Susan Carter
Father knows best

CHAPTER ONE

Damn, Renee thought to herself, I don't want to do it, hut I have to. It's time the girl learned to go places by herself. I can't have her holding onto me all her life.

Her daughter Idrine, was an ageless looking youth, with long cascading black hair, dancing brown eyes, a pair of red apple cheeks, and a smile that lit up the world. Idrine was a little chubby, but that was baby fat soon to melt away. She had budding breasts smaller than hen's eggs which bounced excitingly under her blouse. Renee knew she would shortly have to buy her daughter a bra.

It wasn't as if Renee was sending Idrine to the far corners of the earth. There wasn't even a need for the girl to take a bus. It was just a walk through the park to her grandmother's. Still, Renee remembered what had happened to herself in that same park once and knew that sending Renee was an act of rebellion against her own fear.

Remembering so, she had given Idrine the riding crop.

"Listen," Renee said, "if a man tries anything, hit him with the riding crop as hard as you can and then run. He should be so surprised you'll be out of the park before he can think a dirty word."

"Oh, mother!" Idrine gave her mother an exasperated look, before admiring the sexy new figure that she'd just started growing. The mirror in the apartment foyer reflected a pert body that Idrine knew carried a strange effect on the boys at school.

Renee watched her daughter leave by peeking through the drapes. She chided herself again for being too protective, but the apprehension continued as Idrine stepped off the curb and headed for the park. It was late spring and the trees were all in full bloom as they had been when she had crossed that park, thirteen years earlier. It had been early evening when she had gone. How well Renee remembered. She had been eighteen-years-old at the time. She had been living on the other side of the park with her mother, Harriet Pembroke.

"Just take this package to your Aunt Betty, across the park," Harriet Pembroke said to her daughter, Renee. "But be careful. When you get there, make sure you stay the night."

"Why, momma?" Renee asked.

"Just do it," Harriet said to her daughter. "I don't want you out after dark."

It was partially true. Harriet didn't want her daughter walking in and seeing how she made a living. Ever since Renee's illegitimate birth, Harriet had been on her own, and she'd had to prostitute herself to support Renee and herself.

Renee, wearing a light pink dress, took the small package from her mother and went out into the summer evening. The sky was first starting to darken, but the air was warm as she entered into the depths of the park. Renee wasn't too frightened. All paths eventually led out of the park, but she wanted to come out on the right side so she wouldn't have to skirt the edge of the park and walk any more than was necessary.

There were many bushes in this part of the park, and as Renee walked, she heard sounds coming from one particularly dense growth. Curious, she walked over, but saw nothing. The sounds, like a man panting, became louder, so Renee bent down and crawled between two bushes and there, in the center of the small copse, was a naked man. He sat on the ground with his back against a small tree. His thighs were wide apart, and Renee could see he had one hand gripping something long and hard between his legs. His other hand holding a cigarette, alternating puffing and jerking.

"Gee!" Renee said, coming closer, staring at the long, thick throbbing rod. "What's that?"

"Huh?" the man asked, startled out of his reverie. "What's what?"

"That long thing you're pulling on," Renee said.

"Oh, that's my joystick," the man told her. "My name's Larry, and I get a lot of fun pulling on my stick."

Renee could see he was a weird man, not much past thirty. He had slick black hair, a very thin body, and a long, pointed nose, almost like some kind of animal.

The truth was, Larry Hunter was one of her mother's "clients". Unfortunately, he had spent his money on some prime smoke, and as a result, couldn't afford to visit Harriet Pembroke. So he had spaced himself out here in the park, stripped off his clothes, and he had proceeded to start stroking his cock while continuing to drag on his cigarette.

Renee moved closer to Larry, kneeling down and peering between his legs. This was her first glimpse of a penis, and she had no idea what it was, or why it was used. Her mother had kept her in total ignorance where men were concerned, insisting her daughter be excluded from sex-education classes in school. As a result, Renee Pembroke knew absolutely nothing about penises.

