Chapter 5
"I'm beginning to feel as wrinkly as a prune," said Janet, shaking the water from her hair. Ron looked up and gasped at the lovely sight. Her hair was spun gold to begin with, but with the water highlighting its beauty, it was breathtaking. Her being so delightfully naked added worlds to the sight, too.
The golden flow of her hair cascaded down and between her firm, ripe breasts. Her tits were capped with cherry-red nipples, still taut from the excitement of the fucking. Her trim waist flared out and glided nicely into the ample hips she sported. He could see the golden triangle of her pussy mound pointing directly between her thighs. The pink pussy lips pouted prettily and made him sorry he didn't have a hard-on to thrust all the way between them.
Janet knew he was looking at her hungrily. She felt a need inside her to fuck him all night long, as hard and fast as she could. The woman knew she had missed a lot of opportunities in high school. This reunion was a godsend to her. She could make up for all the time and lost chances.
Like Ron.
She marveled at how hesitant he was with her at times. Other times he seemed a real stud. But she couldn't complain. The feel of that cock pounding hard into her pussy lit her up and made her come totally alive. She would put up with any sort of weirdness to get that pussy-pleasing prick in her again.
She started to say something when another voice cut her off. "Okay, you two. Out of the pool You're both under arrest for skinny-dipping."
She felt a cold hand seize her and then release as a softer, more feminine voice chimed in, "Yeah, that's in violation of good old Eight Miles High School's Rule number 23, no fucking on campus."
Janet turned and saw two people, clad only in skimpy towels, standing near one of the entrances to the pool room. For a moment, she didn't recognize the man. She had seen so few without their clothes on during high school. Then she blurted out, "Bert!"
"In the flesh," the high-school football player said, bowing deeply from the waist and allowing his towel to fall away. It revealed a raging hard-on.
And Janet knew the reason why. It wasn't her. It was the delightfully naked woman next to Bert. Cheryl had been one of the cheerleaders. Maybe the head cheerleader; Janet wasn't sure. She had envied Cheryl all through school for the boys trotting around after her, stepping on their tongues as they tried to get her to jump into the sack with them. Janet wasn't sure that Cheryl had ever taken a single one up on the offer.
She had always classed her as a lovely prick-teaser.
Obviously, she had found better uses for a prick, if Bert's boner was any indication.
"Caught!" cried Ron. "Take us away! Or better yet, join us. The pool still has a little room."
"But if your cock keeps swelling like that," said Cheryl, won't it displace all the water? Archimedes' principle or something. I never was much good at physics."
"What were you good in?" asked Ron.
"Sex education," said Cheryl, her eyes dancing as she tossed away her towel and pirouetted on the edge of the pool. "I was very good at that subject."
"Damn," said Ron. "I missed that class. Why don't you show me what all you learned so I won't fail the makeup exam!"
Cheryl brushed back her brown hair, smiled, poised for a moment on the edge of the pool and dived in, cutting cleanly through the water. She stroked briskly and surfaced, tossing her head to clear the water from her eyes.
Her outstretched arms were a wanton invitation to Ron. Looking down into the water, Janet could seethe man's cock slowly jerking erect again. It hadn't taken him any time at all to get his hard-on back. For a second she envied Cheryl, then turned to Bert.
"Looks like we're left out in the cold."
"It doesn't have to be cold, if you know what I mean."
"Show me."
His hands slipped across her wet skin and caught up the hard little points of her nipples. She was soon gasping as he massaged her tits and rolled the nipples in tiny circles. The woman hadn't thought of the football jock as being much of a lover. Her image of him was the brusque, rude, not-quite-animal-but-still-far-from-human machine out on the football field.
She changed her mind rapidly. She moaned softly and leaned against his hard shoulder. He was ten years older but none of the muscle tone had left. He was as strong now as when he'd played ball.
She had thought she was getting a raw deal when Ron and Cheryl had started their amorous activities in the water, but now Janet knew this might be for the best. She had always gone to the football games and wondered what all those studs would be like. She had never dated a single one of them while she was in high school. They belonged to a totally different social circle.
