Chapter 1
"Good pussy, good pussy," Jed Oakes panted as his cock slid with powerful, urgent strokes into the hot, moist hole between Billie Lee Bailey's long smooth legs.
"Hold me, hold me tight!" came the throaty whisper in reply as the giant proportions of his swollen, meaty penis jacked inside her.
Shades were half-drawn over the windows of the trailer bedroom. One light burned low, casting its soft glow over the tangled bodies, illuminating trembling muscles, jerking legs and the contrast of a woman's tender curves with the hard rippling muscles of the man on top of her.
"Go baby, hammer me, hammer it into me, give it to me!" the urgency of the whisper followed a low gurgling murmur that broke through her constricted throat as a hard, purple headed dick rammed hard into her again.
Billie Lee Bailey was holding onto the jerking, moving body that had her pinned to the bed. The curves of her natural blonde hair tangled into golden knots as she tossed her head from side to side with the urgent jerkings of young passion. She was just over the legal limit, no longer San Quentin Quail, but hot available pussy. Not that it would have mattered; she had been fucking since a big mountain boy had caught her picking blackberries when she was fifteen.
"Looks like you got a right smart passel of berries there," he had drawled, the summer sun beating down on his bare back and chest.
"You scared me," she complained as she knelt to pick up the berries that had fallen from her pail when she had jerked upright at the sound of his voice.
"I'll help you get 'em up," he offered, kneeling down beside her in the soft grass.
"You come to get berries, too?" she asked, making up for her scolding tone as she sneaked a look sideways. He was older than she was, sixteen or over she figured, with the rangy, tightly-muscled body of a hard working boy who was used to plowing and chopping wood. The sun had browned his body, and now was covering it with streams of sweat, adding a glow and glisten to it like polish to leather.
"Naw, I was just out looking around," he replied as he looked directly at her. Although only fifteen, she was fully developed, her breasts pushing tightly against the worn material of the old shift she was wearing. Her hair, already a natural blonde, was burned almost white by the same sun that had tanned him. That silver hair of hers framed the light blue eyes which she knew how to use for flirting.
"You can help me pick, if you ain't got nothing better to do," she offered, aware of his nearness and the savory smell of clean young sweat coming for his arm pits.
"I'll help you awhile," he shrugged, pretending unconcern.
They worked in silence until finally her bucket was full. With a careless gesture, he wiped the sweat off his chest and went to sit in the shade of a young plum tree.
"Right hot today," she commented, dropping down beside him in the leafy shade.
"Yep," he replied, making room for her next to him, and then falling back propping himself on one elbow and look at her.
Pretending she didn't notice his inspection, she brushed the hair off her neck, letting the breeze dry her skin.
"You gonna give me a kiss for the way I helped you out?" he asked, his voice rought and low.
"I could have got enough by myself," she shrugged before going on, "but I guess you can kiss me if you want to."
He had grabbed her roughly, awkwardly, stifling any complaints she may have made with his strength. He kept his mouth on hers while his weight bore her down to the grassy softness beneath them. She only got scared when he rolled over on top of her, but her pushing hands made no effect on his. Powerless, she lay there as he ground tighter and tighter into her until she could feel every inch of his long, hard dick pressing through the tightness of his levis.
"Uh, uh!" she denied him as their lips finally parted.
"Shut up!" was his reply as he tugged her dress up over legs till her tight, juicy little pussy was bare. She wore no underpants, and even if she had he would have ripped them off. Neither of them had known what they were doing, but he had watched bulls dicking cows often enough to know where to go for her hot little hole.
Remembering the long red plunging cocks of the bulls mounting heifers in heat, he pulled his pants far enough down to free his cock. It was an eight-incher, use to repeated jacking-off, and now ready for the tender young cunt exposed under it. Swiftly he directed it to the parted slit of her cunt and dropped his weight onto her, forcing it in deeper than anything had ever been before.
She felt her cunt stretch to take his thickness and then fought against him wildly as the pain started, the pain of his mighty shoving against her cherry. She wanted him in her, but his thickness and length frightened her as the pain of her cherry being broken pushed her into panic.
He paid no attention, but kept thinking about bulls fucking heifers as he felt the softness of her cunt take his cock and fasten around it. Shoving his weight down harder he felt the final barrier break and slid deep, deep, deeper into her, his whole cock slipping into the hot volcano of her before untouched pussy.
He shot off immediately, but his dick stayed hard and he kept it in her, moving his hips back and forth slowly, loving the tightness of her cunt walls trapping him.
