Chapter 13

Deep inside I chuckled, feeling pleased with myself and my success in playing my green kid part so convincingly. I wondered what sweet Min would have thought if she'd known I'd come there from my house for the sole purpose of fucking her, just to prove to old Abner he wasn't the only one who could do it. And to prove, as well, that although I might have started later than some, I was learning about women faster than most. And I'd been having pretty good luck with this technique of letting them chase me until I caught them, rather than coming on strong and obvious, thereby fulfilling what supposedly is the real he-man's part.

So I hung onto my inner urge to whip off my clothes and jump in between sweet Min's luscious legs just as fast as I could make it. Instead I told her sort of shyly, "I'm all sweaty from choppin' weeds. As clean and sweet-smelling as you are, you wouldn't want me getting very close very long. And I take a long time when I-" Again I broke off like I was bashful about saying "fuck a girl," but Min got the complete thought.

She said breathlessly, "I just knew you'd be like that. I've been dying for a man who's good for half an hour or more in the saddle, instead of falling over backward like a rabbit from two to not more than five minutes after he's gotten started."

If I hadn't already known it, I'd have been certain after that description that she'd been fucking old short-fuse Abner. But I didn't let on.

Min grabbed my hand and jumped to her feet, urging, "Come on. I told you right at first you could take a shower! Freshen up. I'll take one with you!" she exclaimed with a sudden giggle, sounding like a mischievous schoolgirl. Eagerly she began unbuttoning my shirt.

I said, "Pa'd kill me if he ever found out. You know his views on fucking blood kin."

"You and I aren't going to make any babies," Min declared. "Thank God for the pill! And fucking blood kin isn't any different from fucking anyone else so long as there's no chance of a baby getting made. Your pa just hasn't changed with the times. But that's his problem. We won't tell him who he can fuck and he'd better never try telling us. Besides, what he never knows won't hurt him or us."

She had my shirt clean off and was getting my overalls down by then. They was hung on my stiff cock, sticking out like a ramrod trying to poke a hole through the material, but Min managed. A minute later she had me stripped off naked as a jaybird. One of her hands closed around my cock like it was a handle and she led me by it to her outdoor shower.

As we stepped from the grass to the slab around the drain, Min put a hand on the water-control knob, then glanced at me, asking, "Is this shower really necessary?"

I told her brightly, "Granny says a good lover practically always winds up sweaty after making love, but he never ever gets in such a rush he begins operating before he's took time to wash himself squeaky clean all over." (I sure didn't fancy the taste of sun oil).

Min sighed, declaring, "Granny's right as usual. Nothing turns a woman off quicker or colder than a man who expects her to make love with him when he stinks!"

She sent a torrent of water shooting down upon us. Then she grabbed a big hunk of soap and began lathering me up. When she finished me, I started on her, starting on her back. As I lathered Min's lovely brown shoulders, I rubbed my lower belly and the throbbing hardness of my rigid cock against the curving softness of her ass.

Min shoved her ass back against my hard cock eagerly, then started to turn herself to face me. But I gripped her shoulders, didactically suggesting, "Why don't we let it simmer just a little longer?"

Min gasped in a protesting whisper, "Lukey, love, if I'm just simmering now, I don't know whether I can stand it when you get me really boiling!"

I chuckled, enjoying the good feeling of the luscious cheeks of her ass rubbing against my cock, and spread lather downward over her lovely back. When her back was lathered, I sent my hands in under her armpits, toward her big tits. Min's elbows came springing outward, opening that area to me invitingly. I knew she wanted me to reach on around in front of her and cup those tits in my hands and pull her nipples for her again like I'd done while I was rubbing the suntan oil in. But again I played the waiting game and lathered her ribs first while she panted and ground her ass against my cock.

Then I stepped back and started to lather the cheeks of her ass, but Min wheeled before I could stop her, grabbed me by the cock again and began tugging me toward the blanket, not even taking time to turn the water off, as she gasped, "I can't wait a second longer, love! I'm so hot I'll die if you don't have mercy and not tantalize me any longer!"

