"See?" Carmen said to Liz. "He wants you, darling. And he's got a really hot cock stick. Ooh, nearly burnt my lips!" She pulled Liz's pants down.
Liz stepped out of them obediently. She unbuttoned her blouse, her fingers trembling. Her mind was a blank. The room was strange, alien. She knew only that what she was doing was necessary, something destined, a command. She felt content, compliant, willing to obey the voice that directed her. And she felt excited. As soon as she had stepped out of her jeans, she was aware of streams of hot pussyjuice gliding down the insides of her thighs from crotch to knees. Her cunt ached, burned, throbbed, and seemed to suck at the air. Her blouse drifted to the floor.
"Isn't she beautiful?" Carmen said.
Glen gazed up at Liz, his hand pumping up and down his long prick. "Shit, yes! Oh, wow, look at 'em!"
"What, darling?" Carmen asked. "Look at what?"
"Her tits," the boy muttered. A trickle of spit oozed from one corner of his mouth. His pink tongue flicked over his full, flushed lips.
Liz felt the boy's gaze on her nipples. Her nipples tingled, standing out like buds ready to flower.
Carmen reached up and gave Liz's tits a swing. Liz felt her tits swaying, jiggling. A shower of tingles flooded her cunt.
"Oh, man!" Glen said. He jumped up, hurling himself at Liz. His mouth, closed around Liz's left tit. The boy sucked furiously.
Liz nearly passed out. She felt dizzy, dazed. Hot, needlelike thrills shot through her tit. She threw her arms around the boy to steady herself. She had never felt a body so hot as this boy's.
Glen released her left tit. He muttered hotly. He sucked up her right nipple, sinking his teeth into it, munching on her nipple, Liz whimpered, wrapping her arms around the boy's brown head, hugging him to her. Something hard, hot, and silky prodded her thigh – the boy's cock, desperate to get inside her pussy. Liz was flushed from head to toe with lust. Her strength was returning, her mind, her will. Suddenly, she knew exactly what she wanted.
She pulled the boy's head up to her face, kissing him hard on the lips and sucking the breath out of him. She gazed into his brown eyes in love immediately. The boy had the same lust-crazy eyes as had her first lover. She could never forget those eyes, could never forget that first intense fuck he had, given her, and now it seemed to be happening again. It was as if she were reliving her first fuck session.
She held Glen's head in her hands. His pageboy style hair half-covered his eyes. His nostrils were flared, lips parted. His breath felt warm on her face, smelled sweet. Carmen was right – he was an angel, a stud. And he was so handsome, so pretty.
"Fuck me," Liz said. She smiled at him.
"Jeez!" the boy gasped, his eyes rolling. "Oh, jeez!"
Liz felt him go limp, begin to collapse. She caught him, hugged him against her, and guided him to the floor. Carmen assisted her, helping to stretch the dizzy boy out on the carpet.
Carmen's babbling was like background music. Much louder than Carmen's words, she heard Glen's heavy panting breaths, his delirious mutterings.
Liz straddled the boy's skinny hips. She reached down between her legs for his cock. His cock was hot as a hotdog on a grill. His prick was so stiff that his cockhead seemed permanently glued to the teen's belly, pointing forever upward at his chin. Liz closed her hand around his prick, feeling his cockshaft jerk in her palm, feeling his prick throb. She bent his cock up toward her hungry cunt. Like bending a spike, she thought.
Glen rolled his head on the carpet. Blue veins stood out on his neck. His skinny asscheeks flexed, his loins humped. He muttered, out of his head with lust, "Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man!"
Liz lowered her open cunt until Glen's acorn hard prickhead nestled between her spread pussy slabs. Immediately, Liz felt warm cuntjuice stream down over her hand and over the teen's cock. She massaged his firm balls, slippery with her pussyjuice.
"Ohhh, wowwwwww!" Glen moaned.
"Uhhhh!" Liz said, feeling his hot prick fill her cunt. The teen might only be a teenager but his cock was as big and exciting as any man's, and Liz's cunt quivered throughout with warm tingles.
Carmen squealed as if she herself had been the one to sit down on the teen's stiff cock. She slid up next to the teen and petted his twisting head. "Like it, angel? Like the feel of a hot cunt?"
"Mmmmm!" the teen said, squirming under Liz, trying to hump up at her though she was sitting on him with all her weight.
"Your first fuck, stud?" Carmen asked.
"Mmmm!" Glen said, nodding his head in the affirmative.
Carmen squealed again, turning to Liz. "Hear that, darling? You've got his cherry, honey. You're fucking a virgin stud. Make him remember his first fuck, honey. Show him what a woman can do."
Again Carmen's babbling sounded distant. Liz gazed at the boy's face, at his flushed cheeks, at his rolling eyes, at his pink tongue nestled between his lips. She listened to his groans, felt his cock flexing crazily inside her. She began to ride, clamping his prick tightly with her strong cunt walls, slipping up and down on his cock until she saw his eyes nearly pop. She felt his cock jerking and swelling, on the verge of orgasm. Then she paused, resting her hot cunt slabs on the boy's balls, holding her breath, feeling his prick inside her pussy dangerously close to climaxing.
The boy's skinny belly popped up and down as he panted. Liz could see his breastbone pulsating, hammered by his heart. His tiny nipples glowed a purplish-brown, standing up stiff as any girl's. Carmen must have noticed his excited nipples at the same moment as Liz for her head fell on his chest and she began chewing on them.
Glen's brown hands gripped Carmen's head, his fingers sliding into her black hair. "Oh, mannnn!" he moaned, squirming.
His cock flexed inside Liz, a signal for her to start riding him again. She lifted up, fucked down. Up again, down again. She concentrated on her cunt and felt every precious inch of the boy's seven-inch cock as his prick slid in and out. There was something special about the boy's cock, something different about his prick. His cock was harder than Stan's prick, stiffer. Glen's cockshaft quivered more intensely, throbbed with greater excitement, and exuded electrical, vibrations. The boy's cock was fresh, new, just beginning its life of satisfying women's cunts. His prick was strong, hard and his cock was buried up her own cunt, throbbing with life inside her own body.
Carmen was licking the sharp-clean edges of the boy's chest muscles. Her tongue slid up and down between the ridges of his abdominals. She cooed as she licked the boy. She muttered about how good he tasted, how sweaty-sweet, and how much like a stud he tasted.
Glen began to hump wildly, thrusting his sinewy loins at Liz's split crotch, bouncing his tight ass off the floor. His stiff prick jabbed in and out of Liz's cunt faster than she could rise and fall to meet his prick. To each up-down fuck Liz made, the boy fucked his cock in and out.
Liz felt her insides swirl with sex-sensations. Her clit squirmed between her thick cuntlips each time the boy's slick cockshaft slipped against her clit. Her cunt walls pulsated, contracting hard and rhythmically around his cock. Her nipples stood out like spikes, so hard that they almost hurt. Her asshole prickled. She felt her cunt walls shudder. Her orgasm began to gnaw through them.
"Ahhhh!" she gasped. "Ohhh! Ohh! Uh! I'm coming!" Her ass bucked with hard jolts of orgasm. She let go, feeling the sensations overwhelm her, uncaring whether she lived or died. All she cared about was the feeling. "So good!" she muttered. "So good!"
Glen's cock began to throb and flex crazily inside her. His balls seemed to bloat up like balloons. Each time her ass met them they seemed plumper, more turgid.
Carmen pinched the boy's nipples. "Now!" she said. "Darling, come with her. Squirt her full now! Shoot your jism, angel – now!" She fell on the boy, licking his flushed, twisting face.