Robert Vickers - Hot pants twins

"I can't staaaaand it!" she sobbed, the tears of desire running down her cheeks and leaving salty tracks. She felt shivers running up her spine and mixing with the chaos in her head. The more the girl tried to get things sorted out, the worse the jumble became.

She pressed her snatch down even tighter into Tony's. She felt the power of his loins throbbing. His balls wetly smacked into her ass and stimulated her even more. Closing her eyes intensified the already fantastic feelings in her tender young body. She could drift, float, soar. She did all that and more.

She came again, the feel of Tony's huge prick drilling deeply into her cunt. The juices squirted out through the thick plug of his cock and ran down the insides of her thighs. The tickly feelings made her all the more aware of her own body.

This was something brand new for the teenaged girl. She hardly knew what to do. She ended up simply lying on her back, legs spread wantonly wide and taking all the cock she could. The feel of the thick arrowhead against her tiny diameter pussy thrilled her more and more. She experimented. She tensed her fuck tunnel around the virile cock.

Tony gasped, "I… I can't take that! Shit, baby, I can't take that! It's collapsing down on me like a mine shaft caving in. And hot! Ummmmm!"

The liquid surge of his jism fountaining into her pussy shook her like a cat shaking a rat. Her hair flew from side to side, her tits bobbed around like jello on a plate – and she came.

She was vaguely aware of his prick working harder and harder at her cunt, trying to tear her apart all the way to the chin. She couldn't stand that. She had to have more cock.

And it was denied her. She felt his prick geysering out its white hot load and the thick stalk of cock backing it up, steely firm and completely erect. As more and more of the gooey come sloshed into her twat, the cock began to deflate. Soon, it dribbled from her pussy like a piece of cooked spaghetti. She almost wanted to cry because she had lost that warmth inside her, that hugeness filling her to overflowing.

"That's all?" she asked.

"Baby, you're fucking insatiable!" Tony marveled. "Just wait. It's gonna come back. I promise."

"I'll wait," she told him, eyeing his prick with burgeoning desire. If wishes could come true, she would have wished his prick back into a fully usable fucking tool.

Tony would have made the same wish.

"I can't believe it was that good," sighed Candy, still feeling the warmth between her legs where his prick had just been. She reached down and stroked across her pussy mound. The fleecy, soft black fur covering it was damp. The teenager couldn't tell what it was damp from.

It might have been sweat. She had broken out in perspiration as soon as the full impact of the fucking had seized her. Or it could have been her own cunt juices. The fucking had carried a lot of them out of her super-hot, super-juicy interior. His prick had become drenched with the slippery love juices and then pulled them out – and, during orgasm, they had frothed out of her all by theft own. Or it might even be Tony's jizz.

That idea made the girl shiver and quake with renewed desire. The idea of a guy actually coming inside her thrilled her. She didn't understand why. This was the ultimate intimacy. He had been inside her body and they had merged into one being for a few seconds.

"That was some fuck," the youth admitted. "I'd heard how loose and floppy your cunt was from the other guys. You know, the ones you've put out for. Damn, but were they ever wrong! That pussy of yours is a real cock eater. It gulped once and swallowed me whole and turned me every way but loose!"

Candy secretly thrilled at Tony's words. He had enjoyed her. As much as she had enjoyed him. But the implications of what he said went a lot deeper. He was talking about Mandy and her whoring around. That was the only word Candy could use to describe her twin's behavior. For a moment, she wondered if she could get up the nerve to tell Tony who she really was. Then she decided not to. Not yet.

"Don't run off, Tony. I want more of that sweet cock of yours. And you do want more, don't you? I didn't have you pegged for a one timer."

She watched the reaction. It was everything she could have wanted from him. He was intrigued with her and he definitely wanted another chance to fuck her. Her pussy had convinced him. Candy felt a surge of confidence. She thought frantically about all the times she had listened to her girlfriends telling what they had done on dates with their boyfriends. Most of their lewd comments had bounced off her head and she hadn't believed a lot of what they'd said. She did now.

Candy fervently believed a lot of what she'd heard about how great fucking was. She had experienced it firsthand. Her virgin experience hadn't been any great shakes, but then she hadn't known how to react. And Mr. Marrick had been rushed. She wondered exactly how horny he had been. If he had been too randy to be able to control himself, maybe that explained why he had come so fast and left her wanting more.

But that had to be only a part of the answer. Tony had screwed her cross-eyed and she already felt the vague longings in her cunt for more cock. There seemed to be some relationship being set up where the more she fucked, the more she needed.

Candy liked the feeling.

She reached out and gripped the limp cock and pulled Tony toward her. "Don't run off, big boy. I want some more of this and I'll be wanting it soon. Are you man enough to get it back up for me?"

"Help it along," he said. "Suck my cock."

Shock crossed her face and momentarily paralyzed her. She had heard all her friends talking about sucking cock and how their boyfriends got off on it in a big way. Candy thought it was so perverted she could hardly put her disgust into words.

Yet she couldn't deny the feelings already chewing away inside her. She wanted something more than she'd gotten already from Tony. If this made him hot for her again, what did she really have to lose?

They were hidden by the rows of bushes. The big bronze statue hid them from being seen from the building. And if anything did go wrong, she wasn't Candy – she was Mandy out for a little action. Candy felt the thrill of possible discovery and knew she had nothing to lose, no matter what happened. And she was getting some idea of what she might miss if she refused to suck on Tony's cock and get him hard again.

She tugged gently at his balls and he sidled over to her. She rolled on her side and applied her mouth to his balls. The limp sac containing his balls flexed easily under her questing tongue. She batted the balls around like a punching bag. He must have liked it. He grunted and stroked over the back of her head, keeping her mouth close to his crotch.

She sucked. His balls worked their way into her mouth. She had no good idea what to do but it seemed like a good thing to do to use her teeth. The hairy little bag dragged across her pearly teeth. He tensed and moaned out, "That's unreal! I feel like I could come right now! Fantastic! Do it some more, baby, do it some more. I love it!"

The teenager was pleased. She didn't know what was going on with Tony but he enjoyed her mouth moving on his balls. Using the tip of her tongue, she worked the nuts around and around. Soon, she could feel them tumbling inside the sac, more and more of the thick stew of his jism forming. The girl knew this was what she had to do, to make him hard, to make him horny, to make him want her so much he would fuck her.

She gently pushed the hairy little sac from her mouth and worked her way up the underside of his cock. The entire shaft of his fuck stick was coated with her own love juices. The salty, acrid taste turned her on. She hadn't really had a chance of ever tasting her own cunt sauces before. She decided she liked them.