Chapter 12
John released his hold on Dee's tit and stood up, removing his jacket. She wasn't drawing the folds of her robe together; her nightie, a wild pink and lace-trimmed, snugged alluringly around her tits. The brown nipples poked sweetly at the cling of nylon.
Man, she was acting differently tonight. Nell was so right. Flowers and a ring and careful caresses, consideration. She craved him!
She wants a light on, she wants to look at my cock! But I won't rush her. I'll play with her and play with her. I won't try to fuck her the first thing.
She's my girl, now. She's wearing the ring. She keeps looking at it, smiling. She got tears in her eyes when I put it on her finger! She is sensitive and precious.
If she touches my cock I'm going to come. I can't hold it back much longer. Maybe she wants to watch that, too.
Carl Wall finished another can of beer and winked at Candy. Sarah was in the kitchen cleaning things up after dinner, and the young blonde was watching TV, giving him a good view of her cunt under her pleated miniskirt.
Candy winked back and twitched her hips. She widened the spread of her soft, plump thighs.
Fuck Dee! He had something right here at home. He had bounced Candy twice the previous afternoon, and it was real hot stuff! She yelled as loud as Sarah when she came. What was a new dress or two when he could get this young, fresh stuff?
Garbed only in his shorts, John returned to the sofa, beside Dee. The dressing gown was open completely, now. The hem of her fancy pink nightie struck her just below the cunt, her long, shapely thighs were exposed.
The adoring glances she directed at him, brought his balls up tight at the base of his shaft.
"Ohhhh, honey!" she breathed, offering her puffy lips again.
He took them, eagerly, hungrily. She half-turned her torso, arching her tits forward, she snugged her right thigh against his naked leg. She trembled, reaching again for his prick. She brought it out of his shorts.
Dee felt the tensing of his prick in her fingers, watched with hungry fascination as the skin on his knob slipped back even more, saw the lurch of his hips, and then come gushing from his sex-hole. Each fierce spurt was like a stab in "her pussy.
"Ohhh-ohhhh-ohhhh, honey!" she shouted, pumping her hand on his cock. "I'm coming, too!"
Hardly before the words were out of her mouth, she realized that she hadn't intended to be so graphic, so slutty!
His shudders and gaspings drove her on to new passions! Suddenly she was bending over his middle, her head was lowering, her hand was aiming his cock at her mouth and then her lips were surrounding it.
I've dreamed about it. I've craved it, and now his sex is in my throat!
I'm swallowing the last of his come. I love it, I adore it, I'm coming again!
She came, she seized his hand and brought it between her legs; she pressed it to her pussy. He cupped her cunt, she lunged against his fingers, as the waves of delight rose through her whole body, tits, mouth and cunt. She sucked at his sex, moaning her joy.
When she was finished, she lifted her head and sank back on the sofa, eyes closed.
"Man, oh man!" he muttered, gladly, enthusiastically.* His hand still rested against her tender, shivering pussy. She hunched unashamedly until the last little flutters of her climax dwindled.
"Ohhhh, John! Am I-awful?"
"No, no!" he gasped. "Terrific!"
140 "I just couldn't help myself, honey." "Do that whenever you feel like it." "You'd better watch out!" she warned, able to smile and even laugh.
He grinned boyishly, delighted. "We're talking, Dee."
"Yes, and I love it!" she exclaimed, pressing her pussy against his fingers. "Play with me some more!" "AJJ along your legs?" "Yes! Everywhere."
John had never been so excited in his life. She sucked my cock! She bucked up on my hand and had another orgasm. I wonder if I could go ahead and slip it in her tonight.
He remembered Nell's words of caution. Did it matter when he claimed her, as long as they were engaged. Don't rush! Let her pick the time. They were relaxing, they were talking, and she was having all kinds of pleasure. Her impulsiveness, her boldness, was far out!
Her hand returned to his cock and he began to caress those long, tapered thighs he had wanted to touch ever since he had seen her the first time.
