"Oh, luv. Luvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv!"
Heart beating like the racing wheels of the New York to L.A. express, I watched the head of Daddy's long veiny dick bludgeon its way past Mummy's glistening lips and small white teeth. He grunted. He pulled back and drove half the length of his hardness into her mouth. I gasped along with Mummy. My bellyached. My knees grew watery. I reached down and grasped the stiff cock sawing in and out between my legs.
"Katty," groaned Tom. "Honey baby. Kitten. I gotta have some of your pussy. Motherfuck… ahhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
I kissed him. Clamping my knees together, I squeezed the hot tip of his joint between my soft upper thighs and kneaded the fat hairy roots with sweaty fingers. His tongue darted into my mouth. I sucked it… wishing, pretending it was Daddy's hard meat I was sucking. I opened and closed the lips of my twat on his cock. My juices ran sticky and warm down his shaft.
Tom tore his lips from mine. "Katty. Sweet fuckin' Katty. You have to give me some cunt, baby. Now. NOW!"
I glanced from Tom's anguished face to Daddy's taut buttocks. I watched the muscles tighten as he drove more and more of his sex into Mummy's lovely face. Now Mummy held his whipped-creamed nuts in her hand. She raised one leg, giving him a wide open path to her hairy blonde triangle.
"Katty," begged Tom. "Please. Please!"
I couldn't watch anymore. It was making me crazy. "Let's go in my room," I told Tom. "Hurry. I want to suck you off in bed."
Tom took one step-almost fell because of the pants and shorts at his ankles. He cursed and stepped out of the garments. In shirttails, shoes, and socks, he followed me through the living room to my bedroom at the far end of the dimly lit hall.
It was almost dark outside and the last rays of the sun filtered amber shadows through the blinds and drapes on my windows. The room was soft frills and haze. Romantic. The bed was a large rectangular cloud, with fluffy white pillows. The furniture blended with the pale green walls, and. the lamps, on the night tables on either side of the headboard, were tall phallic symbols with harpoon lampshade heads.
Tom grabbed me from behind. We swayed together at the foot of the bed. "Let's fuck, Katty. No more sucking today. If I don't get some of your pussy, I'll go nuts. I dream about it… think about it all day at the store. I can't get that hot little pink gash out of my head." He pressed the tip of his dick between my plump buttocks, let it lay flat in the warm crack. HIS hand crept down my small belly. His fingers moved slowly through my black bush.
"Oh, Tom," I whispered, intoxicated. I felt his fingers tracing the lips of my cunt. Gently. Gently. Ever so gently.
"Your pussy's so fuckin' soft. Man! Like… like silk instead of coarse cunt hair. Let me fuck you, Katty. Anything you want. Name it. Only you have to let me stick my joint up there"
"I… I'm still c-c-cherry."
"Jesus!" Tom's dick shot down, under. The nozzle head probed my twat. He moved his hand in slow circles on my small hairy mound.
"Tom…?"
"Let me bust you, Katty. My dick's so fuckin' hard. Feel it?" He drove the head into the wet lips of my cunt. The lips parted. The glans raked hot across my clit. "Baby love," breathed Tom in my ear. "You can't say no now. You want it. I can tell. I can feel your tight little gash nipping. It wants a cock. Man! I never felt a snapper as anxious as yours is right now."
I moaned. I wanted more than anything to hold a hard cock in my belly. Tom was right; we'd done everything else and it was silly of me to refuse him my pussy. Fucking Daddy! I could hear the loud sucking noises from the front room… feel the rigid meat sniffing, probing, trying to penetrate my vulva. I squatted, bent some and pressed back. Oh God! I thought. Why! Why couldn't it be Daddy!
Abruptly Tom spun me around. His hungry lips covered mine. He inched me back. My legs hit the soft mattress and we fell, arms and legs thrashing, hands groping, caressing, onto the bed. I lay spread eagled beneath him. He pressed down-dick trapped between my pubic mound and his muscular belly. His nuts fell hot and heavy into the space at the top of my gaped open young thighs.
