Chapter 6
Dory lay in her bed. She couldn't believe how happy she felt. She wanted to remember just how great her day had been with Mike. She couldn't believe how great everything had gone for the both of them.
The morning light streamed into her bedroom, but she didn't move out of the bed.
Now she had too many memories to think about. She had too many things to remember about the entire day before.
Somehow, she didn't believe that they would ever get that close. She was only a kid compared to Mike. He was in college and everything like that. He could have all the girls that he wanted.
The entire afternoon had gone so well after their first time in the dunes area. She didn't believe how much pleasure that one session gave her. She had been with enough boys to know that it had been a good time for her, anyhow.
Mike had lain back, afterwards and looked over at her. He had this glow in his eyes that was something else. He had smiled and sleepily told her that he had never enjoyed himself more than that.
"You are something else, Dory. I don't think I've ever had anything like that. You really are something!"
The breeze had blown across her bare body, but she didn't want to cover up. She didn't want to cover up for two reasons. She was not ashamed of her nakedness, and she liked the feeling of the air on her body.
Her pussy was wet with his and her comes. They mingled and ran down her legs. It was more than she remembered having from any other guy she had been screwing with.
The dune grass lazily tickled her abdomen as the wind blew it in her direction, and she laughed in a tired sort of way. She was too happy to move just then.
She knew that she should put something over her and that he should cover his bare bottom, too, but they were too comfortable to do something like that. It was more than a simple effort for them both right now.
Then something had happened between them. Mike had reached for her hand. He actually did that. He put his hand on hers and then held onto it. He was holding onto her hand.
That was something different from fucking. Fucking didn't mean that you liked someone very much. That meant that one or both of you were horny, as they both were earlier that afternoon.
Fucking only meant that they came together on the same occasion and that they enjoyed each other's bodies. It didn't mean anything about emotions. That could be something totally removed.
This was wonderful, however. He held onto her hand. He wanted more from her than she had expected or actually asked for. She didn't even know that she wanted this.
However, she was flattered and overwhelmed that since he was older and he could get any of the girls that he wanted, he was choosing her. He didn't say much to her at all.
Instead, they lay there together until the breeze got a bit cool and they covered themselves up with a blanket. It was some fine feeling to lay there with him. They had to get dressed again, though.
"Hey, Mike, I'm kind of hungry. How about you?"
"Yeah, I could go for something."
"Okay then, let's get dressed and get some french fries and all the rest."
"Hey, I don't know how much bread I have on me. I really don't. . . "
She immediately felt stupid. She didn't think about it. She was suggesting something she could not entirely pay for, ejther. But that wasn't a reason to forget about it altogether.
"I've got some money. We'll pool our money. How.about that?"
"Okay. Let's go."
She was pleased that he accepted her offer and they got into their suits and went off to the boardwalk concession. It was new that year and had only opened for the season.
They laughed while they ate some hot dogs and french fries. They shared a third soda and bought some awful tasting cookies. They laughed through all of it. It was a splendid lunch.
However, afterwards, they had walked out onto the rocky part of the beach. There were several parts of the beach that did offer cover, though they were in the less populated They laughed most of the way. Suddenly they had become friends. They had become lovers, too. However, the friends part was more important than the part about being lovers.
For both of them, sex was possible without emotional involvement. That was merely the exercise of one's needs. It had little to do with love or liking in that sense.
Mike helped Dory onto the rocky part. There were several slippery parts on the rocks and he ended up holding her hand all the way down to the sparse sandy area.
When they got to the bottom of the rocks, they looked back and saw that they were very isolated. They could have been there making love and no one would ever find them.
"Gee, there's no way for anyone to see anything from behind here. It's really great."
"Well, maybe we should try it out, Dory. You know for next time."
Dory had looked up at him. She didn't believe the words. She didn't expect anything from him but that one time. She would take the continuing option, but she had not counted on it.
"I'd love to try it out. Really."
Then they were in each other's arms again. He kissed her and brought her to him. He was getting aroused again. His trunks betrayed his growing cock. She felt the shiver of excitement go down her back and she kissed the boy back. They were going to make love again, and she knew it.
This time, he was the initiator. He did everything. He kissed her hair and then her neck. The bulge in his trunks got larger and larger. He was breathing harder each time.
