Chapter 6
"Kiss me," Marvie said. Mark took her in his arms and kissed her. They were standing in a grassy field, near a clump of beautiful flowering trees. Jean had come down with a terrible cold and remained at home. Mark and Marvie both offered to stay with her, but she would have none of that. She wanted them to go on the picnic as planned.
And here they were, in the beautiful summer air, lying next to each other on the blanket. Marvie wrapped her arms around Mark's strong shoulders. He took off his shirt as Marvie undid his belt and then zipped down his pants. Mark began to unbutton her light blouse, and in a moment her shapely breasts were naked before him.
Mark knelt above her with his knees on either side of her thighs. He bent his head down and kissed her nipples lightly, brushing his tongue over them. Then he licked at the place between them, bringing his tongue up under the fullness of her tits, again licking and biting on her hard nipples.
Marvie reached in his pants and withdrew his hard penis. She couldn't hardly wrap her hand around it. She pulled it forward, extending the skin up over the round head, then released her grip and tugged at his pants.
Mark stood up and dropped his pants. He fell to his knees again and pulled her slacks from her body, staring at her boldly, lovingly.
He knelt between her legs. She pulled them up and spread them wide, smiling into his face. "I want you to fuck me so badly," she said.
"Honey, I've been waiting for this like you wouldn't believe!" The tip of his organ rested against her furry muff now.
"Do you want to fuck me more than Jean?" she asked with a knowing smile, almost sinister.
"Yes, oh, yes. I want to fuck you more than anyone in the world," Mark said as he imagined what it would be like in a moment, pushing up into that almost virginal field, that hot love channel between her legs. He braced himself with his arms on top of her, looking down into her soft, hungry eyes. He pushed his cock down so it moved between her legs, against the underside of her pussy and finally against the hard cleft of her asshole.
"Fuck me, Mark, please fuck me!" Marvie said, grabbing his shoulders with her strong fingers.
"Think you can take all of it? Like Jean does? Huh?"
"Yes!" Marvie squirmed under him. "Put it in me, Mark! Put your fat cock in my pussy and fuck me!"
"Shall I come in your belly?"
"Yes, please!"
"You want to feel my cock way up there in your stomach?"
"Yes, please do it, please!" She was frantic now, begging like a little puppy dog. Her wet cunt lips were parted, clinging to the hot tip of his cock. She wanted him to jackhammer it into her.
Mark lowered his hips and Marvie took hold of his thick cock and guided it. She spread her smooth, white young thighs even wider as she guided the massive organ, held it so it wouldn't slip, down into the moist opening of her vagina, using its bulbous head to part the flesh of her honey pot. Her head was dizzy in anticipation.
Marvie gasped aloud and threw her head back against the ground as a shudder passed through her beautiful naked body. It was delicious, hot, electrifying. Mark pushed his hips forward, eliciting a sharp, little pain as her cunt spread to admit the new visitor.
"Oh, yes, fuck me, Mark, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she moaned over and over again.
"You're gonna get what you want, honey!" And with that he rammed his cock all the way into her!
"GOD! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed as she clenched her fists and beat them on the ground, then grabbed his shoulders again, digging her nails into the flesh. Mark's balls slapped against her ass as his strong handsome body met hers.
For a moment, they lay perfectly still. Then Mark moved his cock in her, flexing his muscles deep inside the wet confines of her pussy, expanding it and forcing another fraction of an inch of it deeper up into her.
All of Marvie's senses were concentrated on the place between her legs. She ran her hands over Mark's smooth back and scratched his buttocks with her fingernails.
"Oh, Mark, Mark," Marvie moaned as he began to rock his body easily above her, using short, smooth strokes, her body reacting instinctively.
"Am I hurting you too much?" he whispered.
"No, don't stop-don't ever stop! It's too damn wonderful! Oh, fuck!" She was carried away by the absolute pleasure and thrill of the experience. Her first real fuck, on a hillside under God's sun, with a man she adored, a man with a cock as big as a telephone pole. She never dreamed it could be this way.
Mark slowly increased his pace and Marvie learned quickly, matching him. Her buttocks dug through the blanket to the soft grass on the slope and the sun warmed their bodies as they made passionate love there in the afternoon.
Marvie's entire body responded to Mark, to what he was doing, to his beautiful big cock now plunging in and out of her hot love channel. The dew of her body made it easy for him, lubricated him, helped Trim. Her pussy was tight and new and clinging. It was ecstasy for both of them.
