Chapter 2
Karen watched wide-eyed as Billy worked his Levi's over his muscular ass. He had already slipped off his t-shirt, socks and shoes. They lay neatly folded in a pile to his right. The girl watched in breathless anticipation as Billy pulled the zipper tab all the way down, then pushed the top snap at the top of his pants open.
His Levi's parted immediately and a long, thick thing of about nine inches spilled out. Karen sucked in a deep breath and instinctively closed her legs. So that was what the other girl giggled about in the bathroom. She stared at the long pole. In the moonlight she could see almost every vein that throbbed around the fat rod. At the tip its head seemed to be actually pulsating. And Billy's fat, hanging balls swayed lazily back and forth with every movement he made.
The longer Karen stared at the large dick, the less afraid she was. The young blonde wondered what it would feel like to have that cock sticking into her.
"Come on," Billy said, stepping out of his
Levi's, then moving back to the reclining girl.
Karen stared vacantly up at him as he resettled himself on top of her. He was working her buttons open, hunching that fat prick against her belly flesh while he opened up her shorts.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Karen sighed. Her lungs seemed to be filled up with burning gas. She felt Billy's thick, calloused fingers crawling over the silky material of her panties.
"You want it bad, Karen. I can tell. God, your panties are soaked down with juice. When a girl's got juice comin' out of her the way you do, shit, she can barbecue a guy's prick with her snatch," Billy said in a thick voice.
Karen shivered under both his touch and his voice. He was working her thighs apart with his hands, pushing them open. That gentle pressure pulled her cuntlips apart, unsticking them and leaving her fuck hole open for the young man.
"Karen, Karen . . . " Billy's hipbones bumped against hers. He was plowing his cockshaft up and down against her belly. Karen could feel the soft sensation of his balls brushing against her inner thighs. What was she supposed to do? Her mother had never given her any instructions. Her girlfriends, for all their talk and bravado, said nothing more except how exciting it all was.
Then Billy began pulling his hands out of her shorts. Was that it? Had he already cum? No, Karen could feel his dick still hard, pressing hard against her navel. What was he doing?
"I've been lookin' at them titties so long I can practically taste 'em now."
The young blonde lay quietly as she felt him untie her halter, then gently pull it off. Her large, thirty-four inch tits lay like two perfectly rounded globes on her chest. The half-inch long red nipples pointed like two thick, tiny sticks. Her rapid, shallow breathing made the titty flesh jiggle like pudding while Billy stared almost lovingly at them.
Slowly he lowered his head, opening his mouth and sticking out his long, rough wet tongue. Karen closed her eyes and let out a long, shuddering sigh when she felt his breath blow gently against her throbbing right nipple. Then there was contact. She felt his thick lips engulfing the stiff red titty-tip. His front teeth dug gently into the tender flesh while his tongue flicked around and around. He was sucking at her as if he were trying to get milk!
Karen squeezed her firm asscheeks together, rocking to the right and offering her titty up to the big young man. Billy shifted his weight, drawing his hands closer to her body while moving his cock down to Karen's furry cunt-mound. He sucked harder, biting more into the stiff flesh. With his other hand Billy squeezed Karen's left titty, pushing down on the nipple with his thumb.
Karen felt hot chills run up and down her spine. Her flesh crawled with unspeakable pleasure. She could feel the sharp blades of grass working into the tight little valley between her asscheeks. Her body was wet with dew and sweat. Billy's spittle oozed from his mouth onto her tits, flowing onto her chest.
Karen used her fingernails, digging them into the nape of Billy's neck and guiding his face over her titties. She moved him to the left boob, then back to the right. Oh God, she had never dreamed being with a man could be so good!
Then Billy rolled off her and sat up. He took her right hand and forced her fingers to pet his flat, muscular belly. She touched the stiff blond curls near the base of his prickshaft. Her teeth clamped tightly together from the tension, Karen opened her hand, then closed the small fingers around Billy's cock.
"Ahhh!"
He nearly fell backward from the gentle caress. Karen could hardly get her hand around the thick, long shaft. She let out a tiny cry when she felt his dick throb under her touch. It was like a wild, frightened animal. A scary thrill rippled over her body. She was surprised at how Billy's cock felt. The core was hard as steel. But the outer skin seemed to move easily up and down over that hardness. And at the head the texture was completely different. The head flared out and was spongy when she pushed her thumbnail into it.
"I'm gonna shoot if you keep doin' that."
Karen pulled her hand away as if she'd touched a hot stove. No, she didn't want to have that white sticky stuff the girls giggled about all over her. She waited as Billy fought for control over himself. Then biting her lower lip hard the young blonde slipped her fingers back under Billy's groin, back until she could gather up the loose nuts. She felt her mind spinning around like a merry-go-round. She was doing things that scared her; things she didn't really know why she was doing them. They seemed wicked, especially when put against the moral past her parents had brought her up with.
