Subject: Sex in a Cornfield
Story Codes: Mf oral
Diary Date: August 11, 2001
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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Most teens do in the backseat their car or sneaking into their bedroom
when their parents aren't home. Well, there are lots of other places to
have some fun if you just use your imagination a little.
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 – Getting Jon’s Attention
Chapter 2 – Mom Makes Me Feel Better
Chapter 3 – Jon Calls Me
Chapter 4 – The Movie Theater
Chapter 5 – The Corn Field
Chapter 1 – Getting Jon’s Attention
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It was the middle of my sixteenth summer before my junior year of high
school. It had been over a month since I broke up with Kevin and so I
was on the prowl for a new boyfriend. If nothing else, I needed someone
in the interim to satisfy my needs. When you get use to having sex
almost every day, not having a boy at your beck and call can be a bit
disturbing, to say the least.
It’s not like I couldn't go out and get laid without much effort if I
really HAD to – any girl could do that no matter who she is. No, I DID
have SOME standards when it came to sex. If it was just a blowjob, did
it really matter who was attached to the cock? Fucking was different for
me; I needed to have at least a minimal amount of attraction to the guy
if I was going to let his cock inside of me.
Jon was an eighteen year-old senior who I knew was the hottest football
player in school but that was about as far as things were between us. To
my never- ending dismay, he hung out with the cheerleader sluts (yes,
they ALL are sluts and I don’t mean that in a nice way) but I DID notice
that he would eye me when we met in school or around town. I recognized
that look – he was mentally undressing me as I stood there so I always
smiled at him, hoping he would ask me out on a date sooner or later. Up
until now, though, that was as far as he had shown any interest in me.
So here it was, the middle of a hot summer, and I saw him once again at
the city pool. Seeing his strong arms and cut body, not to mention the
bulge in his swimsuit, suddenly I felt glad that I had picked out one of
my more revealing bikinis to wear that day. Technically, it didn't
qualify as a pure string thong (those were forbidden for god knows what
reason at our public pool) but it still bared the vast majority of my
teen ass.
By now I had quite worked hard and acquired a deep tan and when I looked
at myself in the mirror I couldn't help but be pleased with what I saw.
Sure, my boobs could always be bigger, but overall my figure was a lot
sexier than it was last summer and I enjoyed the way the boys would look
at me whenever I walked around in my bikini or cutoffs pretending not to
notice their lewd stares. My dad had commented as well how great my ass
looked especially. Of course, he got to see ALL of it! Jon came by while
I was lying on my stomach but with my head turned I could tell he was
once again staring at my ass. Well I wasn't about to complain. After
all, wasn't that the whole point of wearing next to nothing – to draw
attention to yourself? The only thing better would have been to be
totally nude but I had little doubt as to how long I would be around
should I try that little stunt!
“Hey Jon,” I called to him in a soft voice, “See anything you like?”
Jon never looked away for a second and didn’t appear to be the least bit
embarrassed having been caught looking at me that way. He just grinned
and squatted down next to me.
“Wow! That’s a damn fine ass you’ve got there Kelly,” he said. “Yep,
you’re certainly looking hot this summer!”
Then he just smiled and walked away leaving me wondering if I would ever
hear from him again. Was he just being nice to me or was there a spark
of interest in the tone of his voice? Was he really enamored with my butt
or was he just trying to get past me without offending me? Did that
bulge in his crotch twitch a little when he saw me or as that just
wishful thinking on my part?
We didn't cross paths for the rest of the day as he was surrounded with
the older cheerleaders that seemed to swarm to him like flies. Well, I
was pretty sure that none of them could blow him the way I would if he
would just give me a chance!
I left the pool a bit disappointed to say the least.
Chapter 2 – Mom Makes Me Feel Better
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My mom must have recognized something was up when I got back home.
“Hey baby, what’s the story?” she asked, “You look like the whole world
is against you today or something.”
I just shrugged at her and headed up the stairs to my bedroom to change.
