Chapter 1
"Jack, cut it out!"
Kitty Beddingfield squirmed away from her boyfriend, flashing him a look that was mixed with fear and excitement as she hitched her halter over her tits. Things were getting out of hand. Kitty enjoyed being touched like that-a man's hands along her thighs did such exciting things to her virgin cunt. She felt the hot electricity rushing up and down her thighs while her asscheeks tensed around her fluttering asshole.
But now Jack had his hands between her legs, pushing them up until she could feel his fingertips pressing against her wet panty crotch. Somehow, having a man touching her there was unnerving. She fought for breath. How her cunt burned!
"Aw, c'mon, Kitty. All the girls do it nowadays," Jack said, still holding onto her.
"Well, I'm not all the girls, and I'm not going to do it just because you want me to. And," she added with a warning look, "if you try something, I'll tell my brother. And he'll fix things up. He just graduated from the police academy."
Kitty narrowed her eyes, watching how her words had affected Jack.
Still breathing heavily, he backed off, running his fingers through his rumpled black hair.
"Well, I'm not afraid of your brother," he grumbled, still keeping his distance.
Kitty looked through the window of his car. All the lights were still off at her house. Her mother hadn't returned from the movies yet, and her brother still wasn't home.
"We ... could go inside and have something to eat. Would you like that?"
It was a peace offering. Kitty had no intention of burning her bridges with Jack. She really thought he was a neat guy even if he was a little too fast for her tastes.
"Yeah, I guess."
She took his hand and led him from the car, looking around a little nervously just in case those nosey neighbors might be watching.
They walked into the darkened house, Kitty being careful to thread her way around the living room furniture until they reached the kitchen.
"Sure is a big house you all have...."
Kitty stopped in the darkness and felt Jack bump into her. It was an impish thing to do. But she couldn't help herself. She waited, her fingers on the light switch.
Jack wasn't slow. She felt his hand touching her waist, her shoulders. He was turning her. Well, he could kiss her here, in her house. Kitty felt safer here, more able to control things.
She tilted her face up and opened her mouth, remembering to moisten her lips before he kissed her.
"Ohhhhhhh!"
It was exciting, terribly exciting to her. She was feeling light-headed while the hot, furry spot between her ridging thighs burned more and more. She could feel the hot swell of his prick pushing outward.
Her flesh burned as Kitty pulled away, her palms flat on his massive chest. Jack was so big, so hard-muscled. She guessed that was because of all the training he had to go through to be the school's prize fullback.
"Do you want something to eat?"
"Yeah, but it's not in the refridge."
Kitty trembled. She would have laughed if it hadn't been for the hot chills racing through her body.
He was leaning down to her once more. She let him have her mouth once again.
Kitty groaned, opening her lips farther than she had ever done before. It felt daring, especially when she felt the touch of his tongue as it searched deeper. It caused a ripple of tingles to course over her skin. Just when he was pulling her tighter against him, she moved away.
"You must want something."
Kitty was surprised at the coy teasing tone of her voice. She had never gone this far with a man.
Jack moved his hands around her back, then started pushing them down to her pert little ass. "Come on. Where's your bedroom?"
"I don't want to go to my bedroom," Kitty said firmly, struggling through the red fog settling over her brain.
But to make up for her words, she wanted to see just how far she could encourage this man without going all the way. She fanned her fingers over his lower belly, moving them down until she felt the cold hardness of his belt buckle.
Jack was keeping very still, his breathing growing more labored as she stretched her hand over the bump in the crotch of his pants. The bulge pulsed against her palm.
Jack was nuzzling wildly in her hair, moaning. "Then let's sit down or something. It's gettin' real hard for me to stand up."
Kitty smiled in the dark. She was having a real effect on this big man. On the football field, he was king. Nobody dared oppose him. But here, she was controlling him ... at least, for a little while.
"Here, in the front room."
They moved into the large living room and they finally stood next to a long white couch.
Jack moved one of his hands around her hips, working his fingers down her tummy until he curled them under her cuntal mound.
Kitty gasped, standing on her toes as he rubbed the wet nylon between her cuntlips. She bucked her hips back so he would touch her clit.
She felt herself spinning out of control. Jack was telling her all sorts of filthy things, things she wanted to hear. He was telling her about how badly she wanted him, how much she wanted to get fucked.
"Ohhhh, God, it feels good!"
He was pushing her back, back until she felt the couch with the backs of her knees.
Kitty sat down, trying to reorganize her thoughts. But Jack wouldn't let her. In a second, he was all over her, pushing her shoulders down, opening her halter and shoving it up until it gathered around her throat. Her tits were exposed, rolling against one another!
