Paul Gable - Mom comes again!

Kathy closed her eyes, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth as she rolled her ass to increase the friction of her soppy cuntlips against Gary's cock. Her feats were starting to soften a little. She felt like she had some control of the situation again. She could stop him any time she wanted.

The tickle between her thighs grew hot and throbbed when she teased her cunt away from Gary, letting him just graze her tender, tingling clit, which was now fully extended. She guessed that it was kind of like a man's cock. It felt all slick and swimmy down there. She had let Gary push her thighs apart, and now she couldn't be sure what had happened to her bikini bottom. It was still on, but her cunt had gotten so slick and so very, very hot that she felt naked. The velvety rub of Gary's cocktip seemed real.

"Gary – oh yes, Gary!"

Kathy found herself touching his shaft and balls, then finding the steamy drenched place where her cuntlips had been mashed to one side.

"Oh, noooo!"

He had done it, moved her crotchband to one side, sliding it between one cuntlip and her thigh. Gary's hot cockhead was actually touching her pussy! His slick pricktip was gliding up and down, up and down over her cunt.

Kathy shuddered with fear and excitement. Frantically, the teen tried to pull the narrow band of nylon back over her cunt. But the soaked material slipped from her fingers. Gary's cock gouged steadily at her and he pulled her thin body up against him, trapping her wrist between their bellies.

"Gary, you can't do this! You've got to stop! Listen to me!"

"Kathy!"

His open mouth was wet and hungry at her neck. She felt her chin being licked. The girl tried to turn her face, but Gary caught her head with both hands and smothered her words with a kiss. She whimpered into his mouth. Her nostrils flared in fear and confusion as he fucked his hips against her. He was trying to slide down, trying to change the angle of his cock against her cunt. Kathy knew why. She flailed at his back with her small fists, driving her heels against the backs of his legs. He had found the shallow spot that was her cunt mouth. He was stretching against it, and it was starting to hurt her.

"Oh stop it, please, please, stop it, Gary! Oh God!"

"Oh wow, it feels so good! I want you awfully bad, Kathy, real bad!"

She couldn't fight him. She couldn't hurt him. He had her pinned to the bed, completely helpless. A sob choked her. Why hadn't she known how it must be for a man when he was so close so that steamy, slick hole? It was almost that way for her, in spite of her fear. The fever of insatiable itching pleasure raged over her. The building tension, the mounting thrill, seemed to invade every fiber of her body. Kathy could hardly breathe. The muscles in her ass and calves ached as she struggled under the weight of Gary's writhing body. And making it better, in an awful kind of way, was the danger of his spearing prick. She wanted him to fuck her, and yet the thought of it made her heart explode.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

"Oh yeah, Kathy, that's it, move that ass, move it real nice!"

He was saying things to her, things that were filthy, and yet made her chum her ass up against his kneading fingers. She wanted him all over her, fucking her, touching her, licking her. Though she thought about it once more, feeling his cock pushing up against her cuntmouth. Kathy panicked, tilting her cunt so his prick would slide up along her cunt slit again, slide over the pulsing finger of her clit. The room spun and grew blurry as her eyes rolled back in her head. If only she could hold out for a few more seconds, keep him from tearing through her cherry!

Gary bucked his hips forward with a raspy moan. But Kathy tilted her hips again, and his swollen cockhead slid against her clit. Then something hot flooded from his prick and oozed over her hot little clit. Kathy began to cum.

"Ahhhhhh!"

She cried out again and again, bucking her ass wildly. The slimy jizz filled her throbbing cunt slit as his stiff cockshaft flopped back and forth. Pleasure exploded through her body – a demanding, hungry pleasure more frightening than anything she'd felt before. And Gary was going wild on top of her, grabbing her, pulling at her.

Frantic to get inside, Gary made one last attempt at her cherry. But his spurting, slick cum shot out once more, and his cock slipped sideways, spattering gobs of the milky stuff down the inside of her thigh.

Gasping loudly, the girl wiggled her narrow ass to feel the cock rubbing against her clit again. Gary grabbed at her asscheeks, pumping against her like a maniac for what seemed like a lifetime. When it was aver, he rested his chin against her shoulder, breathing hard against her neck.

"Oh wow, that was better than anything I've felt in my life!" he groaned.

"Me too," Kathy said, smoothing her fingertips over his shoulders.

"Kathy, will you do this again?" Gary asked.

"Uh-huh."

But the thought of going to bed with Gary didn't flash into her mind as much as the thought of going to bed with other men. She would have to be careful, of course. But Kathy knew she wanted more experience, and she wanted it soon.

Betty would have smiled if she weren't so upset. Her daughter knew all the right words to say. There would be parents there. No booze. No fucking.

"I don't know. It's tonight? Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" Betty asked.

Kathy rolled her eyes to the ceiling, affecting a bored face. Betty hated that. She curled her fingers against her thighs, digging her nails in as she studied her daughter's face. Was she hiding something from her? A quick phone call would tell her the truth.

"I told you the day Brian came home with that other guy." Kathy said.

Betty felt her face flame red, her neck burning with shame. Betty remembered that day. It was as she could do to keep her mind on making dinner with the two handsome young men all around her. Tina might have said something, but it wouldn't have registered. Perhaps she should give her daughter the benefit of the doubt, she thought. Surely there could be nothing wrong with her going to a supervised party.

"I'll let you know in an hour. Let me have some time to think about it," Betty said.

Kathy pouted, shuttling her legs under one another as she stared at her mother across dining room table. It was a kind of victory, but she still wouldn't know if she could go or not, and felt dumb about calling Tina and giving her a partial answer. She'd go and hunt up her brother. Maybe Brian would say something to push her mother. He always seemed to push her around easily.

"Is that okay with you?"

"Uh-huh," Kathy said, shrugging her shoulders and pushing herself away from the table.

She helped her mother clear away the lunch dishes, then went out the back door. Betty bit her lip. She wished Kathy would wear something other than bikinis. It was especially disconcerting with the two men around. Brian didn't matter, but…

Betty shuddered, rubbing her fingers briskly along her game-fleshed upper arms. Just thinking his name had the power to make her weak. All she could think about lately was that handsome young man, the young man who had fucked her and had brought her a new flair for livin.

"Betty?"

It was as if her thoughts had materialized him and popped two dishes into the dishwasher, nearly breaking them as Justin slipped up behind her and slid his arms around her waist.

She felt her ass pressing softly back into his crotch as his fingers moved up to her tits.

Betty closed her eyes. Her nipples were mashed in by his fingers, and he began fucking his crotch against her ass.

"No, the kids!"

"Brian's back there talking with your daughter! They aren't going come in here for a while! We've got plenty of time to-to fuck around!" he gasped.