Chapter 5
Kristy hesitated only a split second. She heard Wendy slip back down the slope. She whirled, ready to rush back down to help the girl, when Wendy yelled for her to keep running.
Instinctively, Kristy obeyed. She clawed her way up the side of the hill. She reached the top and crouched low on the shoulder, praying that some other car would come along just then. But the highway was empty, except for the van parked only a couple of hundred feet back up the road.
The headlights were aimed right at her. Anyone in the truck could easily see her when she made the dash across the road.
She took a deep breath. She looked back down the slope toward Wendy. She saw the girl, captured like a paralyzed fawn in the bright beam of the flashlight, waiting for the slaughter.
"Oh, Wendy," Kristy moaned quietly. She felt torn between escape and safety for herself, or rushing back down the hill to the aid of her best girl friend.
Kristy watched the boy approach Wendy. She stood there, fascinated, while the boy played the bright light down over Wendy's body. But a crunching sound tore her attention back to her own predicament.
A dark shadow was moving quickly toward her from the direction of the truck, avoiding the headlights. Wendy jumped, and ran across the road. She hesitated only for the briefest second at the edge of the slope, then forced herself over, and down into the woods. Oh, shit. It was swampy ground over here. The trees were dense, and the underbrush was almost impassable. As she tried to run, she felt the sharp, hard thorns catching at her stockings, ripping the nylon from her flesh, stabbing into her skin, scratching her badly.
Her long legs sank into the disgusting slime and scummy water, smearing her legs with muck and twigs and leaves, and splashing the filth up onto her blouse, her face.
It was awful, but she had to keep moving. She could hear her pursuer crashing through the undergrowth, splashing through the water after her. Her breath came in ragged gasps. Her heart was hammering, her lungs exploding with agony.
The boy behind her shouted out a warning, trying to scare her even more than she already was.
"Watch out for the snakes, baby. They're all over in here."
Oh, Jesus, Kristy thought. She shivered and whimpered with horror. Her stomach did flip-flops. Every touch of a loose limb or a trailing vine became the slithering attack of a giant snake. She began crying.
Blinded by her own tears, Kristy bumped into a tree and stunned herself. She stood there, shaking her head to clear it of her terror. She felt a hand on her shoulder. She screamed.
Jerry turned her to face him, hugged her to his body. She went into his arms almost gratefully. She was glad the chase was over. She just wanted to get the hell out of this swamp. Even if it meant being raped.
"Easy, baby. It's okay now. I'll take care of you. I'll take real good care of you," Jerry whispered, stroking Kristy's soft blonde hair with one hand while he held her tightly to him with the other.
"Oh, please, just get me out of here," Kristy begged, wiping her teary cheeks against the boy's shirt.
"Sure, honey. Sure, baby. Let's just not rush things too fast, okay?"
Kristy let the boy stroke her hair. She felt the cold, scummy water lapping softly at her knees. Her shoes had been lost somewhere in the muck, and she felt her feet buried deep in the thick lumpy goo of the swamp floor. She was exhausted, defeated. She clung to Jerry's body, letting her tears subside.
"Good girl," he told her, purring into her ear. He forced her to lean back against the tree trunk. "Relax, doll. Let old Jerry take care of everything."
Kristy nodded weakly. She didn't fight his hand as she felt him stroke down the side of her neck to her shoulder, then move along the collar of her blouse to the front of her throat. He fingered the button open, and spread the material away from her skin.
She lifted her chin and let him kiss her throat. It even felt good. He tongued the throbbing pulse at the side of her neck. He sucked at the pulsing artery like a loving vampire.
Kristy felt his other hand slip from around her waist and move to the front of her thighs. She whined softly as his hand stroked very lightly over the sensitive flesh above the tops of her ripped stockings, feeling the taut garter straps. She could sense his teasing, his fingertips avoiding the front of her taut panties for the moment, savoring his conquest.
The bark of the tree was rough against her back. Jerry pressed her harder against it. He stepped in closer and held her locked between his big body and the tree behind her.
His hand found her cunt.
"Uh," Kristy groaned. Her body twitched at the sudden touch. She twisted her head, pulled a few strands of her hair that caught in the rough bark.
"Oh, no," she whispered. Her hands were hanging limply at her sides. She had no strength left to fight him. He was too strong for her even if she had.
