Chapter 4
"Tony, don't be an ass hole!" Karla said, seeing her boyfriend above her, Tony's naked body out on the rock above the pool. "You break your neck out in this goddamn backwoods retreat, and it would take me forever to get back any help. No phone, remember?"
"There's a doctor in Denning Creek," Tony said. "I saw his sign when I drove through there."
"And how far away would you say Denning Creek is, you silly-ass bastard?" Karla asked facetiously. "Three hours there, three hours back?"
"Granted, it's a bit more than a short walk; but, what makes you think that I'm going to break my neck anyway? I'm on the diving team at school, remember?"
"Diving into a swimming pool at that school of yours is one thing," Karla reminded. "Jumping off that rock into this pool is something else again."
"Your concern touches me to the depth of my being," Tony said, dramatically clutching his folded hands to his hair-covered chest. "But, honestly, I am a competent diver. I think I can safely make this rather inconsequential jump."
"I wish you wouldn't," Karla said, wondering why she was so nervous. Tony was right! He was on his school diving team. He had gotten more than his share of medals, set more than his share of meet records. Still....
Tony pretended he was going to jump, then pulled back at the last minute. He went through the motions of regaining his balance, finally giving Karla a wide grin.
Karla was not amused. "Funny," Karla told him. "Did I scare you?"
"Tony, for Christ's sake, quit acting like a kid. I have enough problems handling my sister without having another juvenile on the scene."
Tony leaned his back against the hard rock behind him and folded his arms across his chest.
"What is this apparent problem with MaryAnn?" Tony asked. "She acted as if she didn't know I was even planning to show up."
"Oh, she knew all right," Karla said. "She's just a little old-fashion. She needs someone to wake her up to the facts of life."
"Shall I volunteer?" Tony asked. He dropped a hand to his long-hanging cock and gave its flaccid length a lovong stroke. "I think my equipment could take on another cunt and still survive."
"I suggest you get those silly notions out of your head," Karla said, meaning it. "I have enough problems already without having MaryAnn take back tales of rape."
"You think I'd have to rape her?" Tony asked smugly. A few additional strokes of his hand over his penis made his cock grow heavier, made his prick stretch even further downward between his legs.
"Whether or not it was rape when it happened," Karla said, "MaryAnn would start feeling guilty about it; and, before long it would seem like rape to her, no matter what it had been."
"I think you're possibly underestimating your sister," Tony said.
"Maybe you're right," Karla said. "I guess I just want that fat cock of yours all to myself. And speaking of that big cock of yours, why don't you bring it on down here so that I can get a better look at it?"
"Okay," Tony said. And before Karla could protest, Tony had dived off the small shelf in the rocks. His streamlined and muscled body split the water with a good deal of splash. His tanned flesh then disappeared for a few seconds before it floated lazily toward the surface.
"Very funny!" Karla said, having felt her heart soar to her throat when she had watched Tony jump. She had felt basically the same way when she had seen the famed Mexican cliff divers exiting the rocks in Acapulco.
Tony paddled to the rock slabs bordering the pool. In the process of pulling himself out of the water, his right shoulder collapsed; and Tony gave a low groan.
"You see, you bastard," Karla said, hurrying over to the pool edge. "You did hurt yourself, didn't you?"
"It's nothing," Tony said coming free of the water. "I just sprained my shoulder or something. It's certainly not that broken neck you were predicting."
"Tony, you are a jackass!" Karla said, not knowing whether to be angry that Tony was hurt, or grateful that he wasn't hurt more seriously. She walked over to the sidelines, picked up one of the towels and threw it to her boyfriend. Karla noticed that Tony caught it with his left hand.
Karla sat down on a rock, watching Tony, well aware that Tony was in some pain as he proceeded to dry himself off.
Karla, though, soon decided it couldn't have been too serious, or Tony would have been grimacing far more than he was. So, she let her mind wander from Tony's recent silly exhibition of male bravura to concentrate simply on Tony's exquisite physique.
Tony, as far as Karla was concerned, had one of the best bodies she had ever seen. And, she had seen more than her share of naked men in her few short years.
Tony stood about five-eleven. He had a long, lean, but well-muscled body. He had black hair and Italian features that betrayed his Mediterranean ancestry. He had black eyes, a Roman nose, full lips. He had well-domed pectorals, washboarded abdominals. His chest and belly were covered with black hair that was all curly. He had a swimmer's legs and arm muscles. He had a nice firm ass. Karla was a sucker for a firm, male ass.
Karla was also a sucker for a big cock. And, Tony certainly came well-equipped in that particular department. Tony's cock was long and bulky. Uncircumcised, his foreskin never quite seemed to completely snout his cock corona even when his prick was completely flaccid. Semi-hard as his cock now was, his total cock tip was revealed, the prepuce rolled into a turtlenecking ring around the flaring of his corona. His cock mouth was deep and wet. His cock neck was a dark, almost chocolate brown, that allowed one large vein to show through along its left flank.
