Chapter 14
With that cunning little crotch tilted up at me, and the thin thighs widespread, Kim was in the best possible position for having her hymen broken, set so that she would bear the least amount of pain and strain. But from the tremulous, expectant look of her, the girl was ready to endure anything, any amount of discomfort, so she could be initiated into the mysteries of womanhood.
She was so damned appealing, so immaturely beautiful in her anxiety, her skin so smooth and burnished, that damp little snatch haloed by its feathering of down, the rigid-nippled but nearly flat tits pulsing up and down in the excited beat of her breathing. Her mound glistened with the heavy application of grease, and some of it shone within her inner thighs.
It was now or never, I thought, and moved in between the slender legs, holding my expanded shaft in one hand and hoping that all the Vaseline would work. I said down to her, "Don't fight it. Kim. Relax as much as you can and don't tighten up. Once I get the head of my prick into your cunt lips, you could even push back at it some, and help me work it deeper. It'll be all right, baby; pretty soon you'll actually be fucking, and I'd bet that you're every bit as hot and sensuous as your mother when she gets a hard cock into her snatch.”
"I—I'll try," she breathed. "Because I really want to get fucked, lover. But if fucking is anywhere near as good as what you did to me with your mouth, I know I’ll freak right out”
"It's different," I said, "but just as good."
Inching closer to her greasy crotch, I bent down the head of my oiled cock and pressed the blunt tip into the thrilling, slippery softness of Kim Jessup's virginal mound. I could feel the tiny labia throbbing there, and the caress of her pubic down. So very small, I thought, but so damned exciting, and edged the tip into her childlike body, pressing gently but firmly into those pussy lips. The girl didn't tense up, and I was thankful for that, for the untightened resilience of her labia, and pushed some more.
The nose of my greased cockhead penetrated just far enough for me to feel the hotness inside, the wet promise beyond the barrier. I held the girl's narrow thighs in both hands, once my knob was firmly fixed into her slot, and continued to bore into the slowly giving pussy lips. They parted reluctantly, stretched bit by agonizingly slow bit, and Kim tried to help by arching her back and pushing against my bulb, her lovely young body shaking.
I quivered with her, and struggled to reach my glans farther, to shove it deeper. Her pussy expanded slightly as the girl rolled her ass and kept her pelvis tilted up, as she attempted to spread her willowy thighs even wider. Oh, she wanted it, needed my cock, and I was determined to give her all my meat; but without hurting her, if at all possible.
Suddenly, surprisingly, the head slipped into her hot, slidy lips, and an inch of swollen shaft followed. She gasped at the shock, but didn't retreat; Kim kept forcing against my spongy glans, doing her best to get it all inside her sweet mini-pussy. We were succeeding, I thought, as more of my root worked into the velvet dampness, assisted by the Vaseline smeared into her tight snatch and over my prick.
I was about a third of the way in her when my cockhead felt the obstruction, the membrane stretched across her vagina. Pressing, moving my ass so that the knob slid back and forth along the guardian wall, I found I couldn't penetrate it. Stubbornly, Kim's hymen held out against the gentle attack. The girl was sweating now, a sheen of golden sweat over her body, and I had to do something, anything to get through that damned fence.
"Hang on, baby," I said through clenched teeth, backing my prick until only the flanges of the cock-head were held by the rubbery tightness of her cunt lips. "Hang on, because this may hurt a little.”
Then I rammed it home, plunged my knob viciously against the barrier that was keeping me from the rest of her honeyed sheath. She flinched, but the girl had nerve, and she didn't recoil. I slammed the wall again, grinding into it full force, and felt the sudden ripping of surrender as the thing gave way.
"Oh!" Kim shrieked softly. "Oh-that hurts! But don't stop; oh please, don't stop.”
One more shove, and my swollen cockhead slid on inside that marvelously tight vagina. I stared down to watch my shaft sliding into the pink clenching of her labia, and saw the stem come to rest against those darling cunt lips, saw my balls covering the delicate cleft of her lifted ass. I was in; she was no longer a cherry, and the girl's snug pussy gripped my embedded prick like a strong, silken hand, wet and juicy.
"Oh, oh—I'm full of you," she moaned. "I can feel your thing stretching me, making me open wider—my pussy is packed with your cock.”
The girl's fresh little pussy was tighter than an asshole, but I could feel its thrilling velvet smoothness loosening a bit. Still, it clasped my prick forcefully, lovingly, and Kim began to squirm with delight upon the embedded meat.
"Oohh!" she exclaimed. "Oh lover man, this is so freaky, so far out and wonderful, I can't believe it Oh, oh—am I doing it right? Am I fucking you okay?”
"Perfect," I breathed, moving my super hard shaft tenderly within that adorable little sheath, stroking her carefully as the kid twisted upon it, as she hunched hesitatingly and rolled that thin, delicate ass. "Baby, baby—you have the sweetest little cunt in the world.”
"Do I really? Oh—oh—fuck me, Mr. Barnett—fuck me, lover.”
