"You know what I didn't know?"
Sueanne looked at the man's kindly face. "No," she said, feeling her violated cunt pulse and ache, "what didn't you know?"
"It hurts the guy, too. My cock nearly split in two when I broke through that damned thing."
He touched the sore tip end of his cock with his finger. "I wonder why girls have cherries, anyway."
Sueanne had often wondered that herself. her daddy told her it was a woman's gift to her husband but she didn't believe that. Women had always had cherries, millions of years before there was such a thing as a marriage or a husband.
Sueanne wondered if it was to prevent some sperm from getting into a little girl's womb, even if she fooled around with little boys, to keep her from getting pregnant before she was physically mature enough to bear a child. That made more sense to her than her daddy's reasoning. Mother Nature usually had good sense about things about things like that.
Mike shrugged when Sueanne didn't answer. He could see that she was thinking about something else.
"You feel bad about losing your cherry?"
Sueanne shrugged and looked away from him.
"I read somewhere that the second time is better," he said hopefully. Sueanne let out a timid laugh.
"It better be," she said firmly. "It damned well better be."
Thank goodness she hadn't let Billy plug his rod into her cunt. He would have been much rougher than this gentle man. And she was sure he wouldn't be lying next to her afterwards, holding her, saying he was sorry that he had hurt her.
Mike sat up and took a towel from the floor, one of the towels that she had stuffed into the boots, still wet from the snow. He wiped his cock and balls and held it up, showing her the red splat of blood.
Sueanne stared at it fascinated and allowed him to spread her legs and gently wipe her cunt until the blood had stopped and her pussy was fresh and new again.
"Looks just like it always did," Mike reassured her.
"It doesn't feel like it always did," she retorted.
"Maybe I can make it feel better," he said, a genuine note of guilt in his voice. He moved down between her legs and began to lick her plump pink pussy with his soothing tongue.
"I wish I knew how it felt," he said sadly, "I wish I were hurting instead of you."
"It feels," Sueanne said bitterly, "like somebody rammed a finger all the way up your nostril." Mike winced at the analogy.
She could feel his hot tongue bathing her throbbing little cunt, licking it gently as it pulsed hard and hot against his tongue. She began to feel some sensation as he licked her labia and pressed her still-stiff clitoris into his mouth, sucking and tonguing it.
At first, it made her sore cunt hurt even more as she became excited and the walls of her ravaged pussy began to pulse and dilate. But soon a bath of lubricating fluid rushed across them and Sueanne could enjoy the tantalizing movements of Mike's hot tongue.
He pressed a finger to her asshole.
"No," she said firmly, "no. I don't want anything inside me. Not now. Not yet."
Mike understood that and continued to lick her pussy lovingly, feeling the hot pulsing of her clit against his tongue.
"Oh, yes," Sueanne said as the excitement built and her nipples swelled and became rigid. Her breath was coming fast and she pushed her stiff clit further into the man's rough mouth. "Suck me off, Mike. Suck my pussy!"
Mike felt her hot, wet cunt walls press against the rough unshaven protrusion of his chin and when the girl's clit stiffened and quivered in his mouth, he knew that she could come.
"Suck me," she squealed, "suck my cunt!"
She moaned loudly and her thighs began to thrash and she felt that pinnacle of pleasure that sent streams of hot fluid pouring down Mike's bearded chin.
Her cunt was still pulsing, throbbing, swollen from its first battering cock, but as the juices rolled across it and the tenseness relieved by her full orgasm, Sueanne felt better. Her pussy no longer hurt – it was simply sore.
Mike crawled up to be beside her, covering her sweet young face with his hot lips. She tasted the pungent flavor of her own jism on his mouth.
"Feeling better?" He said it in a gentle and hopeful voice.
"Yes," Sueanne admitted and touched her sore cunt. "If it had to hurt, I'm glad it was you who did it."
Mike sighed. He hadn't wanted to hurt the girl at all. He found himself wondering if his little girl would know this kind of pain. He had read that all women don't feel pain at the first penetration, only some. He was really sorry that the girl had seduced him, that he had hurt her.
Sueanne knew she had asked for it and she meant it when she told Mike that she was glad he was the one. If her deflowering was going to be a damned ugly event, she was happy she had a caring and gentle man who understood.
She pulled out from his arms and buried her head at his crotch, feeling the roughness of his pants scratch against her cheek. She licked and kissed his withered balls, stroked the soft penis with her tongue.
"Don't ask for trouble," Mike laughed, "I don't want to hurt you again."
Sueanne smiled up at him like a blonde angel.
"I want to thank your cock for doing a thorough, if painful, job."
Mike watched his soft prick disappear into her mouth and lay back to enjoy the fine talents of the girl's hot tongue.
Sueanne loved, the feeling of the soft cock growing hard inside her mouth, swelling, becoming hot and rigid because of her. She liked the constant pulsing of the veins, the throbbing heat as the prick grew steadily in length and width. It was like some kind of miracle, she thought, that the little shriveled pee-pee could suddenly become a big hard prick, ready to plunge into a cunt, a mouth or asshole.
She stroked the sensitive underside of Mike's prick and felt it growing hard and hot inside her mouth. Her throat was sore from this same cock last night and now her cunt was tender and bruised from its work inside her pussy. Nevertheless, she didn't hate Mike's cock and she sucked on it gently, feeling pleasure as it grew to its full thick size inside her mouth.
She probed the little cockeye with her tongue, wondering if she could push her tongue up in Mike's cock, just like he had rammed his prick into her cunt? But her tongue wouldn't go inside his prick and so she contented herself with sucking and licking until she felt his balls swollen and throbbing, pressing against her cheek.
She had enjoyed his prick inside her ass, even though it hurt at first going in, but there was no enjoyment at all when his cock was in her cunt. She worried about it as she sucked on his prick and stroked his hairy, full balls with her fingers.
"Mike," she said hesitantly, taking his prick out of her mouth. "Could I try again?"
Mike looked at her, bewildered.
"Let me do it myself, this time," she said. If a woman could enjoy a cock, she would learn how to enjoy Mike's.
She straddled him and Mike watched with surprised and wondering eyes as the teenage girl placed his rigid organ at the entrance to her cunt. She pushed down just enough to imbed his cock head in her hole, then she began to stroke her own stiff clit, slowly, smiling at him as she did so.
Sueanne was going to approach this scientifically. She would stimulate her own clit, she figured, until her cunt hole opened, wanting the cock.
Her clit was hot and slippery and jutting from the wide lips of her cunt. She stroked it slowly, feeling the desire and excitement surge through her body, glancing down to see the stiff nipples that protruded from her breasts.
Mike's prick was big in her cunt hole but it didn't hurt now. She was determined not to slide down on the damned thing until her cunt wanted it.
She rubbed her nipples with one hand and continued to manipulate her clit, feeling the rising excitement in her entire body. Her buttocks shifted open, her asshole began to dilate she knew she would be ready soon to take Mike's prick into her hole for the second time.