Somehow, they melted together. She came into his arms and then they were both on the sandy floor. She felt herself getting hotter and hotter and then, she knew she could not hold out against his demands.
Dory was feeling very horny, but Mike was the one making the advances. He stuffed his hand into her string bikini bottom and started to rub her pussy. He rubbed into the crack.
"Oh, that feels so good, Mike."
"I want to drive you crazy, Dory. You're something else."
He. was very excited now. The excitement of the young and healthy animal. He was breathing hard and all he wanted to do was to sink his thick cock into her small pussy.
He ran his hands over her tits at the same time. He was hot for her and he wanted all of the pleasure that she could give him. He bent his head and kissed the tip of each breast.
However, Dory was hotter than he thought she was. She wanted to get into the thick of things. She rubbed his cock hard, back and forth. She was jacking him there as she necked, too.
Then the bathing suits came off entirely. This time, Dory didn't leave part of her bikini bottom tied to her leg. This time she took off the top and the bottom.
Mike shucked his suit in a moment, straining to get past his large erection. He opened his legs when he was free of the garment and flexed his muscles so that his cock jutted forth.
"He's so big, Mike. He's really something!"
"I'm glad that you think so. I want to fuck you so badly that I can taste it."
They went at each other after that. He pulled her closer than before and put his finger back into her pussy. He was roaming around inside there and making her wetter than before.
He made her wet and creamy and she moaned as she jacked his cock back and forth again. She worked him furiously, half tempted to jack him off and to watch the stream of come shoot into the air.
Dory, however, managed to contain herself and the feeling passed. She wanted very much to be fucked, too. She wanted to feel his thick cock in her pussy, spreading her wide apart.
Then Mike pounced on her. He simply jumped on her and started to rub his cock into her body. He was rubbing himself anywhere that he could get to. He wanted to shoot into her. He succeeded in getting his cock imbedded between her thighs and when she tried to open her legs, he forced them closed again. He wanted to feel some friction around his cock.
"That's good," cooed Dory.
"I'm going to fuck you really hard. I want to fool around for a little while."
Dory smile when she thought about it. She wanted to feel him thrust into her tight pussy, but she certainly didn't mind the way that the tip of his cock was forcing its way against her clitoris.
It was only barely there, but she could feel the sensation and she knew what was happening and that excited her. She wanted more of his cock and she wanted it then.
But then the rhythm changed. While Mike was rubbing his cock into the crevice in between her thighs and was consciously titillating her clitoris, he changed.
"I can't do it. I have to have it now."
That was all that he said. He placed his fat prick up against her pussy lips and started to push. He pushed with all his might and he caught her pussy hair. Dory yelped as the monster caught and he backed off.
To insure no further problems, she put her hand down to his cock and guided him into her portal. She made sure that her lips were open and then she eased him into her body.
Mike recovered from her reaction to his thrusting and as soon as he felt her soft and very wet cunt all around his cock, he began to shove into her again. He wanted to take her right away this time, too.
He was hotter this time. He knew what to expect from her cunt. He knew what he was going to feel when he shoved it way into her pretty pussy. He wanted to feel the excitement of being squeezed in her tight box.
Dory spread her legs wide and he entered into her more easily. He had to shove to make it all the way in, but he didn't mind that at all. He didn't mind having to work his way into her tight cunt.
He plunged into her and the cream from her cunt oozed all over his cock. It wet him and lubricated the passage so delightfully, he began to groan and grunt as he sawed into her cunt.
He banged into her steadily. He wasn't giving her much time for anything, he was going to fuck her and have done with it. However, there was something more to his stroking and plunging.
He didn't fuck her the way that they had done before. He was acting more considerate this time. He was making love to her rather than fucking her. They still enjoyed their sex, but it was tamed by some feeling.
Over and over again, he slammed his cock into her, but it wasn't quite as urgently done as before. He was timing himself to feel her cunt all over his cock. He was enjoying the sensation in her pussy.
It was more than Dory could take however, she wasn't used to such delicious sex. She wasn't used to such thrusting. Besides, she was so psyched out by the fact that it was Mike doing it.
She lay on her back, accepting his cock, each time that he thrust into her. She accepted it, and though she pushed back on her own, it wasn't the demanding movement that she had used before.
She was enjoying the feeling of being loved. She was enjoying the sensation of being fucked. He was doing all the actions that she needed. She didn't have to do much except enjoy it.
