Chapter 2
Patsy Martin smiled to herself as she decided to be late for school and rolled back over in bed. It was a big canopied bed, and the springs were bouncy and uneven, but Patsy felt infinitely comfortable in it and was still pleased that she had been able to talk her parents into buying it for her. The teenager's dark auburn hair was all that stuck out above the sheet. Even in hot weather she liked to be covered, but underneath her golden tanned body luxuriated, nakedly rolling to the cooler parts of the rumpled bed.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...." the young girl moaned softly to herself. "Mmmmmmmmm Lord, he had a nice big cock!" Her previous night's lover was someone she had picked up at the movies and had never met before. Lovely young Patsy had already found that some of the best fucks she had ever had thrown to her had been from total strangers. The shameless teenager had long since stopped explaining, even to herself, just why she had a penchant for so many different cocks ... always new ones. "I just dig a cock between my legs!" she had said often enough to friends, and to the person she happened to be with at the time, or to her shocked and dismayed mother, who didn't understand her independent young daughter and therefore chose to ignore her most of the time by traveling with Patsy's father or by never staying home when her daughter was in town.
Patsy's soft sun-bronzed skin still prickled with excitement as she remembered each thrilling touch of her last night's pick-up's hands along the smooth hot surfaces of her naked body. Her lust-swollen tits still hurt a bit from his mouth. How he had sucked her darkly erect nipples ... sucked them and sucked them until she had thought she would go out of her mind, but then he had made up for that with his deft sucking and licking of her hot, streaming cunt. Her copper-curled pussy felt just slightly tender and she knew she was a bit swollen but she felt, oh, so satisfied! There's nothing like a man who knows how to suck pussy! the experienced young girl thought briefly to herself as she began to consider getting up. She really should go to school, she knew, but she didn't feel like it today and she liked to take long walks in the morning, to breathe the fresh air that surrounded the town and to take in all the interesting sights to be seen. She usually met someone nice, too, during her long walks, and she liked talking with new guys as well as taking them home to fuck her with their big, beautiful cocks.
Patsy's full round face gave her the appearance of being younger than her scant years, a situation that Patsy found unbearable at times. Her clothing did nothing to make her look older, nor did it accentuate the loveliness of her sensuously curved little titties or her soft, flat belly and full hips and thighs, but anyone who watched the girl move could deduce a well heated little cunt beneath her dresses and pants.
After a brisk shower, Patsy anointed her naked body with a special scented oil she had bought from a local shop. "Night Passion," it said on the bottle, "to bring up your lover's passion at night!" It smelled like jasmine, and Patsy loved it, it made her feel good, and it had seemed to please her lovers too since she'd been wearing it. It left her soft clean skin pleasantly scented, and just the least bit slippery beneath the white cotton peasant shirt that she put on. The rough weave of the material rubbed sensuously over her huge braless titties, keeping the dark nipples erect and visible beneath the almost sheer fabric. Her tight fitting multi-patched jeans were worn and perfect, she thought, as she slid them over her sturdy, schoolgirl legs.
"You're the hottest titted and pussied looking girl around!" someone had told her once, upon seeing her stripped completely naked, swimming in Grant's Lake when she had gone on the freshman field trip to study wildlife. She couldn't remember quite who had said it. It was either the chaperone teacher who had given her his address once, or one of the freshman baseball team who had accompanied her home one night from a school dance a few months before. But Patsy often thought of it, and liked thinking of herself that way. She was healthy and she loved life and her body, and that included all the pleasures that life and the always vibrant little hole up between her legs could give her!
After a large glass of orange juice, and feeling on top of the world, Patsy left the small guest house. She would spend the day at the park, she figured. She hadn't been there all week, and the ducks were probably skin and bones without the bread she always fed them. She didn't really have anything important to do at school for the next few days and her parents wouldn't be coming home for a week yet, so she had a perfect chance for a holiday, gloriously free of any adult supervision.
Handsome young Keith Jones walked slowly out of the bus station, wondering what direction he should take to get to his uncle's house. They weren't expecting him, so no one was here to meet him, and he hadn't the slightest idea where they lived. He was rather glad that he hadn't let them know he was coming; he didn't feel like going through the hassle of meeting them right now.
