"Hi!" the young man greeted Karen as she opened the front door. "Is Anne here?"
The girl's mouth dropped open as she stared at him. God! He was beautiful! He was gorgeous! He sent a tingle of excitement running through her. His intense blue eyes smiled at her warmly. He was a big bastard! Ohhh, was he ever big! The blonde had to lean her head way back to look up into his face.
"No," she finally found the word to answer. "No, not just now. Please, come in. She'll be back pretty soon."
Karen wasn't about to let this guy walk away from the door. She'd never seen anything so magnificent in her life. He was as handsome as any movie star. He was bigger than she imagined any actor would be. He towered over her as he hesitated. She grabbed his arm and pulled him inside.
"Oh, come on in!" she insisted. "Does Anne know that you're coming over?"
"No," he smiled, ducking his head slightly. "She doesn't know that I'm back in town. I've been at a church conference the last couple of weeks."
Karen had realized who he was just as he remembered that he hadn't told her. Her lips formed his name as he spoke them.
"Ritchie Clay!"
No wonder her sister had spoken so warmly of him. Hell, this was more man than Karen had ever seen in one package. No wonder her sister had such hot pants for him. Karen led him back to the family room and offered him a seat on the couch. She fought the impulse to lick her lips at the sight of him, then remembered that she hadn't yet introduced herself.
"I'm Karen," she said. "I'm Anne's sister."
"I assumed that," he told her. "You had to be. Anne keeps taking about how beautiful you are. I knew that it was you when you opened the door."
Beautiful, hell! She wasn't just now. Karen knew that she should have changed from the old shorts and faded blouse. Damn! She had been on her way up to change when the door bell rang. The only good thing about her clothes was that the blouse was a size too small. Her tits threatened to split out of it. Ritchie saw that, too. Yes, he was having trouble keeping his eyes from watching her tits, watching the clear outline of her nipples and aureoles against the thin cotton.
"I'll bet you'd like something to drink!" she told him. "Let's see, we've got some beer that's cold."
"Oh no?" Ritchie immediately answered her. "I don't drink. I mean I don't drink alcohol. If you have something non-alcoholic, that would be nice."
"A Coke?" Karen asked. "Or maybe you'd like some iced tea?"
"Coke," Ritchie answered, his eyes unable to pull off her tits the way they bounced before him. He swallowed tightly and nodded, then watched her ass and thighs as she turned and walked quickly into the kitchen.
Nina wasn't around. The kitchen was empty. The teenager wondered if the brunette had taken advantage of everyone being out for the afternoon, everyone except Karen. Yes, the buxom maid was probably balling away in the room above the garage. The way Ritchie's eyes liked to stare at tits made the girl happy that the voluptuous Nina wasn't around to provide competition. Karen pulled a Coke from the refrigerator, then reached back and got another for herself. She carried them into the next room and sat down in front of Ritchie as soon as she had given him his drink.
Anne wouldn't be back for two hours, at least. Karen knew that. Her sister had gone on a shopping trip with their mother. From past experience, she knew how lengthy those became. She had begged off accompanying them herself because of that. No, she had most of the afternoon to spend with this big, beautiful man. The thought sent small chills of pleasure though her, causing her tits to heave out even more prominently. Ritchie's eyes caught their increased motion and he stared more, intently.
"All right?" she asked softly, looking up at him and leaning forward to give added size to her breasts. "The Coke, is it all right?"
"Sure," he answered her, actually blushing because she had caught him staring so hungrily. "Yes, it's fine."
Karen smiled softly at him, batting her long, curled lashes slowly. She gave a little shudder of pleasure at his approval, sending her tits into teasing tremors before his eyes. He twisted about uncomfortably, a bulge becoming more apparent in his groin. She wondered just how big a cock he had. Damn, as big as he was, he should have one enormous hunk of meat. Her pussy tingled at the prospect.
She got him to talking about himself. She pushed him to brag on his abilities on the football field. She led him to recount his moments of greatest success, slipping closer to him until she had her tits rubbing against his legs. She slowly stroked her hands up and down his legs, finally getting them along his thighs. The bulge in his groin was pulsing visibly beneath his pants as she kept rubbing against him and caressing his thigh while staring at him with wide-eyed fascination. Ritchie was sweating as he tried to break the conversation. His throat seemed awfully dry, the way he kept swallowing. He realized that he couldn't very well get up, not without revealing just how much of a hard-on he had raised. Karen smiled, aware of his predicament and thoroughly enjoying it.