Mark bent his head down to hers and his mouth opened. Marvie thrust her tongue upward between his lips to be sucked, as she moaned, unceasingly, in passion. She raised her smooth slender loins up to him in rhythm, countering his driving plunges into her moist depths, and her lovely face contorted in wanton desire, her mouth opening and closing against his lips, her nostrils flaring, her breath beginning to come in short, frantic, gasping pants as she became one with him in their wild copulation.
Mark was sweating in the sun and now he could see the perspiration forming on her forehead and between her beautiful firm melonlike breasts. Her soft brown hair had a red glow to it in the afternoon light and it was falling all over the blanket and her shoulders. Her neck muscles were straining as she moaned and groaned from deep within her throat.
Marvie's honey butter encased Mark's driving cock and ran out down the inside of her thighs. She was hotter than ever before and there was no end to her juices. The pistoning cock felt like a gigantic red hot poker up her young pussy canal. She churned her ass in the grass and her hungry, gasping cunt met every stroke and pulled on his fat cock as he drove it back and forth relentlessly, in and out of her. He pressed his body to hers and slipped his hands down on either side of her soft smooth buttocks, grasping them hard and brutal in his strong hands, feeling them as they Worked, the pliantly smooth muscles clenching and unclenching as the white flesh ridged between his clutching fingers.
Marvie groaned under Mark's grinding cock, and her breath caught in her throat as he hauled her up tight against his pounding loins. He felt her draw her thighs even farther apart, which caused the moist clasping opening of her beautiful pussy to receive his thick cock to even greater depths.
Mark began to pound her with sledgehammer force, taking longer as well as faster strokes, drawing his hard prick nearly out of the snug, moist sheath that clasped at it hungrily, then slammed back into her upraised crotch until his swollen balls slapped hard against the puckered hole of her anus. The pressure building in him made his head swim with increasing lust.
Sliding his hand down over the tight skin of her exquisitely formed buttocks, he searched with a finger for the secret, brown ring of the tiny nether orifice nestled there between the working orbs of her ass cheeks. He felt her breathe heavily and then gasp, as the shock came. She froze as he played with her asshole.
A small drop of warm, slippery honey fluid seeped from her widespread cunt to moisten her forbidden back passage, the place where Mark had sucked so powerfully that first night. Now, teasingly, he let his finger linger there, taunting her, wondering how she would take to it.
"Yes, yes," she whispered, knowing he wanted to slide his finger up her asshole. She wanted anything now ... anything he wanted. She wanted to be loved and violated and she didn't care where.
Mark's head began to spin with lust as the words spilled from her lips. His cock felt expanded and hardened almost to the bursting point! He would explode in jetting streams of cum, it seemed, in the very next minute. He fun-bled for a second, his long finger searching out the round, tightly puckered hole. He found it and pushed the tip of his finger into it with a quick, almost brutal thrust, feeling the elastic ring of muscle give way until the soft, spongy passage accepted it up to the first knuckle.
His cock moved in and out of her as she rolled her head back and forth on the ground. He squirmed his finger in harder and heard her grunt and cough as she thrashed on the ground. She was being fucked both in the cunt and in the ass and it was too much for her ... too much for her to realize. The pleasure was unmistakable, unforgettable. She wished she had done this long ago. Why had she wasted all those years masturbating?
Mark rotated his finger in her slippery anal canal and slid it inward slowly, till it was buried all the way in her asshole. He couldn't control his load any longer. His body ached with the pressure that had built up in his balls. He had to cum! With insane fury he jackhammered his cock into her waiting cunt, slamming it with all his might, so his orgasm would blow her head apart.
"I'm COMING!" he shouted, pulling his finger from her asshole-he immediately replaced it with two fingers and she jumped and screamed in surprise-and then he suddenly stopped. He didn't want to shoot yet; he told her to be still for a second.
Then he kissed her as he worked the two fingers in and out of her virgin asshole, feeling his cock through the small membrane which separated the two channels within her lovely lower body. Her pain began to subside as the excitement and pleasure filled her. Her ass soon became accustomed to the strange invaders, as her pussy had.
They kissed again and she sucked his tongue into her mouth, lashing at it with fury, as her hips pushed up and down, forcing the cock in and out, the hand in and out. She lifted her legs so he could plunge deeper and he did so, almost knocking the wind out of her.
"Oh, I love you, Mark," Marvie moaned in a kind of agonized ecstasy. The thought of what was taking places-that she was being fucked on a hillside in the afternoon with a few fingers buried up her ass-drove her nearly insane with excitement. She was impaled on the cock and on the long fingers. She was an animal now. And she never wanted to be anything else.