The panic she had felt at first was over now, gone with the pain of her lost virginity. It had all happened so quickly, like a tooth being pulled, that she was surprised when it was over and there was nothing left but relief. His moving cock stirred her to heat.
"Don't he so hard down on me," she whispered, suffocating under his weight.
"That better?" he grunted, rolling over on his side, pulling her with him so they were still locked together.
"Fine," she whispered, snuggling closer to him, loving the feel of his arms holding her tight. Wanting him now, with the demanding urgency of first aroused sex, she put her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth down to hers. Her wanting him enough to pull him down surprised him. He hadn't stopped to think about her going into heat like an animal. Her demanding pull and willing legs wrapped around him brought him up to a peak of hardness again.
With his dick still embedded in her, probing around in the hot, slippery darkness, he could do nothing more than force her over on her back and mount her again. She rolled easy this time and waited for his hip-thrusting to begin, her cunt walls squeezing down on the leathery thickness rammed up in her.
"You like that, don't you?" his husky whisper brought goose bumps to her flesh.
"Yes, oh yes, I do, I do like it," she assured him as her legs wrapped around his waist, exposing her pussy to his hard frantic thrusts.
"That there's good dick you getting," he assured her again as he slid his meaty organ in and out like a freight train going through a tunnel.
Fascinated by his own words, he separated enough from her to watch as his red, powerful throbbing cock knifed inside her again and again.
"Hold me, hold me tight!" she began as she felt her approaching climax. Unable to say more, she just held on as panting moans burst from her throat and her hips swung up to meet the onslaughts of his jerking cock. It was more than she could bear, the tension, the surging, the need, the climax that hit her like a sledge hammer and she screamed low and long before she passed out from the pleasure of his cock.
She had never enjoyed anything that good before and she had enjoyed it just as much ever since, age limit never meaning a damn thing to her. It hadn't really meant so much to Jed Oakes either, but he had been glad when she turned eighteen, glad enough to give her a lacy, see-through negligee as a present. Jed liked his pussy whenever he could get it, but he especially enjoyed Billie Lee and took any trucking job that came his way if it took him past the diner she owned.
Jed Oakes was twenty-five and even at that young age, one of the best drivers in the state. His Pa and his uncle were both drivers and they had taught him to drive when he was old enough to see over the steering wheel. They taught him other things, too, as soon as his boy-cock was developed enough to do its stuff. He had been fifteen and big for his age, riding sandwiched between the two men as they spelled each other on a long stock haul to Galveston. The Texas summer sun was hot and he had been riding in his shorts for comfort, dozing a little as the men talked away to each other, to keep awake and break the monotony. He was vaguely aware that they were talking about him when he heard his uncle saying, "Look a-here at this boy, Gem. How old is he getting to be?"
"Must be older than I figured, Jake. I reckoned he was only 15 but that looks a lot older to me. If he's as big as that now, I reckon he's gonna beat both you and me when he's full grown."
"Well, I'm gonna have a look at it, nephew or no nephew; any boy that big at his age is a prize winner," his uncle had replied and then Jed felt a heavycalloused hand coming down on the hard, straight line cutting through the cloth of his shorts. His reflexes had been quick, even then, and his legs flew apart, making it easy for the good stroking feeling to wash over him.
"Son-of-a-bitch! Did you see that? He's ready for it all right, hot as a ten-cent firecracker on the Fourth of July," his uncle had muttered over the roar of the motor.
As he started to pull down the boy's shorts, Jed came fully awake and clutched at them, shy at being caught naked in front of his elders.
"Hold still, boy, I ain't gonna hurt you," his uncle boomed out.
Jed had rubbed the sleep from his eyes with one hand while he kept the other holding his pants on, fighting away his uncle's hand.
"Listen to your Uncle Jake, boy. He don't mean no harm," his Pa's voice commanded him.
He had obeyed then, closing his eyes again and slipping back against the seat as his shorts were pulled down his legs.
"Well, I'll be a son-of-a-bitch," his uncle said again. "Look at the peter on that boy, Clem. 'Most big enough to do a job with, I reckon."
"Looks to me he's getting a little hair, too," drawled his Pa. "How's his balls a-coming?" The question was as unconcerned as if he had been discussing a piece of livestock.
Jed spread his legs wider again as his uncle's hand gently fondled around for the drooping sack beneath his rigid cock.
"Yep, got a pair of good uns," came the satisfied reply as he cupped the boy's newly emerged balls in his calloused palm.
"You reckon he can do it?" his Pa's voice sent a shiver through him as he half-wondered, half-wanted to do it, whatever it was.
"One way to find out," was the answer before silence fell between the. two men.
