Diane Ashfield - Female scent-animal heat

D: Sure I am. I've got a right to be. I didn't ask to be born. If a man don't have a pot to piss in, he shouldn't make babies.

A: Did the strong craving for material things get you started with bestial sex.

D: I guess that's about right.

A: Tell me about it.

DONNA: When I first started going to high school I was real excited about all the good looking guys I was going to meet. And a lot of them came from real smart families. I mean the kind of family that lived over on the West Side where everyone has a real big house and two cars in the garage and belongs to some kind of country club. I kept hoping I'd get to meet a guy whose parents belonged to the country club, and maybe I'd get invited to a Saturday night dance. And then there was this big prom coming up at school. I already had several invitations but from guys I had been dating. But they were jerks without a pot to piss in. I had my eye on a handsome guy who had an old man and old lady in the social register. Big time society. If I could snare him for a date to the prom, my future in high school society would be assured. When he began to show interest in me I decided to let him screw me. A taste of my pussy would assure him I was worth escorting to the prom.

Fortunately, in one of the classes I sat across from him. It was one of those boring English classes with some old twat reading to us in her monotone of a voice. A lot of the students would doze off in class. But this guy, Robbie, liked to feel his cock. I noticed that he'd drop his hand over the crotch and stroke his prick into a bone up. His eyes turned glassy, and several times he got so hot he tried to jack off. I knew he had hot nuts and one day decided to really get it up for him.

I got a chance when the old bat started to read us a chapter from Charles Dickens. Jeezus but it was dry and almost everyone had dozed off. Robbie started to finger his nuts bit I noticed he was having trouble getting a stiffer on. That's when I deliberately eased up my mini skirt and twisted towards him to give him an eyeful. That day, I had deliberately omitted my panties. There was nothing under the skirt but naked cunt. And despite my rather young age, cunt hairs swarmed up from between my legs and almost reached my navel. Any boy who ate my pussy would get a faceful of hairs. They were real long and curling at the tips. My cunt lips were thick and whenever I got hot, they slid apart to reveal the soft, inner meat that a man loves to suck. Also, and despite my age, my clitoris, the female prick, is remarkably well developed. Almost as long and thick as a small boy's peter.

And when I turned towards Robbie, I was so hot the clit was sticking up and out like a hardened prick. To make sure he got the message I let my fingers creep up my bared thighs and take hold of the female-cock and tickle the end. Wow! I almost blew my cunt right there and then. In fact, whenever I got hot cunts at home that's the way I'd masturbate. Anyhow, Robbie's eyes flew wide open, and his pants tented up. If I could believe the bulge in his pants, he had managed to get a rise on of about six or seven inches. He was well-endowed in the cock department. And the thought of all that hot bone surging up my twat tunnel made the inner walls all hot and juicy.

Of course, we acted as though the other didn't know what was going on. I kept my eyes straight ahead as though I was intent on every word the old fart teacher was speaking. Out of the corner of my eye though, I took in every reaction of my hoped-for boy friend. On Robbie's part, he looked straight ahead too. However I could tell he was scrutinizing my reaction to the size and length of his aroused cock-bone. After a while, we grew bolder. Robbie very skillfully unzipped his fly and eased the cockhead through the trousers. My eyes bulged!

What I saw as impressive. The head of his prick had swollen up into a purplish-colored cone. The skin radiated heat, and my mouth watered for a taste. Even the cock-eye was distended, and one adorable drop of cock juice had oozed through to teeter tantalizingly on the rim. Then, it slowly slid down the shaft of the bone that was still hidden inside his trousers. The thought of that entire prick made my heart pound furiously, and my fingers fluttered back and forth over the tip of my clit. Yes, I started to jack off before the amazed and burning eyes of my school mate. Watching my ever-moving fingers emboldened the boy who now eased his entire tool through the trousers. Skillfully, he held a book down on one side, and I was the only one who could tell what he was doing. Once his cock was fully exposed to my delighted gaze, he grasped the joint with his right fist and started to jack it up and down like a veteran. Robbie was a skilled jack-off specialist, and now he was demonstrating his expertise.

Not to be outdone, I spread my legs apart as wide as possible and let go. I mean I really started to jack off for real. I not only strummed my clit back and forth but also shoved one finger into the cunt hole and commenced to finger fuck myself. And as I finger-diddled my lava-hot hole, I gyrated my hips and pumped the lower part of my abdomen back and forth. I was jacking off for real. And so was Robbie. Now, we were in a race to see who would explode first. My lips twisted in pain as I struggled to keep back the obscene words that invariably sprayed through my lips as I jacked off. I wanted to screech out at the top of my lungs. I longed to shout over to Robbie to, "Fuck me, lover. Throw that big bat deep into my cunt. Burn it up with your long, hot tool!"

Of course, I managed to contain my vocal chords. My face turned the colors of the rainbow, and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets. And when the walls of my cunt started to waggle back and forth in preparation for the outflow of juice, my neck snapped back, and I threw one hand over my mouth to muffle the scream that roared up as far as my throat. As cuntal juices spurted through the crack, every muscle and organ in my body relaxed and I slumped backwards with relief.

Robbie was undergoing the same sort of ecstatic punishment. The shaft of his prick thickened to such an extent he could hardly wrap his fist around the stem. And he approached the ejaculatory joint with eyes glazed, and eyes bulged. He, too, tried to stifle the roar that filled his vocal chords, and only partially succeeded. Air hissed through his lips as cock cream gushed through the eye of his vibrating cock. Fascinated I watched as the creamy gism spattered over his trousers. As his prick began to wilt, he turned and looked directly at me.

"Let's fuck," he whispered over to me. "My house. After school. My mom and pop are out of town. Got the house all to myself. I… I want to lick your cunt," he almost whined and his eyes remained glued over the still distended and slobberingly wet cuntal lips. As he looked at them, his tongue slithered over his lips as though he was already eating cunt…

Wiping my box off with a piece of toilet paper I had carried in my purse, I nodded assent. "Love to suck your cock, too," I whispered back… "and," I added but with some hesitation, "I want you to lick my ass. That really turns me on."

And to give him a picture of what I meant, I turned my back to the boy, reared up on one cheek as though I was going to expel gas, and slid up my mini. Looking over one shoulder, I could see Robbie look down at the bared buttock, and gasp out his admiration. Slowly, tantalizingly, I reached back and lifted up one cheek to give him a good peek at the brown spot. There are long, rectal hairs inside the shit valley and when I pulled up one buttock cheek, the hairs flew out into exposure. The sight of these hairs and my open shit spot excited Robbie to such an extent, his rubbered penis began to starch up again. He really was getting excited at the sight of my exposed ass. Smilingly, I dropped the cheek and pulled down my skirt.