Slowly, tantalizingly, the heavily breathing young man worked the tingling head of his cock up and down her soft, hair-lined slit, up and down while the pressure in his balls climbed and soared. He forced himself, gritting his teeth, to go slowly, slowly, but it was fast becoming too much to bear. Jerri's churning, velvety buttocks were swirling back against him with growing excitement as his cock pushed up her cunt, and she was moaning and panting wildly, running her hands up and down her sides in spasmodic movements as she felt his great organ slowly ride up into her.
Rob felt her lips, her cunt lips, crawling up the shaft of his cock and he thought they felt like butter or soft warm honey, just as her mouth had felt when she had sucked him. He couldn't stand it any longer. He whispered," I'm gonna fuck you, Jerri! I'm gonna fuck you from behind like you've never been fucked before!"
Jerri sucked in her breath in anticipation, his lewd words strangely exciting her, making her cunt flower wider and secrete more juices around the head of his penis. She spread her legs wider at his command whispered in her ear, and he pressed her downward slightly to give him more access to the tight hole.
Slowly, he edged forward, sliding his cock into her sensitive, elastic vagina, getting the head all the way in, reveling in the heat of her naked cunt flesh closing over his cock. He pressed forward, gritting his teeth still harder to keep from slamming every last throbbing inch of his cock home in one brutal lunge. Another half inch slid up inside her open pussy and then another, and then finally the entire length.
"Oh, God!" Jerri screamed as she felt the monster fill her body. He pulled it out immediately, almost completely, and then slammed it back into her. She moaned and held tight to the pillows, trying desperately to brace herself as the bed shook beneath them.
The warm, moist walls of her pussy clasped his cock like a tight, soft fist, and he groaned, then withdrew until only the head lay within the warmth of her channel. He stared down at his glistening shaft, slick with her lubrication, grinning obscenely at the way her softly hair-rimmed pussy lips puckered out around the swollen head. He plunged forward again.
"Ah!" Jerri moaned.
"Jerri, Jerri," Rob panted, driving his hips forward, his hands kneading and squeezing her ass-cheeks. His long, lust-hardened cock fucked hard up into her now widened cuntal tunnel; the channel accepting it eagerly. She rolled and ground her hips greedily back against his bucking loins as waves of delicious pleasure surged through her trembling flesh, blotting out all but her need and her newfound love for the boy who was fucking her.
Jerri closed her eyes and felt it beginning to happen. Flashes of light seem to burst behind her shut eyes as the acute pleasure consumed every fiber of her body. She came, and she thought the sensation was going to rip her head open!
Rob's loins bucked and twisted against Jerri's upturned buttocks. He drove into her with long, looping strokes that seemed to receive power from the tips of his toes, his balls churning and banging into her greedily clasping vaginal crevice below. He felt Jerri coming, felt her flowing hot juices enveloping his cock, heard her gasp and gurgle deep in her throat, and suddenly his own balls erupted. He held his breath as a torrent of cum filled Jerri's clasping pussy. He kneaded her buttocks convulsively, wrapping the hot moist flesh tighter around his crazily jerking penis as he came.
Jerri felt Rob's cum swirling like warm oil through her cunt and lower belly, adding to the overwhelming delight of her orgasm, and tears of rapture flooded from her eyes. Then, as the last spurt came from Rob's prick and the hard shaft began to lose its stiffness, her orgasm ebbed.
Rob held tight to her body as his cock slowly slipped out of her semen-ridden pussy and fell against his balls. Jerri fell to the mattress, exhausted with pleasure. Rob lay next to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. They said nothing till their breathing returned to normal.
"Jerri," Rob said quietly.
"What?"
"The rain stopped."
Jerri turned and looked up to the window. Though the sky was still a dark gray, the rain had stopped falling. She turned to Rob and they kissed and then fell asleep.
Everyone liked Rob immediately. There was a quality about him that was attractive and necessary for a group such as the tribe; he was a leader. Whenever a situation developed where one person had to take charge or had to make a qualifying decision, Rob was the one to do it. It was a natural quality, one he possessed as amp; person. He fit into the group perfectly.
He stayed on at the ranch for a few days, to see how he would get along with everyone, and things worked out fine. Three guys and three girls. It balanced, evened things out. Russell and Dave and Rob were alike enough to be able to live together, but were different enough to make living interesting and fun. There was endless variety in sex, with six uninhibited people. There was an endless stream of opinions and thoughts they shared. There was an endless amount of creative thinking and work that resulted from their group efforts to love and understand and live with one another.
The girls were planning on starting a school for underprivileged children of the area, for many of the poor Mexican farm workers' children weren't able to attend regular schools. The men often helped other neighboring communes with their chores or building or whatever was needed. Everyone worked hard.
Three days went by, then ten, fifteen, then a month… Rob was part of the family now, part of the tribe. He wouldn't need to officially declare that he was staying, it was just taken for granted. They loved him and he loved them and that was all that was needed.
But there was a special reason why Rob decided to stay on. Jerri. He was in love with her. Oh, yes, he loved the others and enjoyed having sex with them, but he was in love with Jerri, and that was a different kind of love, a special kind of love, something neither one of them had before experienced. They were friends first, which helped tremendously, and they were also lovers. They could talk to each other, understand each other, comfort one another and make each other happy.
Jerri was equally as taken with Rob. She was afraid that her intense fascination with him and his body would wear off in a short time, but it didn't. Instead she became closer to him and his body and lovemaking seemed more amazing as the weeks went on. After a time she couldn't bear the thought of living without him. She didn't know quite how she had existed all these years without him. He was the first person in her life to honestly love her for what she was- not because he was related to her, or because she had been a fashion model, or because she had money or whatever. He just loved Jerri Phillips, simple girl living on a ranch in Snow Canyon, New Mexico.
Tracey was pregnant and she was one of the happiest young women on earth. She and Dave wrote his parents immediately when they found out, but they didn't receive a response, which hurt them very much.
Late November came and the tribe began planning Christmas, They wanted to fix up the house like an old-fashioned Christmas in Vermont-Christmas tree, candles, popcorn and cranberries, carols ringing through the air-and they wanted to give gifts to all the poor farm children in the area. It would be their way of giving and doing something for the holiday season. They began to make plans.
Chapter 9
One afternoon, early in December, the leader of another commune, "Father," came by to invite the tribe to eat dinner with them and help them work on a house they were building. Everyone went but Carol, who was in the middle of baking pies, and she said she had a cold and really wanted to go to bed early in the evening. They left and Carol continued working in the kitchen, till all her pies were in the oven.