Chapter 10
"Oh, God!" Randi gasped, little strings of thick cum trailing across her lips and face. "It keeps getting better and better. I can't believe all of the fantastic fun and thrills I've been missing!" She raised her head and groaned. "Except maybe I'm trying to do too much too soon. I'm not in shape for these contortions yet, I think I've got a stiff neck."
Rodney Bradford was still braced over her sleek, gorgeous body, one hand on either side of her tits. He pulled back, tiring, and his shrinking cock popped right out of her squeezing cunt. He rocked back on his heels, then stood up and moved out from between her shapely legs. He stared at the lovely face, so familiar yet somehow so different. It took him a little while to figure out who the beautiful girl he'd been fucking was.
Suddenly it came to him. "Jesus Christ, skinny, homely Randalia Thornton!" Then he flushed. "I'm sorry. I mean, well, oh hell. I'm sorry, but it's the truth, Randi. You did used to be skinny and homely. God, you're sure not now! I mean, not skinny or homely! Jesus, there's some fabulous girls here today, but shit, you've got to be the prettiest girl in the whole fucking town, now!"
Miles Elliott laughed and agreed. Randi blushed and mumbled something, but before anybody could ask her what she'd said, the telephone on the bar rang.
"It's probably Britt saying she can't come," Casey complained.
She was still sitting on Arthur's giant prick, but they had finished a little before Randi had. She eased herself up, letting the boy's tremendous but softening prick slide out of her tight and talented pussy like a fat snake. She dashed for the telephone.
While Casey went to the phone, Rod just stared at Arthur's prick. "Holy shit! I've never seen anything like it!" he exclaimed. "I don't see how a girl as little as Casey can possibly fuck something that size! Shit, I don't see how any girl can get a cock that size into her cunt!"
Clio giggled. "You'd be surprised what a girl can get into her cunt, Rod. And ah three of the girls here today have fucked that cock. I'm not saying it's always easy, but it sure is fun. But most any kind of fucking is fun, isn't it? It isn't really the size that matters, it's how the guy uses what he has."
"That's for sure," Casey said, returning from the telephone. Her pretty face looked unhappy. "Just when things were getting really good, too. That was my dad. He, Mom, and the Morleys are at the airport and I have to go pick them up. Things went so good for them in the city that they finished early. Damn!"
"I guess that means the party's over," Miles grumbled, then smiled at Randi. "May I walk you home, Miss Thornton?"
"Sure," she giggled, "I'd like that. And my mom won't be home for hours, so we have the rest of the afternoon to get to know each other again. After all, I haven't seen you since last fall."
"And what a difference a school year can make!" Miles exclaimed, still amazed at the changes in his formerly homely, skinny young friend.
"I can drop you off, if you like," Casey announced.
Randi and Miles looked at each other and shrugged.
"Thanks, Casey, but I think we'd rather walk," said Randi.
Everybody started to laugh, then. The party was over but they all felt very good. They'd had a good fucking time and while it would have been nice to continue, it wasn't ah that bad that they had to leave, now.
Casey took a quick dip in the pool to cool off, dried herself, and dressed to go get her parents and Arthur's. The rest took a little more time, showered in the little outdoor stall next to the pool, then dressed. Randi and Miles strolled away from the pool area calling their good-byes, then headed for Randi's house, hand in hand. They walked in silence, a companionable silence, and when they reached the small house, Randi led Miles straight to her bedroom. Without a word they stripped off their clothes. Randi turned the bed down and climbed into it, then relaxed, flat on her back, with her lovely legs spread wide. Miles followed and got down on his knees between those long, shapely legs.
He leaned forward, about to start licking her already swelling cunt lips.
"No, not now," Randi murmured. "I don't need any stimulating, I just need to feel your hard cock moving inside my cunt. I'm already wet and ready!"
Miles moved over her, marveling once more at the change in this formerly sexless and now incredibly sexy, beautiful girl. In spite of what Randi had said about hurrying to get his cock in her, he couldn't resist a few licks and sucks on her lovely tits and incredible nipples. That brought an unexpected little giggle of joy from Randi, and a quick erotic shiver swept through her. Now she really needed Miles inside her!
Randi reached down between her legs and gently took Miles' already hard and throbbing cock and guided it to her creaming pussy. She was ready and eager, but she wasn't impatient. She wanted this fuck to be nice and slow and mellow, deep and caring. She wanted a tender, loving fuck. She wasn't out for quick thrills this time.
Miles had the same kind of feelings. It probably wasn't love, but he really liked Randi. He'd liked her a lot for many years, but never with the loving, sexual feelings he had for her now. And that was probably just as well, for she wasn't ready for sex before, not physically and not mentally. Now, with her newly developed body, her new-found beauty, and her growing self-confidence and adventurous spirit, Randi was ready for both sex and a relationship that included sex.
She gave another delighted shiver as his hard cock slipped into her wet, hot cunt. She was so ready that with one firm thrust Miles shoved his cock into her right up to the root of it. Her cunt wasn't at all loose, though. It was tight and firm, young and strong, but it was also eager and very, very wet. Her heavy flow of pussy cream greased the way for his cock, but the tightness of her cunt walls made a firm, delightful friction as Miles pumped his prick smoothly, easily in and out of her gripping, slipping cunt.