Tony's scrotum, fuzzed with more black hair, contained two enormous balls that seemed to be continually in movement. Those testicles were now hung low, but they had a tendency to convert to a grapefruit-like mass at the base of Tony's cock whenever the young man was close to orgasm.
Tony finished drying, dropping his towel to one side. His shoulder still hurt, but not bad enough to keep him from doing what he now proposed. Tony gave Karla a lewd wink.
"Want to fuck?" Tony asked, giving Karla a wide smile.
"Are you able, what with your present disability?" Karla asked, smiling back. "Shall we see?"
"Yea, maybe we better. Because if you can't perform, I'll have to work fast to get a replacement, won't I?"
"And, here I thought you invited me up here for my mind."
"You have a mind, do you?"
"How degrading to be thought of only as a sex object," Tony said, not finding it degrading at all. As a matter-of-fact, he had always felt more than a little flattered that girls were turned on to his exceptional body and his exceptional cock.
Karla, seeing Tony's cock getting bigger and thicker, decided that if she didn't start getting undressed right away Tony would be ready before she was. She had held off stripping before now, because, unlike Tony, she had never been excited by the prospect of cold swims or cold showers. While waiting for Tony to finish in the water, Karla had done no more than remove her shoes and socks to dangle her feet in the stream.
She was wearing a sweater. It came off easily, mussing her hair attractively in the process. Unlike MaryAnn, who had blonde hair, Karla had brown. Karla's hair was full and lush, tumbling in wide waves down around her face and to her shoulders. She had nicely-defined eyebrows, thick eyelashes, hazel eyes. Her mouth was a trifle too large for her face; but, few people noticed that, any more than they noticed that Karla's breasts were possibly a little too large for her body.
By the time Karla had removed her wrap-around skirt and was standing in only her brassiere and pink underpanties, Tony's cock had gone rock-hard.
But, then Tony never failed to get excited by Karla Crandale. She was one of the sexiest girls he had ever screwed. She was one of the few Tony could never seem to get enough of. There was just something about Karla's large breasts, her small waist, and her long, long legs which could always get Tony's prick standing at attention in no time.
"You know," Karla said, taking a minute to pull her gaze away from Tony's cock and survey the surrounding area, "maybe we had better wait until we get back to the cabin, huh? I don't see any place that looks at all comfortable for my poor back."
"Who says the only fuck position is with you on your back?" Tony asked. He had no intentions of waiting very much longer to plug his hot cock up Karla's pussy. He was hot, man! He was really hot!
"Well, as long as you're willing to let it be your back that gets all bruised and battered on the rocks...." Karla said, reaching both hands behind her back to unfasten her brassiere strap.
Karla's brassiere came free, dropping from right to left, leaving first one and then the other of her creamy white breasts uncovered.
Tony swallowed hard. God damn, but Karla's breasts were every man's dream. They were so big, so luscious, so perfect with their pimply quarter-size nipples.
"Who says the only fuck position is with me on my back?" Tony asked. He stepped right up, extending both hands. His fingers went claw-like around Karla's breasts. He felt the hardening nipples of her breasts against the palms of his hands.
Tony came in even closer, bending his head forward. He stuck out his tongue, licking the upper swellings of Karla's breasts. He then licked his way into Karl's deep cleavage and dragged his wet tongue on downward, coming out on Karla's flat belly. He came to a squatting position, rather than a kneeling one, knowing that the rock would be hard as hell against his knees.
Tony dropped his hands down from Karla's breasts, along her sides, down finally to her legs.
Karla quivered, her flesh covering with tiny goose bumps as Tony's fingers brushed along the silky smoothness of Karla's inner thighs.
Tony grabbed the soft meatiness of Karla's inner thighs, squeezing flesh with his enormous hands. Tony licked his hips, having, as he did, a mighty fine look at the curling vee of pubic hair that was visible behind the transparent curtain offered by Karla's silk underpants.
Tony ran his fingers up along the silk underpanties, feeling the heat of Karla's cheeky ass buns. Karla's buttocks were almost perfectly heart-shaped, neat and trim, with a sag.
"You are a real beauty, baby," Tony said, moving his lips down beyond Karla's navel, down along the slickness of her panties.
Tony reached for the elastic of Karla's panties, easing his fingers down beneath the material which clung sensuously to Karla's ass. Tony's thumbs stayed hooked on the waistband, pulling downward as Tony's fingers slipped into Karla's ass crease.
Karla held her breath, trembling all over at the feel of Tony's experienced hands and mouth. If there was one thing Tony knew how to do, it was how to get a girl really hyped.
Tony's hands slipped deeper down between the sheer tautness of Karla's panties and along the warmth of the young woman's ass. Karla squirmed as Tony's hands tugged her underpants down even further. The upper region of Karla's brown pubic hair came into view, followed by the rest of that veeing when Tony's efforts dropped the clinging material down over Karla's sleek, supple ass cheeks.
