Chapter 3
Nancy planted her fingers on her pulpy cunt-lips and pulled them apart. She was flat on her back on the bed and her legs were split wide. Mr. Young knelt before her and leaned down low, his camera clicking. At one point his lens was less than a foot away from her hair-lined pussy. He made sounds of approval, as if he was photographing some rare and beautiful flower.
"I shouldn't be letting you do this. I really shouldn't," she pouted. But she kept pulling on her cuntlips, and more and more shiny pink skin was open to the air.
Weird things were happening to her cunt. Once she had the outer lips tugged apart, all the bright pink skin inside seemed to blossom into the open. A ragged mouth of skin flopped down, the lips of it expanding toward the top till they were nearly half an inch long. The pink button of her swollen clit joined them together under a horny beak.
"What a cunt! What a fabulous fucking cunt!" he raved, practically poking the lens of his camera up inside her. It was the first time he'd shown any real excitement, and it made her smile.
Nancy really got into what she was doing. Her fingers played about on her cunt-lips, made sure they were cranked as wide as they would go. Then she was lifting her ass up off the bed, humping her crotch up toward his camera. She arched her back, held herself up off the bed while he photographed her. Her gaping cunt winked and warped itself into several different shapes as she moved.
"Mr. Young ..." she gasped, not sure what she wanted to say anymore.
She didn't even know what she wanted. She felt so strange, so nice. It was so sexy, writhing about there on the bed for him, naked except for her open blouse and bra, and of course her knee socks.
"God, your cunt's folding itself inside out! What a sight!" he laughed.
He was scrunched so low now between her legs that once in a while he grazed the insides of her thighs. She moaned and whimpered at each contact.
"Please, Mr. Young . . . please ..." she groaned, though she didn't know what she wanted. "I feel so . . . funny ..."
His camera clicked several more times. Then, out of nowhere, it seemed to her, he handed her a great thick plastic cock. Her fingers curled around it automatically and she waved it about for a while as if unsure what to do next. Her dazed eyes focused on his face finally and she frowned a little in puzzlement.
"Up your cunt, baby. Shove it up your cunt," he instructed. "It'll give you some relief for a while, and it'll make for some great shots." He was reaching for yet another camera. He settled back between her legs expectantly.
"Up my cunt?" she asked dazedly. For a moment it appeared she didn't understand.
But then her hand moved down, she poked through her sparse pubic hair with the head of the big pink cock. Suddenly she had the tapered tip nudged between her outer cunt-lips. Then the pink rubbery mouth of her pussy had folded down over the cock-head and was sucking it inside. Her fingers lined the dildo up properly and fed it an inch at a time into her wet and hungry pussy.
"Attagirl. Shove it all the way up your cunt. Fuck yourself with it. Use it like a real cock," he went on pleasantly. His camera never stopped clicking.
"Up my cunt?" she repeated, as if she still hadn't understood. But already nearly half the thick prick had slid up her twat. She corkscrewed it about to get more inside.
A thick juice had been sluicing down her cunt-walls for some time, but now she had herself stuffed with fake cock there was a regular torrent. There were wet squishing noises as she shoved the prick up inside her. And the pink plastic shaft of the thing was soon glistening with her pussy-juices.
"You like it? You like having your cunt stuffed?" he leered. For the first time, he was aware of a steady throbbing in his own crotch.
"Oh God! Oh yes!" she cooed. "Oh it feels so nice! Ohhhh!"
She had fed more than two thirds of the huge fake cock into her cunt now and she paused to twist it around and around. Then she was gripping the shaft firmly, sliding it back and forth, fucking herself with it as he'd instructed. Her ass rose and fell on the bed and she whimpered and groaned as if she was in pain. From the look on her face it was easy to tell she was having the time of her life.
"In and out like that. Terrific," he praised, bending and swooping with his camera. "Fuck yourself deep. Cram it as far as it will go up your cunt!"
Nancy didn't have to be told. She was lunging the fake cock as deep as possible on every stroke. Her cunt-lips were warped into all kinds of lewd shaped around the thick cock-shaft. And lovely sparks of pleasure were shooting through her. God, how good it felt. Why hadn't she done this before, on her own? Why hadn't she gotten herself a fake cock long ago?
"You enjoying yourself? You having a good time?" he smiled down at her.
And now at last he was taking fewer pictures. He seemed to be taking notice of her reactions for the first time. He knelt between her legs and stared down at her, amazed at the look of pure lust on her pretty little face.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh!" she panted, her hand a blur of motion on the dildo.
Her back arched high off the bed. She held herself rigid like that, and suddenly let go of the fake cock. She let it stick out from her cunt like a stake driven into the ground. And she moaned and moaned and moaned. Ripples seemed to go through her belly.
