Nevertheless, while her tongue continued its nonstop plunging slobbering motions, rimming out his asshole as it had never been eaten out before, she slid her fingers up along the length of his stiff and rigid boner, squeezing his steely cock-shaft and loving everything that was happening.
Her fingers grazed around the bulbous head of his tool and he moaned with pleasure, able to see what her hand was doing even as he felt her hot breath fanning and blowing in and out of his shuddering poop.
"Oh too much, too fucking much," he panted, shoving his buttocks back and forth, then using his ring of sphincter muscles to milk her tongue and hold it more tightly and securely inside of his rump. She felt his anal walls contracting against her mouth and speeded up her motions, quick snakelike darting jabs which brought him to the very peak of ecstasy.
But he didn't want to come, to waste another hot strong load all over her clutching fingers. And though it nearly pained him to force the girl to stop what she was doing so that he could really give her the full benefit of his rampant and potent virility, Drew nevertheless knew that he had to stop her before it was too late, before he lost complete and total control of himself and his bodily functions.
CHAPTER SIX
The instant he turned around to face her, her eyes dropped down and stared with considerable excitement at his huge hammer-headed dong. The prospect of enjoying his studly and wonderfully thick meaty tool delighted her to no end and Christine made no bones about the fact that she was cock-struck, anxious for him to hammer the point of his lesson as well as the point of his pecker, all the way home.
Home was where the heart was, and home was right between her legs, right to the heart of the matter. Drew wondered if he'd be able to accomplish the rather difficult position of fucking her standing up, but he didn't hesitate to try it out a moment later.
Having reached the point of no return, as turned on by Christine as she was by him, he leaned forward and pressed her up against the wet tile wall. With one hand, he guided his penis down towards the wet and slightly dilated opening of her tender muff.
She was shuddering with the expectation of pleasure, with the expectation of once again being crammed up to the hilt with the entire length of his masterful penis. And he gave her the full complement of his experience as well as his dong, not about to disappoint the teenager in the lease. Nor himself, for that matter.
He was forced to crouch down slightly, though he was glad that Christine had long legs. Otherwise, he'd never be able to maneuver his cock into place. But now he was managing to do it, pushing forward so that she responded by reaching down and holding her thin puffy cunt flaps open, as if to beckon him right inside of her twitching and juicy snatch.
He thrust agilely, digging forward at the same time. His glans was swiftly crammed into place, filling her vulva and stretching her vaginal folds smooth and taut from the wide burly pressure of his cock-head.
Next, even as she whimpered and begged for more, he pushed forward a second time, easing the first hard throbbing inches of his manly organ up into the wet recesses of her pussy. He could feel come adhering to her cunt walls and the additional lubricity made this difficult position a bit easier to achieve and see to complete insertion and success.
"Oh man, you're beautiful, shit too much," she whispered, raising her hands to slide her fingers up through the thicket of wet matted chest hair which covered the upper half of his burly torso. She rotated her palm over each stiff little brown tittie and he groaned in response, still trying to work his cock even deeper inside.
He was pushing up, as if to lift her off her feet and when he could go no further he glanced down and saw that he will had nearly a third of his tool to give her. "I'm gonna lift you up and you wrap your legs around my ass or my thighs, whichever is easier or whichever you can reach. One, two, three. Now!" and he pushed her forward, pressing her up against the wall even as he shuddered and lifted her off the floor of the stall shower.
With almost gymnastic and naturally athletic grace she bounced up and managed to wrap her legs around the backs of his thighs, holding onto his shoulders for additional support. The bulk of her weight was pushed up firmly against the tile wall and it took little effort for Drew to finally finish what he had started.
With several quick eager forward motions, he managed to ram the rest of his hardon all the way into place, not satisfied until every last hot inch was enjoying the wet clinging embrace of the teenager's muff.
Christine was beside herself by then and she wiggled like a trapped and landed fish, shuddering against him as he bent his knees, held her steady or as best he could under the circumstances, and began to thrust with demonical power and delight.
She was literally and physically impaled on his great straining bar of meat, wiggling to and fro and panting loudly in response to his hard driving strokes. He beat his cock in and out, fierce and proud of his virility, wanting to come and knowing that she'd get off in no time at all, long before he had even begun to approach the moment of his own orgiastic release.
He wanted her to come as many times as was physically possible and so he worked his tool in and out, sliding it upwards and scraping it hotly all along the convulsing length of her mushy vagina. She yapped like a puppy, clinging to him, suckling on his neck and shaking with fitful muscular spasms.
"Yes, anything, oh do it some more, some more. I need it. I need so much, all of it, all of it," she kept repeating, babbling incoherently as he drilled his steely rod in and out with one flaming stroke after another.
Her tits jiggled to and fro, but he wasn't able to handle them with his fingers, so he bent his head forward and by stretching his neck down and then his tongue, managed to lick and slobber over her melons even as he plunged his hardon in and out of her juicy box.
"I… I don't believe it. I'm coming, oh shit I'm coming now, all over your meat, you fucking mule, you hairy stud, give it to me, yes, yes I'm creaming," she groaned then and flung herself against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding on for dear life.
The hot gushes of cunt juice he'd felt earlier now swirled down over his plunging heaving dick, coating his meat and making her muff even more juicy and lubricious. Juice dripped down his thighs and he kept at it, attacking her vagina with renewed fervor.
His nuts swung back and forth, heavy with a fresh load of come he could almost feel churning like butter inside of his scrotum. Any minute and he'd come too, but before he even had a chance to experience his own brand of sexual bliss Christine screamed out once more.
"Again, oh shit, again, again it's happening again!" she cried out with wild delight, coming a second time even as he kept ramming his meat in and out of her pussy with all of his strength.
There was no stopping either of them after that.
He lost count of what was happening to her after he'd triggered a third climax. Her multi-orgasmic response fed his sexual appetites and he was nearing his own pinnacle of release, his cock moving in and out like a sledgehammer.
Had her pussy not been coated with gism and cunt juice he knew his pecker would have been skinned raw as a peeled banana by now, for the teenager's vagina was extremely tight, the walls like gripping rubber bands which nipped and held onto his darting penis.
"Soon, soon and I'll come too," he promised her.
By now she was barely able to keep her legs locked around his back. Her head fell over his shoulder and he felt her heart beating at an incredibly fast pulsing rate. But still he couldn't stop himself from ramming his dong in and out of her snatch.
Everything seemed to be spinning around him then and he knew he was nearly exhausted. But still he kept at it, for any second it was destined to take place all over again. And finally for Drew Livingston knew the workings of his body on a most intimate and familiar level, the first sensations of his approaching climax could be felt.