Atza Nice - Lovers at play

"No, no, Glen, stop! Oh God, stop!" the nakedly pinioned brunette screamed as his cock fucked ever deeper into her virgin cunt.

Glen groaned as he felt the almost audible implosion of Tammy's cherry pop sensuously against the head of his prick.

"Noooooooooo!" she wailed as the fragile tissue of her maidenhood was ripped asunder before Glen's hugely fucking cock.

Tammy sobbed piteously, rolling her hips and pushing up her captors with her hands, trying to fight them both off at once. "Please, Glen, stop it! You're hurting me!" As the pain diminished and it was becoming harder to be convincing, her cries subsided as Glen fucked into her cunt again. Glen kept pushing deep into her pussy, her wild writhing beneath him only adding to his desire to fuck her completely. It was with a feeling of wet lust that his cock was finally sunk to the hilt in her virginal cunt and her fear-crazed struggling ceased.

Dawn took one look at the rapture written in the cleaning girl's eyes and face, and she knew it was no longer necessary to hold her down. She got off Tammy and moved to one side away from her. To Glen she whispered, "She's hot to fuck now, just like I was."

He leaned forward and put his lips to Tammy's and kissed her. "I'm sorry if I hurt you," he apologized.

He began moving slowly against her, his thickly throbbing cock fucking in and out of her still tight little pussy that squeezed like a fist around his prick. Then after a second, Tammy's hot cunt began to flow again, and her body relaxed. Gradually the agony in her wide-stretched pussy faded and in its place came the most exquisite feeling of pure rapture she'd ever had.

No longer was Tammy lying still. No longer did she keep her face turned away. Instead she looked up at Glen and held his gaze as she began moving with him, slowly at first, then faster and faster as his huge cunt-splitting prick fucked rapidly in and out between her openly trembling legs, disappearing completely into her pussy, his cum-laden balls slapping lewdly against her whitely trembling asscheeks.

Dawn watched as the young girl's whole tender white body became alive with uncontrollable passion, no longer offering even token resistance. After moments of squirming around on the rug beneath Glen, Tammy arched her back and began grinding her hips up and down in a sexual frenzy as he kept fucking in and out of her hotly throbbing pussy.

As if to get even with her for all the threats she had made to him, Glen withdrew his heavily pulsing cock and held it poised tantalizingly just at the entrance to her quivering cuntlips. He grinned at the dark-haired girl as he felt her pussylips clasp greedily around his prick. This was the girl who'd said she didn't want it. How right Dawn had been, he thought. He could feel the muscles of her whole body tightening, gasps of frustration pouring from deep in her throat as she looked up at him pleadingly.

Nothing mattered to Tammy right now except getting that exquisite length of pussy-stretching cock fucking deep back up inside her eager cunt again. She was desperate for it, desperate to know what it was like to have it explode all through her inexperienced young belly. Never in her life had she dreamed she could find such exquisite pleasure. Her whole body twitched with lewd anticipation as she saw him close in on her, felt the hugely throbbing shaft of his cock parting her pussylips again.

Glen was unable to control the shudders of pleasure rippling up and down his spine as he fucked his cock deep into her wide-stretched cunt, her hot juicy pussy walls closing tightly around him. He rested there a moment, then fucked deep into Tammy's belly and held there, as out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Dawn sitting beside him.

He pulled halfway out of the cleaning girl's hungrily devouring cunt, then fucked forward again until he was once more buried to the hilt in her wetly clasping pussy. His ass flexed and hollowed as he began screwing in and out, faster and faster, his cock creating lewd sucking sounds in her tightly gripping pussy.

Tammy's full-lipped mouth hung half-open for him to kiss her again as her belly bucked and churned in a tempo of animal lust.

"Ooohhhhhhhh," she breathed as her legs instinctively began climbing, her ankles sliding on the backs of his legs, her hips pounding up at him as if she had been fucking all her born days. She caught her breath. "Ohhhh, Glen, I feel funny… all crazy… I think… I think I'm going to cum! Oooohhhhhhhhhh!"

Her voluptuous body shuddered in pleasure, as she jerked and gyrated her cunt against him, trying to swallow up every inch of his deeply fucking cock.

Suddenly, she came! From somewhere deep inside her, her cum juices burst around his thickly pulsing cock, pouring down the sides of her thighs, her cuntlips opening and closing and throbbing with an insane rhythm.

"Oooohhhh, now. Now!" she cried out not quite certain what it would be like when it happened. "Oh, I'm cumming!"

"Aaaaaahhhhgggghhhh… oooohhhhhhhhh!" she screamed as though her very soul were being wrenched from her body.

The black-haired cleaning girl, Tammy Anderson, had had a lot of thinking to do in the last few days. She'd had a lot of revising to do about a lot of things, herself included, ever since that night at the office when she'd spied the two men fucking the hell out of the redhead, and she'd gotten so hot she'd even had to finger her own little pussy with her fingers. That was all right, though, because she fingered herself a lot of times. What had bothered her had been what had happened afterwards, when the redhead had found her there in the washroom, noticed her own pussy juices dried and caked on the soft flesh of her inner thighs.

Then she joined in on the wild orgy and had been fucked in the pussy by the store manager's cock and sucked by the beautiful redhead's ruby lips. It had been great; though at first she'd been scared and it had hurt, soon it had been great and her behavior had become as salacious as that of the rest of them. That was what she had to think about.

She had always considered herself a conservative thinker and her life had so far proven this out. But then, suddenly, a few nights ago, what she had thought she was – she wasn't. She had fucked those people as though she'd been fucking all her life, and ever since she hadn't been able to get screwing out of her mind. It was so bad now, that though she was trying desperately to control herself, she was looking at everything that even remotely resembled a cock and thinking of it in terms of how it would be to have it fucking deep into her hot little cunt. It had to stop; she was going to make it stop. That's why she was going to the dinner party that Glen Cooper was throwing tonight. To prove to herself that she could withstand the pressure from her pussy and not give in to the first cock that came along.

Glen had said it would be small, only he and Dawn Peters. Maybe later another man would be coming along. But it was really just going to be a nice quiet dinner with some swimming and lazing around the pool. She was looking forward to it. She just hoped it didn't turn out to be more than she could handle.

With that in mind, she had decided to go.

And so now here she was lounging by Glen's pool, drinking wine and looking out at the late afternoon sun as it slowly sank toward the horizon out beyond the city. She could see, too, the lithe, bathing suit-clad figures of her handsome first floor supervisor, Warren Mathieson, and the lingerie salesgirl as they playfully clambered in and out of the swimming pool in Glen's backyard, tossing a large beach ball back and forth between them. Dawn's huge titties danced and swayed across her chest as she jumped and ran and dove into the pool while the muscles beneath Mathieson's skin rippled sensuously with every movement he made. Beside the pool, on a towel on the grass, lay the nearly naked figure of the store manager, Glen Cooper, who every so often turned his gaze toward Tammy Anderson.