"Nice, baby ... damn nice," Tony commented, feeling his cock giving anticipatory little jerks as Tony's face moved in for a closer look at what Tony's cock was dying to spear.
Tony pulled harder on Karla's panties, rolling the material down until it dropped to a pooling around Karla's ankles. Karla stepped out of the silk, holding for support to Tony's shoulders as she did so.
"Ohhhhhhhh, you sexy stud!" Karla bleated when, after coming again to a complete standing position, she felt the wildly erotic brush of Tony's lips through the curling brown pubic hair on her sensitive cunt.
Tony kissed his way back to the insides of Karla's thighs, alternating her legs as he ran his damp tongue back and forth over Karla's goose-bumped flesh.
"Eat meeeeeeee!" Karla groaned as Tony's kissing again took him higher and higher along the soft and buttery tender whiteness of Karla's thighs.
Karla could feel the top of Tony's head brushing with the hair on her tight-lipped pussy. Tony's hair tickled Karla's cunt.
Karla's hands dropped to Tony's head, holding to his thick black hair. Karla's large, perfect breasts, pink-nippled, were misting with perspiration. Her rib cage was expanding and contracting as Karla began easing Tony's face closer and closer yet to Karla's loins.
Tony's kisses took him far up along the inside of Karla's left leg, up beyond the milky softness of her thigh to the steaming coral-lipped slit of Karla's hair-fringed pussy. And when Tony's snake-like tongue darted out to make contact with Karla's sensitive sexual crack, Karla jerked convulsively as if she had been shot through with a thousand volts of electricity.
Tony's tongue lashed out, delivering yet another wide-wet swiping along the entire length of Karla's sexual cleft.
"Oh ... sweet ... sweet ... Jesus!" Karla moaned, her voice cracking with the pleasurable sensation of Tony's cunnilingus. She ground her cunt closer into his face. She used her hands to keep his head firmly in place.
Tony, though, wasn't about to go any place else-at least for the moment. He had always liked the taste of female cunt, ever since he had first gone diving for it at a very young age. And, Karla had one particularly fine-tasting pussy.
Tony's long tongue swept once again the sweet-flavored slit of Karla's cunt. Tony moved his lips in, kissing her crack, forcing her slice open like the edges of a buttery pastry. As he did so, his tongue licked up the delicious flavors that flooded over his taste buds.
"Ohhhhhhh, you do that sooooooooo good!" Karla whispered, her legs going weak as Tony continued the caresses of his tongue against Karla's most sensitive , regions.
Tony's wriggling tongue tip finally worked its way in between the fleshy pink folds of Karl's moist pussy ... finding the budded little erection of Karla's clitoris.
"Eeeeeeeiiiiiiii!" Karla squealed as Tony's lips ovaled over the sensitive little nub of flesh. As Tony sucked mercilessly, rolling the clitoris between his pursed lips and flicking it with his tongue, Karla bleated again. "Oooooooooeeeiiiiiiii ... it feels so ... so ... good ... stud! It feels so ... so ... good!"
Tony's tongue suddenly seemed to be everywhere at once. Its hot licking went wild. It kept returning again and again to Karla's budded clitoris, tormenting, flicking, teasing Karla to the point of delicious anguish.
"OOHHHHHHH ... FUCK ... YESSSSSSSS!" Karla cried out shrilly. Her fingers closed in tightly on Tony's scalp, pushing Tony's head deeper into Karla's crotch. Karla's pelvis bucked forward, grinding the sizzling moistness of her pussy into Tony's already juice-smeared face.
Karla climaxed on Tony's tongue, lost suddenly to everything but the exploding holocaust that was burning in her groin and sunbursting into the base of her brain.
"LOVER ... LOVER ... CUNT-EATING ... SONOFABITCH'N ... LOVER!" Karla screamed.
And a few yards away, concealed in the trees, MaryAnn watched. She had been standing there for a long time. Too long. She had wanted to turn away, but she had been fascinated by Tony's naked body. She had been hypnotized by the way Tony had bowed down before Karla's body and worshiped it with his mouth and tongue.
MaryAnn, not really wanting to, pulled her gaze off the perverted display of sex that was still in progress. MaryAnn was not only revolted by what she had seen, but she was revolted by the fact that she had been so affected by it. She felt frankly ill at ease that her cunt had gotten all wet and juicy while she had watched. She was guilty somehow in that her cunt had begun tingling like crazy while it was Karla's cunt Tony was eating.
EATING! JESUS, YES, EATING! TONY QUANTOS HAD BEEN EATING KARLA'S CUNT!
MaryAnn, natural lubricating oils drooling from her hair-fringed pussy and running down her leg, began suddenly to flee back toward the cabin.
Oh, she should have never come to this place! She ... simply ... should ... have ... never ... come!