"The naughty virgin" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kellerman John)

CHAPTER SIX

Martha parked her sports car a block away from the boarding house where David lived. She knew what an old crank that woman was who ran the place. Martha pitied the pretty brown-haired teenager, Lana's niece. Wasn't her name Rebecca? Yes. David had mentioned it once or twice. Rebecca seemed awfully shy for someone with her good looks. It had taken college to open her up.

"Yeah," she grinned, flicking off the ignition of her MG. "It sure opened me up all right."

It had been halfway into her freshman year when she'd lost her virginity. David had been kind enough to see to that. And he'd been kind enough to see to a lot more in past months. But Martha felt that a certain amount of boredom had set in. She wasn't all that experienced, nor was David. He had a couple of positions in his repertoire and used them over and over. He also had, a penchant for fellatio. Martha hadn't liked the thought of cumin her mouth at first but when David had shown such pleasure, she'd taught herself how to gulp the spurting cream without choking. She'd taught herself a few tongue techniques too, watching his reactions closely and remembering what pleased him most.

But even this hadn't really brightened up their sex life that much. Martha was beginning to wonder if their relationship was growing a bit stale. Well, even if it was, David could make her come. Most of the time. And at nineteen, Martha couldn't dismiss the throbbing, thrilling torment of hot climax under the thrashing body of a good-looking male. She had to learn something before she found that special guy.

It was still too early for the landlady to be up when Martha came quietly up to the back door of the big old house. She could see David's window and a tingle of anticipated sex went through her mound. She opened the door and slipped into the empty kitchen. The house was still. Smiling, she crept softly to the stairs and went up them, pausing at the top to make certain she wouldn't be discovered. David's door beckoned. She let herself into his room and turned the key to give them privacy. By now her cunt had begun to dampen the crotch band of her panties. There on the bed David was sprawled, his legs out from under the sheet, his lanky body naked.

Her misgivings about carrying on a boring relationship with a male she didn't love quickly vanished as she felt her breathing quicken and her heart begin to pound. Martha peeled off her tennis shorts and panties together, not bothering to untie her jogging shoes. She peeled her top up over her head next and glimpsed her reflection as she hesitated before the mirror. She had a perfect build, her breasts in proportion to the rest of her, her blonde hair falling loose and long around her shoulders. A tangle of tightly curled fluff almost hid her cunt but she could see the dark-pink line of glistening flesh where she was beginning to swell open. She dipped a finger slowly across the yearning flesh.

"Uhhhh," she breathed, watching the handsome young man sleeping on the bed. His cock was partly erect. A piss hard-on is what David called it. She liked to fuck his piss hard-on because it lasted longer. When he got up to relieve himself it was like flicking a switch. He'd come almost as soon as he got it in her.

Martha sat gently on the edge of the bed and curled her fingers around his cock. She began to massage him gently, lightly kissing his small male nipple. David smiled and turned to look at her.

"Morning, Martha," he drawled.

"Don't you have it easy?" she said, pretending to be miffed. "I drive over here early as you can make cummy in my tummy without your funky landlady raising hell."

"Aw, kiss me!" he said. They kissed, but Martha was more interested in having his rigid cock inside her. And it was right now. Her working fingers had brought the hot blood pulsing in. His glans was swelling even as she watched it. Turning from a pale blue to a much darker hue. She bent forward to let her wet lips brush the lobes along the bottom. David sucked in a breath.

"Hey, it'd be neat to do something different today," he said, touching her soft, blonde hair. She cuddled against him a little.

"Like what, evil man?"

"Ohhhh, I don't know." His fingers curved around white bottom. He squeezed each plump cheek as she cooed and nuzzled against his chest. When one finger found her rectum and lightly pressed against the taut, dry place, Martha gasped and jerked in shock.

"You're kidding."

"God, Martha, don't freak out. I was just thinking of what some guy told me. He says that's really a nice way to do it."

"Fuck a girl's…" Martha couldn't even say it. It sounded wrong to her. And it wasn't that hole she wanted filled. It was the other one that ached to be reamed out.

"Let me! Come on, Martha, I won't hurt you."

"It's so dry. And anyhow I don't think you'd fit."

"Hell, how would you be able to take a…"

"Oh stop talking like that, David," she snapped, sitting up. "I mean, I'm no prude, but isn't that a bit much?"

"I've got something to make it go in easy."

Martha pushed hair back from her forehead and stared at him. "You really want to, don't you? You really want to fuck me in my ass."

"Yeah, Martha. I do." He squeezed her shoulders. "Come on."