She felt the itch in her pussy begin. She was going to come quickly this time. He had barely been inside her and she was about to make it. She couldn't believe the feelings that she was experiencing.
Without realizing it, Dory began to move her hips more quickly. She was thrusting more forcefully, without even realizing, it. She was helping in her fucking without being aware of it.
By the time she realized what she was doing, she was so close to coming that she didn't have time to stop or alter her movement. She couldn't because she was locked into the need she was fullfilling.
Mike was thrusting into her, and he closed his eyes. About that time, she realized what she was doing. She couldn't get in touch with him. He was too far gone himself.
Then they just continued that way. She worked herself over his cock just because she couldn't help herself. She had to keep doing it. She was scratching the infernal, eternal itch that womankind had felt for all time.
She moved her hips in such a way that he could not avoid striking her pussy dead center and going all the way in. The juices were making them slap against each other.
The noises besides the waves crashing on the beach were those of the two teenagers fucking. The perspiration and the cream from her cunt made their bodies slap and twang each time they moved.
Mike felt the spunk rising in his cock. He knew that he was going to shoot it into her, but he didn't feel the urgency to merely fuck her. He wanted to give her all the feeling sensations that he could before he shot into her.
For some reason, he wasn't as frightened with her anymore. He didn't worry about making her come and worrying about choosing the right time. They had fucked before and it had been merely divine.
He rocked his body into hers smoothly now. He didn't want to take too much of her all at once. He wanted to see her come. Despite what she said the time before, he wanted to make her come first.
Dory was fighting hard to gain her orgasm. He was making her go wild. She didn't want to spoil the lovely time by making too much of a move towards" merely fucking again.
This time, she let him fuck her. She let him make love to her since he seemed happy to do it. It was a nice and satisfying time for the both of them. She wanted to feel all of his cock that she could.
But the time came when she couldn't hold out any longer. She just had to come. She just had to rub herself all over his cock until the sparks flew and she was there. She just had to make it.
She fought for it again. She rubbed herself and she felt the magic working for her. She felt the itch being scratched. She felt the excitement mounting and she worked harder against his body.
Mike sensed her movements and her imminent orgasm. He started to thrust into her with more determination and desire. He wanted to make her come this time. He didn't want her orgasm merely to be a by-product of his own pleasure.
"I'm going to come if you keep doing that, Mike."
"I want you to come. I want to make you come."
He was speaking evenly and looking into her face as he screwed her. He was speaking and enjoying the words that he was saying. He wanted to feel her come all over his cock.
Dory squirmed underneath him then. She knew that she was gone. She knew that she just had to come. She was going to have to give in to him and let him make her come.
In fact, the feeling was quite a nice one. Dory was used to fighting for her own pleasure. She was used to making herself come after the boy had his pleasure. She always said that she enjoyed it simply because she didn't have the guts to ask for anything else in sex.
So, the aggressive sex kitten proved that she could be gentle and be taken as Mike fucked her. She moaned as he pumped his cock into her. He was making her come and they both enjoyed it, then.
She lay back against the sand, writhing in almost sheer bliss. She was agonized, true, but it was sheer, wonderful erotic torture for her. She loved the feeling.
Then the time for moving and waiting and thinking was done. She did not have the time or the ability to do either. She didn't have the time to do anything but come.
Over and over, she rocked as the joy started in her pussy. She felt the sheer delight begin to break inside of her firm, young, pussy and she couldn't believe the feeling.
"Mike, make it happen, now! Make me come!"
She yelled the words at him. She had never asked a boy to do that to her before. She had to be the one fighting and giving the pleasure. Now she was asking for it and she knew, somehow, that he was going to come through.
She trusted Mike like she trusted no one before him. As she made it, she felt a sensation of trust that she had not experienced with any boy before. She let him make her come.
"Oh, it's so good! More, more!"
She kept moving as she yelled out, clutching onto his arms, his back and then his hair. She was scratching and biting him and pressing his body further into her own.
Mike felt the waves of pleasure come into his own body each time she clamped down on his cock. Her cunt was wild with the sensations that he had given her and she gratefully squeezed the come from him.
He wasn't on a hair trigger anymore. He could enjoy the sensations as he fucked her. He let her come all over his cock and he held his self control in check. He wanted to enjoy all of it.
