Chapter 7
He felt the sperm erupt into her tight little snatch, ramming up against the back of her womb and bounce back against his knob, only to be hurled forth a second time as it was caught in his next blast. And the blast after, that, and the blast after that. He was exploding like a fireworks factory.
She settled herself down on him, tightly, obviously trying to catch it all and also so that she would not be shot from her perch. She placed die album on her lap and held it there like a cap over an erupting oil rig. Her parents could not see, but they were certainly watching intently.
Then Gina was shuddering and her lips made a beautiful little V shape. "Oh," she cried.
"Yes, darling?" Nancy exclaimed and she began to get up, but Bill freed a hand long enough to press his wife back into her chair.
"Mother, I ... it's so beautiful!"
"I told you it would be honey," Nancy gushed. "Now do you believe me? Now do you know why your father and I were so careful?"
"Oh, yes ... yes!"
Gina continued to squirm and Andy could feel her walls press even more tightly around his prick, grasping it as though it had hands and milking it to squeeze every drop from him. God, the lad had a naturally educated pussy. In her lifetime she would give pleasure to a hell of a lot of men. She could be famous, if she chose. He squeezed his eyes shut and allowed her cunt to milk him dry as it convulsed around him, almost pulling his balls up into her, too.
This actually went on for several minutes while the parents watched for any signs of distress or trouble. Andy occasionally looked across at them, until another spasm made him close his eyes for a new pleasure. Gina's pussy was working him, almost pulling the knob from his shaft. She sucked at him and worked him back and forth until everything was gone. And all this was taking place inside her body with very little exterior movement on her part. Remarkable!
It was as though her cunt was like the belly of a snake, convoluting about his prick, massaging him, swallowing him, manipulating him in a thousand different directions.
At last Andy knew he was dry and Gina also seemed to have expended herself. She half slumped in his lap, but still clutching the album, and her eyes were closed. When she opened them she looked into his face.
"Nice, huh? Thank you for being so good to me."
Andy smiled as he licked his lips. "I ... uh, could look at your pictures forever."
"Did you see something exciting, dear?" Nancy wanted to know. Bill was watching, too, and they both acted as though it were a historic moment.
"These pictures," Gina exclaimed. "It's been so long since I've looked at them. Especially those up at the lake."
"Up at the lake," Andy agreed in a voice that was still breathless. "Those are the best Away the hell up at the lake. A wonderful place to be."
"You must join us there soon, Andrew," Nancy gushed, all smiles and seemingly relieved now. "With your bride. We'd show you a wonderful time."
"We've already talked about it" Bill remarked and, hands out of his pockets now, he stifled a huge yawn. "I'm ready for bed, dear."
Andy looked down at his crotch and saw that it was sopping wet. So the old man had gotten himself off. Andy wondered why. Did he do this as a regular thing every night or had he sensed what was going on over on the couch?
Nancy was nodding at her husband in sympathy, her eyes also on his pouch. She might have been flunking that there was something more there for her. "All right darling. Well turn in. She looked at Gina. "Honey, you can entertain Andrew for the rest of the evening. You know where the brandy is and, if you get hungry, there's some food in the kitchen." She smiled into Andy's face. "Your visit has meant a great deal to us, you're darling boy."
Andy flushed as he felt his soft prick slip from Gina's pussy. Somehow she was squirming and reaching under herself and he felt his fly being closed. Thank God for that all-shielding photo album. So he was able to stand without giving everything away and as Gina bounced to her feet her short skirt dropped into place without a wrinkle.
"I've had a lot of pleasure," Andy replied. "I suppose ifs time I left, too."
"Oh, no, dear boy," Bill exclaimed as he got to his feet. "Just because we old folks can't stay up until all hours doesn't mean your party has to end." He beamed at his daughter. "Gina, you show Andy good old Blair hospitality. Go fix him a midnight lunch, with a bottle of beer. He'd love that."
Nancy touched her husband's arm. "You two young people enjoy yourselves any way you wish." She waved an arm. "There's television, or the radio, or outdoors. Ifs still warm outside."