Although it was getting darker, Renee could make out the long staff with the red mushroom on top. The mushroom seemed to be almost heart shaped, with a little eye in it, and the eye seemed to be weeping a solitary tear.

"Well, gee, this might seem like a lot of fun to you," Renee said to Larry, "but that part of you sure doesn't seem to like it. I mean, it looks like it's crying."

"Yeah, well, there's a good reason for that," Larry smiled, letting go of his throbbing cock. "You see, it needs attention from a girl. If it gets that, it'll stop crying."

"Really?" Renee asked, completely absorbed in the sight of the solid meat. "I'm a girl. Maybe I could give it the attention it needs, and then it'll stop crying."

"Gee, wouldja?" Larry Hunter asked.

"Sure," Renee nodded. "What do I have to do?"

"Well, to start with," Larry murmured, "you don't wanna get your dress dirty, so take it off."

Renee thought about it for a moment, and realized Larry was right. Her mother would kill her if she saw dirt smudged on her new pink dress. At Larry's insistence she also removed her undershirt and panties. After all, he was completely naked, and Renee reasoned he was probably naked so he wouldn't get any of his clothing dirty.

The young girl caught the tripped-out Larry staring at her. Even through the haze, he could see what a lovely tan body Renee had. Her breasts had not yet started to swell, but there was the promise of more than a handful, eventually. She had light tan nipples with tiny aureole. Her skin had no blemishes on it, mostly because she sunbathed on her roof every day, after summer school. Because Renee had no breasts to hide, she sunbathed without a top, but a white stripe across her hips let Larry know she wore the lower part of a bathing suit.

"Hey, you have something else," Renee said, kneeling between Larry's thighs and staring. "What's that funny looking sac hanging down under that other thing."

"The long, hard thing is my cock," Larry told her. "I feel all kinds of funny sensations in it, but it takes a girl to really bring all the feelings out of me. As for the hanging bag, that's my scrotum. It holds my balls."

"Why do you have balls?" Renee asked.

"My balls manufacture a special kind of syrup," Larry explained. "The syrup, inside me, causes me to have these funny feelings. It has to come out."

"Well, gosh, how does it come out?" Renee wanted to know.

"It takes a little time," Larry told her, "But I'll show you what to do. Then you can go ahead and do it. Okay?"

"Okay," Renee nodded. "What do I do, first?"

"First, you have to come down here and sit in my lap," Larry told her.

"Hey, I hope this doesn't take too long," Renee said. "I mean, I have to get to my Aunt Betty's house."

"Don't worry, it won't take long at all," Larry assured her. He reached out taking the little girl's hand, and bringing her down into his lap. She automatically wound her arms around his neck to keep from falling any further, nestling her undeveloped nipples against his hairy chest. Her head rested against his forearm, which he tilted back a little, thereby making her tilt her face up. And then he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her.

Renee felt his lips clamp on hers, and thrilled when his wet, liqueous tongue wormed its way into her mouth and began playing around inside. She responded by slashing at this tongue with her own. It was an automatic response.

When his mouth pulled away from hers, she asked, "What's that funny taste in your mouth?"

Larry, elated the girl wasn't shocked by the kiss, held up what was left of his cigarette and said, "It's his, pretty girl. Want to try it?"

"Gee, ma told me tobacco is bad. I should never use it."

"This isn't tobacco," Larry assured her. "You'll like it. Go on and try it."

So Renee let him put the weed between her lips. She didn't know what to do, and waited for Larry, who said, "Suck on it, and when you feel the smoke coming out, swallow it into the pit of your stomach. It's fun, you'll see."

The girl sucked in the smoke and held it in her stomach a long time before it came drifting out of her. By then, it had already started taking effect. She felt Larry smoothing a hand along the shapely swell of her calf, to the back of her knee, lightly caressing her skin all the way. The tingling pressure of his fingers was sensually exciting to the young girl. She became tense, the cords in her thighs tightening as he touched them. Her breath began quickening.