"You sure needed this, didn't you baby?" he said at last, taking hold of the protruding cock and twisting it about gently. "Seems to be like it's been too long between fucks for you."
A whole lifetime, Nancy thought dazedly, thrusting her crotch up at him, allowing him to play with the plastic prick. Strange things were happening to her. She was feeling thrills she'd never experienced before. As he twirled the dildo about in her pussy little sparks of pleasure shot through her in every direction. For a few seconds she thought she was going to faint.
Suddenly he seemed to come to some decision, and he placed his camera to one side for the time being and pulled the great thick dildo from her cunt. Her ass sank down on the bed at once, and she began to whimper and wail in protest. But then her complaint turned to a moan of pure pleasure again. The big dildo had been replaced by his flicking tongue.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh!" she pealed, amazed that his small tongue could make her feel so good, could replace the giant plastic prick.
He was sucking on her, nibbling bits of rubbery cunt-skin that flopped about loosely in her crotch. And every few seconds he flicked the swollen bud of her clit with his tongue-tip. He made wet slurping sounds between her legs.
Nancy was in heaven. And again her ass lifted up off the bed, her back arched, and she was thrusting her crotch out at him. Her hand reached down, caught at the back of his head, and drew him as tightly as possible onto her cunt. She tugged him hard, mashing her pussy onto his face.
"Suck me! Suck my hot cunt!" she cried suddenly, amazed at the sound of the words in her ears. She never swore. She never used dirty words. But obviously there was a time and a place for everything. The words sent a thrill through her.
Mr. Young nuzzled and snorted on her cunt, eating her expertly. He tugged gently at little folds of skin, circled his tongue about outside and inside her gaping wet cunt-mouth. He diddled her clit back and forth, sending shivers through her. Her back was arched so high he could reach under her, cup her ass cheeks with his hands, maul the springy buns with his fingers.
"Lick my pussy! Eat me! Suck my hot cunt!" she wailed.
And now she was weaving her ass from side to side as well as up and down. He stayed with her, following her with his mouth. He felt her ass cheeks flex and tense as pleasure ripped through her sweet, teenaged body.
He'd never come across anyone so tightly wound up. Nancy was obviously enjoying every single thing he did with his tongue. The fact that she was so young and inexperienced would have a lot to do with it, of course. Still, he was happy that she showed so much appreciation. And he felt his cock swelling steadily now in his jeans. He wondered if he'd have the guts to fuck her.
"I love it! I love your tongue!" she peeled. "Eat me! Eat my hot cunt! Suck me!"
And he did just that, slurping about on her cunt till he thought she could stand no more. The give-away was her voice. It grew louder and more and more ragged till he began to worry that someone might hear her outside. He figured he'd better stop before she began to scream.
"No! Don't stop! Oh God!" she hissed, glaring at him as he raised his greasy face from her cunt. "Eat me! Eat my hot cunt! Suck me!"
He clambered tiredly up onto his knees, unbuckled his belt, slid down his fly. Immediately she was quiet, breathing heavily, damn near snorting with lust. But she watched him without comment. She saw him shove down his shorts and watched the springy pole of his cock bounce into view. Then he was thrusting everything down past his knees and off altogether. He pulled his T-shirt off and threw it to one side.
Naked, he leaned back down over her, and she watched him grab his nine-inch long cock, prime it in his fist, point it down between her legs. She had no time to think. She had no time to say yes or no. Suddenly she felt the hard wet head of his prick poking about on her ragged cunt-lips and all she could do was dissolve in a wild whimper.
"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh fuck!" she moaned.
She glared down between her hooked-up legs, saw him angling his prick lower, slotting the head between her gaping cunt-lips.
He paused for a second once he had his cock-head nudged inside her. He stared down into her face with a sly smile. Then he was moving forward, slowly, gently, feeding her great long lengths of his swelling cock. Inch after inch of it bulled into her, swelling her pussy-lips out of shape once more. He didn't stop till every last inch was embedded inside her and his crotch hair was tangled with hers.
"Mr. Young! You're inside me! Your big cock's all the way up my cunt!" she gasped, staring up at him with wide blue eyes. She ran her hands up and down on his hard chest and felt his every muscle.
It felt so strange inside her, not a bit like the plastic dildo. This cock was real, throbbing like some huge reptile. It seemed to fill her up, to clog her poor girlish cunt with its blazing hard cock-meat. She felt so nice, so fulfilled, as if this was what she had been waiting for all her life. Her mouth was half open in a smile of lust.
He began moving, slowly at first and then faster and faster, letting her small cunt get used to the thick bulk of his prick. He watched her tits joggle and sway as he moved and he grabbed one in his hand, squeezed and massaged it strongly. He couldn't get over how young she looked, and how full of lust her sweet young face was.