Arm and arm, Gina's parents left the room, smiling over their shoulders at them. At the door to their bedroom Nancy turned one more time. "We do thank you, Andrew, from the bottom of our hearts. Don't we, Gina?"
Gina nodded and they waited until the parents were gone and the door was closed before they looked at one another. They stood, staring into one another's faces for several minutes, eyes searching, probing every swell and hollow before they at last smiled.
"You were all right, lad," Andy muttered, taking her jaw in his fingers.
Gina blinked up into his face. "Gosh, I ... I hardly knew what was happening. But my mother is right I really do thank you. You were the...."
"I know," he interrupted. Then he looked down at his soiled pants and at her dress, which didn't look so fresh after all. Underneath they were both much less than fresh. "Look, maybe we'd better clean up."
"We have a shower, of course, and we can get to it through the bedroom." She frowned. "Where my parents are and who knows what they're into by now?"
Andy nodded. "I thought of that Look, why don't we slip into a pool? We've got a couple of them to choose from. I can be back here in five minutes with my bathing suit"
Gina nodded with enthusiasm. "Wonderful. I'll be all ready for you." She blinked and got up on her toes to peck the tip of his nose with her lips. "I mean all ready. Would you like that?"
"Hell, yes," he muttered deep in his throat as he retreated to the door. He blinked at her as she waited in the middle of the room, hands clasped before her, one leg slightly in front of the other. A regal girl.
Then he stepped into the night and hurried across the expanse of torch-lighted paths and heavy plantings to his room. There he wormed into his bathing suit and draped a heavy towel around his shoulders. He would need nothing more.
He was back at the cabana in less than five minutes and before he could knock on the door it opened.
Gina stood before him, a white robe thrown over her shoulders and he could see her white bikini peeking out from underneath. Barefoot they left the cabana and, holding hands, they went to the smaller of the two swimming pools. It was almost dark, except for a faint blue underwater light that glowed from the deep end of the pool.
He waited while she slipped out of her robe and he gasped. She was beautiful in the faintly flickering light of tiki torches from a nearby path. Her skin was golden and her breasts made deep dark shadows. So did her crotch and her legs were long and perfect. Her eyes were momentarily lost in shadow until she turned her face directly toward him. Then, even in the semidarkness he could see their blue.
She lifted her face and her arms and, as she draped her hands around his shoulders, he pulled her to him. Their lips met and her lips tasted as good as he'd known they would. Full ripe, sweet, and pressing against his with a firmness that matched his own.
They kissed and as they held the kiss he felt the tip of her tongue. It was out and exploring his lips. He opened his mouth and she giggled. "This is something I do know about," she admitted. "We weren't all that good at school. We did have dates, you know. Funny, I said 'did' as though I've outgrown the school in just one night Perhaps I have."
"Perhaps you have," Andy agreed. "Well find out"
He opened his mouth and felt her tongue dart between his teeth. She went deep immediately, without playing any games at the front of his mouth. All the way, plunging into his throat where she explored as deeply as she could.
As Gina did this he held her body closely, hard against his until his cock was once more fully extended. He was ready for games all over again. He could feel her breasts high and hard against his chest, pressing, hot.
At last he pulled his face free to catch his breath. "Christ I'm going to melt" he exclaimed.
"Last one in is a rotten egg," she giggled as she turned and raced to the edge of the pool. There, poised for an instant her silhouette was that of a goddess. Then she arched her body and plunged into the water almost noiselessly. He was right behind, diving somewhat more sloppily, but faster, so that he caught up with her in the middle.
They padded lazily to the shallow end and there they stood in water to their waists, laughing in low voices. It was late and there were guests sleeping not too far away. They didn't need any front-desk people poking about as the result of complaints.
Gina brushed her hair from her face, tucking it behind her ears. Her face was more beautiful than ever and Andy kissed it again. As he held her his fingers found the knot of her bikini bra at the small of her back and, almost without thinking, he worked to free it It slipped free easily in his fingers.