I untied my top and let it drop from my boobs to the floor where it was
quickly joined by my bottoms. I stood in front of my mirror and looked
myself over critically. I doubt there is a teenage girl in the world
that likes what she sees when she looks in the mirror but I had to
grudgingly admit it wasn't all that bad. My hair was a wreck but what
could you expect after having it tied back in the hot sun all day?
I cupped my boobs like I was weighing out two tomatoes, wishing they were
more like two grapefruits! My breasts were firm and perky with average
size nipples and a nice profile, they were just too small to satisfy me.
My dad was always trying to make me feel better about them, telling me a
handful was just perfect – why waste any more? To be honest, I had never
heard a complaint from any boy that I had ever dated but then I doubt
that really means anything since so long as it has a nipple on it and he
could touch it, I think your average horny-toad boy would be happy as
could be!
My pussy, all white in a small triangle where my bikini barely hid it
from the sun, was clean shaven without any redness or bumps from shaving.
I found that so long as I shaved every day it was OK but if I let it go
for more than a couple of days it would get all irritated and ugly after
I shaved it back off again. I don’t know how long I had been standing
there when I heard something from the door behind me. I looked around
and there was my mom giving me the once-over herself.
“You know Kelly, you’re quite a pretty girl,” she said with a smile. I
loved my mom, even if I knew she was telling me what I needed to hear to
make me happy.
“Oh Mommmmmm,” I sighed, rolling my eyes as I huffed.
Accepting compliments has never been one of my strong points and it
embarrassed me a bit to hear her tell me I was pretty. Funny, but it
never bothered me when a boy told me I was pretty or what not. What else
would they be telling me when their goal was to get in my pants? From my
mom it came from the heart and meant so much more to me.
My mom walked in behind me and ran her fingers through my hair, lifting
it up and letting it fall back down to my shoulders.
“OK, maybe we could do something about the hair today but really girl,
you’re looking really hot these days! I bet the boys at the pool were
swarming to you today!”
Thoughts of Jon and how he passed me by for the other girls poured into
my head and I must have been pouting or something because my mom put her
arms around me and pulled me in close to her. She was wearing a light
sundress and I could feel the warmth of her body and the fullness of her
breasts against my naked body.
“What’s the matter baby?” she whispered in my ear, “Something happen at
the pool today?”
I twisted in her arms and buried my face in her should as I clung to her
like I did when I was a little girl. Suddenly I felt so ugly, like nobody
wanted me now or ever would again. My mom led me over to the bed and we
sat down next to each other. She put her arms around me hugged me.
I tried to tell her how bad I wanted Jonmy and how disappointed I was
when he ignored me for the rest of the day. Eventually I even confessed
how horny I had been lately since Kevin and I had split up and how bad I
wanted to be with a boy.
“But Kelly, didn't you and your dad just do it last night?” she asked, as
if she didn't understand what I was saying to her. I tried to explain.
“Yeah mom, but it’s not the same as being with a boy my age. I love
daddy and I love it when we do it but I miss Kevin so bad, well at least
PART of Kevin anyway, even if he was a dork.”
We must have talked for at least an hour after that. I have always felt
comfortable discussing anything with my mom be it sex or cooking. She
was the first person I told after I lost my virginity and she knew every
boy I had ever been with and what we had done. Sometimes I think it
turns her on when I tell her about what they do to me but what’s wrong
with reliving your teen years through your daughter?
In the end I felt much better having gotten it out of my system and if
anything, felt the resolve that I wasn't going to let myself get down
over some stupid older boy. If he wanted to turn down the best slut in
the junior class, that was HIS loss, not mine!
Chapter 3 – Jon Calls Me
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My mom gave me a kiss and left the room. I threw on some clothes and
went down to help her with dinner. Imagine my surprise when the phone
rang and my mother answered only to give me a sly grin and a wink. My
god, it was Jon!!
