"Sensual Family Nights" - читать интересную книгу автора (Seymour Frank)

CHAPTER TWO

"Oh, God!" cried the boy as he slammed his cock deep within the sucking, eager pussy. "Oh, Jesus! This is beautiful, wonderful! Agggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Jesus! Fucking Jesus! ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhbhhhhhhhhhh" It was just like he had dreamed it was better! The feeling was the most ecstatic he had ever known or imagined. The wonderful pressure of her cunt squeezed against his cock, his heart pounding with excitement as it raced at twice its, normal speed, the red force coursing deep into his cock to fill the interstices and make it swell into the mightiest tool of flesh that was ever made. Janet sobbed. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God! Help me! Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

He moved within the girl as his balls churned their seed, tucking furiously now as he rose toward his climax. He no longer paid attention to the girl beneath him, hardly realized that Janet was there, sharing this experience with him. His thoughts were empty, everything gone except for this wonderful feeling centered about his cock, the powerful pulsing sensation of his prick tearing its passage through her yielding flesh. "I'm cumming!" he cried again. "Oh, Christ! I can't I gotta I'm c u m i n n n n n-n n n n n nnoooooooggggooooo!" Belly slapped against teenage belly, Janet's ass driving across the blanket until now her head and shoulders were completely off the wool, resting on the grass. Darryl's sweat stood out against his back, trickling across his muscles to gather in a tiny pool in the valley where the base of his spine met the spreading globes of his tender youthful ass. He gasped for breath through his open mouth as be pounded into the girl with all of his strength.

"Christ In Heaven! Take me, Janet-feel my cock, feel me in you! Squeeze my. cock, make me feel you, feel you good! Yeah, do it, that's it! Do it! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Jesus! Jusus, My balls are melting!Fuck! Shit fuck! fuck me, damn you! I'm fucking you, make me feel your pussy, feel your ass! I'm fucking you!"

Janet gasped. "Oh dear God! Please, help me! Have mercy on me! You're killing me, Darryl-I can't stand it! I can't take it! Agggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

His cock was cooking in the heat of her cunt-oven now, the heat of their passion raising body temperatures toward the fever point, the hurt aching him, paining him terribly as his erection grew larger than ever before. The girl felt the probing head of his meat stick pushing deep through her cunt, into her womb, into her guts-until it seemed that he was slamming straight into the middle of her belly. There was no sensation of grass beneath her shoulders, of blanket riding up against her ass-there was only this wonderful fucking feeling, nothing else in the whole world strong enough to intrude, the two of them, boy and girl, cock and cunt alone together in this wonderful, beautiful joining. They worked together, moving back and forth until the blanket was twisted into a tight ball beneath them. The wool was soaked with the stink of their young bodies, the beautiful fragrant perfume of their tucking.

The boy felt his heart pounding, blowing up inside his chest until his body was no longer big enough to keep all of it inside. His ribs ached with the power of his fucking, the blood rushing into that powerful pounding engine that was working at the end of his balls.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck!"

His cock was too big for the rest of his body-it was bigger than the biggest cock he had ever seen, on the older boys naked in the swimming pool at the Y and in the high school locker room. It seemed impossible that all of that wonderful hot burning meat was part of him, was working to the rhythm of his hips. Some of those older guys liked to show off their hard cocks, proud Of what they could throw against a cunt-but right now Darryl knew that his prick was more than a match for the biggest of them. His cock would make any of them jealous as it reached now from his groin all the way through the girl's body to batter at her throat.

Janet sobbed. "Help me! Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

She felt his cum exploding into her, filling her with the wonderful juice of life-and now her body responded in turn, began to return measure for measure, juice for juice, the two life forces slamming against each other, filling the passage of her cunt and the shape of her womb until the liquids spilled over, spilled around the shape of the pulsating cock, and ran out across their joined groins. Her cum wet his balls as his juice wet her thighs, the two of them soaked with each other.

"What's happening?" she cried. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God! What a wonderful feeling! I'm in heaven! Fuck me, Darryl! Fuck meeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Christ! Oh, Christ!" He couldn't spare breath for the words but his lips shaped them anyway, hoarse grunts of pleasure, of triumph over her body.