He stepped back and lifted the halter-style bra from her body. He could see the faint blue light on her breasts, so that the nipples looked almost black. But they were smallish nipples and he knew that in another light their color would be different. He took her shoulders and half turned her body. Yes, in he torch light they were orange and pink, full, young, virginal nipples that poked from her breasts like bright buttons.
She waited and he knew what he wanted to do. He slid his hands down from her shoulders and cupped those exquisite breasts. He palmed each, lifting them and letting them bounce stiffly back into place. Then his face came down into the deep crack between Gina's mounds.
He let his tongue trail along until he decided to climb the side of a breast. He did so, hearing her lit-de gasps of pleasure as he neared a nipple. When he took it into his mouth she cried out so that he had to shush her.
Then he placed his mouth over the nipple and pulled it inside. She staggered before him, no longer needing to act out an unnatural role, as she had before her parents. Gina could be her uninhibited self now, as could Andy, and he rejoiced at the thought He sucked on the nipple, feeling it harden still more as his tongue worked over its tip.
More shudders ripped through her young body and her hands went to his head, where she guided his head where she wanted it to be. Then he moved to her other breast working around its sharp slope to its nipple. Again he sucked and again he felt her knees go weak before him. She was clinging to him and leaning against the edge of the pool, her back arched away from his as he leaned against her.
"Oh, Andy. Golly, I've never...."
"Kindly shut up," he hissed as he freed his mouth for a moment.
Then, still sucking, he dropped his hands to her hips, which were just above the surface of the water. He found more knots there and he worked until they were freed. The bottom of the bikini simply floated away without further urging. Gina, the fabulous Gina, was naked before him.
He stepped back and then he walked her to the steps which led into the pool. He had her take one step up so that the water hit her midway between her crotch and her knees, her thighs half in and half out Again he leaned her against the slick tile side of the pool and smiled.
She smiled back as he ran his hands from her breasts down to her ribs and then down to her belly, where he pressed hard until she was gasping for breath. His fingers went into her pretty young navel and seemed to be trying to explore inside her body.
Then he was rubbing her hips and, reaching behind her, he found the small of her back. He massaged it until her bones seemed to be turning to rubber. Then he went down and found the very top of the crack of her buttocks.
Here his hands divided and roamed down over each firm cheek, those tight cheeks that grew even tighter as he patted their full roundness. Then she began to relax again and he was able to press his fingers into the softness of her buttocks. She moaned and her head lolled against him as she draped her arms lazily over his shoulders. He kneaded her buttocks until they were like two unbaked loaves of bread made tender by the baker's hands.
Then his hands were dipping into the crack and he ran slowly along its length, feeling her flinch and tighten up with each new inch that he explored. It was so deep and soft and smooth and Andy wished his face were back there instead.
Soon he found her bung and when he touched it Gina cried out. He had to put a hand over her lips. "Quiet, kitten. You'll have them turning on the lights."
She nodded and he touched the bung again. She flinched again but remained silent Then she began to relax and he could feel the petals slowly unfold. Then he was able to press the tip of a finger against the bung and feel it give way. The finger nipped inside for half of its length.
"God, why does that feel so good?" she gasped. I've never had it..
"I know, I know . ... "
He shoved the finger all the way inside and then he worked another inside. He wormed them about feeling them strike and shift sluggish things until Gina was almost ready to faint
"Lordy, Lordy...." she moaned.
He pulled his fingers out and swished them through the water for a second until they were clean. Then he was in front of her again, his hands pressing into her belly. He dropped then into her cunt hairs and he wound them almost into small knots as he wormed about.
Then his hands went down over the last firm round part of Gina's lower belly and touched the very top of her cunt lips. She staggered against him for an instant so that he had to hold her up.
"Steady, kid," he whispered. "You did so much for me at the cabana that you've got to let me take care of you out here, got that?"
"Got it" She nodded as she smiled up into his face.
His hands dropped until they were flat against her pussy. Then he put his feet between her feet to spread them several inches. His hands dropped low between her legs and he dragged them all the way around the length of her crotch, hitting every sensitive place in a single sweep.
"Andy," she was whispering, her eyes shut "Andy, I'm making it You'll have to hurry!"