The delirious blonde sobbed, basking in the ecstasy of a dream come true, gasping with her building sexual hunger at this maddening titillation of her secret genitals. This was the end of everything. This could have been the end of her life and if she died remembering it, she wouldn't have cared. Nor did she care, but briefly, as she heard the jangling of the telephone on the night stand beside the bed. Without even opening her eyes, she reached over and lifted the receiver before even the first ring was ended. She dropped it back into the cradle to break the connection then lifted it again and let it fall from her hand to dangle by the chord off the night stand and onto the floor.
"Ohhhh, Tim," she moaned.
Then she scissored her thighs suddenly tight around Tim's ears, holding and smothering him between them, squeezing his face tighter and tighter into her upthrust cunt, bucking her hips in violent contortions off the pillow. His tongue wormed further and further up into her salivating pussy as if it were trying futilely to lick at the little nub of her cervix deep within. She moaned in an impassioned, distant-sounding voice as the boy grunted over her loins, his tongue slipping in and out of the clasping vaginal walls, rutting with his nose against the tenderly pulsing bud of her clitoris to urge it to even more desperate hardness.
Then again she spread her thighs wide apart, basking for a last fleeting moment in this most perverted joy she'd ever experienced, before she realized she couldn't stand it another second.
"That's enough, Tim. I can't take anymore. I want your cock. I want to be fucked by your cock in my pussy! Oh God!"
Tim lingered just long enough to flick his tongue out one last time against Miss Daniel's erectly quivering clitoris, then raised his head and began to inch his body toward her, the lewdly flowing juices of her pussy dripping obscenely from his mouth and cheeks down into the nakedly proffered mounds of her breasts. She shuddered as she felt the pressure of his blood-swelled cock poised hotly against her vagina. Then he began to twitch his buttocks frenziedly so the glistening tip of his penis prodded in little tentative, rapid jerks at the small tight entrance of her vulnerable loins.
Jo felt the exquisite and almost unbearable need Tim had awakened in her increase at the rapid jerking of the rigid cock-flesh against her soft cuntal hair and tingling lips of her pussy. Then, when she thought she could stand the waiting no longer, he shoved forward with greater urgency to intensify the maddening pressure. There was a faint stab of pleasing pain, a moment's resistance, then the excited cunt-lips slickly parted and the youngster's aching hardness shoved slowly up into the welcoming depths of her already orally ravished pussy.
Jo groaned with renewed excitement, with a lewd anticipation she had never imagined possible. The young boy probed deeper and harder into the narrow channel of her cuntal depths, ' stretching and widening it until she was gloriously filled. Her face was bathed in perspiration and an even more shattering delight floated through her body as she felt him reach down with both his hands to seize the two tautly clenched mounds of her buttocks and jerk them upward from the pillow on which they rested. Then she moaned as he pulled the two cheeks apart, and even as he began sawing into her vagina with his cock he started to probe down between the naked ass-cheeks with his finger, searching out the most sensitive and forbidden little hole of her puckered anus.
The curious youngster poked cautiously at the tiny tight entrance, reaching across the separating membrane to spread a few droplets of her oozing vaginal secretions over it before he probed again, now harder, and with a surprising little pop, found his finger embedded to the first joint right up into the hopelessly clenching nether hole.
Jo gasped with pain from the sudden unanticipated intrusion as the tight little ring of her anal flesh gave way. Then she lunged her buttocks up from the pillow in spontaneous retreat from the devastating sensation as she felt the finger worming relentlessly deeper, quelling all her futile resistance until it was buried to the joint and seemed to completely fill her all the way to the most sensitive and sacred depths of her rectum.
For a moment she quivered, her buttocks still held completely up off the pillow. Then miraculously the pain began to subside, and partly in exhaustion and partly in perverse curiosity she screwed her buttocks back downward against the. lewdly invading finger. The teenager's thinly haired pubis struck her own with a punishing downward thrust of his hips that drove his swollen cock far into her hungry vagina and sent wave after wave of pure licentious pleasure to course through her trembling loins in contrast with the continued rectal discomfort.
Then, as his finger and his lust-engorged penis began to move in unison, Jo completely forgot the pain, beginning to thrash and buck beneath the teenager in wanton delight, screwing her buttocks down on this humiliating impalement as if she longed to have him thrust his finger even deeper.
Now every nerve of the blond girl's body seemed to tingle and burn as Tim quickened and intensified his thrusts, spearing in and out of her obscenely skewered orifices with all the force of his youth, his tight little sac of testicles slapping between the widespread half-moons of her buttocks and against the sensitive membrane that separated the two simultaneously violated openings. She felt the warm vaginal moisture seeping down from her obscene cunt onto her straining buttocks, felt reality slipping from her grasp, her consciousness heightening as if in surreal visions as the first vague warnings of the oncoming storm of her orgasm appeared. She moaned ecstatically, beyond all thought and reason now. conscious of nothing but the primeval, dreamlike lust that permeated every wicked cell of her thrashing body. And, in her consuming gratitude, she thrust her face down, craning her neck to cover her parted lips over Tim's mouth, shocked and even more perversely enraptured by the taste of her own cuntal lubricant on his breath and mixed with his saliva.
Tim exerted all the control he could manage, spurred to greater heights of accomplishment by the knowledge of the presence of the two boys he'd let into the other room while Miss Daniels was undressing, knowing that even now they were listening to the squeaking of the bedsprings, the gasps and moans, the lewd panting and the slapping of sweating flesh against sweating flesh-knowing this was his chance to prove his masculinity and prowess once and for all to both of them.
But he knew he couldn't hold off forever, it felt too good and already he could feel the orgasm begin to strain and surge up into the canal of his rigidly throbbing, lustfully burning cock-shaft.
"Look out, Miss Daniels," he croaked, jerking his lips away from hers. "Here it comes!"
Jo was too far gone to say anything, to even utter a sound. She was too obsessed with her own building climax to respond with but the basest of answers. "Oh yes," she finally managed, "Fuck me, Tim! Fuck me as hard as you can."
Tim didn't wait a moment longer. With a mighty, violent lunge, he slammed into her spasming cunt, releasing all his controls as the come welled up from his balls, shoved and surged its way up the length of his pistoning cock and out of the opening of the little glans at the tip. It spurted forth in a great torrent of heat and slickness to fill the warm, greedy passage of Jo's pussy, lubricating it more, to even further facilitate his continued inward thrusts. With an animal-like moan he ejaculated all the way up into her hotly sucking vaginal depths, far up into her quivering belly. His cock jerked and twitched in last fantastic frenzies as he felt her echo his release with her own completely abandoned response.
"Oh shoot it off, you bitch!" Jo shouted at herself in the utter confusion of her consuming madness, feeling her orgasm begin even as she said the words to herself. It came sweeping like fire up from her ankles and down from the pineal gland in the back of her head. It was lightning striking the two buds of nipple that peaked her breasts, and her body was the ground, absorbing all the devastating and destructive current of an angry universe. It raged through her loins and rectum and anus, grinding momentarily brilliant focus in the lewd finger-fucking that continued beyond her sphincter and the most basic limits of human decency. It was a devastating, resounding thing, a blast of deafening music that went on and on in her ears and only faded gradually with the exhausted collapse of her buttocks crushing Tim's hand back down into the now obscenely soiled pillow on which she'd been propped.