Chapter 13
A knock sounded on Steven's apartment door. He was shocked to see Cybil standing there. He had been caught off balance and for a moment he was speechless.
"May I come in?"
"You're the last person I thought I'd ever see! Sure, come right in, Cybil."
She was still beautiful and the sexy body took his breath away. She looked more slender, a bit tired; and he guessed that she had not been fucking very much-like a thirsty flower that needed water.
"Very nice place you have. I know I should have called first, but when you didn't answer my letter-"
"It's not necessary to explain. Rest yourself. Would you like something to help you relax?"
"No thank you."
"Well?"
"Steven, please don't kick me out. You don't know how difficult it was for me to come here. I feel like a fool." She refused to look him straight in the eye, fearful that she would break down and bawl.
"I won't kick you out. In fact, I'm happy to see you. I'm as weak as you are ... I thought about you."
"I couldn't stand being without you another moment. I'm so sorry for what happened that last day. All I could think of was being cut off without a penny."
"That's why you won't leave him?"
"I was fooling myself and living a lie. But I'm all woman, Steven; I need a man who will love me, fuck me, give me the dicking I need."
"Are you saying that you left Dad?"
"Yes. My suitcases are in the hall."
"What?"
"I belong to you now-I'm yours!"
"I was played for a fool once."
"Would you mind bringing in my luggage from the hall? I didn't want you to see that sorry picture of me standing there, forlorn, holding two suitcases, looking like Little Orphan Annie."
He brought the suitcases into the apartment. He had a second thought and put them in his bedroom. Cybil had seen him, and it was obvious that he didn't intend to kick her out, although she guessed he would try for a fuck tonight. In the morning it might be a different story.
"I love you, Steven."
She sat down on the edge of the sofa. He walked past and she put both hands on his waist. Her eyes locked onto the bulge of the monstrous cock.
"You can say that when nobody else is around."
"I'll do anything you say. Just don't throw me out. I'll suck your cock every day of the week and eat your asshole-just let me stay, please."
"It's no good, sweetheart."
"It can be beautiful. I know that I'm older than you are, but if you have the kind of mentality I think you do, I can show you so much. All my life I've wanted a man like you."
"I cursed the day that Dad brought you home. I wanted to fuck so badly that my guts ached. My dick swelled up for days, and I couldn't take a step without shooting come in my jeans."
"I didn't know. Oh Gawd, you won't believe this, but I was going through those same changes. I was so horny for your cock, but my conscience kept fighting me. I remember seeing you swim and how your dick stuck out so far. It mystified me ... and still does. And that's one of the reasons I came back to you. I can't live without your enormous cock."
"Is that all you want me for-a hard cock?"
"Of course not, but I do need it. I love to fuck, Steven, and I think you do too. Man, we're lucky that we are so together; a lot of women are starving themselves, wasting away, experiencing sex without any love and getting shit on. But we have the real thing."
She threw pride and caution to the winds and unbuckled his belt. He caught her hand before she could go further.
"Please don't send me away! Can't you see I can't help myself? Let me be good to you so I'll feel like someone."
She trembled and a tear trickled down her cheek. He sighed and released his hold on her slender wrist.
She reached into his crotch and pulled his prickshaft free. The huge root swelled in her hands and soon stretched to maximum length. She held it firmly around the base then lovingly circled her mouth over the crown. The dickhead was so slimy that it slid down her throat; she wanted more. She nursed it slowly, kissing it here, kissing it there. Then she pushed Steven down on the sofa and yanked off his pants. He laid his head back and gave her freedom to do anything she wanted. When the pants were off, she cooed and petted, rubbing her face over his hairy legs. She pricked his dick hairs with her teeth, just to keep him occupied while she undressed him. She laid her face on his thigh. She licked the flesh there, and his cockshaft, drooping a little, sprung up in search for her luscious mouth. The mouth that had set it on fire only moments before.
The crown was so much bigger than her small mouth, and she had difficulty in getting a good mouthful. It was like a warhead on a missile, set to explode-and her tongue had the power to set off the atomic come-bomb. She kissed down the side of the fuck shaft and felt it throbbing against the warmth of her cheeks. She nosed under his nuts and lovingly milked his balls down. When she felt him tremble, having trouble keeping still, she kissed his nuts lightly. She curled her tongue under them and reached back almost to his asshole. He tightened up his ass muscles and tried to hold back the explosion.
