Chapter 2
They were in Bob's home, now. Bob's parents were divorced, and this was actually his father's house. But hs father was never home. The man had a bit of a drinking problem, which translated into his always spending weekends at the house of some drunken floozie, who was even more soused than he. Not that the old man bothered getting laid. Drinking was more fun than fucking as far as Bob, Senior was concerned.
The projector was in the middle of the living room floor with the screen at the far end. They were seated on the wide sofa behind the projector, off to the side so they would be able to see. Once in the house, Mary had wasted no time, but had undone her shirt, revealing that she had no brassiere on underneath.
Bert had seen naked breasts before. Although his mother and sister were priggish about the way they dressed, he had often caught glimpses of a girl who lived in the house on the other side of his. Her window was opposite his, and she got a big kick out of undressing in front of it when she knew he was watching. But she only let him see her from the waist up. That particular girl had nice-sized breasts, but he had to admit Mary's were bigger. She was sitting in his lap, and he was fondling her, touching the big, pink nipples for the first time as Bob turned on the projector, and the blonde was writhing as her tongue washed through his mouth, kissing the boy as he had never been kissed before.
"Oh, jeez!" Mary gasped. "You sure turn me on, Bert," she whispered. "Let's you and me go upstairs and make it while jerko over here watches movies, huh!"
Bert was jolted. He had never thought of Bob as being a jerk. In fact, he had always thought of Bob as being more worldly than himself. Bringing Mary here had been Bob's idea in the first place. But the idea of ditching his blonde friend was something he had not considered, and now that he was considering it, he realized he might be considering a little too long. Feelings of loyalty toward Bob struggled with a raging erection, and he finally decided on a compromise.
"Let's go into the next room," he said, referring to the den, though there was no door between the living room and the den. "We'll be far-enough away from Bob."
"I hope so," she snorted, glancing at Bob.
Bob laughed as if Mary were making some kind of joke, and reaching out, he patted her thigh. He also kneaded at the same time, but Mary thought it beneath her dignity to respond to what he was doing to her. She shook her head as if annoyed at his touch and returned her attention to the dark-haired Bert.
Bert, in turn, wondered how much longer he would be able to stand the pressure and friction of her tight, round large ass against his hard cock. Her kisses were heightening the effect she was having on him, unlocking floodgates of sensation that made him dizzy. He was no more able to keep himself from kissing her than he was able to stop rubbing his cock against her ass. She sighed when he continued playing with her breasts in front of Bob, and leaning over, nibbled on his earlobe. Then she jerked, sat up, and slapped Bob's hand as she yelled, "Ow, you stupid jerk." Bob had tried grabbing her ass.
"Hey, come on, Mary," Bob said. "I ain't such a bad guy."
"Hell! Keep working at it. You're getting there."
The movie oh the screen was something at which Bob began staring, but Bert and Mary were too busy. They didn't bother about moving to the next room. They remained on the sofa.
Mary had been sitting sideways in Bert's lap, and now she twisted and squirmed around until she was straddling him. His erection seemed to surge upward against his pants, and if it weren't for scant millimeters of fabric, their sexual organs would be touching. Oh, God!
Bert's mind churned with a multitude of ideas to get her panties off and fuck her right there, in front of Bob. Bob would probably look at what was on the film anyway. Her naked breasts were rubbing against his shirt-front. The sight of her full mammaries, the nipples a rich candy-pink, made him tremble with lust. He leaned down and tried sucking her entire breast into his mouth but it was too big.
He clutched the melon-firm swells of her large buttocks with both hands, and that was when he discovered that although Bob was watching the film, his own hand was pushing into the crack of Mary's ass. But Mary didn't seem to mind. Far from it, she shifted her weight from one knee to the other, moving her ass rhythmically, as if some fantastic engines inside her, having idled and warmed up, were now ready to begin in earnest.
Bert slipped one hand forward and fumbled with the top button on her cut-off jeans, finally opening it. The gap in her pants instantly began to widen as she pushed her belly against the zipper, making it open.