Larry took a final puff from the cigarette, then threw it away, after spitting on it to make sure it was out. Then Renee felt him move his hands along her tender loins again, parting her thighs and massaging the flesh inside. He led her small hand down, to feel his big cock, as he called it. She smiled as her thumb and forefinger gripped the corona. Then her fingers slid down its length until she could feel his balls with her reaching fingertips. The scrotum felt funny with all its wrinkles and its hair. He had a lot of black, bushy hair at the base of his cock, too. Her own pelvis had the faintest hint of black down.

"Hey, what's your name?" Larry asked, kissing her lips again.

"I'm Renee Pembroke," she answered.

"Are you Harriet Pembroke's daughter?"

Renee nodded.

Wow! Larry thought. First the mother, now the daughter.

"You're a terrific kid, Renee," Larry told her. "And now we're gonna take care of that swelling inside me. Okay?"

"Okay?" she agreed, totally trusting. "How do we do it?"

"Well," Larry told her, "I'll do most of the work. I'll fuck you, and that'll take the hot syrup out of me."

"What do you mean by 'fuck'?" she asked, naively.

"You'll see," he gasped, clutching her girlish body tightly to him, running his hand over her soft, tan thighs, possessively moving his fingers over her bumcheeks as he kissed her. This time Renee's mouth gladly opened to taste his, writhing to the pressure of his fingers over her ribs, her belly, and the front of her thighs. The girl wiggled and writhed in Larry Hunter's lap, making him hotter with each passing moment. Now he was sorry he had started with the marijuana, because it seemed to dull his senses a little. This was why he had found it so difficult to pull off when Renee had stumbled onto him.

Mother and daughter had totally different bodies. To Larry Hunter, Harriet Pembroke's body, all white, plump, and round, had been the most thrilling thing he had ever known. But Renee seemed a totally different breed of animal. She was tan where her mother was white, except for the white strip around her loins. Her mother had dark brown hair, and Renee had black hair. Harriet, had immense, almost bloated tits, and Renee, still undeveloped, had no tits to speak of. Harriet's flesh felt like foam rubber. Renee's flesh was like smooth satin. There was no doubt the little girl was naturally sensual. Each little movement made her hot little cunt a bit wetter, and it caused Larry's hard cock to wildly shudder. Just looking at the young girl made Larry's breath wad up his throat.

Larry reached down and caressed her knees, and then her calves. Renee's marvelously shaped legs intrigued him. Her mother's thighs were a bit chunky, but Renee had nice, slender thighs.

Renee didn't know why she felt as she did, but it was all so strange. The puff of that funny cigarette made her feel as if she were floating, and she tried to ignore the tingling sensations of the man's hands as they roamed all over her excited young body.

Her own hands were touching him, smoothing their way along his shoulders, feeling the firm muscles in his arms. Renee had to admit she liked being in the arms of a man. She wondered why her mother didn't go out with men. After all, something like this was nice, and Renee was certain Harriet would have loved it.

The young girl's eyes sparkled with carnal desire. She looked up into the handsome face of the man holding her, and said, "I don't know what you mean by 'fuck'. But before you do it, would it be okay for me to touch you a little?"

"Well, yeah, I guess so," Larry nodded. "But be real careful. I'm very delicate there, you wouldn't wanna hurt me."

"Gosh no, of course not," Renee agreed.

Rolling out of Larry's lap, onto the warm, grassy ground, Renee got up on her hands and knees and crawled between Larry's thighs. She was glad she had taken his advice and removed her clothing. The grass and the dirt would have really stained her dress.

The young girl's hands gripped Larry's throbbing cock as she stared at it. It was almost completely dark out, now, so she couldn't see the waffling of veins running through his penis. But she was able to watch the way his red dome flexed, swelled, and oozed out another drop of lubricant. Watching it, she kept thinking his penis was crying for some reason or other.

"Poor cock," she whispered, her hot breath unintentionally blowing all over it. "It seems so lonesome and sad."

Her hands petted the penis, fondling it lightly, her fingers touching the "teardrops" and smearing them all over the shuddering staff. She loved the heated feel of the hard pole. The masculine essence rising from his groin had the young girl completely entranced.

