"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.
"God," he said. "You hot little bitch!"
"Call me what you want!" she cried. "Do anything you want. Just fuck me!"
He reached beneath her and cupped her asscheeks. This way he was driving his spear deeper into her tight cunt. He wished that he had taken off his shirt.
He wished he could feel her hard little nipples poking holes in his chest, but there would be other times. He had barely tapped this little sexpot. There were going to be many other chances to teach her all about sex.
His balls were getting tight as he continued to thrust savagely into her hot box.
"Jesus, baby," he said softly. "Jesus, you're so tight. So Goddamned tight. I can't help myself. I'm going to have to give you my cum."
"Yes," she urged him. "Give it to me. Fill me up. Give me all your cum."
"Oh, Jesus Christ," he said. "Jesus Christ, I can't hold it any longer."
She thrust up at him once again as she felt his hot cum pouring into her hungry pussy. At the same time, she felt herself climbing. "Yes!" she cried. "Give it to me! I'm coming, too! I'm coming with you. Oh yes, squirt that stuff in me! It makes me feel so hot, SO HOTTT!" They collapsed in each other's arms and it was a long time before either of them could move.
Debbie didn't like the way the boy was watching her as she brought back the two Cokes. She felt his eyes on her as she rejoined the crowd and found that Diane was nowhere to be found. She was aware that the young, curly-haired boy had walked up behind her.
"You looking for your friend?" he asked.
His voice was surly and his eyes were wicked. Debbie was glad there were a lot of people around.
"Yes," Debbie said. "I am."
"I saw her leave with that teacher," the boy said. "Over there."
"You mean Mr. Kinkaid?" Debbie asked.