The kiss lasted a long time, until I turned my face away, lungs threatening to explode. Then Tom moved his lips to my nipples. "Sweet little titties," he pronounced in a hot, rasping voice. "So fucking pink. Sugar lumps."
"Suck them then. Bite them."
"Motherfucker cherry. Who'd have thought!" Tom slid farther down on my arched body. His cock dragged through my cunt hair until the tip rested at the tight slit at the top of my love hole. He drew one taut nipple noisily into his mouth… nibbling… sucking… swirling his sandpapery tongue around and around and over the rubbery, rigid pink bud. His hand crept down my belly to the hair. He kneaded. His dick probed.
"Fuck me," I moaned, unable to stand another minute, another second without swollen man-meat filling the hungry emptiness. Would it happen this time, I wondered. Would someone -Tom? Whom Mummy had jilted, because, I now knew, he had gotten tired of her blonde pussy and couldn't pop off more than one time a day-finally break the stubborn elastic like barrier and make me a complete woman?
"Katty, You ready, baby? Gotta have some Man! A maidenhead! A sweet, fuckin' black cherry. I'll go easy, honey."
"Hard!"
"Huh?"
"As hard as you can!"
"Jesus."
"Fuck it into me. Stick your big dick as far up my belly as it'll go. Hurry!" Panting, Tom slipped down my body until the head of his cock rested at the hairy gateway, and the shaft, the long, rock-hard cylinder was pointing like a torpedo-shaped spearhead at my wet twat. He thrust. The tip penetrated. I thrashed about wildly on the bed. I raised my knees. I lifted my hips and wiggled my cunt onto his spike.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Honey baby love." Tom's hands slipped under my plump buttocks. His fingers sought the crack, prying my cheeks open, finger-fucking my anus. Again he thrust, pulling me up to meet him, and driving half the length of his stiff dick up my pussy.
"More! Fuck me good!"
"Katty. If I hurt you…"
"Nooo! I… I want you to hurt me. I… I've been fucked before. B-but the c-c-cherry's still there. It… it won't breeeeeeeeeeeeak!"
"I'll break it, baby. Hang tight. Tight. Oh Christ Jesus. You're so fucking, fucking tight! So close I can't…"
"Harder!" I demanded. "Fuck it all into me. Hurt me. Hurt meeeee!" Frantic, out of my head with wanting his dick in my belly, I raised my knees higher; lifted my trembling half moons a foot off the bedspread, and met his tentative thrusts _ith furious gyrations. I felt him pull back, drive. The fat head of his cock bored its way into the small, tighter than tight opening at the lower end of my inner love channel. "More!" I cried. "All of it. Alllllllll offfffffff ittttttttt!"
"Wait a minute, honey. Hold on."
I felt his fiery love dart slip out of me. "Oh, Tom… nooooooooooo!"
"Shhh. I've got an idea." He reached for one of the soft pillows. "Lift high," he directed.
I lifted. "Put it back in. Hurry. Hurreeeeeeeeeee!"
Tom knelt between my wide open, quivering thighs. He looked down at my pussy, drew breath through clenched teeth. Hastily he folded the pillow and packed it beneath my ass. "Katty. What a sweet fuckin' pussy. Lookit it breathe."
Do it, Tom. Stick it up in me. Quick. Pleeze!" My pussy was sopping wet. Ready. Begging for hot cock.
Again Tom fell upon me. Again the head of his dick found the lower gateway, parted the lips, and bored in. Again he clutched my soft buttocks, lifted me high off the pillow, and planted two-thirds of his meat in my gaping pink hole. I felt, the head grow… expandmg… contracting… expanding. It slid back, almost popped from my pussy, drove. I gasped. I closed my eyes… straining… listening. I could hear Mummy's muffled cries… Daddy's wet tongue noises. And… was that Tom's joint I heard? My cunt was so wet, so sloppy with juice, that his dick slid in and out, deeper each time, with the sound of shoes filled with water.