She wasn't kidding. My back had hardly touched the blanket before Min was climbing astride me. I didn't fight it, of course. Did her big, ripe tits ever look delicious as they hung down invitingly in my face? She brushed the rigid nipples back and forth across my lips impatiently, urging, "Taste them, lover! Go ahead and taste them!"

My hands caught those sweet beauties and brought the nipples close together' so I could suck both of them into my feverish mouth at once. Lordy, how I'd been aching to do that! But I think Min had been aching for it even more because instantly a long, low, "Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-huh!" came trembling out of her. And her fiery cunt came slamming down hungrily, the hot crack plastering over my hard cock wetly.

She came off my cock slightly, the educated lips of her cunt found the head of it, and she gave a hard shove that sent it plunging into her to its roots. And as my cock was swallowed up by her ravenous cunt, my luscious aunt started acting like she was blowing her mind. She started screaming and struggling over me like a wild woman, riding me like she was trying to pound my ass into the ground. I hung to her luscious tits and sucked like mad while she seemed to come harder and harder, her gasping, strangled screams growing louder and louder. She was so caught up in her sudden storm of passion she'd forgotten I even existed. At least she'd forgotten about all of me except my cock, which she kept hammering in and out of her greedy cunt, and my mouth and tongue creating floods of sensation in her tits to multiply the sensation in her cunt.

Abruptly she stopped the wild hammering, switching to sliding my cock in and out of her blazing cunt in long, smooth, slow strokes. Her gasping screams had died down into strangled little moans which were coming from her almost continuously. I realized suddenly she'd stopped coming; her fiery cunt was no longer milking away at the hardness of my cock as it had been. But I realized, too, that she already was on the verge of starting to come again.

If what Granny'd told me was true, that the sweet sweat of passion which lubricates a cunt flows in direct proportion to the pleasure the owner of that cunt is experiencing, Min was really turned on by my cock because her cunt was really sopping with her slippery love-honey. That sure didn't break my heart. Her reactions worked on me exactly like Granny's had, making me feel more man-sized the wilder she got. Fucking my sisters had been great, but it hadn't really done anything for my ego because they'd both been as new to fucking as I was. But Granny and Min had both known a few cocks in their time, had both been fucked by guys with bigger cocks, guys who supposedly were master lovers. So their reactions to me gave me a feeling of standing taller in direct proportion to their experience and the enthusiasm of their reactions. The feeling of standing taller was almost better than the sensations the fucking itself gave me.

Min began mixing other movements in with the long, slow strokes. She'd grind her belly against mine, making her cunt rotate around my cock and probably creating a lot of friction on her clitoris. Then she'd switch to thrusts so short only the head of my cock moved a fraction deep within her. When she did that I could feel the head of my cock rubbing past something deep inside her up near the roof of her cavern of mysteries. Whatever it was felt sizzling hot and moist and gave my cock's head a caress each time it went sliding past.

It obviously felt good to Min too because each time the head of my cock came together with whatever it was caressing deep inside her cunt, she'd gasp and moan like she was being powerfully pleasured. I got a hunch she wasn't far from her second come. I hoped I'd get some inspiration about how to make that second come even better for her than her first had been.

Before I could do any thinking on it, however, Min suddenly stopped all her movement on my cock for just a moment as she braced herself and jerked her tits away from my mouth, taking me by complete surprise. I found her looking down at me with an almost grim expression of determination. She began milking away steadily at the tingling head of my cock with something deep inside her cunt that really felt terrific to me, making the pressure of dammed-up sensation and excitement in my belly really zoom.

The way Min's face was drawn as she looked down at me it was obvious she was feeling the same terrific kind of tension. She looked like she was in real pain. Through clenched teeth she vowed, "We're taking this trip to the stars together, Lukey, love! You're not sending me roaring away into space alone again! See?"