Bert pushed his fingers inside, touched the elastic leg band of her silk bikini panties, and felt the soft fluff of golden hair sticking out and tickling him. Her panties were so tight, he had room to push one finger under the leg band, but no more. He pushed it deeper through the hairy tangles until it touched something that felt like the sodden lips of a mouth. It was indeed a mouth, and it "kissed" his finger while also responding to Bob's hand, behind.
Bert felt dizzy. He had never gotten this far with a girl before. Oh, Jeez! It was really something touching that hot, wet pussy. Mary was obviously enjoying it, rubbing back and forth against his finger. Yeah! She loved it!
Mary suddenly leaped off him, and for a moment Bert thought she had become angry at him for taking so many liberties so fast. But no, she was undoing her belt, tugging down her shorts and panties, also pulling off her shirt. She cursed a moment when she was unable to get the tight cut-offs over her sandals, and she had to kick them off. Then she knelt in front of Bert, undid his pants, and tugged them, along with his undershorts, down in a single motion. Bert felt relief for a moment from the incendiary tension as his blood-engorged cock stood up in the air, a gigantic pylon, far larger than anything Mary had expected. Even Bob, who had been looking at the movie, turned his for a moment and.said, "Holy shit! That even dwarfs me! And I'm big!"
She tugged his shoes off and pulled his clothing from around his ankles, and then returned the tension to his cock by playing with it. He pulled off his own shirt, and then she was pressing her naked form against him.
"You have the biggest cock I've ever seen," she smiled. "Does it bother you that I've seen a lot of cocks?"
"Well, hell, one of us has to be experienced," Bert commented.
"That's a healthy attitude," Mary smiled.
He wished he knew enough to say something complimentary about her vagina, but he knew so little about them. It felt good to press his fingers into the gooey, hairy slush between her thighs, and it felt even better when he slipped a finger inside and ran it in and out.
"Do it now, Bert, do it now!" Mary gasped. "I can't hold off any longer. I want it ... I want it all ... just give it to me . ... "
She lay on her back on the sofa, and he hovered over her, gripping her big, fleshy buttocks in both hands. He pushed forward, poking the head of his cock against her soft vaginal hairs and the even softer flesh beneath. Her fingers reached down and managed the navigation at that point, guiding the throbbing shaft exactly where she wanted it to go.
"There!" she gasped. "There! Do it now!"
"Oh, yeah! Oh, Jesus Fucking Christ!"
This last was a gasp of sheer delight, a spontaneous salute to the satin secrets of her inner recesses. What he was feeling exceeded his wildest imaginings-the slippery, quivery reality that gripped his hard cock in a slithery clasp-God! He squirmed forward, trying hard to push every last monstrous inch into her. Without having fucked before, he might have imagined her inner warmth and moisture; he might well have imagined the smooth texture of her rubbery rear globes in his hands; the pillowy pressure of her marvelous breasts against his hard chest; the arousing beauty of her face so close to his own, the lips so rich and red, the teeth so gleamingly white. But it was impossible for his inexperienced mind to have put all this together at the same time. But now he didn't have to bother with imagination. Now these senses were overwhelming him all at once, sluicing through the floodgates of his perceptions.
Even if he had been able to imagine all these things, he still wouldn't have possessed the total reality of her. He would have missed the wonderful aroma of herthe musk of her cunt, the perfume behind her ears, the tantalizing scent of her entire body in heat-a maddening aroma of a fully aroused female. He would have missed that marvelously astringent quality of her tight vagina-the tickling tingle that made it seem as if her vaginal waters were having some kind of chemical reaction on the super-sensitive skin surrounding his thick prick. He would have missed the sound of her gasping and the aroma of her sweet breath coming in loud, halting gasps from the depths of her lungs. Most important of all, he would have missed the existence of a second individual; a girl who liked him, if only for the moment, and who wanted to feel the full length of his steampole riveting its way through her sensory channel.
"Well shit! How about me?"
