Chapter 4
Dave regarded the agitated blonde equably. "What's the fuss, baby?" he inquired.
"You-you want to do it to me, too, and I won't let you!" Karen cried. The immediate effect of this statement of intention was lost when her voice slid off to an importuning, propitiating whisper. "Please don't?"
Dave's interest was piqued. "If you're runnin' with this pair, baby, there can't be much new happen to your front porch." He rose from the bed with his half-diminished, reddened, and greasy-looking penis still emergent from his hairy belly. "Or is it just the love-muscle you're afraid of?"
He strode to the blonde girl, who tried to dart behind the armchair, but Dave seized her arm. "Don't!" she shrieked, the thin edge of panic in her highpitched outcry. "Don't touch me!"
Dave looked inquiringly at Nancy and Elaine. "This one a lezzie?" he asked.
Elaine had risen from the bed also. On her feet, she and Nancy had exchanged another lingering kiss, and Nancy's palm was lightly stroking the effulgence of Elaine's bare behind. "Not really," Nancy replied to Dave. "It's just that she was always afraid of boys and she's never gotten over it."
"It's a phobia with her," Elaine chimed in. "Karen can't help herself."
Dave returned his attention to the blonde, who was still trying to wrench free from his grip. "Easy, easy, baby," he said soothingly. "Why the hang-up?"
Karen didn't-or couldn't-reply. She stopped struggling, but stood breathing heavily, her slenderness all huddled together as though she feared assault.
Dave continued to regard her speculatively. Karen's timidity and obviously genuine fear continued to arouse his interest. "You watched from the bathroom last night?" he asked in a reasonable tone. Karen nodded, her sensitive-looking mouth strained. "Then why should I let you off? I didn't Elaine, and she don't look exactly like she was shot down in flames."
Karen shot a quick glance at her friend's ebullient nudity, plumply female and plainly well used, her thick swatch of red-gold hair at her apex-triangle damply limp, then looked away. "Please don't do it to me!" she entreated imploringly in a smothered tone.
"Okay," Dave agreed in unexpected largesse. "I'll make a deal with you, Karen. You take off those jazzy-lookin' hot pants an' give me a look at what you're savin' an' I won't lay a finger on you this mornin'. "
Karen stared at him suspiciously. "You mean you just want to look at it."
"That's right."
"But how can I trust you?" Karen asked as though she were arguing with herself.
Dave nodded at Nancy and Elaine. "There's your bodyguards. They ought to be able to give me a hard time while you run for the cops."
"It's not funny!" Karen said beseechingly, the corners of her mouth quivering. "I can't-I can't help it!"
"That's why we're makin' a deal," Dave answered. "You just unwrap it an' sit it down on my lap for a minute, an' then we'll hit the road for Shreveport." He let go of Karen's arm, plunked himself down in the armchair, and looked at the blonde girl expectantly.
She stood hesitantly for a long moment, and then her hands went slowly to her waist. "You'll help me?" she petitioned her friends. Nancy and Elaine nodded solemnly. Karen drew a deep breath, unfastened the ceremonial belt around her slim waist, and unzipped the side zipper on her girlishly white short-shorts. She tugged and pulled them down over the swell of hips that were slender but far from unfeminine-looking, then eased the shorts down her long, beautifully shaped white legs. Her entire lower body stood revealed in a pink bikini-brief.
"You're doin' great," Dave assured her, eyeing the blonde girl's lissome attractions. "Just shuck the blanket off the horse an' come sit here a minute."
With less hesitation Karen scooped the brief down until it tumbled over her ankles, joining the short-shorts. She stepped out of both and with an appealing little-girl modesty bashfully seated herself in Dave's lap.
Dave was at once intrigued by his first quick glimpse of Karen's almost hairless pussy. "Will you look at the little bare face on that cunt!" he exclaimed delightedly. Karen blushed scarlet. "Tip back a little, baby, an' give me a better look."
Hesitantly the blonde girl complied, sliding down in Dave's lap until she was resting almost on her shoulder blades with her legs lifted in the air.
"Open up," Dave commanded.
Karen widened her slender legs, and Dave gazed hungrily at the almost childish-looking pink furrow sparsely adorned with blonde hair. In contrast to Nancy and Elaine's business-like-looking, somewhat ragged genitalia, Karen's was the smoothly inward-folded vaginal excrescence of a five-year-old except for its dimensions. "Man, I can see how you missed gettin' it so far with that little piss-strainer!" Dave exclaimed. "Any guy who got this close to it would right away start thinkin' of jailbait!" Delicately he ran a finger from top to bottom of the rosy-looking fissure while Karen's thighs quivered. "Okay," Dave said finally. "Turn over an' let me see your ass."
