Chapter 2
"You're hurting me! Stop it!" Emily cried, shoving her hands against Tad's chest. The pain grew worse. God, it was as if someone were pushing a sharp spike up her pussy. Emily squirmed on the cot, arching her back, beating her heels against the marine's hips, clawing his shoulders with her fingernails-anything to get, that painful fat dick out of her virginal pussy.
But the young man held on, shrugging off Emily's futile attempts to knock him away.
"Just lie still and maybe you'll like this as much as I do."
"No, never! Ohhhh, you said you wouldn't hurt me!" she sobbed. "You're killing me!" Her face was pinched and red as she struggled for breath. The pain was, awful. Bending her back even more, the teenager rolled up her eyes. She felt as if she were splitting in two, coming apart in the center.
Suddenly there was a terrible ripping sensation deep inside her pussy. The girl stopped her groaning. Her face was a mask of concentration as Tad's prick rushed through her torn cunt. Ohhhh, God, he'd ripped her cherry. The young woman screamed out loudly, clawing his shoulders as she felt cock-meat rush all the way into her pussy for the first time.
"Ohhhhhh!"
The young girl clung to Tad, her body shuddering from the pain.
"Easy, easy, just take it easy," he whispered, stroking her-cheeks with the back of one hand.
Strangely, the pain did seem to ease up. But the knowledge that her virginity had just been tarn from her cunt was another kind of pain plaguing her now. She turned her face away from the young marine, fighting back the tears as Tad finished jamming the rest of his prong in her snatch.
"Yeah, good, hot, tight and fine!" Tad commented. "Man, ain't too many virgins I've plugged! Told the truth eh? Gonna give you one hell of a roddin' for that ... kinda your reward," he said with a grin, feeling a glow of satisfied triumph.
Emily winced. He was gloating, actually gloating. Straddling her, Tod smiled down at the girl, almost laughing at her vulnerability. Emily could see he was glad it had turned out this way, glad she was this hot, this anxious, glad she, had nearly dropped o her, knees and begged for dick after she'd screamed for help, it was as if he expected her to thank him for tearing out her cherry. The blonde teen bit her lip, fighting back the desire to scream again.
"Ohhhhh ... hurt, hurts," Emily groaned as Tad started sliding his cock in and out, stirring his fat hard hunk of cock-sausage in her sore pussy.
"Yeah, still hurtin' from the fuckin'. Man I think there's somethin' around here that'll take care of you. Guys are always leavin' some kinda cream in the lockers."
He carefully slid his fat prong out, getting up and striding toward what Emily now saw was a large bathroom. His enormous cock swung in front of him with each step he took. It bobbed up and down so hard the girl thought it might snap off. In the bedroom, he turned on a tight and rummaged through a small pile of boxes and bottles strewn on the dusty counter. Finding a jar of Vaseline, Tad took it back to the bunkroom.
"Wh ... what's that?"
"Somethin' that's gonna make you feel real good," the marine whispered, taking a gob of the gel and starting to rub it into her pussy-lips. The girl shuddered. She was so hot the grease was starting to melt.
"Christ!" Tad gasped, impressed by Emily's intense sexual heat. He worked his fingers over her outer labes, grinding his teeth in excitement, watching the girl's cunt move under the thicket of blonde, silky pussy-hairs. He squeezed her fat cunt open and pushed a big gob inside. Holding her pussy shut tightly he waited. In a few seconds Emily started wiggling her ass, her breathing becoming more and more shallow. Tad smiled, sure she was going to be all right for the remainder of the time.
"It ... doesn't hurt so much now," Emily admitted.
She could feel hot streams at the soothing gel melting inside her pussy. The area where her cherry had been torn was growing less and less painful. She felt good and hot and relaxed now. The young girl hunched up to the steady fingering on her pussy-lips. She was starting to want him inside her again.
"It won't hurt any more, will it?"
"Not any more, baby. From now on it's gonna be nothin' but good fuckin'."
Tad knelt on the cot, turning her around, telling the girl to get into a crouching position.