She mouthed his cock as if apologizing for having spent so much time with his nuts. She loved both places, under his asshole and blowing his cock, but the warhead was so much more sensitive. She had the power to make things happen here. She tasted the juices and rinsed it around inside her mouth, closed her eyes and savored the moment.
Then she laid her face against his thigh and kissed a spot there. His cockshaft stretched and pointed in the direction of her-but it was not long enough to touch. She flashed smiling eyes to question just how long could he make it. Having a big dick was all right for bush-league players, but what if she wanted the very maximum of his output? He continued to strain, determined that he was going to stretch his dickmeat until it reached her mouth, hoping that she was honest enough not to move the target-it would surely castrate him if he did not live up to her expectations. But he would because he loved good pussy, play the game and try new tricks. After all, that was the kind of fuck-partner he wanted. A bitch with a far-out head and a hot cunt for a lot of good fucking.
The first shock of not being able to reach the target made his dickhead shrivel back an inch. How badly did he want this? He looked down and saw her patiently waiting-pretending that this was not a game. If he took the dare, it would be. She casually let her tongue come out flat over the thigh, indicating that she was growing impatient. Then he thought of how good her pussy felt when he drove knee-deep into the cunt tube. And how she made her cunt pucker and squeeze his dick like a tube of toothpaste. He thought of how similar her mouth and pussy were. Nevertheless, she could make her lips and mouth do things that no cunt could. She loved it when he jammed his wad deep down her throat. She never gagged and never lost her cool. She was an expert and not a little girl like Dorie. Cybil truly loved going down, and each gush of semen was a testimony to her worth.
His prickhead was nearly at the oval lips ... she encouraged it by making slurping sounds. Then finally the dickhead rose up and penetrated the circle of lips. She closed the lips very lovingly, praising it with just a little saliva. Then her mouth captured it and boiled it with warmth. He exploded in her mouth with such a charge that it kicked her head back! She gagged! It was like a shotgun going off and spewing come shots everywhere, instead of buckshots. In a wild frenzy, she licked where the come had splattered-his thighs, his nuts were bathed in it, and her mouth was like a warm suction cup.
"You won't send me away, will you, Steven?"
He pulled her up and felt her furry snatch. The thighs were hot as fire when he pulled her panties down. She stood trembling, hugging herself, biting her bottom lip. He rubbed his nose over the soft strands covering the pussy mound. He sniffed the titillating pungent aroma.
His hands circled one of her thighs, caressing lightly so she would know how precious she was to him. She was truly a beautiful female, and much more so for letting him share her soul.. Their fucking was a meeting of inner spirits that could lift them right off the planet. He kissed the lips of her pussy and introduced his tongue. He purposely bypassed sucking her clitoris. He sucked away at the seepage of fluid inside her cunt. The last time they had fucked she had been so reserved! This time she wasn't holding back. It gave her a thrill when he licked into her pussy crevice; she opened up more and finally accepted him as her lover. He chewed her vulva as he had seen lesbians in movies do. His tongue came far up into her cunt hole; the walls immediately clamped down. The tongue was soon captured, and she was not going to let it get away. He held his tongue stiff and poked deeper. She rolled her ass and made her pussy take up the slack. She fucked his tongue in a series of tiny circles, screwing it further up into her twat. Now his nose was pressed hard against her clitoris and it was difficult to breathe. But the thrill and excitement of how deep his tongue-cock struck into her pussy overshadowed everything. He was about to get her off in a way she would never forget. He was man enough to hold on a little longer until she got her cookies completely busted.
