Unknown - Wild for horses

Burton was glad. He didn't like blood. He smiled as his dong slid right up her pussy. He watched her eyes melt into blue puddles as his cock slid in her.

She was on top of him, on his lap, and it was up to her to go up and down. She tried bouncing up and down on top of him. But she wasn't very good at it. She didn't know how to establish a good rhythm and keep it up. He shook his head at her ruefully.

"And I thought you were – Miss Experience," he said.

She said, "I can't help it! Come on, fuck me!"

"Yes Ma'am!" he said slipping her underneath him. Now he was on top of her, stretched out on the couch. He slid his cock into her pussy. She raised one leg over the back of the couch and her other leg stretched out on the coffee table.

The little sixteen year old slut was totally open to him. Totally trusting. Her cunt was wet and hot and inviting. And she was spreading her virgin thighs wide.

He grabbed her big boobs in his hand and he began rubbing them.

"Ohhhh, do it to me, Burton! Do it to me!" the hot slut cried.

He kept sinking his cock in and sliding it back out only to sink it back in again, slowly establishing a steady pounding rhythm. One time when he had slid it out, he didn't slide it back in again. He just kept the head of his penis pushing between her pussy lips.

She opened her eyes. "Come on! What are you waiting for?"

She was breathless with the anticipation of his next plunge.

He grinned. "I want to see you beg me for it!"

"Come on Burton! Don't kid around! I want it! Give it to me! Do it to me! Please!" she begged, putting her arms around his waist and pulling her cunt up around his thick pole. He grinned and bit into her soft tit flesh.

"That's all I wanted to hear, you slut. Just a little begging," and he started really plowing her. He was very close to coming now.

"I want you to come when I say so, slut! Start to come!"

He was pounding his hard meat into her wet cunt.

Her legs went up in the air as if electrified and her pussy started throbbing! Never, in all her years of masturbation had she had an orgasm like this! It didn't stop! And neither did his hard cock!

He knew she was coming and he kept on doing it to her, sliding his hard cock up and down her pussy, and letting her cunt shiver and spasm all over his cock.

Finally she really got down to business, whether she knew it or not, and really started squeezing his cock. That's when his cock exploded.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! It feels good! So good!" she was gasping in little girl sighs.

He grinned with his eyes closed, while he felt his dick giving off great jolting gobs of his hot sperm. Again and again his gun went off in her box.

Her whole body was trembling, and it went on trembling after he had pulled his gun out after he came. Her body was like the body of someone who has been executed by having their head chopped off – the body keeps twitching for a while after it's been severed from the head. She lay on the couch with her eyes closed.

"Oh, Burton. That was fantastic!" she groaned.

He laughed. He was zipping up his pants. "You're not bad either. With a little practice, you'll be able to give a nice little blow job. I guess you've never really blown a guy either, huh?"

"No." She shook her head. Her eyes were still closed as she was reliving in her mind her first fuck. She didn't want it to be over.

"Well, I'll be seeing you. I've got to go. The kids will be getting home from practice. They'll be wondering where I am."

"Wait a second, let me get up, I'll see you to the door."

"No, don't bother, just lie there. Let me see you that way. Will you be playing with yourself and thinking about me while I'm driving home?"

She nodded, putting her fingers to her cunt. Her fingers came up all wet and sticky with his sperm. She put her spermy fingers to her mouth and licked the stuff off.

He laughed. "Bye bye." He left her lying there.

She heard the screen door slam. Then she heard his motor start. She pulled herself up on the couch to watch him back out of the driveway.

Finally, now she had herself a man, a real man, not one of her mother's scummy boyfriends. And she had got him all herself! She lay back down on the couch to touch herself and think about what had happened with him, every detail from beginning to end.

Burton, driving home on the highway that cut through town, was whistling. He knew that Ramona was Tanya's age. But he just didn't feel bad about what he had done. He couldn't think about Tanya and Ramona the same way. Tanya was a good girl, and she came from a good family. Her mother was respectable. Tanya one day would go to college. She would become something, make something of herself. At least if he had any say in the matter. He knew she was intelligent.

But Ramona was another matter. She was born to be a slut just like her mother. He had seen that kind too many times. She'd either get pregnant before she finished high school and end up marrying some local boy who worked as a grease monkey in a garage.

And she'd have a couple of children right away, and turn into a tired looking pair of tits hauling around two children and nagging her husband.

Or else she'd become a secretary, typing was the only thing she could do, no doubt. And she'd sleep around a lot. Maybe if she was lucky and kept her looks, she'd even nab the boss of her company. He had seen that happen many a time too.

The hot secretary marrying the boss of the company…

When he got home, Jason and Tanya were just arriving. Jason was all hot and sweaty from football practice, and he went to take a shower before dinner. Tanya had showered in the locker room at school. But her checks were all healthy and rosy.

"I got that job!" she told her stepfather happily.

"What?"

"That job at the Burger Joint. I'm going to work there. Starting tomorrow!"

"Hey! Good for you sugar! What do you know!"

He headed out to the dry sink in the living room.

"This calls for a drink!" He opened a bottle of wine.

He poured a glass for himself and another one for her.

"Come on, drink up, it's not every day that a girl gets her first job!"

She drank it, beaming happily. Things seemed so much better around the house now that Burton was a member of the family. He was so much more lenient than her mother.

"Can we call the ranch, I mean the stable, that Ramona knows about tomorrow? You know you have to make reservations in advance!"

At the word, Ramona, Burton flinched.

But his daughter didn't notice. She was too involved in her own thoughts.

"I wonder how many horses we should rent. I think I'll just invite Cheryl and Ramona and me. And I guess Jason can come if he wants to. And you, of course, Burton. And Mom, if she wants to. Though I doubt she wants to. She's such a scaredy-cat about trying new stuff." Tanya babbled on innocently.

"Listen, I want to talk to you about something, sugar," Burton said. They walked back into the kitchen where he was fixing dinner.

"What?" she said perching innocently on the counter.

She was wearing a pair of white short shorts and a red t-shirt and her white gym socks and a pair of sneakers. Her long reddish hair hung thickly over her shoulders.

"Well, it's just that I don't know if you should be hanging out so much with Ramona. She seems… a lot more advanced than you, in some ways."

"Oh Burton! Ramona's my best friend! You sound just like Mom! Besides! She just likes to talk big and act big. But she's just a kid like me. She has a lot more troubles at home to cope with – that's why she acts like she knows so much. If you could get to know her like I do, you'd really like her. I know you would."

He smiled. He patted her knee and unfolded the tin foil around the hamburger patties. "How many do you want? One or two?" he asked his stepdaughter.