They drove together one final time, the boy's cock pressed all of the way within the girl's cunt, the weight of his ass holding him within her, as the muscles of her passage rippled against him, draining him of the last droplets, moving the last of her cum by the shape of his cock. Her tits were crushed flat by the weight of his chest, the boy's chin digging against her throat as his ass trembled uncontrollably, the head of his cock pulsing even though there was no more to come from his balls. One final time they worked against each other.

And then they collapsed, drained, finished.

For several minutes Darryl lay, on top of Janet, each of them too weak to move, too drained of strength to separate. The boy's arms reached lifelessly along her body as Janet trailed her finger through the sweat on his back, then let her hands drop.

She moaned, and Darryl shifted his weight, moving his chest to her side. For several minutes his terrible erection remained stiff within the passage of her cunt, but the blood at last began to recede from his cock, the ramrod easing. He was still hard, although spongy now, his cock hurting terribly even though the most wonderful warm feeling filled his balls and his body.

The walls of Janet's cunt squeezed tighter as his shaft softened, creating a new pain for the boy's cock. With the detumescence came a shortening of his erection-length, the cockhead at last retreating from its farthest penetration. He softened further, and soon his meat was sliding across the juices that coated the walls of her cunt, lubricating his exit. His cock slipped out between her legs, the head touching two or three stalks of grass. The touch hurt sharply, and he shivered, rolling off her to lay on his back beside her.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She brought her arm down to touch him, found his hand and clasped it tightly. Their bodies moved closer together, touching along their entire length as they felt each other's heat, each other's sweat. She sighed again, and brushed her hair from her eyes with her hand, turning to look at him.

"We shouldn't have done it."

"Didn't you like it?"

He raised up on his elbow to look into her eyes. His hand moved to cup her tit, the girl writhing beneath his touch.

But she made no effort to push him away.

"Wasn't it good for you?" he insisted.

"… yes."

She had paused before answering, and the word was barely a whisper; but Darryl heard. He bent now to kiss her nipple, sucking it into his mouth. He knew that she didn't regret his having forced her. His soft cock still ached where it pressed against her thigh, and he lay back, aware for the first time that his shorts were completely tangled about his ankles. He brought his knees up to his belly, reached to slip the shorts off, and kicked them aside. He kicked off his sneakers as well and lay back, now as naked as the girl.

Janet rested her head against Darryl's arm, looking down the length of his body. She saw the soft shape of his cock resting across the hair nest of his balls. She stared at his meat, trying to reconcile the softness with the feeling of the iron ramrod that had torn her maidenhead, filling completely the channel of her cunt. It did not seem possible that the two organs were one and the same!

Suddenly she was aware of their nakedness. "Somebody will see us!"

"Who? Ma's at one of her meetings, and no one's home in your house-I saw Liz go out with her swimsuit. We're as safe as though we were lost in the woods. Old lady Willoughby's as deaf as a post, and she certainly can't see through that big, old weeping willow. And on the other side, the Hansons have gone to Disney World for their vacation. So who's to see?"

He caught the girl into his arms, and kissed her full on the lips. After a minute Janet responded, turning until they were facing each other, their bodies pressed together along their entire length. She felt the boy's sharp toenails against her feet, the shape of his erected nipples pressing into the flesh of her tits and between her legs, the stiff-hot, soft mass of his cock and his balls, his pubic hair rough against the smoothness of her thigh.

She sighed, and reached down to adjust his cock until it was between her legs, then moved her hand around his back. His softness lay across the slit of her cunt, but it was not growing hard again. It was a good feeling, just to be laying together and feeling the shape of each other against their nakedness.

They were silent for several minutes, Darryl's hand moving across her back to feel out the tiny curve, and find the shape of her ass. His touch was feather-light, and made her tingle.

"You really never did it before?" he asked.

"Couldn't you tell? You got my cherry!"

He giggled. "Yeah, I did, didn't I? But haven't you fooled around at all?"

"Oh, maybe… a little. But I never went all of the way before."

"Was it worth it?"

"Do you think it was?"

"Yeah!" he said, happily. "It sure was!"

