"Fuck me-" she murmured throatily, "-gently, and roughly, any way you want to. I need your big, hard cock."
He stood between her parted legs. With the edge of the mattress at the backs of her knees, the soles of her feet were several inches off the floor. He stared down at her and caught sight of the silvery thread of juice seeping out of her naked slit. He settled onto his knees and gently pushed apart her hot, quivering thighs. The musky scent of her heat and sex clogged his nostrils as his mouth neared her seeping well.
"You don't have to lick me," Laura murmured. "Your big and wonderful cock-that's what I want to feel."
He nodded silently. He didn't have to eat her, but he felt a wild and crazed urge to fit his mouth to her shaven, naked mound. He lurched forward and his lips pressured against the velvety softness of her cunt lips. They seared his mouth as he squirmed his head forward and crushed his lips against her fiery pussy. His tongue slipped forward, probed and lanced into the tight, delicious slit. Fire enveloped his tongue, and it became coated with her thick and creamy cunt juice.
He sucked hungrily while his probing tongue delved the musky entrance to her vagina. His fingers clawed and pulled at her shifting hips. And then his searching mouth found her erected clitoris and mauled it between his pursed lips. He heard her muted screeching. Her pelvis quaked and bounced under his furious licking.
And then his lust was so intense that he wanted only to still her writhing, pitching body with the brutal thrusting of his cock. His hands rode up the insides of her quivering thighs until his thumbs made contact with the fringes of her slick pussy. His thumbs spasmed and tugged at the mounded lips of flesh. With each movement they pulled apart her honeyed pussy lips, exposing to his gaze the dark red, glistening folds of her inner lips.
The opening seemed so small and vulnerable that he thought it impossible that his thick and gorged cock could fit inside of it.
"Love me, fuck me, kill me with your cock!" Laura murmured.
"No-I won't kill you. I'll just fuck you, and love you."
He squirmed forward, letting his knees bring his flared cockhead closer to her waiting, moist slit. Then he fell forward, to prop himself up on one arm. His other hand gripped his heated shaft and shoved downward on it so that his gorged knob was heading towards her pussy.
"Then do it now!" Laura panted.
The purple, heart-shaped knob of his cock neared her wet slit. He pushed his hips forward and watched the mushroom head wedge itself in between the mounded lips.
"Do it!" Laura urged. "What's taking so long!"
He couldn't answer her. His groin and pelvis were clotted with the fury of his lust. At the same time he was able to maintain control of himself, relishing each additional moment.
Laura groaned huskily as he powered his hips forward and his flared cockhead began to burgeon in between her waiting pussy lips. Slowly and steadily he continued to drive forward while he watched the penetration. The flared crown shoved apart the slick flanges of her cunt. His pelvis suddenly sank an inch and he watched his cockhead disappear in the heated opening of her vagina.
The sensations were suddenly so terrific that he was no longer able to maintain the slow and steady movement of his penetrating cock. With a lusty grunt he punched his hips downward. Then his body was caught in an overpowering tremor of ecstasy because his straining cock had slipped deep into her tight cunt channel.
The moment he felt his hairy thatch smash against her naked pubis he fell forward. His hands landed on the tops of her hot tits. Wildly he mauled and squeezed the heated mounds while his ass bounced up and down, plunging his tingling cock in and out of the delicious sheath.
"You did it!" Laura wailed. "Ohhhhh, it's too much. I-I'm coming-come with me, dear Brad!"
Her body bucked and her hips rolled. The tight and lubricated walls of her cunt channel suctioned vigorously at his thrusting shaft. The sensations were so wild and sweet and unbelievable that they triggered his come.
"You fuck so good!" Savagely he rammed his erupting shaft deeper and deeper. There was a flurry of arms and hands while they both tried to savor the touch of each other's writhing body.
"Uh-uh-uh," Laura grunted with each jolting thrust. "Now-come with meeeeeee!"
Her body became a wild and gyrating machine. Her pelvis rolled and her pubis slapped against his matted thatch. Her spasming sheath squeezed sheer ecstasy into his imbedded cock, and he was now caught in the keen and delicious finale of his come.
His fingertips dug into the fleshy globes of her raised buttocks while his face mauled her fiery tits. He began to suck on the thick, heated nipples. Each time he plunged his cock all the way into her seething channel he felt her responding to the jets of semen that pumped into her belly.
"It'sssss unreal," Laura whimpered. Her body jerked and rocked beneath him. Her legs clamped around his middle and held him locked tightly in her hot, climaxing body.
Their orgiastic sensations were so tremendous that they streamed through their stilled bodies for many minutes. He was content to lay sprawled out on top of her deliciously soft body. Idly he sucked and licked at the slippery nipples while his cock soaked in the hot juices of her vagina.
She began to purr softly, like a contented cat. One hand stroked his back while the fingers of the other hand toyed with his hair.
Finally she said, "She didn't really tell it right, when she told me about you, Brad."
Brad twirled the tip of his tongue around the base of an erected nipple. "Everybody makes mistakes." He was thinking about Penny, and he understood that she might have given Laura the wrong impression of him.
"I mean," Laura continued, "my aunt often describes guys differently than anyone else. You know Betty."
For a moment he stopped sucking on the delicious gorged nipple that nestled between his pursed lips. Like a computer, his mind whirled, trying to identify Betty with Greenwood Manor.
Suddenly he realized that he knew only one Betty: Betty Warren, Bill's wife, and the owner of the house and this very shed.
Quickly Brad said, "Well, Bill's always there-to straighten her out."
Laura squirmed. Her soft, silken skin rubbed sensually against him. Her hands caressed his arms and shoulders. "I'm so glad I finally met you, Brad."
"So am I. In fact, I'm delighted."
Although he was overjoyed with Laura, he couldn't tell her that neither Bill nor Betty had ever mentioned Laura's name to him. Not only that, he was still trying to understand Laura's reason for being here. Had she come up to the isolated house to spend some time here, too?
Slowly he straightened up. Then he moved away from her sexy body sprawled out on the stained mattress. She didn't move. Her legs were splayed apart, exposing to his gaze her ravaged, crimson pussy. Without hair, the mounded cunt lips framed the inflamed slit. Because of their nakedness it was an erotic sight.
He felt the wild urge to shove his face in between her thighs again, to feast forever on the unbelievable softness of her exotic pussy. But he held himself in check, remembering now that Laura was the niece of Bui and Betty Warren. She was such an exciting and lusty girl that he wanted nothing to spoil it when he ravaged her wild body the next time.
"Help me up?" Laura extended her hands. "And then let's go up to the house."
"That's a good idea." His throat was tight and his words were ragged, matching the excitement that he'd caught in Laura's remark.
While they were getting into their clothes he felt the heat that smoldered in his groin. His skin felt wonderfully warm and sensitive. When Laura had picked up her pocket book they began to walk towards the house.