Chapter 1
Mindy Masters lay stretched out on her bed wearing nothing but a yawn. It was scorching hot on that June afternoon, not to mention boring. Mindy was wondering how in the world she was going to make it through a whole long, hot summer without a man.
Mindy, a petite brunette college freshman, was home for the summer and separated from her boyfriend, Vince, who'd had to return to his own home town hundreds of miles away.
Vince had given her steady loving, and she missed it. She missed it more with each passing minute, and after a week at home her need for sex was urgent.
What was she going to do about it? It was a small town, and she couldn't just walk down the street and pick up some guy. The news would be all over town in no time at all. Besides, picking up men wasn't Mindy's style. She wanted Vince. But she wouldn't be seeing him again till she returned to college in September, and that was just too long to wait.
"Oh, darn," she sighed, "what am I gonna do?"
There seemed to be only one answer. She'd have to get herself off, satisfy her own hot needs, without a man. Mindy blushed as she thought about it. She'd masturbated as a kid, sure, but since meeting Vince she'd left those naughty habits behind. Vince's hard cock had taken care of all her needs. Could she really go back to playing with herself?
Rolling onto her back, she glided a hand down her sleek little body and over the soft fur of her bush. She slid a finger between her thighs and touched the fiery-hot flesh of her pussy. The flesh was swollen, throbbing and wet. She was achingly horny, and even her lightest touch felt great down there.
There was a sharp rap at her bedroom door, and her mother called out, "Mindy, are you all right? I heard you moaning."
"I'm fine, Mom," Mindy called impatiently. "I'm just trying to take a nap. Maybe I had a dream."
"Oh, okay, dear," her mother replied, "try to go back to sleep."
Mindy moaned with frustration. She was just getting into the swing of things, and mom had to interrupt. That was another thing about being home for the summer-no privacy. It seemed like mom and dad checked up on everything she did. And then of course there were her two mischievous teenage brothers, always sneaking up on her and trying to scare her.
She was lucky to get five minutes to herself to beat off, she thought bitterly. Once more she closed her eyes and stroked her fever-hot pussy slit. It felt so nice, and she began to cream steadily, soaking her fingers with the sizzling fuck juice. But there was one important ingredient lacking-Vince. She missed her young fucker so badly.
Mindy smiled as she thought about how she and Vince had met and how quickly he'd seduced her. She'd been an innocent virgin in her first year of college, and she'd been uptight and inhibited about sex, just like the rest of her family. But Vince had changed things very quickly. She rubbed her creaming slit faster as she recalled that time.
She'd been crossing the campus, going from one class to another, when she almost bumped into this absolute hunk. He was tall, muscular, with black hair and fantastic brown eyes. Just gorgeous, Mindy thought, as she stood there gawking at him like a fool. He'd looked her over, and obviously he liked what he saw, because he gave her a sexy smile.
"Carry your books?" he asked.
Mindy had laughed. "I thought that went out with horses and buggies," she said.
"Okay," he replied, "how about going out with me instead? My name's Vince, and I'll pick you up at five."
Looking back on it, Mindy realized she'd never once said no to him the whole time she'd known him. She agreed to a date with this perfect stranger. They got some take-out food and parked by a lake and chatted, and she found herself getting more turned on to the guy by the second. She was actually creaming her panties, something she'd never done before.
She was violently horny, without realizing it.
Mindy had never been horny for a guy before. Sometimes when she was still in high school she'd get an itchy, restless feeling, and she'd masturbate to ease the sensation. But she'd been very strictly raised, warned against boys and sex, and Vince was the first guy who'd broken through her reserve.
So when he started kissing her, she didn't resist. She was curious about sex, wondering what fucking was like, and she was so aroused by Vince that she just couldn't bear to make him stop. He used his tongue when he kissed, darting it teasingly in and out of her mouth, and that just drove her wild. When they finally came up for air, she was flushed and panting.
"Hey, Mindy," he laughed, "I get the impression you never kissed a guy before."
"That's right," she admitted. "In fact this is my first real date."
"You're shitting me," Vince said.
"No, honest," Mindy said, "I was always chaperoned before. My folks wouldn't let me be alone with guys."
"Oh, wow," Vince exclaimed, "that's incredible! Well, baby, you got a lot of wasted time to make up for, and I'm just the guy to help you out."
He spent the rest of the evening proving it.