All Jed could hear was the roar of the motor and his own beating heart. His legs were still spread and he waited, wanting the touching hands to come to hjs cock again. He felt the warm slipperiness of spit sliding over the tender head of his young cock and then the big man had him captured, holding him, squeezing him, rubbing him around and around.
He kept his eyes closed, but his hips surged and arched straight up, seeking the tightness of the hand that was grinding away at his cock. He hadn't known what it was as his come surged up for the first time. All he knew was that it felt good, felt better than anything he had ever felt before and he wanted to go on and on and on. His uncle had felt the throbbing of his cock and squeezed harder, leaving the hole in his head of his cock free as he spumed his seed in spurts and jets out of his balls, across his belly and chest, with the heat of it matching the summer Texas sun.
"Goddamn if he ain't ready. We gonna have to buy this young'un a woman tonight, Clem."
Jed could tell the pride in his uncle's voice and knew that whatever it was he had done, it was O.K. Opening his eyes, he sat up and reached down to pull his shorts back up.
"You O.K., boy? You ain't scared are you?" his father asked him gently.
"No, Pa. I ain't scared. It felt too good to get scared," he replied thoughtfully.
Both men had laughed at that, their roars echoing through the cab of the truck as they slapped their legs and each other's back. Jed decided it was a happy sound, not a mock one and joined in with them. All of a sudden he felt closer to them both than he ever had.
"Jed, you a man now, or near to being one. What your Uncle Jake just did to you warn't bad, but there's things that feel better, heaps better. Fucking is what I'm talking about boy. You know what fucking is, don't you?" his father had asked.
Jed had just nodded his head and waited for his father to go on.
"Well, that's what men do, and I reckon you're gonna make a right fine man. Least ways I'm gonna do my best to show you what it's like. You can do what you like after that. Tonight, we're gonna get your first fucking. Now, don't you go getting scared, it's good. Lots better than using your hand. You're gonna like it, I promise you. You believe me, don't you?"
"Yeah, Pa. I believe you. Just tell me how to do it. I ain't never fucked before." Jed's reply had been too serious to permit either man to laugh at it. He felt his father get a little uncomfortable as he sat without asking his question.
"Wait 'til tonight," he had finally said. "Tonight we'll show you how. That's the best way."
They had rode in silence after that, Jed dozing off again with the easy floating of his first post-sex sleep. When he woke, the heat of the day had been tempered by dusk and they were approaching city lights.
They stopped at a truck-stop motel and after seeing to the cattle they were hauling, washed themselves clean in the bathroom separating their rooms. Jed had taken special care to slick back his hair and put on a clean pair of pants before they went out for dinner. He ate 'til his belly was full, but still felt unsatisfied as he kept thinking about his first fucking.
"You get enough, boy?" his Pa had asked, watching him carefully.
"I guess so. I can't get full, though, Pa," he had replied.
"What you're hungry after ain't food, boy. It's pussy," his uncle told him. "Come down to that, I guess I want a Utile pussy myself. Me and your daddy gonna go out and find a nice piece of tail, bring it back, and we'll cut a little piece. That sound O.K. to you?"
"I got to wait here for you?" Jed had asked, disappointed.
"Yes, you're most too young to go out where pussy roves around. Don't you worry, though, we won't be long. You just go on back to the room and wait for us. Mind you now, keep your hands off your peter or, when it's pussy-time, you might not be able to cut it You hear me?" his uncle warned.
"Yes sir, I won't mess with it," Jed promised as he left them.
The men weren't gone long, maybe an hour or two, but when you're alone in a motel room, time goes slowly. Jed read comics and swatted bugs that flew around the light outside the door before he finally got tired and slipped off his clothes and went to bed. The murmur of voices woke him from his light sleep and he slipped out of bed, following the faint beam of fight that came from the parted bathroom door. As he came nearer, the voices became louder and he heard music from the radio. Laughter cut into the stillness and all of a sudden, Jed felt shy as he approached an adult world he had never been in before. As he stood there, undecided as to whether or not to go on, his pa's words came back to him.
"You ain't scared, are you?" It's good, lots better than using your hand. You'll like it."
It was enough to make him go ahead and open the door that closed him off from his first fuck. The light from the opening door, rather than any sound, caused the three in the other room to become quiet. Jed stood framed in the doorway, looking in.
His father and uncle were shirtless, their big, hairy chests bulging out of their tightly buckled pants. The room was full of cigarette smoke, and sitting on the edge of the bed, with a drink in her hand, was a woman. She sat there clad in a slip, her curves almost visible through the thin material. Jed decided she was younger and prettier than his mother, and then angrily put that thought out of his mind. There was no comparison, only the fact they were both woman, and that didn't master. This was a piece of pussy and, all of a sudden, he wanted it.