Keith decided to walk around town. If he was going to be here a while, he wanted to know the place, and besides, it was a beautiful day. With all the sunshine he wanted to be outdoors, not stuck inside filling some old aunt in on all the family gossip.
"Hello there, friend!" Patsy caught up with the young man with the knapsack just at the entrance to the park. He looked extremely interesting to her-he was obviously on the move and the kind of person she would enjoy talking to, and since she figured he was probably a stranger in town, she hoped she would be able to help him out and perhaps vice-versa! Within a short time, the two teenagers were talking like old friends. She found that he shared her passion for feeding animals and soon they were both at the pond, laughing and throwing bread crumbs to the hungry ducks.
Patsy loved looking into the boy's light gray eyes, and at the handsomely bulging cock under his pants. He reminded her of someone, but she wasn't quite sure just who. His earnest face was open and honest, and Patsy felt immediately close to him. God, even though the guy she had picked up in the back row of the movie last night had fucked her this morning, she would like his virile young cock fucking her crazy right now!
"Well, you have some time before you go to see your aunt and uncle then," she said, turning her big blue eyes in his direction and letting them sweep wickedly down over his cock and balls.
"Sure," Keith said eagerly. He was free. He could do anything he wanted and he had nothing but time for a hot young pussy like this. His uncle wasn't even expecting him, and he didn't even have to go to see them for days if he didn't feel like it! The auburn-haired girl was the prettiest cunt he'd laid eyes on in the last few years. His experience with girls was fairly limited-just raven-headed Rosita from Santa Maria, and she was such a whore that it was hardly worth the trouble. This auburn-haired girl was sweet looking, though, and they got along so well, it seemed as though he had known her all his life. There seemed nothing devious about her desire to fuck. She had looked at his cock openly and Keith found this refreshing and relaxing to say the very least. He was growing more and more excited by the fact that there were girls around who loved to fuck around! He had never really considered the possibility that there might be a girl as fed up as he was with grown-up hang-ups about sex. Yes, here she was! She was ready to fuck!
"Let's go to my place and get stoned then," Patsy said, and led him to the back of the yard where the guest house was. She turned and looked at him as she fumbled in her pocket for the key to her door. "My parents are gone for a few weeks," she explained as she brought him into the large, sunny, sparsely furnished room, "so I have the whole house to fuck around in as I please! Hell, even if my parents were home, I could do what the hell I wanted 'cause I live out here in the guest house."
Keith sat down on the thick rug and leaned back against a brightly embroidered pillow. "You don't even know me," he smiled. "I could be here just to rip you off."
"Actually," she smiled, "I wouldn't care if anyone took anything; I'd figure that then they needed it more than I do!" The girl's big pearly teeth were so white they made Keith think of those commercials that were always appearing on television. But one thing was right about those commercials. Keith did find her teeth, in addition to her huge young tits, attractive. In fact, everything about Patsy was cock-hardening and to his liking, and now he watched her soft pink lips as she spoke to him. They were full and free of lipstick, with a pleasant color of their own. Patsy turned from him and started rummaging in a wooden box that sat on the floor near the wall. There was little else in the one-room guest house but the big canopied bed. Patsy had furnished it with big brightly colored rugs and pillows, and she had hung old movie posters on the walls. Keith laid his head back on the pillows and stretched his feet out on the rug. He felt more at home here than anywhere he'd ever been so far in his life.
Patsy was rolling a thin cigarette of marijuana. He could smell the strong grass from where he was lying, and the thought of smoking it was already getting him high. He knew already that Patsy would have the best quality grass, maybe Columbian or even some Acapulco Gold. And as she passed him the lit joint and he inhaled its dark brown sweet flavor, he knew that it was nothing like the cheap local stuff that they had at school in Santa Maria. All the kids liked to talk about smoking and liked to brag about being high and then fucking, but Keith knew from his first inhalation of young Patsy's grass that none of them had ever been as high as he was going to get or fuck as wildly as he was going to do!
