C Ralston: Overeager teenager

"Yum, your cock is not bad, Johnny-stud," Sheree said with a cream-smeared smile, straightening back up in the seat.

Johnny sat looking straight ahead, trying to get his breath. His heart was visibly thumping beneath the hairy chest, and his expression was somewhat thunderstruck.

My blow jobs seem to have that effect on people, Sheree thought with satisfaction. She turned to see what Johnny was staring at.

Obviously, her cocksucking abilities had almost landed them both in the hospital this time, Sheree discovered as she assessed the situation. The truck had come to a stop about a yard short of a heavy metal gate Johnny's uncle had put across the dirt road to keep his cattle in and people out.

Johnny slipped off his tennis shoes and dove. The flash of tanned muscle that was his large body slid silently underneath Sheree's floating frame like a large, friendly tarpon. On the return trip across the creek, Sheree felt his hand brush her asscheeks, then tighten into a lightly binding band which went nearly all the way around her tiny waist.

Johnny's head and shoulders broke the water next to her and Sheree felt a finger parting her pussy lips and sliding into her up to the first knuckle. It felt dreamy having her sun-warmed cunt fingered in the cooling water as she was slowly pulled over to him by just that one finger.

"Ohhh, feels SOOOOO nice, Johnny. Leave it in," she cooed just before their lips met.

Sheree put her arm around his neck and reached down into the water to where his cock should have been if it were still hard. It was there, firm and steady in the flowing current. She gripped it hard, and began stroking it as Johnny's finger bobbed her up and down like a cork.

Breathlessly, Sheree rode the sliding finger. She moaned as her super sensitive clit ground against Johnny's thrusting digit, her passion-heated pussy sending gushes of cunt lubrication out into the water.

"Uh, oh, quick, Johnny, follow me," she urged, breaking away from him and motioning for him to follow her to shore.

The eager-for-cock teenager made for the bank with a rapid backstroke, her tits dipping and resurfacing along behind her with each stroke, as if they too were beckoning to him to follow. Sheree reached the other side of the swimming hole and jumped out, staggering up to the tarp and pitching herself down on it.

Johnny was only a few steps behind her. As he reached the edge of the canvas, Sheree turned over on her back and opened her legs. She held out her arms.

"Fuck me. Fuck me hard, Johnny!" Sheree panted up at him undulating her flowing cunt gash up and down.

Johnny's prick gave a little jump of anticipation. It stood out away from his nuts, rock-hard and ready, and its owner wasted no time in dropping to his knees between her wide splayed thighs.

Sheree reached out and guided his thrusting hardness up to the pink portals of her hot little slit. She gasped with the exhilarating sensation of the big cockhead splitting her pussy open fully and driving all the way up into her clinging, fluid cunt walls until it felt as if it rested in her tummy.

"Ahh that's it, lover!" she moaned and locked her perfect legs around his broad back, ramming him in still deeper.

"Oh, fuck hard, Johnny-luv. Ream my pussy!"

Johnny gave her just what she wanted, drawing his long cock almost out of her gobbling cunt and then jamming it back down faster and faster. He fucked her like a steam engine in the broiling sun. The heat streamed down onto them, the creek gurgling by in silence, the only sound being the sucking noise of Sheree's greedy cunt pulling moistly at Johnny's pistoning cock and the guttural grunts of the two lovers as they made age-old music beneath the blue summer sky.

Sheree kept her eyes open and her legs clamped tight around his feverishly working back, letting her leg grip slide up and back on his sweat, slickened skin. Her titties were squashed flat against her chest by his driving man-weight, and his prick was like a relentless hot poker drilling in and out, of her equally warm pussy well. The wonderful, animal-like fuck seemed to go on and on.

"Oh, Johnny, oh, oh, oh! I'm gonna come!" Sheree gasped in his ear in child-like voice. "Ooooo, ohhhhhaaaa, baby, fuck meee. Fuck meee gooood! Oh, oh, oh, lover, you're the best I've ever had!!"

Sheree screamed out her intense pleasure into the wilderness, surprising herself with the truth of what she yelled. No one ever had been this good before. The group sex trip had thrilled her unbelievably, the others had each been wonderful in their own ways – but this was better. This was better than anything!

The ecstasy seemed to last forever this time. Sheree was swirling an a fantastic sexual high, with each joyous sensation as strong as she had ever felt it, but seeming to unfold in slow motion so she could savor it that much more.

Her cunt worked the pile driving cock over like a second hungry mouth seeking to suck it dry. Her flattened tits were pumped to the bursting point, the nipples pulsing with desire. Her asshole clasped and opened greedily in time with her contracting cunt, her eager hips rolling as if on greased ball bearings as they strove to sink that wonderful, long cock as deeply into her love-hungry pussy as possible.

Suddenly, Sheree's cunt squeezed Johnny's prick so hard that he was stopped in mid-lunge. Sheree's mind was a churning tangle of crazed fuck sensations.

"Uhh, uh, more! Fuck me more!" was all she could manage to gasp.

Johnny drew his big cock almost out of Sheree's pussy despite the frantic efforts of her little cunt muscles to hold him in their buttery-hot grasp. He pushed forward with all of his considerable might and the large prick came ramming back into Sheree like a log coming down a chute.

"Ahhhh!" Sheree howled, the cum boiling out of her coiled shut pussy in a torrent of cunt juice. It flooded over Johnny's buried prick and sent Sheree into orbit. She creamed and thrashed beneath him as he fucked her unmercifully. She dug her heels into his ass and forced him to the limit on the down strokes. She shrieked in ecstasy and sucked at his retreating cock wildly with her cunt walls on the upstrokes.

Red waves of orgasm tore through her spine and made her tits spasm with little tremors of their own. Sheree writhed and crushed herself still tighter against Johnny's pressing chest.

The first gushes of boiling cum shot out of Johnny's balls and purled out into Sheree's gooey cunt, making her own orgasm even more intense. She wriggled her hips in perfect time with his deep thrusts and drew every drop of burning cock cream from his clenching nuts. He moaned and babbled with delirious excitement as he pumped her full of his boiling jism.

The big athlete rode and rode on Sheree's humping, sucking cunt until his cock was as limp as it had been after the blow job she hid treated him to earlier. It slipped out of her at last, hanging loose and cum dripping over her wet cunt hair and dribbling strands of white semen down onto her cream-filled pussy lips.

Johnny crawled out from between her legs and collapsed face down on the hot tarp beside the panting girl. Sheree lay still for a long time, catching her breath and looking up at the clear blue sky.

At last, Sheree got up and dashed to the water, diving and cutting the surface with hardly a splash. She knew as she touched the pond bottom and headed back up toward the sparkling sunlight, that she was Johnny Hollister's steady girl again. The tingling sense of well being this gave her sent little waves of pleasure through her freshly fucked pussy.

Sheree sat staring at the picture in the fan magazine. She was upstairs, in her bedroom, sitting in the middle of the room, looking at Marie Osmond's legs.

Not really at the legs, Sheree admitted to herself with disgust. Really, she was wondering what the pussy nestled between those finely chisled thighs looked like!