"You sure your sister will be right back?" Ritchie asked.
"Mmmm, maybe," Karen teased. Hell, she had him in her clutches now. He couldn't leave, not without embarrassing himself about his erection. "She may be back in the next thirty minutes. She may not be back until time for dinner."
"But you told me she'd be right back!" he protested. "I wouldn't have come in otherwise."
"I lied," Karen answered him. "I wasn't about to let you get away. You're more than I've ever seen before." She hugged herself against him, pressing her tits all over his legs and grabbing up along his thigh until she was almost feeling his pecker. She felt a thrill as she realized that Ritchie was throbbing as wildly as she. She decided to make her most daring move. She hopped up and sat across him quickly. Before the man knew what was happening, he had the luscious little bundle in his lap. Her arms were around his neck. Those tits which had so captivated him were rubbing all over his chest.
"Ohhhh, God!" he muttered. "I know I shouldn't have come in. Please! Come on, now. You don't understand. I came in just to wait for Anne." He tried to extricate himself from the clinging body of the girl. Karen hung on to him, though. She clung tightly to him, squirming her ass down over his leaping cock. He was trying to turn her down, but his cock was all ready for a fuck. She shivered at the feel of the hot pecker beneath the thin material of her shorts.
"You're waiting for Anne," she assured him. "No reason why I shouldn't entertain you while we wait. I'm very good at entertaining men. Don't you think so? Don't my tits feel like I'd be, a great little diversion?"
She reached one hand down beneath her ass and grabbed hold of his cock. Karen squeezed tightly on the enraged prick, caressing beneath his pants until she thought his cock would tear out from its confinement. Damn, he had a piece of flesh down there! She grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her heaving tits, pressing it against the luscious breasts and holding it there. She knew he could feel her like she didn't even have that thin blouse on. She knew because that was the way his hand felt to her tits.
"Tell you what," she whispered. "You play with my tits while I play with your cock. Then, if you can get rid of that hard-on, I'll give up."
His eyes told her that she had him. He could no more make his cock go limp than he could make himself disappear. He probably would have liked to do exactly that. He couldn't, however, and he knew that he couldn't. He looked down at her tits beneath his huge hand. He stared at the soft invitation of her thighs. His eyes rolled helplessly. Then he seemed to lose control of himself. He shook violently. His eyes became sort of glassy and far away. His nostrils flared out in lust. Karen felt his breath begin to come in wild gasps.
"Only one way," he snarled, "to handle a woman like you! Only one thing to do with such a daughter of Satan!"
He tore her blouse from her, then buried his face into her naked tits. He sucked and lapped at them hungrily. His mouth worked furiously at one nipple, then at the other. At the same time he began pulling at her shorts. Karen tingled as he tugged the shorts down her hips and thighs. She kicked them off as he ripped her panties off. She lay before him, completely naked. He stared at her a minute, then pulled his pants open. His mammoth cock came out, shaking threateningly above her. Ohhhh, he was enormous! Karen had thought that her brother was well hung. She had believed Roger to have a hell of a piece of meat. This guy, though, had more cock than both of them put together. Damn! It looked a foot long as he brandished his prick before her.
"See!" he muttered to her. "See it! You've been begging for it, sister! Now you're going to get it! I'll teach you to go around leading men on like that!"
He got between her thighs and brought the head down against her pussy. For the first time, Karen felt frightened. He was going to fuck her dry! He was going to ram that enormous pecker into her without getting her oiled beforehand. She trembled at the thought of how he might hurt her. She opened her mouth to plead with him, then clamped it shut again. Hell no! She wasn't about to scream out, not as hard as she had worked to get him to this place. She'd take her chances with that beautiful cock!
He pushed the tip of his pecker into the lips of her cunt. One hand came up to her tits as he began forcing his entrance. Karen moved her ass to rub her pussy against the huge meat. If she could have just a minute or two, she could get her cunt flowing. She twisted to let her clit rub down on the lunging cock. Slowly and sensuously she worked herself while Ritchie groped lustfully at her tits. He caught one globe in his big hand and rolled it on her chest, his fingers played at her nipple, turning it hard. He released the boob and grabbed at the other. Again he worked adoringly at the breast, causing it to swell delightfully beneath his touch.
"God!" he whispered. "They're beautiful! They're the most beautiful tits I ever saw!"
