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Chapter 5

Neil took Christine to a triple-feature horror spectacular at the drive-in. As they sat close to each other in his parents' car he wondered what would be the best way to go about making a play. The closeness of her prime body had him nervous, the glowing flesh of her long legs was bare up to mid-thigh, where her miniskirt began.

He thought about the direct approach. Just swing the old arm around her shoulders and sweep her face up to his for a juicy kiss. Or the casual approach – slide the arm around her, wait a few minutes, urge her closer and closer an inch at a time. Then there was the cute approach: An innocent peck on the cheek to relax her, then a coy try for one on the lips.

She was staring straight ahead at the movie, intent, oblivious to his turmoil. He decided the direct approach fit the character of a hero more than the others. After a deep inhale and check of the breath, he readied himself. His arm slid behind the seat like a creeping snake until it was in position.

Then like a starving lion snagging a helpless lamb he moved into action. His arm caught her shoulders and pulled her soft, ripe body in close to his. She didn't resist. In fact, he heard her exhale, and it sounded like she was impatiently waiting for his move.

Their mouths came together like two soft pillows. Lips opened and tongues slipped coyly from one mouth to the other. Her tongue tasted cool and smooth as it licked over his teeth and beneath his own digging tongue. She sucked softly on his oral organ and hummed deep in her throat

She was enjoying it every bit as much as he was. His hands slipped down the back of her blouse and explored the flat expanse. She pressed her breasts firmly into his chest and probed her tongue deep inside his mouth. Her smell was clean, neat, invigorating. Neil felt his cock expanding and lifting with happiness.

As he edged his groping fingers around her shoulder and down he felt her stiffen. He stopped the move. She relaxed. He started again. This time he reached the beginning of her mounded breast before she again went rigid. Again he stopped. He kissed the smoothness of her flawless neck until she relaxed once more.

He was dying to dig his fingers Into the pliant flesh of her large breasts but didn't want to spook her. He went easy, slowly, bit by bit until his palm rested on the top half of her pounding globe of downy tit. She didn't try to stop him, she sent her tongue inside his ear.

Neil took this as encouragement and moved his hand over her entire ball of skin and pressed. She pushed back slightly, just enough to let him know she liked it, not enough to say she was eagerly wanting it He squeezed the pliant, firm flesh and felt its resilient springiness against his fingers.

She sat up and moved away. Her eyes looked in the other direction. She was silent, hurt. Neil's empty hand was screaming for another feel of that sweet tit He slid close to her and ignored the pout on her lips. She turned to face him and scold but he caught her words in her mouth with a hard, deep-driving kiss that pushed her down on her back.

Her arms went around his shoulders and she kissed back. He felt her thigh rubbing against his as she adjusted her legs daintily alongside him. He didn't waste any time, his hand went straight back to her vulnerable breast. He kept her too busy kissing to allow her time to refuse his squeezing caress. Her tongue was flipping like a fighting trout in his sucking mouth.

He pressed the breast flat, squashed it up high, then pushed his thumb down where the nipple should be. The low moan in her throat grew louder. His fingers fumbled at the top blouse button. The damned thing wouldn't cooperate, he couldn't get it open.

"No, please…" she moaned.

He ignored her cry and kept working at the button until it popped free. He saw the gleam of her flesh in the half light His cock was so stiff it hurt. He moved to the second button.

"Stop! Neil, please…" she begged.

He had her pinned down. She was helpless. He could rip her blouse off and chew her fits silly… He knew it, but dammit, she was begging like a little baby. He stopped handling her chest and went back to kissing. It didn't take long for him to get bored, though. His cock was howling hot, his fingers needed something soft and full to hold.

He moved back to the second button. She didn't refuse. Finally he figured it out. He could go only so far, then she would stop him. But if he waited a few minutes and started right back where he left off, she'd let him get a little further before bellyaching. He opened the button and saw more of her delicate flesh. The beginnings of her mounded breasts and bra were visible. He opened the third button.

