Ginger Craft - Overripe

Mark grabbed the bottom of her pink sweater and whipped it to her neck, revealing her flawlessly molded breasts… the firm, naked, white titties he had dreamed of. The angry pink nipples were extraordinarily long, quite hard now. Her skirt was up around her waist and the panties clung to her ass and crotch as she thrashed about, her long thighs scissoring. The puff of her copper colored cunt hair was quite visible underneath the sheer panties. She could feel the frantic, jerking bulge of Mark's cock as he rubbed it against one creamy thigh.

As Julie thrashed and writhed under the excited boy, her breasts jiggled and trembled, her nipples sprouting high. His hands cupped them, squeezing and kneading, as if they were the very first ones he had ever seen in his life and wasn't going to take the chance of them getting away.

"Ohhh," Julie murmured throatily. "You're so rough with me! You're hurting me, Mark! Ohh, but don't stop… not now! I love it… love the way you dig into my tits! Ahhhh, it feels so good… so fucking good!"

The boy felt the ripe hardness of her breasts, pulling at the sensitive nipples, at those bloated appendages with rampant desire. His hands moved over the creamy, thrusting mounds, molded them as his excitement grew until it almost overwhelmed him. He squeezed hard, his fingers digging harshly into the yielding flesh. His eyes blazed hotly as he watched his manipulations, and again his lips fused with hers in a deep, desperate, tongue-lashing kiss.

Julie drank from his mouth with wild abandonment, tasting his tongue, sucking it as he stabbed in and out of her mouth. Their knees rubbed and thighs probed, and as she parted her legs wide, the hardness of his still concealed cock jabbed against the pantied covered lips of her steaming cunt. Julie moaned at the touch and shot her ass up from the couch, grinding her cunt against him, rotating and writhing her body.

Julie tasted the warm saltiness of blood from the violent kiss, and she didn't know if it was his or hers; she didn't give a damn. Her lips hurt beneath his, yet the roughness of his hands and mouth gave her a fantastic thrill. She ground her pelvis at his, and they both gasped as the kiss broke. Her thighs lunged up at him, and she whimpered with swelling lust as her cunt banged up and down against his cock.

Mark began to feast on her breasts, licking and sucking like a thirsty animal. Julie thought her breasts had never been sucked with such hard greediness before, and her mind soared with the total passion he created in her.

"Yes, oh yes!" she hissed through clenched teeth, holding his head down on her swollen breasts. "Suck my titties! Ohhhh, God… lick my fucking titties! Ahhhhh, fuck… bite my nipples… bite those little bastards! Chew them… chew the fuck out of my goddamn nipples! Kiss them… suck them… lick them… chew them! Ooooooo, yes! God, I love that! I love it when my tits are sucked! I love it… love to have my titties sucked and licked!"

Mark was beside himself as he hungered over the sugary breasts. His tongue fluttered and licked, tasting one nipple then the other, only to swipe the flat, creamy surface all around.

"Your tits are… are beautiful, Julie!" he cried out in passion, unable even now to believe he was actually sucking them.

"Suck them!" Julie gasped, arching her back and shoving her breasts against his lips again. "Ohhhh, shit… lick my tits! Suck my nipples! Ohhhhh, do anything you want… any fucking thing you want with me!"

Her breath hissed as his mouth plunged down and it seemed as if he were intent on the impossible task of swallowing each one in turn. His lips opened wide to suck as much of each tantalizing breast into them as he could, his tongue wiggling and lashing at the stiff peaks. He used his hands to cup and squeeze, to mold them into his mouth. Julie whimpered and gurgled with intense pleasure, jamming her naked thighs against his hips as she writhed and thrashed beneath his body. His lips, leechlike, clung to her nipples, rippling them, covering the velvety tips with hot, wet kisses and sharp little bites.

He continued to nurse at her breasts like a baby after a mother's milk, and Julie thrilled to it, loved the fantastic excitement that his hungry mouth created inside her steaming body. He was so artless, so rough, and he couldn't seem to get enough of her breasts, and she loved it, loved the pain and the pleasure. He was making wet, sloppy sounds at her titties, burying his face into the deep valley, holding them close to his face, licking and sucking desperately. His teeth bit painfully at the turgid nipples, sending shivers of passion through her, making her sob in delight. Still, she continued to jam her breasts up into his avid mouth, raking her sharp nails across his back. Never had her breasts been so deliciously abused. She was wild with passion, her mind blank to all but the overwhelming lust, her body aflame, and she stabbed her pussy up and down, bouncing her ass wildly on the cushions of the couch.

Julie spread her legs wantonly, the clinging crotch of her lacy panties drenched with the oozing juices of her twat. The lips of her snatch were very swollen, saturated. The boy still gnawed at her breasts. Blood hammered in her temples. She was driven close to insanity by this young boy's lust for her.

"Mark… oh, Mark!" she wailed loudly. "We've got to… to do something! Take my panties off'! Ohhhh, please… tear my fucking panties off me! Hurry, rip my goddamn panties off my fucking cunt and screw me! Fuck me… fuck me, do you hear?"

"Fuck you!" he croaked. "Yes… oh, shit! Do I ever want to fuck you, Julie!"

"Then do it, goddamn you!"

He grabbed at her flimsy panties, yanking and tearing at them as he tried in his eagerness to pull them from her twisting hips. The frail nylon ripped into two pieces, falling away, revealing the swollen, hair-rimmed pussy to his bulging eyes. The copper hair lining the puffy lips was matted, and he could see the protrusion of her inflamed clitoris standing up from the moist folds. He ripped down his zipper, hoisted out his straining cock. Julie gazed down at his prick with feverish eyes, but she had enough vision to see it was a quite nice cock, long, thick, and most importantly to her, hard.

"Hurry," she whimpered. "Stick your cock in me! Stick that beautiful cock up my cunt! Ohhh, stab my fucking pussy… stab my hot cunt with that beautiful prick! Fuck me… fuck me, Mark! Fuck..

"Yeah!" he grunted. "Fuck… fuck… fuck… he chanted incoherently, holding his cock tightly with the expression of a crazed boy.

Then, without removing his pants, his cock sticking from the gaping fly, befell atop her again. Her sweater was still about her neck, and her miniskirt was a thin red band at her small waist, her naked ass heaving with lust. Neither of them wanted to waste any more time by getting out of their clothing.

His swollen cock bumped at her widely spread thighs, missing the hair-framed hole of her pussy. Julie yelped in passion, darting her hand down and taking hold of his cock with burning fingers. For just a moment, she jacked back and forth on it, her eyes rolling loosely in her head, her tongue hanging out like a panting animal. Then she pulled his prick with desperation to her steaming twat. She was so hot in lust, her cunt so moist and slippery, his cock slithered into her body with effortless ease, all the way to his balls.

"Ohhhh, Christ! Ohhhh, shit! I'm in you, Julie! I've got my cock in your cunt!" Mark shouted, sounding awed, as if he would wake up at any time and find it had only been a wet dream.

"Yes, yes! You're in my pussy! Your cock is up my cunt!" she shouted back at him. "Mark… that wonderful prick of yours is in my hot, wet cunt! Ahhhhh… Ooooo, it's so good in there! So fucking good! Ohhhh, sweet… sweet cock! Darling prick! It's a beautiful cock, Mark! Long… hard… so thick! Oooo… it's good… good! Fuck me, Mark! Fuck me good! Yuck the piss out of me… fuck the shit out of me! Fuck me and make me come… make my pussy come and come and come!"