Karen smiled up at him. Her pussy was just beginning to pulse and throb from the manipulation. She felt him shoving his monster of a cock at her with more determined effort. She felt the huge ram stretch her pussy terribly as it made its struggling but determined way into her. Damn! It felt like he had run a telephone phone into her. He filled her, he stretched her, he threatened to rip her cunt to shreds. Still, she was responding like crazy to his prick. She could feel the immense throbs that ran along the massive shaft.
"Ooooo!" she panted. "Ooooo! What a cock! What a huge, marvelous cock!"
"Ahhhh!" Ritchie groaned as he suddenly lunged at her. This time he buried that great pole into her. He drove all the way. His stomach hit her, he plunged his cock so far. The blonde moaned pathetically as she felt like he had surely torn her.
Damn, he must have absolutely annihilated her pussy. She shuddered as agonizing pain swept through her. She fought to keep from fainting as blazing pangs of searing flame shot through her.
"You feel that, don't you!" he gasped. "YOU see why I didn't want to? You see what you were begging for?"
"It's all right," she whispered to him. She wasn't lying, not all way. The pain was beginning to subside. Even the agony was now mixed with the most exotic pleasure. She was taking this monster of a cock! She was taking this pecker all the way. She might have been torn a little, but it was worth it. She was proving just how much of a woman she was. "It's all right," she repeated. "Fuck me! You're in there now! Whether you wanted to or not, you got your cock into my box. Now fuck me, damn it! Don't just let it lay in there."
His eyes looked at her. He was still alternating from gentleness to brutal lust. He looked into her eyes and had that soft, sensitive expression. Then he looked at her tits in his hand and became the creature of lust again. He pulled her to him, removing his hand from her tits. He pulled her against him so her swollen breasts would crash into his body. He began to fuck. He drove the magnificent cock back and forth through her pussy. At first the girl wanted to cry out again. Then her cunt slowly reacted to the wonderful presence. Her juices began to lubricate her pussy, allowing his pecker to slip back and forth with greater ease. Her desire rose rapidly. Karen shivered with each throb of pleasure that shook the great cock. Her cunt hugged the luscious rod, clinging to it as it pumped her and clutching at it in powerful spasms of pleasure.
"Ooooeeee!" Karen squealed. "Ooooeeee! What a cock! What a hell of a tool! Fuck me! Oooo, let me feel all that meat!"
Ritchie shook her lustily as he balled away. His big arms hugged her so hard he almost pressed the breath from her. She became aware again of just how huge he was. He seemed to completely dwarf her. She felt lost beneath his immense body. His cock had sure found her, though. She wasn't lost to it. She was impaled on it, Ritchie had her. Ohhhh, did he ever have her! He fucked her harder, his cock gliding frantically along the greased walls of her pussy. He reached beneath her ass and lifted her upward, popping his cock into her with increasing fury.
"I'll fuck you!" he panted. "You wanted to be fucked! I'll show you a fuck!"
He was doing exactly that. His cock thundered along her cunt, sending fiery sparks along every nerve. The girl trembled wildly as she wrapped her legs about him and clung to his driving body. She hunched her pussy along the powerful cock, wriggling from side to side in order to increase the exquisite pleasure. They were both panting and gasping, their orgasms almost to the point of exploding through them.
"Yessss!" Karen urged him. "Ohhhh, yessss! Ball me! Fuck me! Come on and let it go! Pump it all through me! Ohhhh!"
Ritchie started panting and moaning more loudly. His cock went into her in jerking motions. His whole body shook as he came up to his orgasm. Karen's head was spinning from the passion that pulsed over her. Her skin was sensitive to the touch. Her pussy felt every vibration of his pecker. She lost her breath once, twice, then found it. She rolled about in ecstasy as they both soared into their monumental climax.
"Oooooeeee!" she squealed. "Oooeeee! Beautiful! Ooooo, it's beautiful! It's wonderfull! It's the greatest thing that ever happened! Ooooeee!"
His cock kept gushing into her. He shot what seemed like a cupful of cum into her. He filled her, filled her so thoroughly that it poured from her cunt onto the couch. She'd have some cleaning up to do before her mother returned. What did that matter? She laughed at her worries and rode out the big man's powerful fuck.
Afterwards he held her close to him, his hands fondling delightedly at her tits. Ritchie looked into her eyes deeply. Karen saw the expression of sadness came into his face. He frowned, eyes clouding over.