Mindy shivered lustily as she thought back on that evening. Her pussy cream came in hot helpless spurts, drenching her fingers as she stroked her boiling pussy. She gurgled with excitement when she remembered Vince's next move on that first date. He'd taken her by surprise, he moved so fast. He went right from kissing to fondling her tits.
She'd gasped and blushed when he suddenly pushed her shirt up out of the way, revealing the firmly packed cups of her little lacy bra. His hands closed over the cups, hot and confident, and he began to squeeze her sensitive tits. To her astonishment, her nipples instantly went rigid, poking into his palms.
"Hey, wait, Vince," she gasped, "I never even held hands with a guy before."
"Don't you like this?" he grinned.
"I-I don't know," she stammered.
"Well, take a second and think about it," he advised. "Don't knock it till you know what it's like."
Mindy took his advice. She'd protested automatically, because that was how she'd been trained. Her mother had warned her again and again not to let boys touch her, yet she'd never explained what was wrong with it. Now Mindy shut her mother's lecturing voice out of her head and concentrated on the sensations she was getting as Vince stroked and molded her cute apple-sized tits.
"Mmmmmm," she murmured, "that feels nice."
"Right," he smiled, "and it'll feel even nicer if I take your bra off."
Mindy gawked at him. He gave her another of those devastating sexy grins as he reached around her and unhooked her bra. He pushed the bra up, uncovering her tits. He stared hungrily at the flawless creamy globes and at her stiff pink nipples. Mindy could tell he was very aroused at the sight of her naked breasts. He grabbed for them, his hands hot and eager.
Mindy gasped and slumped back against the seat of the car, shivering with sensations she'd never experienced before. While Vince played with her tits, she creamed right through her panties, and her belly did lusty flip-flops. He worked his thumbs expertly over her nipples, making them even more rigid and engorged, and she gurgled with arousal.
"I really shouldn't let you do this," she said weakly.
"How come?" he grinned. "Don't you like it?"
That was the same question he'd asked before. It had never occurred to her. All she knew was that her folks would be very angry if they caught her doing these things with a boy. But did she like it? Now that she thought about it, yes, she liked it very much. She didn't want Vince to stop fondling her sensitive tits. So why were her parents against something that felt so good?
"Mmmmmm, wow, that feels great," she gurgled.
"We're just getting started," he told her. "Why don't we get more comfortable? I know a real private spot."
He tugged her shirt down over her tits but didn't fasten her bra. Mindy followed him in a daze as he grabbed a blanket, left the car, and followed a path through the woods. They came to a very private clearing, and Vince spread out the blanket, pulled her down on it, and started kissing her.
Mindy just melted when he darted his tongue into her mouth and cupped and squeezed her bare tits. Her pussy was on fire, even though she didn't understand why. She just knew she couldn't stop creaming, couldn't stop her moaning and wriggling. Finally Vince broke off the steamy kisses and came up for air. There was a hot glazed look in his eyes as he reached for the zipper of her jeans and started tugging it open.
"Hey, Vince, wait," Mindy squeaked, "what are you doing?"
"I wanta see your pussy," he said, as if it was the most natural and reasonable request in the world.
She didn't know what to say to that. Her parents would have an answer, for sure, but was it her answer? She knew she wanted him to go on touching her and arousing her, but how far was "too far"? While she puzzled over these questions, Vince deftly removed her jeans and panties in one smooth tug, leaving her naked from the shoulders down.
His eyes glowed lustily as he studied her petite curvy body. He petted the soft little triangle of her bush, and she blushed hotly. Still, she didn't want him to stop. She blushed even deeper when he gently but firmly spread her legs and studied the cream-soaked pink flesh of her gash. That was where she played with herself when she got those funny restless feelings.
Her mother had warned her not to do that, either. She'd been told never to touch herself "down there" except to bathe. But she'd done it anyway. It just seemed the natural thing to do when she felt hot between her thighs. Now Vince was touching her there, and it felt even more exciting than when she played with herself.
He trailed a stiff finger from her bush all the way back to the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. Back and forth went that finger, teasing and arousing her, making her cream in helpless spurts. He grinned and rubbed the pearly juice all over her swollen slit, and she writhed and gurgled with excitement.
"Ooooo, Vince, that feels wild," she cried.
"It's gonna get even better," he promised.
He folded back the soft-furred lips of her pussy and exposed the tiny hooded lump of flesh that always gave her so much pleasure. That was the secret button she rubbed when she needed to get off. He went right for it, grasping it between his thumb and forefinger, kneading it. Mindy sobbed with pleasure and soaked his fingers with uncontrollable floods of cream.