That was Bob's dispirited grumble as he got up and noisily headed for the kitchen, making a racket and showing his obvious displeasure because Mary had chosen Bert, first. Bert wondered why Bob had left since he obviously liked looking at the movies. Jesus! If he liked watching fucking on film, wasn't it even better to watch it taking place in the flesh? But he didn't spend too much time contemplating the whys and wherefores of Bob's behavior.
Mary didn't even seem to notice Bob's moving around. Her eyes were closed at the moment, and she was nibbling her lower lip as if concentrating solely on the hard cock rummaging through her interior. She lifted her hips to make each inward thrust of his cock a violent collision against her body. Each withdrawal was almost a total withdrawal, with even the corona coming out and only the littlest bit of tip remaining inside.
Now that he was in, he was pounding away as rapidly as possible, moving his cock even faster than she was able to respond with her squeezing cunt. At one point she stopped trying to keep up with him, and she hung on and let him pound into her at his own rate of speed, until it became a teeth-jarring gallop. She tugged her knees up around his body, letting him sink his cock even deeper into her sucking cunt, and then he felt her dainty feet kicking his flanks, urging him on as they all but clamped around him.
No longer gnawing at her lower lip, her mouth opened as if in an expression of pain or fear, but he knew it was neither, for he was neither frightening nor hurting her. She moaned and groaned, keeping perfect time to the solidly hammering plunges of his phallus.
Having rested for a moment and having regained some strength, she began moving once more, but this time she moved her lovely hips in a slow, circular motion, an orbit around the meaty axis that was spiking itself into the sucking core of her. She locked her smooth legs tightly around Bert's back in a powerful embrace, pulling him that much deeper into her, sucking him in like the vortex of a whirlpool would pull down a helpless aircraft carrier. It soon seemed to Bert that he was going incredibly deep into the jelly-like sheath that was swallowing him.
Her brilliant eyes opened wide, looking softer and more liquid than ever before. This time he didn't think of her in terms of being the school fuck-around. This time she was a wonderful female who was giving of herself to him. He felt himself drowning in those eyes. They held a look of wonder in them that matched the sensation he felt building up in his loins and he knew he was on the verge of orgasm. He had jerked off enough times to know what an orgasm was, but this one, well this one was going to top them all.
"GGGGG HHHHH AAAA NNNN GGGGG . ... " she gasped. "CAN'T BELIEVVVVVVE ITTTTTT ... S'HAPPPEN NNNN INNNN GGGGG ... FIRST TIME ... YOU'RE DOINNN NNG IIIII TTTTT ... YOU'RE ... HHHHH AAAAA NNNNN HHHHH ... BRINGING ME OFFFF FFFFF . ... " she babbled, whipping her head from side to side on its pillow of honey-blonde hair.
The glow he felt within him was a calm one at first, but as it expanded, it became shot through with crackles of electricity, with unbelievable flaming pyrotechnics that convulsed his body and made the youth want to scream out loud. He powered himself even more strongly into her, throwing his head back, unable to keep it inside him any longer. He exploded in hot wads of seminal eruptions that spattered the inner walls of her cunt and splashed through her girlish well.
"AAAAA YYYYY AAAAA NNNNNN NNNNN GGGGG HHHHH UUUUU NNNNN GGGGG HHHHH AAAAA GGGGG HHHHH AAAAA RRRRR GGGGG HHHHH UUUUU NNNNNN GGGGG HHHHH AAAAA NNNNN GGGGG HHHHH HHHHH!" he bellowed, and then it was over.
He felt utterly drained, and at that moment, on top of the beautiful blonde, for an instant, he felt tired and wanted nothing more to do with her. But his face lifted for an instant and he looked at the screen, and what he saw drove all the tiredness out of him.
The reel of film had to be at least twenty years old. The black-haired girl on the screen was the same age as the girl who lay beneath Bert. That is, she was the same age twenty years ago that Mary was, now. Her body was utter perfection, the technicolor bringing out the rich tan of her flesh, the svelte curves, the full, perfect breasts, and the extra-large ass. Blood shot through Bert's cock, still in Mary's cunt, and it's stiffening surprised her, all but straightening her out. Then she looked at the screen and she also gasped. It was Bert's mother, Sarita.