Chapter 3
Kimberly had enjoyed it all, but it had served to make her feel all the hotter. Now, was there any way Winston could be made to do something for her? He lay on the bed like a beached whale, his belly pointing toward the ceiling and his penis all shrunken and pointing nowhere in particular.
"Like it, Kimmie?" Winston was asking hopefully, panting, unable to believe the amount of strength sucked from him by his climax.
The girl was really something. She had given him that feeling he had sought for so long. At one point he had been convinced it was all a myth, and that such feelings never really existed. Now he knew better. It was there, waiting, needing just the right person to urge it out of him.
"It tasted wonderful," she assured him, licking her lips and using his shirt to wipe whatever else was left from her face. "But I'm all boiling and feeling funny, inside. Can't you help me, Winston?"
"Sure," he nodded, gasping. "Just give me a couple of minutes to catch my second wind. I'm going to show you just why men and women are constructed so totally different from one another."
"I thought it was so each could have something to play with when they came together," Kimberly said.
"In a way," he nodded, still gasping. "But there's a specific reason why a man is built with a penis and a woman with a vagina instead of something else."
"I may be innocent, but I know about reproductive functions," Kimberly told him.
"When a man gets nice and hard, Kimmie, and his penis can actually fit into a woman's vagina, he's in heaven. Tell me, when did you have your last period?"
"It ended Thursday," she told him. "Why?"
"Because if a man ejaculates into a woman's vagina any time from one week after her period has ended, to one week before her next one begins, the woman might become pregnant. I wouldn't want such a thing to happen to you."
"But since your period ended only a couple of days ago, you're in what is known as the safe time of the month. To be on the safe side, I'll show you how to douche yourself out, afterward. This way we can make sure nothing happens."
"You mean you're going to put that thing of yours into me?"
"If we can get it hard enough. And it's called a penis. I'm going to fuck you with my penis."
So that's what he meant, she said to herself, thinking of what Mickey had said to her friend.
"I don't know," Kimberly shrugged.
"Hey, don't worry," Winston reassured her. "It'll hurt a little at first, but once the hurt is gone, you'll find it feels terrific. You're going to love it."
"But I don't want to be hurt."
"Honey, whenever you decide you're going to let someone do it, whoever is going to do it is going to hurt you a little. It has to hurt the first time. But you're young, and your insides are elastic, and the virginal membrane can stretch. It only hurts for a moment, and then it feels great!"
"But how do we go about making you hard, again?"
"You leave that up to me," he told her. "I'm feeling a little stronger now, so you lie back, open those pretty little white thighs, and let Winston go to work."
"You mean you're going to lick me down there?"
"That's right. I see you know a lot about it."
"Only a little," she admitted. "Well, I'll teach you everything. And I'll let you practice with me as often as you want."
"You're being very nice to me."
"Well, you've been one of my favorite people for a long time."
Kimberly lay back, opening her strong young thighs, and Winston sat up, hovering over her loins like a fat vulture. With his hands he spread her legs even farther apart, looking at the pretty, blonde mound and the pouting labia. He slowly lowered his face toward her virgin cunt, inhaling the freshness of her exuberant youth emanating from within. She could feel his breath tickling the ridges of her outer lips, and then, like an icicle, his tongue was teasing its way into her soft crack, parting the curtains of her soft, outer lips, probing deeper, lapping up and down.
Kimberly felt wave after wave of orgiastic shudders tremble through her body as she squirmed, writhed and wriggled. She would have clamped her thighs shut had not Winston forced them apart with his hands. His tongue was working along her inner, tight vaginal wall, licking madly, driving her insane with pleasure. No wonder Angela had wanted Mickey to do this to her. It was terrific. She felt Winston's face pressing harder into her mushy vagina as his lips sucked at her labia while his tongue plunged ever deeper into her heated sex trough.
Kimberly continued bucking madly, thrashing wildly around, tugging her body one way, then another as her heels pounded against his back. She felt his upper lips close over her clitoris, the funny little button she had rubbed to make herself feel so good the previous night. When his lips touched it, she almost screamed. Then his tongue came sliding out of her hot center and licked at the clit, making her jump all the more.
"Like it?" he asked, taking his face away for a moment.
"Oh yes, yes," she gasped, unable to believe all this was happening to her. Just think, less man twenty four hours earlier, she had watched her friend play at this game. Now she was part of it, only she was going to enjoy it even more. Winston had even promised to fuck her, and he told her that would be the best feeling of all....
Winston sank his tongue into her sweet, syrupy center again, licking out the creamy gobs of colorless fluid she was emitting. Heaven! She tasted like no other female. Her juices were fresh and tasty, and her cunt meat was so alive and vibrant. His mouth watered at the taste of her, and he could feel tingles fill his body as never before.
