Robert Vickers
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CHAPTER ONE

Vic's hand slowly wormed its way up under the short skirt Karen wore. Her flesh was cool, exciting. Vic felt his heart beat madly as he felt up his girlfriend. Karen was such a hot one he could barely believe his good luck.

He knew the stories about Karen Finney. The black-haired girl put out for just about anyone. But he hadn't really believed it could happen to him. Vic didn't think of himself as much of a stud, but his date tonight with Karen had changed his self-image a hell of a lot.

The teenager's hand stopped on its journey up to the girl's cunt. He squeezed lightly just above her knee. Karen wiggled seductively and snuggled closer.

"Is that all you want, Vic? To rub your sweaty hand on my leg?"

Her voice thrilled him. It also made him painfully aware of the throbbing cock hidden by his jeans. Each word she spoke made his prick jerk and pulse with added lust. He wanted to fuck this chick so bad it hurt!

Damn, did it hurt!

"Well," Vic admitted, "my hands are a little sweaty. But you're the one who's making them that way."

"Lover boy, why don't you just keep that hand moving on up my thigh? You might find something even wetter if you go far enough."

"And how far do you go?" Vic's voice trembled with his lust for Karen. It was a moonlit night. The moon showered them with all the light they'd need to fuck. Right now, Vic was hungrily drinking in the sight of the lovely Karen.

Her black hair surrounded the pale skin of her delicately boned face making her look like an angel – or a devil. Her milky-skinned shoulders hunched forward slightly in a silent body-language invitation to him. Her tits pressed contemptuously against the thin material of her peasant dress. From the two hard little lumps on the tips of her tits, it was obvious Karen wasn't wearing a bra.

Vic pulled his eyes away from the two aroused nipples to the trim waist and down further to the slender legs. His hand trembled. He found courage to continue the upward trip it had begun so many eons ago.

"Yeah, Victor, that's more like it. Fondle my pussy. Pet it all you want. It's drooling all over me. It… it wants something long and hard in it. Can you guess what?"

Vic swallowed hard. The stories about Karen he'd heard were true. She was a Goddamned nympho!

And he wasn't going to pass up this golden opportunity to fuck her cross-eyed either. People said that it wasn't possible to ever satisfy a real nymphomaniac. But he'd fuck Karen until she begged for more. Then he'd keep fucking her until she was exhausted. Until she couldn't possibly want any more of his quivering cock.

Then he'd fuck her again for good measure.

The teenager's hand stroked Karen's soft inner thigh. The silky skin made his hand tremble even more. He'd only had one other girl and it hadn't been like this at all. Mary had to be enticed into fucking. And even after he'd gotten her panties off and had begun to stuff his long dick into her tiny little cunt, she hadn't acted like she had much enjoyed it. Afterwards, it had been sort of grim. Both were quiet all the way back to town.

But Karen, lovely sex-hungry Karen, was a different trip. She was telling him exactly what she wanted. The foxy grin on her face left no doubt that she was enjoying every second of this. And would get off even more on fucking.

Vic hesitantly touched the sopping wet nylon panties. For a ghastly second, he thought she was in her period and bleeding or something. He yanked his hand away as if burned.

He held his hand out in the pale, ghostly moonlight and stared at his fingers. They were lightly greased with Karen's cuntal juices. The faint glow from the moon seemed to stimulate him even more.

Karen laughed. "What's the matter, Victor? Never seen real pussy juice before? Here. Look real close!"

Karen lifted her hips off the soft grass of the lawn, quickly slid off the wet panties and shoved her cunt upward for Vic's closer examination.

Vic almost blew his wad.

The wet slash revealed to him gleamed in the moonlight. The drops of cunt juice trickled down around the furry snatch. The deep, gaping hole seemed to beckon to him. It called out, "Stuff your cock in me! Hurry! Hurry!"

The youth broke a fingernail in his haste to yank down the zipper on his jeans. His cock snapped out of his trousers like the blade of an opening knife. Karen sucked in her breath at the sight of Vic's massive bludgeon of a cock.