"Be cool, babe," Jerry whispered to her. His lips nuzzled her warm throat, kissing and sucking at the girl's smooth skin.
"Mmmmm," Kristy moaned low in her throat. She felt the warmth growing in her body . She had been so fucking horny this evening, back at the disco. She had wanted to find some young stud, and let him fuck her pussy. She couldn't stand being a fucking virgin. Oh, God, but she didn't want to be raped. She didn't want to have her first fuck take place out here, in a swamp. She wanted a nice place, with a fireplace, comfort, music.
Jerry kissed her cheek, moved his mouth over hers. Her lips responded at once, sucking at his mouth like a leech. She gasped in her own surprise. Her mouth went wild against his, sucking his lips, thrusting her tongue against them, nipping at them with her lovely teeth.
Jerry opened his mouth and sucked the girl's hot tongue inside, suctioned it hard. Kristy winced at the pain deep in her mouth. It felt like Jerry was going to rip her tongue out by its roots.
Her face rolled against his as she ground her lips harder against his mouth. Her tongue ached. Jerry bit down on the very tip of the soft warm tongue, and Kristy cried out.
But her attention was mostly on the boy's hand. His fingers clawed at the leg holes of her panties. His fingernails scratched the soft flesh where her thighs joined her body, both tickling and hurting at the same time.
Jerry sucked her tongue harder. His hand moved to the thin straps of her garter belt, his fingers worked underneath them. He gripped the strap, and yanked. It snapped free of her torn stocking. He reached around to the strap at the back of her thigh and ripped it off the stocking, too. Then he pushed the stocking down her thigh. It slid down to her knee, a useless mass of shredded nylon floating around her leg on the water.
Kristy's leg was stained and scratched from her run through the swamp. It was coated with mud and bits of dead leaves, and soaked with swamp water. She shivered as Jerry pulled his mouth from hers, knelt, and began cleaning her leg with the cold water.
It was a tender act, and his stroking hand felt good. Kristy held onto his shoulders, and twisted her thigh so he could wash the back of her leg, too.
Then, he did the same thing with her other leg. She helped him strip off the nylons from her feet. She shivered only slightly as she pressed her feet back down into the cold muck.
He hugged her again. She clung to him for the warmth of his body. She was freezing cold. Her whole body felt chilled to the bone. Her lower legs, in the water, were numb.
"Let's get this blouse off you, honey," Jerry whispered. Kristy nodded. She lifted her arms to her shoulders as Jerry quickly unbuttoned the front of her blouse, then she drew the loose material back off her shoulders and down her arms.
"Don't hurt me," she whispered against the boy's chest as he hugged her again. She felt him draw her toward him, away from the tree, and his fingers fumbled with the strap of her bra, high up between her shoulder blades. She felt the strap unhook, and the bra cups loosen. He pushed her back against the tree, and hauled the bra straps off her shoulders, yanked the cups from her large tits.
"Beautiful," he said. "You got a real nice pair of tits, baby. Not like your girl friend back there, but not bad."
Kristy jerked at the mention of her friend. She gulped and started to push the boy away from her. But he bent down and took one of her chilly nipples between his teeth, and began licking and nipping it into life.
Kristy moaned when she felt her nipple responding almost immediately. Her nipple bloomed into a hard nub of exquisitely sensitive flesh. Jerry sucked the button hard, his tongue lashing back and forth over the very tip, sending jolt after jolt of tingling pleasure deep into Kristy's firm young tit.
It took her several moments to realize she was kneading the back of the young man's neck, curling the short hair in her trembling fingers.
Her tit quickly warmed under the licking tongue. Her moans grew louder. Her fingers began clawing at his neck.
Jerry smiled as he felt the young teen's response. She was horny and ready for fucking, he could tell. Her hips gave a slight lurch forward. Hell, Jerry thought, this kid probably didn't even know how badly she needed it. His cock was rigid in his pants. He grinned as he remembered Jim, running like crazy after that other broad with his cock hanging out of his pants like an elephant's trunk.
He needed it pretty damn badly himself, he knew. He'd never thought of himself as a rapist. He couldn't really think of himself like that now. He was just pleasing a girl. She wasn't fighting, was she? Fuck, no. She was getting hotter by the fucking second.
He shook the thoughts away, and sucked her nipple harder, making Kristy gasp with the sharpness of the pain. It felt like he was gnawing her nipple right off her tit.