Martha rolled onto her belly and put her face against David's pillow. He seemed overjoyed and excited. She heard him bustling around the room. When he sat on the bed again, he had a jar of something.

"Just relax, baby," he whispered, unscrewing the lid.

Martha closed her eyes. She was a little shocked by all this. It still didn't seem quite right. But when a boy was so insistent, it was hard to resist. For no special reason she thought of the landlady's niece sleeping innocently a few doors away. What would that shy, long-legged creature think if she knew what was happening?

David's finger slipped into the crevice between her asscheeks and she groaned as he smeared something greasy against her rectum. He petted and spread the lubricating gel until, despite her aversion to what he had in mind, Martha began to grow a little excited. When he eased his forefinger into her pinched hole, she gave a squeal of surprise.

"It's not so bad, is it?"

"I don't know. It sure feels weird." Martha noticed that David had a rock-hard erection. It was obvious that he was very worked up about this little new little game. He'd probably been planning it for days.

"You look so big," she gasped. "I know it's gonna hurt."

"Does my finger hurt?"

"It's lots smaller."

"Here, I'll use two. Get you loosened up."

"Uhhh, ohhhhh, David, stop! That feels… weird!"

"Good?"

"Kind of. No, it doesn't feel right."

"Easy, don't fight me. Just let it relax."

"It won't relax! It keeps squeezing when you do th-th-tha-ah-ah-at!"

"I can imagine how it'll feel when you're squeezing my cock like that."

Martha sulked. "Isn't my cunt tight enough?"

"Oh sure," David laughed. "But this… Oh Jesus, I can't wait."

Martha half rolled to her side. "I don't know whether I'm ready for this little idea of yours."

"Hey, just take it easy. Come on, roll over again."

With an exasperated sigh, Martha got onto her belly again and tried to relax. Yes, it did feel kind of good. In a perverse way. David's finger eased her rectum wider and then he inserted two again. He moved them in and out, widening the gap as she made growling sounds deep in her throat.

"Ohhh, ohhhhh God, David, isn't that enough? You don't want to fuck me there, do you?"

"Oh yeah, I've got to get my cock in." He kissed her back as he rolled his body onto hers. She felt his belly against her pert asscheeks. She felt him smearing grease on his cock. Now he was pressing it gently between the soft cheeks. Instinctively she tightened against him and his glans slid across her closed hole.

"Please let me in, darling," he breathed against the nape of her neck. He pressed gently against the tiny, well-lubricated opening. Martha kept closing her eyes and trying to relax. But whenever it felt like he might begin to slip into her, she couldn't stop her muscles from pinching shut.

"We can't do this!" she blurted at last.

"Okay, just rest for a second. We've got time."

David didn't wait long. Before she could get her mind straightened out about the consequences of their act, he was holding the fronts of her hipbones, thrusting in and out between her hot, white cheeks. And the streamlined barb of his cock was starting to hurt her a little as he forced against her rectum.

"Relax, Martha baby," he kept saying.

She forced herself to yield from the hard shoving against her asshole. And when she did, his smoothly greased tip started to penetrate her. She cried out but when the temptation to close herself came, she resisted and buried her face in the pillow. The ridge head of his cock popped inside her circle of muscles and David let out a shaky breath.

"Oh wow, baby; Jesus Christ, that's tight!"

"It hurts a little."

"I'll let you get used to it." He traced the graceful curve of her hips with trembling fingers. "Ohh God, you're beautiful."

"Uhhh, uhhnnnn!"

"See, it's not so bad."

"Ohhh David, it feels so b-b-big!"

"Like this?" He forced it deeper, his teeth closing on the nape of her neck. Martha flopped around as she sensed that swollen glans going deep, deep in her guts. The gel was making it so easy! She squirmed her hips, not really knowing what it was doing to David.

"Uhhnnn, he grunted, digging his fingers even deeper into her belly. Uhhhnn, God damn!"

"Am I hurting you?" she asked, panting faster now. It wasn't the same as getting fucked in the cunt, but the jerking and thrashing was stretching the flesh along her cunt enough to feel good.

"Just keep wiggling like that," David begged.

"Up and down or sideways?"

"Both! Oh Christ, do both!"

Martha rocked her hips rapidly and then began to plunge forward and back, her back humping and then arching sharply. She could feel the thick, hot shape of David's prick speared into the tight hole of her rectum. Her asscheeks caressed his balls firmly as she rolled her hips.

"Ohhhh, ohh God damn… ohhhh, Martha honey!"