"Wow! That's the biggest cock I've ever seen!" A hint of awe was in her voice. It made Vic feel proud. And his cock even harder.

Karen reached out and grabbed the shaft of prick in her fevered hand. She began to squeeze rhythmically on Vic's tool. Then the motion changed. The girl stroked up and down the eight-inch pole until she felt the big blue vein running along Vic's cock pulse and throb with lust. Lust for her!

"Oh, God, Karen, I… I… oh!" Vic collapsed back to the grass, unable to say anything. He was trying too hard to keep from creaming all over the girl's hand. Vic didn't want a hand job. He could get those from just about any of his girlfriends. He wanted that wantonly displayed cunt.

He wanted to be fucking in and out of Karen's gripping, juicy pussy with all his might. And Karen wanted the same thing. But on her own terms. When she was ready.

"What's the matter, Victor? Don't you like the feel of my hand on you?" She stroked up and down, feeling the heat of his cock radiating into her hand. The prick bucked and quivered like a race horse in the starting gate.

"Qu-quit it, Karen! Let me get into you!"

"Not yet." The girl bent down and stuffed the boy's cock into her mouth. She felt the knobby glans slip by her lips, then past her teeth into her mouth. Victor moaned and his hips twitched in reaction.

Having his cock buried in Karen's mouth was a brand-new experience for him. None of the girls he'd ever gone with would give head. But he didn't want a blow job! He wanted to fuck Karen!

Karen was deaf to the teenager's moaning pleas to let him fuck her hot, dripping cunt. She was going to suck on this tasty, meaty cock for as long as she wanted. Then and only then she'd stuff the dick into her cunt and let the horny boy fuck her.

She enjoyed toying with her dates. She loved tormenting them. It wasn't much fun after a while, but she did it anyway. Karen had found that all the guys in her high school class would do anything – anything at all – to get the chance to fuck her cross-eyed. After the first couple she'd let fuck her, Karen got the idea it might be fun to play with them like a cat plays with a mouse.

And it had been. She was soon able to string them out for a long time, promising, then backing off. Karen wasn't a cockteaser, not by a long shot. She always came through and let the guys fuck her. But it had to be on her terms. When she wanted, where she wanted. And she would call it off if she wanted.

Karen Finney had tried just about everything and she was growing bored. Getting the guys at Eight Miles High School to do what she wanted had become too easy. She was always prowling around for new thrills.

Right now, virgins were turning her on. Victor apparently wasn't a virgin, but it was obvious he hadn't made it with more than one or two chicks. His trembling hand, the way his voice broke when he spoke, the way he could barely restrain himself all gave Karen a real charge.

That he had such a monster of a cock was an added bonus to the girl.

And his cock was a tasty morsel, too! Karen sucked for all she was worth to take in as much of its length as she could. She raced her tongue around and around the purple cockhead.

"Ummmm!" she mumbled around the plug of cock in her mouth. Karen hadn't found a guy who tasted this good in a long time. Her agile tongue began circling and dancing around the sensitive tip of Victor's cock. When the tiny tip of her tongue tried to force its way down the pinprick hole at the end of his prick, Karen thought the boy was going to come.

She hesitated for a moment, then began her erotic mouthing again. This time, there was a tiny crystal-clear droplet at the end of Vic's cock. Karen swiped it up with the tip of her pink tongue, rolled it over her tastebuds, savoring the flavor.

Vic was getting ready to blow his wad.

Karen began pushing against the tip of Vic's cock with her tongue. She pushed his dick completely out of her mouth and looked down his length into the matted jungle of his pubic hair. She could see the sac containing his balls. It had collapsed into a small ball-laden globe just filled-to-overflowing with creamy, tasty cum.

The length of his cock glistened with saliva in the moonlight. It gave an added thrill to the girl. She had become jaded, tired of the usual, and had to have something different each time she made love or she just didn't get off.

Seeing the eight inches of Vic's cock glowing like some kind of fluorescent tube excited her. Karen felt added floods of cunt juice begin to trickle down her soft inner thigh. The itchy, burning feeling deep in her belly had returned. She knew that there was one way she could satisfy that need.