"Oh, please," she pleaded in a whisper, her voice low and urgent. Her fingers hesitated in his hair, stiffened as she fought to keep herself from ripping her tit from the boy's mouth. She knew if she pulled away suddenly, her whole nipple would be left in hs mouth.
"Ohhh," she groaned, rolling her head against the bark of the tree. "Ohhh, nooo. You're hurting my nipple. Please stop biting me there. Oh, please," she cried. She forced her fingers to caress the sides of his face, very gently, though her hands were shaking violently. She sought out the hinge of his jaw, and pressured her thumbs there, trying to carefully open the boy's jaws.
He spit out her nipple, jerked his face up to hers.
"Don't try that fucking funny business, you little bitch," he warned her, glaring into her eyes. He saw her gulp, her pretty eyes wide. But he read no fear in those deep blue eyes. Only a strange mixture of lust, hot and violent, and something else he could only vaguely grasp as hesitation. She was hesitating. She wanted it, but she wasn't certain how much, or what it would be like.
"Jesus," Jerry said to her, finally understanding what he had on his hands. "You're a fucking virgin."
Kristy blushed hotly, lowered her eyes.
"Please," she said quietly, "don't hurt me."
Jerry almost laughed out loud. But she didn't say, don't fuck me. Oh, baby, you are about to get the royal fucking of your life, Jerry said to himself.
Kristy shuddered hard. Jerry stood in front of her, grinning at her. His hands came up to cup her full young tits. She closed her eyes slowly as she felt his thumbs begin stroking back and forth over both her swollen nipples.
"Take your panties off, honey," Jerry told her.
"All right," Kristy said, her voice almost inaudible. "But please be gentle with me."
Jerry's cock jumped. It was curled up tight and hard in his pants. It ached to be liberated.
"Do what I tell you, babe. I'll take your cherry any way I want to," Jerry told her sternly. His cock had never been so fucking hard before. He loved the feeling of total power he had over this little girl.
Kristy's hands shook as she hooked her thumbs in the tight, wet waistband of her panties. The soaked material was cold. She shoved downward, felt the air swirl against her bare skin. It was cold. She pushed her panties down further, and Jerry let go of her dangling tits. She lifted one foot out of the knee-deep water, and pulled her panties off. Then she pushed her foot back into the gooey cold muck, and lifted her other foot free of the water. Jerry took her panties from her hand, and threw them into the blackness that surrounded them.
"You won't be needing those things again. Straighten up," he ordered the shivering girl.
Kristy stood up straight, her bare back pressed against the harsh bark of the tree. She was naked, except for the thin white garter belt around her trim waist. The garter belt straps dangled loosely against her thighs, a bit of torn stocking still snapped to the ends.
"I'm freezing," Kristy whimpered, starting to hug herself for warmth. Jerry pushed her hands away from her tits.
"Put your hands behind your back, baby," he told her.
Slowly, Kristy obeyed. Her skin was cold, her whole body was shivering. But she felt some deep inner warmth that had begun to grown, begun to fill her.
"Turn around," Jerry said. He took the girl's shoulders and helped her turn to face the tree. Kristy made terrible faces as she felt the thick muck squishing between her bare toes, crawling halfway up her ankles as she turned.
She felt the young man's fingers unhooking her garter belt. It slipped easily from around her slender waist. She moaned and jerked slightly when she felt Jerry wrap the thin elastic garter belt around her thin wrists, quickly binding them tightly together at the small of her back.
"Please don't do this," she begged. "At least let me be able to hold you."
"Hell," Jerry snickered. "After you pulled that little routine with your fucking thumbs on my jaw? Piss off, bitch. I don't trust you. Maybe the second time around, huh?"
Kristy sniffled a little bit as Jerry finished tying her hands behind her back. He bound them too tightly for comfort. Already she could feel the blood tingling in her fingers.
"Oh, God, I'm so cold," she moaned. Her whole body was shivering uncontrollably.
Jerry ignored her complaints. He cupped her ass cheeks, feeling the strange new sensation of holding two, tight young butt muscles that were cold. His cock twitched hard. He had to fuck this bitch, soon. He cupped her cold ass cheeks, kneading them and squeezing them as hard as he could.
"Bend over, you teasing cunt," he said, feeling again the gut-churning frustration of watching this bitch stripping out on the dance floor, unable to feel her fucking tits.