He began at her knees, working slowly inward. The velvety texture of her flesh stiffened his cock even more.
"Kiss me down there, honey," she panted.
He hated to take her fingers from his cock, but the urgency of her voice swung him around in front of her. Kneeling, he stared at her sweet, dark pussy, the allure of her long, opened thighs, the rounded sculpturing of her hips, and finally the puffed cunt lips and the pink tip of her clit.
Dee watched him begin to kiss the tender inner zones of her long thighs, and she spread them even farther apart. His hands caressed her ass while his mouth explored the sensitive inside flesh.
All of her reserves weren't broken, yet. He was working on her, that was the big thing. More tingles of joy traveled along her legs, up to her eager, burning pussy.
The ache to be entered, to have his cock inside her body, was growing more insistent.
"Ohhhh!" she breathed as his head moved closer to her cunt. Was she positioned right? Could he reach her pussy with his mouth?
"Ohhhh!" she panted. His mouth was on her swollen pussy. He was kissing it, his tongue was moving inside.
Feverishly, she lifted her ass, tipping her cunt higher. There. That was much better.
When he kissed my lips a while ago, and drove his tongue deep in my throat, I knew I wanted this-and ohhhhh! He's drawing the pleasure from my pussy. I wish he'd grip my ass! Ohhvohhhh!
Her hands caught in his dark, thick hair. She found her hips responding, lifting, curling toward this new, teasing kind of delight. Her tits were pushing out farther, her cunt was fluttering sweetly!
Ohhhh, if he would just try his cock in there. "Honey," she cried. "Do it to me-with your prick!"
She felt his shudder, his head lifted from her cunt, he swung forward, hips arched, his big, long cock dripping wetness. The fierce need to be taken, to have his cock pushing into her eager cunt, drew a cry from her throat.
She felt the spreading of her wet cunt lips, the burn of his wonderful prick and again she was aware of a tightness; she was reminded of the day before, a tiny burn of pain made her flinch; she moaned and shook, her cunt began to explode.
"Uhhhhh!" he groaned. His cock throbbed, his body twisted, his hips went back and forth, his prick escaped from the hot cradle of her cunt and then he was spurting his come across her quivering belly! She lurched her hips wildly as her climax ripped her cunt.
"Ohhhh, honey!" She cried it again: "Ohhhh-I'm coming!"
When he was through, when the last gushes of his come left him, he shuddered and dropped back on the sofa, breathing hard.
"I'm sorry!" he blurted.
"Ohhhh, it's my fault!" she cried, cuddling close to him, offering her tits. "I want you inside, darling."
"Right," he panted. His cock wasn't as stiff as before. Ohhh, how awful! "We'll keep trying, huh?"
"Ohhh, yes, honey!"
Three days later they were back in Dee's apartment.
Several unusual events had happened during the intervening time. On Tuesday evening Dee had visited with Nell Winter, and the older woman had given Dee some intimate advice. Nell had rid Dee's mind of the idea that sex with Terri had injured her in any way. It was a phase some gals went through, but now that Dee had a man, she had nothing to fear.
On Wednesday evening John had slipped upstairs and visited with Nell; she had not only filled his mind with ideas, she had demonstrated actively, telling him and showing him exactly what he should do and say on his next date with his virginal fiancée.
John had felt no real guilt about giving Nell her reward. He was sure that Dee knew about it, and she didn't care. Dee had confessed to eavesdropping on John and Nell on Sunday evening, and she wasn't sore about that, either. Without Nell, the two shy lovers would probably have broken up. Nell had cemented them together, she had helped break down their reserves about what was proper in the bedroom.
Now, John was stretched at ease on Dee's bed; he was naked, his cock slanting stiffly from his hairy loins. Soft lights illuminated the boudoir, the door was locked, the phone off the hook.