Cock, and lots of it.

When Karen looked up into Victor's contorted face, she knew that he'd be wasted in a few minutes unless she allowed him to start fucking her. Not that she'd mind in the least. The old feelings had come back to her belly. The emptiness. The lack of substance, the feeling that she had to be stroked and fucked wildly.

She lived to be fucked. It was the one thing that gave her life meaning.

"Are you about ready, Vic, honey?" she needlessly asked the aroused teenager.

"I'm ready any time. But could… could you suck a little more on it?"

Karen looked at the proud cock and saw that it had begun to deflate. She realized exactly what had happened. Vic was so aroused, so near getting into her that he'd become scared that something might go wrong. He might not perform well. He might not be able to keep it up long enough to satisfy her.

It had frightened him to the point where he was losing his hard-on.

"Sure, darling, anything you ask!"

Karen didn't care. In fact, she wanted a bit more of Vic's cock in her hungering mouth. She reverently took the drooping dick between her lips and began to suck. Just the tip received the full suction. With a practiced ease, the girl began to pull the entire length of his cock into her mouth a little bit at a time.

The purplish knob of Vic's cockhead slipped past Karen's moist lips to rest against her hard, pearly-white teeth. She felt a shudder of pure delight surge through the boy's body at the light touch of her teeth on his prick. She sucked harder.

More of his cock began to glide into the girl's mouth. When Karen's lips rested behind the broad head of Vic's prick, she began to run her acrobatic tongue around the tip of his cock once again. The girl felt Vic began to thrash about on the soft grass, grinding his hips in a circular motion.

Karen kept a firm grip on the teenager's thighs. She didn't want his shaft to flip out of her mouth. She was enjoying the taste too much. Her tastebud-laden tongue began moving slowly, sensuously over the underside of Vic's cock. The sensitive flap of skin received her full oral attentions.

Vic moaned out, "Gooood, oh, Chriiist, that feels so damn good! Keep doing it… ohhhh!" Karen didn't want the youth to talk when she was sucking him off. She inhaled and drew his entire cock into her mouth. It was immediately obvious to her that he had his full hard-on back. The cock in her mouth wasn't the least bit limp. It was long and rigid and throbbing with a lust that wasn't going to be denied.

The girl rolled her tongue around the meaty shaft, tasting it. The faint flavor of male musk excited her. Her nose was buried in the hairy jungle of Vic's pubic hair. She began wiggling her nose, crinkling it back and forth.

This excited the teenager as much as anything else Karen was doing to him. He loved the wet, rough feel of her tongue caressing his cock. The sensations ripping through his body when she drew her tongue back and forth across the underside of his cockhead were like Fourth of July fireworks exploding in his guts.

And her nose burrowing in his crotch was pure ecstasy. He had to have more of that!

But Karen had ideas of her own. She knew he wouldn't mind getting sucked off. His mind had changed entirely since they had begun their oral lovemaking. Vic would settle for second best.

But not Karen Finney! She wanted that long, lusty spike of man-meat reaming out her cunt. She wasn't soaking her dress with cunt juice for nothing! The girl wanted – needed! – more than to give some horny guy head.

She had her own inner fires to feed. That empty feeling had grown and threatened to devour her. She needed something to fill the gap between her legs. Her yearning cunt needed something to stimulate it even more. It needed hard, throbbing, vibrant all-male cock!

"Oh, Victor, Victor! Shove it inside me! Now!" It was almost laughable how fast and awkwardly Vic repositioned himself to get a good shot at Karen's cunt. The girl had leaned back, supporting herself on her elbows. She watched as Vic spread her legs with his hands, lifted her skirt to expose the dark, gaping manhole.

Karen rocked backward a bit to raise her hips. She felt Vic's cool fingers slip under her ass and lift her even more, then she shrieked.

Vic had plunged his cock full hilt into her cunt. "Oooohhh! God, that's nice!"