"Come on in here, Jed," his uncle had called out, not being as shy as Jed's father. "Naureen, this here is my nephew, Jed. He's got the biggest cock of any fifteen-year-old in Texas!" Jake proudly announced. "You're gonna get his cherry, how you like that?" he asked her with a grin, and wiped a dribble of beer off his chest.
"I never been fucked by anybody under nineteen," the woman said pleasantly. "Come in here, sonny, I heard a lot about you tonight, and I reckon it time we got to know each other." She patted the side of the bed where she was sitting.
Jed crossed over to her, wishing he was bigger, feeling small next to his uncle and father. Sitting down next to her on the bed he forgot everything but the nearness of her body and the sweet warm smell that came from her half-naked breasts.
"You really and truly only fifteen?" she asked quietly.
"Sixteen in March, m'am," he replied truthfully.
"You sure a mighty fine looking boy, do you know that?"
"You mighty fine looking, too," he drawled, his eyes fastened on the cleavage that accented the size of her soft globe-like titties.
"And a smooth talker, too!" she whispered, her eyes looking into his, holding him in their stare. "Can I feel between your legs?" she asked, forgetting the other men in the room.
"If you'll let me feel between yours!" he replied.
The roars of laughter from his uncle and father annoyed her more than it did him.
"Shut up, both you dumb fuckers. You want to mess it up?" she yelled at them before turning again all soft and easy with him. "Why don't you start off with my titties? I'd be right glad to have you feeling them."
Their hands reached for each other at the same time and as Jed kneaded the soft fullness of her breasts through the cloth of her slip she stroked the hard outline of his cock. There was a silence in the room and they forgot everything but themselves.
"Honey, I reckon you gonna be a damn fine man someday. Hell, you're a damn fine man now!" Her soft hand slipped under the waistband of his shorts to grasp his throbbing young cock.
"I'd sure like to fuck you, Ma'm," he said politely.
Again the roar of laughter from the two men in the room was silenced by her. "Both you clods, get out of here. Go on in the next room and wait there until I say you can come back," she demanded.
"Oh, come on, Naureen. I'd kinda hoped to watch my nephew lose his cherry," Jake complained.
"I reckon she's right," Jed's father had drawled into the silence that followed. "We got no business watching him same as he's got no business watching us. A man's fucking is a mighty private thing." He had gotten up, patted Jed on the back and led the way out of the room.
The clicking of the door closing had been signal enough for Jed to slip the short down his legs and off his body. He stood there proud of the slim rod of hard cock that soared out in front of him, rubbing it while he looked at her.
"Don't rub it too much, honey, wait for a minute then ni take care of it for you," the woman whispered. Then she motioned him towards the bed as she stood and began stripping.
Jed lay there, on top of the covers, arms behind his head, cock hard and hot as new steel, watching her undress. He watched with interest as her panties came off. He had never seen a woman naked there before. When she had finished, she came to bed slowly, turning on her side to face him.
"Slide over here and put your arms around me," she whispered.
The softness and smoothness of her body caused Jed's cock to throb with more life than it had when his uncle was jerking him off that afternoon. Rubbing her breasts, he pulled himself in closer to her until they were face to face, eyes staring into eyes.
"You ever kissed a girl before?" she asked.
"Just on the cheek sort of."
"You want to give me a little kiss on the mouth, just to show me how you like me, Jed?" She pleaded so nicely that Jed felt a surge of power move over him.
He hadn't replied, but guided his lips onto hers and then matched her movements so that within a few tries he was as expert as she was. His mouth pressed hard on hers, demanding as their bodies rubbed into one another.
She had slowly rolled over onto her back and he had followed so that he was lying stretched out on top of her, their lips still locked together. The weight of his youth was easy on her and she pulled him closer, loving the hard outline of his cherry cock as his hips made little probing hunches against her.
Jed rolled around on the hot mounds of her body, crushing the softness of her titties under him as his lips ate hungrily into hers. He had no idea what he was doing, but as she led him he knew he couldn't stop, wouldn't stop until the final surge of boy juice shot out of his cock.
"You liking this, honey?" she had asked softly when he tore his mouth from hers for air.
"Yes, m'am, I reckon fucking is mighty fine, if that is what it is," he panted into her ear.
"We not fucking, yet, baby. But we soon going to be, you just keep on doing like you was and let me show you," she breathed back with a small smile of satisfaction and hunger crossing her lips.