"Unnnhhhhh, yesssss," she gurgled, "please keep doing that, Vince, it feels so good."
"Sure, baby," he crooned, "I'll get you off."
Mindy didn't know what that expression meant. Eventually Vince would teach her a whole new vocabulary, but that night she knew hardly any words at all. She just let him do what he wanted, knowing it would feel great. Now he kneaded her clit steadily and quickly between his fingers, giving her a continuous buzz of sweet hot sensation. She closed her eyes in ecstasy and clawed the blanket.
"Ohhhhh, yes, yessss," she moaned, "keep doing it, Vince, don't stop."
She felt the hot pleasure building steadily in her pussy, and it made her sob and writhe and moan. Her cream was coming non-stop now, soaking her pussy and Vince's fingers. She screwed her eyes tightly closed, shutting out every other sensation, as she sailed to the very brink of orgasm. A minute or so later she felt a violent explosion of pleasure radiating out from her clit and shaking her whole body. She bucked uncontrollably.
It was much more powerful than the orgasms she'd been giving herself, so powerful that she wrenched away from Vince and rolled around on the blanket, convulsing helplessly. It was quite some time before she went still. Then she opened her eyes and looked wonderingly at Vince, who was grinning down at her.
"What's that called?" she panted. "What happened to me?"
"A climax, an orgasm, coming," he said. "Did you like it?"
"Are you kidding?" she exclaimed. "I loved it."
"Want me to do it to you again?" he leered. "Oh, wow, yes," Mindy cried, "I'd love that, Vince."
"Okay, but I'm gonna do it kinda different this time," he said.
Mindy nodded impatiently. She didn't care how he did it, as long as it happened again. That first orgasm had been terrific, but it had also made her greedy for more. This time she wasn't bashful or hesitant about opening her legs for him. He made his thick middle finger stiff and started inserting it into her virgin cunt.
"Ohhhhh, my gosh," she gasped.
"Ever had anything in there before?" he asked, his voice husky with horniness.
"N-no," Mindy said.
He nodded, and she could tell it really turned him on to know he was the first guy to feel inside her untried cunt. His finger felt big and stiff to her, but she liked the sensation of having her box filled and crammed. He eased the finger up the cream-slick little tunnel as far as it would go. She soaked his finger with another hot flood of juice.
Then he started finger-fucking her, and she was in ecstasy. This was something she'd never tried on herself. She always fooled around with her clit, rubbing it or kneading it till she came, but she'd never tried playing with her cunt. Greedily she tightened the tiny passage around his swiftly pumping finger, instinctively seeking more delicious friction.
"Ohhhhhh, wow, yeah," she moaned, "I love that, Vince."
"I can think of something you're gonna love even more," he said hoarsely.
Mindy didn't know what he meant, and besides, she hardly heard him, she was so caught up in the intense pleasure she was getting from his thick pistoning finger. She closed her eyes and ignored everything else. The pleasure grew and grew in her pussy, till she was sobbing with it and clawing the blanket and soaking Vince's finger with huge sizzling spurts of cream.
"Ohhhhhh, God, I can't take much more," she whimpered, "I just have to come."
"This oughta do it for you," Vince said, finger-fucking her even faster.
He was right. His swiftly jerking finger took her right over the edge into another body-rocking orgasm. "Ohhhhhhh, ooooooo, I'm coming, whaaahhhhhhh!" she screamed.
Again she rolled around in total bliss and lost track of time. She knew perfectly well that her parents wouldn't approve of what this boy was doing to her, but by now she didn't care. No way could she turn down pleasure like this. She was already hooked on it. She loved everything Vince had done so far, and she wanted more.
She opened her eyes and gasped. Vince was kneeling between her legs, as before, but this time he didn't have any pants on. Mindy had never seen a cock before, at least not a grownup one, and she just couldn't help staring. She'd helped bathe her kid brothers when they were tiny, but their cocks were dwarfed by Vince's thick eight-inch column of blue-veined meat.
"Get acquainted with it, honey," he chuckled, taking her hand and setting it on his cock.
Dazedly she began playing with his prick, petting it and fondling it. It leaked hot sticky cream onto her fingers. Vince's nostrils flared as he watched her, and his cock made lusty lurches and twitches. Then he gently moved her hand away and lay down on top of her, sinking between her thighs.
"I'm gonna get you off again," he told her, "and this time I'm gonna use my cock."
