Frank Levy: One bed family

His face was buried between her tits, licking and hotly sucking on the nipples when his ass came up off the seat, jogging in the air. She watched with utter fascination as the white streams of his fuck cream jetted out of the hole at the tip of his cock and landed in wet, sticky strings over the back of her hand and on his lean belly.

Again, he said nothing as she wiped him up. He fixed up his pants while she put her bra back on and buttoned her blouse. Then she suddenly asked him, "Richard! It won't make me pregnant, will it?" She really didn't know.

He snorted a short laugh. "No, it has to get up your cunt to do that."

"I, I don't want to get pregnant," she said.

He looked her straight in the eyes. "I'll make sure that you don't." They didn't have to say anything else.

On the next date, he drove her straight out into the woods far out in the country away from the campus. They got into the back seat, and he unfastened her bra right away. His hands and lips were soon on her breasts and stirring up the fire inside her body. She reached for his cock and felt it hard and throbbing inside his pants. She took it out and caressed it in the dark. It was so strange and powerful to her and still a little frightening. She had heard that it hurt when a man did it to a woman for the first time. She hoped that it wouldn't hurt too much. It had her so excited to see his urgent arousal, but there was still a corner of fear in her mind. The fear was covered up, if not extinguished, by the surges of passion that he was building up in her.

His hand went down to her knees and slid up her thigh. She trembled and clasped her legs together at first, then let him move his hand up toward her pussy. She was wet and creamy hot from the things he had been doing to her tits, but she astonished herself with the feelings that swept through her when he touched her cunt.

He was gentle, his fingers just running through her pussy hair and stroking her cunt lips. Then his fingertip touched her clit, and it stiffened immediately under his strokings. His touch was light, but it thrilled her as she had never been thrilled before. Her legs opened wide for him as he slipped his fingers under the band of her panties and dipped them directly into her creamy box.

His fingertips soaked in her cunt juice and wiped it up over her clit, making it throb more and more with each stroke. She was feeling something new, a heavy fullness in her lower belly and in her legs, like a warm pool of mercury was gathering there. It made her want more and more of what he was doing to her, but he stopped and reached up higher under her skirt for the waistband of her panties.

She lifted her ass up from the seat and let him pull her panties off. Then his hands between her legs became more insistent, kneading the flesh of the insides of her thighs, rubbing against her wet cunt and opening it for a finger which was going lower down, toward her cunt hole. He touched it, and she tightened up on him, squeezing it as tightly shut as she could.

He stopped and went back to stroking her clit again, and she relaxed. Then he took his hand away and pulled back from her. She lay panting on the seat while he took out his wallet and pulled out a square folder of metal foil. He tore the end of it off and pulled out a circle of something like a thick rubber band with a thin sheet of something stretched across the opening. It was wet with some kind of lubricant.

"What is that?" she said.

"A rubber to keep you from getting pregnant." He put the thing on the top of his dork and then unrolled it down over the head and shaft. It fit his swollen prong tightly, like a thin glove. When he had it rolled on, he pushed his pants and shorts down to his ankles and moved toward her.

"Don't hurt me, please, Richard," she whispered.

"I won't. You've never done it before, have you?"

"No," she said in a tiny whisper.

"It might hurt just a little bit at first the first time," he said. "I'll stop if you say so."

"All right."

He knelt up on the seat between her out-spread legs. His cock nodded stiffly from his belly like a club raised over her. He pulled her skirt up from under her ass and stuffed a towel under her. "So your dress won't get dirty," he muttered. It was for the blood, but he didn't tell her that.

He leaned down toward her with his hand on his hard cock and forced it down so that the rubber-covered head touched her clit. He stroked it gently back and forth, up and down her lips from her cunt hole to her clit. It was so hot, even through the rubber, and so thrillingly hard, that she began to pant for it, for its powerful touch.

She opened her legs still further and thrust her pussy up at him. Then in one smooth motion, he positioned the head at the mouth of her cunt and pushed it in before she realized what he was doing. She had been as relaxed as she ever was, but the pain still flashed over her body like the slash of a knife. The first pain was sharp and tearing as he forced her open and split her membrane, but that wasn't all. She felt terribly invaded, ripped and forced and violated. He was so big, and it hurt to have him inside there even just an inch or two. She stifled a shriek of pain and clutched him to make him stop.

"It hurts! Oh, Richard, you're hurting me bad! Stop it! Take it out!"

"Just relax, baby. I won't move it. Just relax."

"I'm bleeding, Richard! I can feel it! You hurt me! You tore me!"

"I know. It's just your cherry. Hold still. It's not serious. You'll be all right in a minute."

"Please! It's hurting me!"

His arm tightened on her shoulder. "I said it will be all right in a minute," he hissed.

She began to cry. He let go of her arm and wet his fingertips as mouth and slid his hand down between their bellies. His fingertips found her little clit and began to massage it very gently. He pulled out enough so that he could reach down with his lips and kiss her breasts again. He was very gentle but insistent.

Slowly her crying ceased, and she began to relax a little, but she didn't feel the pleasure that she had felt before. He thrust into her, more and more until she felt his hairy balls on her ass. His belly was pressing now on her clit, and the force of his big cock in her cunt was also pulling on her trigger from the inside. He began to pull out and thrust his shaft into her. The sharp pain had subsided, but she still felt raw where he tore her, and the pain was enough to keep her from being aroused as before. He went faster and faster, pulling and pushing at her sensitive cunt flesh until he began to moan.

"Oh, God, so fuckin' tight! Oh, Cindy, it feels so good, so fuckin' good. I'm fucking you. Does it feel good for you? Does it?"

"Yes, Richard," she lied. It wasn't a big lie. It did feel good some, but it hurt some too. His words were so thrilling to her, though. She was fucking. She was fucking this big, handsome boy with his big cock. That excited her more than what he was doing to her. "Oh, Richard, cum! Cum inside me! Cum in my cunt! Do it!"

"I'm cumming! Feel it! Can you feel me shooting? Oh, Christ!!"

She couldn't feel anything except a little rawness and the force of his thrusts, but she heaved her pussy up as he slammed down into her and jerked and writhed in passion on top of her body. Then it was over, and he was panting for breath on top of her, his weight forcing the air out of her. She still felt that heavy fullness in her belly, an aching for something that was even worse than the ache in her torn twat. She pushed him off her to get some air.

But he didn't leave her then. He pulled his softened prong out of her cunt and slipped down on the seat. He was kissing her belly, then, oh Jesus! he was kissing her pussy! His tongue dipped into it and licked the sore flesh, then lapped up over her clit, and the sexy fullness that she felt was increased enormously. It was so good, so astonishing, so unexpected. She had never thought of such a thing. His mouth, his tongue down there in her cunt! His tongue was rough one second and smooth the next. Her legs jerked up on each side of his head and her hands went impulsively to his thick hair. She laced her fingers into it and gasped, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" She could find no words.