Chapter 2
Sucking a big, hard cock was all that she cared about. She had not had any dick from Steven for months. She was not about to rush this moment now that she finally had him all to herself. She held his prick lovingly in her small fingers before peeling back the foreskin. Steven, sweetheart that he was, did not realize what a monstrous cock he had. Any girl would consider herself lucky, no matter how you looked at it, to have a sweet guy like Steven who had such a gigantic root. And poor Steven, he was practically still a virgin-like putty in her hands.
She let go of his dick long enough to pull off her blouse. She stood there a moment in her sheer briefs-long enough to let his eyes feast on her slender body. She shook the long brown hair from her sexy eyes and pushed her jutting breasts forward-just in case the year's absence had made him forget how sumptuous they were to behold. He stared almost dumbfounded. His cock was aching and throbbing to have her get back to sucking it off.
She sank slowly to her knees in front of him. Her hands recaptured his fuckmeat. In her fantasy, his dick was longer than a baseball bat. (In reality, it nearly hung down to his knees.) She nibbled at his belly button and felt him plant both legs more firmly to maintain his balance. His baseball-sized dick had now hardened into a spear that was stabbing her naked tits. She rolled his-cock between them, bending it just a little so the come-slit in the crown kissed her stiff-pointed nipples.
She cupped her right tit and rolled it around his dickhead. Steven loved it. He looked down between his hairy legs to watch her teasing him with her fantastic knockers.
Her head dropped lower until she was looking up at his cock. Then she -lined her mouth up in a straight line with his dick. She emphasized this by licking her lips sensuously until they were wet and juicy, trying to tease him even more. But she could not wait any longer to taste his meat. She pressed the side of her pretty face into his crotch. His pubic hair titillated her soft cheek. She smiled out of pure satisfaction,-she was at last where she wanted to be more than anywhere else in the world!
She smoothed her face against his dick. The red crown rubbed over her lips and under her nose. Then she pulled back and began jacking him off with her hand. The piston movements of her fist soon brought his cock to maximum length and hardness. She heard him groan painfully, blissfully, holding on for dear life.
Satisfied that his root had not been sucked off by some other bitch, she took her cock into her hot mouth. His dick was already dripping hot juice. Good. He had been turned on by undressing her and seeing her naked body. She squeezed the end of his tube to make the come squirt out. The flat of her tongue caught it and she flicked it back inside her mouth. She rinsed it around over the roof of her mouth and then swallowed it. She swallowed it. She loved the fresh taste of a hot glob of semen when it first flopped into her mouth. It had been too long since she had last tasted Steven's. His semen tasted like a fully grown man's now. Steven was no longer a sweet little boy who had the huge young cock that he didn't know what to do with. She could hardly wait until he fucked her with it, just to see if he had learned any new tricks.
More come squeezed from his tube. It was salty, sweet, delicious. She loved come and hated it at the same time. A man's come signified more than just a mere bodily function to her. Semen was the essence of how much a man thought about the pussy he was fucking. That was a cold fact of life, no matter how gross it might seem. But when a guy shot off, it was the most honest expression of how turned on he was for the woman. Steven never failed to give her buckets of come when she sucked him off good enough. This was her way of knowing just how much he enjoyed her talents.
Make no mistake about it. Sucking cock was definitely an art. The shortage of males deemed it so these days. A lot of young ladies who might have though they would never resort to sucking a pud had been forced to do so. The feminist movement dictated that being a liberated female automatically made you a cocksucker; cocksucking was safe in that a female did not have to totally commit herself. Getting a man's big dick to shoot off was a lot easier than risking one's security. Being liberated meant that a woman must try to be equal with a male; but most women, like herself, couldn't do that. She enjoyed moving things around inside her head, being in different situations with different types of men. The way she was moving thoughts and fantasies around inside her head now, made sucking Steven's hard cock all the better.
She got into a thousand horny trips when his fuckmeat was in her mouth. It was a good feeling knowing that she could relax as at no other time. A good cocksucking was the one sexual act that she knew for sure that her man dug. She had given him her pussy at right angles, and left angles, tight, big, soupy, upside down, and she was never really sure if he had fully enjoyed fucking her. Oh, sure, he shot off inside her cunt, but men shoot off without the help of a female when they beat their meat. But the look he had on his face now was like a guarantee that she was doing it to him-doing it so good he would want to come back for more.
She knew that to satisfy a man nowadays, a single female must stand in silent competition with every young dyke on the make. Although the dykes are invisible, they war a shadow in every bedroom today. Each time that she went down on a cock she felt almost paranoid, thinking that a dyke was standing over her shoulder just waiting to pounce on her if she made the wrong move.