"Why? I ... "
"Man, we were tryin' it the other way. This is somethin' I like better. I think you're gonna dig it."
Emily's pulse raced. She rolled over until she was on her knees, her face resting sideways on the pillow.
"I don't know. It's so ... weird!"
Emily bit the pillow when she felt Tad's fingers working along the insides of her thighs, forcing apart her pussy-lips so he could work a finger into her cunt. She felt the jagged fingernail sliding along her tender pussy-walls. It probed until she grunted like a pig with the teasing sensation of almost being filled. Emily thought of the initial sensation of Tad's cock-head worming its way into her tight hot little twat. Would she feel it again in the same way? Would, she feel that same kind of chilly heat that almost drove her crazy? Only the pain of having her cherry torn spoiled her enjoyment the last time. Now, if only it could return.
"Ohhhhh!"
"Man, you're on fuckin' bitch in heat." She was a bitch in heat. Doubled over, crouched like this in a doggie position, Emily growled as Tad worked his fingers over his dick, waiting to mount her. Yes, they were like two dogs ready to Fuck in the gutter. And somehow that revolting thought excited the girl. Emily wagged her small buttocks as if they were a tail, curling her fingers on the cot, tearing at the dirty, wrinkled top sheet. She was waiting impatiently for the young marine to fuck her. Yes, she spread her knees apart, feeling her pussy-lips unstick and peel back.
"Hot and ready, babe!"
The words made her flesh crawl. Oh, God, she was ready, too. Her pussy flooded hot sexual butter. She was burning down there between her legs. Her tits ached for a pair of hands to touch them, to mold them, to squeeze them so hard she'd squeal like a stuck pig. As it he read her mind, Tad looped one hand under her belly, stroked her navel, her rib cage then finally reached down and pinched one nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"Ohhhhhh."
The blonde teen thought she was going to piss from excitement. She growled, backing up into the stud, jerking her head back and sucking in a lungful of air. She pushed her knees farther apart, feeling the sticky lining of' her pussy peel all the way back, revealing every inch of her snatch to the man. Now she was fully opened.
"Shit, if I hadn't popped your cherry, ain't no way I would've guessed you was a virgin," Tad grunted, shaking the sweat off his face.
Emily couldn't talk anymore. She groaned and bobbed her ass back and forth frantically. He was rubbing his cock-head up and down her greasy cunt-lips, teasing her with it, occasionally touching her cunt with that bulbous head. It was then when the, teenager went crazy, screaming, jerking her body as if someone had set fire to her pussy. Ohhhh, why wouldn't he stick his cock in her? It was a terrible thing to tease her this way.
The insistent burning itch deep in her cunt was doing strange things to her mind. She felt she had to be fucked, had to have all that cock-meat jammed in her. She shivered, thinking about the sensation she'd feel when his cock pushed her cuntal sheath open, forming it into a broad tunnel.
"Ohhhhh, God, hurry, hurry!" she pleaded.
"Yeah, yeah, gonna do it!" Tad said, resting his hands on her hips. The young marine licked his lips, watching Emily's dark-red cunt-lips rubbing together in front of him. God, how they glistened with juice. A tiny river of hot cuntal oil oozed from between her bloated hairy labes, trickling down her shivering white thighs. His fingers roved gently over her ass, caressing the flesh, kneading it while his dick-head kept brushing against her cuntal hairs. Emily couldn't believe he was toying with her like this, teasing her, destroying her mind. How much longer could he hold out before going half crazy himself?
"Mmmmmmmm!"
Oh, God, she felt his dick-head shoving into her. The girl's ass moved back and forth, prancing for more of it. She wanted to be fucked by that monster. She shivered, thinking about how wonderful Tad felt when he was all the way inside her. Yes, her body wanted to be split in two by that marine's dick.
"Ohhhhhhhh, fuck me, fuck meeeee!"