Mark felt the inner muscles of her vagina clasping at his blood-engorged cock. He couldn't hold it back a moment longer. He increased his speed and the depth of his thrusting, grinding up and down with unbelievable passionate fury, her beautiful tapering thighs jerking wide and upward, indicating for the first time to him that she was nearing a climax. He pistoned her fast and furiously pounding his gigantic battering ram to the hilt with every punishing thrust, fucking her with everything he had.
He pulled his fingers out of her rectum and lifted her legs, grabbing behind her knees, until her face was framed between her ankles. Her crotch was as open as could be before his thrusting cock as he pistoned himself against her.
"Fuck me like you fuck Jean! Hard! Come in me like you do with her!" Marvie was insane with passion now, waiting to feel what the surge of heated liquid would be like.
"I'm cumming!" Mark shouted.
"Yes, I feel it! Oh, God! Oh, fuck!" Marvie felt a tremendous heat in her entire body as his cock gushed inside her. His cum mixed with her honey and ran down the sides of his long cock and poured out onto the blanket. Mark's cum was spilling out in one long enormous stream, like a hose that had not been shut off.
Marvie's legs fell limp to the ground, while her heart pounded halfway out of her breast. She looked up into the sun and felt the perspiration beaded on her forehead.
Mark pushed his cock deep within her for the last time, feeling the clasping clinging walls of her young little pussy sucking the cum from his enormous cock. Then he slowly pulled it out and knelt next to her, still almost as rigid as it had been when it first started to come.
"Lick the cum off it," Mark said, brushing his hand through her hair.
Marvie turned her head, opened her mouth, and let Mark drive his cock as far in as it would go. She tasted the strange mixture of his hot semen and her pussy fluids and she cleansed his distended cock and swallowed every bit of the wonderful mixed drink. Then she held his cock in her hand and pulled on it-another drop of cum found its way to the tip, and she sucked that off too.
Finally, they just lay there holding hands, naked in the sunlight. "That was beautiful, Mark. I do love you for it."
"It's only the beginning," he whispered.
Back at the house the next day, Marvie sat on the bed next to Jean, in the midst of boxes of tissues, nasal sprays, a pitcher of orange juice, and a carton of cigarettes.
"You're the one who's supposed to be sick," Jean joked.
"Yeah, what are you doing? You're not supposed to have a cold. Will I have to tell McIniss you won't be in tomorrow?"
"I'll be there."
"I believe you," Marvie smiled.
"I can't stand spending an entire day in bed. Unless it's with a man, of course," Jean added.
"I wouldn't want to get out of bed either if I had someone like Mark to share it."
Jean looked into Marvie's eyes. "You like him, don't you?"
"Well ..." Marvie was afraid to admit too much. She didn't really know what the relationship between Jean and Mark was!
"Listen," Jean said matter of factly, "Mark and I are just close friends. But we're not in love and we sure as hell fuck other people. He's just a great friend."
Marvie felt a little relieved. "Yes, I do like him a lot. He's the handsomest guy I've ever seen."
Then Jean asked, very directly, "Did he fuck you yesterday?"
Marvie flinched but managed to reply a soft, almost breathless, "Yes."
"Was it wonderful?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, Marvie, that's great!" Jean opened her arms and hugged her friend. She was happy for her-happy she could share her lover with the girl she liked so much, happy that Marvie had made a break through of sorts. Now she could introduce her to bigger and better things.
"We must have a party," Jean said, blowing her nose into a tissue. "We must have a super party, with just special friends, just a few of the regular crowd. It'll be in honor of you!"
"Oh, Jean," Marvie protested. She felt embarrassed. Who would want to have a party for her? Just then a thought struck her; would this be one of the orgies? She didn't want that to happen, she was afraid of that. All she wanted was Mark, but what was she getting herself into?
"Jean, I really don't think-"
Jean looked at her and saw the fear in her eyes. "I don't know what you mean, Marvie," Jean said.
"I'm afraid of what... orgies ... I don't want to do anything like that." Marvie was shaking. She didn't even know how to talk about it.
"Not orgies, swinging," Jean corrected her. "It's fantastic, Marvie, you'll see. Nice, good-looking people get together and share everything-drinks, food, their bodies. You'll love it, just give it a chance. You'll find out how much fun it is."