Dee posed beside the bed, wearing a fancy colored bikini panty and a matching mini-bra, a very thin pink wrapper around her shoulders. Her dark, rich hair was combed loosely down to her throat, she wore smoky nylons with clingy tops that reached halfway up her long, tapered thighs. She wore high-heeled bedroom slippers, her makeup was heavy.
When you want some fun with your man, dress provocatively, Nell had said. Men love to look. You've got to be special for your special man.
Don't be afraid to wiggle around and tease him. Say sexy words. Don't be afraid to crawl on top. Be active! The guys love it, honey! Why do you think so many of them go to whore houses? Variety!
Tell him to lie still and you get busy and rub yourself all over him. I guarantee you'll get your reward, and then some, honey!
Dee was so thrilled by his scrutiny her pussy was already leaking fun juices into her panty.
"Man, I like those long, long legs, honey!" he exulted.
Dee felt the warmth of the wine they had been drinking, earlier, before she had donned her bedroom costume. She was very relaxed.
"Are my legs really sexy, honey?" she giggled, weaving her ass, spreading her thighs, moving closer to the bed.
"Right," he cried. Ohhh, his cock looked larger than ever. She had never seen him so terrifically pleased. He was beaming.
"Do you like my tits in this bra?" she murmured, arching them forward. Ohhh, she was turning on.
"Great!" he panted.
"Honey, you just rest and let me do the work, huh?" she laughed.
His eyes almost bugged out of the sockets. The skin around his cock was stretched so tightly she wondered how he could bear it. A profusion of clear, sexy liquid dribbled down from the sex-hole. The ache to have that big cock in her pussy was so fierce she wondered if she could wait. But she had to.
Smiling, she unfastened her mini-halter, she lowered the cups slowly, weaving her shoulders, moving her ass suggestively back and forth. Be utterly and completely abandoned, Nell had said. It was fun! This wasn't dirty or awful, because she was pleasing her man.
Her nipples, already very stiff with her excitement, rode out pointily on her tits. She dropped the halter and cupped her titties in her hands. She aimed them at him, bending forward.
"These need lots of kissing, honey!" she breathed.
"Wow!" he cried, overjoyed.
Leaving the filmy wrapper open, but still on, she began lowering the colored bikini panty. She did it slowly, teasingly.
"This hot pussy needs lots of attention, too, honey!" she murmured.
He was shaking with anticipation, his balls were drawn up at the base of his cock, his face was deeply flushed.
Finally, she drew the panty down her thighs and stepped out of it. Giggling, she tossed it at him. He caught it deftly, grinning widely. He stared at her naked cunt and his cock tautened visibly.
She shrugged out of the wrapper and weaved her hips, she waved her tits and crawled onto the bed. She remembered Nell's words and she trembled wildly. She hadn't had any sex since Monday night; she was in a fever of sensual want. She had dreamed of this moment, and now it was here.
On her hands and knees, her long thighs spread above him, she started her active sex play.
John watched Dee swing her tits down, bringing the pointy nipples against his chest. She dragged them around and around, breathing faster; she lowered her hips toward his prick!
"You've just got to get my cherry tonight, honey!" she panted.
He could hardly believe his ears. Her bold words were terrifically stimulating. Nell had given Dee some great pointers. He knew about Dee's visit; Nell was a very generous, broadminded person.
"I'll pick it, baby," he said, his voice shaky.
"Ohhh, I love to talk sexy!" she breathed, drawing her tits along his belly.
"You're bringing me up real hard, Dee!" he muttered.
"I want my pussy to be the best one you've ever had," she gasped, her tits now rolling across his rock-hard cock.
She wiggled her nipples along his cock with abandon. He was going to come. His first one always came 146 quickly.
"Uhhhhh!" he groaned, his hips rising. "Ohhhh, honey," she panted. "Wait just a second!"
Suddenly, she was spinning around, her head was above his cock, her long thighs were spread right over his face, her pussy was dropping toward his mouth; he seized her hips, he raised his head and fastened his mouth to her pussy just as her heated lips enclosed his prickhead!