Obediently the blonde girl squirmed herself face down over Dave's lap, exposing her nubile, delicate-yet-solid appearing naked bottom to
Dave's approving gaze. The quick-flaring sweep of pulchritudinous girl-flesh from slender waist to fragile-looking hip-fullness created a charmingly exquisite and flower-like appearance. Dave patted the silky-soft surfaces appraisingly, and Karen tensed involuntarily. "What the hell are you so damned afraid of, Karen?" Dave demanded.
"I don't-know!" she replied breathlessly. Her inner sensations were a mixture of prudish self-shrinking and a central warming excitement, but she couldn't force herself to relax and enjoy the male hand stroking her nude behind. "Honestly, I don't know!"
"She's always been like that," Elaine spoke up, eyeing Karen's alabaster-white beauteous-looking sit down. "She didn't speak to us for three weeks once when we were having a party and Nancy and I tried to roger her with a candle."
"Elaine!" Karen protested. "You shouldn't say such things!"
Dave inserted a thumb and forefinger between the blonde girl's pliant hind cheeks and separated them. He and Nancy and Elaine gazed down upon the depths of Karen's buttock-furrow, lightly dusted with blonde hairs. Centered therein was the paler-fleshed areola of Karen's anus with the darker target of her tightly-clenched brown buttonhole. Dave eased the tip of his little finger into this orifice and wiggled it about. Strangely, Karen made no verbal objection although her sphincter-muscle closed strongly about the intruder and her long, slender legs waved uneasily as they trailed over Dave's lap.
"Okay," Dave said finally with a brisk slap upon the over-his-knee amplitude of Karen's rump. "Next lesson tonight." He raised the blonde girl to her feet and watched her stoop swiftly to cover her nudity with the bikini-brief and short-shorts. Karen's pretty face was a delicate shade of pink, and she refused to look at either Nancy or Elaine.
Elaine used the bathroom and dressed while Dave reloaded the car. He maneuvered the seating arrangement so that a somewhat doubtful-looking Karen found herself in the front seat with him. For the first two hours on the highway Dave paid no attention to her, however, and gradually her wary, defensive attitude softened. The fastidious-looking slim blonde girl sat with her hands folded chastely in her lap.
Following their second late start, they had another late lunch, but in mid-afternoon Dave had the Toronado rocketing along the highway. There had been no sound from the back-seat passengers since they slumped against the cushions after the filling meal, and Karen, although sitting upright, was dozing peacefully when the touch of Dave's hand on hers snapped her gray eyes open apprehensively.
Karen's disquieted glance fell upon Dave, who had unzipped himself, and her eyes widened as she stared at the purple-headed lazy erection protruding from his slacks. Instinctively she pulled her hand away from Dave's and slid farther away from him on the seat, although she was unable to remove her gaze from the white-fleshed semi-rigidity so close at hand.
Dave patiently sought out her hand with his again and deliberately, with unhurried strength, pulled Karen's unwilling hand across the car seat and into his lap. Karen's lips pursed as Dave forced her hand down onto his exposure. Her palm tingled from its contact with the warm-feeling aroused penis, and her toes curled in her shoes.
At the touch of her soft hand Dave's hardness intensified, and Karen shivered as his maleness swelled in her hand. Despite her discomposure she couldn't refrain from closely studying the big prick whose dimensions terrified yet piqued her. She shot a quick glance into the back seat, where all was quiet, then gave herself up for the first time in her life to deliberate inspection of a male organ.
She fingered it lightly from tip to thick base, stroked it, squeezed it, and waggled it from side to side. She glanced quickly at Dave's face, but he was staring straight ahead down the road. Karen returned to her prisoner and delicately examined with her fingertips the coronal ridge behind the plum-colored head, then traced the prominent blue veins and the major vein underneath. She watched as a drop of clear liquid oozed from the slit in the rubbery-feeling head, and she could feel a similar emergent moisture dampening her own panties.
Dave made no effort to force her as he had done with Elaine the day before. He knew already that this proper-seeming, demure blonde girl operated on a different wave-length. He sat rock-like despite the stimulation afforded by the questing, exploring small hand as Karen made up for years of penis-curiosity by thoroughly examining the prospect in hand.
