Chapter 6
"Man, move it! Yeah, like that-move your fuckin ass around," he whispered in her ear.
"Oh yes, yes," she panted.
"Move that ass. Awwww, shit, baby, you're makin' my prick feel real good, real good and hot. Christ, I'm gonna blow my nuts in your cunt...uuuhuuuhhh...real soon, real soon."
Allison's flesh crawled with itchy, hot chills of delight. He was going to dump his load of jizz in her cunt! She moaned, feeling her body rise off the bed, then fall back down again. Tears ran down her cheeks as she felt his cock ballooning in her cunt. Was that possible? Could a cock like that swell up even more-stretch her pussy out even more than before?
They had never said anything bout that in sex education class. But how many things they'd never said anything about in class! Even in her conversations with the others in the john, she never guessed fucking could be so much fun and so exhausting. Her body dripped with perspiration, her tits slapping wetly together while her legs sawed back and forth against Jack's neck. She was thrashing around like a madwoman, her long blond hair splashing in tangles around her throat. Every muscle in her body tensed, wound up, got ready for her one big blast, her first big cum with a cock in her pussy!
The bed creaked, the headboard slamming angrily against the wall. For a moment, she thought about the possibility of cracked plaster. Then, all thoughts flew from her mind. Jack was on top of her, his fingers pinching her cruelly, his cock pounding in her cunt, his knees digging into her ass. Nothing existed in the world-nothing except the two of them!
"Aaaaaah!" she sighed.
Angry flashes of desire raced up and down her pussy, building up, making her quiver. She backed up into the big man, wagging her ass around. Nothing could compare to fucking.
She could understand why her normally staid aunt had risked everything-her reputation, her honor-to fuck this stud. Her mind was filled with all sorts of images, of people fucking in all sorts of positions, while Jack fucked her into oblivion.
"Oh, oh, ooowwwwww!"
Allison couldn't hold back any more. She was going crazy as the maddening sensations intensified. Jack's cock was working in and out of the seething furnace of her cunt. She felt his hands roaming all over her body. Sometimes they reached down for her ass, grabbing fistfuls of white ass flesh and squeezing until she screamed in pain. At other times, he was back at her tits, pinching her nipples, squeezing them until she thought he would tear them off.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Allison could hear the urgency in his voice, suspected that some moment of crisis was coming. He was going to blow his nuts, drop a load of jizz in her! But she wanted more-more of that wild sensations rushing through her pussy now.
Jack stopped his fucking movements for a second, his body freezing, then trembling mightily. Looking up through her long lashes, Allison saw his face blanch, then tremble. Snapping his head back, he slammed his hips forward, burying his cock to the hilt in her pussy. She let out a yelp, then another, and then another as she felt his burning cum melt into her cunt walls.
Wad after wad of the burning goo spurted into her pussy, triggering a climax that knocked the wind from her lungs. She squirmed madly on the mattress, her ankles kicking against Jack's neck while her fingernails raked over his broad shoulders. She arched her back like a cat, bouncing her head off the bed. Strangled, choked cries broke from her throat while her cunt muscles convulsed. She could feel her tiny pussy muscles grip Jack's spurting prick, holding his cock meat hard while sparks of climax shot through her fuck hole.
"No, oh no, ohhhhhh!"
It was like last night, only much, much better. There was more than just her finger wiggling around inside her pussy. Then, she had pressed herself up against the sink, pinching her own tits, playing with her cunt, thinking about how it would feel to have a stud-a real stud-on top of her, fucking her brains out. Now she knew, and it was so wonderful!
"Baby, baby," Jack murmured, falling on top of her body and smoothing his palms over her flesh.
Allison groaned under his weight, still feeling those hot electrical flashes shooting through her pussy. It was marvelous feeling Jack all over her, his hot, hairy flesh tickling her skin. And still he was cumming. Still, she could feel his cock pulsing inside her cunt.
Allison shifted her thighs from side to side, loving the sensation of his wiry cockhairs brushing over her clit. And those balls! How nice and warm they were, resting between her splayed thighs! Sighing, the girl felt all energy seeping from her body. She felt like a dish rag-a filthy rag-draped over her aunt's bed, cum oozing from her pussy and trickling down her ass.
"Baby, nice fuckin'. Real nice fuckin'. Man, you're born to it, just like your aunt."
Her aunt! Reality began to trickle in. Allison turned her head away, closing her eyes. How on earth would she be able to deal with this? What if Jack told Aunt Joyce? What if the woman found out that her niece had been fucking her boyfriend right there in her own bed? Once more, Allison thought of the scandal, of what her mother would do once she found out!
"Thinkin' I'm gonna snitch on you, right?" Jack asked, propping his head up on one hand and tracing his finger between her tits.
"I...I don't know what to think," Allison replied honestly.