"Ooooooh!" Larry gasped. "You have one nice touch. You keep that up and you'll drive me up a tree."

"You really like it?" the innocent young girl asked, her dark eyes filling themselves with the sight of his engorged penis as her hand continued caressing the solid, rigid shaft.

"You keep up what you're doing, and that cock'll melt in your hands," Larry gasped. "Ohhhhhh you have such great hands. I'll bet your cunt is even better."

"My what?" Renee asked.

"I really don't know what you're talking about," Renee insisted, still staring at his throbbing prick while continuing to caress it.

"I'm… uhhhhhh… talking about that sweet hole between your legs. You know, your cunt."

"You mean my vagina," Renee corrected. "What has my vagina to do with all this?"

"Well," Larry gasped, as her hand rose and covered the top of his shuddering cock, feeling the oily liquid seeping out of the eyelike slit, "when I fuck you, I put my cock inside your vagina."

"Really?" Renee was astonished by his reply. It was naughty to even touch herself there and what Larry was saying was even naughtier.

"Sure! That's why men have cocks and women have cunts. If a man's cock swells up, he sticks it in a cunt and keeps moving it around until the syrup comes out. And if a woman feels all funny inside, the syrup from a man's cock is usually just the thing she'll need to calm her down." Larry's pulse throbbed furiously. The burning ache in his cock was consuming his body.

Renee stared at the massive organ, wondering how such a thick pole could fit into her tiny, narrow vagina. There had to be a way, otherwise Larry would never have told her this. But the girl's little slit was practically writhing like crazy at the thought. Her tan little hand continued stroking the wet phallus, drawing the loose outer skin up and down. It seemed huge to try and force into her narrow vaginal orifice. She imagined the way it would feel, stretching her tiny hole open.

"Are you sure this is supposed to go into my vagina?" Renee asked. "I mean, it looks awfully big."

"Don't worry," Larry assured her. "It'll slide right in after I push it a little."

"I… don't know," Renee said, trembling a little.

"Well you can make things easier," Larry assured her. "If you lick it all over with your tongue first, and give it a good coating of saliva, it'll be nice and slippery, and you'll see, it'll shoot right in."

"Are you sure?" Renee asked.

"There's only one way to be really sure," Larry said to her. "You have to lick it and suck it."

Renee looked into Larry's spaced-out eyes. In the darkness she was unable to see the anxiety as Larry willed her to believe him.

Renee hesitated, and then driven by curiosity she was leaning down, breathing heavily, letting the air from her nostrils tickle his cock and ruffle his pelvic hair. The girl forced her tiny pink tongue out of her mouth and used it to flick away another "teardrop" as it came out of his penis.

Her action made Larry gasp and dig the palms of his hands flatly against the ground as he writhed and squirmed. The fact that he was conning this young girl into giving him head made the sensation even more intense.

Renee's tongue began circling his cock-head, washing it again and again as her narrow lips formed a circle and hooded the penile dome, slowly moving lower, pulling his stiff shaft into her hot mouth.

Down, her pretty little face descended, absorbing the man's throbbing penis into the heated depths of her tiny, narrow mouth, sheltering the pulsing glans, her pink tongue wickedly lashing. Renee's mouth worked hard against the heavy flesh, almost sensing the multitude of veins under his skin. Then, when Renee felt her head could go no lower, she slowly began raising her mouth, tightening her lips automatically, naturally, as if it was the correct thing to do. Larry's hot, pulsing penis was very palatable, and Renee moved her head up very slowly, reluctant to let go. Her tongue swirled its way all around the hard cock, and Larry's thighs tightened as the man gasped. And then her tongue was tickling the sightless eye, trying to tease out more oily "tears".

"No more!" Larry gasped. "Oh, no more! You do that again, and I'll shoot a wad into your mouth. Oh damn!"

Larry Winter gently tugged Renee's head away from his cock, then staggered to his feet as the young girl remained on the ground. He began staggering around within the little copse, and Renee stared at him as if he were a madman.