For fully twenty minutes she did everything but turn her captive inside out as she persisted with her belated recognition-process. Once or twice Dave almost lost control, but he was able to relax sufficiently to permit Karen's exploration to continue unchecked. Finally she tucked his erection partway back into his slacks with a final pat. "Thank you," she whispered across the front seat. In a moment she curled down into a flexible ball and slept.
Dave eyed the peaceful-appearing waxen blondeness of Karen as she slept. He shook his head thoughtfully. This was truly a tidbit to be savored when the time was right, and he sensed that the time was near. Karen's sexual curiosity would eventually overcome her little-girl fear, especially after her close-range witnessing of Dave's fucking of Elaine and Nancy.
He woke his road-weary passengers on the outskirts of Shreveport. Elaine selected the motel and as usual bargained successfully for the same type of accommodation as previously. "Short hop to New Orleans tomorrow," Dave announced as he carried the girls' bags inside. "I'll call my friend Harry Scott right now an' see what's cookin' at his end of the line."
Nancy sat in the room's armchair while Dave curled up on the bed with the telephone and placed his call. Elaine and Karen were in the other bedroom. "Hey, Harry!" Dave said exuberantly when he had his connection. "This is your buddy Dave ninety miles out an' flyin' low. Yeah, that's right. I'll hit the deck in your area around noon tomorrow." He listened, then winked at the listening Nancy. "Naw, the usual kind of trip. Except I got three goodlookin' women with me who want to see the Mardi Gras."
He listened again, twining the phone cord in his powerful fingers. "I am like hell kiddin'. Wait'll you see them." There was a short pause. "You got what? A house? To put us all up?" Dave glanced at Nancy, who looked doubtful. "Tell you what, Harry," Dave resumed, "we'll talk about it when I see you tomorrow. We're all interested in holdin' down expenses, naturally, so maybe we can work somethin' out. You've really got the space?"
He was silent for a good two minutes as Nancy could hear the faint sound of the voice at the other end of the line. "Two bedrooms an' a couple daybeds? Yeah, it sounds okay, but I got to check with my females. You still playin' the piano at the Silver Spur? Yeah? Well, okay, I'll see you tomorrow. We'll have a drink to the sweet life at Parris Island." He hung up the phone.
"What's Parris Island?" Nancy asked.
"Marine boot camp," Dave explained. "Two degrees this side of pure hell." He looked at Nancy speculatively, then crooked a finger at her. "C'mere, handsome."
Nancy's heartbeat quickened but she remained in her chair. "Don't you think it's time we started behaving like adults?" she inquired.
"No, I don't," Dave said emphatically. "C'mere."
"What do you want?" Nancy asked rhetorically, rising from the armchair. She approached Dave, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. He stationed her between his knees, then ran his hands up inside the back of her skirt and cupped her full-blown pantied buttocks in his palms. "Dave!" Nancy protested.
He was staring up into her face while his hands laved her wide-bottomed fulsomeness. "How's your ass?" he asked.
"Still tender," she replied with attempted lightness, but a quaver in her voice betrayed the quick arousal taking place within her as the strong male hands massaged her croup. "Dave!" she said in an intense whisper. "We mustn't!"
The back of her skirt was elevated by Dave's muscular forearms. His hands rose higher and seized the elasticized waistband of her panties. Nancy drew a long breath as Dave pulled her panties down, exposing her portly hind cheeks, still dotted with pinch-bruises that were already fading. Right in front of Dave's face, slightly below eye level, the down-drawn panties revealed Nancy's thick bush, silky-soft yet bristling with its fleecy curls surmounting her prominent mound. Dave leaned forward and pressed his lips against his aunt's warm belly.
Nancy shuddered at the sensation engendered by Dave's mouth as his lips grazed lightly upon the warm-ivory satin-softness of her abdomen. She blew out her breath sharply as Dave turned his head and crouched down so that he could fit his face into her thigh-juncture where his tongue darted into her nearly concealed crevice, "Dave!" she said weakly.
He withdrew his face and rose to his feet. "Take your clothes off," he said abruptly. "Just the smell of that nooky of yours turns me on." He raised the arms still under her clothing and lifted Nancy's dress and slip up to her shoulders. She stood passively while he pulled them off over her head.
She watched nervously as he began to undress, her emotions a tangled kaleidoscope of whirling perturbation. Desire for the rising maleness visible with the removal of her nephew's jockey shorts mingled with panicky self-condemnation for the lewdness of her own thoughts. Mechanically she stooped and plucked her down-fallen panties from around her ankles, then tossed them onto the bed.