At the sound of his voice all thoughts about telling him to stick his
dick in a meat grinder suddenly vanished and my pussy felt twinge as I
imagined him at the other end of the phone. He asked me out to see a
movie!!! Needless to say I agreed, too quickly upon retrospect but who
cared at the moment? I hung up the moment and squealed like a six year-
old at Disneyworld. My mom just shook her head and smiled at me.
“So, I take it he asked you out tonight?” she said with her hands on her
hips. I just nodded as I couldn't talk from the excitement I felt. “So
I assume you plan to get laid tonight then?”
“Mommmmmm!” I said in mock exasperation.
My mom just winked at me and turned back to the stove. I just squealed
again and ran up to my room to start getting ready. My hair needed major
surgery and my pussy needed a fresh shave. I wanted to be smooth as a
baby’s little bottom for Jon!
I picked out a tight yellow tank top that contrasted with my tan nicely
and a pair of my favorite cutoffs ripped high such that my ass was
clearly visible. Except for my sneakers that was the extent of my
wardrobe - no bra or panties tonight! If Jon couldn't take the hint then
there was no hope for the boy!
Later at supper I was so excited I couldn't hardly eat. My dad, home now
from work, looked over at my mom who I caught winking back at my dad and
rolling her eyes my way as she did.
“So Kelly,” my dad said slowly, “What’s your plans with this Jon boy
tonight?”
“Daddy!” I scolded him, “He’s not a boy, he’s eighteen. Besides, you
know perfectly well what my plans are for him!”
My dad chuckled at that. Yes, if anyone did, he certainly knew!
“So what’s the matter, daddy’s cock doesn’t satisfy you enough?”
“Oh daddy! You know better than that!” I said, slapping him on the
shoulder playfully. I tried to give him my patented “little girl” look
and held his arm in my hands as I looked up into his eyes. “You made me
feel so special last night.”
Indeed he had! There was nothing compared to being in my dad’s arms with
his cock deep inside of me. It made me feel so loved and secure, like
nothing else in the world could. When he would cum in me later I knew I
had satisfied him in a way that only his daughter could and it made me
feel wonderful knowing he respected me enough to give a part of himself
to me. It was hard to explain to him that all I wanted from Jon was a
good old fashioned fucking!
I didn't care if Jon respected me or not when he fucked me and came in
me, I just wanted to be his slut and feel sexy knowing I was hot enough
to make him cum. There was sex for intimacy – like with my father, and
there was sex just for the fun of it – like what I use to do with Kevin.
Now I wanted to just have some old-fashioned fun with Jon. It didn't
mean anything so far as my relationship with my father. My dad was my
father, not a boyfriend or lover and I knew that would always be his
little girl, no matter how old I got or what I did.
My mom stepped in at that point. “OK you two, don’t start something you
don't have time to finish. Besides Kelly, isn’t that your new boy-toy
pulling into the driveway now?
Chapter 4 – The Movie Theater
=============================
Sure enough, by the time I looked out the window Jon was getting out of
the car to come to the door to pick me up. When I opened the door his
eyes quickly looked me over from top and bottom and I could have sworn I
heard a low whistle but he quickly regained his composure.
I was about to leave when my dad made an appearance. I looked up at him
and frowned but he insisted on seeing Jon before we left. They
introduced themselves and shook hands. My dad just smiled and started to
leave but then turned and called back to him.
“Now remember son, that’s my little girl. Don’t do anything I wouldn't
do with her!”
My face must have turned beet red with that little remark. I was sure
Jon noticed but he probably assumed, wrongly, that I was embarrassed by a
father being overprotective of his only daughter. Imagine what Jon might
have said if he knew that in effect, my dad had just encouraged him to
fuck his daughter instead! From the way he kept glancing at me, somehow
I didn't think he needed any encouragement. Girls don’t dress for a date
the way I was dressed unless they had one thing in mind.
It was just short drive to the theater and on the way we just made some
small- talk about school. Since he was a year ahead of me he had
different teachers than I did but he knew most of mine from his previous
year. We compared notes and had some laughs at the good, the bad, and
the ugly of the school teaching staff.