"What did I do wrong?" The girl could still taste his cock in her mouth, feel it, and she was afraid she'd hurt him.

"Wrong?" Larry Hunter giggled. "Wrong? Hell! You haven't done a thing wrong. You've done everything right. You got the oil boiling inside me, but we don't want to waste it."

Renee smiled, as if feeling all was right with the world. She was glad she was able to do this correctly even though she had never done it before. So far, toying with the man's cock seemed like so much fun. The girl lay on her side as Larry dropped beside her, facing her, and when his lips came softly down on hers, and his hand ran over her silken flesh.

Renee trembled. She felt his thumb and forefinger working on her small nipple. She had to admit she liked it, and a new, different kind of heat began filling her young, nubile body. She automatically raised one small, girlish thigh up over his body, her arm encircling his neck, and she felt her back being pressed against a bush as Larry rubbed the length of his fleshy hosepipe between her aching thighs. Maybe his cock did belong in her tight vagina, after all. Even if it took a little stretching, Renee was willing to bet it would be worth it. She could feel the heavy roundness of his balls rubbing into her creaming little crack, and the girl gasped, clinging tightly to Larry Hunter, one small hand running trippingly down the small of his back as she kissed him again and again, eager and anxious to experience what he had referred to as fucking.

"Oh gosh!" she gasped, when his mouth came away from hers. "I feel so funny inside, really. I feel like I want all kinds of good things to happen to me. Make them happen, Larry. Please!"

"Sure will," Larry said, smiling at her. "I'll be glad to."

"You're really a nice man, Larry Hunter," she practically moaned. She meant she liked what he was making her feel.

"Are you sure this is supposed to go into my vagina?" she asked, reaching down between her thighs and fingering his cock.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Larry nodded.

"I'll put it into position," she said, lying on her back and pulling him on top of her. "But you'll have to push it in."

"Sure thing," Larry Hunter was breathing too hard to answer.

Renee gripped the swollen, onion-headed penis and pressed it between the sopping lips of her small, fuzz-covered cunt. She took a deep breath feeling a sudden new tingle, then said, "Okay, whenever you're ready."

The man cocked his hips back and slowly began pushing his cock into her furry opening. There was a dull ache as the walls of Renee's tight, narrow vestibule began widening, stretching. Had she not been under the influence of the cigarette she would have felt the pain much more strongly. As it was, she could feel dull, throbbing sensations she knew were not pleasant. But mingling with the throbs were thrilling charges of fiery blisters. She was shivered shook, not knowing what to think or believe. There was hurt mixed with delight, and she didn't know how to accept it.

"Ahh!" she gasped, feeling his weight press down on her body. "It hurts a little. Be careful!"

"Hey, don't worry," Larry told her, and then she screamed.

His penile head was pressing against her delicate hymen, and Renee felt it starting to stretch.

"Larry, Larry, don't…" the girl begged. "It hurts!"

"Heeere we g-o-o-o-o-o…" he gasped, and slammed forward, piercing her maidenhead with his thrusting lance, sinking his cock all the way into her seething, girlish depths. The entire length of the thick pole filled the little girl's aching pussy.

"Oooooooh," he gasped. "This is great! This is really great! You lay there and I'll do all the work!"

Renee's head was spinning wildly, and a blankness began covering her mind. It was there for only a moment as lights twinkled on and off before her eyes. Yes, there was a lot of pain, but mingled with that pain was an intense thrill the likes of which she had never been able to imagine. And as the hard cock slipped from her interior, she felt the pain draining out while the pleasure lingered. When the throbbing penis pushed back into her, some small measure of hurt came with it, but overpowering everything was the thrilling sensation of driving pleasure.

"Ooooooh yes, yes, yes!" Renee told him. "That feels so good. Drive that wonderful cock all the way inside me! It feels like its going in deeper than just my vagina. It feels like its sinking into my belly. Ooooooh! That's terrific! And those balls, I can feel them tickling my asscheeks. They feel so nice. Yes, yes, yes, keep on doing it. Drive them all the way in with your cock. I want to feel your balls inside me."