Kristy bent over a little bit, splaying her feet slightly to keep her balance. She locked her knees. Something sharp deep in the muck was stabbing into the bottom of her foot.
Jerry admired the tight smooth ass cheeks of the teenager. The tight crack was deep, the beautiful cheeks tight and round and unblemished-virginal.
Jerry quickly whipped out his stiff prick and fit the head between the girl's ass cheeks. Kristy jumped at the feel of his hot, iron-hard cock. Her ass was so fucking cold she couldn't tell what the thing was, at first. But when she felt Jerry grabbing both ass cheeks and spreading them as wide apart as he could, and slipping the head of his prick up against the tiny puckered button of her ass-hole, she cried out loudly.
"Oh, my God! No! Please don't do it in my ass-hole! Oh, please! No!"
But then her head went back in a hard, neck-stretching arc as she felt the boy give a shove. His cock went deep into her hot ass-hole. She screamed at the top of her lungs.
The scream echoed through the swamp. Jerry's cock slid into her guts deeper as he wiggled his cock and balls, ground them into her sweet, wet ass-hole. It felt strange to feel those cold cheeks mashed against his hot belly.
His pants had slipped down around his knees. He yanked them off awkwardly, and went to work on fucking the young teen's virgin butt hole.
Kristy was gasping in pain. Her hands fought, twisted and pulled at the tight binding of her garter belt. She had to expel the huge cock in her shitter. It was ripping her wide open. She felt like she had to shit or burst open. The huge ramrod of Jerry's prick pounded in and out of her quivering ass-hole harder and harder. He sent his prick deeper and deeper into the kid's hot butt, mashing the head of his massive cock into the soft plug of Kristy's steaming shit, deep up inside her belly.
Kristy wept briefly, partly from the pain in her ass-hole, partly for the loss of her viriginity back there, but it quickly subsided as the pleasure took over. She felt her ass-hole stretch fully to take the massive cock as it reamed her butt out. Only a softly pleasurable glow was left where the tight ring of agony had burned into her ass-hole.
She gulped back her tears, and leaned forward. She pressed her bare shoulder into the rough bark of the big tree, and used it as leverage to keep herself from falling into the scummy water. She began to press backward with each forward stroke of the boy's pumping cock.
"Good girl," Jerry urged her. "Fuck me back, baby. That's it. Good. Mmmmmm, yeah," he moaned. He could feel his balls growing heavier by the fucking second.
"Uh, God. Uh, God," Kristy grunted over and over. Each thrust ground her bare flesh into the tree. Her shoulder throbbed. Her back ached. Her ass-hole burned with pleasure.
Jerry's balls banged into the underside of Kristy's young cunt. Her puffy pussy lips responded to his slapping balls by parting slightly.
Jerry felt his balls getting ready to blast his wad into Kristy's shitty guts. He yanked his fat cock out of her ass-hole. Kristy cried out as her stretched shitter clamped tightly shut again. Oh, God, she felt suddenly empty. She wiggled her ass around, ground it backward, seeking the boy's hard cock.
Jerry grinned to himself as he grabbed Kristy by both shoulders and hauled her around to face him again, forcing her to remain bent over. Her face came sweeping around as he pranced awkwardly in the sticky muck. Suddenly, only a few inches in front of her lovely eyes was Jerry's immense cock. It was aimed right at her pretty mouth. She gasped. The head of his cock was smeared with her shit.
"Eat it, baby," Jerry demanded, shoving his cock against her lips and wiping some of her warm shit over her mouth and cheeks.
"Oh, please," Kristy started to protest, but when she tried to turn her face away, Jerry grabbed the sides of her head and forced her to look at his huge prick.
"Suck it clean, you shitty little bitch. It's your own fucking crap, baby doll. Eat it. Suck it."
"I can't... mmmuufffmmm," Kristy said as Jerry jammed his thumbs into the hinges of her jaws and forced her mouth wide open. He jammed his cock between her teeth, deep into her throat.
"Now suck it clean, you teasing mother-fucker, or I'll ram it right down your pretty little throat and come in your fucking stomach, the hard way," Jerry growled at her.
Already the taste of her shit filled her virginal mouth. She kept her jaws wide open, her sweet tongue hauled as far back into her throat as it would go. She gasped through her nose, fighting the almost overpowering desire to vomit.
