Chapter 3
Barbara Lassnow moaned softly in the back of her throat as she felt a warm tongue lapping gently at her erect nipples. She looked up at the stars from the blanket upon which she lay with her boyfriend, Joe, and drifted through space as he expertly made love to her. His questing lips moved down her body, over her down-covered belly, and lingered in the dark muff of her pubic mound. His head dipped, and Barbara moaned at the first contact between his tongue and the tender outer lips of her pouting pussy.
Barbara was sixteen, but she'd already been sexually active for two years, the last year and a half with Joe, the quarterback of the school football team. He was a wonderful lover, and they spent as many evenings fucking as they could possibly arrange.
She sighed in ecstasy as Joe flicked his tongue through her portal of pleasure and licked upward, lingering on her swollen clit. She opened her eyes to see the thrusting monster of Joe's prick hanging over her mouth, the sack of his balls dangling down along the underside of the shaft. She reached up and gently stoked the organ before pulling Joe's torso down and encircling the purple swollen head with her rose-red lips. She could feel a redoubling of Joe's wild sucking and lapping at her pussy as she began to gently suck at his prick. They seemed to suck for an eternity as her mind drifted up in the clouds. Suddenly Joe moved his face from her dripping snatch and reversed his body. He kissed her lingeringly on the lips, entwining their tongues together. She could taste the musky flavor of her pussy juices, just as he could taste the light saltiness of his first drops of come on her lips.
Slowly, he moved to mount her, intruding his muscle of love into her cunt slowly, inch by inch until she was stuffed to the womb.
"MMMMmmmmm ..." she moaned, as he began a slow circular thrusting in and out of her cunt. She rotated her hips to match his movement, feeling a little thrill each time the top of the shaft met the throbbing swelling of her tender clit.
Joe moaned into her ear. "Oh, Babs, you are the greatest." His hands were under her creamy buttocks, clenching, driving her groin up against his.
Barbara was in heaven. Joe moved one hand up to push its way between their heaving chests, squashing her breast against her rib cage as he squeezed the tender nipple, driving her to new heights of excitement. His mouth found hers again, and their tongues danced the universal boogie of love. She reached down between them to cup his balls on either side of his prick, feeling the silky friction as his cock rubbed against the flats of her hands each time it thrust in and out of her wet pussy.
Joe pulled both of his hands from her body, and began to lightly trace a pattern up and down her flanks, lingering on the out-thrust curves of her tits where they swelled out from his confining chest. He could feel his balls beginning to ache, feel the pressure on his cock that meant he was about to reach his climax. Gasping and panting, his hips moving wildly, he thrust in and out of Barbara's tender cunt with savage abandon. At the same time, she could feel heat waves all over her body. Her nipples felt so erect she feared they might explode in her passion. Love juices flowed in rivulets down her vagina to lubricate even more the luscious lips of her stuffed box. She bucked against her lover wildly, feeling the head of his cock as it moved in, then out of her cunt, almost pulling out, stimulating her swollen clit even more with each deep thrust. She moaned aloud.
It was coming now. Joe moved ever faster. He couldn't wait any longer.
Barbara moaned aloud. "Oh ... Joe ... It's so good ... Don't ever stop ... Oh, Joe ... MMMMMmmmmmmm ... "
Suddenly Joe erupted in a mad burst of motion. His torso slapped into hers wildly and noisily as a cry of bestial passion burst from his throat. Simultaneously, Barbara began to thrash wantonly under him, emitting little gasps and whines, snorting air through her nostrils as the full heat and sensation of her tumultuous climax hit her, driving the air from her lungs, leaving her an exhausted, sweat-covered beast of sated passion and lust.
Afterwards, they lay beside one another, smoking.
"Oh, lover, you were wonderful ... " Barbara snuggled up under his armpit.
"Always am, Babe. Comes from keepin' in trainin'."
"Oohh ... That's right. I have to get home soon. I'm in training too, you know."
"What, for that girls' softball? What kind of training is that?"
"It's just as strict as yours," she retorted as she stuffed the large white orbs of her rose-tipped breasts back into her bra and put on her sweater. As Joe watched the creamy softness of her butt disappear into her tight jeans, he realized that she was serious. He'd get no more nooky tonight. Wearily, he began to put on his clothes as well.
"And, besides, smarty, we're going to play a boys' team next week."
"What kind of boys' team?"
"Well, it's a sort of a pre season exhibition game that the mayor arranged. We're going to play a team from the Lacrosse Reformatory."
"What! Where are you going to play?"
"At the reformatory, of course."
"But that's a really rough joint, Babs. They've got killers and rapists and God knows what else penned in there. I don't like it."
"Oh, it'll be perfectly safe. Besides, those poor boys deserve a little thrill once in a while. After all, they don't have the same outlets that you do." She leered at him lasciviously.
"Well, I'm still worried. Who knows what some of those punks might get into their heads once they see that pretty little rear of yours up on the pitcher's mound?"
"It doesn't matter what they get into their heads. Only you'll ever get that pretty little rear in your hands." She leaned over and gave him a lingering kiss on the mouth as she snaked her hand into his still open jeans and caressed his limp prick. He moaned in surprise and pleasure.
Leaning down, she pulled the slowly stiffening organ from his pants and engulfed it in her mouth. Sucking, she soon had a raving hard-on gagging her, pressing into the back of her throat. She sucked and ran her tongue around the head until Joe thought he would pass out from sheer pleasure. He held back, reaching out to feel the globes of her tits through the material of her sweater and bra. He gasped as she put on a show of suction power to rival a vacuum cleaner.
Barbara could feel the strong pulsing in his prick that meant he was about to come. She sucked frenziedly, lovingly at the distended organ that swelled her cheeks and stuffed her throat. Suddenly it was upon him. With a wild groan of animal lust, he exploded in her mouth. She almost choked as spurt after spurt of hot, white, salty come flooded her mouth. She swallowed every drop, licking her lips, torturing him with further licks to the head of his erupting cock. She cupped her hands under her chin to catch the overflow and, after he had finished, she lapped up the little puddle of come from her palms with glee.
"There, lover, how was that?" She grinned at him playfully.
"Always the best, baby. You're always the best. But I still wish you wouldn't go to that prison game. I'm worried. Couldn't you pretend to be sick or something? You've got a relief pitcher, don't you?"
"Little Carlotta? She doesn't have the power to play against men. Besides, I'm kind of looking forward to seeing the inside of a real prison. There are going to be all kinds of important people there. Miss Peterson said the Governor might even show up. They're making a special meal for us in the dining hall. We're going to have a special table all to ourselves with the visitors, but the prisoners are going to get the same meal at their tables. Isn't that nice for them?"
"I still don't like it."
"Oh, pooh! You're just jealous. What could possibly happen to us with the mayor and all those important people there?"
At that very moment, in a corner of the dining hall at the Lacrosse Boys' Reformatory, there was a meeting in progress of the Committee of Twelve, chaired by Jack Rivers. Strangely enough, they were discussing the answer to Barbara's question. Had she been privy to their conservation, she might have been a little more prudent in heeding her boyfriend's advice.