Chapter 10
Kal would have been willing to make it with Laura in the dark, but she nixed the idea.
"This is my first time," she whispered into his ear after turning on the light. "I want to be able to see everything. I want to see us fit together. I have a dresser mirror that actually oversees the bed. We'll be able to watch ourselves the whole time."
The idea excited Alan Kal all the more. To be able to look at her marvelous body while fucking her was more than he'd hoped for.
Neither of them recalled undressing, but they stood there, facing one another, totally naked, and Kal had the opportunity to look at the nicest, firmest body he'd ever seen. Her breasts were small, but round, with tiny pointed nipples. Her aureolae were a soft brown, and he couldn't help but note that he'd be able to fit each whole tit in his mouth with room to spare.
by unspoken mutual consent they pulled back the covers of Laura's bed and slid underneath.
Laura's arms and legs immediately surrounded him. Her soft, pliable body seemed to stick like clay, warming him, enveloping him, almost devouring him as she pulled him against her. He could feel the soft hairs of her cunt rubbing against his belly, as the moisture seeping from her crack spread itself on his skin. God, but it was a great feeling. Kal felt as if he were sinking into quicksand. Laura's firm thighs clamped on Kal's hips, her hands pressed on back, and her fingertips made sparks shoot through him.
Her tight slit sank lower until it rubbed against the head of his cock. He wanted to use his hands, knowing she was a virgin and realizing it would be difficult enough penetrating her this first time. But Laura refused to let him move his hands and rolled him over so that she now hovered above him. She leaned forward, putting all her weight on her hands, lifting her body above his and letting his cock ease into her crack. Slowly, ever so slowly, she slid down and stiffened as his cockhead actually poked itself into her opening. It hurt, but, damn it all, it had to be done.
Throwing all her weight on her right hand, she used the fingers of her left hand to spread her pussylips, actually pushing his knob into her cunt, and before she could think about it, she rammed herself down on it, forcing it all the way up her hole.
She tried to scream, but as she came down her breath was knocked out of her, and Kal's clinging arms held her close to him. He was thrashing about like a marlin hooked on a two hundred pound line. He was going crazy because the hot, tight pussy leeching on his cock left absolutely no airspace. It gripped his prong like a sucker, mingling his juices with hers. He wriggled and squirmed, locked in an embrace both endearing and almost suffocating. Her arms were around, Kal's torso now, and she'd hooked her ankles behind his to get greater leverage. She had Kal bound so tightly to herself, actual movement on the part of either one was all but impossible. Laura had to lay there and let the pain subside, and yet she also squirmed, because behind that pain was another feeling; a more important feeling; a feeling that was growing stronger with every squirm. It was a feeling she'd never known. It was her first orgasm, and unlike most women, she didn't have to learn it. She, like Kal, was coming by it automatically, as it swept over her, a huge tidal wave of feeling. Her spread-lipped cunt felt like the middle of the universe.
She lay there on top of him for what seemed like an eternity before realizing his poker was still inside her, and still at full mast. Her pussy no longer ached, and the good feeling she'd felt only moments before was beginning to grow again.
Now Laura raised herself up and began moving. Her twists and turns made Kal's body respond in a corresponding manner as his mouth now sucked on her small, firm tits and his cock, still unable to move in any circular way, pounded up into her hungry cunt.
Boiling lava streamed through his blood vessels, and searing fire filled his lungs. Burning oil seemed to seep from every pore as she lowered herself on his staff again, making him feel the quicksand was hovering above him again, trying to draw him up and into it. It seemed to fill his nose, his eyes, and his mouth, until he was certain her body would suffocate him. Yet if it were so, he wanted to die. All his flesh blazed as he felt himself totally overwhelmed by her cannibal-like snatch.
Laura molded herself to Kal, becoming one with him again, thinking his thoughts, seeing through his eyes, inhaling the mingled scents of their unified bodies, tasting his body as he tasted hers.
They were a single being, now, flowing into themselves so completely there was no longer any sense of a second being. They were him, they were her. She was Kal and he was Laura.
She felt his cock ream her canal as if it was attached to her and poking into him. It was her cock, just as her cunt was now his. Her tits, though in his mouth, were his tits, just as his balls, his sensitive balls belonged to her.
Grabbing him by his long hair, she pulled his head back and planted her mouth on his. It wasn't fair for him to taste her without her tasting him. Her tongue sucked on his, and she could feel that cock swell inside her.
"Fuck me," she murmured into his mouth. "Fuck me again and again. I want to be fucked, feeling your cock in my belly. Fuck and keep on fucking. Don't stop."
Stop? Was she crazy? Hell, he intended fucking like this until the world came to an end.
Pleasure, pure pleasure, total, thorough pleasure swelled inside both of them, blossoming like a sunflower, bursting in every direction at once, exploding in a blast of brilliant solar energy. It roared, screamed, howled, continuing to grow louder and louder. Sight, sound, smell, feeling, and taste were at their optimum, and promised even greater sensation. But once the top had been reached, there was nowhere to go but down.
Laura had come a second time, luxuriating in the rhythm of his thundering cock, and now she heard him murmur between gritted teeth, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come."
His seed, his sperm, was about to leave his body and enter hers. She had to taste it, to know what his cream was like. Just as his cock swelled to its utmost, she leaped up and off, and came down surrounding the entire penis with her soft lips; her tongue sucking away lustily, feeling the tube at the underside of his prick fill with come and then empty into her waiting mouth.
Hot, blazing liquid filled her mouth, and gulped it down her throat quickly, for more followed and she wanted it all. Some escaped and stuck to her lips, but she would lick that into her mouth later. She gulped and gulped, wondering where all the liquid was coming from, not really caring for she felt she could go on drinking his liquid all night.
His tight, red balls pressed against his body, and because his cock was wilting, Laura was able to lick his balls. She let her tongue roam over the hairy, wrinkled sac, the tip of her tongue seeking out every crevice.
Kal lay there, letting her seemingly pull his very life out through his cock, but even as she sucked he knew he wasn't finished with her; not by a long shot. This was no Linda, where two orgasms and he'd had it. Oh no. He was going to prong her all through the night. She was special. She was the only girl to make him feel like he was more than he really was.
Slowly, ever so slowly, he felt her lips pull away from him, and without thinking, pulled her up to him so he could kiss her. He wanted to know the taste of himself inside her wonderful mouth, but he was too late. She had swallowed everything, including the little bit on her lips.
Now, though their bodies pressed against one another, their souls were finally able to separate, peeling away from one another and regaining their separate identities, as once again they became two separate and distinct beings. As their heated blood began to cool, they relaxed into each other, resting for the moment, preparing for the battle they would face very shortly with one another.
"I can't leave you like this," he whispered.
"I know," she replied, her fingers touching her recently used cunt, feeling a little soreness and a lot of pleasure.
It had been every bit as good as she'd imagined it might be. And when one found a man like this, one didn't pay him off and thank him for a job well done. True, she wondered what it would be like to feel other cocks, but not just yet. Right now there was a magic between herself and Alan Kal, and if the magic remained, so much the better. If not, she had plenty of time in which to find out.
Now, at last, she knew the wonderful feeling her sister had talked about, and wondered if Myrna was enjoying herself, too.