Chapter 1
"I'm sure gonna miss this," Susan whispered, her lips barely grazing the swollen, purplish cockhead she held between her fingers.
"Oh, baby!" Johnny grunted, pressing his hips forward. "Suck it good! Eat my cum... Just do it!"
"I plan to," she said, hardly getting the words out before she sank her tight lips around the thickness of his cock. Johnny closed his eyes and threw his head back.
He exhaled audibly as the burning warmth of her wet mouth encircled his prick, inching down. Susan ran her fingers over the wiry hair of his muscular thighs, pushing her palms upward. Her, thumbs pressed against his balls, and already she could feel the rumblings of his hot cum vibrating against her touch.
She gave a low, hungry moan when the end of his dick buzzed against the back of her throat. She sucked in from the corners of her mouth and pulled the rest of his prick into her mouth. She could feel the hard, throbbing slab of meat slip downward, pressing into her lungs.
"God, what a tight mouth!" Johnny said, wincing with pleasure. "Almost as tight as that tiny pussy of yours!" Susan was hardly aware of his voice. Her full concentration was on the delicious feel of having a large, pulsating dick buried in her throat. She moaned again, her voice a gurgle.
"Oh, Susan, suck it!" Johnny said, placing his hands behind her head, drawing her closer. She ground her nose into the acrid smelling crotch hair, inhaling the manly odor. A quiver of pleasure shot into her pussy, causing her to wince. She cupped his balls with both hands and pulled them upwards, rolling them around on her cheeks, and against her closed eyes.
Johnny threw one leg over her shoulder and pressed savagely against the back of her head.
"God that feels so fucking sweet!" he moaned, feeling the tight circle of her pursed lips around the base of his cock.
Susan almost stood up as she exerted pressure with her face, grinding the entire length of his dick fully into her throat. Again a spasm of ecstasy ripped into her cunt.
"Shit! I'm almost ready to cum!" Johnny said with disbelief in his voice.
Susan pulled her mouth upward, inching his prick out of her mouth. As the indention under-neath his cockhead slid against her lips, she flicked her tongue inside and around the rubbery mass of foreskin.
"Don't cum yet," she said. "I want to suck you all night!"
"With that hot mouth of yours, I can't make any promises," Johnny whispered, his torment evident from the cracking of his voice. Susan slipped her hands around his narrow hips, her fingertips swirling against the hairy, muscular mounds of his ass. She pushed him forward, and at the same time, gobbled down the full length of his prick, her chin nuzzling against his balls.
"Ummmmphf!" the boy cried out, every muscle in his body becoming taut, outlined the sweat. Susan jerked her head back, almost allowing his cockhead to slip out of her mouth, and then plunged her face back into his crotch.
The effect of her quick sucking movements were felt immediately. Johnny slammed her head between his thighs and humped her face, as he stood on tip toes.
"Sweet Fucking Christ, suck it you little cocksucker!" he said.
"Suck out my cum and gargle it!" Susan pulled her head back, straining against the pressure of his hands, and then rammed his cock into the back of her throat. His prick seemed to glow and burn inside her chest, causing her to choke. But the pleasure his cock was giving her mouth was worth any amount of pain.
Again she pulled his prick in and out, her tongue dancing against the underside of his shaft like an angry snake. She felt his cock throb against her lower lip, and knew that at any moment, the hot gushes of jism would spurt upward. The mere thought of his hot cream caused her to intensify her movements. Her head was almost a blur as she bobbed back and forth, sucking the thick meat with determined strokes.
"Oh fuck! That's it! Suck it, you cum-drinking cunt! Suck faster!"
Then, almost without warning; a hot splatter of sperm spewed into her mouth, wetting up the back of her throat. As it oozed down into her stomach, it felt like hot pudding, warming up her lungs.
"Drink it!" Johnny wailed. "Oh, fuck! Drink it all!" Susan lapped down the frothy, thick juices, sucking quickly to capture and drink every hot wad. The intensity of his orgasm, however, was even too much for her eager mouth. Globs of sperm collected in her mouth and spurted upward, squirting through her nostrils.
Johnny fell down on her as he straddled her shoulders with his powerful, tensed thighs. He humped her face with rabbit-like movements, slapping his crotch against her mouth. The jism that oozed from her nose pressed into his crotch hairs, and when he pulled away, the strands of cum between their bodies were like liquid spider webs.
"Suck! God damn it, suck, you cocksucker!"
Johnny grunted, stabbing his prick in and out of her pussy. Susan bowed her body as her own pleasure began to boil like a volcano about to erupt. Spasms began to squeeze into her guts, causing frothy drops of pussy juice to drip out of her cunt, glistening like tiny, wet diamonds.
"Uuuummmmmmppphhhhh!" she moaned, feeling the first wonderful sensation of orgasm. Her voice gurgled again and again as new waves of delicious stabs of pleasure shot up and down her spine. Her knuckles were white as her hands gripped Johnny's waist, pulling his exploding cock more deeply into her lungs.
With one final stab, Johnny emptied the last of his thick load into her throat. The glob of cum squirted across the roof of her mouth and oozed into the back of her throat, bathing her tonsils.