Emily twisted her body as inch after hot inch of cock-meat slid into her. The thick rope-like veins of Tad's prong were like the spikes attached to French Ticklers, raking over her cunt, teasing every nerve ending in her pussy. Emily shoved one hand under her belly, pushing it back until it was between her spread thighs. She felt the big cock settling against her cuntal throat. Her juices were coating his dick, wetting down his balls, greasing her thighs and pussy-hairs. Ohhhh, she was so hot, so wet. Tad reached down and spread her thighs farther apart with both hands. The girl felt completely peeled open. Her knees spread wide on the cot, nearly falling off the edges. Then the young marine tucked his legs up and under her body. It was a strong, sudden move, one that took her knees off the cot.
"Ahhhhha ..."
His big dick drove along her sleepy velvety cuntal lining. Emily felt every inch of that fat dick. The girl gasped with unspeakable delight, tossing her head back and forth. Her long blonde hair tangled around her neck and splashed over her whitened knuckles. How good it was. The teenager growled and gasped, wishing this wild sensation would last forever.
"You're so ... deeeeeep!"
"Hurt?"
"No, no, good ... good," the teenager gasped. Oh, no, this wasn't wrong. Her father and mother were Wrong. They must have their heads screwed on backwards if they really thought fucking was bad. No, it was a natural thing, something men and women should do as often as possible. The rules of her parents' society were crazy. If they were going to live in a mad world, Emily wanted Tad's kind of madness. She loved his handsome face, his muscular body, his way of treating her, his long thick cock that kept on trenching out her hole. He was a passionate lover, knowing how to move to bring about the maximum amount of pleasure for her. Emily gasped again, feeling herself rocketing up toward orgasm.
"Ohhhh God, when you pull it back like that ... like that, I can't stand it!"
Long strings of drool oozed from the corners of her mouth. Her arms trembled, then: buckled. Emily fell onto the pillow, her ass staying high in the air as Tad dug his fingers into her soft asscheeks and fucked deep.
Sometimes the only things touching her were his dick and his fingers. He had her firmly in his power. She wiggled in his grasp, loving the kind of mastery he had over her every move.
"Man, babe, you're drivin' me nuts!"
He rode her down onto the cot, sometimes fucking her hard and fast, at other times pumping his dick slowly, shifting the angle of entry, getting the maximum amount of friction by corkscrewing his dick in and out of her sucking hole.
Emily felt her cuntal muscles starting to spasm. At times they grabbed at his fucking dick, holding it in place, squeezing down on it greedily until the spasm finally passed and Tad could pull free.
"Shit! Ain't never had a cunt like this before!"
Emily felt her face turn red. Those words made her blush with embarrassment and at the same time excited her all the more. This was the big stud, the one who was in charge. And yet she was making him gasp for air, making him beg for her to go more slowly.
"You're a natural fuck, you know that? A real natural!" he gasped.
Emily wondered at the remark. Then all thought disappeared when her cuntal walls spasmed again, then buckled down. The girl snapped her head to the right and cried out as if stabbed. She closed her eyes and sobbed with wild excitement. When her pussy-muscles were clenched tightly around the fat shaft she tossed her ass around in wild, frantic movements. Tad sounded now as if he were strangling. He jerked his body back an inch and slapped the girl hard across the ass. That sharp blow sent shocks of heat and pleasure through her snatch. His balls rolled forward.
The blonde teen stopped moving then, feeling her cunt loosening. Tad sighed, pulling his dick out until only the head remained inside. Emily felt that flanged tip pressing against her small, swollen inner cunt-lips. He was moving his dick in and out rapidly in short, jerky fucking movements, making sure the fat head teased both her smaller cunt-lips and her clit. That series of fucking movements made her cry out like a wounded animal. Every inch of her moist cunt-meat throbbed and burned. How much longer could she hold back? Her body glistened with sweat. She heard the slick clicking movements of fucking behind her, felt her body opening more and more to Tad's cock. The room faded away. All she could think of now was her pussy and that cock ramming her.
"Gonna shoot soon, baby. Can't hold back much longer," the marine gulped.
Emily stiffened. Shoot? No, no, she wasn't ready yet!
"No!"
But Tad had gone too far. He was fucking her like an animal now, his cock shoving deep in her pussy, sliding out, then slamming back down hard until his balls squeezed against her ass.