The tip of his pointed tongue scratched the roof of her pussy hole, and she shuddered all the way down to her toes! The tongue did a butterfly motion, first to one side of her cunt and then the other. He repeated this several times until he had her humping her ass up and down. He was rocking the boat, making his tongue give her new directions to stir her pussy. He tongue-fucked her in so many places that she was wondering which hot spot she wanted to explode. It really felt good on the right side of her cunt until he would switch to the left or to the center. She was certain she would have come if he kept the tongue steady and straight, and not too fast. But he was purposely giving it to her in all places. It had driven her to a point where she did not care; if he would just hold his tongue long enough, she would go off instantly. But now they were having fun, and she found her whimpering turning into giggles. She had had an orgasm but it had sped past-but the overall goodness was sending spine-tingly sensations throughout her body ... the tongue was still poking, not knowing that she had reached her peak. She didn't want to disappoint his trying so hard, so she caught up to his pace and had another whammy ... and another.
Then she froze and savored how good it was, being so wet in her crotch and having this beautiful boy attend her down there.
It was time to fuck her now; her pussy was just the way he wanted it. Before, he had never had the patience to get her this hot, being in his father's house. But here he was king of his own castle, and any pussy that ventured through his doors was his meat.
He sat her down in the love-seat and raised both her legs high. Her pussy slit looked like a pink blossom, and he rubbed his dickhead down the center. It was too much dick to stick in her right away, so he continued teasing around the slit. He stuck it in her when the hole was good and wet, a tight squeeze, and he had to tease her clit to gain complete entrance to the snatch mouth.
"Kiss me," she whispered, "the mouth is very sensitive...."
Kissing her helped take his mind off blowing his stack.
"Fuck me hard while you're kissing me-that really turns me on. Then my pussy will be good and juicy for you."
His cockshaft kept one steady rhythm, and soon there came the popping sound of wet flesh as he was getting down to the bone.
"Rub my clit and my pussy won't be so tight ... and it makes continuous orgasms. It feels so good."
He didn't hear her, and she had to finger her clit herself. And then it was like a great bursting ball of sunshine exploding inside her cunt! He oozed in the glorious sensation and shut his eyes and felt himself falling ... far, far below, to the bottom of her cuntal depths. She opened her thighs to let him sink further. "I told you when I walked through your door that I am all yours. I'm giving you my pussy because I don't want any other man in this world to fuck me. Nobody else is ever going to stick a dick in me again. I promise you that, Steven."
"Don't say any more, baby. Just fuck me. Let's get down to it and quit bullshitting. Forgive me, baby, but I got to get all your cunt."
"I want you to."
"Yes, but you look so damn beautiful, so fragile ... and I'm sticking this big old dick in your tiny hole. I don't see how you can take so much."
"Because I love you. Don't be afraid to fuck what's yours."
"But you don't know how I have to hold back because of my size."
"Not with me, you don't have to hold back I'm older than those girls you've been fucking. Baby ... I need to be balled. And if I know there is love there too, there's nothing sexual I can't get into. It's all up to you, baby. I'm your pussy and you fuck me the way you get off best."
"I want to ram it through you-that's how good you look to me."
He gave her a good hard wham! She puckered up and whammed his dick back and added a spicy twist at the end of the stroke. "Harder, baby. Didn't you hear me say that I'm all yours?"
He knew that he had to get the thrill of pussy out of his head once and for all. He had never really fucked flat out, the way the crazy thoughts inside his head were telling him to do now. Did he dare? Was he man enough to enjoy pussy without guilt? Everybody should fuck all out just once before they kick the bucket. He had lusted and creamed in his drawers admiring her fleshy thighs. Now those thighs were open to him and his cock was as deep in her pussy as it could go. They had plugged into something so electrifying that it scared them both. Each trusting that the other knew what he was doing-what direction this wonderful sensation would take them....
There were goose pimples running up and down his spine, and his wet cockmeat felt as though it had been stuck into an open 500 watt circuit! His dickhead fizzled with electric tingles, needing the circuit-hot pussy to blow its fuse. At every point of contact between fuckshaft and cuntmeat there was a tremendous shock. There were thunderbolts of electricity that made their bodies jerk and go spastic-with each jerk came an orgasm. Each of his heartbeats spurted the precious semen into her flooding pussy hole. He couldn't stop the spastic fucking, and her pussy was spilling over, caking his penis with come. It was a much better fuck now because he was fucking in his own come and swimming in a sea of unearthly sensation.