She tried to push him off. He was heavy, so she wiggled her torso and pushed with her legs. The whole action served to excite Neil more than dampen him. He stopped feeling and resumed the kissing. This time he sent his tongue inside her ear. The result was surprising. He felt her breasts squashing hard against him and her hips made an involuntary jerk The tongue in her ear really turned her on.

He kept his tongue in there. Pushing, twisting, making sounds of lusty sucking while his hand roamed back down to the unforgotten breast. He ignored the buttons, they were open enough. This time he went straight for the mound and squeezed. Apparently the excitement from her ear overshadowed the violation of her fit. She didn't try to stop him.

He worked the material of the blouse well over to the side and saw her white, lacy bra encasing the sugar-coated hump. His fingers softly caressed the fit around the rim of the bra cup before they opened wide and engulfed the whole soft melon.

She was resigned to letting him have his way as long as the tongue kept massaging her ear. He squashed her fit upward until the white skin billowed and stretched out of the bra. With a final push her red-brown nipple slid into view. It was beautiful. Large, as round as a silver dollar, and peaked like an ice-cream cone. The little wonder sat on top of her tit like a rubber baby-bottle nipple.

His fingers squeezed her nipple softly then twisted it. She bolted like a crazed horse when she realized she had let him get so far.

"Neil!" she scolded. "Don't! I'm not that kind of girl! Please!"

She reached down and tucked her excited nipple and abundant breast back inside the bra. But she didn't button up the blouse, Neil was happy to note.

"Gosh, Christine, I don't see what's so wrong with It. It's not like I'm frying… "

"No!" she interrupted him. "If I let you go too far I won't be able to stop you. Next thing you know we'll regret what we've done."

Neil contained his laughter. He was dying to tell her about his exploits of the last few days. But she was too young, she'd never understand. Either way, lie wasn't that thrilled about her making him go through a lot of needless crap just to squeeze her tit.

He shoved his tongue back inside her ear and she melted once again onto her back This time he put his hand right on top of her crotch. Pushed it deep into the soft mount between her legs and tried to wiggle a finger along her surprised slit.

She went crazy. First her hips bolted up wildly, her thighs whipped wide apart. Then as her excited body realized just what was going on, the thighs clamped tightly back together. Neil's hand was comfortably crushed inside the warm hug of her struggling crotch.

"Please! Neil!" she cried. He removed the probing hand slowly.

“Wow, you'd think I was hurting you," he said.

"You better take me home." She was slightly angry, more shaken than mad.

Neil waited almost a full minute before answering. He spoke softly and made himself sound as remorseful as possible. "I'm sorry, Christine. I shouldn't have done that I promise not to touch you down there if you'll stay."

It worked. She sniffed. Straightened her skirt and finally said, "Okay, Neil. We can stay. It's just that I'm not the kind of girl who does this kind of thing on the first date." She quickly added, "Or any other date."

He moved back on top of her and resumed his kissing. After adequate pause he moved his hand to her breast She didn't resist at all. He knew it would work. After the assault on her pussy, everything else seemed like child's play. It was evident she was going to let him have his way with her tits to keep him from trying for much bigger game.

Within minutes he had the giant breast pushed out of the bra. He manipulated the broad nipple with his fingers until it puckered up tight and red. Her breath was an erratic series of futile gasps as he pinched and rolled the elastic button unmercifully.

When his lips kissed the teet she gasped and shuddered. He lashed his tongue back and forth across it until it shone with his saliva. Then he took a long, hard suck on the tasty morsel and she started to twist and squirm with unhampered abandon.

He reached under her and lifted until the snap of her halter was in his fingers. This time he was much more deft and the elastic bra sprang free of the bulbous mounds of velvet-soft mammary. He opened her blouse completely and began to bite and chew a slow path from one nipple to the other.

Her hands were rubbing up and down his back as her passion grew with each tender bite. She was out of her mind, her shoulders rolled from side to side, thrusting the blubbery babies happily into Neil's joyful face. Her tits were delicious, creamy, massive. He had never eaten a finer pair of jugs in his life, couldn't even think of a pair that would even compare to hers.