The smile drove Jed on more than the words, the feeling that he had to take her, had to show her what he could do, make her his, own her, fuck her. With all the wiry strength of his young arms, he gripped her as his tense searching cock plunged again and again into the softness of her belly.
She moaned and grabbed him back, holding him gently but tightly to her. Her hips moving under him reminded him of his pony when it was frisky on a cool Fall morning. Remembering that he was having cunt for the first time, she gently pushed him down her long body showing him the way. Jed allowed her to do as she wished because he was aware of being taught. He did miss her hot full lips, though, and his mouth found a substitute in her fat tits.
Their bodies slid easily across one another, his smooth boy flesh softer than her lush woman's body. When he was down far on her, he sucked and teased her breasts. He found them as good to play with as her lips had been and the thrill of feeling her nipples grow hard within his mouth almost made him shoot his load before they had even begun to fuck.
"Take it easy, tiger," she warned, pulling his hips so close into her body that he couldn't dry-fuck her anymore. "Just lie there for a few minutes 'til you're calm again and then we'll go for broke!"
"Can I suck your titties while we're lying here?" Jed pleaded, the frustration of bottled up come causing his balls to ache.
"I wish you would. It feels mighty fine to me, baby," she had sighed and pulled his head down onto her swollen breasts again.
He felt his breathing slow as she kept her hands tight on his hips so he couldn't hunch into her again. With that pleasure taken from him he concentrated on the mouthful of tit he had greedily chewed into. The tight nipple topping the warm soft mound became hard. She let him play until one nipple became too sensitive from his chewing and then shifted his head to the other one.
Feeling the power build in him again, but holding it back until she asked for it, begged for it, Jed kept his hard cock pressed against her belly while he slid his tongue again and again over her plum-like nipples. Finally she moaned and moved beneath him and he knew it was time for fucking. His hips came into play again and this time she didn't try to stop their frantic plunging. Instead she slipped a hand between them and directed his tight boy-peter down lower. Jed liked her touching him, but felt that her hand was in the way and impatiently pushed it aside. At the same time he pulled at her hand, she drew it back and he shot his hips downwards.
He couldn't believe the heat, the softness, the caressing that his peter plunged into. It was like having a million hands rubbing his cock while he swam in a hot tub. His cock plunged downwards into the comfort, deeper and deeper as he tried to shove his entire body into her pussy.
"Good pussy, good pussy," he had moaned as his hips arched into a downward trajectory that carried with it his body, his dick, his balls, and his come. He clutched her as he surged through her, his plentiful young seed juicing up her cunt more than it ever had been before.
"Jesus, whatta load!" she had breathed when they both had finally stopped hunching and settled down to resting, him again on top of her.
"What's a load?" Jed had asked her.
She explained that and a lot of other things to him that night. He fucked her twice more before drifting off to sleep and only vaguely remembered her slipping from him and going to the next room where his Pa and uncle waited for their turns.
Neither Billie Lee nor Jed were thinking about their first fucking now, not when they had each other to think about and to fuck with. He was moving into high gear on top of her, his trucking instinct telling him when he could roll down the wide-open highway towards pussy with no thought for speed limits.
As his heavy thrusts took his purple, swollen cock far into her again and again, Billie Lee let her body go, let it take what it wanted, fucking, fucking, dick thrusting fucking. Her nails clawed into Jed's back and she gnashed her teeth together over and over again in a vain search for his flesh between them.
The rippling muscle of his belly carried his weight soaring high off her twisting, begging belly as it sucked in and knotted over the dick caught up inside her. Her tits were scratching their way across the hair on his heavily muscled chest as their upper bodies met and stuck together with the force of her arms holding them.
Jed's panting was heavier now, faster, deeper, his body working like a champ, demanding more and more air and blood and pussy. As he jerked his hips frantically in the last movements of stabbing his thick, powerful tool into her hot, tight cunt, he felt his come bursting out of his balls and flooding down the passageway of his cock.
"Gonna, gonna, gonna come, come, come" he warned her, unable to stop it, using his hips as a pump, forcing it down faster, faster, faster until it burst forth in white thick spurts splashing up in her, working its way so far up she could almost feel it coming out her mouth.
"Fuck, Jed, fuck, fuck, fuck," she demanded even as she felt him coming. Her climax was slow this time, a little behind his. Jed heard her demanding beneath him and kept his cock in action, its hardness never failing him or her.
"Now, oh, oh, oh, now, oh, oh!" she yelped out as her cunt contracted and trapped him on the down stroke up in her.
His dick struggled free of the cunt hold and slipped down into her hole again, its hardness bringing the final spasm of climax before she passed out with the wonderful pleasure of it all.