She gagged on the size of Jerry's prick between her lips. It forced her cheeks to puff out. She gulped as her mouth filled with saliva. She shuddered at the thought of actually sucking the monstrous cock clean of her shit, but she knew in the end she'd have to do it.
She uncurled her tongue from the back of her throat, and tasted the very tip of the boy's hard cock head. She shook her head, as much as she could with her face impaled on his prick like this. It tasted awful. But there wasn't too much of it, so maybe if she did it fast, without thinking about it, she could survive it.
Quickly, gulping fast, Kristy swirled the flat of her tongue around the boy's cock head, and sucked the shitty, scummy saliva down into her belly. She shuddered harder, then stroked the whole cock head again, sucked the fluid down.
She was snorting hard through her nose, trying to breathe as she sucked the boy's prick. It was so damned big. Her jaws hurt from being stretched so wide open.
Jerry shoved his fingers through the girl's soft blonde hair. Her hair was a bit wet now, no longer the fluffy thick cloud of stunning beauty that it had been back at the disco. It was stringy down her bare back and dangling over her bent-over shoulders. It was matted to her forehead. But it was still as sexy as hell, soft against her scalp, exciting to feel.
Jerry pulled it hard, forcing Kristy to ram her face down into his crotch all the way. Her nose buried itself in his thick forest of cock hair. She smelled the strong odor of cock. His huge prick pounded the back of her throat harder and harder.
Kristy simply yawned her jaws wide and let him fuck her pretty mouth. She had done as he'd ordered her, sucked his cock clean of her shit. Now, she could only stand here with her head in his crotch. She was bent way over, her arms bound behind her back. She was helpless. Her mouth hurt. She kept her mind on only one thing, and that was keeping her teeth off the soft skin of his cock. She dreaded scratching his prick with her teeth.
Jerry's balls slapped her chin as he fucked her face. He gritted his teeth as he felt the tightness clamp down in his balls, squeezing them to the point of no return.
He shoved backward with both hands, pulling his gigantic prick from Kristy's hot mouth. She drooled heavily for a moment, spitting a bit, moaning.
She sucked air greedily as Jerry forced her down further, and clamped her head between his thighs. He rested his hard balls on the back of her neck. His hands went to the tight knots he'd tied in the garter belt around her slim wrists. He loved the feel of the binding around those bony little wrists. He sighed, shuddered. He let his climax ease off a little bit. He didn't want to waste his first come with this young fucker by spewing it down her throat. No way. This was the real thing. A fucking virgin. He was going to fill her fucking virgin cunt hole with his cum, break her fucking little cherry with his damned prick and ram it into her hot, tight virgin pussy.
Kristy was shaking all over. She was cold and hot at the same time. She hurt and she glowed. She ached in almost every muscle of her body, and yet she felt strangely wonderful.
She was confused with herself, with her reactions to what was happening out here in this swamp.
Jerry looked at the tree. It had a lot of thick roots that cleared the waterline. He could throw her on her back over those roots, and fuck the shit out of her cunt.
He released her head, and helped her straighten up. He hugged her hard, kissing her lips, forcing his tongue into her mouth again. She responded slowly at first, but once she began sucking his tongue again, she grew quickly hot, sucking eagerly on the boy's darting tongue.
Her nipples drilled into the front of his shirt, and she twisted her shoulders, ground her tits against him to fill her nipples with pleasure.
She was quickly moaning for more, pulling her mouth off his thrusting tongue and kissing his neck, nipping at his flesh with her beautiful teeth.
"Oh, please don't hurt me any more," she gasped, kissing his chin, nibbling at his lips. "Please don't hurt me. Make it good for me. Please do it to me gently, baby. Please do it softly."
"Sure, kid, sure. I'll make it good for you," Jerry whispered against her wet hair, nuzzling her earlobe with the tip of his tongue. Kristy twisted her head, offering her ear to his lips. She felt his hand cupping her cool titflesh, lifting the firm full globe squeezing it tenderly in his strong fist.
"Mmmmmm, honey," Kristy moaned.
Jerry stepped back in the muddy water. He pointed at a large ledge of roots.
"Sit down there, cutie pie," he told her.
Shivering hard, Kristy glanced behind her. She saw the ledge. She stepped backward, careful not to trip, and slowly bent down. She winced at the touch of the rough wood against her cold ass cheeks, but she put her full weight on her butt, then looked up at Jerry.
