Chapter 2
Jackie Anderson was a dream come true. A wet dream that is. She was too pretty and too well developed at too early an age. By her eleventh birthday the stirring of adolescent development began to make itself known. The small bumps on her chest swelled into full ripened breasts and the rangy muscles of her hips took on a womanly curve.
Early developers like Jackie attracted the stares of horny young men. Jackie had never been an outgoing girl, but as her young body blossomed into sexy good looks, she found herself very popular. Boys whistled as she walked through the halls. Teachers responded to her inane questions in class and after school she could go to the soda shop and talk all day with any number of good looking boys.
like any pretty girl, Jackie's head was easily turned by flattery. She wore plunging blouses that showed off her bulging cleavage and tight fitting mini-skirts that allowed boys a good look at her brightly colored panties when she sat down in class.
Jackie was a free spirit. She liked having people around her, feeling the body warmth, and she thought the changes occurring in her body were wonderful.
"You're a very lucky young lady," she told herself. In the privacy of her parent's house, Jackie would strip down and watch her body in the mirror. The cup-cake sized breasts had sprouted in to fully, sensuous globe like glans with dark, red nipples capping the ends. She rubbed the nipples over and over until the soft burning glow of pleasure rippled like wild fire through her flesh. Jackie was surprised at how good this rubbing felt. Why, the tingling went all the way down to between her thighs, into the triangle of angel hair!
Experimenting with her body made Jackie feel sexy. When she grew tired of tit rubbing, she went down to the fertile cunt garden and ran her fingers across the tight lipped slit. "Oooooo!" she would gasp when her finger tip accidentally brushed against the rigid clitoris. She stroked the hard, little digit at the top of her cunt mouth and lay back to enjoy the hot, passion flashes of sex.
Jackie grew experienced at turning her body on.
She stroked her nipples and tickled her clit and finally buried her fingers into the gaping hole of her cunt. A greasy liquid dribbled out when she stroked herself and she enjoyed the smell, even the taste when she fingered up a batch and licked it down.
God this is so exciting, she thought. Blood pounded in her temples with every tender caress of her developing glans. To her still developing mind, the mysteries of sex was something worth exploring. Jackie tried fingering herself in a variety of ways. Sometimes she sat on the toilet with legs spread out wide and jammed home the exuberant message of sex again and again. She fucked herself on the bed, occasionally ripping off a hot dog from the refrigerator and gliding the soft, resilient meat up her twat.
Yet it was one thing to toy with her cunt, and lick the hot drippings from depths of her womanhood; it was quite another to dragged into a filthy shack and feel the excruciating pain of a male penis popping at her thick hymen.
Uncle Ralph rarely stopped by the house. Her father worked hard selling insurance and he didn't like to be reminded of his brother's indolent ways. Yet to Jackie, Ralph seemed like a nice, friendly man. And he was looking pretty good to her. Tall and broad shouldered, with the haggard good looks of a Robert Mitchum or a Kirk Douglas, Ralph Anderson seemed strong and confident. Jackie couldn't believe the stories her father told about his brother. Stoop shouldered and paunchy, her father was probably jealous of Ralph. Or at least Jackie thought so. She would flirt with Ralph on the rare occasions that he stopped by the house, and her breast beat furiously when he winked or smiled his approval back at her.
She liked being near the big man, enjoyed his silly jokes and the strong masculine presence he exhibited wherever he went. She occasionally dreamed about Uncle Ralph, a white knight riding out of nowhere to defend her against evil men. But not even in the darkest moments of her secret night, did Jackie dream what would happen to her when she rode up to Ralph's cabin to see his farm.
She couldn't forget the road. All ruts and dust that seemed to shake her guts apart. And the appalling squalor at the end of the ride offended her. What Uncle Ralph had called a farm was little more than a few stony acres of grasslands sitting next to the city garbage dump.
"Come on, I'll show you around," he offered. He was acting awfully creepy towards her, but Jackie thought nothing about it until he walked into shack and the door closed behind her.
"I've wanted this for so long, Jackie," he said. And then his burly arms were holding her close in a vise-like grip.
