Chapter 1
Amy Livingston held her boyfriend's hand back slightly as he probed his middle finger inside the frothy opening of her blonde-haired cunt.
"Oh, come on, Amy," Mark said, his warm, sucking mouth on the pink, rubbery nipple of her right tit. "Let me do it . . . please, baby, please ..."
"No, Mark," Amy said, although she knew she was weakening. "I ... I have to make sure."
"I just want to slip it inside a little," Mark said, licking the tip of his tongue into the hollow of her throat. "I promise I won't fuck my cock through your cherry."
Amy didn't believe that for a minute, although this time she was more than tempted to let him. Still, in the back of her mind, she could hear her mother's warning: Save Yourself.
She had done exactly that, guarding her virginity as if it were the most precious thing on earth. But when she let Mark hold her like this and felt his mouth on her body, his large hands kneading her flesh . . .
Amy could almost see his massive cock stabbing through the puckered lips of her pussy. The thick, pulsating cockhead would stretch the virgin membrane-like a baseball bat thrusting through a drum head, tearing, ripping, sliding all the way back to the base of her spine.
"No . . . no," she said softly, more to herself than to him. "Just give me one more week."
She had to be sure, she just had to be. God, to think that she'd almost let that monster, Larry Markham, do it at the drive-in. But something had told her to hold back, although her body had burned like a vacuum for his prick inside her. She somehow had managed to say no, and it was a good thing, too. Later, Amy had found out that his prime goal in life was fucking cherries. He kept a running total, like a gun fighter making notches on the handle of his gun.
And no girl wants to sacrifice herself for a monster like that! No, it has to be special, with someone you really love and plan on marrying.
And yes, she did love Mark, at least, she guessed that's what it was. Every time she saw him her knees went weak and her pussy throbbed. But she had to make sure and a week away from him would prove it to herself.
"Goddamn! I feel like my cock is gonna explode," Mark said, looking into her emerald-green eyes. "Just a little ways inside, OK? Two inches?"
"No, Mark," Amy whispered, sliding her fingers over his wide, muscular shoulders. "I'll do anything else but that. Please don't ask me."
Mark looked at her with an almost animal-like expression in his eyes. It would be so fucking easy, he thought, to yank those sweet legs apart and ram it into her with one, hard stroke. But, hell, he knew she wasn't a cock-tease, she was just an unsure little girl when it came to sex. Still, he didn't know how much longer he could take the torture.
She was so beautiful, so perfectly proportioned, that even thinking about her made his cock so hard and ready, he thought the end of it would split like a pod.
Long, silky, blonde hair framed her oval-shaped face, setting off the deep green of her cat-like eyes. And there wasn't a single flaw anywhere on her tanned skin. Her tits were large and upturned and even when she was on her back her nipples looked like they were being held up by invisible wires. Her waspish waist gave way to rounded, sensuous curves and firm, shapely legs. Christ, even her feet were gorgeous! He closed his eyes and moved his thumb around in the delicate fringe of corn-colored hair haloing the top of her oozing pussy, telling himself not to ask her again.
But if only he could ease inside that sweet cunt, feel the puckered lips mold themselves around his prick and suck him all the way inside.
"At least let me lick on it," he murmured, I again kissing her tits.
Amy felt her body tremble with anticipation when she heard his words. It was when he sucked on her pussy that she lost her courage. And if having a cock inside her was half as good as an exploring tongue, it was going to be wonderful when it happened.
If . . . it happened.
Amy stretched her legs wide and pushed against the top of Mark's head, feeling his warm mouth slide between her tits and down her smooth, flat stomach. His chin was easing through her slicked-up cunt hairs and his breath hot against her flesh.
"Lick me and then I'll lick you," she murmured, thrusting her hips upward, pushing his head downward. "I'll . . . God, I'll do anything."
Mark placed his large hands to the sides of her steamy cunt opening and pulled the loose folds of flesh apart. When the milky, pink tunnel came into view, he felt his throat constrict with hunger. He bared his teeth and slid them down around the tiny nub of her clit and squeezed his chin against her slick pussy.
"Ohhh . . . yes," Amy said, already feeling the first spasms of her growing climax. "Bite it. Chew on it. Stick your tongue in me and fuck me with it . . ."
Mark nibbled at her clit for several long moments, feeling her juices boil around his chin and cheeks. Then, when she was squirming and writhing as if on fire, he thrust his tongue deep inside her pussy hole. The sucking tunnel of flesh closed around him like a throat, drawing him inside so hard his jaws ached.
"Damn! You're so fucking sweet and hot," Mark groaned, kneading the firm flesh of her thighs. "I, I can't wait to fuck my cock in here."
The vibrations of his voice inside her body caused new thrills for Amy. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his neck, locked her ankles together.
"Eat, eat me alive," she cried out, feeling his tongue searching around inside her boiling cunt.
"You fucking bitch, teasing me like this," Mark gasped, feeling his balls throb with pain.
Amy almost screamed for him to go ahead, to ram his rock-hard cock inside her cunt, but her words came out a yelp of releasing pleasure. Her climax burned around his tongue and then seemed to flood backward, exploding near the base of her spine.
