"Uhhh!"
As their spit filled mouths sucked and gurgled together. Emily could feel nine slippery inches of hot dick-meat pressing against her soft, fuzzy cuntal wound. Tad was concentrating his dry fucking in that area now, biking her dress up farther, gathering the material in his fists and pulling up while moving his groin back and forth. It was incredible. In a flash, Emily wondered how something as big and thick as his cock could ever tit up her pussy. She'd heard that a woman's cunt was able to stretch to fit almost any man's prick. But this?
"I never… did this before," Emily said haltingly, feeling Tad ought to know this. He might expect her to perform in a way that was foreign to her.
The big, marine smiled and nodded his head, actually half-believing her. Lots of girls he'd fucked had said the same thing, then turned into regular street sluts once they caught sight of his donkey sized dick. Of course, he'd run into some cherries in his day. Time would tell on this one.
"Don't worry. I ain't gonna hurt you," he whispered, moving his hands up for a second and stroking the blonde teen's face. Emily turned her head to one side and kissed his big callused fingers. Fucking. She could hardly believe she was going to do it. That thought made her tremble with fear and excitement.
"Feeling funny?"
"Oh, yes, yes," she panted, clinging to him desperately.
He stared at her, studying the girl, then began kissing her hard. His mouth ate into hers. Ohhh, how Emily loved that. She loved feeling his tongue slide back down her throat. And when his fingers started working their way back down under her leg band again, the teen didn't try to pull away. This time she hooked her arms around his back, tracing her fingertips lightly up and down over the back of his neck while moving her thighs from side to side.
She felt more hot sensations ripple through her cunt again and again. No, she wasn't going to fight back those wonderful sensations. Her mother and father evaporated from her mind. At this point, the girl felt as if she were floating with Tad high above the compound, carrying him on her body. Nothing could stop them now. Nothing could keep them from fucking.
"Isn't this the best feeling you ever had?" Tad asked, tearing his mouth away from hers and running his hands along her thighs.
"Yes, yes, oh, yes!" she gasped, holding on to him tightly.
"This'll even make you feel better," he said, moving his hands down until the girl felt his fingers reaching between her legs. Ohhh, God, he was cupping her pussy with one hand, pressing down lightly moving his palm back and forth until she felt her pussy mound actually moving, responding to the light pressure. He worked some of the nylon from her briefs into her drooling slot, sopping up the gouts of juice oozing from her slit.
"Ohhhhh!"
Emily moaned, rolling her head from side to side as his fingers worked greedily over her fat cuntlips. She shifted her thighs more urgently over the cot, opening and closing her legs while dancing her ass over the mattress. Ohhh, how tight and dry her throat became.
"Yeah, good, hot tight pussy," Tad groaned, clenching his teeth together. He held back while milking her pussylips together. Creamy foam bubbled up from between them, wetting down his fingers.
"Ohhhhh, no!"
"Baby, gotta get outta my clothes."
The foreplay was ending. Emily felt something akin to panic rushing through her. Now that she was on the brink of actually fucking, the young girl had second thoughts.
"Come on. It won't be so bad… really," he whispered coaxingly, holding her up from the cot, reaching around and unzipping her dress. Emily went limp, using all her strength to keep from falling back down. She felt the big marine pull the garment off her shoulders, slide it down, maneuver it over her plump, taut asscheeks and finally over her feet.
"Tits… nice, big, fat tits," he muttered, admiring the girl's hefty breasts.
"Touch me," Emily dared whisper as Tad reached around her and unhooked her bra. How her nipples ached and throbbed when he slipped the undergarment off her shoulders and started toying with her jugs, squeezing, kneading them, milking them as if they were lumps of dough.
"Tits… big, hard-tipped tits," he whispered, letting Emily fall back down onto the cot. He rolled on top of her, bending his head forward and opening his mouth. Tad slid down a little farther, taking one nipple in his mouth. Emily closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. Arching her back, working her legs back and forth over the wrinkled top sheet of the small cot, the young woman shuddered when she felt Tad's tongue lash over her sensitive nipple. His front teeth scraped over her nipple while his suction increased.
"Ohhhh, God, good!" Emily cried.
"Mmmmmm," Tad responded. The vibrations of his moan rippled through her tits, radiating down to her cunt and making her pussy spasm.
The big marine sucked on her tits harder. First one nipple, then the other came under his merciless attack. Tad worked over the twisting, groaning girl until she was putty in his hands. She gasped for air, crying out for more foreplay, more friction, begging him to stop. And yet nothing could have been further from her mind. No, she didn't want him to slacken off or to stop his teasing. She wished he would take out his cock and stick it up her cunt. The girl was ready, ready for a good hard fucking.
"Good, baby, good. Now I'm gonna make you feel even better."
Emily screwed up her eyes.
"Go on, touch my cock. Touch it and feel what's gonna ram you."
"Ohhhhh!" she cried, drawing back. She was really anxious to touch something as mysteriously wonderful as a man's dick. But the blonde teen felt that same reluctance on her part was expected, as well as needed, for heightened excitement.
"Come on, don't be a baby," he whispered, taking her right hand and sliding it down between their bodies. With his other hand, Tad opened his fly and unhooked the top button of his khaki's. She felt a sudden rush of body heat. Then she touched a hot, hard object. Cock! It had to be his dick.
"Ohhhhh!"
"I said touch it!"
Emily sucked in another deep breath as she felt her fingers pressing against his steely rod of cockflesh. It was the first time she'd felt a prick. The hardness and the pulsing frightened her at first. Then the girl felt Tad bring down his other hand and wiggle the fingers around the leg band of her panties, moving them over until he was touching her pussy-lips. When they finally slipped into her cunt, the young blonde teen went wild, sliding her shoulders up and down the cot while grabbing the dick and squeezing his fat prick tightly.
"Good!" he gasped, closing his eyes and shuddering.
CHAPTER TWO
Tad fumbled now with the girl's panties, trying to pull them down. Emily stiffened for the moment, shoving her ass deep into the cot and keeping her briefs from moving past her ass. It was only through some gentle coaxing on Tad's part that the young girl relaxed and let him slide her panties down.
"Okay, man, now my turn," he hissed, pushing himself up from the cot and standing a little unsteadily by the side of the teenager. Emily turned her bead toward him and watched him undress. Quickly the marine shed his clothes from his thick muscled body. When he was finished, Emily felt wilder than before. He was so handsome. And his dick… ohhhh, it was so long, hard and thick! It was far bigger than anything she'd ever seen in the picture books handed out at school. She opened her eyes wide, wondering if she could somehow get out of this barracks.
"Okay, we're gonna make it now. I'm fuckin' through with all this fuckin' around. And I can tell you're kinda anxious to get my cock between your legs," Tad said, rolling back onto the cot.