"I don't think I'm ready to ..." Marvie again remembered her upbringing. What would her mom and dad say if they knew what was happening to her, if they even guessed how she was living and talking? "I just want Mark, that's all."
Jean shook her head knowingly. "But Mark won't be satisfied with you alone. He's into group sex more than I am, honey. It's his bag, it's what he likes. Listen, we'll take it easy. We'll start off with just a few, and you can join in or just watch, whatever you like. Let's not talk about it right now. Okay?"
"Okay," Marvie replied, getting up from the bed. She walked to the door and asked Jean if she needed anything at the moment.
"No, I'm going to try and nap," Jean replied, smiling.
Marvie smiled back and closed the door. She walked down the hall and opened the desk drawer where the pictures were. This time she took the entire little steel box out of the drawer, and was surprised to find another packet of pictures under it. She picked them both up and carried them into her room and locked the door.
She sat on the bed and looked again at the pictures of Mark. Now she was looking at a familiar sight, at the big male organ that had been all the way up her honey-walled pussy, the big fat cock she had drained of its juices. She felt the familiar stirring in her loins and the quiver in her pussy that told her she wanted it again, she longed for that man's big dick to be penetrating her mouth, her cunt, maybe even her asshole ... how would that feel, she wondered.
After she had looked at the pictures for a moment, she spread them out on the bed and opened the other packet. Her mouth opened in astonishment as she looked through the twenty some photographs. She recognized Jean as the center of attention in many of them, and there was Mark too, easy to find because of his enormous cock.
One of the pictures showed Jean lying on the living room floor. Two men were kneeling on either side of her face, their semihard organs touching her open lips. Another man was eating her pussy.
Another picture showed a beautiful young woman sitting on a toilet, urinating, as she sucked on the cock of the man standing next to her, watching her. Another showed a man urinating directly onto the same girl's spread pussy, as she lay at the bottom of the bathtub.
Another picture showed a girl sucking Mark's huge penis while Jean had her face pushed against his ass cheeks.
Another showed two couples fucking on the very bed Marvie was sitting on. Then a close shot of one of the couples, of the man's heavily veined cock only half sticking out of the girl's hairy-lipped pussy. Then another close shot of the same cock just in front of the pussy, as cum ran down it.
Another showed five guys standing in a line with a girl kneeling in front of each one, sucking their cocks. One showed the reversal, the guys on their knees eating the girls' wide spread cunts. Then a photo of the girls all stooping over the men, their cocks at rigid attention as their cunts came down for a fuck.
Another picture showed Mark shoving three of his fingers up Jean's cunt. And another of a good-looking guy sucking Mark's cock-Marvie suddenly remembered Paul and Don and how fascinated she was by the sight of his cock and how the other took it in his mouth, but she had learned a lot since that day.
Another picture showed a mass of bodies, tits, cunts, cocks, asses, all piled up in the living room. Some men were sucking women, some women were sucking men, some were kissing, fucking, smiling. Marvie had to turn the picture upside down to make out some of the bodies and what they were doing. She was fascinated, she had never dreamed such things happened, much less knew they existed in real life. She spread the pictures out again and then found one she hadn't realized was there-Jean was kneeling with her head buried in a beautiful girl's cunt. Her friend Jean was actually fucking another woman with her tongue!
Marvie held the picture in her trembling hands. She wondered why Jean did that. Why did she allow the picture to be taken? It was like Mark letting another guy suck his cock. How could he? How could she?
But then Marvie wondered what it would feel like, what a woman's mouth would do there? She wondered if Jean had thought of doing that to her and suddenly the warning her mother had given her came into focus: "Marvie, in those big cities there are some women who like younger women and will want to do perverted things to you."
Right then, at that very moment, she almost wished Jean would come in and do a perverted thing to her. Her soft trembling pussy was heated up again and her slender thighs called out for loving lips and a roaming tongue. She knew her hand wouldn't do any good, she knew there was no one to be had.
She scooped up the pictures and placed them back in the packet and back in the box. Then she unlocked the door and replaced them in the desk. She saw that Jean's door was still closed and she breathed a sigh of relief.
But for the rest of that day she thought of nothing but what it would feel like to have Jean's lips between her legs. It became, along with Mark fucking her ass, her newest and best fantasy.
A few days later, when Jean asked Marvie if she would mind having sex with Mark, herself, and one other person, Marvie replied that she would try it.
It was a kind of liberation for the girl, and experiment which she feared and yet wanted to try.
Jean said it was set. And she assured Marvie she would dig it.