With other women he'd had difficulty maintaining one erection. Yet with this sweet, fresh young thing he could feel his second hard-on already throbbing. It was as if he'd never had his first orgasm. Even so, it wasn't quite hard enough for him to press it into her tight pussy. As he lapped, he saw just how narrow her interior was. He had a thick pipe, and it would be hard enough shoving it in there when fully rigid. Flexible, he wouldn't be able to do anything with it. He had to make certain it was unbending.
Even as he continued slurping his tongue through her sweet cunt, he moved his body around, raising a leg and bringing it down on the other side of her head so his hard cock dangled over her face. He needed it super-hard.
Kimberly got the idea, seeing his balls thwack against her head. She pulled his ass down and began licking his penial tip again and again. Then she once again opened the dark, wet cavern of her tight little mouth, and felt him drive his meat down, still only half-thrusting, since only half his solid cock would fit into her. He began bucking his ass up and down, running his pistoning pipe through her mouth again and again, making it ever harder as he continued lapping into her tasty pussy.
Kimberly, her mouth stuffed with cock, felt his lips and tongue concentrating on her clitoris at the moment, and it drove her even wilder. She knew she would be getting that good feeling soon, and it would be a lot better than the one she'd had the previous night in the attic. She felt his hard cock slamming into her mouth so quickly, the balls were slapping against her face, but she loved it.
And then, just like that, he stopped. He pulled his throbbing meat from her lovely little cupid's bow mouth, while tugging his face from her seething depths.
"Now," he whispered, turning around and hovering over her, "we're going to fuck. And I can tell you right now, after you've been fucked once, you'll never want another day to go by without being fucked again."
"Is it really that terrific?" she asked, blinking her eyes, innocently.
"It's better than terrific," he told her. "Watch!"
"I'm gonna do more than just watch," she told him. "Go on, I'm ready. Stop talking about it and do it. Please," she added.
Winston reached down and felt his throbbing phallus. It was granite-solid. He guided it against her tender, juicy, youthful labia, pressing lightly against her wet crack. Then he grunted and began pushing.
Kimberly felt him shoving. At first all she could sense was the pressure of his thick bulblike penial tip as it pressed against her. There was no pain, but neither was there any pleasure. True, she was all excited, anticipating just how much fun it was going to be. Then he pressed a little harder, and she felt her soft labia gates start separating. Right from the beginning she could tell it was going to hurt a little bit. His stretching her cunt lips so far apart was already annoying, then little by little he began pushing his cock a little harder, and it began sinking deeper and deeper into her.
"Aaayyyaaaggghhhhhh!" she moaned, feeling full of tightly stuffed cock.
She almost told him to pull out but, when she opened her mouth, his weight pressing down on her stomach knocked the wind out of her and she was unable to speak. He thrust in it a little deeper, stretching her inner vaginal walls all the more, and strange sensations shot through her.
"Uuuunnnggghhh!" was all she could gasp, feeling his belly press into hers as he pushed all the harder.
Winston expected to feel the resistance of her cherry at this point, and steeled his body for a hard thrust to break the hymen once his throbbing glans encountered it. But as he slid deeper, he found no such resistance. He knew she was a virgin. She had to be from the tightness within. He could see the grimaces on her face from the novel sensation of being stuffed tightly with rock hard cock.
She was a tomboy. She participated in a lot of activities. Aside from sports, she could do cartwheels, and a full ballet split. No wonder her cherry wasn't there!
"Don't worry," he gasped. "You don't have a hymen in there. You won't feel additional pain."
Well damn! Kimberly thought. Did he mean that it was supposed to be even more damn uncomfortable than what she was feeling now? If she'd known how strange this was going to feel, she would have thought twice before consenting to it.
He slammed the full length of his cock all the way into her young, girlish depths, feeling the way her tight pussy constricted around it, tugging it in and sucking on it as a calf would nurse on its mother's udder. He pressed it even further, rubbing the knob against her youthful cervix, rotating it so her tight, inner tunnel slowly began to dilate....
After nearly five minutes of pressing it deeply into her, he slowly began tugging it back. And that was when Kimberly realized the strange feeling was fast fading-and more important, as his hard cock left her, she was overwhelmed by an immense sensation of overpowering rapture. The ecstatic thrill had sneaked in with the pain of his initial entrance, but had remained once the pain had departed.
"Please, Winston," she gasped. "Please don't take it out. I didn't know how good it would feel. It doesn't hurt anymore. It just feels really good. Please put it back in."
Slowly he eased it into her again, and she felt the wonderful delight return. Ohhhh yes, this was it. This was the feeling to end all feelings.
"Oh my!" she heard him say. "You're like thick honey in there, fighting me every inch of the way, but finally yielding."
