Ginger Craft - Overripe

The man began to remove his clothing. Julie watched him, a smile playing around her full lips. When he was naked, she dropped her eyes to his body. There was a slight belly on him, but not enough to turn her off. His cock was dangling limply down, hairy balls almost hidden by black hair. The man stroked his cock slowly as he moved to the bed, stretching out there.

Julie lifted her sweater, then pulled it from her head. Her flawless breasts came free and she dropped the sweater on the single chair. It was then she noticed the walls were plastered with pictures. She smiled broadly as she leaned to look at them. Many of the pictures had been cut from magazines, nude women in a variety of poses. But some were photographs.

It was the photographs she looked more closely at.

One picture was an eight-by-ten of a very pretty girl, hardly fifteen years old. She was sitting in a chair, her feet up and draped over the arms, cunt fully exposed. The girl was cupping one small breast, a cigarette in her other hand. The girl's eyes were open, gazing into the camera. Her expression gave the impression of being bored.

Another picture, also eight by ten, and in full color, was of an even younger girl. This one didn't seem a day over thirteen. She had very small breasts, and she wasn't fully developed anywhere. The girl was lying on a bed, her legs wide apart. Something that looked suspiciously like a cucumber was inside her almost hairless pussy, and the girl was licking a carrot, of all things. Unlike the first picture, this girl had an expression of passion on her young face.

There were maybe ten or twelve such pictures, all young girls in their teens. Julie turned and faced the man. He was still pulling at his cock, only now it was very hard.

"You like them young, huh?" she said, smiling. Her fingers worked at the zipper of her skirt, and it fell to the floor. Hooking her thumbs into the waist band of her panties, she slipped them down and off. Moving to the bed, she crawled up on it, standing on her knees. "You really go for young pussy, don't you?"

The man nodded his head, jerking up and down on his cock. Julie was starting to lie down beside him, but he stopped her. The way he stopped her was by lifting his head and planting a moist kiss on her stomach.

"Nice," she murmured, pressing her stomach against his face. The man's other hand slipped between her thighs and cupped her ass, his face moving lower. "Ohhh, you're going to eat me? Lovely!"

As an answer, the man's tongue darted forth and moved against the curling strands of her pussy hair. Julie widened her knees and moved until she was almost over his face. She grabbed the back of his head and writhed her wet pussy into his face. The man's tongue fluttered about the puffy lips for a minute, then slithered between them and began to lap at her rigid clitoris.

"Mmmmm, I love that!" Julie whimpered, banging her cunt back and forth at his face. "I love being eaten. Lick my clit some more… ahhhh, that's the way I like it! Ohhhhh, you're very good at sucking pussy!"

She rolled her hips in a tight circle against his face, her head back, eyes closed, the lust washing over her. She shivered with pleasure as his tongue poked deep into the velvety interior of her cunt, then up again to twirl about her distended clitoris. Julie glanced down and saw that the man was still jerking slowly on his cock.

She reached for it, wanting to grip it in her hot little hand, but the man shook his head. "Oh," she said softly, "you'd rather do it yourself, huh? I don't mind. Different strokes for different folks, I've heard."

As the man lapped into and around her steaming pussy, Julie watched him jacking off. She had enough experience to know there were some things that turned men on, and if this was what he liked, eating her twat and jerking off at the same time, she didn't mind. At least she would come in his mouth. It would be unlike the nervous, shy boy at the service station.

As his tongue wiggled about her pussy, Julie rocked her naked ass to and fro, gripping the back of his head tightly. His tongue fluttered about her clitoris, alternating with luscious, thrilling licks at the lips of her hairy snatch, then inside it. She was dripping quite a bit now, and the man's cheeks and chin were smeared with the slippery juices.

"Oh, my," she whispered throatily. "You'll make me come if you keep on sucking my twat! Want me to come-? Do you want me to come in your face? Is that what you want?"

The man didn't reply. He was too busy slurping away at her sweet, sugary pussy. His eyes were closed, she saw, and his hand continued to pump away at his thick prick. His fist was smeared with the dripping fluids from the piss hole, and Julie burned with desire to get hold of it. But she let the man have his fun.

Her nipples were swollen, painfully so. She lifted a hand and squeezed into the spongy flesh of one, moaning softly as she whipped her crotch back and forth into the man's face. Pulling her other hand from his head, she cupped one cheek of her ass and dug her fingers into the firm flesh. The man's free hand was doing the same to the other cheek.

"Ahhhh, eat it!" Julie groaned thickly. "Ohhhh, yes! Eat my twat, you jerk-off! Suck that pussy, cunt licker!"

The only response from the man between her long, slim thighs was a grunt and a long, deep stroke into her slippery cunt. Julie felt the beginning of a climax rumbling deep inside her trembling stomach.

"Ohhh, wow!" she squealed loudly. "I'm about there! Suck faster! Suck on my clit! Yes, there… suck my clit! Ohhh, God… I'm about there! Oooooo, almost… almost! Ahhhh, there it is! I'm coming… coming… coming!"

Her slender body shuddered violently as the orgasm roared through her, her breasts jiggling as she banged harshly against his mouth with her spasming pussy. The man slurped furiously as she came, his fingers on her ass digging into the creamy flesh, just as she was doing on the other cheek. His hand, wrapped around his straining cock, however, continued to pump away as before, no faster and no slower.

Julie twisted into his face as she came, then as the exquisite warmth receded, she sprawled beside him, legs wide and wanton. She panted heavily, her breasts rising and falling in her effort to suck in air. A movement made her open her eyes, and the man was leaning over her now, his cock arching toward her revealed pussy.

"Oh, yes!" she squealed, reaching for it. But the man pushed her hand away.

Dropping her hands to her sides, she looked between her upstanding breasts as she lifted her ass from the mattress. Without any aid, the man's cock rammed at the lips of her pussy.

The bulbous head slipped between the hairy lips, and Julie sighed. She rolled her hips as the man plunged into her twat, then rocked them up and down.

"Ahhh, fuck me!" she whimpered hoarsely, bouncing energetically beneath him. The man remained braced on his hands, his chest a foot above her breasts. His eyes were turned downward, watching his cock go in and out of her stretched snatch. "Good… so good! Oooooo, you're big! Such a big cock! Stretch my cunt… fill my pussy… fuck my twat… come in my snatch!"

The man continued pumping in and out of her-writhing crotch, still watching the way the pink lips clung to the shaft. Julie hunched up and down, moving from below the waist only, using the subtle muscles of her stomach and thighs to. fuck him. And, that was what was happening-she was fucking him because he had braced himself on his hands and knees above her, perfectly still and letting her do the screwing.

Again Julie could feel the heat of orgasm boiling inside her body. It was one of the more fortunate aspects of her nature, she felt, this ability to come time and again. She wasn't exactly a girl people would consider a multiple-orgasm female, but she could come within moments three or four times in a row. Each orgasm always grew with intensity until Julie felt she would shatter into pieces.