Karen fondled Billy's balls, feeling the shape of them through the leathery skin of his nuts. They were egg-shaped and heavy. When she gently squeezed them then rolled them against one another Billy stiffened his body. His breathing caught, and she was afraid he'd be shooting that disgusting sticky white stuff on her belly.
Then Billy bent down again, kissing her neck and shoulders. Karen felt him slip a thigh over hers. He was kissing her large tits wet again, sliding his fingers under the elastic leg band of her panties. Her mind whirled faster and faster. What would it feel like for him to actually get his hands under her panties-to actually push his fingers into her pussy?
"Don't.. . oh Billy, no . . . " the helpless girl moaned unconvincingly. Her breathing was faster and rapid. Her hands fell like lead weights to the wet ground while her legs slid back and forth over the grass. Karen sucked in a deep breath and dug her chin into Billy's shoulder. He was so heavy, pressing her down into the ground. He was going to try to get her panties off-to fuck her. He was smoothing his hands down the sides of her body, feeling how her waist tapered in. His cock slipped lower now, almost under her cunt-mound. She'd soaked down her panty crotch with juice. He was pumping his dick against the nylon-covered crack. The crown of his thick rod was pushing the sheer material up between her cuntlips. Karen closed her eyes and sucked the bottom lip under her teeth. She rolled her ass back and forth to increase the friction of her soppy cuntlips against Billy's cock. The feeling was shockingly good. It was better than her friends had led her to believe.
The sensation between her legs was especially good when the young blonde teased her cuntal mound away from Billy and then let him just touch the sputtering clitty shaft with his dickhead.
"Ohh, OHHH!" Karen groaned. The velvety touch of his prick seemed so real!
"Baby, gonna fuck you," he grunted.
Karen froze. She pushed her hand between their bodies, touching his fuck shaft and balls, then finally found the steamy place where her cuntlips had been mashed to the side.
"NOOO!" she cried. Her panty crotch had been twisted aside, stretched into the hollow between her thigh and right cunt lip. Billy's hot, cum drooling cockhead was touching her pussy. His slick tip was gliding up and down the soft valley of her cunt. Karen shuddered with excitement and fear. No, she couldn't let him get that stiff, thick thing into her. What if she got pregnant? Her mother and father would drive her out of the house. There wouldn't be any place for her to go. Billy got his rocks off this way with other girls, maybe, but not with her!
Frantically she tried to pull the narrow band of nylon back over her exposed cunt. But the soaked material slipped from her grasp. Billy's cock gouged steadily at her. Her body was clutched up eagerly against his.
"You've got to stop now. Listen to me," Karen panted.
"Karen . . . , " he moaned. His mouth was wet, nibbling at her neck. She felt his tongue against her flesh. Billy caught her head with both hands and drowned her begging words with a long kiss. Karen's nostrils flared with excitement and confusion as Billy fucked his hips against her. He was trying to slide down, trying to change the angle of his cock against her cunt. Karen knew why and flailed at his back with her small fists. She drove her heels against the backs of his legs. He'd found that shallow spot where her cuntal mouth was. He was shoving his cock hard against it.
"Don't, please, stop, stop . . . "
Billy had her pinned helpless to the ground. She couldn't get her hands down to make him stop trying to fuck her. A sob choked her. Why had she let it go so far? Her parents and his parents were talking casually in their kitchen. They had no idea of the rape scene about to occur just outside the window.
The steady, sleek friction against her cuntlips was doing something to her. It was something more encompassing that she'd ever experienced before. The fever of that insatiable itch was driving her wild. A white-hot heat ripped through her cunny. A mounting thrill made her pussy hotter and tighter. That itch had become a pulsing ache, throbbing like a festering wound. The building tension invaded every nerve-ending of her body.
"NOOO!" Karen cried as Billy reached down, raised her ass and skinned off her juice-soaked panties. Feeling the cold air against her bare snatch, the girl raised her hands, pressing her cold fingers against Billy's chest and tried pushing the boy off. She just felt his dickhead worm its way into her cunt.
Undaunted Billy slid down on her body, tonguing her titties, then lapping at her heaving belly, leaving a long wet silver trail of spittle on her flesh. Then she felt Billy's cheeks against her slender thighs. There was the smooth, silky rubbing of his lips as they forced her outer labia apart.