Vic only grunted. He was concentrating as hard as he could to keep from creaming the insides of this hot, tight, juicy cunt. The teenager hadn't imagined he could find himself buried in as tight a sheath of female flesh as Karen's. When she began massaging his hidden cock with powerful inner muscles, he had to swallow hard. His concentration was being ripped away from him by this hot-assed girl.

She knew all the tricks. He felt her cunt walls ripple and pulse around his throbbing cock, then clamp down with demonic fury. When the slippery cunt muscles relaxed, he didn't know whether to be grateful or to feel cheated.

"Go ahead, Victor, darling. Fuck me!"

Vic hesitantly began to stroke in and out of the clutching cunt. The friction from his initial strokes began to generate enough heat that he was becoming more and more aroused. His thrusts became more powerful. Deeper and deeper into the flaming interior he shoved his mighty cock. Soon, all the world around him was blotted out.

His entire universe was a tight, wet cunt into which he crammed his quivering cock.

Karen leaned back and enjoyed the feeling of Vic's eight inches searing into her guts. The empty feeling was being driven out of her slender body. Her tits heaved up and down as she began to breathe harder and harder.

The girl had to admit that Vic was something different from most of the guys she had fucked. He was longer and had more stamina. Most of the boys spewed out their jism at the sight of a naked cunt. At least Vic was able to restrain himself long enough to give her a damn good fucking.

"That's it, Vic! Thaaaat's sooo gooood!"

Vic grunted with the exertion. His hips moved back and forth like fleshy pistons. His cock was surrounded by hot, juicy cunt that gripped wildly at him. Heat seared his pecker, set fire to his balls. A few more seconds of hard, fast stroking, and he knew that he would be unable to keep from coming.

He grunted again. Then he felt the burning tide of his cum blast out into Karen's eagerly awaiting cunt.

"Keep fucking, you bastard!" the girl screamed. "Keep fucking me as hard as you can! Oh! Uuunnnghhh!"

The lightning-quick thrusts of Vic's cock into Karen's tight cunt continued. In spite of his coming, he continued fucking her with long, deep jerks of his cock. Karen felt the boy's cock shiver and throb far inside her belly. The warmth created by the friction of his fucking set fire to her cunt walls.

The fires spread and soon it was like a forest fire blazing at her belly. Her tits expanded, pressing the aroused nipples unmercifully against the thin cloth of her dress. Karen thought her boobs would explode. Her chest hurt from the rapid beating of her racing heart. The sound of her own blood pounded hard in her ears.

Everything conspired to bring the girl off. In spite of herself, Karen felt the crouching orgasm leap through her body. She felt the world spin and whirl and turn under her. Nothing mattered except the massive cock jerking and blasting out its jism in her cunt. All the nerves in her body screamed with pleasure. She no longer had the empty feeling.

Karen was soon released from the iron and velvet grip of orgasm. She saw Vic still cramming his hips back and forth, but it was a losing battle. His once proud cock had already begun to deflate. Soon, amid a flow of cunt juice and jism, his limp prick dribbled out of her cunt. The hose hung like a dead snake between his legs.

The teenager's forehead was covered with sweat. It gleamed like a beacon in the dim moonlight. But he was smiling. He'd just fucked the tightest, hottest cunt he'd ever found. Karen's cunt made Mary's look like the Holland Tunnel!

Karen was feeling good. She'd give the kid something to make him feel good, too.

"Oh, Vic! You're such a man!" It wasn't exactly true. Larry was a better lay. So were Fred and Claude. But what the hell? She could afford to be nice. Vic had a nice long prick and he'd given her just what she needed that night.

She could afford to be real nice to him.

Vic smiled shyly. But before he could say a word, a gruff, harsh voice snapped, "What the Goddamn hell's going on out here!"

A brilliant light speared the lovers. They were spotlighted as surely as if they'd been on a stage. Vic turned absolutely white from the shock of being discovered with his cum- and cunt juice-soaked cock hanging out of his jeans. Karen was merely annoyed. It was her father acting like the big-time parent again.

Vic stammered, "I, uh… good… good evening, Mr. Finney!"

"You slimy bastard!" was all the powerfully built man said as he towered over the pair.