With one hand she lifted his cock so that it stood straight up against his navel. She ducked her head, as though ashamed to let him see her, and buried it under his nuts. His asshole was too long a reach for her tongue from that position-and she did not want to be too undignified, so she contented herself with just toying with his balls in her mouth. They were fun to rinse with her tongue. It was like holding all of his power and sensitivity in her mouth Then she dropped the sac from her mouth and began licking his hairy thighs. Hmmmm ... here was another example of how much strength there was in his body. She was a thigh-freak. It turned her on to see his big dick hanging down between his muscular thighs. She thought about how he crushed her with them when he was about to get a good, hard come-shot. Every muscle and fiber in his being became taut as a violin string ... and he tried to fuck as deep into her cunt as he could.
"Oh Steven ... baby...."
Her mouth was over his dickhead again. He reached down and held her head in his hand.
"It's so good. Oh, if you only knew how I've dreamed of this moment. My roommate sucks cocks all the time-you know how things are on campus. But I've been faithful to you. I fought my horniness and I fought it and I waited for you...."
"Oh Dorie, you just don't know what you do to me.
"No, baby, it's my treat. Your cock looks so big. Even bigger than I remember. Doesn't it hurt?"
She pulled back and let the dick lie in her palm. She leaned forward and poked her pointed tongue into the eye of the crown. He jerked his hips back and then fucked out at her mouth. She giggled and blew a kiss at his huge root.
"It drives me crazy. Gawd, I'm always so fuckin' horny. I feel like I'm walking on three legs sometimes."
"Ohhh baby," she purred, " ... it's all right now. I'm here and I'm going to make it all better. I just want to suck it some more, okay? Just to get used to the taste again?"
"I kept it hard for you, baby."
"Did you jack off?"
"I had to, Dorie."
"I know, I had to finger my snatch a lot. I thought I was too much of a puritan at first, but Gawd, it gets to be such misery."
"I know. I thought about how we used to ball in Kingsport when we were kids. Remember that time I fucked you on the beach and the sand got in your bathing suit ... and inside your pussy ... how long it took to wash you off?"
"Remember how scared I was when I saw that cock of yours for the first time? How I cried and carried on?"
"You were such a sweet, naive little girl then."
She looked up from his cock, "Aren't I sweet now?" The voice was that of a angel child's. "You know I love you."
"Oh, you just love me because I suck your cock so good."
"Don't be silly. Any girl could do that."
"Ohhhh?" She let his prick fall from her palm. "I didn't mean it that way. You know what I mean."
She stood up and folded her arms across her chest.
"You've been seeing other girls, haven't you? You let some other girl suck on my dick!"
"Your dick?"
"That's right! You said it was my dick for as long as I wanted it! You know that you have a big cock and other girls are going to want it. The least you can do is try and resist, especially since I'm here at Berkeley and you're way up there in Washington. That makes me feel like shit. You goddamn men!"
She stomped away from the couch into the kitchen. He stood there waving his arms in horny frustration. He followed her into the kitchen. She looked down to see his half-limp dick flopping from one thigh to the other.
"Come on, Dorie. Are you bullshitting me? Are you gonna pull one of your fucked-up games on me? I don't wanna play games." He suddenly realized that he was pissed off and shouting at the top of his voice.
"Don't you raise your voice at me! If you're going to shout and try to impose your sexist male horseshit on me, we can say good night this minute."
She pushed him away from the refrigerator. "What the fuck did I do? I told you I haven't been screwing anybody else. Can't you tell?" He waved his dong at her. "Does this look like I'm in dire need or doesn't it?"
"Do you mind?" He moved aside and she opened the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk. "I guess you think because you have the big, superdick of all time, you can pretty much have your way, huh? I bet those little sluts up there at Washington U. just fell at your feet and begged you to let them suck you off-didn't they?"
"Why are you drinking milk at a time like this?"
She held up her glass for him to see.
"There's more cream in my pussy than in this glass of milk."
"I'd like to cream you."
She sat down in a chair and looked up at him with a devilish glint in her eyes. She spread her legs and poured the glass of milk over her thighs and her cunt-mound.
"Didn't you say you were weaned on milk...?"
He stared between her legs and moved toward the chair. His dick proceeding him by a mile.
"You've got a good fuck coming. You know that?"
"Well ... you've certainly got the dick for it."