He moved closer, staring down at her wet face, her big young tits with the hard nipples. For an instant, he wondered how Jim was making out with the other one. He wished he'd gotten to her first, with her gigantic tits. But this one was no slouch, either. And Jerry bet that other bitch was no fucking virgin. Maybe this one would be the best catch after all.
"Lie back," he said.
Kristy frowned and looked behind her, twisting on the rough seat to do so. Her wrists were pinched in the tight bindings of her garter belt. She sighed.
"How?" she asked, innocently.
"like this, stupid," Jerry said. He bent forward and gave her a shove against her chest. Kristy cried out as she went over backward, her hands clawing for something to grab onto, her whole body tightening as she splashed back into the mucky water. She went under. She felt the boy grabbing for her tits, clutching them, hauling her back up from under the water, sputtering and gagging.
Her ass cheeks rested on the root ledge, but her legs were in the water, knees bent, feet still buried up to her ankles in the slimy muck. Her back and shoulders and head floated on the water, held up by her desperation not to drown and Jerry's clutching fists on her tits.
Kristy gagged and coughed, spitting water, dribbling the foul stuff from her lips.
"No, no, no," she gasped, shaking her head.
Jerry got one arm under her neck and heaved her up and around, shifting her body until he could lay her shoulders across a second but smaller root, lower than the one her ass rested on.
Kristy had to fight to keep her balance once Jerry let go of her neck, but she could do it. Her knees automatically parted in her twisted position, and Jerry stepped up over her quivering thigh and shoved his foot down into the water between her beautifully opened legs. He got himself in place and moved up into her crotch, pressing his cock head against the child's matted pussy hair.
"Sorry, babe, but my balls are gonna bust open if I don't stick it to you. Can't wait for the goodies you want. Maybe next time, huh?"
Kristy's hands clawed uselessly at the cold water. Only by shifting and tensing her ass and shoulders could she stay on the two narrow roots, keep her head out of the water.
She didn't have time to get ready for him. He gave her no time. While she was fighting for her balance, afraid she was going to slip off into the knee-deep water again, Jerry spread her young, pretty cunt lips wide open, fitted the head of his throbbing cock between them, and jammed the full length of his prick into her virgin pussy.
Kristy felt like a fat, burning cylindrical knife had just been stabbed into her cunt. It spread her, ripped her, tore into her belly. She gagged, couldn't even scream. Jerry's huge cock swelled harder within her, stretched her tender cunt walls to the limit.
Kristy bit her lips, moaned, trembled. It felt so incredibly huge. It was literally ripping her pussy in half. She gulped. It felt like it was going to push out her throat, come popping out her mouth.
Jerry gripped the girl's slippery, naked ass and held on tightly. He pulled his cock out of her cunt hole, then shoved it in, harder, deeper, delighting in the moan of pain and lust that escaped from Kristy.
He began pumping his cock in and out, slowly at first, then faster and faster. His balls slapped into her ass, dragged across the surface of the water. God, how odd it felt, fucking a girl in the swamp like this, let alone a fucking tight, young virgin. Kristy had the tightest cunt hole he'd ever fucked. She was sleek and slippery inside her pussy, her cunt juices filling her channel. She was prime fucking stuff, ready for the biggest cock on earth. Jerry grunted and shoved his prick into her guts again.
Kristy jerked on her narrow perch. One shift too far and she'd be under water again. She felt the hammering in her cunt. She grunted quietly with each inward thrust of Jerry's massive cock.
How long she had lusted for this moment, dreaded it, feared it, needed it. She felt the button of her clit swelling quickly as Jerry's prick scraped back and forth over it. Her sore body went loose and warm, the only tension left in her bones held her in place for her fucking.
Jerry fucked her hot young cunt harder and harder. He knew he wasn't going to last long, not with his balls bloated up to the size of baseballs, and just as fucking hard.
His hands left her hips and reached up for her tits. He cupped them, stroked the silky wet flesh for a moment as he leaned over her, rested.
Kristy groaned as Jerry stretched out awkwardly on top of her. She felt her ass cheeks grind hard into the rough bark on the tree root, and when he was finally on top of her, her shoulders were crushed into the other root.
