Heather Brown: Juicy piece

Although I had already come massively, I found myself moving my body along with his as though I had just started fucking, summoning up the energy from some unknown depth to buck my cunt up at him and wriggle my ass, hoping masochistically that he could once again manage to scald my cunt-walls with his boiling jizz. I writhed beneath him and felt his miraculously hard prick reaming out my thrillingly aching cunt, I found myself anticipating his sperm as though it would be the first time he'd come inside me.

Now I pressed my hands, palms downward, on his smoothly hare ass to hold him in place between the slippery sweat, sperm and pussy juice slickened well of my squeezing thighs. I wrapped my legs around his, hooking my toes underneath calves for a firmer grip, striving to make him shoot off his monster prick inside my clenching pussy just one more time, greedy for another load of teenage jizz.

Finding his mouth with my lips, I began to kiss the teen passionately as he fucked me with the kind of wild, reckless fury that only a young stud could possess. God, how wonderful it was to have a tireless teenager on top of me, pumping his ever-swollen cock into my cunt.

"Oh, dear, are you really going to fuck me forever?" I moaned, begging him to say yes not with words but with the incessant pounding thrusts of his iron-hard cock.

He replied by placing his hands under my ass and clutching my cheeks fiercely as he continued with his frantic fucking thrusts, his cock going so deeply within my hole that each brutal stroke of his prick made my body shiver from head to toe and back again, reducing me to a quivering mass that was only good for one thing-being fucked as hard as possible.

"Oh, my God," I groaned, my face quavering under the vibrating influence of still another orgasm. "You're going to kill me, fucking me this way. God, I love it! Fuck me to death!"

His immense cock spurted in my cunt at that precise moment as I once again thrilled to the bruising impact of his tireless prick.

"Oh, Jesus!" he cried, the first words he had uttered since I had steered his luscious prick into my cunt.

His cock squirted once more, and then he shuddered and finally stopped fucking me. One last orgasmic wave washed over my helplessly willing body, and then I too went limp, collapsing under his weight.

He lay still on top of me, his entire weight resting on me, his energy finally drained, making him too tired to hold himself up any longer. I didn't mind, though, as I basked in the afterglow of a perfect fuck, grateful for the hot, young, sweaty body on top of mine. It was heavenly as I lay still and wondered just how long his prick would remain hard inside my cunt. When several minutes had passed and his cock still showed no sign of wilting, I sighed and patted his ass gently, marveling that the rest of his body could become so limp while his prick remained as hard as a rock within my aching pussy.

"You are a very good fucker, young man," I told him gently.

"You're… awful good… yourself," he panted.

"Tell me," I asked softly, "doesn't your prick ever go soft on you?"

"I don't know," he answered softly. "This is the first time. I've ever had it up… up…" He was so flustered he couldn't finish. I could feel his cheek burn with embarrassment against mine from trying to admit that he was a virgin.

"You mean up a cunt!" I finished his sentence for him.

"Yes," he shyly admitted. "It goes soft, but not when I've got it stuffed up the pussy of a beautiful lady like you."

"Thank you, dear," I said gratefully.

"I think I could fuck you all night long, ma am," he told me. "You don't mind me talking… well, uh, dirty like this to you, do you?"

"No," I enthusiastically admitted. "I love to hear you say those things. Say it again."

"Fuck?" he gulped. "Pussy? Are those the words you want to hear me say?"

"Use them in a sentence," I urged, my passion unbelievably rising again.

"I like to fuck you in the pussy with my cock," he gushed breathlessly. "I like to feel my prick in your hairy cunt."

"Thank you," I replied gratefully. "You're a nice guy. I enjoy having your prick rammed up my cunt. But I have a question."

"Uh… uh… what, ma'am?" he stammered, his nervousness returning. "Did I do something wrong?"

"You did just perfect," I reassured him. "I just can't understand what's keeping your prick so hard, though."

"You are," he declared. "You're the neatest girl I ever met."

"Do you want to have me suck your prick… with my mouth?" I rasped throatily, kissing the side of his cheek as I breathed the words, "Can I lick your cunt while you're sucking my cock?" he asked eagerly. "With my tongue? Can I stick my tongue inside your hot, wet pussy?"

I smiled as I felt the exhaustion flee from my body, the full force of passion returning in a rush. I found myself anticipating yet another eruption of his syrupy jizz, this time hotly filling my sucking mouth and washing stickily down my throat to fill my stomach.

"Yes, yes," I begged, "stick your tongue in my pussy while I suck your prick. Let's do it now!"

He grasped his rigid cock in a trembling hand and pulled it with a pop from my sopping cunt, crawling backward on his knees before he dropped flat on his stomach, burying his face in my muskily dripping gash. I closed my eyes to experience the total feel of what he was doing to me, and when three inches of his stiff tongue stabbed up my spasming pussy, I had a quick, savage orgasm as I realized he was tasting the sweet nectar of his own sperm with which his spurting prick had filled my cunt.

"Oh, sweet Jesus," I breathed with sheer delight, "you make me so terribly, wonderfully hot. Do anything you want to me."

He did not answer me verbally, once again possessed by the demon sex. He twisted his stiff tongue around in my cunt like a corkscrew as he turned his body around so that he was on his hands and knees, his legs straddling my upper body. As he ate my drooling cunt, I gazed longingly up between the spread cheeks of his smooth, white ass directly over my face. Grasping his waist with both hands, I pulled my head up between the sweating crack of his spread cheeks, and with my heart pounding dreadfully, kissed his puckering asshole repeatedly.

With the taste of his ass still tingling in my mouth, I slid my tongue down his crack and went for his tightly hanging balls, greedily getting one and then both of the slippery eggs inside my mouth, sucking them so hard I thought they were going to turn inside out.

After I had sucked, nibbled and teased his swollen balls to the verge of bursting, I was ready for the main course. "Ahhh," I cried, releasing his nuts, "give it to me, baby!"

He lifted his body slightly, pushing his prick backward a little until I caught the knobby end of it with my swollen lips. While he continued to lick and suck my gaping pussy, his cock entered my mouth and I felt it growing even larger and harder against my tongue and gums, the bulging head pushing all the way down my slippery throat; I struggled to breathe properly, raspily choking from the burden that drove down my throat like a saber.

"Suck me!" he cried into my cunt. "Oh, Jesus, suck me off!"

I had every intention of doing exactly that. His prick was so hard and long and thick and lovely and delicious… I could have sucked it nonstop for a week. His bare haunches pressed against my face and I could smell the musky scent of his flesh as well as the sexy odor of his wet cock and balls. I was so deliriously happy that I sighed even as I sucked his cock. Then I grasped the cheeks of his ass fiercely, hanging on for dear life as I moved my head up and down, madly mouth-fucking the guy's thrillingly rigid cock. Frantically, I worked my lips back and forth in blissful suction, using every trick at my command to make him come for a fourth time. He moaned beyond control as he fucked me in the mouth, doing an equally intense job down below with his stabbing tongue in my gratefully oozing cunt.