Charles Richards: The hot swappers

Gripping the strong shaft of his cock, Fernando moved the head down to the entrance of her cunt and let the head slide up and down the slitted channel, wetting it with the natural secretions which poured from Alice's body. Intentionally, Fernando brushed the bloated cock's head across the engorged protrusion of her clit, placed the eyelike slit which divided the head of his prick at the entrance of her cunt, and pushed gently. He felt the resistance of her tightly clenched muscles and pushed harder. He knew that she was inexperienced, but now the idea was dawning in his mind that she just might be a virgin, and the thought added fuel to his already burning desire.

Alice convulsed her body as she felt the first initial thrust into her channel. She didn't want to, but her body reacted independently of her wishes. Gaining a measure of control in her dreamlike state, she relaxed and felt the head of his love weapon slip into the groove of her sex. The tissues were stretched tightly with the fullness of him, and she gritted her teeth in preparation for his plunge.

Feeling her channel widen to accommodate his width, Fernando pushed again and felt the head slide into her well-oiled channel a little further. She was tight, tighter than any other girl he had ever experienced. He decided to enter her very slowly. Inch by inch, Fernando slowly, but steadily pushed his length into her wet cunt, feeling the tissues part before his intrusion. -The walls of her cunt gripped and squeezed at his entire prick, and he knew that he would have to exercise great care or he would come before he even started to bring her to orgasm. Further and further he sank into her body, supporting the majority of his weight on his elbows and knees. His lips were nibbling at her neck and earlobes as he pushed into her.

The feeling of his cock steadily and relentlessly stabbing into the depths of her body sent spasms of thrilling sensations rippling through Alice's system. Her entire body was alive. She knew that he wouldn't be obstructed by a hymen since that had been sacrificed to a thin candle when she was just entering puberty. It had hurt and the blood frightened her, but she recovered and now she was happy that she had become used to a foreign object in her vaginal tract. She circled his neck with her arms and raised her legs at the knees so that more of him could enter her. Placing her feet flat on the seat, she pushed her hips upward, urging Fernando to enter her more quickly. She was used to his filling width and wanted to feel the length of his rod ripping back and forth across her clit.

Understanding her silent demand, Fernando pushed harder, shoving the remaining inches of his cock into her body, and thrilling at the feel of her tight acceptance. He rested on her body, his prick buried in her hot clinging channel. Fernando didn't want to blow it. He wanted to enjoy her body for as long as possible.

Stroking the back of Fernando's head, Alice enjoyed the luxurious feeling of simple pleasure that coursed through her body from the filled channel of her loins. Fernando was just resting, just letting her feel the throbbing power of his staff. She accommodated him quietly and she felt nothing but pleasure at having his stiffened and throbbing member buried in her love channel. She wanted to feel him thrusting in and out of her body, his hips slapping into the softness of her upraised buttocks. She wanted this, but she could wait until Fernando was ready to bring her to new heights of joy.

Controlling his racing mind, Fernando exerted his mental grip to include the pulsating cock that was now resting deep within Alice's body. Reaching back with his hand, Fernando grabbed Alice's legs and pulled them forward. He raised his own body slowly at the hips, drawing out his cock. Her cunt seemed to be sucking at his prick as it moved slowly out of her channel. Fernando retracted until just the vermillion-tipped head was resting securely within her greased groove. Reversing the motion of his hips, Fernando started a slow downward plunge, reburying his cock inside the lubricant slickened slit. He felt Alice's hands clutching at his hair, letting it run through her fingers. She made little cooing sounds in his ear.

With her entire body churning with new-found pleasure, Alice was hardly conscious of her actions or the sounds she was making deep in her throat. Fernando was pumping his hot length of meat in and out of her body, and each stroke brought her to a new level of passion, each one more intense and convulsing than the last. She gasped as Fernando picked up the tempo of his thrusting hips, and his thick pole like cock plunged in and out of her heated body, bumping across the swollen bud of her clitoris. She wanted it harder, she was almost ready now to feel the joys of complete and total fulfillment and she was ready-terribly ready. Alice threw her strong legs around Fernando's waist and locked her ankles, using her limbs to urge him to greater efforts. Her arms were circling his neck and she tugged his head even closer, smothering his cheek in wet, tonguing kisses. Her heels pounded into his back.

Gritting his teeth in preparation for what was to come, Fernando responded to her urging and lengthened his stroke, jabbing his cock into her with long, hard, fast strokes. He felt as if he were a human pile driver. A thin line of sweat popped out on his upper lip and he wiped it away with a quick lick of his tongue. Running his fingers in Alice's hair, turning her head to his, Fernando kissed her with his tongue probing and seeking all the tiny niches of her wet mouth.

Alice was thrusting her own tongue at his with fierce abandon. She was starting to thrust back at him with her hips, setting the pace of his own thrusting with the pounding of her heels on his back.

With her mind screaming at her, Alice rose higher and higher on the tides of passion that were washing back and further across her entire body. Her guts were churning and twisting in impossible shapes of tortured desire. Her slit seemed to be on fire, and the fire was moving through her body in pulsating waves. She was totally engulfed in a blanket of warmth which throbbed through her with every new thrust of Fernando's hips. Little images of color were starting to flash before her eyes. The colors were changing and swirling before her tightly closed eyes in ever-changing patterns. She was close, very close; it wouldn't be long now before she was a real woman.

Fernando felt the quaking in the end of his cock and knew he was about to come. He didn't try to hold back since Alice was twisting and turning in a delirium of delight and he was sure that if she weren't already in the throes of orgasm, she was close. He increased his plunging, jabbing thrusts, pulling her legs even higher on his back. He was going deep, as deep as he could.

An explosion seemed to rock her insides, right in the center of her body where the head of Fernando's penis stopped its downward plunge. Warmth rippled through in regular patterns across her flesh with each succeeding wave hotter than the last. Her toes curled down, and she could feel her racing heart beating with thunderclaps against the flimsy shell of her rib cage. Alice's breath was coming in sighing gasps. Brilliant star shells of varied colors exploded before her eyes, with colors melding into brilliantly hued patterns of churning clouds. At last Alice knew she was a woman.

Sweat dripped off Fernando 's nose and dropped to the seat. His hips were rising and falling like a runaway oil pump. The throbbing heat at the head of his cock was increasing and he could almost feel the come racing through his system to gather hot and creamy in the base of his cock, ready to spurt forth. His head spun with the tightness of her cunt and the violence of her spasming orgasm. He was sure that Alice had just come and was building herself up for another. He pounded into her body with such force that they made a splatting sound. Tiny pockets of air, trapped between their tightly pressed bodies, would suddenly find a small crease and sputter away like a long rolling fart. The sound had always amused him, but he was too close now to let it distract him. Suddenly swelling, the head of his cock bloated with a new load of fresh blood, and the come raced down the last tube running along the underside of his cock. Fernando felt it starting and thrust as deeply as he could into her flesh, then held himself tightly against her body so his entire prick was sheathed in her channel. His come spurted out in a long throbbing pulsation of his prick. The release of pent-up tension was so tremendous that Fernando groaned into Alice's neck. Again he spurted, splashing her inside cavity with his thick creamy offering. Twice more his come, spurted into Alice's body, each diminishing in power from the last. Fernando regretted the feeling of his prick shrinking, even though the muscles of Alice's wet, come-filled cunt were rhythmically milking the shrinking length of it. His body was bathed in sweat, his muscles ached from the strain of his coupling, but he was happy. Fernando was a man again.