"I could tell your aunt. Don't make much difference to me," Jack said, shrugging while staring at the trembling girl.
Allison thought she was going to be sick. She knew he would enjoy doing something like that, watching her aunt turn white with anger and shame while he narrated in detail just how she had fucked him.
"I can get cunts any time I want 'em. That's how I got your aunt, you know."
"What?" Allison asked, her curiosity piqued.
"She was just some dumb librarian, just kinda wastin' her time around all those damned books. I was in there one day and followed her-just kinda followed that ass around the stacks," Jack said, smiling crazily. "And then...man, you know, we fucked in that fuckin' library." He let out a sharp laugh.
Allison thought of her aunt with her skirt up around her waist, growing crazy there while a few feet away, people were trying to study. It was a bizarre picture.
"The rest's history. She digs the same thing you do," Jack said, reaching up and pinching Allison's nipples once more.
Allison winced. For a moment, she was going to tell him she'd seen the two of them fucking last night. But then she thought twice about the matter and let it go.
"Naw, I ain't gonna fink on you...yet, baby. But you gotta be nice to me, understand?" Jack said, pulling his cock slowly out of her slackening cunt.
Allison shivered, feeling strange sensations racing up and down her spine and arms and legs as he withdrew. Gobs of cum seeped from her fuck hole and trickled down her asscrack.
"Ohhhhhh..." She felt the fat head of his cock tugging at her cunt lips. In a moment, it was out. Jack was crawling back on the bed, his prick swinging back and forth like a thick piece of rope. Closing her eyes, she half-turned on the bed, drawing her knees up to her chest. She had been fucked-really fucked! It had been the realization of her wildest fantasy-a dream come true! She had crouched in the bushes the other night, watching her aunt getting fucked by this stud. And now, there she was, in the same bed, spread open, fucked!
"Don't you say nothin' to your aunt, neither, baby," Jack said, buttoning up his shirt and shoving it into his pants. "Don't want my little harem gettin' angry at me, right?"
He reached down, grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked up hard. She screamed, reaching back and slapping at him. Her legs kicked out as the pain shot through her scalp.
"Just a reminder, baby-just a reminder," he said, letting her go.
Allison watched as he walked from the bedroom. She listened carefully as his footsteps grew fainter and fainter. Finally, she heard the front door slam shut. Thank God, thank God, the ordeal is over! she thought. And yet, at the same time, she found herself missing him. There was that horrible other part of her mind that wanted more of his brutality, more of his fucking.
She folded her arms around her naked body and shut her eyes, finding herself smiling as she thought about the way he had beaten her, had forced her down onto the bed, and had popped her cherry. The sensations still rocked her body. Opening her mouth, she let out a tired little sigh. She had to get up and straighten the bed so her aunt wouldn't know what had happened.
The muscles in her ass and thighs ached from the strain of being tossed around and fucked. Cum oozed from her pussy, trickling down her thighs. She turned and studied the bed, examining the coverlet that had nearly slipped off. The pillows were gathered together, one atop the other, like two people fucking. One of the cases had been shredded and chewed beyond salvation. She would have to change the sheets, dispose of these. Perhaps her aunt woulnd't notice.
Allison worked quickly, padding into the shower and loving the sexy feel of the pelting warm water against her flesh. She trembled when she lathered her swollen cunt. She leaned against the glass door, letting the spray touch her pussy and her clit! She twisted her body slowly from side to side under that spray, feeling a kind of mini-orgasm rocking her body.
Time passed. When it was nearly five, Allison heard someone come to the front door. At first, she thought it was Jack for a repeat performance, and she felt chills rushing up and down her spine. He had said he wasn't going to say anything to Aunt Joyce. But, then again, maybe he had thought about it and changed his mind. She stood there in the middle of the living room, wishing she could die.
But no, it couldn't be Jack! Whoever it was was fishing for his keys. And Aunt Joyce always came in the rear door.
"Oh!"
"Hi! I'm back from the trip early."
It was Ned, carrying a nylon roll bag with a frame back tied tightly to his broad back.
"Oh, Aunt Joyce isn't here. She's...out shopping!"
They had only met briefly before he took off for the mountains with his buddies. Allison had thought him handsome. But then other things had crowded thoughts of her attractive cousin from her mind. Now she stood there in front of him, gaping like a fool.
He was handsome-much more classically handsome than Jack. And he had a build to match his looks. He kicked the door shut, dropping the damp roll bag to the floor, then unbuckling and shrugging off the heavy backpack. Allison could hear the clanking of pots and pans inside the pack.
"Got so damned cold up there, couldn't take much more of it. Didn't have the down mummy bags to sleep in. We'll try it out later."
He was opening the backpack, looking up and smiling at the silent girl. She felt confused, disoriented as she stared back at her cousin. She could still feel the warm belt marks made by Jack on her ass. The bruises he had created by slapping her across the face weren't really permanent blemishes and had disappeared within an hour after he'd left. But somehow, she felt signs were all over her that showed what she had just done.