"Uncle Ralph!" she cried in surprise. The room whirled madly around in circles. What was happening to her? He brought his face down against her while at the same instant his arm snaked up between her legs and clawed at her snatch. She gasped as his fingers found her slit and his tongue thrust itself into her open mouth.
She was barely twelve years old and cherry as the next eighth grader. But Uncle Ralph was not counting years. His tongue nestled in the warmth of her mouth and his fingers stroked the clit button with passionate assurance.
Jackie was surprised and didn't know what to do. She was supposed to scream or cry out, but Uncle Ralph was on her so quickly that she responded to her very first impulse, the one reaction that she'd learned fingering her twat and rubbing her tits.
Jackie gave in! As the fingers searched her excited groove and the wet tongue discovered erotic recesses at the back of her throat, Jackie humped her hips against her Uncle's fumbling hands. Oh, I mustn't, I shouldn't, she thought But sex was an instinct beyond the clutches of rational thought. Her flesh churned with molten desire. Her nipples hardened into diamond points of lust. His rough fingers massaged her fleshy mounds as if seeking out the weaknesses of her feminine sex. He teased the ends while he sucked at her mouth.
This is definitely the wrong thing to do! Jackie tried convincing herself to get away. It was not right for her Uncle to be acting like a sex maniac. Especially with her.
Uncle Ralph pulled his face away. A tendril of spit still glued their flesh together, a glistening bridge holding their mounting excitement intact.
"You've wanted it for a long time," he told her, his fingers still fixed to her cunt. Her ooze was dripping out of her slit and was smeared across her crack and thighs. "Flaunting those big tits and wearing those short skirts so the world could see your crack." A finger suddenly penetrated her groove and Jackie let out a yelp.
"No, no, please, don't, Uncle Ralph," she cried, squirming against the rude intruder. The finger felt like a moist hotdog wiggling against her cunny walls, only it was much stronger and harder.
"I won't do anything you don't want," he answered. But he kept his finger inside her cunt. She was wetting all over his hands and into her torn panties. Pressed against the wall, the penis like finger searching her hole, Jackie didn't know what to say. For what seemed an eternity the only sounds they stared wordlessly at each other; the quivering flesh and the gasping of hot breath forming eerie sound. The finger seemed to grow inside her, flowering out and up inside her channel. She squirmed her hips, the cup of his hand massaging her cunt lips and clit, and Jackie gasped. Her hips hunched involuntarily against her Uncle Ralph.
"All women want it," he was saying." They talk about love and children, but it all boils down to a big hard cock." He jammed her tush and Jackie thought she was going to pass out. Her legs now dangled down at the floor, her body suspended against the wall by the finger lodged in her hole.
A deep, involuntary movement seized her abdomen. It spread in wave-like patterns until the sensation rippled through her breasts. The fear clutching her chest ebbed and the fast rush of her breathing made her see spots. It was lust! She was panting like a wild animal in heat!
Ralph sensed the sudden change in Jackie's body. He hoisted her up and turned her to the metal table in the kitchen, the one he'd bought from the doctor's supply office for twenty bucks. The metal stirrups used during gynecological checkups clanged at the sides as he placed her feet into them.
On the table, her legs spread out and her dress hiked up around her waist, Jackie felt defenseless. She felt it hard to swallow as Ralph circled the table. Her mind was swimming with terrifying thoughts and she was unaware of the rustle of clothes behind her. Suddenly something was thrust before her tear-stained eyes that made her scream.
"Look! This is what you want, this is what drives you crazy." At first he was so near that her eyes could not focus. Then, when her vision sharpened, she stared with a mixture of horror and child-like curiosity at what stood out before her eyes.
She had never seen a penis before. He stood so close and she was so defenseless and his cock appeared so big and demanding that she wanted to touch him, wanted to feel the shaft in her hand.
Ralph read her thoughts and kept one step ahead of her. "Eat it," he snapped. "Put it in your mouth and suck."
