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Chapter 11

The bulbous head of his prick bunted her slit, and she caught her breath. This was it!

"Be gentle… " she murmured. Her ooh shit-fuck me eagerness had given way to apprehension, which was more like a virgin might be expected to act.

Lincoln wiggled his cock, working her pussy-petals apart, and he nudged between the slick little labia, spreading them wider than they had ever been spread before. But this was only the beginning. As Linc pushed farther, Melanie's love-lips opened wider yet, and she gasped for a second time in quick succession.

"Ooooh, you're too biiiiig!" she exclaimed.

"Nonsense," he said. "The more cock, the better."

"But I'm too small to take it!"

"You'll stretch," he said, and pushed harder, dilating her cuntmouth.

"Ooooooooh!! she cried.

The tip of his prick was against her virginal membrane. He wiggled the pole with his hand, softening and lubricating her entrance before he made his plunge.

Melanie had sucked in her breath and was holding it. This was awful, she decided. No wonder she had wanted to remain a virgin! Why had she changed her mind?

It was too late to quibble about that, she realized, for Linc was pushing at the door, intent upon battering his way into her. She could only hope he would not be too rough.

When the end of his prick was settled exactly right in her spread slit, he pushed steadily but firmly.

"Yiiiiiiiii!" Melanie squealed, pain searing her.

Then her protective membrane burst, and the fullness of Linc's cockhead crowded into her narrow, never-before-entered channel, ballooning it immensely and making her feel grossly plugged. If this was fucking, she wanted to have no part of it, she thought in anguish as his cock bored deeper and deeper into her virginal passage while she whined.

But, unexpectedly, the pain and even the sense of fullness lessened as he gained deeper possession of her pussy. She could feel him up in there… going all the way up… but now it gave her more satisfaction than discomfort. A strange kind of satisfaction, it was-strange but right!

She wriggled a little around Linc's inrushing rod, helping him to give her more and more of it, until it seemed to hit bottom, and she gasped, "Stopppppppp!"

"You've got only six inches," he said. "I have two more to give you."

"Nooooooh! I couldn't take them!"

"Okay," Linc said. "I'll loosen you up first and deepen that little sheath."

He began to stroke slowly and carefully, in and out through the still-sore mouth of her vagina, rubbing the raw, ragged edges of her hymen. But the soreness didn't seem as important now as the pleasure which she derived, from the friction. Sensitive nerve-ends, which had never before been stimulated, thrilled to the stroking of Linc's hard, thick rod between them. The tip of her ditty got in on the act, as well, and it thrilled just as intensely as it had to the fluttering of a tongue-perhaps more so.

Linc deepened his possession of her with every plunge, his long cock gliding farther and farther up her tunnel of love, until he seemed to be reaching way up into the center of her belly, where she had, never really thought she would feel a cock. Her blue eyes were wide, her lips parted, as he masterfully fucked her, taking total possession. She felt his balls sock solidly into her crotch, and she knew that he was embedded to the hilt within her pussy.

His strokes became longer and more thrilling now, each one driving deep, nailing her with the entirety of his prick. His organ felt nothing like a nail, but more like an arm with a big, balled fist at the end of it, except that she could feel veins and ridges standing out. Each of these stimulated her pussynerves, driving her to greater and greater heights of passion.

She moaned and began to hunch, hardly thinking about it at first but merely responding instinctively, wanting more friction and all the cock she could get! She felt blissfully expanded and stretched by each of Linc's thrusts-so full of his hard, throbbing maleness!

She lifted her legs and wrapped them around him.

The frightened virgin of just minutes before began to fuck like a bunny!

Linc rode her with only slight restraint, now that he felt how she was responding. He plunged with zestful eagerness into her tight, slippery cunt. She cooed and quivered, writhing her wet warmth around him.

He covered her more closely, the hairs on his chest tickling her tits. His monstrous cock was like a fuck-machine, rocking her with his deep penetrating plunges. His balls, drawn up snugly now at the base of his rod, rubbed against her sensitive rim each time he drove home.

She panted more hotly. She squirmed. Her hips returned his frenzied fucking, stroke for stroke.

Melanie's natural sensuousness, which she had long sought to deny but which had burst into the open almost from the first moment she had come to work for the Townsend's, made a smooth transition for her change from virgin to fuck-loving mistress. Since she had climaxed a number of times by tongue and fingertips, she knew what to expect, and she surged toward what she hoped would be her warmest and most satisfying orgasm yet.

She wasn't disappointed. As Linc's cunt filling strokes came faster and faster, jazzing her clit-tip delightfully and stimulating every nerve end in her vagina, she gasped and bumped, clutching him and kicking. Finally she reached the pinnacle, and she clung there for a moment, as if contemplating the dizzy plunge before her. Then she took it, and she thrilled to the most deep reaching, wide-spreading surge of satisfaction she had ever received as she seemed to plummet down-down… downward through space, to land in a magnificent bed of fluffy cotton.

Linc pulled out, and his gigantic cock, which was tinged with her virgin's blood, jerked upward several times and pulsated before its puffed head shot out a spurt of milk-white semen which arced past her to splatter against the headboard. As he clutched his massive prick in his fist and stroked it, the second spurt flew lower, jetting between her tits and striking her on the chin. His third shot skimmed her belly, and then he let his prick go and it aimed higher but emitted only little ejaculations which arced a few inches and dropped to pool in and around her navel.

"Ooooooooh, God…!" she breathed.

"Glad you're no longer virgin?" Linc asked.

"Yesssssss!" she assured him. And she meant it! She was a total woman at last.

Though obviously proud of his conquest and pleased by its results, Linc had important matters to attend to. After going to the bathroom to wash up, he returned and got dressed immediately.

"Get a prescription for the pill," he advised Melanie. "I don't like having to pull out." She still had his sperm on her belly and neck some on a nipple, as well. "Does Bea mind if we do it?" she asked. "Fuck Bea!" he snorted.

"I'd rather fuck you!" Melanie said with a giggle.

"That's the girl!" He smiled.

Melanie was a bit disappointed. She hadn't expected love words or any kind of commitment. But it did seem cavalier of Linc to just fuck and run!

But should she be surprised? She, had known what sort of person he was all the time-selfish, demanding, ambitious, not caring much about the rights or feelings of others.

But with it all, he was charming! And he did have a perfectly luscious prick, Melanie reflected cozily as she continued to lie on her back in the center of the bed, too blissfully sated to move. Even the lingering soreness around her cuntal mouth didn't bother her. It was like a slight burn on one's tongue which might be received while eating a delicious meal. Never mind it!

Finally she got up and walked, still a bit dizzily, to the bathroom. After the mess Linc had left all over her, and between her thighs, she had some cleaning up to do.