"Ohhhh, yesss!" Cindi breathed, her eager flesh twitching around Neil's glands.
"Damn!" he muttered thickly. He braced his knees and arms and stroked.
The sudden sting of pain was not as serious as Cindi had expected. Her cherry membrane was punctured, and Neil's beautiful hard cock was sliding home! What a heavenly sensation! What a new kind of feel! A girl waited and waited for this triumph, and she was getting hers. It was so sweet and snug in her shivery cunt, the knob was inside her so far!
"Uhhhhhh!" she whined, lifting her ass. "Ohhhh, God! Ohhhh!"
Neil moaned, and his body trembled. Cindi felt his nuts dangling against her anus. His cock was opening her up where his finger hadn't reached. It was just what her cunt needed! It was built to clasp a cock. It twitched a welcome, and she was full of prick-at last!
Neil rested, savoring his moment of victory. Taking a pretty young girl's cherry did mean a hell of a lot. It was basic to a man's ego, being in there first. Picking the dew from a girl's rose might not mean a good fuck, but it satisfied a deep primal need. Her shivers and gasps, her sweet thighs spread wide for him, the look of thrall on her face-all put a terrific charge in his balls. She loved it!
It was his duty now to teach her how to fuck, and her passionate nature would make the chore totally delightful. Cindi's tight little box was quaking, livening around his prick. Her hips were curled upward, and her pussy mouth was clasping his cockroot. He was very curious why she had waited so long for her initial fuck when she could come off so thoroughly.
Lusting for some guy she couldn't touch, maybe. Whatever her reason, he was the big winner. That fine tight pussy was his now. It might not be tomorrow, so the only thing to do was keep on enjoying it while she craved it. In the missionary position, he liked to thrust with his arms extended so he could watch his partner's reactions. Then he would let her do the humping from on top.
Neil drew out a few inches and stroked back in. Cindi's eyes glazed, and she uttered a gasp of pleasure. Her cunt fluttered voluptuously. Even wearing a condom, his prick was come-ready. But number two would be the shot she would remember. It took him a long time for that one.
"Ohhh, ohhh!" she breathed, as he hunched again. "Ohhh, Neil! It's so damn goooood!"
Carefully not hitting too hard on the in-strokes, he braced his hands and knees and began to fuck.
Cindi felt the slow, slick glide of his prick in her eager pussy, and she knew this was her thing! Coming on his fingers and then on his mouth was getting only half the cake. Only prick and lots of prick would ever satisfy her girlish needs fully. Each sweet thrust in her shivering flesh fed a raving hunger nothing else could ever satisfy! Her brain knew it, her whole body knew it-from her toes to the top of her head. This was total sex!!
She was getting fucked competently and precisely. She was sure even John could not do it any better. Three or four drives, then a palpitating pause, while the nuances of joy shivered her legs and ass and titties. When he ended a flurry with a final hard hunch, she felt almost like fainting! This next orgasm was not going to be just in her clitoris; it was going to spread through her whole being.
"Ohhhh, don't ever stop, honey!" she panted, clutching at his shoulders.
"Drive your cock clear through me!"
Neil shuddered, his face taut, his breathing deep and uneven. He was drawing it out for her even though he could not hold back much longer. His nuts were drawing up, his hunches were becoming faster, and he was almost ready for his pleasure, his gushing peak of sensation. The squish of her cunt lips against his groin, the extra hardness of his cock, his bullish thrusts at her deeps were starting her to climax again.
"Uhhhhh!" he moaned. "Ughhh! Fuuuuuck!"
Cindi squealed as the twitchings in her vagina quickened and her clitoris began to throb. Neil lunged swiftly, his face a mask of lust. It was as he had told her. He shuddered, his hips flew, her ass nearly skidded off the pillow and then a wave of pulsations in her pelvis blacked out everything else. She was going off and offff on his driving prick!
She felt the pulse of his cock, and her pussy answered with luscious shivers. Hunching upward she grabbed him with her arms and legs and cunt. The deep, hard spasms in her pelvis, the tightening of her cunt mouth on his blading prick, his savage cry of release… it was all any girl could ever wish for! She was coming and coming and coming.
Neil sagged down on Cindi's quaking young body while his love sac emptied its lusty load in her sweetly clasping cunt. Even his asshole puckered. Talk about-dumping it all! It felt as if half a cup of jism was filling the end of his condom. The only way her pussy would be any better would be fucking it raw, and he was sure he would one of these fine days.
His sweaty chest was mashed to her titties as he gasped for air like a fish out of water. He had dragged it out to the very limit, and feeling her come off while he was making it had added spice to the fucking. Sweet, hot, snug pussy and long sexy legs, pretty ass and face-what more could a man want? But he'd be after new stuff again, as usual. No need to lose his head over one hunk of ass. Neil always felt a letdown after getting off.
He let his cock soak till Cindi stopped shivering and lifted up, nuzzling her titties, slowly easing his tool out of her first-fucked cunny. He looked down at his still-hard cock, the bulb of the condom filled with his load and traces of cherry blood on the sheath's slickness.
"Ohhh!" Cindi breathed, gazing for herself. "Ohhh, wow!"
"How does it feel, Cindi?" He sat back on his heels and drew the rubber sheath from his prick, tossing it behind the bed. A few dribbles of come leaked down the underside of his shaft.
"Glad all that stuff didn't shoot inside me!" she giggled. "Is it safe now? Can you slip it back in like that?"
"No," he grinned. "But you sure are fine screwing."
Cindi tried to hide her inmost feelings-her wish to belong to him, to be his steady so no other girl could have his beautiful prick. She had to be very cool about this, take it the way he gave it out, or she'd never see him again. Nothing turned a single guy off faster than a clinging, possessive pussy.
"Well, I want to be real good for you," she giggled. "I sure never had it like this!"
"Like to show me how you've been getting it?" he grinned.
"Oh, you're mean!" she giggled. "You know too much about girls."
"A man never knows too much," he smiled. "But if it would bother you, don't. A stud doesn't exactly like to confess he jacks off either."
I offered to play with myself in front of John, so this shouldn't bug me, Cindi thought. I must be getting cured of that incest thing. I didn't dream of him once last night. I should leave home and live in a normal household.
"If you really want it, I'll do it," she giggled, spreading her legs. "But it's sure more fun when you tickle my pussy!"
He laughed. "Don't then. I gotta shower. You want to join me?"
"Yes, if you'll let me blow-dry my hair, later," she said.
"I'll be blowing your pussy while you do it," he grinned. He ran his tongue out and smacked his lips.
"Nasty!" she giggled. "I suppose you have some lacy undies."
"Half a closet full," he smiled.
"I always wanted to get screwed in one of those real thin, sexy outfits!"
"You keep showing that little thing off and I'll be back in there," he grinned.
"God, I hope so!" she gurgled.
Moments later, they were in the big wide tub, sitting down, and facing each other with a shower hose running half force. Cindi opened her legs as Neil aimed the warm water at her pussy, and they both burst out laughing. He was fun. He made everything terribly provocative.
When she was soaped and freshened, he turned her around and she snuggled her back against his chest. He reached under her arms and began to slip his hands over her slick, wet titties. His cock was snuggled close to her anus.