Before she could blink or begin a verbal response, his cock was stuck through her parted lips, working down to her throat. At first there was no flavor, just the sensation of something hot and very big wedged in her mouth. Even with the gentle rolling of his hips, which sent the shaft popping in and out of her lips, Jackie was too startled to respond. Her mouth hugged his member like a wet glove, yet she was not able to nibble and suck and lick his heated prick meat with the conviction and burning excitement that he wanted.
But Ralph knew if there was a will there was a way to get his cock going.
Quickly he pulled out of her face. His cock dripped with her stringy spit. His glans throbbed for fulfillment; his penis twitched in front of him, as porting device ready for a workout.
"You need to be fucked honey," he said. "That's plain as day. You've been begging me for a long time. And I'm going to grant that wish."
Jackie still felt the hole in her mouth where the prick meat had been. Only dimly was she aware of what Ralph was doing. There was pressure on her thighs, then a strange empty feeling as her hips left the table. Ralph was holding her tight by the ass cheeks.
"What are you ... " the sentence went unfinished. Her body rocked with sensation. Something strange and wonderfully wild now centered between her legs where only moments before his fingers had aroused her curiosity. She felt a tugging as her cunt lips parted. Then it was followed by a full, healthy sensation as the slippery cock head slipped a few inches into her channel.
"WowwwIM" she jerked her hips happily, but only to be greeted by a deep, searing pain as the penis struck tight channel flesh.
"That's okay, baby," said Ralph working his cock back and forth. "You're getting loose real fast."
The huge cock kept going deeper and deeper into her hole. She bucked and lashed out, humping her ass cheeks with gyrating motions. His penis advanced into her hole.
"I can't take much more," she begged, but then something happened, and her cunt took in a few more inches of cock meat.
Uncle Ralph was jamming her cunt with long, hard thrusts that just missed her hymen. He wanted to work his cock into so he would be jizzing when his shaft punctured her skin flap. Which would be very soon he thought. His nuts ached for release. Young girls always turned him on.
Suddenly Jackie was talking. "Shit, don't play games, honey," she said. "Stick it in there, go ahead, shoot you load. I can dig it."
She squatted down on his pole letting him come deep inside. The prick head bouncing off the hymen made her scream, but that didn't stop her from using her cunt. The cock had ignited a long dormant fuse inside her guts. She was ready to explode. The slapping of their flesh signaled that it was time. Ralph fucked her with quick, jabbing thrusts rolling his hips so his prick fluttered inside her.
Jackie was screaming. "Fuck me! Go ahead fuck me!! " She was slapping her inexperienced hips in awkward directions, but that was okay with Ralph as the semen boiled into his cock stem.
"Fucckkkkk! Meeeeeee!" She remembered the echo of her voice as his cock made the final lunge into her hole. First, the terrible pain as flesh ripped into flesh, a pain so agonizing that she almost passed out The love pole pounded her cunt walls as it reached out for her virgin womb. She screamed, the blood whooshing out her womb, lubricating the penis.
"Aaaaaaiiiiiieeeeee!! ! ! " Her nipples froze into little cones of desire. Her butt cheeks drowned in the cunt juice oozing down her ass ravine. Inside her virgin womb a billion pleasure cells crackled like tin foil. She felt her heart trying to beat out of her chest as Ralph brought his powerful body down on her.
"Aaaaahhhhhh!! ! ! " Her legs shot straight up into the air as the prick shaft plunged into her cunt. The hot, frothy semen exploded into her womb stirring up the pleasure cells, sending them shooting through her excited flesh. Jet after jet of white cock cream flooded her fuckhole. Smells of lust and ardor squirted out onto her sweating flesh. The lovers were surrounded by the pungent smells of thick, slicky oils of sex.
Her guts heaved and seemed to roar out the hole in her cunt. And leaning back so her spine arched off the table, and her hips clanged against his pumping cock, Jackie saw the room fall away and a whole galaxy of stars come into focus.
Spurt after spurt of warm semen filled through her channel. And the last words she remembered before drifting off into unconsciousness were: "I'm coming! COMMMING!! ! ! ! ! "