Her hips swayed back and forth and up and down as the throes of her heat enveloped her whole body. Neil raised his hips and slowly began to straddle her thrashing thighs. She let him do it without protest She wanted to feel his weight pressing down on her, his hips on hers, his legs next to hers.

But when the gigantic mass of his rock-hard cock pressed tight against her cunt she felt the greatest sensation of all. It was much bigger than she dreamed possible. The spike seemed like it didn't end. She was dying to reach down with her hand and explore the thing better, but knew that would be a dangerous thing indeed.

So Neil chewed her tits red, covered them with the juice of his mouth and ground his hard cock fitfully into her open, cooking crotch. Even between their layers of clothing he could feel her plentiful moisture soaking the area. He kept up a constant, steady grind until she began to gasp like an ice cube had been dropped down her back.

He shoved his stick forcefully into her softness and she stiffened. Her hips came up to welcome him completely, they twisted, then jerked. She held her breath and arched her soaked tits into his shirt as a washing orgasm wracked her youthful body.

It was her first orgasm received from a man. She had felt the wonderful sensation before when masturbating, but this was a definite, exciting first Her cunt overflowed with thick wetness which spilled into her stretching panties. Her inner thighs went hard with strain, her nipples tingled, she couldn't breathe. Waves of heat rumbled from her crotch to her throat until finally it all culminated in one wild bolt of lightning. Her guts exploded.

"Oh! Neil! Neil! Oh!"

Neil kept grinding. He was hoping to work his cock up to a climax too. But he was too far away. He wanted to feel her slick box around his rod but knew it would be impossible… tonight. He satisfied himself with getting her to come, giving her a thrill.

When he took her home he asked her out for Saturday night. She blushed and looked down at her feet.

"Are you asking me out because I'm easy?" she asked.

Neil snorted. "You're not easy, Christine. Believe me, you're not I'm asking you out because I like you, I've liked you for a long time."

"What time?" she asked.

"Seven o'clock."

It was a date.

The next day was Neil's appointment with Felix When he got up that morning his balls were killing him. He had heard of "lover's nuts" but had never had them. Now he knew how terrible they were. His balls felt like two cracked walnuts. He walked slowly all day.

As he was going to Felix's apartment he ran into Mr. Crocker by the pool. The old man held up his cane to let Neil know he was awake. Neil walked over to him, he had fifteen minutes before his appointment

"How's everything going, boy?" asked Mr. Cracker.

"Fine."

"Anything to report to a bored old man?"

Neil remembered his promise to tell Mr. Crocker his adventures. "I took Christine outlast night."

"Oh?" The old man's voice brightened considerably. "Did you make hay?"

"No. But I got the ground plowed," answered Neil. Mr. Crocker chuckled. "That's a start, Neil. Now don't give up. You're over the toughest part, keep working the ground and before you know it you'll have your seed in there."

Neil laughed. "Yessir. But right now my plow is killing me."

Crocker banged his cane in merriment "Hah! You know there's only one cure for that… in my day we used to call them 'amorous achers'… and that's to put your weenie where it belongs. Right inside that young filly."

"I'm trying, Mr. Crocker. I'm trying."

"One word of advice, though. Don't let your heart get in there too. That'll mess everything up. Remember that you are in demand right now. You're a celebrity. Don't let your emotions tie you down. There are a lot of ladies out there… take 'em all before your popularity dies off."

"Yessir," said Neil.

The old man's gray-haired head lowered down to his chest and Neil heard the satisfied wheeze of sleep. He grinned at his ancient adviser and checked his watch. It was time to go, time to meet with Felix and submit himself to the sleazy photographer's whims. Reluctantly he crossed the pool area for Felix's apartment

Felix was pleased to see him. "Come in, Neil You're a few minutes early. That's very good. My model isn't here yet but I expect her any minute. After all, I'm paying her a lot of money, she better give me a full hour."

Neil entered the living room and saw that everything was set The large lights were all in place and a camera sat on a tripod facing the sofa. Neil swallowed. He wasn't very keen on having his photograph taken, especially with the sleazy animal Felix had most likely hired.