I held that saucy, childish ass in the palm of one hand as Kim heaved beneath me, and my greasy cock fed itself back and forth into the gloriously tight hole, where it was caressed by silken walls and satiny membranes. The girl's love juices were flowing, easing the way, and her untrained pussy muscles were pulsating wildly, like a thousand tiny rubber bands working over my sliding knob and along the moving shaft.
My prick was so hard it ached, even sliding juicily within that adorable sleeve, and a tremendous pressure was building up within my straining balls, but I struggled to hold back its release. I wanted this beautiful child to have all the prick she could handle, so that she could writhe upon my meat, so she could learn the deep thrills of fucking.
Kim's honeyed, snug pussy contracted suddenly, and she brought her smooth knees together as much as she could, pressing them against my slowly surging hips. "Lover—I—I think Fm coming! Ahh, it feels so good, your prick sliding inside my cunt—so good!”
Stopping my thrusts, I just balanced there between the slim legs and let the girl wring her almost hairless vulva around the buried length of my cock, managing somehow to keep from coming myself, although hot and shivering thrills were shooting up from my balls. I stared down into the pert face as Kim crested violently upon her first orgasm with a prick inside her exquisite pussy, and saw the child's face twist in rapture, her eyelids fluttering and her mouth open as she gasped ecstatically.
When her hot and tiny body stopped shuddering, I picked up the stroking once more, slipping my swollen cockhead into that oily little slot and pressing my balls into the miniature cleft of her trembling ass. Slowly, lovingly, I eased my hard meat back and forth, rolling my own ass a bit now, running my hands up and down her polished little form and feeling Kim quiver at every lingering stroke of my prick.
"Do—do you fuck my mom like this?" she panted, those purple eyes drifting open to stare up into mine. "Do you use your prick in my mother's pussy just like this, or do you do it differently?”
"Like this," I answered, my voice beginning to clog in my throat, "and in other ways, too. Baby, baby-wiggle that sweet ass and grind my cock around in your gorgeous little snatch—oh yeah, yeah. Kim, your beautiful pussy—your lovely ass—those wonderful tit nipples—”
She was getting herself back into the rhythm, her cunt walls rippling and compressing my now frantic cockhead, an enchanted suction building up within the girl's slippery vagina. That junior-sized pussy was quickly catching on, developing a special style of its own, and her downy pelvis was bucking against my own, as if she could never get enough prick, now that she knew what it was like.
Kim was grunting with every rolling thrust, but I kept from turning savage, not driving my meat home solidly as I sometimes did into her mother's wild pussy, or into my wife's juicy snatch. The girl's tender vagina was too easily hurt just now, and she would no doubt be sore as hell tomorrow, as it was.
Gasping, her tiny rosebud mouth reached up for my own as the girl felt her next climax sizzling through her straining, arched body, and I met it hungrily. Thin arms around my neck, narrow pelvis surging up and down, trim little ass twirling around and around, Kim's tongue ran crazily inside my mouth for a long, breathless moment before she came.
I met her orgasm with my own, and it felt as if my cockhead was tearing itself apart, as if a bomb had gone off inside it, and the explosion was hurling more than just semen into that viselike pussy. My come poured into the girl's quivering cunt, spat itself over the tiny womb in thick, greasy globules, and soaked the flexing vaginal walls with creamy syrup. Jet after jet of semen pounded throughout Kim's velvet snatch, turning that tight hole buttery and making it much easier for me to keep sliding my gloriously throbbing prick into its shallow depths.
As I sagged upon her taut body, Kim whispered in amazement, "So this is what it's like. Oh, I love it-I just love feeling your juice wetting my little pussy. It feels so Juicy and hot. Oh wow, lover; I don't ever want to stop fucking. I just want to keep your prick in me forever and ever.”
I stroked her, kissed her cheek, her ear, and ran my tongue down the enticing column of her pale throat. The girl's steaming pussy was heavily salved with a wondrous mixture of my semen and her lubrication, and my cock luxuriated in it.
Kim said softly, "Does my mom love it, too? I mean, does she really dig your come inside her?”
"Carolyn is a fine piece of ass." I said. "She's very hot, very passionate. I think she was always unhappy with your father, because he was uptight about screwing and never really turned her on.”
The girl sighed beneath me, her hips still making avid, small movements. "Then I'm glad I took after her, and not dad. I'm going to learn everything I can about fucking, about all kinds of sex. I never felt so wonderful as I do right now. Oh, I don't mean it wasn't marvelous, having your tongue inside my pussy and tickling me; that was freaky, too. I love both ways. But do I really do everything right? I want you to love me, to want to keep screwing me as much as I want it.”
"You're perfect," I said. "You're so young and horny and new, that you can turn anybody on. Any guy would worship your gorgeous snatch.”
Her moving crotch slowed and stopped. "This isn't the only way to screw; I know that much. Will you show me some more, or do guys get tired quicker than girls?”
I smiled. "We lose some strength, but we get it back, after awhile. Hold still, now, so I can slip my cock out of your sweet pussy without hurting you. It will probably hurt a little by tomorrow.”
