Jerry Milner - A lesson from aunt Barbara

Erik Swensen dragged through his shower in stunned disbelief. He was no longer a virgin. He had actually fucked someone. He had actually got his big hard cock all the way inside a real live cunt and worked it around for hours, it seemed, until all his cum just squirted out of it, washing away his virginity in one wildly explosive ejaculation.

He felt like a man. No longer would his cock hang limp and vaguely between his legs, because he knew what it was for, at last, and more than that, he knew what to do with it.

He had fucked. He had! He had fucked… his mother!

Thoughts of sin and damnation, despite all of Betty Sue's attempted teachings, were totally alien to eighteen-year-old Erik Swensen. The power of his prick, his manhood, the bravery of his balls put him aside from all that pseudo-religious rigmarole.

Erik Swensen was a fucker and, at last, he knew it.

An aura of difference surrounded his entire body. He would never ever be the same again. His walk would be different, his talk would be different, his thoughts would be different, his confidence would be different. Even the way his cock would be somehow forever bigger and fatter after the fuck than before.

Erik dressed in a preoccupied daze. He found himself seated on a park bench, alone, with acres of fresh greenery and sparkling flowers surrounding him. And lots of birds flying around, yellow and red and brown Orioles flying in formations, chirping noisily and seeming to fill all the trees with brilliant-colored feathers and loud mating calls.

Denise St. James had to speak to him twice, and shake his shoulder, before he would even look up and recognize her beside him on the bench in the empty park.

"Erik," she said, again, calling his name repeatedly, "are you all right? I've been looking for you all over."

She was close to him, almost hip to hip, "You look so funny," she said. "I wasn't even sure it was you at first."

"Denise?" he said, looking at her. "Oh! No, I'm okay, just got lots of thinking to do, I guess."

"Okay if I sit here and help you think?" she asked.

"I don't mind," he said, suddenly warming to her, seeing her from the different perspective of his different self. He moved closet to her and let his arm reach around her shoulder, nesting confidently there without any aggression, without any confusion or frustration. "I think I might be in love with you, Denise."

"Yeah," she said. "I know."

"I've been finding put a lot about myself," he said, "and there are some things I've got to have to be me. I think you might be one of them."

He didn't even give her a chance to reply, or to do much thinking about what concerned him. He just pulled her close and closed his mouth over hers, taking her lips inside and then pulling at her tongue, probing his deep inside her mouth in an unmistakable in-and-out fuck rhythm while letting his hand slip off her shoulder to palm her breast, kneading it warmly and tweaking the nipple passionately.

Erik's free hand slipped under Denise's short skirt and beneath the lace-trimmed edge of her panties, moving right between her pubic hair to slip inside her cuntal lips, finding her clitoris right away.

Denise moaned and groaned into Erik's passionate, dominating mouth. She was trying to protest, to resist his overwhelming aggressiveness, but all to no avail. Her unused pussy began responding to his caresses and juicing up, the tender walls of it growing puffy and feverish as her lips, curled slightly outward and began glowing with damp hot moisture.

Erik's cock had already reached full erection within the cramped confines of his pants, and his balls were hot and heavy.

Without breaking his kiss, Erik reluctantly took his hand away from Denise's pussy and slipped it beneath her firm buttocks, easily lifting her up off the bench and into his arms, standing, carrying her, and walking toward a growth of heavy, densely green shrubs. He pushed right into the center of the bushes, finding a slight opening there and depositing Denise on the soft grass.

At first she tried to protest, to say something, but he shushed her with one finger over his lips and smiled reassuringly at her.

"It won't do you any good to complain, Denise," he said. "I'm going to fuck you and that's all there is to it. I want you to be my girl, and if you are my girl, you're going to have to be mine in every way."

"But, Erik," she began, but he stopped her with another hot passionate kiss, pulling her panties down her legs as he did and raising her skirt up high. In his frantic haste to make his first real conquest, he didn't even take time to undress her properly, or to play with her breasts. All that could come later, after her body was used to the feel of his, inside her pussy. When he saw her patch of black pubic hairs it startled him, the color was so dark, but the contrast with his own pale blondness was just that much greater, more exciting.

He yanked open his pants and pushed them down his legs, along with his briefs, and freed his sex flesh. His cock was already fully erect and achingly ready, throbbing with his pulse beat. He took Denise's hand and placed it on his dick, making her feel it and checkout the size and shape of it. He felt her gasp within his mouth and try, again, to protest, but he would have none of it, so he kept her mouth securely locked within his while he fingered around inside her hot pussy, making it frothy with foam and heady with the fragrance of virgin, unfucked cunt.

Erik broke his kiss just long enough to spit in his hand, then caught her lips again, transferring his spittle to the head of his cock and rubbing it all around and down the length of it, making it slick and ready for her.

Then, without waiting, he moved right between her legs and positioned his cockhead into her cunt, rubbing it all around and against her clitoris until Denise herself was writhing impatiently, eager for him to be on with it, to enter her with that incredible thing that she wanted for herself. His cockhead eased just inside the tight lips of her cunt that clung to his fuck flesh like its own foreskin, then it reached an obstruction, Denise St. James' maidenhead. He pushed harder, wondering why his dick wouldn't enter her pussy, not knowing about things like hymens.

As Erik pushed harder, Denise herself was impatient to get on with it, to lose her own virginity and to take Erik's dick up inside her. She pushed back at his cockhead, drilling down into her and snapped her hips sharply upward, rupturing the thin membrane that kept her from his cock.

There was just a tiny trace of blood, that was all, and Erik's whole cockhead slipped inside her incredibly tight, thoroughly virginal fuck hole. They both gasped at the incredibly hot sensations that gripped their genitalia, at the excitement of her first, his second fuck, at his knowledge that his cock was entering the second cunt of the same morning, and there was still hours left to fuck.

"Denise," he said, breaking their kiss, "I do love you, and I want you to love me, too. My cock, like this, inside you…"

"Oh, yes, Erik!" she said, lifting her hips higher to make it easier for him to get all of his big hard cock up into her very, very tight virginal pussy. "I do, I do! Now, give it to me, lover! Give all of your big beautiful dick to me!"

Betty Sue had grown impatient waiting for them to release Johan at the hospital, walking up and down the corridors, secretly looking for Dr. William Montgomery and hoping there might be an opportunity for her to receive one of his hot meat injection treatments in her already juiced-up cunt that was snapping in anticipation of getting to her husband's huge horny blond-headed cock again.

Finally all the paperwork had been completed and Johan was released to her care. Carrying his small valise by himself, he walked with her to the parking lot, his big strong arm around her waist and occasionally cupping her buttocks suggestively, squeezing, letting her know how horny he was and how very much his cock had missed her cunt for the several days they had been separated.