Jo Ann began experimenting with movement as she had often done when she had fingered herself. It was mostly muscle movement in the tight cheeks of her lovely young ass as well as along her sleekly slender inner loins. She tentatively dipped her pelvis the littlest bit, and the rod locked inside her slipped out a little. Unh! It hurt, but just a little.
Dean Joseph was willing to let her take the initiative at this point… at least for the moment. She timidly pushed up with her pelvis and the hot, thick length of fleshy sword sank back into its membraneous scabbard all over again. Yes, that hurt, too… or did it?
Abruptly, Jo Ann realized a lot of the pain was now in her mind. She dipped her abdomen again, and once more the hot, hard rail of flesh slid slightly from within her. No, no real pain this time. Forgetting herself for a moment, she eagerly pushed up cautiously, and she groaned without wanting to. Yes, there was definitely some remaining tenderness down there. To compensate, Dr. Joseph instantly pulled his cock back a little.
This time she was more careful as she thrust her pelvis upward, and to her delight, the pain was almost gone. She pulled back, then pushed up, then pulled back, then pushed up. The little movements continued for a few minutes, each one a bit less discomfiting than its predecessor. Now the oils from her previous orgasm, mixed with his remaining saliva and the blood from her broken membrane, formed a strong, oily-based lubrication, and she soon found herself being able to take a thrust of somewhat greater length. Slowly… gently… carefully! Thrust, withdrawal, thrust, withdrawal… a little more this time… a little more… a little more until she discovered she was taking half the length of his organ in and out of her fleshy tubule.
"Easy," the man whispered. "Nice and easy does it, and you'll love it that much more."
Her body was slowly returning to its former peak of delight. Jo Ann felt the far-off reverberations of ecstasy in her tiny breasts and upper abdomen. The throbbing spear of the dean's weighty penis was moving in and out of her youthful body in time to a rhythmic cadence only the two of them were able to hear. Most of the pain had totally disappeared. There was that velvety feeling in her little womb now, and it was far more electric than she had ever imagined. The feeling grew until lightning arced its way across her nerves and ganglions to short circuit her centers of reason and sanity in a shower of savory sparks the like of which not in her wildest imagination she had been able to dream. Nothing mattered now other than the male-female cock and cunt.
Jo Ann began wildly rotating her lovely young hips, jerking them from side to side. She rotated her seething tunnel around that deified instrument of tantalizing thrills. Her seething vagina paid homage by acting with a mind of its own, saluting the savage cudgel that internally battered it from within. Her strong vaginal muscles had tightly enclosed the phallus, caressing it and massaging it, aching to keep it locked within her, not wanting it to ease back even for a moment, now.
She was being fucked! Fucked! Fucked!!! What was more she loved every last little bit of it. By some incredible kind of osmosis, her vagina seemed to be trying to actually ingest his phallus. Her body was attempting to pull him, all of him, every last inch of his entire body inside her through the narrow vestibule between her slender thighs.
The tempo began to increase. Little by little the dean's hard cock began withdrawing more on each backstroke until it had almost its entire length out of her each time before slamming right back in through those suddenly tight, hairless lips of her cuntdom. The cavern of her pussy engulfed him more and more easily, and yet at no time was there a lessening of the wonderful resistance that made what they were doing feel so right to both of them.
Jo Ann sensed what was happening down there. In her mind's eye she was able to visualize it even though she had never seen a hard cock stroking into a cunt before. She saw the thin, pink ridges of her inner labia clinging lovingly, puckeringly to the massive penile pole as it withdrew and she screwed her tight, round, lovely little ass into the mattress. Then there was the entry, that fiery re-entry of the fleshy rocket ship as if coming from cold, lonely outer space, pushing the soft, carmine folds back into her. She "saw" the dean's glistening penis like a long, thick, cylindrical all-white Roman candle disappearing into the seething, fuming depths of the succulent cave between her widespread thighs.
Now it was time for the dean to take charge of the situation between them once more. Jo Ann was more than happy to let him do so. Whatever pain she had initially felt was completely forgotten. No agony would have been able to make headway against that exquisite velvet explosion building up inside her. Like a matador expertly wheeling his red cape, his motions superbly moved and headed her to that point she had intuitively been seeking ever since she had discovered sex.
She was coming closer to that all-important blastoff, but it wasn't close enough. She egged the man on to deeper, more rapid thrusts. Her fingers dug into his buttocks and she wantonly pulled the full length of his mighty organ into her narrow channel, filling it completely.
Yes, yes, she felt herself approaching it now. It was all so unbelievable. Her body was being taken over by some exterior force. Her humping thrusts become that much more urgent, and she was aware of her mouth hanging open in a grimace of lust and ecstasy. Her tongue was pressed firmly against her lower teeth so that it bled from the underside. Her small breasts hardened, the nipples darkening and looking ready to fall off. The first far-off rumblings of a powerful earthquake began quivering in her womb. She speedily hurled herself against Evan Joseph's hard cock, a marlin attempting to dislodge the hook that had been thrust deep into her. It was now… now… now…
"Nowwwww!" she screamed, and her back arched up high off the mattress, and her knees came together like a powerful metal vise, clamped firmly around the man's buttocks. Her hands reached around his thighs and grabbed for his dangling scrotum, pressing it all the more firmly against her anal pucker. It was as if she was actually trying to push his testicles into her rectum.
She threw herself forward and back as if she were being jackhandled. Her body twitched uncontrollably. Her feet and legs pounded against the ass of Dr. Joseph and her head slammed against the pillow. She made loud gasping sounds as her tongue almost fell into her throat.
The convulsions of desire continued, arid through it all, Jo Ann felt an exaltation that was far greater than any religious fervor felt by die-hards. It raged through her nerves, her muscles, and her flesh. Above everything else the paramount thoughts was, “Never before had anything been so beautiful." She wondered if it was possible for It to feel this good ever again.
But she was wrong, for eve as.she was in the throes of her first vaginal orgasm, she felt the professor's penis grow larger and larger inside her. It seemed to fill her inner self like some hot, hard, expanding balloon. It throbbed once, twice, three times, and then the first blast of his ejaculation seared her interior, and a whole new string of climaxes were set off within her like Chinese firecrackers. The sperm was lava that completely filled her young female cavity, filling her to overflowing so that it oozed out and ran down her ass.
He stayed inside for the balance of the time they remained together, and after, washed her very carefully before washing himself.
"You have the best cunt I've ever known," he told her, "and this was only your first time. I wonder how you'll be five years from now."
Chapter 5
That night, as she lay in her bed, Jo Ann thought about being rid of the unwanted membrane within her. Though there had been pain, it had been well worth every moment of it, because the thrilling desire she had enjoyed had been incredible. The dean had been unbelievable, and so, after, she had told him how she had found out about him and Marilyn Ease. She realized that by telling him, she was also cutting him out of her life again, because he was the kind of man who never used any female more than once, no matter how good she was. In reality, it wasn't a bad idea… and she thought about doing the same thing, in reverse. Never letting herself get involved more than once with any one man seemed like a great idea.