John Kellerman - Tied up virgins

"Well, what the civics book probably didn't tell was that a senator is human too." Mark touched Jody's shoulder and she felt his fingers sneak under her frizzy, red hair. He touched the nape of her neck and a thousand tingles ran down her spine. All she could see was her mother in bed with stranger after stranger after stranger. Was there something in her blood that would doom her to the same kind of existence? Mark Edwards' fingers were soft, practiced. She closed her eyes and tried to control her breathing.

"Jeb didn't tell me why he was bringing me here."

"You're beautiful, Jody. That's why you're here. I need to be close to someone beautiful after all the ugliness… out there." Mark waved his arm. Then he stood and pulled her up to stand before him. His fingertips traced down the front of her red dress. When they smoothed over the bumps her nipples made in the silk, Jody sucked in a shuddery breath. Her pussy flooded juice onto her pantycrotch. Suddenly Mark was kissing her neck, her face. She kept her mouth closed at first, but his tongue gently urged her jaws wide and she was kissing him back, whimpering and clinging to his chest.

Mark Edwards led her to a bedroom. The place smelled piney and fresh, the bed looked unslept in. She was trembling terribly. She was scared. A state senator wanted to make love to her. It was almost unbelievable. No, not really. She knew that older men got excited tout young girls – why, she wasn't exactly sure. Mark was bending her back now, footing at her neck with his tongue lips.

"Ohhh, I feel dizzy."

"I hope the drink wasn't too strong…" His fingers undid the buttons of her dress. The pretty red dress she'd been given less than an hour ago. She wondered how Jeb fit into this whole thing. Since he rented the cabin to the senator, he was surely getting something for bringing her up there. It made her feel cheap and no good. If Jeb was a pimp that made her his… Jody closed her eyes tight. She wouldn't even stand to think of the word. A tear leaked out the corner of her eye. But then Mark was kissing her mouth, making her kiss him back.

"You smell and taste lovely," he breathed and kissed her again. He pulled her soft body harder against him. Her dress had slipped down off her shoulders and he inched it further, his fingers kneading her white skin.

"I… Ohhh, don't undress me…"

"I have to, Jody," the senator said. He sounded so sure of himself, so easy with what he was doing. Her red dress slipped further. A breast popped out, the nipple stiff with excitement. Mark Edwards looked at it like it was a priceless ruby. Then he caressed it with his fingertips and held it up she lowered his lips.

Jody tried to twist out of the way, but his warm wet lips surrounded the brown, sensitive nubbin. She felt the soft sucking sensation and the tickle of his tongue as he licked the sprout hungrily, Jody couldn't help herself. She put her hands behind Mark's head and pulled his mouth against her tit so hard that it flattened it out.

"Nnnnnhhhhhuuuu!"

Mark's hands eased the dress lower and her other breast bounced free. He wet it with gasping kisses, working the red silk down over her belly now, down, down until it puddled at her ankles. His tongue dove into her navel and Jody let her head flop back as she gulped in air.

As the handsome senator's lips wet her skin lower and lower, Jody pushed her thin fingers through his hair. He did everything so smoothly, so lovingly. Even now, as his mouth brushed her navel again, he was working the buckles on her sandals. She stepped out of them and fanned her toes on the rug. Then Mark was edging the elastic of her pink panties down.

Jody let out a breath and sat down hard on the edge of the bed.

"You want to make love to me, don't you?" Her face was red. She was panting like a dog. She didn't have any control at all over her body and was ashamed to let this man see how excited she was.

"Your excitement excites me," he whispered. "You haven't learned to hide your emotions yet. That's a wonderful thing, Jody." His fingers edged the elastic down more. Her red cunt hair was showing, just a curl or two. It made her feel funny when Mark ran his fingers under her mound, touched the crotchband there. She knew how slick and wet it must be. Then Mark pushed her knees up and stripped the nylon underwear off easily.

She put her hands over her naked pussy. Mark smiled. His eyes were dark and knowing. He had the craggy good looks of a movie star, Jody swallowed, feeling young and foolish and afraid.

"You know I could learn to like you very easily," he said. Then he lowered his face between her thighs and started kissing the tender flesh of each leg. She was on her back on the bed, knees bent, feet slightly apart, hand covering her pussy. Mark was on his knees on the floor, his mouth even with her cunt. And now he was kissing each of her fingers, pushing his tongue in between them as if he wanted to search out the hidden, slick softness she shyly covered.

"Noooooo!"

"I'll make it good for you, Jody," he said, tonguing her little clit and then sucking it between his teeth, Jody shuddered all over. Thrills blasted through her back and ass muscles, made the hair stand up on her neck. Her hands went limp. Mark eased through a crack in her fingers with his tongue and she felt him for the first time as he wet her clit with hot spit. At last her hands fell apart, exposing her cunt completely.

A hungry shiver ran through Jody's young body. She arched her back sharply and dug her fingers into the spread. Mark hadn't burrowed his face between her plump lips like she'd thought he would do. He was just teasing her, licking the blood-filled folds that made up the petals of her cunt. She tried to keep her hips still. It seemed carnal to just let go like that. But it was impossible to lay there like a dead person when a man was actually licking her pussy! In her whole life no one had ever done that. But now she knew that the rumors were true. That part of a woman wasn't so horrible that a man wouldn't put his mouth against it. It made her think of herself in an entirely new way. Mark was kissing her like that was a special and lovely place on her body.

And when Mark held her plump lips apart and pushed his mouth deep into the juicy velvet of her slit, Jody let out a cry. The intense thrills made her body twitch uncontrollably. She thrust her legs out straight and then let them dangle over the edge of the mattress, toes splayed wide.

"Uhnn… Uhnn…" she grunted, unable to keep her ass still. She ground it nn a slow circle, exposing new hollows of her pussy to the ravenous mouth of the senator. The sloppy sounds of his sucking heightened her excitement. He liked doing that, she could tell. It wasn't just to excite her. It was to excite him too. For a moment she saw the image of her mother being loved by those countless, faceless stranger. But Jody shook it away, telling herself it wouldn't do any good to think of that now.

"Jody… Jody…" Mark had stripped his clothes off. He was climbing up on the bed with her. It seemed natural to be naked now. She saw that he was muscular and in pretty good shape for a man of his age. How old was he? Forty-five or fifty? She wanted to believe forty-five.

"You're the loveliest woman I've ever held," he whispered to her, smearing her juices from his mouth to her breasts. She sighed and let her fingers dig into his back. She was still nervous about the whole thing. But her body was on fire with the thrills he had created.

Mark took her hand and pushed it down towards his crotch.

"No." She'd never really touched a man's cock… not just had it poked in her hand like that. But Mark insisted. She had to curl her fingers around the hot shaft. Jody kept her eyes closed. Though Mark was kneeling by her face, she wouldn't look at it. He pulled her up suddenly by the shoulders. His fingers went through her hair and he got a good hold. There was a crazy, hungry look in his dark eyes.