Renee was continuing to moan as more and more pleasure filled her body while less and less pain filtered through. Soon the pain was altogether gone, while the pleasure continued shooting through the girl's loins. The amazing tightness of her soft passageway gripped his rock-hard penis, enclosing it like a tight, polyurethane envelope, with a natural muscle control the most skilled whore might never be able to develop. She could hear Larry grunting in delight, and was overjoyed he was still inside her. She felt thrilled at the prospect of bringing him the relief he craved, so his cock would no longer shed "teardrops".

If Larry hadn't felt her cherry snap, he would never have believed the girl was a virgin. Shit! He had to make sure she came, too. It was only right. Hell! He had intended settling for a simple whack-off, and here this sweet kid had come along out of nowhere, an answer to an unspoken prayer. Shit! he told himself, she deserved to come, too.

Renee whimpered as Larry lifted his body so she could move herself under him all the more easily. Her thighs were wide apart, cradling his hips and loins snugly between them, with his hard cock buried to its limit in her tight, teenage twat. She thrilled to the pressure of his balls against her perineum, swinging like a wrecking ball against the furrow between her white asscheeks. Renee gasped as she felt Larry slowly withdraw his throbbing poker from her sucking interior, feeling her lubricious pink hole massage the phallic weapon as it retreated. The feeling evoked in Larry's memory a vision of the girl's mother and he recalled how fantastically Harriet fucked.

Renee, for her part, imagined nothing, but simply lay in the thrilling sensations of the surrounding feelings as they tingled through her. She felt him flick his hips in a strong, decisive movement, driving his throbbing prong all the way into her tight, youthful cunt with a resounding smack, exciting her nookie all the more. She thrilled to the movement of his pounding staff in the velvet sensation of her sucking young vaginal walls, totally enchanted by the rapturous sensations he was pumping into her.

The girl found Larry Hunter thrusting furiously into her hot girlish chamber, his long, heavy wang riding in and out of her tight, seething pussy. He slammed into her body with jarring force, making her tight, cuntal walls grip his cock all the more strongly, as if holding onto it for some kind of salvation. Renee thrilled to the feeling of the licentiously bloated head pummeling its way in and out of her while his sperm-bloated balls thwacked against her perineum again and again as his thighs rubbed against the widespread cheeks of her delectable ass.

Renee purred, feeling a continuing mixture he pumped into her of heavy pleasure and light pain. The rubbery head of his flailing cock seemed to be battering itself against the tender cervix within her. Had it not been for the cigarette, there would have been the possibility of her feeling even more agony.

The girl could tell her torment was inciting Larry even more. She could feel him driving hotter and harder, hotter and harder, rotating his pelvis against her sensitive walls. And then, he paused momentarily, as if to allow the mounting pressure inside him to run off.

Little grunting noises of servitude began pouring from Renee's lips as she lay beneath him, thrilling to his every motion, totally subjugated by his ramming cock. Yes, it did fit inside her tight hole after all, probing into the secret core of her intricate, feminine depths. Her eyes were glazed over, partially with pot, partially with the rapture of the moment as she looked up into the harsh face staring down at her. She could see a whole series of emotions running through the man, and Renee wondered why he had so many feelings. She had but one feeling, and that was the total inundation of pleasure swelling through her girlish body. His hard cock tormentingly drove into her, building the sensations inside her beyond belief.

Renee strained her young self up against Larry's body, feeling him grind into her hot, moist flesh, desirously arching her loins up to meet his downward thrusts. She lifted the both of them off the ground with each arch of her anguished body, moaning unceasingly, thrilling to the rhythm of his hard cock moving inside her cunt.

Her strong, young thighs tightened around his hips, gripping him all the more surely. She was laboring up and down the length of his pulsing wand with her ravenously sucking girlish cunt until she realized they had established a mutual rhythm. Her young head whipped from side to side as she surrendered her body to the abandonment of the moment.

"Oooooh! Uuuggghh!" she gasped.

