John Kellerman: Teaser in torment

My other hand was free now, too, and I clung to Sid's body, my nails digging in to his dark flesh a little as he fucked me hard.

"Ohhh, good. I like it. I gotta have it. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck me!"

"Honey, that's just what I'm gonna do!"

My poor little pussy was sure getting broken in now. I'd protected it for eighteen years almost, but it would never be the same. Chris had started nay cunt on its way, then just the head of Will's big prick had stretched it a little more. But now Sid was doing it like it had never been done before. He was stretching my sloppy young hole in a way I knew would make fucking all that much better in the future. Getting fucked wouldn't hurt so much next time, and even Jess after that. I felt silly now about being so damned reluctant to screw all those years. I'd never realized what the rubbing, hot meat of a man could do to a girl.

"Kiss me, baby!" Sid said.

I opened my mouth against his and let him eat at my tongue as he held my ass-cheeks firmly in his palms and drove into my cunt with quick, hard jabs. The air burst from my nostrils each time… tiny moans of pleasure as my pussy squeezed his cock.

"Nhhuu! Nhuuuuu! Ohhh, God! Ohhh, shit!"

"Gettin' good, is it?"

"Ohhh, yessss. Soooo good. Too good. I'm going crazy!"

"Well, just go crazy then. Go crazy!"

My slim butt pranced and wiggled on the bunk. When Sid pulled his big cock almost out of me, I bobbed and made tight circles with my pussy, swathing his bulging knob with my hot cunt butter. The slickness dripped down the throbbing shaft and wet the blanket under me. And then I felt the familiar shudders of pure ecstasy. They built from the tiniest tickles but soon became raging storms of pleasure that threatened to make me faint. I babbled into Sid's small, dark ear as he fucked furiously into my adolescent hole. The sound of our fucking pushed me over the line. That was the way it was happening now… smells, touch, sounds… All went together to heighten my joy. I clutched his hard ass with both hands and dug my nails in. It was glorious to feel his plunging hips actually fuck me like that! Then he was grinding the hilt of his cock down against my clit, and I went off like a thunderclap.

"Whoooooo! Yesssss! Ohhhhhh, I'm commmmiiiinnnng!"

"Baby… God!"

Sid fucked so fast that I thought we'd slip off the bed. I had a passing jag of fear. He was going to shoot me full of cock-cream. But vaguely I told myself that it was okay. My time wasn't right to get knocked up, was it? Who cared now?

"Honey… Sid… ohhh, fill me up. Give me your cum!"

"Here it comes, baby."

And I felt his body lurch. He lurched again and growled against my neck as something hot and sticky began to crackle at the edges of my fuck-hole. He was jabbing me with hard fucks and each time his hips crashed against mine, I knew that another steamy squirt of jizz poured into my clasping hole.

"Ohhh, I feel it. Really, I do!"

"I feel it, too, you sweet white girl! Fuck, I feel it, too!"

His fingers strayed to my asshole and one rubbed across the knotted bang as he jabbed and screwed and fucked me full of this jizz. I was still coming, my mouth twisted in the lovely agony of that thrill.

"You better than that blonde," Sid breathed, giving me one last fuck-thrust. The hot jizz leaked from my pussy and wet the bed. I ran my fingers down to feel around my poor little cunt. Sid's cock was still rock-hard and I could feel that tube on the bottom pulsing as it forced the last few droplets of cum into the depths of my cunt.

"That pretty good?" Sid said, smiling. I smiled back and hugged his neck. I didn't care what color he was or anything. A fuck was a fuck, and Sid could sure fuck!

"It was better than good, it was better than anything." I closed my eyes.

And then things were happening fast. I heard Will call and Sid grabbed his clothes and left me. I heard a boat come alongside and there was muted conversations. I knew I was better off below decks. I didn't want to see any faces I might recognize, and I was certain nobody wanted me to see them either. The boat shoved, off and I heard motors thrum into the night. Then Will started up our boat and I saw lights on shore change positions as he headed her back east. Jess came into the darkened cabin where I sat on the bed, still tingling with the fantastic fuck I'd just had.

"Hey, no hard feelings," she said, sitting beside me.

I shrugged. "I guess not."

"I was just taking pictures for those guys. I didn't have anything to do with all that other crap."

"I guess it doesn't matter now." I wasn't really very comfortable with Jess. She fingered her blonde hair and kept glancing at me. She'd pulled on her shorts again. I felt naked. Because I was.

"I wish I had something to wear," I told her, turning on the light.

"They let me bring over some stuff from the boat when Sid caught me," Jess said, matter of fact. "You can have a bikini if it fits." She looked at my small tits.

"At least I could use the bottom of it… and find another one of Will's T-shirts." I picked up the one I'd had on through the night. It was cum-smeared and stiff where the sap of two different men was still drying.

Jess got the bottom of the bikini she'd promised and I put it on and went to Will's cabin to dig for another T-shirt. I found it, one that fit me better than the first. I brushed my hair and took a look at the image I presented. Not bad for a girl who'd just had the hell fucked out of her.

"You ever thought about turning a trick?" Jess asked. It hit me right out of the blue. I stood there with my mouth open, unable to think of a single thing to say.

"Of course not!"

She shrugged, pouted. "Too bad. You could make a million with that body. Guys like their pussy young nowadays," she sighed. "Even younger than me."

Tess didn't look very old to me. Not much more than twenty-five or so.

"I couldn't do anything like that."

"You just fuck for free, right?"

Her comment had certainly put me off balance. I tried to think of a reply but couldn't. She had a point. I still didn't intend to charge money to let a man enjoy my body. But if doing that was wrong, wasn't fucking for free just as wrong? Or as Jess had implied, maybe there wasn't anything wrong with doing it either way.

"Yeah," I said finally, "I guess I fuck for free." We exchanged a smile and I felt a bond between us. We didn't have anything much in common, but there was an unspoken sisterhood. Both of us were females and pretty. There'd be many more men in my life. Maybe if I could keep my head on my shoulders, they wouldn't make a mess of me.

When I went up to the wheelhouse, Will was coming in fast on some shore lights.

"Looks like I'm going to have to drop you here," he said, glancing at my legs in the light from the instruments. "I'll take a rain check on that little favor you owe me."

I swallowed hard. In a way I was glad I wouldn't have to put my mouth on his cock. Will had been terrific to me, he'd gotten me out of my jam and everything. But I didn't think I was ready for cock-sucking… not quite yet. Especially when it was a cock as big as Will's was. He shoved the leather briefcase to me with his foot.

"Don't forget to take these," he laughed. "You can show 'em to your grandchildren when you it old and gray."

He put the bow of the boat up against the pilings and helped me ashore while Sid held, the hawser. Will's big hand was warm at the small of my back.

"Take care, sweet thing," he said, kissing my lips lightly. I hugged the briefcase to my side and kissed him back.

"Thanks for everything, Will," I whispered and ten blushed. Everything had been quite a lot after all, hadn't it?

It was almost dawn. I walked up the dock towards the lights of an all-night gas station. Within an hour I was in a cab, heading back towards the Sand Palace Hotel.