He knew he should have snatched her up from that chair and thrown her down and fucked the hell out of her. But Dorie looked so damn good. Her slender body looked so warm and in need of a good stiff dicking. He loved it when she played the cat-and-mouse game to arouse him. They had done it since they were kids; she knew more about his sexuality than he did. Steven knew the bit with the milk was to tell him she wanted her pussy eaten. It was her way of telling him about the long nights, when she wanted to get a hard dick up her cunt, but remained faithful and waited for him to fuck her.
Steven's eyes feasted over her body. Her tits spouted upward and her pink nipples were hardening. They wanted his mouth on them, sucking their sweet juices.
He stood before her with his dick inches from her mouth. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was wide open, trembling, hoping he would not drag her over the coals like she had teased him to a fine crisp. Instead of shoving his dick into her mouth, he kissed her hard. Their tongues danced together until he felt her squirm and reached up to put her arms around his neck to pull him down. He dropped to his knees so that he was facing her open cunt-hole.
At first he just stared at her: how the fine growth of pussy hairs covered her center and the last traces of an untanned ass-flesh it had been a long, cold, rainy winter in Berkeley. Dorie was ready.
She had a nice little nest growing around her pussy slit. He kissed the insides of her thighs, sucking the tender flesh into his mouth. His tongue licked across her juicy pussy and onto the other thigh. She twitched with disappointment that he didn't pause to kiss her cunt. But he wanted her so hot that her cunt would melt when he put his dick into her.
As he kissed the insides of her thighs, his hand came up under her cheeks, partially lifting her ass off the chair. She arched her snatch out toward him, thinking he wanted a better angle at her twat. He put a finger into her pussy and she leaped off the chair. He set her down. She was so hot she could not stand for him to touch her any place near the pussy. Then, very slowly, he spread her pussy apart to expose the hardness of her clitoris. There it stood, twitching like a pink steeple.
When his tongue touched the clit, she moaned and tried to draw back. He licked some spit over it to juice it up a bit. Then he licked it fully, until she squirmed, making her ass grind and circle.
Her pussy was wet and slimy. He liked it that way; it told him he did not have to do much more to get her hot. Her pussy was leaking like a faucet now and it would be easy to stick his dick into her cunt tube. But he had become engrossed in how good he could make her feel by sucking her snatch out. When he tasted just one side of her pussy, it was like the fire and fuck-heat shifted to that side of her body. Her vulva was like flower petals blooming open. He sucked the cuntal lips into his mouth and made his tongue play over them. At the same time he squeezed her ass the way you would mold putty.
He stuck his tongue deep inside her pussy, stretching it as far as it would go. The juices and slime inside her pussy were getting into his nose, but he didn't give a shit. It was good to be inside her cunt-hole. He twirled his tongue around and teased the roof of her pussy. He knew her cervix was somewhere in there, but much deeper than his tongue could reach. He would have to save that for his dick. He would be able to reach all the distant corners of her cunt when he screwed her.
It became more exciting when she forgot herself, something she seldom did, and began fucking back at his tongue. You would have to understand what Dorie is all about to appreciate the fact that she finally became more aggressive in their sexual union. She is, you might say, like a Siamese cat finicky, proud, arrogant. If you want to cuddle and be lovey-dovey, she doesn't. You can only hold her when she feels the need. Like a cat with a puritanical religious background, Dorie loved to be petted when she was ready.
Her pouring the milk over her legs and into her pussy came as a complete surprise to him. Maybe going to college in Berkeley had, as she implied, made her a liberated woman. That thought made him want to fuck her right away. To hell with the love play; he wanted his cock inside her cunt to see if it still belonged to him. He admitted to being chauvinistic that way, and he took full responsibility for seeing that she never went without his cock. This summer he intended to do a thorough job of "giving her all the cock she had missed during the school year.
He stood up. She wanted to suck his cock some more, but he told her that it was time to fuck and fuck hard. Her face pinched, looking at how big and stiff his fuckmeat was. He led her to the kitchen table. He had a quick view of her nice, round asscheeks and cunt hair between.
She instinctively knew what position he wanted her to take. She leaned over the table and arched her beautiful ass up toward him. She cocked her head and looked back, then stood wide-legged to give his cock an easy target.
Dorie was looking down at how big and long his cock was and how her tiny pussy appeared between the billowing buttocks. Steven was afraid that he would shoot off before he got his dick inside her pussy. He came up behind her and put his dick against the slimy lips.
He took his time in getting psyched up, admiring the shapely ass and how totally helpless her asshole looked. She had such a sweet little asshole-no bigger than a pinpoint. He had never fucked her in the asshole, simply because he knew his massive cock would cause her too much pain. But there was more pain for him to want it and not be able to have it.