Mindy felt his huge hard boner pushing its way up her virgin cunt. She wasn't scared. Everything Vince had done to her so far had felt marvelous, and she knew this would be great, too. The fit was very tight, yet it was so exciting to have his big cock throbbing inside her cunt. She creamed all over it, making his way slicker and easier. He groaned in bliss as he stuffed her full of his stiff prick, butting up against her womb.
"You like it?" he asked hoarsely.
"Yes, Vince," Mindy gurgled, "I think I'm gonna like this best of all."
It was true. She loved what he did to her with his fingers and lips and tongue, but best of all she loved his cock. From the first time they fucked, she was hooked on it, unable to get enough of it. Vince brought her along carefully, fucking her at first in slow sensuous strokes, then fucking her faster and harder as her little cunt relaxed and expanded.
Soon they were fucking at full speed, famished for each other, snarling and growling their pleasure. Their bodies slapped loudly together, and Mindy gurgled in ecstasy each time Vince's hard cock crammed her. She arched her body so that his rigid shaft rubbed her clit, giving her blast after blast of pleasure.
"Oooooo, Vince, I love it," she sobbed, "I just love it."
He cupped her churning ass and fucked into her with lightning speed, finally carried away by his wild horniness. Mindy felt her third orgasm of the evening exploding from the depths of her cunt, and she clung to him and sobbed in bliss as the delicious spasms shook her. Vince bellowed and flooded her cunt with molten wads of come.
"Awwwww, Christ, take my load, baby!" he roared.
"Yes, give it to me, cream me, unnggghhh!" Mindy sobbed.
After that they'd fucked like bunnies on every date. They just couldn't get enough of each other. But summer vacation tore them apart. Vince had to go home to a regular summer job, and Mindy's parents demanded that she spend the time with them. Going without Vince's fucking was just killing her.
Feverishly she rubbed her horny pussy, but it just wasn't the same as when Vince did it. She missed his cock. She missed it so badly, she could have screamed. Her fingers couldn't do the job. They weren't the size or the shape of his tireless fuck-tool. Mindy moaned with frustration and looked around the room, searching for something that resembled a cock.
She spied a basket of fruit her mother had left in the room for snacks. A fat long banana seemed to fit the bill. Mindy snatched it up and pressed the pointed tip to the creaming mouth of her famished twat. She began pushing the banana into herself, panting and moaning as it stretched and crammed her horny box.
"Oooooo, shit, yesssss," she hissed.
Vince had taught her to swear when they made love, and now she just couldn't help it, any more than she could help her hot heavy creaming as she eased the thick banana into her thirsty fuck tunnel. She closed her eyes and pretended she was taking her boyfriend's big rock-hard cock. Her excitement reached fever pitch as she shoved the banana home.
"Ohhhhh, honey, yesssss," she sobbed, "stick it in me, fuck me with it, Vince. I need it so bad, honey."
She started plunging the firm thick fruit up and down in her juice-slick pussy hole, and she felt blast after blast of pleasure, just as she did when Vince fucked her. She could tell she was going to be really fond of bananas this summer. She worked the thing faster and faster as her lust reached boiling point. It made an obscene sucking noise, reaming the thick hot cream from her greedily clinging cunt.
It felt fantastic, yet she still wanted Vince. The banana might save her sanity, but it wouldn't cure her boredom. Only Vince could do that. She needed his hard male body writhing against hers, his throbbing hot cock cramming her cunt. Nothing would satisfy her totally except Vince- or at least a man. But there wasn't any other man.
"Do it to me, honey, fuck me good," she gurgled.
She'd never been turned on to any of the guys in her little home town, and the only other males around were her father and her two younger brothers. So for the rest of her long vacation she'd just have to use bananas and fantasies. She jerked the banana as hard and fast as she could in her frantically horny cunt, pretending it was her boyfriend's pile-driving cock.
"Ohhhhhh, God, I'm almost there," she sobbed. "Fuck me hard, baby, as hard as you can."
She felt the delicious explosion in the depths of her cunt, and it flashed out to burn through her whole body. She rolled around on the bed whimpering and moaning with ecstasy and frantically fucking herself with the banana.
"Ohhhhhh, mother-fucker, you're doing it, I'm coming!" she howled. "Unnnhhhh, shit, am I coming!"
The body-wracking orgasm was the first she'd had in a week, her first relief since the last time she and Vince had fucked. It lasted a long time, and it left her limp and gasping. She finally rolled onto her back and withdrew the cream-soaked banana from her temporarily satisfied twat. She gave it a wistful look.
"Well, pal," she sighed, "I guess it's just you and me till September."