Paul Mall - The Tough Get Coming

"So what do you wanna do, Gwen?" Alan grinned to the beautiful blonde girl sitting on the rumpled bed next to him.

Gwen Bristol grinned back just as lustfully at the young man beside her. Ever since she'd first met Alan Watson when she got to Lindale College that past August, there had been no question at all about what it was that attracted them to each other.

Pure, undiluted lust!

Gwen's roommate was out of town for the weekend, and she knew they wouldn't be disturbed in her small dorm room. "Alan, honey," she sighed, curling up next to him and leaning in close, her lush body moving sensuously under the tight-fitting blouse and jeans. "Make me happy, baby."

"Anything for you, sweetmeat," he smiled. As she rolled into him, she could feel the weight of her firm breasts brush against the side of his chest, and through them her fast-beating heart, the signal that this lusty blonde was ready for another of their sexual free-for-alls. He had never before met a girl who was so hot for fucking and sucking all the time. Gwen never seemed to be able to get enough hard cock slipped into her.

Alan let his fingertips slide gently down the back of her silky blouse, tracing the curve of her spine. Gwen trembled slightly and melted into his arms, her luscious red lips nipping at his neck, the wet tongue leaving a warm glistening trail on his skin. He pressed his hand under the waistband of her tight jeans and slowly eased it down to continue tracing her spine, moving into the moist slit between her curving asscheeks. Gwen never wore panties when she was dressed in her tightfitting designer jeans, and had once told him it was because she got off on the fabric rubbing on her pussy and asshole when she moved.

The jeans fit almost like a second skin, and Alan had to push to get his hand down farther, but with little whimpers of pleasure Gwen shifted her ass around, helping him until he had shoved his hand completely down the back of her jeans, his fingers splayed out across her lush buttocks, with the long middle finger teasingly stroking at the very bottom of her wet, heated pussy lips.

"OOOH!" Gwen gasped as she felt the first touch of his finger on her sensitive cunt. She dropped her hands to undo the waistband of her jeans, opening them so Alan could move his hand still farther in from behind. She felt his finger farther forward and up higher now, slipping into her juicy twat until he had the palm of his hand flat on her pert behind.

"Oh! Mmmmm," she sighed and moaned. Christ, but he could turn her on so! But then, she grinned to herself, just about any man could. She was always so hot for fucking. She'd had so many lovers this first year of college, all in an effort to try and forget her one true need, but it had been to no avail. Her mind brought up the image of her father, just as it did everytime she began to make love to another man. Her father was the one man she wanted more than any other, but could never have.

She had lusted after him since the first awakenings of her sexuality, but had never done anything but yearn for him, wanting to feel his arms around her as a lover rather than a parent, wanting to feel his daddycock cramming her pussy full again and again. A lustful shiver rippled through her entire body at the thought of her father wildly fucking her.

"You like that?" Alan asked, feeling her erotic trembling as he slowly finger-fucked her juicing twat, thinking he was the total reason for her passionate responses.

"Oh, yesss," she hissed lightly, looking at him with shining eyes. She knew she would enjoy making love to Alan, just as she had with all the other men in her life. But she also knew that it would never be a complete fulfillment with that image of her father always in the back of her mind. Oh, Daddy! she cried, I need you so!

She shifted on the narrow dorm bed, pulling her legs wider and guiding Alan's free hand to the front of her jeans. "Do me, baby!" she cooed, squirming on the mattress, thrusting her burning groin toward him.

Alan hurriedly lowered the zipper of her pants and slid his hand into the soft curls of her twat, already damp from her juices. With his other hand he continued to finger-fuck steadily in and out of her hot cunt hole from the back. Slipping down farther in front, he used the tip of one finger to tease apart the flushed folds of her pussy lips at the top of her crack, bringing her clit up to throbbing arousal.

Gwen started pumping her rolling hips back and forth in time with his long finger-fucking. "Oh, shit! That's it! Yeah!!" she cried. She reached up for his face and pulled it down to hers for a long, wet kiss, their mouths sucking and sighing around one another. "Fuck me, darling, fuck me!" she whispered fiercely into his wet mouth, curling his shaggy dark hair around her fingers as she held his face to hers a moment longer.

"Then let's get naked and get to it, gorgeous!" he laughed, pulling his hands from the tight confines of her jeans. On a sudden impulse Gwen grabbed for the hand he'd been gently frigging her cunt with, then held it up to her face. His middle finger was wet and gleaming with the oily juices of her turned-on pussy. Never taking her eyes off his face, she slowly licked his finger clean, savoring the taste of her own tangy sex fluids, while watching the arousal in his face grow.

"Oh, man…" Alan whispered in awe as he watched her make such an erotic move. He had never seen any woman do such a thing before and it was an incredible turn-on. And her big blue eyes looking at him almost as hungrily as she licked and sucked his finger got his cock throbbing in eager anticipation in his own tight jeans.

When she had completely licked his finger clean of her twat juice, Gwen giggled and darted forward to lightly kiss his lips, giving him a slight taste of her tangy young cunt. Alan knew he'd have to get to the real thing soon or burst!

"Lay back, Gwen, you've got me hungry now!" he growled, sliding off the bed to sit on the floor between her legs. Gwen quickly leaned back on the bed with her legs over the side, then raised her legs and hips so Alan could slide her tight slacks down her slender thighs and off her feet. She settled back with her naked rump on the edge of the mattress, the low dorm bed leaving her hot young twat only inches from his face.

"Goddamnit, baby-doll," Alan sighed in pleasure at the sight. "You've got to have the tastiest-looking cunt in the whole world!"

Gwen's blonde-furred muff framed the pouting pink lips of a pussy just made for eating. Her slightly swelling cunt mound was split with juicy pussy lips, and her erect clit stuck out from the top of the split, a small nubbin of pleasure almost visibly throbbing in her arousal. Alan brought his face forward and pressed his watering mouth to her downrimmed, warmly scented pussy lips.

"Oh, God, ALLLLLAAANNNNN!" the young girl cried and squirmed as she felt his hot, probing tongue tracing a liquid path through her throbbing cunt slit. In all of her nineteen years she had never met anyone who could eat pussy like Alan. She was almost purring like a cat in heat as he let his rough tongue slash over her sensitive clit, sending little shocks of electric pleasure shooting through her entire body. She ground her hips into his face in uncontrollable abandon, tossing her head back and forth on the pillows as she let the pleasure he was giving her grow more and more.

But Alan was just too hot and horny himself to eat her out for very long this time, as much as he loved the taste of her cunt. He had to relieve the growing pleasure in his balls soon or he'd explode inside.

Licking and kissing her warm moist twat for a few last moments, he dug his tongue in to scoop out a few pearly drops of her juice, then moved slowly back up her stomach, letting his tongue trace a wet path over her naked flesh. Gwen shivered happily as the hot wetness of his saliva mixed with her own thick creams cooled quickly on her sensitive skin.