"I don't care," she said, with a small gasp as she felt the dripping cockhead pull itself from the jealous clenching of her labia. "I don't care if it does hurt.”
Rolling over onto my back, I wondered briefly if Carolyn and my wife were awake yet, and if so, if they were twisting in the embrace of their mutual lover, the brother of this delightfully passionate girl who was lying naked beside me. I felt Kim's small fingers questing over my limp prick and smiled down at them.
She said, "How can it be so little and soft now, when it was so big and hard just a minute ago?”
"It's resting," I explained, "but it will grow again. My cock will never be able to stay away from a sweet young pussy like yours.”
"That's nice," she said, propping herself upon an elbow to peer closely at my weakened shaft, "but can't I do something to help it? Maybe if I licked it the way you did my pussy, it would get big. Is my brother's thing like yours?”
"It stays harder longer," I admitted, "but Charlie's cock is smaller. We were thinking about having him screw you first, because it would have been easier for you to take his prick.”
Toying with my cock, Kim said, "I'm glad it was you, the first time. Hey—I can feel your prick kind of wiggling around.”
With that, the charming little girl leaned over and planted a teasing kiss upon my glans, not giving a damn that it was yet sticky with semen, and I quivered when I felt the soft caress of her flicking tongue. Kim was delving into my balls then, exploring the heft and shape of the sac and the testicles within, eager to learn all she could about me.
"You taste groovy," she breathed, snuggling one rigid nipple against my thigh. "Kind of sweet and land of musky, all tangled up. I dig the flavor, man.”
Her tongue quickened, sliding hot and wet over my cockhead, withdrawing so that she could nuzzle her lips into the softened tool itself, her fingers stroking, tickling, fondling. I looked down at the top of her small head, at the curling of her delectable, tiny body so elfin and appealing. And I knew that she was another natural, her budding passions only needing release and experience to make her a fantastic sex partner. She was doing this on her own, not repelled by a man's prick against her lips, but attracted to it, doing exactly what she felt like at the moment.
My cock was slowly distending itself when Kim slipped her lips around the knob and raced her agile tongue over the sensitive ridges. I touched her sorrel hair and felt its fine, silken strands beneath my fingertips as the girl drew my hardening bulb into her mouth. She pulled on it, as if it was a candy sucker, lapped over the head as if she was testing the flavor, and her fingers were never still in my crotch, over my pelvis, back down into the cleft of my ass.
Gently, I hunched to her, and my prick responded by turning stiff, its flared head seeking the fabulous velvet cupping of her throat. I was getting a cherry in two places from this beautiful kid, or three—and Fm sure that if there was even a remote possibility of stuffing my prick into her minute asshole, Kim would have happily given me that one, too. As it was, I had been the first to ever work my tongue into the honeyed slot of her virginal pussy, the first ever to pump a hot load of bubbling come into that elegant little snatch, and now she was going down on me, using her mouth on a man's hard meat for the first time. And she was already doing one hell of a fine job, laving my cockhead generously, digging the top of her active tongue into the slot, then sucking upon my shaft like a lollipop.
Inherently, instinctively, Kim Jessup knew just what to do, how to find the touchiest places, where to give the deepest thrills, and she thoroughly enjoyed what she was doing. She began to match my tentative probings, allowing my distended cockhead to slide farther back into her throat each time, adjusting herself to the unaccustomed feel of the spongy knob. I fed the child my willing meat, pumping it tenderly back and forth into the rapturous suction of her mouth and against the fondling of her hot tongue.
Maybe she would rebel at the flood of semen that would soon burst into her mouth, but I didn't think so. Kim was too much like her mother; once turned on, she would go for anything. So I speeded up the beat, humping my shaft into her small, hot mouth until I felt the warning flexion of my glans. Then I held tightly to the girl's head, fixing it into position as the power unleashed itself wilding within my contracting balls and the sizzling stream came hissing up the length of my shaft to fountain from the cockhead. There wasn't as much as I had jetted into the kid's pussy, but still enough to soak her tongue and to purl richly against the back of her convulsing throat.
Kim swallowed, and swallowed again, making wet, hungry noises and massaging my balls with anxious fingers, sucking hard for more of the greasy fluid. I gave her all I had, panting as the hot stuff geysered into her throat, trembling as the girl continued to siphon my cockhead, as her tongue did magic tricks of stimulation.
Then I fell back upon the bed with my legs spread out wide and my chest heaving. I was sweaty and limp, but I felt wonderful. Vivid thought pictures went careening through my inflamed mind, and I saw Kim and me fucking while her mother and brother and my wife looked on; I saw Charlie putting his tireless meat into the kid's delicious pussy while I screwed their mother; I saw my wife getting down between Kim's pale and willowy legs to lick at the downy snatch while I stuck the meat into Betty from behind.
The images blurred and faded, and I sighed in repletion, knowing that I didn't have to fantasize any more, that each and every wild idea I ever dreamed could now come true, and that I was one of the world's luckiest men.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the bedroom door was open, and made out the quiet form of Carolyn Jessup standing there. She moved toward us where we lay upon the bed, looking down as her young daughter lifted her mouth from my prick.