I brought my head up off the blanket as I made a sudden grab for her tits with my hands. I caught both of them and before she could get them out of reach again, I sucked both excited nipples back into my mouth, turning on the suction and nibbling them lightly with my teeth. At the same time I shoved my ass up off the blanket, driving my cock into Min's loving cunt a little harder and deeper.

The combination of sudden added stimulation worked. Min's head rolled back on her shoulders, a wild, trembling scream coming out of her. Her sweet ass began struggling over my cock even more wildly than before. Our bellies began coming together with slaps that sounded like applauding hands. Her screams kept sounding more strangled, more breathless, more pained and frantic.

You talk about feeling tickled! She'd done her damnedest to hold off and force me to come with her, but I'd taken the command away from her, I'd triggered her and she'd been helpless to resist my move, despite all she had on me in experience. I felt twelve feet tall. I knew I was giving her a fuck she'd never forget and knowing that gave my ego a greater boost than the fuck itself, great as that was.

And it really was great. Waves of fiery sensation were heaped up in me like one of our mountains being swept by a forest fire, the savage fierceness of it actually beyond any really effective description. I felt it trying to swallow up my senses, trying to trigger off an explosion through my cock that would relieve the sizzling inner pressure.

But I had my head set on convincing Min for all time that one thing I sure as hell was not was a green, overgrown country kid. Even if I actually was. But Granny'd give me an advantage I meant to make the very most of.

So I tried another trick Granny'd told me about, forcing my mind away from all that sensation boiling around in the head of my cock and in my lower belly, forcing it away from the pleasure Min's wildly working cunt was trying to make my stiff cock feel. I thought about high dives I'd made that'd thrilled me, about fights I'd won against other guys, about anything exciting I could dredge up, anything exciting, that is, except fucking. It wasn't easy, but I struggled.

Hard as I struggled to keep my mind fixed on thoughts of other kinds of intense excitement, however, awareness of the almost overwhelming sensations in my cock kept breaking through. Min's cunt was on fire and the way all the muscles inside her cunt kept milking at my cock was really something else. Trying to ignore that was real torment!

I finally was about ready to give it up and just relax and enjoy the gigantic come I felt unable to hold off a second longer. But just before the trigger got pulled that would've started the pumps in the roots of my cock throbbing, Min gave one last sighing little scream and folded up on top of me. She lay there struggling for breath and her heart was pounding like a blacksmith's hammer. The sweat bathing both of us made her tits and belly stick to my skin like there was glue between them.

I let her catch her breath, then started making the head of my cock jump deep inside her. Min stirred, then in an unbelieving voice murmured, "It's impossible, but that cock of yours still feels good. I've never come even once in my whole life before like you've made me come two times in a row. And I think I could come for your magic cock again, you lover you!"

A devilish impulse shot through me. I asked, "You mean cousin Abner's never made you come like that?"

Sounding more disgusted than words could tell, Min exclaimed, "I'll throw rocks at that damned Abner! He has a horse-cock and uses it to fuck like a damned rabbit. From now on you're gonna get all my business, love."

She raised her head off my chest wearily and gave me a wondering look as she murmured, "If I'd only known about you a long time ago, love, I'd never have wasted any time on Abner. Although maybe the poor kid can't help being like he is; he fucks exactly like his pa did before him. Only thing I can say for either of them is maybe ... just maybe ... having a man like them is some better for a woman than having no man at all. I'm not right sure, though. When a woman's got no man at all, she keeps looking. She feels she's got a right to keep looking. Just look how my having Abner almost made me miss discovering you, and you almost right under my nose, too. I just can't get over what a natural born lover you are, yet I almost-" Min broke off shaking her head. She gave her cunt a little wriggle on my cock, then murmured, "You really make a simple fuck something phenomenal for a girl! You're so patient, so gentle, and you've got such incredible staying power and control. And you've got me feeling like coming again!"