Naked, Dave approached her and put his arms around her. Nancy had on only her bra and stockings. She shivered as the male body closed with hers and Dave's semi-hard mouth fused on her own. How could she be so abandoned, one corner of her mind questioned as Dave's tongue probed between her lips and scoured her mouth, and involuntarily she came up on her toes to return his scorching kiss. She could hear their heavy breathing as she shot her own tongue into Dave's mouth and lips and tongues languorously writhed in scalding sexual stimulation.
All reasoning processes and all shame fled completely as Nancy felt Dave's mighty mainspring rise up and probe at the front of her thighs.
Feverishly she reached down and took hold of his beefy power-prong and tried to fit it into herself standing up. The only sensation left in the world was the yearning one in her sweltering cunt for this massive pole.
"Wait!" Dave said hoarsely, backing away. He took her hand, and before Nancy realized what he was doing, her nephew half-led, half-pulled her through the bathroom into the other bedroom. Only in the last few yards did she seriously attempt to pull back, and by then it was too late. Silence fell upon the vivaciously chattering Elaine and Karen as they witnessed Dave's and Nancy's nude invasion of their room. A familiar look of agitated unease spread over Karen's pale-blonde features, but this time it was accompanied by a follow-up look of speculative curiosity.
Dave sat Nancy down upon the bed. She was almost numb with cock-yearning and indifferent to the stares of her big-eyed friends. Dave tipped her onto her back, spread her legs, and began to finger-frig her pouting chalice while at the same time he called to Elaine. "C'mon an' suck this a minute," he said, pointing to his groin.
His forefinger dipped in and out of his aunt's cunt-hole while her breath whistled noisily and Elaine approached him hesitantly. Karen watched fascinatedly as the red-haired girl knelt as though hypnotized in front of Dave and bent her bright head until she could tip the head of his already stalwart penis-sturdiness into her mouth. Elaine began to suck on the prick steadily as Dave continued to drive Nancy wild with his dexterous stimulation of her wide-splayed sexual parts.
The fully clothed Elaine felt as though she were bursting inside her constricting clothing as she tongued and sucked Dave's fortified shaft. She wished she were as near-naked as Nancy, whose muscles just under her tautly shining skin were rippling and jiggling from sensation-stimulated sexual sparks twitching her soft flesh.
"All right!" Dave muttered, pushing Elaine's head away. Elaine remained kneeling passively beside the bed as Dave turned Nancy over until she was face down, then indicated to her that she was to rise to her knees. Karen moved closer until she was standing beside Elaine, and both girls watched in mounting excitement as Dave widened Nancy's knee-stance before moving in behind her on his knees and bringing his prick up between her thighs.
His big hands forced his aunt's upper body downward until her sleek-looking back was an inclined slope and her tell-tale pinch-bruised bottom was thrust firmly backward. He slotted the tip of his erection in Nancy's gaping twat from his dog-fashion fucking position and began to thrust his stout shaft into her.
With its disappearance inside her, Dave's ramrod teased his aunt's sensitized clitoris, and she gasped aloud as Dave began to fuck her in earnest with long, plunging strokes. His hard belly whacked noisily against her soft behind as the long penis penetrated Nancy's pulsating depths. She began to make inarticulate, tongue-tied sounds as Dave's pace quickened and his tough tallow submerged itself incessantly in her pussy-crypt.
"Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!" Nancy's husked voice throbbed as Dave continued to plow her garden. She found the strange position tremendously arousing. Her entire sex-zone felt pleasantly aflame. Her knees flexed continually as she eagerly supported Dave's lunges into her palpitating penis-crammed quim. "Ohhhhhh! Ooooh! Ohhhhhh!" her voice soared.
Dave himself was lost to everything except the womanly quiver so tightly clutching except the shaft. He withdrew right to the tip of his prick on each pull-back to enjoy more fully the delicious plunging sensation of each complete immersion in his aunt's sizzling cranny. He felt a warning tingling in his balls as his discharge began to crowd to the surface, and he slammed up still harder into the well-greased channel he was poking.
Karen crouched suddenly to get down to Elaine's eye level so the blonde girl could better see the slippery-looking, inflexible stiff pole ramming Nancy's swimming cunt with metronomic regularity. Nancy's voice rose in a poignant chirping outcry. "Ohh! Ohh! G-God!" she stammered. "I'm-ohh!-it's lovely-ooooh!-I'm-ohhh!it's-starting! Ahhhhhhh! AHHHHH! Aieeeeee! I'm coming! I'm-AHHHHHHHhhhhhhhh!"
