Chapter 2
Although Livia had seen girls in the movie sucking penis's, the idea of a masculine appendage pushing itself into her own mouth had seemed totally abhorrent when Forrest had suggested it. But then she began to wonder if, perhaps, he might not be right. Perhaps if she did do it, she would learn to like it. Then maybe he would reciprocate and do the same thing to her. If that were the case, well, why not go ahead and do it? The nearness of the throbbing hot cock had her wavering between fight and desire, and desire seemed to be ahead. Even the feel of the penis's silkiness against her cheek as well as the aroma of it, which she found oddly stimulating now seemed to drive away her previous fright. The actual presence of the phallus, its being there, its very closeness was in no way terrifying, but actually more than a little comforting. A warm calm began spreading through her shuddering form.
Slowly surrounding the massive baton with one of her hands, Livia used her other hand to disentangle his two hands from her hair, then slowly, purposefully turned her lovely face while parting her lips, opening her mouth as wide as possible to accept the huge baton. He waited until her mouth was fully agape before slowly inserting the throbbing head of his pulsating cock. The slowness wasn't initially out of any consideration for Livia, but rather Forrest felt the need to observe the way her lips tightened and sucked—and more, he wanted other who were also watching, whose presence was totally unknown to Livia—to see that her lips were sucking his cock, and he wanted to enjoy the feel of her tongue along the underside as it warmly trickled back and forth.
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Once the throbbing tree-trunk of burning flesh was enclosed in the narrowness of her mouth, Livia slowly clamped down with her full lips, pursing them firmly around the rigidity of the phallic spire. She sucked without thinking for a moment, and when she did think, she suddenly realized how much she was enjoying herself. The taste of his penis on her tongue actually thrilled her. Yes, yes, she liked it, and because she liked it she knew she would appreciate it that much more if she was able to bring Forrest Cameron total physical pleasure, for in knowing she had pleased him, she would please herself even more. Livia was determined, she would suck and suck until the man ejaculated his sperm down her gullet. She wanted it to wash over her tongue, line her mouth and fall into her throat.
She sucked as hard as she was able. Her lips pulled on the solid masculine bone of meat as if she expected to actually extract some nourishment from within. Her mouth moved forward and back, forward and back, her tongue licking lustily on the underside of the weighty organ. The inexperienced girl felt him moving too rapidly, and her hands gripped his hips to hold him more steadily in place as her mouth zipped back and forth along the masculine monorail at incredible speed.
Each time her head moved forward she took a bit more of the immense and throbbing telephone pole of flesh into her mouth and throat. Her cheeks bloated as she rammed her face all the way forward trying to feel the head of his cock shove through her gullet and reach right into her belly. But long as it was, it wasn't that long.
Like an insane maniac Forrest Cameron clung to Livia's hair, not so much to urge her on any more, as to maintain his balance. He was pumping violently against her tantalizing tongue, his glistening poker of flaming flesh continuing to move back and forth while her fingers continued digging into the flesh of his naked hips.
Cameron's own mouth was wide open, and looked as if he was expected to yell loudly, but no sound came from between his lips. The speed with which his thrusting loins continually moved let the hidden onlookers know he had reached his blast-off. What they were not aware of was the fact that the heavy penis, moving in and out of her gullet, had aroused Livia to the point where she was attaining her own initial orgasm. It wasn't a large one, but being her first, it seemed the strongest, most overpowering feeling she had ever had in her entire life. The full length of cock crammed down her throat prevented her from making any noise at all as she came.
But for Forrest Cameron it was an entirely different story. The lava boiled up inside his lunging phallic probe, rumbling toward the tiny eye in its dome. The man tensed, his entire body suddenly becoming a stiff as his cock as he let out a loud, long yell.
He babbled wildly as his pushing penis enlarged and began pulsating, unleasing great gouts of the white fluid within into Livia's eager and expectant mouth.
She sucked, drained, and slurped every last little bit of the tantalizingly delicious fluid, swallowing it down her hungering gullet. Her mouth sucked again and again, pulling as much mead from his shoving phallus as he was able to offer her. All the oil, nice and hot, oozed down her throat and into her belly as her tongue swatched itself across his throbbing staff again and again, cleaning the massive fleshy plug of everything.
Little by little she felt the immenseness shrink in her mouth until there was less than an inch left. Finally she released it and said, "What now? I've done it for you. Will you keep your promise and do it to me, too?"
Her eyes were bright with eager expectancy, certain he would keep his promise. But he got to his feet, saying, "Livia, you're much too much of a woman for any one man. No one man would ever be able to satisfy you. You'd need a whole gang of men."
"What are you talking about?" she gasped.