But he was wrong. The model was stunning. She was a tall, black-haired woman with olive skin and cat-like eyes. When she came in the door she gave Neil a quick glance and turned to Felix. "He's pretty young, isn't he? I thought I was supposed to do this with a man."

"Quit your bitching, Sherry, you're getting enough money to screw a porcupine," said Felix.

Sherry didn't waste any of Felix's valuable time. She kicked her shoes off and started undoing her blouse. Neil watched as she opened it up and revealed two small but awfully firm tits. She wore no bra. Without hesitating she undid her skirt and dropped it on a chair.

She was wearing black fish-net panties that were the briefest Neil had ever seen. Her back was to him and he licked his lips when she bent down to fold her blouse. Her ass was a curving slope of solid meat that curved up like an upside-down valentine into the darkness of her crotch. From the rear all he could see was a shadowed lump of pulpy flesh hanging between her legs.

She stood and turned. Her pubic hair was in a wide, high patch, more hair than he had ever seen on a cunt. She pulled the panties down and the crotch fur sprang outward like so many weeds. A thin line of soft hair ran from the pubic pile up to her navel.

Her stomach was totally flat, she was tall, slender, like a panther. Her lips were large, thick, they hung from her mouth like big pieces of ripe fruit. She grinned at the gaping Neil and walked slowly to the couch. Her body moved at every junction, hips, waist, breasts, buttocks – all ground out their own distinct rhythms.

She sat down quietly and waited. Felix finished adjusting his camera. Neil cleared his dry throat and asked, "Should I get undressed too?"

"No," said Felix. "I want Sherry to undress you."

"What?" screeched Sherry. "He can undress himself I What am I, his mother?"

Felix stood up, his hands went to his hips, and he puckered his lips. "Damnit, you bitch! You do as I say or get your clothes on and trot your hot ass right out of here!"

Sherry shut up. Felix made one last adjustment and said, "Okay, Sherry, take off his shoes. I want to see your box from the rear as you do it."

She knelt on the floor with an expression of pure disgust as she untied Neil's shoes. Neil sat very still and stared at the strong arch of her smooth back. Her cunt disappeared between her legs and Felix snapped his first shot.

Then he had her remove Neil's shirt and socks, and finally his pants. This was the toughest shot. Felix wanted her to look eager, anxious to get Neil undressed.

"Shit," she mumbled. But she did as he said.

When the moment came to pull Neil's underpants down her whole attitude changed. She saw the gigantic bulge in his shorts and started to smile. "Oh… now I see what has Felix so turned on," she mum-bled.

She pulled back the top elastic and peered down at the long, stiff cock. "Beautiful," she murmured. "You have one real nice pecker, young man.

"Thank you," said Neil.

"Okay, pull the pants down," instructed Felix.

"With pleasure," said Sherry. She tugged the shorts down and off Neil's legs. As she stood she surveyed his whole physique. Her eyes glowed with anticipation. "I have a feeling I'm going to enjoy this… "

Neil's balls were throbbing with pain. His stiff cock pounded for relief. As Felix snapped shot after shot Sherry reached and circled the yearning pole with her hand. She slowly stroked it up and down. Then she lowered herself to her knees and kissed the flared head of his dick. Neil's knees felt weak.

Her thick, moist lips parted only slightly as she pressed his thick cock head inside. Her lips pulled back and his pecker channeled deep inside the warm wetness. Her tongue wrestled around his shaft and whipped hungrily. Neil was worried he might climax instantly and ruin the photo session, but his cock remained remarkably insensitive. He figured the disappointment of last night might still have him in a state of numb shock.

She worked his cock head deep into the rear of her throat. Then, after cupping his buns in her hands, she made the deep dive. His cock head rammed into the curve of her throat and dipped down, deeper. She took the whole long thing. Her nose rested in his pubic hair.

He was shocked. Then she started to twist her head in half circles, using his cock as an axle. It felt great. The tight, wet hug of her throat and mouth ground his taut-skinned cock in every possible area. She kept the hose inside her for a long time before backing off and sucking a breath through her nose.