Now she was equal -more than equal in just about all ways. She was probably more successful than Bert, probably made more money, had more powerful business connections, and she wondered if she might not be able to fuck better.
Janet was going to find out.
"I don't even remember you from high school," the huge man said. His fingers manipulated her nipples in such a way that she could hardly answer. The passions rising in her body weren't to be denied. She sighed and pressed just a little closer to the mountain of muscle beside her.
"I was around," she finally said. "But I'm sorry I never was around you!"
She looked down significantly at the man's erection. That pillar of manhood stood proudly at attention, jiggling slightly every time his heart. beat. Her hands couldn't stay still. They moved across his broad back and his firmly muscled belly. And she drifted lower until she could wrap her fingers around his massive cock. The cylinder of man-meat felt even larger than it looked.
When she got this mighty bludgeon of cock inside her, fucking her, pleasuring her, it would be better than all the fucking Ron had given her. She knew it.
"Let's go into the water," Bert said, trying to guide her in with pressure on her tits. She pressed down hard on his cock to keep him exactly where he was.
"No, I feel like a prune. I'm all wrinkled from being in the water too long now. Can't you think of something we can do out of the water that might be as much fun?" Her hand began to stroke slowly up and down the ponderous length of his cock.
Her hand on his prick made the ex-football player smile. "I got some ideas." And then his mouth crushed hers and carried her flat onto her back. She allowed his weight to come down directly on her boobs. The feeling of having them mashed flat under his broad, strong chest made her heart beat just a little bit harder.
She felt her crushed tits filling with excited blood. Every time her heart beat, more and more of her life-giving fluid hammered into them. By the time her nipples were hard and taut and erect, she was willing to fuck Bert anywhere. As long as it was right now!
His tongue gently circled her closed lips, teasing them, promising much more. As she parted her lips slightly, his tongue hammered hard into her mouth. In the dank oral cavern, he sought out her tongue and dueled delightfully with it. Their pink oral organs turned and twisted and rolled around each other until both were panting heavily with lust.
"Enough of this," she moaned, breaking free of the oral embrace. "I want this in me, fucking me!"
She tugged significantly at his cock. The hard organ of lust felt as if it had grown another inch while they were kissing. She was beginning to wonder if she would be able to get that huge cock into her twat. After all, she was only human and her pussy was only so big. This cock was a monster.
Bert started kissing down the line of her jaw and went back to her ear. She almost went berserk as his tongue found the hollow behind her ear and licked passionately at it. The skin here was so sensitive she could almost come whenever a man touched her with his tongue. Bert's tongue flew like a bird, fluttering here, blowing across a silken plain to land there, pressing hard in other places. When he came to the rim of her ear, she writhed in total arousal.
"Fuck me now! I can't take more of this without feeling your cock in me, fucking me hard! Ohhhhhh!"
His hands held her firmly in the position he wanted. She couldn't escape him even if she wanted. He maneuvered her around just as if she were some recalcitrant blocker he wanted out of his way. His tongue firmly lodged in the hollow of the woman's ear, then began fucking it. She went crazy. The sensations in her ear made her think this cock-hard tongue was trying to drive all the way through her head.
"No, no, my twat!" she cried. "I want this up my cunt! Fuck me before I go out of my head!"
He didn't answer. His hands slipped down the smooth length of her body and turned her onto her side, facing away from him. He snuggled up close behind and fitted his body to hers, like spoons in a drawer. She rammed her ass backwards the instant she felt the fleshy, hot rod of his prick pressing between her legs.
She wanted as much of that wondrously huge prick inside her now flowing pussy as she could get. The woman lifted her leg and draped one back over both of the man's. This widely exposed her snatch and allowed the man to drive his prick firmly into her damp gash.
The first thrust of his cock missed her cunt hole. His prick went slithering along the slippery slit and poked out ludicrously under her pussy mound. Looking down between her tits, Janet thought for a moment she had grown a prick. She was able to see it sprouting in exactly the place where it should be.
