Jerry found himself being maneuvered between her slender thighs, nestled down in the warm cradle her quivering flesh created for him. She felt frail and delicate under him, but the powerful grip of her arms around his aroused body indicated otherwise. In many ways, this young girl was all woman.
"Fuck me," Cindy whispered hungrily. Her hips were shifting demandingly now, rather than just restlessly. There was no more mindless searching; she knew exactly what she wanted.
Jerry resisted, battling himself even more than he was her. He wanted this girl as desperately as a rutting animal wants to mate with a female in heat. But something would not let him forget just how young she was.
"Fuck me," she urged again. She wedged her hand down between them, impatiently seeking his cock. It was lodged between them like a huge pole. In spite of his massive bulk, she somehow shifted under him and freed his cock, and placed its head between her thighs. She scrubbed the nerve-laden tip of his prick through her pubic bush, and even those tender young curls hurt, so stimulated were his nerve endings. Then she rammed his prick along the length of her wet cleft, and Jerry felt hot flesh sear past his glans.
"Fuck me," Cindy repeated for the third time. She began working his prick into the tight entrance of her cunt.
Jerry still held back, fearful of hurting her. She was so young! He was big, and he knew it. In one of those raunchy college incidents that had been a hard-on contest, and his nine inch tower had won. He was afraid he would tear Cindy wide open with his brutal shaft.
But, if he didn't have her, what was he going to do? God, he was mad with lust. It was insane for him to be in this position in the first place. He had a need that could not be denied.
His animal instincts made up his mind for him. The feel of her hot tube around just the tip of his prick made his hips lurch forward, ramming the head of his cock into her cunt.
"Aaaahhh," Cindy whined, and that soft moan chilled Jerry's blood. He was aura he had hurt her already. She was so tight, so small, so virginal.
"More," Cindy groaned, hauling at his ass to get him into her farther.
Jerry wanted to hold back, but his driving sexual need and her uninhibited urgings were too much for him. He let her haul him in, and his body burst into flame from the blazing friction. And he was only into her a few inches. By far the largest amount of his cock was still outside her body, eager to get in.
"More," she repeated, dragging at him hungrily, getting still another fraction of his prick into her.
"Aaaahhh," Jerry sighed, the last shreds of concern and resistance fading before his monumental lust. Now he was pushing at her, driving his prick into that tight, clinging cunt.
"Aaaawww!" Cindy wailed as she took his prick into her guts. She could feel her cunt being stretched by his brutal bulk. Maybe she was going to be torn open by this massive cock, but if she was, she didn't care. All she wanted was the full measure of that monster cock in her cunt. It was a need to prove herself as much as anything else. She had to prove to this man that she was a woman, not just a silly girl. She had to take his entire massive prick into her as a point of pride, as well as for her sexual satisfaction. Her hips heaved and rolled in an effort to get more and more of him into her.
"Aaahhhrrr!" Jerry growled like the animal he had became. He pumped his cock deeper and deeper and deeper, pausing and retreating only to lubricate his hot meat. Bit by glorious bit his prick was being embraced by gripping, hot, velvety, teenage flesh.
"Uuuuhhh!" Cindy grunted. "Uhhh-ugh-ugh! Ugh!" The air seemed to be pounded out of her with every inward thrust.
Jerry was more than halfway into her now, and driving harder and faster and more impatiently as over and more of his cock felt her hot embrace.
Cindy was still hauling at his ass, urging him deeper and deeper into her cunt. This cock she was taking dwarfed the puny pricks of her boyfriends. This was a real man's cock, and she was going to take every inch of it. She bent her legs, folded them, drawing her knees upward to give him every chance to run her through with his blunt bludgeon.
Jerry went eagerly along with her desire, doing his best to shave his prick completely through her. He was almost entirely into her now, and drove at her harder and harder as he neared his goal. He was nesting his orgasm as he was nearing full penetration of her.
Cindy was soaring higher and higher, toward a second marvelous explosion. She urged him deeper, kicking her heels into his back. She was spurring him on like he was a stallion.
"Awwwaaahhh!" she cried ecstatically.
Jerry buried the last inch of his prick in her cunt with one brutal thrust of his hip. His balls drained in an explosive rush as he felt the head of his cock slam up against the end of her vagina. Clot after blazing clot of cum burst from his balls, seared the length of his cock like blazing meteors, and erupt into Cindy's young body like explosive wads of lava. He heaved his hard, muscular body against her tender one and poured his searing cum deep in to her, feeling it burst out past the head of his prick where it was engloved by the end of her vagina.
"Eeeeee!" Cindy's shriek was an animal cry. It sounded like a dying beast was being ripped to shreds by a predator. It was the cry of a female in the storm of an orgasm unlike any she had ever experienced before. She tried to wrap her entire body around the monster cock that was sunk in her cunt. Every muscle in her young body was knotted by the searing flames of her incredible climax.
And now, sated and again sane, Jerry was forced to acknowledge what had happened, what he had done. Carefully, he lifted himself off her and stood, staring stupidly down at her. She lay there almost as if she were dead, limp and spraddle legged. He could see the heart of her pussy, the inflamed inner folds of tissue. They looked almost like an open wound. A pearly gobbet of his cum was lewd testimony to just exactly what he had done to this girl.
Turning away, he hung his had over the side, afraid for a moment that he was going to be sick.
"You were the greatest," Cindy sighed correctly reading his mood. "You didn't do anything to me that I didn't invite. I wanted you to screw me. I've been looking forward to this ever since I started crewing for you."
Jerry shook his head, unable to look at her.
"Really, it's all right," Cindy insisted.
"Still…" Jerry went on.
"Uh-oh, company coming," Cindy interrupted, noticing that the motor boat was now headed in their direction.
"Shit!"
"No time for that," Cindy said, throwing his clothes at him. She was already halfway into her shorts. In a few seconds she was decent again, top and bottom. Jerry had only managed to get his pants on.
"Leave your shirt off," Cindy suggested. "That looks more innocent than being obviously in a hurry to get dressed."
Jerry was amazed at her common sense in the face of disaster. She was on the seat, holding the jib sheet again, as if nothing had happened.
Jerry turned to greet the power boat's skipper, bracing himself as the sailboat rocked from the waves the motor boat stirred up.
"You folks need a tow in?"
"Sure could use one," Jerry admitted, anxious to get to shore.
"I'll get your line," Cindy shouted, leaping for the forward deck. She managed somehow to hide behind the jib and gather in the sea anchor before it could be spotted.
Jerry noted sickly the wet stain in the crotch of Cindy's shorts as she bent down to secure the tow line. Then they were being towed, and he was helping her get the sails down and stowed.
"It won't happen again," Jerry commented finally.
"I hope it does," Cindy replied candidly. "You were great."
"Well, it won't happen again," Jerry repeated. "You're too young. And besides I am a happily married man."