J. Watson - High school swingers

His other hand caressed her ass and she felt his fingers searching for the top of her panties. She sighed as she felt his hand go underneath her panties to touch the cool skin of her ass. His finger parted her crack and prodded her anus.

"Oooh," she said. "Ooooh, stop that. You don't know what you're doing to me."

"I know," he assured her. "And you're going to like it, baby. You're really going to like it. In a few minutes, I'm going to let you feel my cock. Would you like that?"

"No," she protested. "No."

The truth was she could already feel his cock. She felt the hard bulge pressing against the inside of her thigh every time his knee moved. The hard bulge felt huge already, and he wasn't even out of his trousers.

"Let me get your shorts off," he said. "Raise up a little."

Again she struggled with him but she didn't have the strength or will to do much.

In just seconds, his experienced fingers were tugging her shorts off her legs. Now only a pair of flimsy panties stood between her and his goal.

His hand groped between her thighs and she felt a shivery heat all over her body. He started rubbing her cunt lips through her panties.

"God," she moaned. "Oh God, stop that!"

"You keep saying stop, but you don't mean it," he said, leering at her.

"Yes," she said. "Yes, I do mean it. I want you to stop. Stop now."

"You couldn't mean it," he said. "Your cunt's hotter than a firecracker. Your panties are already soaked. You know you don't want me to stop."

What he said was true. Her panties were soaked. She hadn't noticed it before, but she had already been dripping juices in her excitement. There was no use trying to lie to him any longer. He knew what she was. He knew her pussy was aching for his hard cock. She started lifting up to meet his rubbing hand.

He ginned at her.

"Now you're getting there, sugar," he said. "I knew you'd give it up."

"God," she said. "Sweet God, I can't help liking it. I can't help it!"

"Of course not, baby," he assured her.

His hands went into her panties and he began tugging them down her legs. She kicked out of them and spread her legs farther apart.

"Ummmmm," she said, as his fingers started exploring her black thatch again.

"A heavy, black bush," he said. "I like a furry snatch!"

His finger carefully parted the delicate petals of her cunt. She gasped as she felt one finger going inside her. He rubbed his finger against her hymen.

"No," she groaned.

"It's all right, baby," he assured her. "I'll be gentle with you."

He slipped two fingers into her and she felt a hot spasm of pleasure.

"Oooooh," she groaned softly.

Again and again he drove his finger into her until she was slippery.

"I want you to feel my cock," he said.

He took her hand and pressed it against his hard bulge. He was so big. She wanted to draw her hand back but she was fascinated by the feel of him. She traced his hardness with her fingertips until she found the cock-head.

"Take it out," he said. "Take my cock out! I want you to play with it."

She fumbled with his zipper and he finally had to help her.

He unzipped himself quickly and took her hand. He pushed her hand inside his trousers and she felt the heated staff of flesh against her fingers. His cock throbbed in her fingers.

"Wrap your hand around it," he instructed her.

She laced her fingers nervously around his rod. Her fingers immediately sticky and she realized what it was from cum. For the first time in her life, she was actually touching a man's cock and feeling his cum.

She jerked her hand away as if she had been burnt.

"Don't be afraid of it," he said. "It won't bite. Put your hand back."

The commanding tone of his voice left no choice but to do as she was told. She laced her fingers around the stem of his cock once again.

"Now move your hand up and down gently," he directed her. "Ahhhhhh, that's it. You catch on fast. Your hands are so soft!"

This time he moved her hand. He raised up and quickly unbuckled himself. He pulled his trousers down to his knees.

"Now put your hand on my balls," he said. "Feel how heavy they are."

She felt his balls. They were heavy. Another drop of liquid appeared on the head of his cock.

"They're full of cum," he said. "Cum for you. Some other time I'm going to teach you how to suck a man off. I'm going to let you taste cum."

She remembered again. She remembered how the redhead had sucked his cock and then looked so satisfied as she swallowed it down, like the cat eating the canary.

Again Diane wondered what cum would taste like. This time she wasn't going to find out, because he was pushing her flat again and kneeling between her legs.

He took his cock in his hand and rubbed the cock-head up and down her virgin cunt.

"Oh," she said. "Oh, stop."

Her cunt juices were mixing with his thick jism and making her cunt entrance slippery. He stretched out on top of her, his chest mashing painfully against her tits. He adjusted himself so that he was not hurting her.

He pushed and she felt his cock-head stretching the virgin entrance to her cunt. He had to shove really hard to gain entrance. She moaned in pain and tried to wiggle out from under him.

"You're hurting me!" she cried. "You're hurting me!"

"Relax, sugar," he said soothingly. "You're tighter than I thought you were."

"No!" she screamed. "You're hurting me! Stop it! Stop it right now!"

His cock-head popped into her almost before she realized it had happened. Now he was pressing against her hymen.

"God," he said. "You're so tight. You're so fucking tight. You're the tightest fucking virgin I've ever had."

She groaned as he continued his pressure against her hymen. She felt as if her insides were splitting apart. She screwed in pain and tried to rake her fingernails down his back. If he hadn't been wearing a shirt, she certainly would have drawn blood.

"Jesus Christ," he said softly.

She pounded helplessly on his back as he pushed harder and harder until his thick cock ripped through the fragile walls of her hymen and plunged deep into her.

"Ohhhhhh!" she gasped. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Her nails tried again to dig into his back. He had hurt her.

"Bastard," she said softly. "Bastard, you're killing me."

"Just relax," he said. "The pain will go away soon. You had a really tight cunt."

He didn't start fucking her right away. He waited until the pain had subsided. The first thing she became aware of was how deep his cock had plunged into her. She could feel it almost in her stomach. The huge cock-head was pulsating and she could almost feel the blood pounding hotly.

"Oooooooh," she moaned.

"There," he said. "It's beginning to feel better."

She had to admit that it was. She'd thought that he had torn her in half but now something nice was happening between her legs. She became slowly aware of a burning itch. She started moving her ass against the ground, aware that her cunt was causing friction on his prick.

"There, baby," he said. "I told you. I told you that you'd like it."

Now he began to fuck her in slow, gentle strokes that drove his cock deep into her. He would bring it almost out of her before he would plunge into her again.

"Oh, you're right," she said. "You're right. It's starting to feel strange. It's really starting to feel good."

She almost jumped out of her skit when he really started to fuck her.

He was getting really excited and was now slamming his cock into her.

"Uhhhh," he grunted. "You're so tight. I can't stand it. I've got to really fuck you."

"Yes," she moaned. "Really give it to me. Really fuck me hard! Just like you fucked Mrs. Jones. Fuck me just like you did that redeheaded bitch!"

He was a little surprised at the fierce tone of her voice. She was really going crazy. He was stroking her hard but she was thrusting back at him just as hard.