After five minutes he had finally worked his prickhead two inches into her pussy. The way Dorie was screaming bloody murder, you'd think his entire huge fuckmeat were "nut-deep" in her cunt. Her pussy was good, and having such a cute, soft ass to touch heightened his sensation. There was something about a nice, soft ass ... so round and pretty, and the pinpoint-small asshole....
It was like a billion explosions going off all at once when he stuck his dickshaft deep into her hot pussy tunnel. She did things with her pussy that he was sure she was not aware of. She had a "biting" pussy, but not hard to the point where it distracted from his rising come-shot. A pussy that really was appreciative for having captured a big, long dick. When she was aware of his dickhead swelling (because he couldn't stand it a moment more), she would make her pussy clamp down on his shaft. The cunt-muscles gripped the cock to let her inner walls massage it. When she released the pressure he was then able to continue to stroke inside her.
She gave him an honest fuck; cock making the cunthole feel good, cunt-hole making the cock feel good-not necessarily in that order. She fucked as if there wasn't going to be a tomorrow ... another moment wasn't worth a husky fuck unless she could prolong the deep fuck-stroking she was getting. She held still, content to let him work his hard cock around and around in her box. He knew he was filling her up like a balloon about to pop, so he had to slowfuck to let her cuntal pleasures catch up to his dick-throb. While he waited, he caressed her ass and felt her thighs and teased her clit. She threw her head back and flung her long, brown hair out of the way. Feeling his fingers on her clitoris made her grind back onto his dick ... and the cockhead slipped full into her cervix. There was still a lot more of cock left to put in her pussy.
"Did you miss me?" she asked.
"Yes, yes...." He was barely able to stand another hard stroke or dick-milking cunt twitch.
"Tell me the truth. Is my pussy still good to you?"
"You know it is."
"I was afraid you would give your dick to some other girls."
"You know this is the only pussy I want."
"Really? You love me ... and not just for sticking your cock in?"
He fucked her a hard one that vibrated through her lovely body all the way up to her navel. She had to catch herself and hold firm to the table.
"I'd rather fuck than eat."
"That's what scares me-I know you do."
"No other girl's cunt is just like your pussy. You have what I need. I can't do without it-like a dog and his master-I don't mind being obedient to your pussy because it's so fucking good."
She believed him. She cocked one leg up on the chair next to the table. Now she had one leg up and one leg on the floor, which demonstrated that she cared for him an awful lot, to let him have his way with that much dick: a mixture of TNT, about to explode her tiny pussy, stuck way up in her hole.
She said, "Get it the way you want it, baby."
Any time they fucked it was not complete until she whispered these words to him. She knew that he was pussy-crazy and much aware of the king-sized dickflesh he wielded. For the next few moments she would sacrifice her entire being, and her fragile pussy, to the raging storm inside him ... to be ejected out through his big dick. She knew that after he had shot his first load, his prick was much easier to manage. And that he would then settle down, having gotten the monkey off his back, and fuck her at a pace that she could get into. It would be the best fuck in the world when she could contribute. But first she must take the hard heat and sting from his cock.
"Have I gained much weight since you last saw me?" She knew he loved her ass. Sometimes he would shoot off in his pants when she wore shorts that emphasized the contours of her lovely ass.
"Beautiful, baby...."
"All the other girls are on diets. But I save my goodness for you. I know you like me to be soft to the touch. Except, it is embarrassing when all the men whistle at me; they say I have a cute fanny. But it's not for them to look at. It's your ass ... for you, baby. All of me is-for you alone."
He shot off just as his dickhead popped out of her cunt-hole. The come splattered over her asscheeks and she quickly spun around. She was there under his penis to catch the second hot discharge of come in her mouth.
More spunk shot from his dickhead. She rubbed and smeared the jism over her face and chin. He looked down and saw her joy in receiving it. He shot off again.
"Wow, that was a lot! You were really horny."
As she said this, she continued to rub the wet fuckmuscle down the side of her neck and under her chin, as if the juice was more precious than life.
She took his hand and pulled him out of the kitchen toward the bedroom. "You come with me. I can't handle your big dong in these funny positions. Let's go try it on my water bed. I can cope there."
Her smile said that he was going to get a lot more of her steamy cunt.
She crawled on top of him and fitted her pussy over his hard cock. Her thighs scissored his prick and it stuck up between her legs like a periscope, wiggling the dickhead ... looking about and wondering where the pussy had fled. The warmth of her thighs was so good that the root ejected more come.
She kissed him and slowly felt herself go off in a delicious orgasm.
