Norma Egan - Virgin in heat

All the cold glamour of the beauty pageant scene had taught her that what she really wanted and needed was a simple small-town life with Dick. She'd been with many wealthy and well-known men, but she hadn't loved them and they hadn't loved her. She knew now that the only man who really mattered in her life was Dick.

Wendy tidied up the apartment and put on clean jeans and a prim cotton shirt. She brushed her thick glossy brown hair straight down her back, the way Dick had always liked it. She didn't need any make-up. Dick had never approved of it. At eight o'clock she was waiting for him, happy and excited.

He was right on time. When Wendy opened the door and saw him, she gave a delighted little cry and threw herself into his arms. He was just as she remembered him, tall and well-built and handsome. She didn't mind that his brown hair was unfashionably short, didn't mind that he had no fortune or fame. All she wanted was to be with him again, this time for good.

Dick gave her a squeeze and released her, then looked her over. "Well, well," he said, "so this is the famous beauty queen? I expected you to be wearing diamonds and an evening dress."

"I didn't think you'd be impressed, Dick," Wendy said shyly. "I decided to dress just like I used to. Please, come in and sit down. I'll make coffee."

"I'd rather have a beer, if you've got any," Dick said, lounging on the couch.

"Oh, of course," Wendy said. "I'll join you." She was surprised. Dick had never shown any interest in alcohol before. But she was glad he'd requested it. She was dying for a drink herself.

She opened two cans of beer and brought them to the couch. She handed Dick his and sat down beside him and said, "Well, how have things been with you, Dick? Everything's gone okay, I hope?"

"I can't complain," he said after taking a big pull on his beer. "Got promoted at the factory. Got a new car. Of course all that kind of stuff must seem pretty boring to you, after the things you've done."

"Oh, Dick, let's just forget about that, okay?" Wendy said. "You were right in the first place. I should never have entered that contest. I should have stayed right here where I belong – with you."

She gave him a melting look, and it wasn't faked. Dick had always turned her on like crazy, and now he excited her more than ever. She felt a hot wet horny sensation in her pussy just from looking at him, and she became almost unbearably aroused when she imagined fucking him for the first time.

Dick grinned and set aside his beer and swept her into his arms. As he started to kiss her, Wendy felt her aroused cunt gushing a big glob of steamy juice that moistened the crotch of her panties. Last time she and Dick had been together, she'd refused to go all the way with him. That seemed a million years ago. She sure as hell wasn't going to hold out tonight.

"Ummmmm," she sighed.

She clung to Dick, running her hands eagerly over his big hard body while he worked his wet hot tongue deep in her mouth. No man had ever excited her so powerfully. They were only kissing, and already she was quivering with lusty need. She returned his kiss, thrusting her little pink tongue back and forth over his tongue.

Then Dick reached for the buttons of her shirt, and Wendy didn't try to stop him.

He went on kissing her, deeply and hungrily, while he unbuttoned her shirt. Last time he'd been inexperienced and clumsy, but this time he didn't falter. He had her shirt open and off in a matter of seconds. Then he broke the kiss and admired her big ripe breasts as they strained at the tight confinement of her little blue lace bra.

"Pretty fancy underwear," he teased. "Same rich dude give that to you?"

Wendy laughed and said, "Oh, Dick, don't be silly. I treated myself to a few new things while I was away, but I haven't changed all that much."

"Oh, yeah?" he grinned. "Let's see."

Deftly he reached around her and unhooked her bra. The flimsy little garment popped open and released her large melon-shaped breasts which poked out saucily, the little brown nipples just grazing Dick's shirt. He tossed her bra carelessly on the floor and grabbed her big creamy-pale jugs.

"Oh, God, Dick," Wendy gasped.

His touch was rough but exciting. He first cupped her heavy firm tits in his work-callused hands, then squeezed and molded the sensitive silky globes. Wendy leaned back against the couch and watched him play with her tits, her horny little cunt burning and creaming with excitement. It aroused her hotly to watch his strong hands squeezing the soft pale flesh of her boobs.

"So have I changed?" she sighed.

"Your tits sure haven't," Dick chuckled. They're just as great as ever.

Wendy blushed slightly. Dick had never used crude words around her before. He seemed to have grown older, harder, in the few weeks they'd been apart. He seemed much more of a man, not a boy. He handled her hot silky tits with hungry confidence.

Then he pushed Wendy down on her back and lay down beside her. He cupped her left breast and squeezed it up taut and pointed, bringing the soft light-brown nipple to his lips. His wet red tongue darted out, and he used the slick hot tip to tickle her tender little nipple. Wendy felt another hot burst of cream from her aroused twat.

"Oh, Dick," she sighed, "you've always gotten me so excited."

He paused in his hungry nipple-licking and laughed. "Yeah, I really got you turned on that last night we were together, didn't I?" he said. "We almost went all the way."

Wendy cast him another hot melting look. "It's not too late for that yet, Dick," she said huskily.

He just grinned and went back to tonguing her tender little nipple. Wendy could feel little bunts of pleasure running right down her body, from bar highly receptive nipple to the drooling little mouth of her cunt. Her whole pussy was swelling with arousal now, growing plump and hot and moist.

Then Dick suddenly popped her nipple into mouth and began sucking loudly on it.

"Oh, God," Wendy gasped. "Yes, Dick, suck my tit. I just love that."

If Dick was shocked at her language, he didn't show it. On the contrary, it seemed to excite him to hear her talk dirty for the first time. He sucked faster and harder on her dainty little bud, his hot saliva bathing her nipple deliciously. Soon the crotch of her panties was soaked with steamy cunt-cream.

Wendy panted as she felt her nipple going stiff and erect in his mouth. Dick sucked on it a little longer, lashing it with his slick tongue-tip, then released it. The shining bud, the color of coffee and cream, stood straight up, rigid and bumpy. Her other nipple was still soft and smooth.

"They don't match any more," he chuckled. "Guess I have to do the other one, too."

"I'd love that, Dick," Wendy sighed.

She lay back limp and submissive as Dick took her right nipple into his mouth and began to suck loudly on it. As far as she was concerned, she belonged to him totally, and he could do anything be wanted with her. For too long she'd been giving her lovely young body to men she disliked. Now she was giving herself to a man she loved with all her heart.

While Dick sucked hard and hungrily on her tender little nipple, Wendy reached out and unbuttoned his shirt. She was glad he was wearing a T-shirt. She only had to unbutton him, and then she could rub her left nipple against the crisp brown hairs of his chest. It tickled and yet it was hotly exciting.

It occurred to her that she and Dick had never seen each other naked in the light. She was certainly going to do something about that. But she didn't intend to rush. She wanted to prolong and savor every delicious second of their first fuck, and she sensed that Dick felt the same way.

Finally he released her second nipple, and it popped wetly from his mouth to stand erect and gleaming just like the other one. He gave her big hot silky tits one last hungry squeeze, then reached for the zipper of her jeans. Again Wendy didn't make a murmur of protest. She wasn't the shy and modest virgin of last month. She was an experienced lusty woman, and she could hardly wait to take Dick into her bed.