Chapter 9
Carla was still licking the cum from her lips when Scott forced her down onto her back. She'd thought that he'd never stop shooting, but finally he had-or so it seemed! Carla had just pulled her mouth away from his cock when the big prick flexed, suddenly releasing a stray spurt of cum against her nose and lips. Carla had giggled, delighted by the warm splash of cream against her face.
Carla was about to settle down and relax in the warm night air, leisurely licking the cum from her lips and nose while she savored its sweet, alkaline taste. But Scott had other ideas. He had her down on the blanket in seconds. His hot hands spread her legs wide.
"I'm gonna fuck you now," he muttered. His cock twitched and quivered in the moonlight, gleaming with Carla's spit.
"But you just came," Carla said, staring into his glinting dark eyes. "Don't you need a rest?"
"That was just a warm up," Scott said. "I'd have split you in half if I hadn't come first. Fucking you with a full load would have been dangerous. I'd have got too carried away. Now that I've drained off a little of the top cream, I'm ready to warm up your pussy."
Carla shivered at his words, both out of excitement and fear. She looked at his huge cock. It looked murderous, and Scott was going to ram it up inside her virgin pussy. She half wanted to run, and she half wanted to feel that big cock slice her in two.
Scott's strong thumbs pried her pussylips wide apart. The breeze nipped at her exposed clit.
"Christ, you're juicy!" Scott said, his own words coming out juicy, he was salivating so much. "I've never seen a cunt this juicy. Christ, it's all up and down your legs!" He lowered his belly and touched his slick cockhead to Carla's clit.
Carla wanted to die. For the first time in her life, Carla felt the touch of a cock to her cunt. Her face burned. Tears rolled from the corners of her eyes. Her cunt sizzled. Prick to cunt! Prick to cunt! she kept repeating in her mind. The feel of it was almost unbearable. Her clit twitched, as if it were going to crawl right up the boy's gaping piss-slit.
Scott rubbed his cockhead up and down the wide-open lips of Carla's pussy, lubricating it with her slippery pussyjuice. Then he pushed it into the opening of her cunt and let her elastic-like pussylips snap shut around it.
"Oh, God, Scott!" Carla gasped. "You're gonna fuck me!"
"Damn right!" Scott said. "I'm gonna fuck that hot pussy of yours until those shining eyes of yours pop right out of your pretty little head. You ain't never had a fuck like the one I'm about to give you." He flexed his cock.
Carla looked down. Ten long inches of steel-hard cock jutted out of Scott's groin and probed at the entrance to her virgin pussy. Half the juicy head lay pulsating between her furry pussylips. A long bloated vein ran up the center of Scott's cock. Other gnarled veins surrounded the shaft. The big cock jerked with a cable-like strength from the throbbing of his pulse alone. Carla couldn't imagine the boy putting all the strength of his muscular body behind that murderous cock. He'd kill her for sure.
"Scott," Carla said, "I-I-I-" She wanted to tell him that she was a virgin.
"You're a hot sexy little female," Scott said. "And if I don't drive my prick into you soon, you ain't gonna get fucked at all, because I'm about ready to blow off right now."
"Oh, Scott!" Carla moaned. It was all she could get out.
"Wrap your legs around my ass," Scott said, "and hold on!"
Carla kicked her legs up and around Scott's ass. She locked her ankles together. She reached up and braced her palms against Scott's muscular back. She gazed into Scott's lust-glazed eyes, trying to relax, trying to open herself up totally for him. She held her breath, ready to receive his cock.
Scott grunted. His nostrils flared. He bared his teeth. He rammed his ten-inch cock up Carla's cunt-all the way!
Carla screamed. The pain was excruciating. But even worse than the pain was the loud snap of her cherry as Scott's cock blasted through it. She heard it snap, felt it tear apart. All went dark.
She opened her eyes. Scott's hard sweaty body lay over her full-length. His hot steaming breath blew against her face. He grunted like a young bull, his eyes glazed over with lust. His merciless cock squished in and out of her cunt. Was all that squishing from pussyjuice or blood?
Carla clawed at Scott's heaving back. Her heels dug into his contracting ass. Her pussy felt numb, but she could sense a fullness in her belly. Scott's prick stuffed her.
"Scott," she mumbled like a dreamer waking up from sleep. "Scott, what happened?" "You fainted," Scott said with a smile. "First time I ever made a girl faint." His eyes lit up with pride.
"I thought you killed me," Carla said. "Your thing is so big. I can hardly believe it's in me."
"It's in you all right," Scott said. "All the way up your hot little hole. But, jeez, you were sure tight when I first shoved it in. You almost made me come. And shit, I heard something pop!"
"That was my hymen," Carla said.
"Your what?"
"You know, my cherry. I was a virgin." Carla prickled with goosebumps at the realization that she was no longer a virgin.
"Goddamn!" Scott said. "Goddamn! Oh, shit, I wish I had known. I never took a girl's cherry before. I wanted so bad to get Jerry's, but Dad got it ahead of me." He grinned. "Goddamn! So I got your cherry. It felt great-popping it!"