"Suck me! Lick on it!" Amy shrieked, squeezing her legs tighter around his neck. She clawed at the taut muscles of his shoulders with her nails. "Faster. Make it like a cock. Yes . . . Godddddd!"
Mark jabbed his tongue deep inside, savoring the perfumed aroma of her cunt juices. And as the fluid burned into the back of his mouth, he could almost see them eat into his throat like frothy acid. He rubbed his nose in the patch of silky blonde hair and inhaled deeply.
"Shit. I can't take this . . . any longer," he gasped, pulling from between her legs.
He sat back on his haunches and looked down at his cock. It was bobbing up and down quickly like a metronome, slapping his stomach. A silvery thread of milky fluid glistened from his cum-hole.
"I'm gonna blow my fucking wad right on the sheets," he said, his eyes wide with hunger.
"Ohhhh, let me have it," Amy said, jerking herself into a sitting position. She clawed at his chest, then pushed him to his back and quickly scrambled between his meaty, muscular thighs and lowered her face to his throbbing cock-shaft.
"Mmmm, go ahead," she murmured, "do it in my mouth. I'll lick it down and eat it."
Her words became a hungry muffle as she closed her lips around the gigantic slab of cock. And as her mouth sucked about halfway, she felt the end of his prick balloon over her lapping tongue.
"See if you can take it all," Mark whispered. "I'd like to have it all the way in, in something, at least."
Although Amy had sucked him off many times, she'd never been able to take more than half of his cock. His prick was just too big, ten inches long and as big around as her wrist. And it was already pushing against her tonsils, setting off her gagging reflex.
"Please, baby, try," Mark urged, pushing against her head with both hands.
Amy wished she could, but it would be impossible. What girl could possibly take that entire thing? Still, she felt she owed him something for being so understanding. Even if u it hurt, or almost made her puke, she'd try.
She took a deep breath and gulped forward, sliding her lips as far as they would go. Her lips stretched to the breaking point and her throat began constricting. It was no use, his prick just wouldn't go down. She pulled her mouth up and let his cock flop from her lips and onto his stomach with a noisy smack.
"I, I can't," she said, looking into his lust-crazed eyes. "My mouth just isn't big enough."
Later, Mark would wonder what came over him, but right then all he wanted was the feel of sucking flesh around all of his cock. And if he couldn't poke it to her pussy, well . . .
"I'm gonna fuck that little mouth of yours, bitch," he growled, throwing his body forward. He slipped his knees into her armpits and leaned forward, crushing his body down on her face, dipping his cock back into her mouth and forcing his prick across her tongue. "And, and you're gonna have to fucking like it, baby."
At first, Amy's mind exploded with anger when he slammed his crotch down on her face. But when his prick jabbed through her tonsils and crawled down her esophagus, her fear changed to terror. She was going to choke to death on his horrible cock!
"Fuck it, slut," Mark said, grinding his cock hairs against her nose. His balls were dangling from her chin, throbbing with a load of cum so powerful it was all he could do to keep from blowing it right then. "Like, like your mouth is a cunt."
Amy threw her arms around his waist and began clawing at his ass, desperately trying to pull him off. He was killing her! Until then, she hadn't really realized just how big he was and how powerful his muscular frame felt over her body.
"Eat me, cocksucker!" Mark barked, squirming his ass around. "Goddamn you! I'm gonna blow my fucking cum right out your ears, bitch."
Amy was glad now that she'd refused him. If he was going to act like an animal, well, he'd never get at her pussy. Didn't he know that she couldn't breathe and that her throat felt like it was on fire?
While she dug her nails into his ass he fucked her mouth harder. In and out, in and out, like a jackhammer out of control, his prick totally filled her throat.
She gurgled and choked, feeling his punching cockhead force the rising vomit back into her stomach. With each stroke of his cock, her body burned with ever greater pain.
And then it happened, taking her totally by surprise. Her throat seemed to open fully, allowing him to slip in and out more easily. The painful pressure of his cockhead was immediately replaced with tingling pleasure inside her throat. Her lips pursed tightly around the rubbery shaft of his prick and drew him even further inside. The heat from his body seemed to filter downward through her guts. The back of her cunt spasmed, then exploded.
She shrieked, burrowing deeper between his legs. This time her nails clawed at his ass to bring him closer and mold his crotch fully against her face. Another gurgle of pleasure burst from her around the root of his prick.
"Ohhhh . . . Jesus . . . fucking Christ," Mark gasped.
When he closed his eyes, he felt as if her mouth were, indeed, a tight pussy. It was so warm and her throat muscles fluttered around his prick.
"Now, baby, suck on me now," he added, every muscle in his body tightening, glistening with sweat.
Amy's orgasm peaked violently, sending ripples of release that were so powerful she thought her pussy would burst. She felt his cockhead expand and an instant later, she could feel the vibrations of his cum-load against her teeth, and tongue.
"Aaaghhhh," she spluttered, feeling his jism burst from his cockhead.