"Something wrong?" Ned asked, brushing back a stray lock of hair.
"No...no, nothing. It's just...just that I wasn't expecting you," Allison said, trying to clear her mind.
"Yeah, it's gonna be a surprise for mom too," Ned said, starting to pull items out from his pack.
Jack! Her aunt was going out on a date tonight. What kind of excuse was she going to use with her son? Had she done this before? Again, the girl's curiosity was piqued.
"I...I think your mom's got something planned for tonight. She's going to be disappointed...I mean, about not being able to be home, your first night and all that."
Allison was feeling a little more sure of herself now. But, oddly enough, she was having a bit of trouble catching her breath. Was she growing excited-sexually aroused by her own cousin? Wrinkling her forehead, she screwed up her eyes and thought about that as he finished unpacking.
Am I turning into some kind of nymphomaniac? she wondered. Or is this some kind of natural reaction every woman has after she's first been fucked? She wished she had someone to talk to, someone who knew about these sorts of things.
"There's mom now!"
Allison walked to the kitchen, leaving mother and son alone for a while. Of course, Aunt Joyce was surprised. But she recovered enough to pump her son about what happened in the mountains, how he liked it, when he was going back. It all seemed so normal. Even afterward, at the dinner table, they all chatted merrily. Only once did Allison notice her aunt glance down at her wrist watch.
It was getting close to that time, that moment when she'd be sampling Jack's wares. Allison wondered a little maliciously if Jack would be in top form tonight. After all, he had worked his body up pretty hard while fucking her. She remembered how he'd whipped her ass until he was sweating heavily. And then that fucking! He had rammed his cock into her cunt. Even now, while she spooned the pudding into her mouth, she remembered how his cock had split her open, stretched her pussy walls to the ripping point.
"I've got another of those boring meetings tonight at the library, dear," Aunt Joyce said, folding her napkin neatly into a square and putting it down to one side of her plate. Allison nearly choked on her milk. "But I'm sure the two of you will find something to do. Maybe another movie, Allison."
"I don't know, Mom. I'm awfully tired. Probably I'm just gonna hit the hay," Ned said, stretching his muscular arms over his head and yawning.
Allison found herself looking steadily at the young man. She wasn't going to start anything under this roof. She had done enough as it was. Helping her aunt clear the table, she glanced over at her cousin every now and then.
She wanted to throw down the dishes and scream out the truth. Instead, she quietly dried them, stacking them neatly while Joyce excused herself, dressed quickly, then left.
"I'm going downstairs to work on some stuff. Wanna come?" Ned asked as Allison walked from the kitchen into the living room. He was scratching his flat belly.
"No, I think I'm going to do some reading."
Allison saw that his T-shirt had pulled out from his trousers, exposing his smooth, tanned flesh. Again, she cautioned herself against starting something she couldn't finish. After all, there was Jack she still had to deal with. That might still get her thrown out in the streets if her aunt were ever to find out.
"Suit yourself," Ned said, casting a kind of fishy look at her.
Allison ignored it, sauntering through the room up the stairs. But once in her bedroom, she thought about that invitation, thought about her duties to her family, to her aunt. She had already done something society would consider terrible.
It's like a criminal's first murder, she thought, stretching her body across the mattress and staring blankly at the ceiling. The first is always the worst. But then another comes, and then another, and another. Soon, it all seemed so normal, so...inevitable!
That burning in her cunt was coming back again. Lying there, she thought of Jack, of his big, powerful hands. She had loved his touch. And her aunt was enjoying it now! Aunt Joyce was having the time of her life while Allison lay in bed alone. Awful, awful thoughts for her to be having. Perhaps she shouldn't even be thinking of fucking. After all, according to her mother, she was still a little girl, just barely out of the stage of playing with dolls. But how could she ignore that concentrated feeling making her cunt feel all hot and mushy inside? Her clit was starting to get stiff again, pushing up from the surrounding moist, dark-red cunt-meat.
And downstairs, there was her cousin-her own flesh and blood-who had invited her to go downstairs with him. Invited her! Of course, there was probably nothing to do it. But just being near a male like that would help.
Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, Allison stood up, straightened her dress, glanced in the mirror, then found herself walking from her room down the hall to the stairs. Below, she could hear the faint sounds of someone working on wood. She stopped at the top of the stairs and swallowed hard. Maybe she was taking on too much this time. She could feel her nipples pushing out against her bra. She didn't know the first thing about men, not really. And here she was, ready to go down to the basement to her cousin and...and do what? She didn't really know.
Breathing heavily, she padded downstairs, waiting for fate to take over. By the time she reached the basement door, she was only thinking of the next few minutes. Putting one foot in front of the other, she descended, feeling light-headed for the second time that day.