"Am I bleeding?" Carla asked.
Scott raised up and pulled his cock nearly all the way out. He looked down. "Not that I can see. My prick looks white." He shifted his body. "There's a couple of drops of blood on the blanket, but that's all. Goddamn! I ain't never gonna wash this blanket!"
Carla giggled, relieved that she wasn't bleeding to death and thrilled that she'd pleased Cousin Scott. She reached up and pulled him back down on top of her. She pulled his beautiful face to her own and mashed their lips together. She kissed him long and deeply, inhaling his breath, tasting his sweet saliva.
"Fuck me, Scott," she moaned. "Fuck me until I scream. Do whatever you have to do to make yourself come. I'm yours."
Scott groaned. "Damn, you're a hot little thing!" He craned his neck and nuzzled her tits. Then, one at a time, he sucked her nipples.
Carla sighed. With each suck of Scott's hot mouth, her cunt contracted. She tingled all over. It felt as if somebody were sucking her toes. Her clit pressed hard against Scott's sliding cockshaft. The feelings were returning to her ravaged cunt. All at once she was aware of the heat of Scott's cock inside her. Then she felt the maddening sensations of his turgid cockmeat rubbing against the raw, supersensitive walls of her cunt. The big cock throbbed inside her, ballooned up deep in her body. She began to hump, moving her lusting young ass in response to the rhythm of Scott's cock-thrusts.
Scott wrapped his arms around her, letting the full weight of his body down on top of her. His muscular chest contracted against her tits. His abdominal muscles writhed against her soft belly. His hot mouth surrounded her lips, sucking them. His warm nostrils pressed against her own. He was covering her, smothering her, eating her, enjoying her totally. If only she could die like this! "Fuck me, Scott. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Carla gibbered out of her head. She forgot where she was. All she was aware of was the feeling of Scott against her, surrounding her, and the feeling of his big hard cock knifing in and out of her. She clamped her arms and legs around him, trying to crush him, trying to absorb him into every cell of her body.
Scott's sweaty asscheeks quivered as he heaved his loins. His bloated nuts banged again and again against Carla's upturned ass. The long muscles of his back writhed like snakes under her clawing fingers. His ten-inch cock made endless plunges up her oiled crotch, and the faster it plunged, the hotter it got. The friction of cuntmeat against cockmeat had both of them hot. The scent of sex filled the-air.
There was absolutely nothing better in the world than what Carla was feeling at this moment. Her cunt was made to be fucked, made to be filled with hot, throbbing, slicing cockmeat. She finally knew the meaning of the word "heaven." Her eyes rolled back in her head with the unbearable sensation of Scott's hot prick filing her clit raw.
Carla whimpered. This was almost painful- bitter-sweet. This was the best kind of pleasure-so intense that it verged on pain. Now she realized why Aunt Brenda had been whimpering while Uncle Fred was fucking her: it was because she was feeling so good that it almost hurt.
Carla squirmed. She clenched her cunt as tightly as she could. "Fuck meeeeee!" she whined. "Fuck meeeeeeeee!"
"Oh, Christ!" Scott gasped. "Oh, Jesus Christ! You're so tight! Oh, God!" His loins bucked furiously. His huge cock fucked harder and harder and harder.
Carla hovered at the brink of orgasm. She held her breath, trying to prolong the delicious feeling. "Cream me, Scott!" she gasped. "Shoot me full! Oh, Scott!"
She couldn't hold on any longer. A wave of intense orgasmic pleasure swept through her cunt. Waves of sex-sensation flooded her body. Every cell of her being pulsated. She envisioned Scott's essence saturating her body and spirit. Her pussy contracted out of control, spasming, sucking and chewing on Scott's cock. Her toenails clawed at Scott's ass.
Scott whimpered like a tortured puppy. A whine of pained pleasure came from deep inside him. His cock seemed to balloon to double in size. His big nuts pulsed. His hot jism spurted from his cock and scalded the depths of Carla's writhing cunt. He pelted her insides as if his cock were a machine gun firing out of control.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh! Eeeeeeeeeh! Carla! Fuck you!" Scott cried. "Jizz your pussy!"
"Shoot it!" Carla gasped. "Fill me up! Ohhhh, Scott!"
"Carla, baaaaaaby! Ohhh, jeeeez! Oooooooh!"
Scott's cock made quick, short, in-and-out fucks as it spurted.
The feelings these intense little fucking motions caused in Carla's spasming cunt made her grunt, "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Carla tensed before each burst of Scott's scalding jism. It felt like a shot of hot water each time a spurt of jizz splashed against the pit of her pussy. She could feel her spongy pussymeat absorbing his cum. She imagined Scott's jism going to every cell of her body-Scott becoming part of her.
As Carla's orgasm subsided, as the last spurts of Scott's jism leapt into her body, Carla relaxed back on the soft blanket. The half moon gleamed down on her and her beautiful young man. The soothing sound of the running stream suddenly filled her ears against a din of crickets. The scent of pussyjuice and jism blended with the scents of hay and strawberries and river. A shooting star flared across the sky above.
Scott kissed her.
Carla had never been so happy.