"Is it good for you?" she sighed, feeling the slight tickle against her clit as he speared more frantically. She tried to concentrate on that tiny flicker of sex fire. David was squirming wildly against her back, his belly sweaty on her asscheeks and his big cock sliding in and out of her with sticky, greasy sounds. She let him have her completely, let him ravish her poor, virgin ass. But though the tickle of pleasure was there in her cunt, it wouldn't grow large enough for her to do anything with it.

"Harder," she heard herself gasp, wishing it was her pussy getting fucked.

"Baby!"

"Ohh David, ohhhh!"

"Hold on, hold on, Martha… uhhhh, I'm gonna blow my wad!"

Martha felt a prickle of anger as she sensed her boyfriend's nearness to orgasm. He was shivering now, like he did when he came in her cunt. He was jerking and drooling on her back as his cock pierced her hot guts again and again and again. She squeezed her rectum tight on him and he made an animal sound and fucked even faster.

"Yeah… yeah… uhhhhh!"

"Oh David…!" She tried to think of that glow around her clit. But that was all it was. A teasing glow which hadn't been rubbed enough, loved enough. She wiggled her ass furiously, rubbing her naked pubes down against the mattress, but David was oblivious to her pleasure, or lack of it. He was totally lost in stabbing his erect cock in and out of her rectum. It was a new, different way. He was enjoying the strangeness of it, the feel of her plump bottom pressing against his belly and loins. He stiffened and bit her neck again.

"David, darling…" Martha felt the sharp spurts inside her. She knew that the constriction of her rectum was probably making it excruciating for David. And he was acting crazy, flopping around like his prick had been caught in some strange sexual machine.

It was over quickly. David lay heavy on her back, panting, half unconscious with the exhaustion of quick, hot sex. She moved, easing him off of her. His cock was still firmly clutched by her insides but she didn't know what to do. She was a little ashamed of herself for letting him have his way. More than this though, Martha felt frustration. She was thinking of her own pleasure now. And realizing that she wouldn't get it either. Not with David milked dry like that. He always seemed to take his time about getting interested for a second romp.

"Well, take it out, can't you?"

"Yeah… okay." He eased back and his cock came free of her with a soft pop. Her rectum closed, keeping his spilled cum inside. Martha went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up with soap and water. She didn't feel quite so sullied after scrubbing dry with a towel and making sure that all vestiges of the lubrication were gone. But nothing could help the state of her cunt.

It throbbed like never before.

When she got a mirror and held it down between her thighs, her clit looked as if it had been stung by a bee. Its pinkness had turned to a dark ruddy hue and the hooded flaps that hid it were peeled back to expose a finger-like base. She wanted to rub it and bring herself off. But Martha knew that if she did that, she'd feel more guilty than ever. Masturbation was something she'd never been able to feel good about. Her parents had seen to that, especially her mother.

"Ohh David," she breathed to herself. "Why couldn't you understand how horny I get when I come over here?"

When she left the bathroom, David seemed asleep in the same position she'd left him. She touched his shoulder and he made a sound in his throat but didn't open his eyes.

"David, David darling?"

"Hmmm?"

"Want some company?"

"Sure. If you want." He seemed uninterested in further sex.

Martha almost smacked him right on the ass. But she contained her temper and went to find her dropped clothing instead. She jerked up her panties and shorts and pulled her short-sleeved top over her head. David was snoring softly when she wiggled her feet into her jogging shoes and opened the door to the hall.

"That's it for that sonofabitch," she muttered, starting toward the stairs. But a noise in the bedroom to her right, Rebecca's bedroom, made her pause. As she listened she knew she was hearing the unmistakable sounds of lust. And then Rebecca said something as if she were conversing with another person. Martha was drawn to the partly open door. Was this shy-acting nymph sneaking guys up to her room without her aunt knowing. It amused Martha to think of something so unexpected. But when she put her eyes closer to the open door, she found she was mistaken about another person. What she saw shocked her even more.

"Nice cock." Rebecca whispered, petting the long, rubber shaft. Martha could see that the device was a perfect replica of a male penis. Right down to the last detail of veins and wrinkled foreskin that formed a collar behind the glans. It was big, this thing, and it looked capable of giving a female plenty of penetrating pleasure. But it was the base of the dildo which seemed so strange. It was formed to fit tightly against a girl's vulva, so it appeared. Rebecca held the thing firmly in both hands as she brought her small, daintily curved lips against the tip. Martha pulled in a breath as she saw the girl's tongue flick out. Then she tucked her chin in and took half of the rubber phallus into her mouth. She sucked noisily on it, spit running down the sides. Martha had never seen anything so erotic in her life.

