences he had enjoyed with other women were almost nothing compared to the sensations this girl and her mother always managed to shoot through him. The climax building inside him was going to be one of the really big ones. Not only that, but Sam was aware this was very possibly the prelude to years and years of wonderful orgasms yet to come. And he had the feeling each new orgasm would surpass the previous ones.
Sam felt his seed come bubbling up, thrilling him as it never had before, and then he found himself thrashing wildly beneath the pretty dark-haired girl, tugging her down on top of him, feeling her small breasts press against his hairy chest as he humped his fulcrum up again and again, insanely injecting his spurting serum into the blistering depths of her wanton cunt.
"HHHHHAAAAGGGGHHHH! GGGAAAGGG-HHH!" he yelled, shooting spurt after spurt of white sauce into her tempestuous pussy. His mighty, inflexible hose blasted into the girl again and again, and with each blast, he felt her tighten as if feeling another orgasm.
And when it was over, and the two of them finally came down to earth, he took her into the bathroom and douched her out. His handling of her made the both of them hotter than ever, and they sixty-nined on the bathroom floor, after which they went into the bedroom and fell asleep in one another's arms.