She crouched forward on her elbows, all her flesh slack for an instant, quick little shudders of draining emotion convulsing her nude body. At the same instant Dave grunted loudly and began to whack his turbulent rod into Nancy's quiver with even more force. His regular strokes into his aunt's quim disintegrated into rabbit-like plunging as hot jets of sperm cascaded from the straining tip of his hefty rocket-engine into her overflowing cavern. Thin streams of semen ran down Nancy's inner thighs.
Nancy sighed deeply as she felt the formerly unflagging big penis begin to wane inside her. A realization of her position as well as of the watchers in the room overwhelmed her, and she tried to flatten out on the bed. To her distress, Dave's hands locked under her belly held her immobile, and Elaine and Karen feasted their eyes on the dark-haired girl's tremendously well-fucked appearance.
Dave pulled out of her finally with a loud sucking noise that to Nancy's cringing ears sounded mortifyingly loud. She dropped to her stomach as soon as Dave removed his hands as though she hoped to hide the dripping evidence of Dave's well-advertised semen-burst into her oozing chasm. She felt terribly ashamed that Karen and Elaine had openly witnessed her subjugation, but her body reveled in the afterglow of the powerful stimulation it had received.
When Nancy turned her head, Karen's face was practically level with hers. "What does it really feel like?" the blonde girl whispered in an intensely felt query that surmounted her ingrained inhibitions.
Nancy had to clear her throat before she could reply. "There's no feeling like it-in the world," she said huskily. "There's no way I can explain it."
Dave had turned his attention to Elaine. He dropped his hands on the shoulders of the red-haired girl, who was still kneeling beside the bed, and pulled her head closer to his groin as he sat on the bed's edge. Elaine shrank slightly at first as her nose was rubbed against the rubicund, greasy penis, then gave it a tentative lick with her tongue. "That's it," Dave grunted, pulling her head tightly in against his crotch until she could hardly breathe. "Bring it back up for Karen."
The words generated a picture that Elaine found inexpressibly horny. The thought of Dave's lusty maleness in combination with the blonde girl's shrinking femininity really turned Elaine on. She couldn't wait to see it, if Dave really meant it. She plunged her face into his lap and took the flagging penis in her mouth and began to lip-caress and mouth-fondle it busily.
Nancy sprawled laxly on the bed with her polka-dotted wide bottom upturned while she watched Elaine's vigorous oral manipulation of Dave's member. The diminished prick began to swell again, and Elaine's mouth ovaled as she tried to retain all of the increasing erection inside her hardworking mouth. Slowly the thick base emerged little by little, and Elaine was reduced to sucking hard at the rampageous head and tip which pressed ever harder against the back of her throat.
Nancy felt a slight tinge of envy as she watched Elaine's mouth's obvious love affair with Dave's prick. Dave should have let her suck him off, she thought to herself. Hadn't she taken all of his hard gristle in her sex-arbor and wrung semen-tribute from him in copious quantities? Dave should have let her finish the job, Nancy felt, but she really didn't have the strength to protest.
Dave pushed Nancy slightly to one side on the bed and at the same time moved Elaine backward on her knees, away from his totally re-aroused brawny erection. His flinty gray eyes rested on the suddenly nervous Karen, who had straightened up from her former crouching position where she could watch better Dave's mighty rogering of his aunt.
"Okay, Karen," Dave said breezily. "Strip."
The blonde girl swallowed hard. "P-please," she begged. "I'm afraid."
"Strip," Dave repeated. "Or I'll get these two to help you."
Karen's hands went uncertainly to the lace-edged blouse she wore with her short-shorts. "You're not going to do that to me, are you?" she appealed. She unbuttoned the blouse and removed it, then fumbled with her bra clasp. "Are y-you?"
"You'll love it," Dave told her, eyeing with satisfaction the surprisingly plump pink-nippled love-apples that popped into view with the removal of Karen's brassiere. "That's a nice set of tits you've got there, Karen. Now bust your ass out of the asbestos packing."
Quick tears trembled on the blonde girl's eyelids, poised an instant, and then began to run down her pale cheeks. Karen, however, obediently unzip-pered her hot pants as she had before and tugged them downward. She took a deep breath, looked at Dave beseechingly, then at his hard-eyed stare meekly pulled down her bikini-brief. Her beautifully formed thighs and yielding malleable buttocks, bantam-sized only by comparison with her friends' wide-spanned capaciousness, glowed whitely in the room.