"Okay, Neil, on the couch," instructed Felix. He was excited, obviously delighted with the shots he was getting. Neil sat on the couch.

Sherry looked over at Felix and asked, "Okay, what now?"

Felix put his fingers on his cheek and thought a second. "Lie on the couch, I want him to eat you."

Neil swallowed. She lay beside him and spread her legs. The bright red lips of her gash were moist, the giant pile of hair sat pompously above everything.

"Okay, Neil, dig in," said Felix with a giggle.

Neil kept his eyes glued to the wrinkled lips of her hole as he cautiously lowered his head between her legs. His nose caught the musty, ripe odor of her box. He didn't know how to go about it. He also wondered if he could, because this was something he hadn't expected.

Sherry lifted her legs up and bent them back to her chest as Felix moved in for a close-up. Her juicy vagina stretched up high above her rounded ass. The pink dot of her asshole sat directly below it. It reminded Neil of a wet, hairy exclamation mark.

He lowered his face down until he could feel the heat of her cunt on his lips. His tongue slid out and touched the warm pussy lips, then went back in. He tasted, rolled it around in his mouth. Not knowing there was nothing to fear, he pushed his tongue out until it spread one lip to the side.

He felt the amazing slickness of her inner pussy with the tip of his tongue. He ran it around the rim before digging deeper. It felt good. For him and for Sherry. She was smiling and humming a happy song. "Slide it way in there, Neil," she said. "Real deep."

He plunged his tongue all the way in and felt the hug of slippery walls. She was tasting great, the thick ooze was filling his lips, really turning him on. He found her clitoris and gave it several laps. Then he thrilled Felix by peeling her pussy lips back to expose the inside of the hole and whipping it severely with his tongue.

"Great! Excellent!" reported Felix as he changed to a second roll of film. "Now get ready to fuck. I want some real tight close-ups of his cock stretching your box open."

Finally, thought Neil to himself. His cock was crazy with heat, his balls were throbbing with pain. Sherry stretched languidly and smiled at him. "I'm looking forward to this. I hope you can last awhile," she said.

Neil didn't know. But when he crawled between her open thighs and she guided his cock head into her red lips he thought that was it. He was so excited he expected to cream all over the couch any second. But it didn't happen, the numbness returned, the tide was held.

Felix was less than two feet away and high to the side as Neil slowly pressed his fat log inside her glistening slit It moved in with ease, she was well lubricated. Tight, too. The hug of her cunt smothered each bit of his cock as it left the daylight and began the journey into warm darkness.

"That's it… nice and slow," said Felix. "Just keep your beautiful prick sliding in there until she chokes."

"Take your pictures and shut up," said Sherry. "Let him do it the way he wants… it feels great"

She laid her head back and relaxed as her broiling box became more and more stuffed with stiff young pecker. It kept coming and coming, deeper, deeper. She hadn't had a cock this good in one hell of a long time. But she was able to engulf the whole thing and still have room to swing.

She lifted up tight against him when Neil had his cock all the way in. He had never felt a cunt so hot. His cock was burning like an overcooked hotdog. Her flat stomach rippled each time she hoisted her hips up. The hard tits rocked only slightly, the nipples were like two walnuts.

"Okay, go to it!" announced Felix.

That was the signal to let themselves go. Sherry was the first to act She bucked up hard and grabbed at his ass with animal lust "Okay, Neil, let's do some real fucking," she hissed through clenched teeth.

Neil was willing. He slammed his cock in and out of her grabbing cunt as fast as his well-developed body would allow. She met every thrust with practiced ease. Then he felt her legs wrapping around his and clamping. Her body started to pitch and roll hungrily, her hands spread his white buns wide apart.

"The finger! The finger!" screeched Felix as he moved the camera down to their feet and shot into the area of greatest action.

Neil felt the finger rubbing his asshole, massaging, pressing gently. Then before he could do a thing the finger was inside him, snaking up his anus. He tried to pull away but the finger only went deeper. He tried to push himself down but only met her hips as they lifted. He was trapped between her cunt and finger. His cock in her, her finger in him.