He felt he was melting right down into Patsy's pillow, its bright colors molding to him, and henceforth he would be striped orange and brown and red and green. The blue haze of smoke lifted into the sun streaks, and Keith watched them curl into beautiful patterns. Patsy was moving about the room making little sounds with her skirt swishing up around her panties. The tiny kitchenette seemed to appear from nowhere behind a small Chinese screen, and then she was placing a glass in his hand. It was lemonade, and its cool bittersweet taste filled his throat with flavor buds of taste. He understood the meaning of the expression "It just touches the spot!" with a new clarity. He laughed and told Patsy this, and they both laughed together, the grass making them so giggly that they continued laughing and laughing until abruptly it seemed time to stop.
They were silent for several long moments, and Keith was lost in a world of lewd thoughts about fucking the voluptuous young chick; then he realized that he had said nothing for a very long time. He was just looking at her skirt across from him and he felt embarrassed, not being really used to much pot smoking. It seemed natural to be silent, but he wondered if he was acting strangely to her. He looked down at his glass, embarrassed, then drained it for the smooth energizing courage it seemed to be giving him. Patsy was just sitting, legs spread, across from him on the cushions, passing him the diminishing joint from time to time, and now he started to feel a bit better. With each puff of grass and each sip of the cool yellow lemonade, his fears were slipping further and further away. A strange confidence that he had never before possessed was seeping magically through his blood. He marveled at it. All of his senses were being intensified, and there seemed to be no end to the things he could think or feel!
"It's a lot like acid," Patsy said, "this grass, I mean ... so strong and gets you so hot to fuck!"
"I've never taken acid," Keith replied, his balls suddenly throbbing at the word "fuck" rolling from her sensuous young lips.
"You don't have to ever try it!" she replied. "I have ... and everything I know about what it does to you, I'll show you!"
It was a far out thing to say, Keith realized, and yet he knew exactly what she meant. She was to be his teacher, his guru, and he would learn many hot, sexy secrets from her. He was looking down at the fabric of the rug, thinking these thoughts, when he heard her making tiny little rustling sounds. Before he even looked up he felt a slight jerk from his cock. He raised his head and her bare feet and legs came into view. She was moving slowly, looking down at him, removing her white cotton shirt by lifting it carefully over her copper-haired head. Her long tanned legs were strikingly slender and seemed to accentuate the luscious curve of her whitely rounded hips and billowing tits, and she looked as if she had just stepped from a painting by Caravaggio. There were no lewd or obscene movements on her part as she stood finally completely naked before him, her huge white tits quivering ever so slightly, her finely indented waist tapering down to the voluptuous curve of her hips. Patsy's belly carried a fine line of blonde fuzz down the center, so pale that it would not have been visible but for the bright sun streaking in and catching its golden glints. And this line continued on down her softly pulsing belly to touch the wispy copper triangle of her fuzz-covered cunt. The thin young split of her pussy was fully visible up between her legs.
Keith felt another jerk under his pants, and his cock began to harden at a quickening rate. Patsy turned from him for a second and bent to pick up her thin blouse, skirt, panties and bra. They were so thin she had been almost naked beneath her clothes, he realized. The soft, whitely trembling curves of her ass came into view, tantalizing the horny young boy with a completely unimpeded view of the narrow, fur-lined pussy furrow up between her legs. He watched her with baited breath now as she walked away from him across to the large canopied bed. The smoothly curved cheeks of her ass jiggled ever so slightly with each step she took. There was a lithe suppleness about the beautiful young girl that exuded a sexuality that could not be ignored or denied, and Keith was awed by the fact that she seemed so mature and worldly.
He had never fucked a girl really, he thought, using the girl's four-letter term in his own mind. Only wild kissing and fingerfucking sessions with Rosita in the back of his father's car. Once she had let him put his throbbing cock in her widely stretched pussy, but had pushed him back out and scrambled away when she felt he was going to cum inside of it!
The huge full erection in his pants had risen to almost its entire height now, and the tight restriction of the material of Keith's jeans and underwear hurt as he pushed down, allowing the pulsating thickness of his young inexperienced cock to readjust itself to a slightly more comfortable position. But it only helped for a moment.