Soon we arrived and like a gentleman, Jon paid for everything which was
good since I hadn’t brought a purse and there was no way I was carrying
anything in these shorts as tight as they were. Actually, not bringing a
purse was an oversight, not one I typically made. It never hurt to carry
a little makeup and “girl” things with you but tonight I was so excited
at the prospect of getting laid that I left home without my purse.
Upon entering the theater Jon led me to the back row off to the side of
the projector so the idiot in the projector booth couldn't see us. At
first we just sat there eating popcorn and watching the trailers and
advertisement. Once the lights went down for the last previews and then
finally the main feature, it didn't take long for Jon to take things to
another level.
The theater was relatively new with arm rests that folded up into the
seat, allowing the two of us to sit next to each other with nothing in
between. Jon put his arm around me and so I shifted myself closer to him
and then leaned in towards him. I felt his hand grip my bare upper arm
and his fingers traced over my arm lightly, slowly working their way more
inside until his hand would “accidentally” brush against my boobs.
I knew Jon had long since noticed my lack of undergarments from the way
his eyes kept wandering from the screen to my chest. My boobs were not
very large but my nipples could get hard as bullets when I got excited
and the thin cotton tank top material did nothing to hide the fact.
After a while I put my hand on his leg, letting my fingers slide just a
little between his legs, just enough to tease him but not to actually
touch anything too sensitive. I noticed his jeans had quite a bulge and I
imagined what his cock must be like underneath all that heavy denim.
I couldn’t help but be a bit disappointed when that was as far as we went
in the theater. I’d masturbated earlier in the day thinking of sucking
his cock during the movie so I was sort of hoping he would at least
fondle my boobs! Jon’s reputation was not exactly one of being shy nor
did he believe in abstinence from the stories I had heard about him so I
was a little curious what was going on.
As we left the theater I found myself wondering why he hadn’t tried
anything and was actually beginning to consider having to make the first
move – something I hate to do with any guy but sometimes necessary if you
were going to get what you wanted.!
Chapter 5 – The Corn Field
==========================
After the movie we got back to his car and it was then that things
finally started to warm up. His car was an older model with a bench seat
so I was able to scoot over and sit next to him. He put his arm around
me again as we drove away from the theater but still kept his hands off
my breasts, which were dying to be touched by then.
I noticed he was heading out of town and I was curious where we were
going but I decided to let him do whatever he wanted. After a few miles
he pulled over on an old country road and then turned into a dirt farm
road leading into a corn field. The corn towered well above the car by
this time of the year and when we were out of sight from the road he
stopped the car and turned off the engine.
Jon turned in the seat towards me and looked me in the eye. “Well Kelly,
what do you think of this spot?”
I played a bit coy with him at this point, allowing him to make the
moves.
“Hmmmmmm... I guess it depends on what you had in mind.”
Kevin just laughed softly at that saying, “Oh c’mon Kelly, you can quit
the innocent schoolgirl crap. You’ve got quite a rep for being be the
best fuck in school so what’s it going to be, keep playing around or
shall we both get down to doing what we came here for?”
I tried to act like I had no idea what he was talking about but he
wouldn't have any of it.
“Ahhhhh, you don’t fool me Kelly. I saw the way you looked at my crotch
today at the pool. Face it, you want to be fucked as badly as I want to
screw you so how about showing me that slutty side of you that you try to
hide so well as school?”
Well, I shouldn’t have been shocked or even surprised at his outburst and
I wasn’t. He was right; the reason that I wanted Jon to ask me out was
because I heard he had the biggest cock in school and I wanted a piece of
it. Besides, it’s not exactly like I was the school virgin. I knew the
guys talked about me and who wouldn't be proud of the reputation I had
with them.
I thought for a moment and decided what the hell, what was there to lose?
Besides, I was horny as hell after sitting in a theater for almost two
hours thinking about sucking his cock the whole time so why waste any
more time?
Neither of us said another word after that, we both knew what we wanted.