He felt the burning passion travel along his throbbing cock, to the swollen knob; her tongue coiled voluptuously, he was spurting, gushing into her bobbing mouth. He drove his tongue furiously into her cunt, and suddenly it began to writhe and pulse. His come belched stingingly from his knob, he heard her whimper of joy as he tongued the tiny nub of her clit, as Nell had instructed. Then, quickly, he pushed a finger past his nose and into her pussy. She was coming. Shudder after shudder racked her slender body, her sensuous cunt-flutters swinging his lust even higher. Her deep moans of delight were sweet music in his ears.
At last her hunching hips lifted, he broke contact with her cunt; he pulled his finger out and patted it as she turned around and sank down at his left, breathing very hard, long thighs sprawled wide apart, tits heaving.
"Ohhhh, John!" she panted. "I just exploded all over!"
"Great, great!" he gasped. "I damn near fainted!"
She opened her eyes and reached for his still-rigid cock; she cuddled it lovingly in her fingers.
"Ohhh, honey! I have to have this up inside, now. We're learning how to play, but I want the rest. I'm just dying for your prick!"
"Right, right!" he moaned. "You do it-like Nell said . . ."
She shivered and crawled above him again. He cupped a tit in each hand. He watched her hips lower, she found the head of his prick with her dripping pussy; she shuddered as the hot knob spread her slickened cunt lips; she pushed down, she panted and flinched, and tried again!
"So you won't hurt her, let her make the insertion," Nel had suggested.
"Ohhhh, honey-I think it's going in!" she cried, eagerly.
She was right! Her hot, soft flesh was spreading lusciously around his knob, his skin was peeling down, her pussy was wiggling snugly around his cock; her shakes and shivers, as her tits wiggled in his hands, heightened his pleasure.
Another inch of cock slipped upward, he felt the stinging cling of tender, virginal pussy-flesh, he felt a pressure on his cock; she pushed again, gasping loudly, almost painfully; then she hunched with abandon. He felt the tearing of her hymen, he felt the sweet slide of his big prick into her tight, quivering cunt and then he was giving her first taste of prick!
"Honey, I'm coming!" she shouted.
When Dee felt the momentary lance of pain diminish, when she took his cock way up into her pussy, she went crazy!
She was driving her cunt, she was lusting swiftly on his prick. Her pussy so wonderfully crammed with his cock, began to throb and churn around it.
I'm fucking, she thought, feverishly. At last I've got his cock where I need it. I'm coming! I'm going off with his big cock in my cunt.
Moments later, she floated down from cloud nine and 148 softened above him, his wonderful prick still in her hole.
"Ohhh, honey!" she breathed, pressing her tits hard against his heaving chest. Her pussy still was fluttering. "I didn't think it would ever be like this."
"Yes," he sighed, cuddling her ass in his hands. "And we almost didn't get together."
"I know it," she whispered. "We have Nell to thank for that."
"Right."
She trembled. "John, honey-she likes you very much ... she wants us to live in your apartment. We owe her so much! I don't feel awful or guilty or tainted about sex, now. We can just say anything and do anything, for pleasure! She deserves some pleasure, too . . ."
"You mean?" he began, his head spinning.
"Honey, it's all right with me. Only the three of us will know. I'm not selfish. I wouldn't have you if it hadn't been for her! Please?"
He nodded. How could a man possibly figure out what went on in a sexy girl's mind? Maybe Nell would show them new fun tricks. How lucky could he be? A nice fresh young bride to break in and an older, experienced woman to assist!
His thoughts scattered as Dee began to stroke again.
"You'll never be sorry, honey," she breathed. "I know just how young you really are. You can take care of two girls, I just know you can!"
This is more than I ever dreamed about, he thought. Okay, it was their show, their arrangement. How long before he would have both of them in bed?
His prick stiffened with anticipation. These gals wanted his hot cock, and by God, they were going to get all they had bargained for.