She was standing at the bed now, squeezing her naked tits and gazing dreamily across the room at him, and when she spoke, the softness of her voice made a velvety smooth feeling inside his balls below.
"Keith-come on!"
Keith started but otherwise remained motionless for a few seconds. "Keith-hey Keith, are you there?" she called, her voluptuously naked body a lovely, cock-hardening vision before him.
"Y ... yes...." he stammered. "Oh yes...." He was getting to his feet.
"Hurry up, lover!" she said, sitting down on the bed and making the springs creak beneath her weight. She pursed her soft cherry lips at him and sat back slowly on the very edge of the bed, her legs parting slightly to show the thin vertical slit of her pussy lips up between them.
Flushed and excited, Keith started across the room. No thoughts of resisting her lewdly shameless appeal were in his mind, but his own inexperience slowed his steps and made him slightly hesitant. But this self-doubt faded rapidly the closer he got to the beautiful young redhead.
As she pulled him close to her sensually parted lips and he bent down over her still fully dressed, Keith felt a marvelous self-confidence that he had never experienced before. His emotions seemed to be on a see-saw, up one moment and down the next, but right now they were definitely up-up like the huge thickness of his painfully jerking cock. The taste of her lips was as sweet as the inner flesh of some berry, and she smelled like jasmine on a summer's night. He felt himself grow dizzy as the deep hungry kiss continued, and he felt Patsy's arms clinging around his neck, pulling him down onto the bed beside her. Her sun-bronzed body squirmed against him, and he seemed to feel her naked young tits burn right through his shirt.
"Let's get you naked too," she said softly when at last the kiss was over. Keith felt as though she had imparted to him secret knowledge of herself in that one kiss, knowledge that would help him in fucking her in the next few moments. The heat in his balls was rising rapidly as he struggled out of his clothing. Looking down as he finally removed the last of his clothing, he saw the thin, fuzz-rimmed lips of Patsy's juicy pussy clearly visible between her slightly parted legs. A pleased smile crossed his face and he turned to her, stretching his naked body out beside her on the bed. Her hugely billowing tits stared up at him wetly as though they had been oiled, and her ripe ruby nipples glistened with their dark pink, bud-like tips throbbing slightly as she ran her own fingers slowly across them. Keith had never seen anything so erotic as the way the twin nipples responded to the auburn-haired teenager's lewd touches. They perked up and grew hard and stiffened, and he longed to touch, lick and suck them himself.
"You've got beautiful titties!" he muttered, staring down at her nakedness, and he could see that Patsy's blue eyes were dilated a little from excitement and intoxication by the potent grass they had both smoked, and it was all he could do to keep from throwing himself upon her and fucking his hugely throbbing cock into her hot fur-lined pussy flesh that very moment. But he held himself back. He knew that she wanted more from him than that, that she knew what fucking was all about, and that the reward would be well worth waiting for!
"You've got a beautiful cock too!" she replied, smiling up at him. She lay quietly on her back, her arms behind her head, confident of her beauty and her power over this young boy. "You're something special!" she decided suddenly. "Have you fucked many girls at school?" she asked, her voice husky and low. The question did not seem an intrusion, and Keith did not hesitate to answer.
"Not enough ... not nearly enough," he replied, gazing at every inch of Patsy's body, his eyes lingering first on her splendidly hard nipples and her huge tits, roaming down along the gently heaving rib cage to the slender indentation of her waist. She was tan all over, but for the alabaster white bikini markings on her huge tits and the sparkling gold of her copper-furred cunt ... that mysterious vee that drew him like a magnet. The contrast was startling, and the sight of the voluptuous teenager spread naked on the bed filled him with even more lust. He leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips as though he had done this kind of thing all of his life. She pushed him away for a moment, her naked young tits bobbing.
"Here," she said, as she reached down beside the bed on her side, "let's light up again!" Keith heard the sound of a match striking, and then they were inhaling the heady grass smoke once more. He had never looked forward to anything the way he did the changes the marijuana produced in his consciousness. They puffed in silence and then Keith had an idea. Patsy was placing the tiny remains of the joint they'd been smoking in a small ashtray beside the bed, and when she rolled toward him again, he leaned over her and pressed his mouth tightly down against hers. The mouthful of pungent smoke he had retained filled her mouth, and eventually her lungs as well; she was surprised at first and then delighted, and she deeply inhaled the dizzying weed.