"Nice, hard cock!" Rebecca petted the spit drenched thing with her forefinger and once again inserted it in her mouth. This time she took it so deep that Martha could hardly believe it possible. She watched the young girl gag and quickly withdraw the dildo. But as soon as her belly had stopped quaking, she inserted it again and gingerly forced it deep like before.

Rebecca wore only a filmy nighty and it was obvious she had no panties on underneath. Since Martha had never seen her in anything but old-fashioned flannel pajamas, she guessed that this little piece of nothing had to be a gift. But a gift from whom? No guy Rebecca's age would be able to afford something like that. On the bedside table a splotch of red satin caught Martha's eye. They were panties, she saw at last. The sexiest panties she'd ever seen. And then she knew that somewhere in the city, Rebecca was hiding a sugar daddy. Because Martha knew the girl's aunt well enough to realize she'd never allow her niece to wear such things.

"Gonna suck you all the way this time," Rebecca said. Her voice was giddy and strange sounding. "Gotta get in practice for Nate. Gotta show Nate how well I've learned."

With wide eyes Martha watched the teen take the huge dildo inch by inch. Until at last it seemed that there was no more room in her mouth. But Rebecca tilted her chin out to make the angle of her throat less sharp. There was a sucking sound as the young girl's tonsils closed around the rubber glans. And then Rebecca took it the rest of the way into her throat.

"Chhhaaahh," she murmured, her belly heaving. But she kept it there, her tongue flicking along the finely detailed shaft. Martha remembered to breathe again. Her cunt was flooding juice into her panty crotch so fast that she had to rub her thighs together to smear the hot slickness against her clit.

Now Rebecca eased the dildo out of her mouth and lay back with her head propped on a pillow. The short gown fluttered down around her waist as she raised her knees and parted them. Martha was careful to remain in the shadows of the door but she could see clearly the swollen, angry membranes of Rebecca's young pussy. She glistened with wetness as she lowered the big vibrator down to brush the plumpness of her blond-furred mound.

"Oh hurry, Nate," Rebecca breathed, "come to get me, come to take me!" She rubbed the rounded tip back and forth along her crevice. Martha was holding her breath again as she watched the young girl ease the cockhead against her torn hymen and push up and in. There was the sound of slick folds sliding around firm rubber as the thing slipped into Rebecca's cunt.

It took Rebecca a few minutes to allow her body to adjust to the thick shape. But as she thrust in and out Martha noticed that more and more of the phallus was disappearing each time. Until at last Rebecca was taking almost all of it! And it was long too, long enough to make most full-grown women squeal.

"God, I never imagined this little nymph… this innocent little nymph was…"

"Ohhhhh Nate! Ohhh come to get me, Nate!" Rebecca murmured again. Martha had the distinct impression that the willowy girl was waiting for something to happen. Or for someone to do something. Just exactly what, she wasn't sure.

Until she heard the soft hum of the dildo. Rebecca's fingers had left the thing the moment before it had come to life so Martha knew that it wasn't the girl who'd turned it on. But who could it have been? She looked down the hall behind her, almost expecting to see this fabled Nate of whom Rebecca had just spoken. But the old house was quiet, the girl's aunt probably still sleeping as she did most mornings.

"Nate!" Rebecca moaned, thrusting the vibrating phallus deep into her pussy and closing her thighs slightly to hug it there. "Ohhh, you want me! You want me to come to you!"

Martha felt like she was in the middle of a science-fiction movie. She watched dazed as the pretty brown-haired nymph continued to fuck herself with the vibrator for a few more minutes and then extracted it slowly from her smoldering pussy. She kissed the juicy tip one last time, pushed it deep into her cunt and, after circling her thighs with the gold chains attached to the base of the phallus, she limped weakly to her dresser.

Martha realized as she watched Rebecca dress, that the device was meant to be worn. Someone had crafted the thing especially for this sort of use. And as it kept humming inside Rebecca's clasping pussy, Martha almost wished that thing was inside her!

It was all Rebecca could do to get dressed. And even then she did a sloppy job of it. But it seemed to Martha that she wouldn't be dressed for long anyhow. She ran a brush hurriedly through her hair and started for the doer. Martha hid in a nearby doorway but she was really in no danger of being discovered. Rebecca rushed past and went downstairs two at a time. When Martha heard the front door close, she entered the girl's room and went to the window to see Rebecca hurrying across the lawn to the big white car that idled at the curb. The door opened and she disappeared inside.

"Oh God," Martha said in the silence Rebecca had left behind. "What in hell is going on?"