"Oh, baby, don't go!" he moaned, pulling away. Susan ran her tongue around her lips, gathering into her stomach all the stray juices of his hot climax. After she had sucked them down into her stomach, she sat up.
"I wish I didn't have to go either," she said wistfully, her eyes on his prick.
"Can't you stay home this summer?" Johnny asked.
"No," Susan answered. "Every summer since I can remember, my brother and I have always gone to my aunt's and uncle's."
Johnny held her tenderly, his lips brushing against her cheeks. He ran his hands over her firm, young tits, gently squeezing the pink, taut nipples.
"We haven't even had a whole week together," he said. Only a week, Susan thought. In a way, it had seemed like a lifetime. Johnny had been her first, and they had been fucking every opportunity they had had. In another way, it seemed like an even shorter time. She ran her fingers over his large, bronzed shoulders, and then down to his thick, sculptured chest. She looked at him then, memorizing each angular feature, each flesh tone. He was not quite six feet tall, about four inches taller than herself. His eyes were brown as berries, set in a handsome, boyish face. His hair was thick and curly, soft as the hair on his chest. He seemed hardly ever to smile, but when he did, it buckled her knees.
He, too, was looking at her in much the same way. He touched her soft skin which was the color of ripe peaches. It set off beautifully the long, blonde hair that cascaded to her shoulders. Her eyes were green as emeralds, cat-like and sensuous. A constant, half-smile hung on her full lips, revealing teeth as white as bleached ivory.
"Maybe you could come down to Indiana and visit sometime this summer," Susan said. "It's not that far from Chicago."
"You can sure as hell count on that," Johnny said, crushing her against his chest.
"If we have time, you could even help us harvest the soy beans," Susan said with a laugh.
"I've got something else in mind to harvest," Johnny said wickedly. "But first, I'm gonna plow into that tight, little pussy of yours!"
Although Susan had gotten used to his huge, thick cock, the size of it still stretched and pulled deliciously on her pussy walls like the first time he had fucked her.
"God, you're tight!" Johnny whispered, thrusting his prick against the outer folds of her pussy opening.
"Like fucking a coke bottle!"
"I'll bet they're all tight for you," Susan winced, feeling the large, round shaft slip into her cunt canal. She reached under and grasped his balls, squeezing them in a milking motion. They were large and covered with wiry hair, and: they pulsated against her touch.
"Oh, shit, I could fuck you for a million years!" Johnny said, his body tensed for a wild time. Susan lifted her legs and placed them around his hips, locking her ankles together and exerting gentle, downward pressure.
"Just fuck me, Johnny," she whispered against his neck. "Fuck the life out of me!"
He withdrew slightly, and then with one movement, he slammed the full length of his dick into her guts. Her pussy clamped around his shaft like a wet, slick glove, gripping his meat firmly.
"Christ, that's nice!" Susan moaned, unable to believe that he could possibly get all of his prick into her tiny slit. Johnny said something, but it was muffled against her tits as he buried his face between them, his tongue sucking and licking the tender, soft flesh. He pulled her breasts together, almost wrapping them around his head, and he could feel the nipples pulsate against his ears.
Susan felt his monstrous cockhead burn against her backbone, pressing her insides all out of shape. Her lungs seemed compressed, and her voice was a breathy rattle.
"Fuck me," she groaned. "Oh, fuck me hard!" He began a slow, steady rhythm, spearing in and out of her pussy. And with each movement, it seemed that her cunt got smaller and tighter. His balls were rolling up and down the insides of her thighs, and when he got full penetration, they nestled against her shitter.
"Faster! Fuck me faster and harder!" Susan said, her own body beginning to match his powerful strokes. He increased the momentum of his fucking until their crotches were almost a blur. Their bodies smacked and slapped together like two hands clapping, their, passion mounting with each stab. A few seconds later, their climaxes thundered -against each other like two trucks in a head-on collision.
"Take it, you fucking tight cunt!" Johnny grunted, as the first thick, hot wad of jism burst out the end of his prick. Susan's pussy was swimming in a boiling bath of creamy cum, as it splattered against the back of her cunt. The globs of juice soon filled her pussy canal, and began squirting toward the entrance of her slit. Thick streams of milky liquid oozed into her crotch hairs, wetting them both.
Gushes of warmth seemed to shatter her body, as her orgasm grew to bursting, and then exploded. As the pleasure began to subside, another climax seemed to catch the other and lift it to new heights. Again and again, she cried out with release.
"More!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! FUCK ME!!"
Johnny was hardly aware of her screams of torment. He was lost in total ecstasy of sucking her tits and banging into her hot, wet pussy. His body seemed to mold into hers, and they were both wrapped in a blanket of pulsating warmth.
Later, they lay snuggled together, exploring each other's body with lazy, touching gestures.
"I'm gonna miss you," Johnny whispered.
"Well, don't miss me until I'm gone," Susan said. "We have the rest of the night."
"When will your brother be home?" Johnny asked.
"Matt? Oh, he's saying goodbye to his girlfriend," Susan answered. "I don't expect him back until it's time to take the train to Terre Haute."
"I wonder if he's saying goodbye the way we are," Johnny said, easing his body on top of Susan and spreading her thighs with his knees.