Her chest heaved as he moved his head from side to side, burrowing deeper between her outer cuntlips. To have a man's mouth on her pussy was something Karen had never even thought of. But what a sensation it was! She felt the flooding juices of her twat seeping from all parts of her hole. He was licking deep into her cunt, stabbing his tongue in and out as if he were searching for a hotter place than he'd found. Then she felt him rimming the edge of her snatch with his tongue tip. The girl stiffened in fright. Then she relaxed under the overwhelming erotic thrill washing over her. "What.. . ? "
Billy turned her onto her side now and held her cuntlips apart with his fingers. He was working his tongue crazily now, exploring every curve and cranny in her snatch. Her right leg rested heavily on his shoulder while his strong fingers cut into the muscles just above each of her knees.
Then the young man rolled her back on her ass and spread her inch by inch. Karen felt as if she were being split apart. Without thinking the blonde teenager began to move her hips lewdly. She dug at the grass under her thighs with her fingers, tossing her head from side to side. The fine silken hairs tangled around her neck and ears as Billy crawled back up her belly and snaked his tongue into her navel. The girl felt floods of hot juice wet down her hairy cuntlips. Billy reached between them once more and ran his finger gingerly along the jagged slit. Karen had closed her legs again. But his touch brought out a moan from deep inside her and she spread them apart once again. He found her clitty as she hoped he would. Billy rolled a thumb back and forth until she whimpered like a drowning kitten. She was begging him to do something about that itch between her legs, letting out lusty little grunts of passion she could no longer hide.
"Wanna fuck, baby?"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Karen repeated like a robot. She rolled her hips up again, feeling him mop up her pussy with his fingers.
"You move your ass real nice." He was kissing up her belly, under her tits, mouthing one, then the other. She didn't know how much longer she could take something like this.
Then the girl felt something hot, hard and stiff pressing against her outer labia. It was forcing through. Her cuntlips were flattening back. The throbbing cockhead brushed against the tingling hair-trigger of her clitty.
"Oh, no, not already!" the girl cried, her body stiffening once more.
Billy pushed his fingers through her blonde hair, holding her face as he kissed it. Karen gasped again as she felt him push forward with his hips. That hot, hard cock was beginning to hurt her. Then the pain increased when his pole rammed up against the thin membrane just inside her pussy.
"It's gonna hurt for a little while," he said between his tightly clenched teeth.
Karen held her breath, realizing that nothing could prevent the breaking of her cherry. She could feel Billy's muscle tense, getting ready for the big thrust. The blonde tried to relax as she felt Billy's leg muscles tense.
The sensation was sharp and over before she could realize what had happened. Karen felt the hot rushing of Billy's cockmeat as he drove his stabbing prick in like a rocket. There was the tearing sensation of her membrane being ripped to shreds by his sinking prick. A bolt of white-hot pain tore through her body. Karen thought she'd faint from the agony. Yet Billy kept on sinking his prick in until the girl wondered if the head would come out of her mouth. The agonizing flash of pain turned into a kind of golden fireball. And then it disappeared altogether, leaving only a delicious hot, tense itch still throbbing inside her.
"Billy, I'm afraid. I'm really afraid." She clung to his neck, feeling her taut nipples scrape against the boy's curly-haired chest. His hand slipped under her back. She felt suddenly so thin and helpless under him.
"You're not gonna get pregnant. I promise," he said as if guessing her fears.
"Olihh, it feels weird. Oh god, I think I'm gonna split apart."
Billy dragged his cock back a little, then up again. The girl's cunt stretched wide, making her pussy open up into a broad tunnel to accommodate the boy's fat prick.
Then Billy bent his head down and flicked his tongue into the girl's ear. Karen shivered with excitement and lust. She dared to move her hips now, changing the angle her cunny made with Billy's fat prick. He was now halfway inside her when her cuntal muscles spasmed and tightened down on the big man. Billy stopped breathing and looked startled.
"Jesus! I haven't known a girl who could do that! Fuck, you're good honey."
"I-I can't help it," Karen said shyly, keeping her eyes down. She moved her hand back between their bodies now, curious to see how that fat dick felt as it slowly began to pump in and out of her body. She could feel her insides stretching out around his fat rod. The girl tensed, waiting for the cockhead to reach the bottom of her cunt while she moved her hand down into the swampy mess of her pussy.
"Ohh, feels good," Billy moaned when her hand touched his sinking cock. She could hardly believe it when she felt his balls swinging against her knuckles. He was really into her now. She could sense the added head inside her body.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhhhh!" Karen babbled. She liked what was happening to her. All around her she could smell the hot, thick odor of her cunny juice mixing with their evaporating sweat. The night air seemed to echo the soft, sucking sounds of their fucking. Karen could feel the froth of her juices as Billy's cockhead pulled gobs of it out of her cunny.
Then Billy grew very still, setting his mouth hard. He was holding back his orgasm. Yet Karen couldn't stop herself from moving. She rolled her ass around and around. She purposely tilted her cunny up, ribbing her clitty shaft against the top of his sinking dick.