"You just made me come by kissing me...." she informed him. Her face turned a shade of pink. "You don't believe me, do you? It's true. Just lying down on top of your hot dick makes me have an orgasm. I've been dying to get you in this bed."
He kissed her again. "How about that time?"
She shook her head, rolled over and opened her crotch. "It's going to take a little more this time."
He climbed between her thighs and readied his penis.
"Two for me and one for you-that's not equal, is it?"
"You better know it," his voice was drowned out by their lips meeting in a prologue to the big dick's insertion.
His cock sliced deep into her pussy. She clung to his muscular body to handle his rapid thrusting. She felt her snatch opening up and her mind floating on a cloud. She raised her legs when she felt herself going off for the third time. He reared back and doubled her legs until her knees were touching her chest. Now he had a clear target, to fuck as deep and far as he wanted. He loved it when her pussy was hot enough to permit the full penetration of his long, thick joint. And he knew she loved his cock when it was deep enough in her cunt to make all her senses come fully alive.
She loved the almost unbearable pleasure his cock gave her. He was so considerate with his weapon after he had shot his rocks one time. He stuck it hard against her cervix, then froze to jelly-fuck her, letting the goodness saturate her whole body. Then he pumped her up and down with short, stabbing strokes to heighten the friction of the tight fit. It was a sensation that made her fuzzy pussy sizzle. She rolled her hips and teased him back, to lure him to fuck her faster and harder.
It ended suddenly with an explosion that rocked the water bed. For a long moment she held her breath and floated, letting the last ounce of pleasure fill her spasming cunt.
Afterwards Dorie and Steven, beautifully exhausted, lay on the water bed chatting quietly. They had been childhood sweethearts, growing up in Kingsport, California, where Steven's father owned a large cattle ranch. Dorie's family lived only ten miles away. Her father was a retired corporate lawyer. Steven's old man was a millionaire who owned a major newspaper chain. After Steven and Dorie graduated from high school, they decided to go away to college. Steven enrolled in Washington University and Dorie, being somewhat of a radical, enrolled in the University of California. The school year ended last Friday and Steven had stopped off in Berkeley to give Dorie a ride to Kingsport. He was not at all happy with the prospect of returning to spend an entire summer there.
"Steven, you have to face up to your father sooner or later. Running away all your life won't help the situation.. I want to get married, and you promised."
Steven caressed a line from her fully blown thighs all the way up to her nipples. He teased her there and observed how the nipple rose and became prickly and hard.
"I'm not running away, and I'm not dodging responsibility. There is a certain way to approach Dad. You know what he's like when he's riled up."
"Well, will you promise me one thing?"
"I don't know."
"Promise me that while we're home this time, you'll at least discuss your inheritance and our plans to get married."
"He won't give me the money until I turn twenty-five, so what's the point of my embarrassing myself? My twenty-fifth birthday is still a long away. And until that time I really don't care to have anything to do with my father, or that stepmother of mine. Her especially. How could he have married a woman like that? She's a gold digger and I don't know what else...."
She took a fistful of stiff cock and began pumping it up and down. It rose and flagged the air. "Sweetheart, I know how you feel about your family. But please remember that I'm involved in all of this too. You virtually hold my life in your hands."
He dropped his head to suck her tit, and she looked down her nose, wondering if he wanted to fuck again.
"All right, knock it off. Don't be so pushy. I'll have the whole summer to think about it. Let's concentrate on now, I haven't seen you for a whole semester. Have you been making it with any of these radicals here at Cal? Did you give anybody my pussy?"
She let go of his penis and it flopped down on his belly. He released his grasp on her tit. They stared at each other waiting to see who would smile first.
"I consider that a chauvinistic statement. I am not your property and U.C. is not a radical school. No ... don't touch me. Just keep your fucking hands off me!"
"Hey ... come on, suck my dick again...."
"Nope. Like you said, there's no need to rush. After all, we will have the whole summer to screw each other. Remember ... we don't want to wear my cunt out."
"I take it that you're pissed now?"
"Forget it, Steven. And let's get dressed, because my roomie will be coming home soon. I don't want her to know that I gave you any pussy."
"Why, for crissake?"
"Because for six months I've been shooting off my mouth about how you don't deserve me. Any man who would let his woman stay horny for that length of time, doesn't deserve good pussy. You could have flown down here to see me at least one weekend."
"I didn't have any bread."
"Somehow it seems strange to hear that from a millionaire's son."
"Will you cut that shit out, huh? I don't want to hear about it."
"Ohhhh ... fuck you!"
She leaped out of bed with a big smile, picked up the pillow, and threw it in his face. He rolled from the bed and the chase was on.