Flushing beet red, Kitty tried to struggle against those compelling hands. But Jack was too strong. He held her down, licking his tongue over her nipples until Kitty calmed down somewhat.
Kitty breathed raspily through her flared nostrils, her back arching while she rubbed her legs against the rough sofa cushions. He was drawing the flat of his tongue over her tit-tips, making her nipples so very, very hard and sensitive. Each time Jack moved his lips over the nubs, Kitty thought she would die. She shuddered, her body rocking from side to side. "Uhhhhhh!"
He was biting them now, nibbling at her tense rubbery tit-tips while his hands reached down. She could hear the sound of his zipper opening, the subtle rub of his Levi's sliding over his thighs. And then there was that touch, that hot stiff touch of his crotch pressing against her belly.
Kitty felt another hot rush burn through her mind and body. He was going to fuck her, or at least try his best. But she was a virgin! Nobody had done this to her!
Pressing the flats of her hands against his chest, Kitty wriggled as much as she could. He was so big, so strong, so insistent. He could rape her here now and there was little she could do about it!
"No, Jack, no ... please, don't ... uhhhhh!"
He was sucking her right tit now, sanding the flat of his tongue against her nub while biting teasingly along the edge. At the same time he was unhitching her skirt, pushing it down while hooking his fingers once again around the legbands of her soppy panties. It was happening so fast, too fast!
Kitty gasped, burying her chin in his neck and pushing down. He was dry-fucking her, bumping his hips against hers while sliding his prick back and forth over her tummy.
It was so hard for Kitty to catch her breath! The sensation made her pant like an animal in heat. But she had to stop this. She had to at least slow it down or Jack would be pushing his cock into her pussy in no time.
"Can I ... look at you?"
She licked her lips like she'd seen a starlet do once on television.
"Huh? Yeah, sure!" Jack stopped for a second.
Kitty sighed with relief. She rubbed his belly where the hair curled into his navel.
Jack let out a shuddery groan when she finally touched the fat base of his cock with her fingertips.
Kitty closed her eyes, trying to fight down the scream sticking in her throat. His prick was so thick! And the length of his cock made her heart stop twice before she managed to regain control.
Jack was moving his hips again, forcing his prick to slide back and forth in her exploring palm until her fingers were wet with his cock juice.
Kitty shivered. She began pushing her fingers down, down until they were cupping his balls.
"Oh yeah, Kitty! That's it-touch my balls! Make 'em feel real nice!"
A scary kind of thrill shot through her, making her cunt-hole swell open, then wink shut.
Cinching her eyes tighter then ever, she started working her fingers back and forth, wondering how his cock would react. She felt him nuzzling her again, kissing her hair, then caressing her shoulders. He was groaning, while working his hips back and forth in a counter-motion to hers. Kitty heard the couch groaning under their weight.
"Oh yeah, touch me all over, baby, all over!"
Kitty loved the way the head of his cock felt-all thick and hard with that slit in the center to let out his cum. She shuddered, smoothing her right thumb over his piss slit and drawing out more pre-cum. Soon it would open more widely and all that jizz would pour out.
"Christ, Kitty, I'm gonna freak out with you touching me like that."
"It feels good."
"Christ!"
Kitty slipped her fingers back until she could feel his balls a little better. She was cupping them gently, rolling the leathery, warm sac while teasing that hard tube running the full length of his prick.
Jack couldn't take the light touching any more. He had been kissing her neck, her shoulders, trying to pull her down farther on the couch. Now he was getting more wild, his fingers clutching at her mound. He was fingering her naked crack, pushing one finger deep.
Kitty sucked in a panicked breath, digging her chin into Jack's shoulder. He was pressing her down into the sofa, nearly suffocating her. He was so heavy. She knew he wanted to get her panties off, to fuck her. The word scared her again. She let go of his prick, sorry she'd worked him up this far.
"Jack, please, leave my panties on."
"Come on, nobody fucks with their panties on."
"But I don't wanna fuck."
He laughed at her, still clutching at her. His prick had slipped lower, pressing now against the crotchband of her panties.
The new sensation shocked Kitty, making her pant with delight. She loved the feel of his cock sliding up against her pussy. Then she thought about its size. Surely something that big would hurt her when it went in!
Again Kitty pressed her chin against his shoulder, pushing down with all her might while digging her heels into the sofa cushion.
"C'mon, Kitty, c'mon! I wanna fuck you real bad!" Jack whispered, tugging at her panties.
Frantic, Kitty pushed down with her hips, trying to keep the soaked briefs onto her ass. She closed her eyes, sucking on her bottom lip while rolling her ass around to increase the friction. If only all of this didn't feel so darned good! If only she could keep Jack from penetrating her, sticking his cock into her pussy! Then this would be a piece of heaven. But the thought of a man entering her, fucking her the way Jack wanted, terrified her.