At first we just kissed and made out but Jon had loftier ideas. It wasn't
long before his hands began to wander and he started to play with my
boobs. Essentially, he groped me.
I lifted up my tank top up and over my head so I was topless, exposing my
perky breasts to him. His large hand was able to cup one of my small
boobs and he squeezed it, rubbing my nipple between his fingers as he
did.
“Hmmm, nice tits Kelly. Just the perfect size. Damn your nipples get
hard!”
I licked my lips as my body tingled from the attention he was giving me.
“Why don’t you suck on them? Go on... taste my nipples with your tongue.”
Jon leaned over and took almost half my boob into his mouth and sucked on
it hard. I pushed him off just a bit. “Hey you little wildcat, not so
fast. Be gentle with them. They like to be spoiled.”
Jon licked all around my nipples and then softly took each in his mouth
and pulled on them, teasing the tips with his tongue. It was still
pretty warm even this late at night but I could feel goose-bumps raising
all over me as he sucked and licked my boobs for the longest time.
Looking down I could see a huge bulge in his jeans. He was certainly
hard and my god, he must be huge! I touched his cock though the denim and
rubbed it up and down. I knew he wanted me to reach in and bring it out
but I had another idea.
“What do you say let’s do it outside?” I proposed to him. “It’s a great
night and I’ve never been fucked in the middle of a cornfield before!”
Jon didn't waste any time and we both got out of the car in seconds. The
moon was full that night, so much so that I think that I could have read
a book by moonlight. Since I was wearing nothing but my cutoffs and
sneakers at this point, with the right moonlight I knew he had a great
view of me. If anything, the dim light seemed to accentuate my tan even
more making the small tan lines on my boobs clearly visible.
Jon leaned back against the car hood as I took a position about six feet
in front of him where I started to tease him. I played with my bare
boobs for a few minutes for him and then I unsnapped my shorts and
unzipped them, leaving them on though. I continued to play with my
breasts while I swiveled my hips slowly for him. I turned around so my
back was to him and leaned over with my legs straight, giving him a great
view of my ass, which I wiggled suggestively for him.
“Ready to see more?” I asked.
He didn't have to say a word, the look of pure animal lust on his face
told me everything I needed to know. I stayed leaning over and pulled my
shorts down to my ankles, revealing my firm bare ass to him. I was sure
he could see the thin white stripe that went down my ass where my small
thing bottom normally covered me.
I put one hand on each half of my butt and spread my cheeks for him so he
could see my pussy and asshole better. I looked around and saw him
rubbing his crotch in anticipation so I called out to him, “If you like
what you’re seeing so much, why not show me what you do with yourself
when you get all hot and horny?”
Jon didn't miss a beat. Acting as if it was the most natural thing in
the world to do, he immediately opened his jeans and dropped them, along
with his dark- colored boxers, to the ground. He pulled his shirt up and
over his head and then stood there naked in front of me, a huge hard-on
sticking out from his crotch like a flagpole. He never took his eyes off
of me as he started to stroke his cock slowly.
God he was so hot! I love to watch a guy playing with himself,
particularly when he is doing it to himself because I was turning him on
so much. For whatever reason, it seems that most many guys are too self-
conscious about touching themselves to do it in front of a girl so I love
it when guy like Jon had the self-confidence (or overblown ego, too soon
to tell) to masturbate in front of me.
Inspired by his lovely cock, I stepped out of my shorts and put one hand
between my legs to do a little bit of self-gratification myself! I
started to run my fingers up and down my slick pussy slit, finally
pushing them one by one into my warm pussy until I had three of them
working inside of me.
For the next few minutes I just finger-fucked myself while he continued
to stroke his erect cock. As much as I loved to touch myself, God I
wanted that cock soooooo badly! Finally I couldn't hold back anymore so I
stood up, walked up to him, and pushed his hand aside so that I could
hold his cock with both of my hands. Damn he was bigger than he looked
in the night! My hands could barely go around it and it felt as solid and
hard as a tree branch.