He humped his cock into her pussy again. His mouth leeched onto one of her tits, sucking on her hardened nipple bud.
"Just fuck me," Kristy pleaded weakly.
"Please, just fuck me."
She was shaking. Her knees spread wide, and her young cunt lifted, giving Jerry a better angle for shoving her pussy full of his prick.
Jerry began sucking her other nipple, nipping it, gnawing it tenderly. His cock was about to explode inside Kristy's hot wet cunt. He moved his arms high, got a good grip on her stringy hair. He got himself ready. A few more thrusts, and he'd fill her cunt.
"I'll fuck you, baby. Right fucking now," he growled at her. He suddenly yanked on her long wet hair, pulling backward and downward, dragging her hair under the curve of the root. Her head went back.
"No!" Kristy shouted, fighting it. "Please mmmmmfff!"
Her pleading was cut off as her face went under water. A few bubbles escaped her lips as she cut off her shout and held her breath. Oh, Jesus, was he going to drown her?
Kristy felt him pumping into her pussy harder than ever, fucking his gigantic prick in and out of her young cunt. She felt her whole body shuddering violently under the hard thrusts. She fought to hold her breath. Her naked body was arched over the two roots, her face under water as the boy fucked her tight pussy.
Jerry's balls suddenly exploded, blasting his cum into Kristy's tender virgin cunt. She felt the scalding fluid spurt into her cunt hole, filling her. She wanted to clutch the boy, hug him tightly to her nakedness while his spurting cock blasted her pussy full of his cum. But her hands clawed only water. She held her breath, gulping back the desire to suck in a huge lungful of fresh air.
Her cunt walls suddenly spasmed around the boy's hard cock. Her body tried to arch upward as her belly tightened into a hard knot of lust, and her cunt began spurting her juice.
Her body shook and shuddered under Jerry's pumping young body. She fought to hold her breath. Her spasming cunt sent thrill after thrill of electric pleasure into her guts. She needed to suck air, needed desperately to breathe, to feel herself coming.
She fought her garter belt, tore at the knots with her fingers. She screamed in her brain for air. Her lungs felt like they were about to burst open.
She kicked her legs wildly, then threw them up over the backs of Jerry's thighs. He used the leverage to pump into her cunt harder and deeper, flooding her cunt with his cum.
Kristy locked her legs around Jerry's thighs, and shook her head hard, begging him to let go of her hair, let her get her face out of the water.
Jerry felt the slippery strands sliding from his grip. To hell with it, he thought, releasing her hair completely. He grabbed her shoulders and concentrated on humping her virgin cunt hole for all he was worth. His cum shot into her cunt like hot bullets from a machine gun.
Kristy heaved her head up out of the water, gasping for air with her mouth wide open. She swallowed some of the filthy shit, but she felt the pain in her lungs quickly ease. She shuddered and sighed loudly. Her body was like a tight bow, curled upward against Jerry's fucking body, quivering with her own sweetly perfect come.
Her cunt walls sucked at the boy's hard prick, pulling it deeper into her pussy. Jerry sank his prick into her soft hot cunt, blasting the girl's beautiful young pussy with his thick cum.
Her cunt filled to overflowing with cum. Her cunt juice spilled out around the base of Jerry's cock and mixed with his juices. Her pussy squished and sucked as they fucked harder and deeper, slowing their humping motions to match each other.
"Ohhh," Kristy moaned in pleasure.
Jerry gave a sudden deep shove, locking himself to her cunt. He shook hard as the last hot gouts shot from his prick head. He sighed. His cock remained rigid within her twitching cunt hole.
Kristy lifted her ass a bit, ground her clit against the side of Jerry's iron-hard cock. She shuddered as the cum gushed from her hole and dripped into the water under her trembling, freezing ass cheeks.
She shook and arched and cried out. Her body jerked violently, then she dropped back down to the tree roots. She held her breath for a moment, then sighed long and loud as the pleasure slowly eased into a soft warm glow of joy.
She was exhausted beyond anything she'd ever experienced.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned quietly to herself. So that was that. She was no longer a virgin.
Jerry shifted on top of her. His cock was still buried to the hilt inside her tight wet cunt tube. She squeezed her cunt muscles against his fat prick, and felt it give a twitch of life in response.
"Jerry?" she said tenderly, her voice a kittenish purr.
"Hmmmm?"-
"Fuck me again, will you?"