Ginger Craft - Overripe
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They were screwing with wild abandonment once again.
Julie felt a flaming ball deep within her body, ready to explode like a nova. She fucked him with a crazed hunger, as though she were reaching the very first orgasm of her life, her desire-wracked body driving at him powerfully.
"Fuck me, you wild little bastard!" she screamed, hunching against him. "Fuck me… fuck me… "
Mark's cock raced in and out of the moist walls of her steaming pussy like a jabbing stick. The pink ridges of her cunt clasped tightly to his pounding cock as it throbbed into her almost cruelly. Her ass circled, danced and quivered as he swiftly stabbed her. There were moist, suctioning noises coming from between their bodies, but they were oblivious to them.
Julie groaned and mewled like a lost child as she submitted to the ravishing cock. Her toes curled up and her thighs clenched him like a vise of flesh as she bucked and tossed.
"Ohhhh, fuck… fuck… fuck me!" she sobbed.
With mind-shattering speed, Mark's cock rammed at her, at the tender, moist lips of her twat, making the inner muscles there suck and bite and nip, and Julie loved every inch of it.
Mark gave a loud grunt, and began to spew his semen into her receptive snatch for the second time. Julie felt the thick, sticky semen wash into her pussy, and it started her climax. She squealed in delight as she came, puffing and gasping with the overwhelming pleasure. They both panted loudly into the powerful climax. The intense, gripping pleasure that brought release to them was profound for both, and as squirt after squirt washed her inner snatch, filling her, she fucked back at him with sensual, wild delight, rolling and tossing and twitching mindlessly.
He was crushed down on her, smashing her up tilted breasts almost flat with his chest, his cock spewing. He cursed and groaned and cried out with ecstatic agony as he came and came.
Julie's body shuddered and rippled as her whole being seemed transported into one huge, blazing orgasm. Every muscle, every nerve, every fiber of her being was tingling with the hot contractions.
Finally, the last spurt of come flew from the piss hole of his cock, and he collapsed heavily on her, panting with exhaustion, his body shaking. Julie hugged the thirteen-year-old boy against her breasts, covering his face with frantic kisses of gratitude.
"Oh, Lordy," she laughed happily. "You're insane… a real wild fuck." She sighed and kissed him again, running her hands through his hair. He was sweating, and his face was flushed from the exertion, but mostly from his excitement of having fucked his dream girl.
Chapter 6
Julie was so delighted with the young boy, she felt no need to search for sexual enjoyment over the next week. She was delighted to be his real live dream, and she felt proud to give him his dream. Being worshipped by a boy his age gave her more pleasure than she had ever imagined.
Mark remained out of school for over four days, and the two spent all that time together. Loving her from a distance the past year, he was an eager student, hungry for the things she taught him.
Julie, sensuous, her sexual personality bubbling at all times, was a good instructor for the boy. She took delight in showing him, telling him in her graphic way, the things a boy and girl could do with each other. That he was so inexperienced made it all the more pleasurable for her.
After screwing Julie four and, once, five times a day, Mark had learned to pace himself, to slow his wildness down. There were a few times when his lust overpowered him and he fucked her with that blinding speed again, but with patient enjoyment she finally taught him some measure of control. Mark performed anything she suggested, eagerly, lovingly.
The second day with Mark, Julie taught him to suck her pussy, showing him the anatomy of her twat and what gave her the most pleasure. Without hesitation, Mark shoved his face between her thighs and kissed her snatch for a long time, tonguing her clitoris and sucking at it the way she instructed • him. Julie, somewhat partial to a tongue on her pussy, would lean back and let the eager young boy lick and kiss between her thighs, holding her climax back until she was almost delirious with pleasure. Then, just before she came, she would wrap her warm thighs about his head, holding him firmly as she came, writhing her crotch hard into his face until the poor boy would turn almost blue from lack of oxygen.
Yet, although it smothered him at times, Mark would eat her snatch and tongue it avidly, only pulling away when he had to suck in a breath of air. But immediately he would shove his mouth back to her cunt and lick and suck with renewed pleasure.
During the long hours of the day while her brother was in school and her mother at work, Julie would undress and let the awed boy examine her body, position her in all manner of lewd exposure. She had finally gotten him to detail the images he used of her during his year of masturbation, and she willingly posed for him that way. Mark would gaze at her, pumping on his cock. Julie was thrilled to be his girl, as she told him. And while he positioned her and jerked at his prick, she would talk to him, whisper the words he wanted to hear. But she would not let him come by his fist. Mark didn't want to, anyway. Julie always had him stab into her pussy before he came, taking his ejaculation there.
Mark's parents didn't question his time spent with Julie. They had always liked her, never suspecting she was such a sexual person. All girls, they knew, dressed the way she did, so that wasn't unusual at all. Besides, Mr. Burney had a secret longing for Julie himself, but that was as far as he would let it go. Like many men, he took pleasure in looking at a beautiful young girl in revealing clothing, but he wasn't about to become involved with any of those sweet, pretty teenagers.
Mark's father envied his son, though. He envied the boy his youth, his so easy friendship with the beautiful Julie Kramer. And, like his son, Mr. Burney would sometimes conceal himself in the bathroom of his home and jerk off, imagining himself with Julie.
But he never approached Julie.
Had Julie known of his interest, she would most certainly have encouraged Mr. Burney, the way she encouraged all men who showed interest in her. But, he didn't, and therefore failed to consummate his desire to fuck the lovely young girl.
On Friday, just before the weekend, Julie taught Mark a new and different way a girl could please a man, or in this case, a boy.
The weekend coming up would mean Kenney and her mother would be home with her, which meant she would have to leave Mark alone, unless she could sneak away with him for a while. So, she decided it was time to advance his education in the pleasant ways of sex.
It was not yet noon, and the day was giving promise of being very hot. Mark had agreed the day before to be at Julie's house by ten, and he was there sharply. Julie had chosen to wear her bikini in the house today, knowing the pleasure it would give Mark to see her in it. He had spoken of casting covert glances at her last summer when she was in a bikini, and how much he enjoyed seeing her that way.
Meeting Mark at the door, she gave him a quick kiss, then stepped back and postured for him.
"Wow!" Mark gasped, his eyes running over her flawless figure. "You're great! You're the most beautiful girl in the whole world, Julie."
"And you're the sweetest boy," she gurgled in pleasure. "Like me?"
"Oh, boy!" His eyes took in the swell of her breasts, barely concealed by the yellow halter. In fact, when he looked closely, he could see the pebbled pinkness of the circle surrounding her nipples. Just barely, but see it he could. Her navel was a dimpled beauty, and the bottom of her bikini was tied at each hip with a small bow. The front was hardly more than a tiny triangle, concealing her pussy only, and very little else.
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