Looking down at her slender waist and seeing how her hips curved so beautifully made him realized just how fragile the female was. She was soft to touch now that her pussy was boiling and sensitized. He touched her with a finger and she trembled and moaned. He brushed lightly down the sides of her arms, tenderly, knowing that his dick was making her feel wonderful. She was overly ripe, and her whole sumptuous body looked ready to pop, having no other way to set that explosion off but through her tiny pussy hole.
He gave her a good hard fuck and it rippled her back and made her snap her head! It was what she wanted and she encouraged him by reaching back and pulling his body closer. He fucked her more aggressively, thinking only of himself now. It was so funky that he needed something to steady himself so he grabbed her ass and churned the flesh. He gave her rapid strokes while she rolled her pussy. He went so fast that she froze and waited until he busted his nuts or ran out of gas.
He remembered the times when she was an out-and-out bitch. He fucked her for being a bitch with punishing jabs deep to her backbone. He held back to see how she was taking it, thinking he was acting a bit too much like a wild animal. Then he saw how she rolled her head and laughed joyously to herself, waiting for him to give her more of the same. She seemed to be telling him that she had waited a long, long time for a man who had the guts to get deep down in her cunt and beat out the demons that had made her so bitchy. Even with the five-minute burst of hard fucking, she was already feeling better about herself. Self-hatred had disappeared with each straight jab to the cervix!
He was a young boy, and there would be times when she would have to be direct with him. He had paused too long and that could give him too much time to think. "Don't stop, Steven, I like it this way...." She wiggled her ass and fucked back at his dickshaft.
The times when she had been compassionate with him flashed in his mind; he slowed his fucking and stroked more slowly, like a bow sweeping a violin. He barely moved his meat until he could feel her snatch throbbing in time with his heartbeat. He tightened his dickstring and teased to see how in tune her senses were. He stopped and waited. She contracted her walls as if to give him the ready signal; she understood what he was doing. She appreciated a man who could be this sensitive inside her cunt tunnel. A big cock was not worth shit if he could not work magic with it. They milked their fucking until they were exhausted by the sheer thrill of it.
They changed positions and she sat on his dick. She caressed his body while haunching her tail high enough that the pussy held only an inch of his dick. She gazed down at his face to see how good her pussy was to him; his face was screwed up in passion-and he was still red-hot. She gave him a fuck to the right, and he rolled his head. She came straight down on the cock and stopped-circled and sucked her cunt hole almost off his rod, but not disconnecting.
She rocked from side to side, letting his full erection slide up into her belly. She measured it to see how much she could take if he got carried away. Sitting on top of his cock she could fuck as she liked. It felt best to her when the hard cock, was strong and deep. She leaned forward on both arms and let her cunt do the fucking. She humped down on his fuckmeat violently-grunting, swinging her head-harder and harder she drove her cunt down on his cock. It was so good to him that he fucked back, bucking straight up, and shu rolled and pitched.
They stood up and he came behind her and rubbed his wet cock over her sweaty ass. He took a moment to stick it in her asshole, just to see if she was testy or not. She wiggled down on his cock without any prompting. He would not fuck he; this way, not now; he wanted to pile drive for awhile. She had told him to fuck and shoot his best shot, to do the things he enjoyed doing to a freak like her. She put one foot up on the cushion of the love-seat and bent over.
The horny expression on her face anticipating the length of his long long cock was so erotic that it made him shoot off. The come spurted over her asscheeks and dribbled down the sides of her ass. She was not sure what it was that she felt-not believing that he would go off again so quick. But when the warmth of the come made her shudder, she realized what had happened. She became more excited and looked back at him to see if it was over. His monster-sized cock was just waving and getting ready for another charge.
His big cock slipped into some of the hottest and best asshole imaginable. There was slight pain for her, but she was too lost in the goodness of stinging-hot cock.
"Well," he said after they had fucked out, " ... I guess I better look for employment to support the two of us."
"Oh Steven, I know we can make it."
"I'm not so sure. My father won't give me a dime after this."
"Don't worry, darling. I managed to put a little aside. I have over two hundred thousand dollars in a trust fund. We should do quite nicely on that until you can finish college. By that time you will be old enough to attain your inheritance."
"Far out. Then the only thing we have to worry about is how often we should fuck."
"And if there's any fucking-it will be for our benefit alone."