Patsy reached up and curled her arms around and pulled him down on top of her. One of his legs slipped tightly between her spread thighs. She felt light as a feather beneath him, surprisingly supple and soft as though she were a cloud that he would fall right through. But her body was glued to his as though it belonged there. Easily, she rubbed the full smoothness of her thigh up against his heavily throbbing cock as he began to grind his lips harshly into hers, bringing his thickly pulsating cock to what seemed an intolerable hardness.
He could feel the wetness of his cum-juice seeping from the hardening cock-tip, wetting the soft mound of her almost hairless pussy and the underpart of her belly. Patsy continued to massage him, using her entire body with a practiced motion that made him think that he would cum right then and there. He could already feel the pressure building deep in his painfully swollen balls down below! He thrust his tongue deeply into the young girl's waiting mouth, and she sucked gently on it, nibbling with tiny sharp nips of her pearl-white teeth that sent chills running the length of his spine.
He pulled his head away to escape the increasingly teasing sensation and placed his cheek against her hair. The sunshine coming through the window across the room was not so strong now, but there was still the bright clarity of daylight. How long his cock had throbbed against the beautiful teenager's naked belly and pussy, Keith had no idea, nor did he care. Time had no meaning, and the universe centered around his cock and the bed upon which he lay, gently intertwined with the first real fuck he would ever have. He was momentarily distracted by the shadow of someone passing the window, which was open just the slightest bit from the top. He had forgotten that other people existed in the world, and it occurred to him that anyone who happened to wander into her back yard could press his face to the windowpane and look in to see them there on the bed.
Keith hoped that someone would. It turned him on to think about someone else watching him fuck the crap out of this voluptuous, big-titted young girl.
Patsy stirred next to him. He realized suddenly that she was quivering softly beneath him and that her thighs were moving once more against his heavily throbbing cock.
"You do want to fuck my hot little pussy, don't you, Keith?" she inquired, breathing deeply into his ear.
"Oh man, do I!" he answered. The lewd words coming from her mouth did not seem in the least obscene. They seemed accurate and meaningful to him, and he was about to tell her so when she continued, "Then tell me...."
"Oh Patsy, I want to fuck your hot little pussy crazy!" he cried, getting more and more excited.
"How, darling ... how, my sweet darling lover?" she asked, groaning beneath him.
"Deep!" the teenager cried. "Hard! I want to fuck it like no one ever fucked it before! I want to cream in it like you're making me piss!"
"Oh God!" she cried. "Then fuck it ... do it before I die!"
Her hand fell to his huge heavily throbbing cock as she said these words and as she clasped it in her hand, she stared into his lust-tormented eyes. "I like the feel of it!" she told him. "I know just how it is going to feel inside my cunt! Oh God, I want you ... I want to feel it fucking and spitting cum deep up inside my pussy."
Keith gasped as the coolness of her fingers closed around his thickly throbbing cock. He pressed his head forward and kissed her wetly on the lips, at the same time moving one hand down to her soft asscheeks. He cupped them and squeezed the beautiful full orbs he had only looked at before. Her body was warm and soft against him as she raised her face to his, locking her mouth tightly to him. The odor of the jasmine oil she was wearing was maddening in his brain as her lips gave way to the harsher pressure of his teeth. She was allowing him to possess her, and the yielding softness of her naked body sent tiny chills darting over the full length of his naked skin. He groaned as the young auburn-haired stranger crushed the full length of her hungering body against his and ground her hot pussy into him before suddenly twisting her body and pulling him up and over her in a surprisingly strong motion. Her nakedly quivering legs opened wide to take him between them, her tight young pussy lips, slippery and glistening now with her cunt juices, snapping open wide to his painfully waiting young cock. Jesus Christ, he just might never continue on to his aunt and uncle's house ... this chick was just too fucking much!!!