She moaned and yelled out as she creamed all over his cock. She moved and squirmed as she came and worked herself unknowingly over his cock. She was not doing it consciously.
The beauty of her unconscious movements were very quickly drove Mike into a wonderful orgasm of his own. He could not withstand the sucking movement inside her cunt as she came.
She moved in such a way as to make it impossible to withstand it. She was loving and sucking the come out of his cock. She moved her hips and pulled his cock deeper into her cunt.
She massaged his cock deep within her with her body. She was sucking him off lovingly, with her pussy. She did it unconsciously as she came in the exciting sensations he gave her.
But at last, he could hold out no longer. He began to stroke her deeply and he moved more quickly. He was moving with determination.
He was making a good home for his cock.
Finally, he was locked into fulfilling his own needs. He couldn't ignore the sensations all around his cock. The sheer pleasure each time her pussy squeezed him was more than he could take.
"Now, I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to come!"
Dory was still stuck in her dream state. She had not quite finished her own orgasm and she just kept moaning. She hadn't stopped moving and sucking him off inside her body.
He quickened his movements and began to saw in and out of her with lightning speed. He was making her jump with the weight of his body against hers. It was more than he could take.
Then the dam broke. He yelled out. The juice spurted up from his balls and into her cunt. He yelled out and shot all his come into her. He wasn't able to hold back a bit of it.
He clenched his teeth and filled her cunt with all the cream that he had. He was shooting off more than he knew he had. The slow and easy movements had worked their way on him.
Her cunt teased him even after that. She sucked his come from his even after the sensations began to die down in her body. She was the one who took control after that, anyway.
He was gasping for breath as he pounded his hips into hers. He was sending his cock deeply into her cunt, spewing out all the life-giving cream hat he had for her.
Together, the couple humped on the sandy, rocky surface. They didn't pay attention to the slight pinches by the sand and sharp rock surface.
They pounded against each other, going more slowly as the cream that he shot ran low. He had finished pumping all he had into her by the time that he could no longer move.
He felt his heart pound in his chest and he knew that he had to rest. He had to stop. He was about to collapse on top of her. It had been the most enjoyable come that he could remember, including the first one that they had shared.
They collapsed on top of each other and there, as they tried to catch their breath, lay as quietly as possible. It was a wonderful feeling after that episode. It was more delicious than the first time.
This time, Mike had kissed her before he got off her. Before' he pulled his cock from her body, he kissed her and then once more. He fell onto the sand beside her and smiled up at the reddening sky.
'That was something else, boy!"
"I don't remember anything like it, Dory. Wow!"
They laughed as they exchanged lines. The sun was pretty low and they knew that they would have to go soon. Dory couldn't stay out without telling her mother where she was.
Just the same, they had stayed for some time after that. The cooler breeze blew over their naked bodies and they enjoyed the privacy and the seclusion. It was like having a private piece of the beach and the ocean.
But they did go, finally. They held hands all the way back to the boardwalk. Then he drove her home and they sat very close. It was the most wonderful day of all her life.
Dory lay in bed as the sun came up. She knew that she should be getting up. She knew that she had some things to do for her mother and that she had to fix up her room, but all she wanted to do was relive the moments with Mike.
He was going to call her later on in the day. He had to do something but he wouldn't tell her what that something was. She didn't press him since they had only just met. She didn't think she had the right to ask. Her heart sank a little bit each time she figured that he might have a date with one of the older girls. She didn't want him to be with anyone else. She wanted him for her own.
It was the first time that she had admitted to herself or anyone that she wanted someone for her own. She was usually very carefree about her boyfriends. She was not quite promiscuous, but she did not take the passive, emotional road.
Most of her encounters were rather casual, since she wanted it that way. She hadn't been turned on by a guy before Mike. She had waited for him for over a year, but she had finally gotten him to pay some, attention to her.
She had gotten more than just a little bit of attention, however. She felt that something interesting was happening to her. That they would be something special to each other.
She finally bounced out of bed and ran inside to take a shower. She wanted to start the day, after all. She didn't think about the unexplained day that Mike had.
She knew that she didn't own him. She knew that she would never let anyone own her. It was a nice thing, so far. She thought about him all morning long, and even when her mother started to lecture her about her room, she somehow didn't mind it at all.