"Ohhhhh." the girl groaned, feeling the wild rushing of his hot prong as it shot through her cunt.
Emily was moving her ass around in wide circles. She had no control over herself. Yes, yes, let him fuck her like that. Let him drop his load in her young cunt. Emily screamed again, feeling herself teetering on the brink of orgasm. The girl's eyes glazed over while she went wild. Colored lights popped and flashed all around her. She was babbling, jerking her body from side to side, feeling every nerve singing in her while Tad hammered away at her cunt.
"Aiyeeeeeeee!"
Emily was only a second away from madness. That second passed and she went crazy-wild with yelping fits as the final flames burned her. A core of white-hot pleasure exploded and scalded her cunt. She could feel Tad's cock actually swell up and press against her pussy-walls. Oohhhhhhh, God, was it actually getting bigger? No, impossible.
"Fffuuuuccckk!"
That was all the big marine had to say. Emily knew what was happening. She felt the first glob of cum burn her cuntal walls. Tad snapped his head back and another shot of spunk sprayed out of his piss-hole. The girl cried and sobbed, beating the cot with her clenched fists as more and more cum shot out.
"Ohhh!"
Emily felt her pussy-muscles spasm, cramp, wink shut at least two times for every wad of white hot cum shooting from Tad's dick. How long the mutual orgasm went on Emily couldn't say. Ohhh, it felt sooo good ... so awfully good.
When she finally regained her senses, Emily found herself on her back, her legs spread widely apart with Tad nestled between them. He was kissing her spit-drenched mouth while she sucked on his tongue. Her pussy still trembled, quivering like a frightened animal. Ohhhh, how she loved the sensation of having his cock still inside her. Emily wished this could go on for hours.
"Gettin' a leg cramp," Tad whispered.
Somehow they managed to shift positions where his cock remained buried in her pussy.
"Ohhhhh, that was soooo good!" Emily whispered, feeling so soft, so warm, so loving. Raising one arm she pushed her fingers through his hair. In the distance the teen could still hear the sounds of the party.
"Hey, maybe we oughta get back. Your old man's gonna miss you.
Emily felt sad. The outside world. Suddenly it had crashed into her thoughts. Society. Her father. If anyone discovered she'd been fucking with an enlisted man ... oh, God, her father's career would end. This thought made the girl shudder and wish she could get out from under Tad. And yet the girl couldn't bring herself to turn him away. He was soooo good for her. They had had a wild time in bed ... and bed for her, Emily thought, was going to be very important in her life. No, she'd take her chances with him.
"I guess so, right now. Can I see you again?" she asked timidly as Tad slipped off the cot and searched for his trousers.
"Sure, I guess," he muttered, looking at the young girl curiously. He'd fucked plenty of officers' daughters before. They'd always enjoyed the first time in the sack, then made sure they never saw him again. This was the first time when he was invited back for a repeat performance ... and by the CO's daughter! He smiled broadly, running his fingers through his hair. "Sure, name the time."
Emily watched him dress, propping her head on her hand while still feeling the delicious warm glow radiating over her pussy and tits. She'd been fucked .. really fucked by this stud marine. And oh, how much more she wanted from him. Some sense of proportion and modesty kept her from throwing herself at his feet and begging him to stay and fuck her again. There was so much she wanted to learn about sex ... and Tad, she was sure, could teach her.
"I'll get word to you. I'll let you know, I promise," Emily said. She sat up and licked the salty sweat from the tops of her knees while locking her fingers around her ankles.
"Okay, just don't miss me. Remember, I'm the greasy one," he said, laughing lightly while slipping his jacket on and starting to tie his tie.
"Oh, no, I won't miss you!" Emily cried anxiously.
"I'd better go first. You follow," he said, stooping down to kiss her.
"Ohhhhh, maybe tomorrow?" Emily gasped, watching him walk through the door. "Maybe. You're the CO's daughter. You give the orders.
It was a terrible chance she was taking. Her reputation, her father's career ... it could all go. But Emily couldn't help herself. No! She had to go through with this no matter where it led,