"Is that good?" she asked.
"Sweetheart, I don't know what you're feeling, but I'm feeling very, very good. I've never felt this good before."
"It feels so solid and stiff and ... well ... really hot."
He tugged his loins back, then steamed forward again, plunging his thick, trembling phallus all the way into the warm, crushing tightness of her pressuring pussy. Kimberly sighed and gasped, her hips now riding up to meet his downward thrusts. Thrill raced after thrill inside her body as the thick broadness of his burning cock charged all the way up into the aching core of her deep hollow, filling the entire channel with his meat.
Kimberly felt so hot she thought she was running a crazy internal fever. She had never dreamed, in all her almost-nineteen years, that anything could feel this good. From the throbbing of his pulsing penis as it moved inside her, she instinctively knew it would only be a few more moments before she would discover what it would feel like to have that thick, gooey, tasty liquid flood through her. He was driving forward madly, his eyes all glazed, not hearing or seeing anything, and concentrating on the feeling of his solid prick pushing through her clutching snatch.
Kimberly caught the rhythm of the way he was fucking into her, and she found herself automatically matching it. Her thighs rammed up, her sweet pussy kissing the base of his cock and feeling the tickle of his pelvic hairs as she dug her heels into the bed for improved leverage. She could feel the way her newly-opened cunt tunnel clung to his thrusting phallus as the inner depths of her sucking vagina continued tugging him in.
Poor Angela, she thought. She doesn't know what it's like to be fucked. Poor Angela. She's the one really missing out on the best part of all this.
Her sticky cunt lips clung leech-like to his cock, surrounding it like a jelly fish would surround its intended victim. His heavy testicles thrilled her each time they slammed against her round asscheeks. And the sucking sounds of her cunt as it pulled in his cock was music to her ear.
"UHHHHHHHHH!" she gasped. "I can feel it. It's building inside of me. I can really feel it. OOOOOOH, YESSSSSS!"
"Come, baby, COME!" Winston urged. "Let that orgasm wash right over you."
Come! Orgasm! All these meant the same thing. All these words referred to that wonderful feeling she got at the end of it all!
She felt him plunging his mighty cock into her with even greater ferocity now, his weighty, plunging rod reaming its way up and through the sticky delight of her clutching hole. The gripping wonder of her cuntal interior seemed to caress every part of his plunging penis. He was ramming the meat home again and again, and so much of his weight was on top of her, she could feel his chest hair scrubbing her sensitive nipples. Shit! She wished she had tits like Angela, so Winston wouldn't have to lean down so far to rub his chest against her breasts.
Winston felt his next load of hot sperm starting to rise. It was leaving his testicles, easing into his penis, and was rising higher and higher, ready to blast out of him at any second.
He'd already had one orgasm. He wanted little Kimberly to have hers. Not that he was being unselfish-on the contrary, he was being very selfish. He knew if he could make her come here, now, she would be back for lots more of this kind of action. And now that Winston had finally found the one person to restore his potency, he was in no hurry to lose her.
His thrusting penis rammed ever deeper into her seething depths now, and she was bouncing so wildly he had to use his weight to keep her down. His phallus was moving at light-speed now, and her sweet, sucking cunt continued nursing madly on it. Her body was moving, gyrating and spinning under all his weight. For a small woman, she was very strong.
"I can ... I can, can ... feel can feel. ... feel ... uggghhh ... rrrrrrr...." she gasped in a whisper.
"I can feel it...."
"Good, good," he murmured.
And then Kimberly suddenly felt it hit, with all the power of a roaring, rushing cyclone whirling through her innocent, naked body.
"Oh, Winston...! Wha-what's happening!?! Ohhhhhh! Unh! Unh! Ooohhhh!!!" she screamed, realizing how much like Angela she sounded as the sound tore from her throat. Ecstasy had been the cause of her uncontrollable yell, and the way she struggled as she came, only brought Winston's erotic senses to a higher pitch. His swollen cock, dormant for so long, now prepared to unleash its second blast in less than an hour. Yes, this girl was good for him. He couldn't let her go.
Kimberly felt him ram his thick prick forward as it swelled so much she felt tremendous pressure against her tightening interior. The flow was rising higher and higher, and then it blew up inside her as he screamed, "Waaahhh! aaarrrggghhh!"
Floods of sperm poured into the tightness of her crushing cunt as he pumped all the more madly into her. Kimberly thrilled to the heated splashing of the sticky fluid she had drank so lustingly not too long ago. It didn't matter where he shot it into her, it felt good.
Winston pumped until his shriveled penis simply fell out of the girl's twitching love box, then he rolled off her and lay next to her, gasping as he never had before.
"Can we do it again, sometime?" she pleaded.
"I don't see why not," Winston replied, smiling.