“Here, let me take care of you,” I suggested to him.
With the dirt road, if you could call it a road, beneath us I wasn't
anxious to kneel down and get all dirty so instead, I just bent my knees
and crouched down in front of him until my face was level with his cock.
He felt so good in my hand, so hard and warm! His crotch was covered in
a dense patch of black curly pubic hair and I could smell his musky
crotch odor as I put my face up closer to him. I could’ve taken him then
and there but I wanted to hear him beg for it first.
“Do you want me to suck it Jon?” I asked softly, as if it was the most
natural thing to ask at that moment – and indeed, maybe it was! “Just
tell me what you want me to do Jon... I’ll do anything you ask, you
know... anything at all... anything.”
“Oh god Kelly,” Jon said in a husky voice, “You’re incredible.”
He hesitated, as if he didn't believe my promise to him but then he went
for it and said, “Suck my cock. Yeah, suck my dick you fucking slut!”
As for me, I was only too happy to oblige. Finally, after hearing from
the other girls how great his cock was, here I was getting it for myself
in my own mouth!
Mmmmmmm, it was everything I had dreamed of and more. He wasn’t the
longest I had ever seen but he was incredibly thick and hard. I licked
it from the tip to the base, first on one side and then the other, and
then finally along the curved back side where I knew so many guys were so
sensitive.
I was rewarded with moans from Jon, which just encouraged me to do more
for him. Spreading my mouth wide I took him in slowly. As I did I
licked his cock inside of my mouth until finally I had him all in and I
was licking the tops of his balls. I sucked hard on him, savoring his
huge cock. Jon moaned almost continuously now as I stroked him in and
out of my mouth. He was starting to swell again but I didn't want him to
come yet so I squeezed the base of his cock and took my mouth of him.
I stood up and looked up into his eyes. “Alright Jon, it’s your turn now.
Show me how good you can eat pussy.“
Jon grinned at me and from just the way he acted U had a feeling I was by
means his first pussy to taste. Excited at the prospect of being eaten
well, I jumped up on the hood and put my feet on the bumper. Spreading
my legs wide, I used both hands to spread my pussy apart to give him a
great view of me.
Jon put his hands on my inner thighs and pushed my legs even further
apart. Lifting my legs, he draped the over his shoulders which kept me
from sliding down the hood. His hard cock was sticking out straight from
his hairy crotch as he leaned over and put his head smack between my thin
legs.
Even though I was ready for it, I still jumped a little as his tongue
made its first contact with my waiting clit. He put his lips around it
and pulled gently, tickling it with his tongue at the same time. Yep,
mine was certainly not the first pussy he had licked!
Mmmmmmm, unlike so many boys in school, this guy actually knew what he
was doing! I was curious for just a moment how many of those cheerleaders
he had tasted but my thoughts soon returned to reality as Jon tongued me
for what seemed hours, even running his outstretched tongue inside of my
pussy which felt like a small cock was fucking me. His tongue actually
felt longer than some of the cocks I had felt in the past!
Jon finally pulled his head out from between my legs and looked up at me.
His face was wet with my pussy juices and in the moonlight I could see it
glistening, making him look so sexy and hot I just wanted to jump him
right then and there!
“That’s enough of this shit,” he growled, “Time to fuck you... ride my
cock you little bitch.”
I giggled a little at that while Jon got up and sat on the hood next to
me. I turned and straddled him, kneeling such that I was facing him with
his hard cock just inches below my soaking wet pussy. He was so close to
me that I could almost feel his cock drawing me to him like a string
magnet next to steel.
“Hmmm, are you sure you’re ready for my pussy?” I teased him with a
sensuous look, “Well, you had better be ‘cause I’m going to ride your
cock like it’s never been ridden before!”
Jon just grinned at my threat and so I reached down and held his cock in
place while I lowered myself quickly down onto him. Again, I was ready
yet I involuntarily gasped as his huge head split me wide apart like the
Jaws of Life opening a crushed car.