"Did you?"

"Huh?"

"… ever do it before?" she completed.

He was silent a minute before answering, then, "No. Oh, I looked up a girl's legs a time or two, pulled down some panties-but I never dared go all the way."

"I'm glad," she said, sighing, and snuggling against him. "I'm glad you waited for me-that it was the first time for both of us."

Her hand squeezed the muscles of his back, moved along his side to cup the shape of his ass, and then dropped into his crotch to touch his cock. She stroked the soft tube with one finger, feeling the heat that was still in it, then pulled away from him to watch her hand take him in. She squeezed him, and a drip of fluid oozed from the hole in the cockhead to brush against the heel of her hand. She touched it with a finger of her other hand, spreading the fluid over the glands.

"Does it feel good?"

He winced. "It hurts!" She squeezed him again, and he reached down to save his cock. "Don't!"

Janet released his cock and lifted the shape of his balls. She hefted the eggs one at a time, balancing them in the palm of her hand.

Darryl sighed, eyes closing with pleasure as his hand cupped her tit and played with the nipple. After a minute he opened them again.

"Haven't you ever seen Jimmy's?" he asked, speaking of her twin. "I thought you used to share a room together."

"When we were real little, before Les and Liz were born. Ever since I can remember, I've slept with Liz."

He persisted. "But haven't you seen him?"

"Sure!" she said innocently. "Every day-at meals, and in school, and?

"You know what I mean!"

"You have a dirty mind."

"Which you like, otherwise you wouldn't be playing with my balls. Come on, Janet-have you seen Jimmy's cock? Have you played with it?"

"Oh, I've seen it once or twice," she gave in.

"Is it as big as mine?"

"I never measured him," she teased. "Maybe bigger."

"I don't believe you! And even if it is as big as mine, I bet he can't use it the way I can!"

"Do you want me to arrange a contest between you?"

"No, thank you! I don't believe in screwing before an audience."

"It's all n the family," said Janet.

"Your family, not mine. I suppose you'd invite Les and Liz, too?"

"Why not?" She giggled and touched his cock again. It was beginning to erect again, to stand out, rising toward its former eminence. She was amazed.

"Don't you ever get tired?"

"I take vitamins." Suddenly the boy was shy. "Do you want to do it… again?"

"No, thank you!-gosh, it must be getting late! I've got to get supper started."

She jumped to her feet, leaving Darryl stranded on the grass, his cock pointing straight up into the air-pointing toward her crotch as he shifted position to bring up his knees. But Janet ignored him, finding her bikini parts and tugging at the blanket until he rolled clear. At last he stood, reluctantly, and bent to pick up his shorts and his shoes. But be made no effort to put them on.

Nor did Janet try to dress herself. They stood a pace apart, naked, holding their burdens and conscious of each other. At last she turned away, and went toward the house, leaving Darryl with nothing to do but retreat toward the hedge. He didn't start away until she was on the porch, watching her retreating ass until the back door slammed as a final curtain to her nakedness.

The boy's cock bobbed forlornly as he moved toward the hedge and away from the scene of his conquest, the head still glistening with the last droplet of his cum that she had spread with her thumb. The hairs around his balls were wet with the mixed cum of their young bodies. As Darryl squeezed through the hedge, cock banging painfully against protruding branches, he whistled a tune of triumph.

Janet paused before entering the kitchen to drop her bikini into the basket of dirty laundry, and shook out the blanket. Her nose wrinkled as she smelled the scent of fucking. She stuffed it into the washing machine, adding soap, and starting the cycle. No point in letting Papa stumble across the proof of her adventures.

She felt deliciously wicked in her nakedness as she continued on into the big room beyond, even though she knew that what they had done on the lawn was not right, no matter how good it might feel. It was a sin-but if that meant she had to roast in Hell, then God didn't play fair! Despite the guilt, there was a pleasant ache in her gut, and a tingly sensation in her cunt and womb. How could something bad feel so great?

She'd worry about that later-right now she was hungry. She pushed into the kitchen and stopped, shocked, to see her sister at the work table, sipping a glass of milk.

"Hi," said Liz. "I saw what you and Darryl were doing."