Carl Ross - Hot lips secretary

"Oh, God, keep doing that!" he moaned. "Whatever it is, just keep doing it!"

He thought he would explode from the ecstasy of her pussy massage. He had screwed almost a dozen girls, and nobody had ever done anything like that. Usually they just lay there and did nothing but moan, but never did much moving or anything else to stimulate him.

Susan was something else. She was giving it to him almost as hard as he was giving it to her. She felt like his cock was a bull's prick the way it was firing up into her, hammering away at her pink chasm of a cunt, and she thrilled to the feeling of his big, loose balls slapping against her ass cheeks.

It had been more than three years since that first and only other piece of ass and Susan was long overdue. She knew it. The counselor at camp had been exciting, but he certainly didn't fuck her the way Ronnie was doing it.

Ronnie was hard and strong and he made her feel like a woman. He was taking her and romping through her pussy just like she'd always hoped she'd get it.

Her tits were bouncing all over the place, and she hardly even realized it. Her body was in a frenzy… so oblivious to everything except Ronnie's cock… so erotically stimulated… so far from reality but so close to ecstasy.

Her mind raced with thoughts of orgasm and cock and cum and all the wonderful, sweet, lustful things she'd thought about so much for so long.

If only Nancy and the other girls at school could see her now, she thought! They'd be as excited as she was! And jealous, and horny, just watching Ronnie ravish her!

"Oh, Ronnie, give it to me!" she cried. "Shoot your stuff up inside me! I want to feel you come and come! I want you to gush it!"

Ronnie was sweating and straining, his face lined with determination, his teeth clenched, and he was hunched way over her now, his chest pressing against her soft tits… her nipples boring into him. He clasped her under her shoulders, giving him a firm handhold with which to pull her body down onto him every time he lunged into that soft cunt of hers.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and they were locked in a struggle for survival against the onrushing tide of their mutual orgasms.

Then he began to hunker his cock into her in short, rapid strokes, like a rabbit fuck, increasing the tempo until she thought she would blow a blood vessel. He ripped into her in a speeding, lightning-like series of delicious stabs, piercing her inner core… rattling her very bones… agitating her clit beyond her fondest hopes… making her virtually senseless with his urgency.

She took him gladly, opening her legs and welcoming his furious invasion, clutching his prick with her cunt lips, bathing him in frenzied gratitude and urging him on to the goal she knew he was seeking – to unload his pent-up desires and get his rocks off in one great big upheaval of come and spasming muscles and tremendous, unbelievable sense of relief and blissful respite.

The deeper and deeper he drove himself, extending those rapid-fire strokes until they were reaching deep into her pink folds and his cock began to swell and he trembled violently and then Susan came.

She wanted to get off at the same time Ronnie did, but she could not hold back the mind-boggling emotions that gripped her for one, second longer.

She shuddered and shook and the cream spouted from her, oozing in spurts and starts from around his bulging prick, dripping down her cunt lips and sponging his balls.

"Ronnie! Ronnie! Take me!" she cried. "Take me and fuck me and… ohhh, God… ahhh! I'm coming so haaaard!"

Her cunt quaked with the terrific force of her orgasm. Her loins were trembling madly, and the feelings of incredible pleasure spiraled up through her and wrapped her in a cocoon of unparalleled bliss.

Ronnie was right there too, and when she was still in the throes of her sweet misery, he shot his load and drove his cum into her.

She had completely forgotten about the rubber… and he had never put it on!

But Susan didn't care at all now. She was so full of rapture, so completely enthralled by her orgasm and his filling of her pussy with his hot cum that she could only think of that. She wanted it to spread through her like warm molasses… and it did.

She and Ronnie lay there on the green until nearly one o'clock, fucking the night away, doing it over and over, and Susan had never known such pervasive bliss in her short life.

Even the promise of going away to business college, leaving home in the fall to be on her own for the first time, the most exciting thing she'd had in her life, could in no way hold a candle to what Ronnie had given her.

Still, as she dressed and he drove her home, her thoughts calming down and coming back to reality, she began to wonder whether she had done the right thing when she swallowed his cum. Even taking his load into her pussy without a rubber didn't seem to bother her as much.

She puzzled over it as she got out of the car and went into her house, Ronnie's kiss still wet on her lips.

Susan couldn't put her finger on the reason why she was concerned about swallowing Ronnie's come on the first date.

She knew what the other girls in school would say: If you fucked him, and he came in you, why are you worried about swallowing it? It doesn't make sense. You should be worried about getting pregnant from having him fuck you, not about what he might think of you for taking his cum in your mouth.

But Susan had a different set of values. She had always been concerned with doing the "right thing," and she just felt it was a breach of etiquette, a sign that she was an easy make.

What if he went around telling the other guys that the first time he dated Susan Russell, she sucked him off and swallowed the cum? She would never be able to face them. She would be mortified.

Maybe she was silly for thinking this way, she pondered, but different things bring out different reactions in different people.

She was reflecting on all these things as she walked through the kitchen, preoccupied with her own dilemma, and it wasn't until she was looking for something to eat in the refrigerator that she heard the commotion upstairs. She couldn't think what in the world could be going on at this hour, but then she realized that she recognized the sound. It was the wild careening of bedsprings.

Then she put two and two together, and realized that her brother Freddie must have brought home his girlfriend, Gloria Johnson, since it was a perfect time now that their parents were away for a weekend. Gloria had probably told her parents she was staying with a girlfriend.

She closed the refrigerator door and quietly walked up the stairs and into her bedroom. The door to Freddie's room was closed, but there was a door between her room and his.

She leaned down and peeked through the keyhole. The lights were on in his room, and she had a full view of both Freddie and Gloria on his bed.

They were both bare assed. He was hunching over her, driving his cock into her just like Ronnie had been doing to Susan only a few minutes earlier.

Susan began to feel itchy and squirmy and hot all over again, reliving her fuck with Ronnie by watching her brother and his girlfriend.

She had never seen Freddie bare before, and he had a beautiful body, she thought. His cock was a big one, from what she could see, as it drove relentlessly in and out of Gloria's young body.

Gloria was a dark-haired young beauty, with almost jet-black, long, wavy hair, and deep-set brown eyes. She had a luscious complexion, and a figure which, for a teenager, was absolutely ravishing.

And that's what her brother Freddie was doing to it – ravishing it.

But Gloria, obviously, Susan thought, was enjoying every minute of it. Her body twitched and jerked and she was straining to meet his cock as its inflamed, thick shaft buried itself again and again.