Oh my god, I thought he was going to tear me in half! Fortunately I was
so soaking wet his dick slid into me without that much trouble. Besides,
I was so damn horny at the moment for some cock that it didn't matter how
much it hurt at first, I just wanted a hard dick in me.
I felt like I was going to explode from the way he filled me so
completely. He was incredible; it was easily the best cock I had ever
had, even better than my dad’s. Finally, I had him all of it in me and
so I rested all of my weight onto him, driving his dick into me as far as
I could.
“Damn you’re fucking tight Kelly!” Jon exclaimed, “If I didn't know
better I would’ve thought I was your first!”
Despite my best efforts I couldn't help but laugh a little at that one.
He was far from my first and yet I prided myself on my tight pussy. I
rarely used a dildo, normally masturbating with just my fingers so the
only “outside” thing that typically penetrated my pussy was a cock – the
very thing it was designed to accommodate.
Frankly, I don’t think I could take all the credit though. As thick as
he was he probably would have been tight in my mom’s pussy! After one
child and decades of heavy dildo usage, some of which were quite
monstrous, her pussy wasn't anywhere near as tight as mine, one of the
reasons I knew my dad liked to fuck me although a minor reason at that.
His cock was throbbing in me as I started to rock on it, forcing it to
stroke in and out of me in the process. I looked down to see his thick
bush of pubic hair against my smooth crotch and it tickled me as bit as
it rubbed against me. His cock would disappear inside of me and I loved
to watch it as it reappeared and then re-entered me again and again. I
reached down to massage my clit as I kept rocking back and forth on his
wonderful cock.
God, it was everything I had been hoping for – and more!! Finally I came;
a long, surging orgasm that made every inch of me cry out as if I had
been soaked in gasoline and someone had lit a match. I cried out louder
as I closed my eyes and allowed waves of the purest of pleasures roll
through me, surging out from my cock-filled pussy like waves spreading
out in a pond when a rock is dropped in. The just kept on, a relentless
flow of one after another, each more intense than the one before it as I
squeezed his cock tight with my pussy.
“Oh god!” I cried out, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear but that
wasn’t much of a worry a far out in the middle nowhere as we were.
“Yeah, that’s it Jon!... Fuck me!... Dammit fuck me harder.”
Jon grabbed my ass with both hands. He was on the edge of the hood and
he slid down to his feet, holding me up so he never stopped fucking me.
He stood in front of the car, lifting me up and down on his cock like he
was in the gym pumping iron. Well, those workouts must have done some
good because he held me up like I didn't weigh anything, stroking himself
in and out of me.
I had my arms around his neck and my breasts rubbed against his hard
chest, making my nipples tingle yet again. Jon was starting to pant and
he lowered himself so I could stand on my feet and lift myself off his
cock. The feel of his cock leaving me was incredibly intense – God I
wanted it back in me!
“Turn around... That’s it, now put your hands on the hood,” he commanded.
“Good, now spread those pretty legs and let me see that nasty cunt.”
I did everything just as I was told and was rewarded by the head of his
cock once again seeking the entrance to my starving pussy. He rubbed
himself against me, not quite entering me but running his wet cock up my
ass crack and then back to my clit. I couldn't take this for much longer
– I HAD to have it in me.
“Oh for crying out loud fuck me you bastard!” I exclaimed out of sheer
frustration, “Stop playing around and put that cock in me!”
Jon just laughed, being a bit of a bastard now as he withheld what I
wanted so badly. It was cruel; he knew I wanted to be fucked and even
though he undoubtedly wanted it as well, he controlled his cock and he
was obviously enjoying making me beg for it.
“You want more of this dick, eh bitch? You like a fat dick... don't you.
God you really are nothing but a little fucking whore, aren’t you! I
wonder just how many guys have fucked this little cunt? Eh? From what I
hear, quite a few. Well my little whore, I’m going to fuck you like one
now!”