She felt his hand reaching under her buttocks, and then a finger parting her rectal cheeks. As her body passionately continued its bouncing, she wondered what he was doing with her young ass. The answer came a few moments later when she felt his forefinger search between her rounded ass cheeks, tugging them apart. She strained for a moment, trying to keep her asscheeks together, but finally yielded to the pressure of his hands and relaxed. Then she felt his forefinger drive forward, thrusting into the tighter circle of her rectum.

Renee realized she should have fought this, but she didn't. She saw the pleasure Larry Hunter was receiving in fingering her asshole and decided to allow him to continue. The finger wedged itself deeper and deeper into her ass, sending an additional current of salacious sensation blasting through her young, girlish body. And all the while she felt the thick, red-topped cock continuing to race between the tight, soft, sucking folds of her anguished vagina. Her tight little body undulated wildly, pumping up and down again and again. Oils from her fucked cunt seeped between her asscheeks and lathered into her asshole, moving with his relentlessly pushing finger. Renee shivered erotically to the taunting of his finger, and she squeezed her asshole tightly around it.

Larry was using the ball of his finger, scooping up some more of the heavy oils oozing from her tight snatch and rubbing it against her rectal portal. Her quivering asscheeks pressed back against the probing digit, responding more delightedly to the push of his finger. The pressure seemed to make the elasticized ring swell even more, causing the hole to become even narrower, and then Renee felt the finger simply pop in and slide in right up to the first knuckle. And this time her wanton ass, wanting to feel more of his driving finger, relaxed, letting him probe all the more deeply into it.

Renee could see Larry was going insane with the wild rapture building up inside him. She'd never seen a human being this worked up over anything. The girl had to admit she could understand why he was so aroused, feeling equally aroused, herself. Her delightful ass humped up and down, trying to drive his finger all the more deeply into her as she felt his sloshing pole drill itself into her creaming depths.

"Deeper," Renee begged. "I want to feel it deeper."

"That's as far as my cock is willing to go," he gasped. "It can't go any deeper."

"Your finger," Renee insisted. "Push your finger deeper in my ass. Please, please!"

Her buttocks lewdly writhed around the poking finger, and she could see he was stunned by her request, though she didn't know why. After all, it had been his idea to bury his finger into her tight asshole in the first place.

Larry had poked his finger into the girl's rectum to enhance her feelings, but he knew the most sensitive part of her asshole was just past the sphincter. He hadn't wanted to hurt the girl, and so hadn't driven his finger any deeper. He was understandably shocked to hear her beg him to shove that finger even farther into her sucking asshole.

As he pushed his finger deeper, satisfying the I wanton little girl, Renee felt Larry increase the speed of his stroking cock as it smoothly chugged into her pink channel again and again. Renee now felt the hot, buttery depths of her cunt sucking on I the man's cock, while the smooth, rubbery depths I of his rectum pulled her finger ever deeper.

The young girl skewered her splendid ass right back down onto the upthrust finger.

The digit searched inside her rectum as it rotated, sinking ever deeper into the hot, elastic depths of her seething interior. Renee's ass-channel seemed to revel in the unnatural presence of the poking finger as Larry rotated it furiously in the deep, soft, narrow cavern of her fleshy rectum. At the same time she could feel his driving cock pistoning its way in and out of her seething pussy.

A thin piece of membrane separated the two channels, and Renee could feel his finger touching his cock, with only that tissue of flesh between them. The exploring, seeking finger sank deeper and deeper, looking, searching, trying to build even more passion into the body of the tender young girl. For Renee it was the most thrilling moment in her young lifetime.

She felt the wicked rhythm Larry Hunter was using now between his finger and his thrusting cock, until he was fucking into her with a strenuous unison she never dreamed could take place inside her own body. Her lovely, tan thighs spread as wide as they could, allowing Larry Hunter total access to the ravishment of her girlish genitalia. She could sense the moving prick swelling, thickening, enlarging and growing. She had no idea what was about to happen next.

