Simone Suchler - An adolescent affair

He began bucking underneath her now as she continued to see-saw motion on his cock, jamming it so hard into her, when she came down on his belly, a deep grunt came from the depths of her throat. He felt great swirls building again in the depths of his testicles as she reached around behind her beneath her juddering buttocks and squeezed his balls in her tiny fingers, at the same time running her other hand over her breasts, first one, then the other. She paused each time to tweak a pink nipple in auto-erotic fashion, and the sight of it excited Joe Cortone even more. The beautiful young blonde girl kept her eyes shut and her lovely face was the picture of lascivious enjoyment as she continued the obscene act.

He groaned again and again, his lips pulled back tightly over his teeth in a wide grimace. Then he gasped as he bucked and jerked, feeling the beginning of the flood rising in his testicles. He kept his vision locked on the sight of his cock pumping in and out of her wetly clinging vagina as the hot sperm rose from his prostate and moved through the urethra in his pulsing rod.

"Ohhhhh…yyyyeeeeaaaahhhh!" he bellowed and began spewing forth into the burning, sucking depths of her tantalizingly young cunt. His body jerked from side to side as he poured endless gushes repeatedly into her seething depths, filling her with blast after blast of that which had been manufactured within him. His eyes remained locked on her lovely body, seeing the small breasts jump up and down in rhythm to the way her cunt slid up and down on his upthrust cock. She fucked insanely, even feeling his cock shooting, enhancing the feeling that much more for him.

"Good… good… good… " she gasped. "Keep coming… keep coming… stay harrrd… just a little longer… just a little longer… yesss… " she bellowed, and once again her cunt became a lock, squeezing and crushing the length of his cock with such pressure, for a while the blood in his penile sacs was unable to retreat, thus keeping his prick as solid as ever, almost to the point of pain as it released the last drops of ecstasy fluid into her seething succulence.

Joe Cortone was totally out of energy, and simply lay there on the bed. His body went limp, and little by little, so did his cock.

Jo Ann was convinced she had been right when she had told herself that one cock would no longer suffice. She needed more. The more she had, the more she desired. As far as she was concerned, she was doing nothing wrong in spite of the admonitions of her parents and the teachings of her church. It felt good, no one was getting hurt, and her own schoolwork in subjects she had hitherto been poor was suddenly showing a marked improvement. Yes, there was no doubt about it. Jo Ann needed sex. Her only problem was continually finding new sources. But at least he had paid her… fifty dollars.

Joe Cortone let her off a block from her home and drove away. When Jo Ann entered the house it was quarter to nine. Her parents would not be suspicious if only because the library closed at eight-thirty, and it would take her fifteen minutes, at the earliest, to get back.

There had to be a way to find an endless supply of men who were not only sexually good, but who were disease-free. It was quite a problem, and she decided Rita was the one with whom to discuss it. She had become very friendly with the older woman, and had even had another sexual encounter with her, feeling that much better for it.

She knew Rita would do anything to curry favor with her. Just as she needed Rita when there were no decent males around, so Rita needed her, because the woman was limiting her lesbian play to Jo Ann. After all, the more women who knew about Rita's bi-sexual ways, the better chance for Rita to be discovered. Rita didn't want that, and neither did Jo Ann.

The following afternoon, after the semi-annual lecture delivered by Joe Cortone, during which time the man had noticed her sitting in the front row, Jo Ann left quickly and hurried home. She saw Rita getting out of her car and about to enter her home and called to her. Rita waved back and waited for Jo Ann to approach.

The lovely blonde girl went to the brown-haired woman and explained how she was looking for a little security and some good cock at the same time. She wanted to be reassured she was getting prime penis, penis that was not diseased, and penis on which she would be able to count. Rita had been expecting this. One of the reasons why she had finally gone the less route with Jo Ann was to discover just how sexually aroused the girl was capable of becoming, and she had found out.

Although Rita enjoyed both kinds of sex, until her forays with Jo Ann, she had been faithful. Aside from the ever-increasing need for a lesbian relationship, another reason why Rita had done what she had done was the discovery that Nat, her husband, whom she had always believed faithful, had been cheating on her. Not being one of those stupid wives who confronts her husband with divorce, Rita had talked it over calmly with Nat, who had told her he was unable to help himself.

He also told her there would have been nothing he would have loved more than to let her make it a threesome, but first of all, the girls he had been fucking would object, and the two other men who were part of his Wednesday night bowling club would also object, since they had not done any bowling in years, but rather the three of them had used Wednesday nights for balling. However, Nat had told his wife, he would be able to convince his two friends to allow Rita to join in, provided Rita was able to find a girl willing to handle at least two of the men, Nat being one of the two, while Rita, herself, took on the third man, switching off in the first two weeks, and then taking on both of them the third week.

Now Jo Ann was ready, and so was Rita, so Rita told her about her husband's group, saying, "I warn you, Jo Ann, they're not exactly good-looking men. But from what my husband tells me, the other two are as good as he is when it conies to wielding "the big stick," and let me tell you, Nat is very good. So suppose we make it a five some, the two of us, and my husband and his two male buddies."

"Okay," Jo Ann nodded. It meant she would be assured of at least one good, solid fucking every week, and she was certain she and Rita would swing together another time during the week, which meant there would be only one or two other days during the week when she would feel the need for sex, and she had the feeling she would find either the right man or boy to fill in at such times.

So Jo Ann told Rita to tell her husband she was willing to be the second girl, just as long as two out of every three weeks she had the two men. In fact, at least once she would want to know what it was like to take on all three men, and Rita agreed.

Nat Elgiese was not a tall man. About five-feet-nine, he had almost no hair on top, with only dark-brown fringes over his ears. He wore glasses, and Jo Ann had to admit he really wasn't that much to look at, but Rita had assured Jo Ann that her husband was a wildcat in the sack.

They agreed they would all meet that same evening, Wednesday, at the Elgiese home. Jo Ann had gone over there, ostensibly to sit for Rita, with her parents' approval, but without their knowledge that not only were Nat and Rita still home, but they had two other male guests there.

When Jo Ann arrived, a little after seven, a simple blue dress and her topcoat, Nat let her in, and it was obvious the glint in his eye wasn't light reflected off his glasses. He was hungry for her.

He introduced her to two other men, and she was surprised to see one was Charlie Harker's father, Andy. Andy had a mustache, was big and burly, with the same intensity in his face his son had, but he wasn't nearly as hairy. True, he had more a belly than Charlie, but Jo Ann was willing to bet he also had more of a cock.