"Unhhhh. Lick it, cum-sucker!" Mark cried out, grinding the base of his cock firmly between her lips. "Unhhh. All of it, every fucking drop."
The first scalding glob of cum blasted the back of Amy's throat then seemed to explode. Half of the wad of cream shot upward, behind her nose, the other half blew into her stomach. And as the second, then third lump of boiling cream gushed from his prick, she felt oozing streams of cum splash into his crotch hairs from her nostrils.
"Eat me . . . dry, cunt," Mark grunted, pumping his ass up and down so quickly it was a flesh blur. "Suck me! Gargle on it ... all the fucking way down."
Amy pulled wildly and tried to swallow every silvery drop. But even her hungry mouth couldn't take all he had to offer. Soon her mouth and throat were clogged with the milky juices and when he pounded his cock in farther, the cream burst around her lips and melted into his hairs and over his balls.
Amy groaned, twisting her head around and shivered as creamy streams of jism crawled across her cheeks. More spasms of climax riddled her guts, causing an almost unbearable itch.
"Shit! That's it," Mark said finally, hammering in the last wad of cum. He held himself against her face for a few seconds then rolled sideways, letting his prick slip from between her lips. "Sorry, baby. I just couldn't help it."
With the subsiding pangs of climax still warming up her cunt, Amy didn't know whether to be angry or not. When it came right down to it, he had actually raped her!
Still, she loved the way his body had felt over her face and how his wiry crotch hairs had scratched the insides of her nose and mouth. And his cum! God, she thought he never would stop blowing cream into her throat.
She licked the acrid flavor into her mouth with her tongue, sucking in all the stray juices she could find and ran her fingers over the hairy surface of his balls.
"You could have choked me to death," she said, giving him an even look.
"Sorry," Mark said, although his tone made it clear that he wasn't. "I just couldn't help it. But it's really your fault because you hold back on me like you do."
Christ, what words do I have to use to make him understand, she wondered? I just want to be sure, totally sure.
"I told you I'd do anything but that," she began, feeling what anger she had melt.
He was so handsome, so virile-looking, like some kind of Greek god, carved out of warm, yielding marble. A shock of raven-black hair framed his square face, the same color of hair that swept around his sculptured chest and circled his cock and balls. His eyes were chocolate-brown, behind slightly drooping lids. Well over six-feet tall, he had to be the most attractive man she'd ever seen. He was twenty-two, but had the bone structure that insured he would stay handsome, even when he was old.
"Come on," she said, snuggling close, playing her fingers over his narrow hips. "Anything but that, OK?"
A slight smile curved Mark's lips as he looked at her. He then rolled over on top of her body and squeezed between her thighs. He kissed the side of her neck as he gently pumped his ass up and down, letting his cock gently slide over her oozing cunt crack.
"Anything?" he murmured, his lips wet against her flesh. "Hmmmm? Promise?"
"Oh, yes," Amy said, closing her eyes. "Want me to suck you off again?"
"No," Mark said slowly, lifting his head. "I have something else in mind."
What else was there? Amy wondered. If they couldn't fuck, she could only suck on his cock or let him eat on her pussy.
"What?" she asked, feeling a rush of blood to her face.
"You've got another hole," Mark said. "Or does that one have a cherry, too?"
"Another?" Amy repeated, frowning, wondering what he was getting at. "You don't mean . . ."
"Mmm-hmmm," Mark said, sliding his hands under her ass and gently spreading the rounded cheeks. "I could stick it right up your shitter, baby. Might even be as good as your sweet pussy."
"No!" Amy said, flinching.
Was he completely crazy? She couldn't even imagine that monster of a cock fucking into her ass. It would split her wide open!
"You can't be serious," she gasped, pushing away.
"Aw, Christ, what's the use?" Mark said, turning away from her. "How the fuck did I get hooked up with a full-time virgin, anyway?"
This was getting to be a little more than ridiculous, Amy thought, glad that she'd held back. It was one thing to let him rape her mouth like that, but did he seriously think she'd let him stick that monster up her ass? Or did he just want to punish her?
Amy was glad now that they were going to be apart for a week. In the country with her aunt and uncle, she would have plenty of time to think about things. Because if butt-fucking was going to be part of the deal-along with stealing her cherry-she just might want to put a stop to the whole thing.
After all, did sex have to be so savage, so violent? Couldn't there be soft music and silk sheets and gentle caresses?
"Well, while you're away doing your 'thinking' I'll be doing some thinking of my own," Mark said suddenly, sitting up in bed.
"And what do you mean by that?" Amy said, flushing with new anger. But before he could answer, she crawled out of bed and reached for her clothes. "I'd better go."
"You fucking do that," Mark said, grabbing a cigarette. "And don't let the door hit you in the ass."
A few moments later, Amy raced from the apartment feeling confused and angry. She knew what he had meant by that threat. While she was away, he'd probably pick up the first girl he could find-some sleazy whore-and fuck her just to get even.
"Well, let him," Amy said to herself, getting into her car. "I don't care."
But as she drove away, she knew that she did care.