It may sound like he was being nasty now that I describe it yet as horny
as I was, he could have called me anything and I wouldn't have cared so
long as he fucked me. I turned my head and wiggled my ass against his
engorged cock. “Well, I can take anything you’ve got so quit stalling
and fuck me. Fuck me you asshole!”
Without any warning Jon suddenly lunged forward and drove his big cock
completely into my open pussy in one rapid movement. Totally unprepared,
I gasped and then cried out, both from the sharp pain and then from the
intense the pleasure of his dick in me. Damn it, he still felt huge as
he split me apart like I was in childbirth.
Usually after being fucked for a while my pussy would be more open and
easier to penetrate but not with his fat cock. His incredible surge
violated my poor pussy as if I was being raped and it overwhelmed me to
the point it set off another orgasm. I moaned loudly, crying out loudly
as I begged him over and over to fuck me. It was like a relentless chant
of “Fuck me”, yelling it out over and over again as it was all I could
think of, all I wanted, all I HAD to have.
The world closed in and all I could see and feel was Jon and his cock as
my orgasm aged on within me. It was so intense it didn't last long but I
wanted more and fortunately Jon was willing to give it to me.
Jon was stroking even faster and harder now. “Alright Kelly, it’s my turn
to cum now. Get ready – I’m going to fill that tight pussy with more
spunk than you’ve ever had before!”
Damn him, I wanted it so bad! All I could think about was the feeling of
his tremendous cock splitting me apart one moment and then withdrawing
and letting me close together again the next. I was rocking back and
forth in rhythm with his thrusts, driving him into me even deeper each
time.
Suddenly he drove himself hard into my ass and held himself there, his
hands on my waist, pulling me into him even more.
“Oh god I’m cumming!” he bellowed, “Take it Kelly, take it all!”
Suddenly a hot flash exploded inside of me as his first stream of cum
emerged and was deposited in me. Then another and yet another, each like
a small grenade exploding with a burst of heat deep inside of me.
I could feel his cock pulsing as it forced even more of his sperm into
me. Finally he stopped and just held himself in me, breathing heavily.
I moved forward to let his cock slip out of me and then turned around and
squatted down so I could suck his cock. He jerked involuntarily as my
tongue lightly touched his sensitive organ.
I took him into my mouth and savored the flavor of the mixture of our
cum, served on a fat cock. I could feel his cum starting to drain from
me and run down my leg. Using my fingers, I scooped it off my leg and
put in into my mouth, enjoying my “dessert”. His cock slowly softened in
my mouth and finally I let him loose and stood up in front of him, a huge
grin on my face.
“Well Jon, did I live up to my reputation?” I asked coyly, feeling a bit
of cum dripping from the side of my mouth.
“Fuck Kelly, you are without a doubt the best piece of ass in the entire
school!”
I smiled as it made me feel really special to hear him say that. I knew
Jon had fucked practically all of the cheerleaders, if not all of them,
and I loved it that he thought I was a better lay than any of those
bitches. Well, I may not be able to do a cartwheel but I certainly knew
how to suck and fuck!
We put our clothes back on and got back in the car. I could still feel
some cum on my leg and more was draining from my pussy, which was
creating a large wet spot in the crotch of my shorts. My nipples looked
like bullets pressing through my top. If a cop stopped us now there
would be no doubt what I’d been up to!
It only took about ten minutes to get back to my place. I gave him a
quick kiss and got out of the car to go back into the house. My parents
were asleep so I just dropped my clothes next to the bed and laid down,
thinking back over the events of the night.
I touched myself and shivered as my clit was still swollen and sensitive.
I lay there for a while, masturbating slowly as I remembered how Jon’s
fat cock felt so wonderful inside of me. I eventually brought myself to
another orgasm and then was finally able to go to sleep.
Despite the great sex, Jon and I never went out again after that night.
I had a feeling going into the evening that I was going to be just a
notch on his belt, something to brag about with the guys. Well I didn’t
care as he was a notch in my belt as well!
One thing I WAS sure of - from the way he fucked me I knew my reputation
was going to be even better now!
THE END