Randi guessed that the best way to describe this fuck was mellow. It was comfortable, pleasant, fun. As his cock moved firmly in and out of her, she could feel her sexual tensions mounting. They grew in a smooth, gentle, gradual flow, not with impatient, demanding strains. She wriggled several times, thrilled at the feeling of his big prick slipping around inside her, of her hot cunt gripping his rigid cock, holding it, then releasing it to slide in and out some more.
Randi reached up, put her arms around Miles, and drew him down to her. She planted a fat, wet kiss on his closed lips, then softly worked her tongue between his lips and into his mouth where she began exploring. Miles found himself unusually excited by this, an ordinary French kiss. He was surprised at himself, but pleased, and he began to search her hungry mouth with his tongue.
Next Randi raised her legs and wrapped them around Miles' ass. She pressed her firm, heavy tits against his solid chest and shook her shoulders slightly from side to side, thrilling at the sensations it caused in her tits and nipples. A steady, gentle stream of little spasms was sweeping through her body in ever increasing waves. She felt so good she couldn't believe it!
The sensations of skin against skin on her belly and tits, her arms and legs, and of course her pelvis and cunt, was somehow comforting as well as sensual. Instead of pounding away at each other, as her earlier fucks had done, Miles was thrusting gently, firmly, smoothly. His cock wasn't nearly as big as Arthur's. It wasn't nearly as thick as Rodney Bradford's. And it wasn't as long as Floyd Ryan's. Those were ah the things it wasn't, but she couldn't identify what it was, what was so special about it that it made her feel so much better than any of the others had. Whatever it was, it was an exhilarating sensation to feel it sliding around inside her, moving in and out with strong but tender strokes.
Slowly, tenderly, but steadily Miles was bringing her to a newer, higher, more deeply desirable sexual peak. Each stroke of his wonderful prick set off a new wave of spasms in Randi. And each wave put her on a higher degree of need. She wasn't impatient, though. It just seemed so natural to be lifted and carried on wave after wave of ever greater sexual climaxes.
Miles gradually increased the pace. His strokes were now full, withdrawing until just the tip of his rigid cock was between her slippery, soaking pussy lips, then thrusting rapidly, firmly, but tenderly until his whole cock was sunk deep into her cunt.
They weren't hurrying, but their needs were growing. Miles was experienced. He was gently leading Randi. Keeping his control, raising her carnal awareness, stroke by stroke. Randi's hips were now rising to meet his thrusts. They were in perfect rhythm with his.
Now he began to speed the pace, ever so slightly, with each thrust. She answered with a slightly harder thrust. They were moving faster now, Randi's little climaxes were becoming bigger. They were coming in a steady, uninterrupted series of spasms, each a little deeper than the last.
She felt as if she could fuck like this forever. As if heaven would be to just fuck and fuck and fuck like this without ever having to stop. Although her major orgasm was getting closer and closer, she didn't feel the need to hurry it. Every stroke of Miles' cock in her creaming, excited cunt was like an orgasm ah by itself. She was shivering and quaking all over. Little beads of sweat were glazing her golden-tanned body. She knew that her orgasm would come soon. She wanted and needed it, but she also wanted it to last and last.
Miles felt much the same way. He felt as if he could fuck like this for hours. Effortlessly, delightfully, just fuck away the rest of the day. Randi's tight, slippery cunt gripped and held his cock firmly but tenderly. Each stroke was sheer delight for them both.
Of course it couldn't last forever. Without even realizing it, both Miles and Randi were moving harder, faster, thrusting deeper. Randi realized that Miles was starting to come even before he did. At first she was afraid it would be over before she'd gotten there, but the first spurt of his hot cum into her eager cunt set off deep, powerful, tremendous waves of clenching contractions in her belly. They spread out through her whole nervous system. Her arms quivered, hardly able to hold onto Miles any longer. Her legs shook and jerked as little spasms shot down her thighs and through her cunt. Her solid, jutting tits were swollen and shaken, the nipples bursting with carnal electricity.
Miles felt his cum spurting into Randi's belly. He felt her body respond as a massive orgasm thundered through her in wave after wave of contractions. And he felt good. He felt marvelous. He felt ready to go out and slay dragons and bring their hides home to Randi. Oh shit, he thought, I must be falling in love!
Their contractions died away. Miles lowered himself and rolled off to Randi's side, then wrapped his arms around her and gave her a long, caring hug and kiss. Their breathing returned to normal, the spasms died away.
"Well, Miss Randalia Thornton, how was that?" he asked.
"Well now, Mr. Miles Elliott, I'd say it was fucking fantastic. I think yesterday and today have probably been the best days of my whole life!"
"Just think, then, we have practically the whole summer ahead of us. A whole summer to learn and experiment and have fun."
"It looks like I'm going to have one really super summer, Miles," she said with a wide grin. "You know, sex is really fun and it feels so good. But sex with someone you really care about is the best of ah!"