Dave found the blonde girl's spotlessly virginal, angelically modest demeanor irresistibly attractive. He took Karen's arm and pulled her down onto his lap. Her mouth was tense and her flesh was cold, and Dave slowed what had been about to be an impetuous assault. He stroked, cupped, and fondled Karen's round bubbies with their carmined thrusting nipples, then rubbed her smooth belly gently with the palm of his hand.
Karen's breath caught in her throat and her body-stiffness slackened. Dave tapped Elaine on the shoulder and nodded toward Karen's pink-folded almost-hairless embrasure as he tipped the blonde girl onto her back and parted her long legs. "C'mon, Elaine," Dave instructed, "give this little cherry-holder a fast tongue-bath."
Elaine moved around Dave's thigh until she could easily reach Karen's up-thrust pouting pink blossom. The red-haired girl licked the whole length of Karen's pussy-lips while the blonde's slender legs stiffened, then thrust the tip of her tongue into Karen's cunt-hole and wiggled it around. "Ooooooooh!" Karen exclaimed throat-ily, her back arching.
"Your turn now, Nan," Dave said easily. "Give it a once over, twice."
Nancy climbed down from the bed and knelt in front of Karen as Elaine made way. Nancy's smoothly heavy hind cheeks rippled gelatinously as she thrust her face into Karen's warm grotto and retracted with her tongue the saliva-laden path Elaine had taken just a moment before. Karen squealed shrilly as Nancy once more emulated Elaine and forced her tongue into Karen's cunt, which deposited a salty residue upon Nancy's tongue-tip.
Elaine impulsively reached down between Nancy's buttocks and inserted a finger in her still-damp twat. The unexpected sex-touch made Nancy surge forward until her nose was almost buried in Karen's apricot-colored sex-incision, and the blonde girl squealed again at the sensation afforded by Nancy's hot breath. Elaine continued to finger-frig the kneeling Nancy who continued to lick and suck Karen's pussy.
"Okay," Dave said at last. "Give us a little room now. He moved Karen from his lap onto the bed.
Immediately the blonde girl tensed again. "I can't help it!" she pleaded to Dave's disgusted look. "You're going to h-hurt me!"
"Just for a minute," Dave said soothingly. "An' then you'll never have to worry about it again."
Renewed tears dribbled down Karen's pale cheeks. "But your big thing will hurt me!! " she importuned Dave as if she thought he hadn't heard her before.
"Stop your squallin'! " Dave said with more bite in his voice. He rose from the bed and stood erect while facing Karen, who was on her back. Dave seized her thighs and slid her to the edge of the bed until her legs dangled. "Put your feet flat on the floor!" he ordered. Karen did so fearfully. "Now make all the rest of you as flat on the bed as you can."
Nancy and Elaine watched puzzledly as Dave widened Karen's thighs, the backs of which remained flat on the bed. "Keep the soles of your feet on the floor," Dave commanded. He moved in between the blonde's legs and placed the tip of his prick against the entrance to her pink, hairless grotto. He bent down over Karen with his hands on either side of her waist for support and to hold her firmly in place, then began a steady thrust forward.
"Oooooooh, you're stretching me!" Karen whimpered. "It's too big! It's too big!"
"It's not too big," Dave said exasperatedly. He increased the pressure on Karen's tender cunt.
"Oww!" the blonde muttered, tossing her head from side to side. "Oww! You're hitting-bottom! You're-ooooooh!" She caught her breath in an indrawn gasp as Dave suddenly slipped inward three inches. "That stings! It stings!"
"Would you believe I'm in her?" Dave said matter-of-factly to Nancy and Elaine.
"You can't be," Elaine said flatly. "She'd have screamed the walls down. And what kind of a position is that?"
"It's called the suspensory position," Dave replied slowly easing his thick white prong farther into Karen's gaping pussy. "The angle makes the softer prick-head stretch an' break the cherry instead of the hard-ringed corona which really rips it." He looked down at the blonde girl worriedly biting her lip. "How you doin', puss?"
"Don't go in any farther!" she implored him. "Please don't go in any farther!"
"You silly," Elaine giggled, "he's in almost up to his balls."
Karen raised her head. "I don't believe it!" she said, trying in vain to see what was taking place in the area of her fragile sex-chute. "He-he can't be!"
"He is, though," Nancy confirmed. "How's your pussy feel now, Karen?"
"Tender," the blonde girl acknowledged. "But I'm afraid if he goes in any further it will really start hurting."
"Don't you understand?" Elaine cried. "He's already broken your hymen!"
Still disbelieving, Karen blinked nervously as Dave began to move in and out of her in slow motion.