"You're fucking me! Mr. Young, you're fucking me with your big hard cock!" she cooed, thrilled no end. "It feels so good! Oh it feels so nice!"
And it did too. She wiggled her ass, tried to meet his fuck-thrusts with small humpings of her own. But she didn't have to do much. His big hairy body pulsed and trembled on top of her, and each time he drove down she felt the huge hard spike of his cock slice up into her cunt. Sparks were flying everywhere inside her. She didn't want the delicious feeling ever to end.
"Your cock is so big! It's so hard and big!" she cooed.
"And you took it all, baby. You took every last bone-hard fucking inch!" he growled.
He fucked her steadily, carving his cock every which way in her sweet sucking cunt. She was so snug and tight, he felt like his cock was being peeled.
She gazed up at him lovingly, chugging her hips as best she could. She accepted each thrust as if she'd been fucking for years. Her legs hooked up behind him, and her knee socks cranked up and down as he bucked back and forth. She felt herself growing dizzy with lust and pleasure.
She had a sudden vision of Mr. Mason jerking off over her tits, and it occurred to her that she was letting another man fuck her. Mr. Mason could never be the first. And she was supposed to be in love with him and everything. She dismissed the thought quickly. Right at this second, it didn't seem too important. All that mattered was that big thick cock plunging back and forth in her cunt. So what if it was Mr. Young's?
He was beginning to hiss and pant on top of her, and his face grew more and more flushed as she gazed up at him. He was fucking her with rapid, sharp strokes, angling his cock this way and that. She watched as a trickle of sweat ran down his cheek. Inside her, his prick seemed to expand, to grow even thicker and harder and longer up her twat.
"Fuck me hard! Shove it deep! Oh yes! Oh yes!" she panted. She ran her fingers everywhere she could reach, stroking him, teasing him with her touch. He began to growl deep in his throat.
He stopped suddenly, closed his eyes tight, and a huge shudder ran through him. She stared up at him in panic, wondering what was the matter. And the next second she felt a great flooding sensation inside her, as if someone had shaken up a pop bottle and let it go off up her cunt. Her eyes widened in amazement.
"You're shooting! You're cumming! You're going off up my cunt!" she wailed, and it was hard to tell if she was glad or dismayed. "I feel it! I feel your hot cum! Oh God! Oh God!"
A huge gushing streamer of spunk had spurted from the tip of his cock to drench her insides. He remained still just long enough to let it fly. Then almost at once he was all motion again, fucking his cock in and out of her like a wild man. He moaned and groaned the whole time now, his eyes clenched shut with pleasure. The fucking sounds from her cunt grew wetter and more obscene.
"Up my cunt! Your sperm! I feel it! Oh God!" she wailed.
And another monstrous blast of jism fired off up her pussy. It seemed to Nancy that it shot up into her chest somewhere. It was so strong, so powerful. She wondered briefly if he'd hurt her, rupture her insides or something.
Another jet of cum sprang into her cunt. And another. And soon her poor twat was clogged with goo. It drooled from her pussy lips in pale syrupy strings, dribbled down into the crack of her ass and soiled her pretty blonde pussy-hair. His cock was coated with it. Great thick strings of silver slime hung off his cock shaft like jelly. It drooled down over his balls too.
In and out of her he fucked, burying his spurting prick deep inside her again and again. His cock-head split wide time after time, shooting out endless supplies of hot, teaming jizz. He couldn't stop it. It was as if he hadn't cum in months and months and months. He flooded her with hot jism.
"So much! So much cum!" she pealed, her lips peeled up off her perfect white teeth. She was still beneath him now, completely exhausted. She waited patiently for him to stop shooting his steaming load.
Another glob of spunk fired off. And another. And finally that appeared to be it. He continued fucking her, didn't begin to slow down for several seconds yet. But his cock had stopped spurting. It drooled out thick ropes of cream like a leaky tap. And gradually, a bit at a time, it began to grow soft inside her.
He had kept himself propped up on his hands most of the time up to now, so that he would fondle her tits and watch the lustful expressions of her sweet young face. Now he sank slowly down on top of her, letting his chest mash her tits down. He lay his head alongside hers and snuffled in her ear. He humped back and forth slowly, his cock still firmly embedded inside her.
It was a weird sensation for Nancy, the first time she'd ever felt a man so closely. She ran her hands up and down on him, exploring lazily, touching his shoulders and his back and his muscular ass cheeks. Inside she felt flooded, completely clogged with his still steaming jizz. She felt his cock grow softer and softer.
"There was so much cum ... so much ..." she muttered sleepily, crushed beneath him.
He didn't answer and she stared up at the ceiling, daydreaming of one thing and another. Ripples of pleasure rolled through her.