"Don't do that," he gasped.
The words made Karen burn. To think she was manipulating this big man with her virginal cunny-making him beg for mercy when it was her hot little snatch that had been raped! When her pussy muscles tightened up again around the shaft just behind the flared tip the girl tossed her ass with wild, feverish movements. Billy sounded as if he were strangling. She lifted her knees, letting them sag apart again as he dragged his prick out a little further. Karen let the tip linger between the small inner cuntlips. He was caressing her clitty with his fat prickhead, rubbing it gently back and forth as if scratching that killing itch gently with the tip of a finger. Karen trembled again. In a sudden rush of lust she plunged her ass down, then shoved it back up again. She felt him rape through the hole, plunging down deep into her snatch. When she felt the hot firmness of his balls press against the bottom V of her pussy the young blonde thought she would die of pleasure.
"I can't.. . s-stop! I just can't!" Karen cried.
Her ass moved like a wild animal. "OHHHHH, NOOOOOO!"
Karen tied herself into a knot on his rapidly hunching body. She wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly as he shoved his prick in and out of her slippery box. The girl could tell he was about to shoot. "Cum, cum, cum," she heard herself say. That was incredible. She was using words that would have made her blush earlier.
In the end the young blonde teenager locked herself so tightly around him he lifted her up off the ground when he pulled back for his final downstroke.
"Cummmmmmmm!" Karen cried. Her eyelids fluttered back while her jaw sagged open. Strings of drool dribbled from her mouth while the cords in her neck stood out. The power of her orgasm nearly knocked her out.
And then the gobs of white, sticky hot jizz began to spray out of Billy's prick. Karen could feel the globs burning into the walls of her cunny and cried out crazily. Her fingernails raked his back mercilessly while the balls of her feet danced across his hunching asscheeks. She was being stuffed with his jizz, filled up with male spunk while her clitty throbbed out a crazy beat of animal lust.
Then finally it stopped. The two of them lay quietly just above the stream for what seemed like hours while the crickets chirped a quiet melody all around them.
Billy was the first to move. Slowly he pulled his fat dick out of Karen's slackening cunny. The girl let out a soft moan, drawing her right hand across her face and turning away from him. She felt a cloud of shame descend over her. How could she let him get away with this? And she was more than a willing participant in it. The memory of how she danced her ass over the ground while Billy fucked his cock in and out of her pussy made her groan with disgust and fear. What kind of animal had she turned into?
"Ohh baby, you're good. And for a first timer, you're one hell of a.. . " Billy began, slipping on his Levi's and reaching for his t-shirt.
"Don't say it, Billy. I don't want to hear it," Karen nearly cried out in shame. Hot tears welled up in her eyes as she jerked up into a sitting position and reached over her toes for her halter.
"Hey, I'm sorry if I offended you or something," Billy said a little hurt. He had just tucked in his cock and zipped up his trousers. "But you were beggin' me to fuck you."
"I know, I KNOW!" Karen said tearfully, snapping her halter together, then stretching out her hand and groping for her panties. "I just don't want to talk about it."
Billy let it drop, finishing dressing and waiting for Karen to pull herself together. They walked back silently to the house. The girl brushed her tears away, wondering if there was anything about her that blared out she'd been fucked.
As they approached the house she could see her parents and Billy's standing on the front porch, looking uneasily about them. Only then did Karen realize the two of them must have spent a good deal of time by the stream.
"There they are!" Karen heard her mother say with a note of suspicion in her voice. "We thought you two'd dropped away from the face of the earth."
Karen tried to keep her face half-hidden in the dark. She could only imagine what the scene would be like if the truth were known. Billy looked sheepishly at her, then cast down his eyes.
"Oh, we were just talkin' about school. Seems Billy wants to get on the football team," Karen said as off-handedly as she could.
That managed to keep the conversation light. The Grangers stayed for a few more minutes, paying their respects to Karen for entertaining their son, then leaving quietly.
"Nice family," Mrs. Sharrod said, turning to Karen as the young blonde walked quickly into the brightly-lit living room. There was the smell of coffee and cake in the air. To think all the time she and Billy were fucking their heads off, their parents were pleasantly chatting about the weather! The innocence of it all and her corresponding guilt suddenly overwhelmed the girl.
Saying goodnight quickly to her mother and father, Karen ran up the stairs to her bedroom. She slammed the door behind her, jumping onto the bed and burying her face in the pillow. Her cunny was still warm, tingling with the sensation of being stretched wide and reamed out by a fat, long prick.
"No, no, I'll never do it again!" Karen cried, doubling up her fists and pounding them into the pillow.