"Christ!" Jack stopped trying to pull her panties off.
He was sliding his prick against her panty crotch now, making her clit tickle maddeningly.
She loved it when he just grazed that tender, tingly nub. It felt so wet and slick down there, getting more so as Jack touched her with increasing frequency. Kitty thought she would come apart when she let him push her thighs farther apart. She wondered what had happened to her panties. They were still on. But her cunt had gotten so slick and hot. The velvety rub of his cockhead seemed so real. "Jack, ohhh...."
Kitty was trying to slip one hand down. She touched the shaft of his cock and his balls, then she finally found the steamy drenched place where her cuntlips were. Panic shot through her like a lightning bolt.
"Oh God, nooo!" Kitty's panty crotch had been twisted to one side, stretched into the hollow between her thigh and one swollen cuntlip.
Jack's hot cockhead was touching her pussy. His slick cock-tip was gliding up and down the soft crack of her cunt.
Kitty shivered. Why was it exciting to know that that stiff piece of meat was so close to her cherry? It was so mind-boggling. But she still thought about the consequences, what her mother and brother would say if they knew.
Wildly she tried to pull the narrow slit of nylon back over her cunt. But the wet material slipped from her touch.
Jack's prick gouged steadily at her cunt while their sweaty bellies ground excitingly against one another.
"Jack, stop now! Please, listen to me!"
"Kitty ... oh wow, yeah...."
His opened mouth was wet and hungry at her neck. She felt her chin becoming slick. She tried to turn her face, but Jack caught her head with both hands and smothered her protests with a tonguing kiss.
She whimpered, trying to draw her knees up. She pounded the sofa with her heels, wriggling under his grasp. Nothing helped. Her nostrils flared in fear and convulsion as he fucked his hips down against her.
He was trying to slide down, trying to change the angle of his cock against her cunt. Kitty beat her fists against his back. But it was like trying to drive away a madman with cotton balls. The only thing Jack wanted now was her-Kitty between his legs, writhing against him while he stuck his cock into her cunt.
"No, no, no...."
The steady, slick friction against her cuntlips was doing something to her as well, something more turbulent than Kitty had ever dreamed could happen to her body. She knew she was going to cum.
The fever of the wild itching pleasure raging through her cunt was building more and more.
"Oh no, no, don't...."
Kitty almost wanted to let him do it. She thought about how his cock would feel sliding into her cunt, penetrating her, stretching her apart. She had heard all sorts of stories from her girlfriends about fucking. Now she was going to find out for herself.
"No!" Kitty knew she just couldn't, not now. She wanted him to fuck her, and yet she was deathly afraid of it too.
When he tried to push his prick against her pussyhole, Kitty tilted her cunt-mound so he would slide up along her cunt-slit again, pushing his cock-head against her clit.
The room was spinning around, growing fuzzy while her eyes glazed over and rolled back into her head. If only she could hold out for a few more seconds. She heard Jack panting, his breath catching, his body shivering against hers. Instinctively Kitty knew he was about to shoot.
She rocked her body wildly, her tits dragging against his chest while her thighs rubbed against the fronts of his hairy legs. He flicked his tongue into her ear, then bit her lobe while his knees banged against hers.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Kitty screamed, bucking her pert little ass wildly.
The slimy cum drenched her crotch while his stiff cockmeat slopped back and forth. Pleasure shot through her body. It was a demanding, hungry pleasure, one that took her breath away again and again, He was going crazy on top of her, letting his weight crush her into the sofa. Frantic to get inside her pussy, Jack made one last jab at her cherry. But his spurting cum frothed out again and his cock slipped sideways, spattering gobs of the white stuff down the inside of her thigh.
Kitty thought she would die. She felt the hot jets of jizz against her flesh, and she arched her spine, rubbing her slick cunt against him. She felt her body coming apart! Cumming! Fucking! So this is what it was all about! How she loved it!
"Ohhhhhhh...." Kitty finally felt herself coming down, reality starting to trickle into her brain.
She would have to clean up the sofa, then hurry Jack out of here before her mother came home. And Jack would have to keep his mouth shut.
"Hey, don't worry. I won't tell anybody about this. Think I'm stupid? Besides, I don't want your brother Billy on my ass."
Yes, that was true. Bill probably would have taken Jack apart if he tried anything funny with her.
"Ohhh," Kitty groaned. "I think that's the best thing I've felt in my life!"
"Me too," Jack said, kissing her mouth while rubbing her tits.