Renee remembered Larry saying something about the sweet syrup that was supposed to come from his balls, into his cock, then into her body. But how did it come out? Did it come from the same "eye" where she had kissed away "tears"? If so, did it seep out the same way the oily bubbles came out? If so, it would take an awful long time for all that syrup to come out of him. And it was supposed to feel good inside her, but how would she even feel it if it continued oozing out of him so slowly?

The slapping testicles continued whacking against her upturned asscheeks in time to the way Larry's cock thundered through her vaginal canal, and his finger continued poking through her rectum. Renee watched Larry sit back and try looking down where his penis was sliding smoothly in and out of her tight nookie. He was trying to see her swollen pussylips with the light fringes of dark hair covering them as his mind concentrated on the soft, girlish folds of her pussy drawing him in again and again.

Abruptly, Renee felt Larry tug his finger from her rectum, lean forward, grip her young shoulders, and then cram his cock back and forth through her pussy as if he were driving a steam drill into her. The man seemed ready to shatter from the excitement running through him, and Renee felt him straining, trying to hold his fulfillment back until she had attained her own youthful satisfaction.

He hammered all the faster into the girl's tight, virginal-no-longer interior. Renee's girlish hands gripped him tightly, not wanting to let him get away, because she was starting to feel something rising in her, as well. Her strong, gripping thighs opened and closed around his rocking hips as she heaved upward.

His throbbing rod, surged through her young body with the force of a lightning bolt, and only Larry's kiss kept her from screaming to the whole world. She jerked and twisted and writhed as the fiery thrill ran tumultuously through her little-girl body.

"Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh," Renee was gasping.

"You… uhhhhh… like being… uunnhhh… fucked, huh?" Larry asked, grinning sadistically at her.

Her heels wrapped themselves around his body and drove into his buttocks. Then she felt him sweep her thighs back until her calves were dangling over his shoulders and the plane of her tight little pussy was tilted up, presenting him with the full vision of her delectable crotch. Even in the dark he could see the shining pink split, glistening with her emitted secretions. Her eyes were clenched tightly shut as her teeth remained gritted.

"I… uhhhh… can feel it…" she gasped. "I… ooooh… don't know what it is… ahhhhh… but I can feel it…"

She moaned and gasped, then twitched as she screamed, "EEEEEYYYYYAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!" before he could clamp his hand over her mouth to silence her. Her shriek filled the park, and Larry knew he would have to fuck real fast if he intended having a climax and getting out of there before anybody found them.

Renee felt her thighs being pulled back against her breasts as the sucking splendor of her pink cunt-slit was offered up to him to use as he wished. She bucked her genitals up at his loins with hard, bruising force, her mouth falling slackly open, her nostrils widening, an almost shrieking squeal oozing out of her as she slammed herself forward onto his thrusting pike, clinging to it as if her cunt had little suckers in it, ravenously milking the fucking penis.

Renee's thrilled, rapturous climax triggered Larry's orgasm. She felt her tight pussywalls close in around the throbbing penis as warm gushes of viscid delight flooded around his pounding cock as she bucked her genitals up at him with bruising force. Her body jerked and lurched under his, spasming madly, insanely, the inner mouth and flushed lips of her anguished pussy feverishly tugging at his throbbing cock, her breath laboring in short, spasming gasps. She could feel the wild twitches of his expanding cock in her cunt, sensing the fluid inside suddenly racing up the length of it in stimulating ecstasy. Larry's long, lean frame shuddered, stiffened, and then the girl felt the hot spurts shoot from the tip of his penis into her soft, anxious, receptive belly. Flood after flood gushed into her.

So that's how it comes out, she thought, thrilling to the sensation of the burning penis. She felt the gush pour into her tight twat, flooding her cervix, inundating her womb as Larry growled, "Aaaaannnnnggggghhhhh!" and jerked convulsively again and again, repeatedly splashing more jism into her.

Renee was confused by the quick way he pulled out afterward. She had wanted to lie there and relax with him, but he tugged on his clothes and ran, so she got up and got dressed leaving the park.