She reached down and stroked along the underside to encourage the man to try again. Reaching between her legs, she firmly gripped the cock and pushed it backwards toward the mouth on her seething pit of passion. Her leg tightened as she felt Bert moving backwards. She wanted him to fuck her, not leave her.
"Don't worry, pet," he told her. "I'm not going any place but where we both want!"
He was only repositioning himself. She felt his prick sliding back and forth between her cunt lips, soaking up the juices flowing from her innards, getting ready for the plunge that would take him all the way up into her cunt.
"Fuck meeeeeee!" she moaned piteously. The fires of lust in her tender body had blazed brightly now. She wanted him inside her, stoking those fires until she could no longer stand them. The feeling of hot and hard cock was all that mattered to her now. The sexual tensions were pulling at her belly, making her feel more and more tense. Only a good, hard fucking would help her now.
His cock shot in again. This time it squarely hit her pussy. She shuddered as the big purple knob of his glans parted her cunt lips and plunged in about an inch. She shuddered and wiggled her ass against his hairy thighs. They fit together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. She marveled at this and how hot his prick seemed only an inch up her needy cunt.
"More! Give me more of that sweet, fucking cock!"
"Okay, pet, here it comes I"
She almost passed out. She had always thought the fainting heroines in the gushy historical romances she read were carrying that act a bit far. Now she knew. When enough cock was rammed hard enough into a pussy, something had to give.
It was her tender cunt walls. They stretched and strained to expand enough to take the huge circumference of his cock. And long! She thought he was never going to stop entering her tight, hot pussy. The woman knew he was going to rip her apart all the way to the chin with that fleshy sword.
And she loved every inch of it.
The power of his entry into her tensed, juicy cunt caused her to roll over onto her back. She was pressing her entire weight down into the man's belly. He took it easily. His hands circled her body and clamped firmly on her tits. He started kneading them like mounds of dough. He seemed intent on rearranging their shapes, but no matter how hard he squeezed, the flesh always flowed back into the firm, high-placed tits. Catching her nipples between first and second fingers, he squeezed down hard on the mushroom-like nubbins of erectile flesh. The woman squealed with joy.
He began rotating her boobs, one clock-wise and the other in the opposite direction. She knew he was trying to tear her jugs off her chest. But the burning delight blasting into her chest told her this was the greatest thing that had ever happened to her.
She couldn't remain stationary on top of him as her tits were being manhandled like this. She felt her hips moving. This caused his prick to slip in and out of her cunt. She was fucking herself because of the action of his hands on her boobs!
Janet placed one foot on either side of the man's legs and braced herself. In this position, she could move back and forth enough to get the cock to fuck her. It didn't go very far, but it was enough for her -for now. Her pliant inner membrane had spread and stretched to take the huge cock resting so firmly in her fuck channel. She could tense down and feel every contour of that mighty fuck stick.
The arrowhead-shaped glans pulsed with virile life. Just behind it was the array of tiny veins, all throbbing with delight at the tight, hot pussy flesh surrounding them. The big blue vein on the top of his cock pressed wondrously hard into her sensitive cunt and lighted her inner fires.
"I've got to have you fucking me!" she told him. "The hands on my boobs feel nice, but my cunt, oh, my poor little cunny needs all the cock it can geeeeeeet!"
She felt herself lifted up into the air. For a horrifying second, she thought he was going to toss her into the pool. The only contact she had with his body was his cock deeply hidden up her cunt and the pair of hands gripping her tits. He swung her around and performed an agile maneuver which caused her to end up on hands and knees. He was crouched behind her, his prick still firmly inside her clinging twat.
He was going to fuck her like a bitch in heat!
The idea blasted into Janet's mind and made her even hornier. She wanted this! She wanted him fucking her like this more than she had ever wanted anything else in the world.
In this position, she felt lustier, more like an animal wanting to be fucked than she ever had before. She wiggled her ass against his crotch and felt his cock respond deep within her cunt. She sighed and pressed harder back into his groin to make sure he would fuck her. His cock felt like it might be able to touch her tonsils now. But she wanted it moving inside her cunt, warming her cunt flesh with its friction, making her know this was a real stud fucking her.