"I'm sorry," he murmured. "Honestly, I'm sorry. That was a terrible thing to do. I shouldn't have been so weak to the flesh."
"I'm not sorry," she answered him. "I'm not sorry a bit, not one damned bit. It was beautiful. It was gorgeous."
"No," he insisted, "it was sinful. It was wicked. The devil got the better of us."
"Then I wish he'd stay around more often," Karen laughed. "If the devil was responsible for something so beautiful, then I'm interested in him."
Ritchie did not pursue the point. He merely shook his head sadly. He held her even tighter, as though he might be able to erase his fall by brute force. He held her and caressed her still excited tits. Finally he sighed wearily and suggested that he should be leaving.
"But you haven't seen Anne," Karen exclaimed. "Aren't you going to wait for her?"
"I couldn't face her," he admitted. "After what I've done to you, I couldn't face her. Please, you mustn't tell her what happened. She's so pure and sweet she'd never understand."
Karen could scarcely contain her laughter. This was hysterical. The blonde realized that her sister could have gotten her fuck long ago if she hadn't acted so religious around Ritchie. In her efforts to meet his ideal of a woman, Anne had missed out on a hell of a good screw. If she'd just been her own horny self, Anne could have gotten Ritchie as easily as had her little sister.
"Oh no!" she agreed. "We mustn't tell Anne. This will be our own special secret. Now come on, you've got to wash all that cum off before you go."
He followed her meekly as she led him upstairs. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and held it beneath the dripping pecker. Karen took him to one of the baths and pointed to the shower enclosure.
"Slip out of your clothes," she said, "and take a quick shower."
She leaned against the wall and watched the young man. Ritchie hesitated, staring at her. His eyes seemed to be asking if she planned on watching him take his shower. Karen began laughing at the absurdity of his attitude.
"What the hell?" she asked. "We've just been screwing, I'm naked as the day I was born. You're holding your cock right out in your hand for me to see. So why are you suddenly up tight about taking a bath in front of me?"
Ritchie saw the humor of his attitude. He laughed with her, but still frowned. He shook his head in confusion until the girl pushed him into the shower and stepped in with him.
"See," she laughed. "I'm going to take one, too. So you don't have to feel ill at ease. All right?"
They played in the shower as Ritchie finally relaxed and accepted her presence. That was because of her breasts. It was the thought of soaping her tits that convinced him of the fun of bathing together. They soaped each other, the boy's hands fondling her tits eagerly. Karen began rubbing lush suds into his groin. She stroked his cock and played with his balls until he was as hard as though nothing had happened downstairs. She leaned down and kissed the beautiful length of meat, her fingers tugging at his nuts. She sucked on the huge cock head and teased him unmercifully. Ritchie began to pant excitedly. The same expression of lust returned to his face. Before the delighted girl realized it, he had lifted her in his arms. He held her with one hand beneath her ass, the other steadying her back. His muscular arms lifted her with ease, then brought her down onto his erect pecker.
"Tease!" he panted. "I'll show you what happens when you tease me! You never learn, do you? You should know not to play so sexy with me!"
He was wrong, of course he was wrong. The blonde had learned very well how he responded to teasing. He got hot and started fucking. That was great, as Karen saw it. She tingled all over as he lowered her onto the throbbing prick. She felt her pussy open to the great head. Ritchie held her in his arms and began thrusting his meat upwards into her softly pulsing cunt.
"Ooooo!" she whispered. "Ooooo, that's good. That's sooo good!"
They laughed as he bounced her on his cock. They laughed as she rubbed her tits in his face and across his chest. They laughed as his cock began to get out of control and ram up her pussy with increasing demand. They shook and clung to each other, their bodies writhing and panting in pleasure. They fucked as the spray poured over them. They rubbed and clung and balled like crazy.
"Uhhh! Uhhhh!" Ritchie gasped as his cock began to shake furiously. "Ohhhh, baby! I'm about to shoot it all! It's ready to shoot into you!"
"Ooooeeee!" Karen cried out into the small enclosure as his hot semen boiled into her. "Oooooeeee!"
She clamped her legs about him and throbbed with the intense thrills of her second orgasm. She bit into his shoulder and rolled the tits he adored so fervently all over him. She trembled wildly and felt her orgasm meet his and match his fury.
"Oooooeeee!" she screamed again. "Ohhhh, yessss! Fuck me! Fuck me!"