It finally dawned on him that it felt great. There was no reason to resist. She was stroking his rectum into a state of high excitement His hips bolted into hers at a new, faster speed. His head spun, his back ached but couldn't stop moving. The juice of her cunt was frothed into white foam as his ramrod whipped in and out with a blinding blur.

He could feel the sudden grip of her cunt walls, then he heard her crying gasp. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth and bit, then her eyes opened wide.

"Oh, God! Jesus Christ, that feels so good!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.

Neil kept plummeting, he couldn't have stopped if he tried. Her finger was imbedded up to the last knuckle and as her climax hit she made a fist It drove him insane and he tried to split her body open with his deep-running, boiling tool.

She finally settled down and slipped her finger out As she lay content under him, Felix unloaded the camera. She grinned up at Neil and slowly sucked her finger lice it was a candy cane. He waited for further instructions, but they didn't come.

"Time's up," said Felix. "You both did fine. I got some great shots."

"Already?" asked Sherry. "Are you sure?"

Felix looked at his watch. "Yes. See? Time flies when you're enjoying yourself."

Sherry was disappointed. Neil didn't understand why until she said, "Sure, I enjoyed myself… but I don't think Neil did. He didn't get his rocks off."

Felix's hands went back to his hips. "Well, I'm not paying you to worry about Neil."

"The hell with the money," said Sherry. "I want to make sure Neil gets his share of the fun. He certainly gave me mine.

She looked up at Neil and smiled. "I know what you'd dig, young man. Something nice and tight to hug the cream out of your superprick."

She rolled onto her stomach and came up to her knees. "Okay, Neil, take me from behind."

Neil got behind her and started to slide his cock back inside her dripping box but she pulled away. He tried again and she lowered slightly. His cock brushed across her asshole.

"That's it, Neil. Put it in the small hole, but please go easy…"

Neil didn't believe his ears. Suddenly he heard Felix screaming. "Wait! I want to get more film! I want a shot of this!"

Neil didn't bother to wait He pushed against the taut hole and watched as it collapsed inside. She wiggled her ass until the rim of her asshole slipped back out and finally around his flared pecker head. Then he pushed ever so gently until the whole glans was neatly buried. The ring of muscle gripped him like a rubber band. He edged cautiously inside the new, dark region.

Felix was snapping shots one after the other. Sherry pressed back and took half the cock. Then she moved slightly forward and pounded back fiercely. Neil's cock hit the three-quarter mark.

"Oh… gosh, that feels so great… " she sighed.

"It sure does," said Neil.

"It looks tremendous," said Felix. He snapped a shot.

Neil leaned forward and enjoyed the feel of his

cock separating the tightness of her rectum. It was like he was plowing into unchartered territory. Every part of his pecker was alive with trembling excitement.

She started to buck and twist now, his cock worked her asshole loose and he had room to maneuver. The thick odor of her insides filled his nostrils as the speed returned to his hips. He was now pumping fast, deep, furious. She was taking each thrust with a happy grunt.

Finally he climaxed. The juice was released from his confused, aching balls and sent in a river along the channels of his pecker. It hosed deep inside her swirling ass to paint her insides with white, sticky foam. Neil grabbed her tightly by the hips and clamped her against his loins as his cock vomited and screamed inside her.

It was over. The pain was suddenly gone from his testicles. He felt terrific. As he popped his cock free Felix took three shots. One of his dripping pecker, one of her recovering asshole, one of the trickling sperm as it leaked from the small hole and streamed down the inside of her thigh.

Sherry dressed quickly, humming all the time. As she turned to go she gave Neil a happy wink. I'm thrilled to have met you, Neil."

"Me too," he answered.

"Maybe we'll run into each other again," she said. "All right, Sherry," said Felix. "Here's your money. Now get out of here."

Felix led her out the door as Neil started to dress.

He inspected his cock, it was in fine, fully relaxed and in comfortable shape. He decided he'd really like to rim across her again, she was the first female he had that didn't know about his hero status.