She wasn't disappointed.
He began slowly, almost painfully. His prick slipped from her clinging cunt amid a flow of her fuck oils. The thick juices trickled down the insides of her legs and tickled, arousing her even more. She panted harshly as she felt his hands snaking around her body to grip hard on her tits again.
He started moving his strong fingers over her satiny slopes as if he were milking a cow. He circled the broad base of her tits, then squeezed. Moving downward, he ended up pinching her nipples. She cried in sheer joy at the sensations blasting like lightning bolts into her chest. She felt as if he had filled her lungs with napalm. Her throat was covered with sandpaper, and every breath she took now burned all the way through her body. And her cunt!
It was being refilled with that impossibly long, thick-girthed cock. She felt as if she would break apart from the intrusion all the way up into her own tight cunt.
"Fuck me harder," she begged. "I've got to feel your cock moving fast and hard inside me to really enjoy it!"
She hardly knew what she was saying. Her brain tumbled with lust. The effect of this slow fucking numbed her tongue and confused her words. But the man understood her problems, her delights. He gradually fucked faster, picking up the tempo until he was slamming hard into her ass with every stroke.
The power of the fucking threatened to braise her cunt lips. But she didn't care. This was the way she loved it. Hard. Long. Fast. Hot. He shoved that pillar of man-meat into her twat so fast the friction along the entire length mounted to the point where she felt like melting inside. She wondered if someone had poured lead into her guts, anyway. The warmth of this molten pool spread rapidly throughout her body. When the sudden surge of carnal electricity shot up her spine, she came.
She came hard.
Shrieking out tier joy, she pumped her hips backwards into his crotch to get even more of his cock into her seething, gripping twat. The feel of his hairy thighs rubbing so hard against her smooth ass-flesh turned her into a real bitch. She couldn't get enough of his cock. She felt it plunge deeply into her cunt, his balls swinging and banging against her pussy lips underneath. The feel of his hands all over her tits made her go wild.
She came again, harder, with more energy. She soared on the winds of that orgasm, tossed high and wide. She floated, she dropped, she came back to earth.
He fucked her even harder and faster. Her entire cunt burned with the frantic fucking. She guessed he was about at the breaking point himself. The woman felt his cock expand to her squeezing pussy. She hadn't thought it was possible for the man to be any larger, but he had proven her wrong. More and more excited blood poured into his erection, making it even more like a fireplace poker, stiff, thick, and hot. Very hot.
He blasted into her cunt so hard, he forced her down onto her face. She folded her arms and rested her forehead on them. This shoved her ass up into the air and gave him an even better target to fuck into. He used it, grinding against her pussy lips when he was buried full length, then pulling out with the same corkscrewing motion he had used going in. She felt her passions approaching the point where she could no longer control them.
The blonde woman's entire body detonated. She came like a string of firecrackers going off. And as she was slipping back from the ultimate in human pleasure she felt the long prick inside her erupt. The lunging cock planted its fiery seed deep within her loins. She reacted to the sweet, flowing jism and came again.
He spilled gallons into her sucking pussy, and then she felt his prick wilt within her like a plant without enough water. She tensed her cunt muscles and squeezed down on him, milking him for every single drop of his precious jism. He groaned and ran his hands along her smooth flanks, but it was no use. His cock had died.
For the moment.
Janet stretched out full-length on her belly and sighed softly. Her pussy still quivered from the force of the fucking. She had felt his cock impossibly far up in her belly. He had been better hung than any man she had balled before. But it hadn't been the thrill she expected. Her naive high school mentality still lingered a little, she knew. Just because a guy had all the muscles and equipment didn't make him the best stud in the world.
Bert wasn't too bright, and, while he could please her nicely now, she realized she would get bored with him soon. He wasn't in her league either mentally or sexually.
She guessed he and Cheryl belonged together, both of them having the IQ of a small house plant.
But God, had he fucked her!' She tensed her belly muscles, remembering the feel of his cock burning her up with friction.