Turned on virgin

CHAPTER TWO

Cindy awoke the next morning feeling like a new girl. She kicked the covers from her nude body, still glowing from the aftermath of yesterday's soul-searing triple-fuck, and her hands flew to her erogenous zones, one to her lifting young tits, the other to her moist twat. Her lovely legs spread in a magnificent V and her pussy eagerly opened to her invading fingers. Her ass began to squirm as she finger-fucked herself and daydreamed about Cliff, Fred and Jake, as well as the giant cocks that had filled her dreams of last night.

Her reverie was interrupted by the noise of a lawn mower. Cindy gazed toward the open window. It must be Friday, she thought. Mr. Barrett always mows his lawn on Friday.

Cindy's mind shifted to thoughts of her next-door neighbor. Poor Mr. Barrett, she thought. How she had cock teased this man over the years.

Ralph Barrett had watched Cindy blossom into a nubile young woman. He had seen her panties when she climbed the backyard trees as a child. He had seen her pretty young tits growing pointed in her dresses when she turned twelve. And he'd seen her fill out and develop a teasing wiggle to her cute ass, and an exciting thrust to her hard pointed tits in her tight T-shirts.

Cindy often thought about Mr. Barrett the way he always kidded her about coming into his cellar. She had come on her fingers many times just thinking about the things he would do to her if she ever did go into that cellar with him. But then there was that strange fear – not of Mr. Barrett – but of some unknown, dark presence in her mind that scared the wits out of her.

That fear was now gone, thoroughly fucked out of her. Cindy giggled, recalling yesterday's session, and leapt out of bed. She peeked through the window curtain at the tall white-haired man next door pushing his lawn mower. Her blue eyes fell to his crotch. Her pink tongue slipped across her ripe lips, leaving them as moist as her cunt-lips. Smiling to herself, she put on a brief minidress and zipped it up the back. Then she slipped her bare feet into sandals and hurried out of her room.

On the kitchen table, Cindy found a note saying her mother had left early "to look for work".

"I'll bet," Cindy laughed, dropping the note back onto the table. "She's looking for the same kind of work I am." She giggled and pranced out of the house.

Ralph Barrett saw Cindy come around the house and he turned off the mower. His eyes took in her youthful beauty as she came his way – her soft blonde hair, bright blue eyes, full, ripe lips, lovely tits straining against her tight dress, her lovely legs exposed almost to her crotch by the brevity of the dress. They met at the fence.

"Good morning, Cindy," the man greeted, eyeing her tits up close. "You look bright and chipper today."

"Oh, I am!" Cindy enthused, feeling warm and cozy in his presence. She took a deep breath so her tits would rise up beneath his gaze.

"And, how's your mother?" Barrett asked.

Cindy heaved a sigh. "Mr. Barrett," she said, "We don't have to make this small talk anymore. I have a confession to make. I know why you like me to stand here and talk to you. I've always known. And I'm sorry I've teased you so much."

Barrett's face paled. His eyes shifted nervously. "I… I don't think I understand what you…"

"Oh, yes, you do," Cindy said, leaning closer to him. The fence came up to her navel. She pressed against it and her tits threatened to burst through her dress. "I know you like to look at my titties. Now I want you to." She peered down at her twin lovelies and cooed, "They've grown into really nice ones, huh?"

"Jesus," Barrett groaned.

Sudden activity in his pants attracted Cindy's eyes. Then she saw his hands trembling, his flushed face. "Oh Mr. Barrett. You poor man. I don't know how I could have been so cruel to you. Are you all right? You look ill. Oh, here, help me over."

In a state of shock, Barrett took her hand and stared wide-eyed as Cindy scrambled over the fence, thighs parting, exposing her young pink, blonde-curled cunt.

Cindy peered up into his drawn face and asked, "Aren't you going to invite me into your cellar? You always do."

Barrett's mouth opened but no sound came out. Cindy giggled and pulled his hand. "Come on," she said. "Before Mrs. Barrett looks out." She led him down the stone steps into the musky coolness of the cellar.

A mind-blowing rapture raced through Barrett's frame when Cindy eased her hand into his pants and grasped his throbbing wet cock.

Instinctively, he reached down and stayed her hand. Cindy's eyelids fluttered at him. "Don't stop me," she whispered. "I want to." And she drew out his engorged prick.

"Oh," Cindy breathed, taking his cock into both hands and exploring its width and length. "It must be terrible for you – your wife so sick and a sexy girl next door teasing you all the time. You poor man."

Cindy's fingers traveled over the length of his pulsing prick, tracing exciting lines from its base to its raging red head. She curled a saucy thumb over the wetness, teasing his cock into renewed anxiety. It was alive in her cool hands, and Barrett began breathing hard. His body began to tremble, his knees to shake.

"Mr. Barrett," Cindy whispered. "You'd better sit down."

There was an old straight-backed chair and.

Brett sank into it heavily, his massive cock sticking stiffly in the air, leaking clear fluid. Pretty Cindy dropped to her knees before it like a priestess before her God, and looked at it with unabashed pleasure.

"Goodness, Mr. Barrett," she said hotly, grasping his meaty prick again. "What a monstrous cock. No wonder you wanted to get me in here. But it's so wild. You must be awfully close to coming."

Brett, dazed and slumped in the chair, his jaw slack, said something that sounded like, "Grnnphhh."

Cindy giggled and said, "Well, don't you worry. I owe you a lot after all the teasing I did. I'll suck it for you if you want me to."

Barrett choked, gasped, swallowed audibly.

Eager now to have a man-cock in her mouth, Cindy was shivering with anticipation as she dipped her pretty head down and gave the wet head of his cock a dainty lick. The mere taste of his fluid aroused her cunt and it grew restless between her legs. She reached under her dress and rubbed it vigorously as she held his raging prick in her other hand and licked it. His jerky movements and animal sounds told her Barrett was enjoying this, so she gave it all she had, licking up his shaft to the head, lapping there, then round and round, thrilling him almost to death.

"Sweet Mother of God, Cindy," Barrett choked out, quivering with excitement, "you sure know how to suck a cock! You'll like it!"

Cindy giggled, licking hotly, and murmured, "Now I do. I was afraid to suck a man's cock last week. I didn't know what I was missing. Mmm, you taste so good. How hot it is. How big. Mmmmm." Her mouth slipped over the big burning head and she took his cock into her throat.

"Oh, you lovely cockteaser," Barrett groaned, fucking his cock at her as her tongue rolled round and round. "Cindy, Cindy… You're a wonder!"

Cindy moaned a thank-you, bobbing her pretty head rapidly now, thrilling to the sensations of his huge hot dick fucking her soft, sensuous mouth. Against her wild fingers between her sweaty thighs, her cunt flooded with juices, slurping around her fingers as the massive prick in her mouth aroused her more and more.

Barrett stiffened in the chair, his body jerking, and he let out a howl as Cindy's greedy, sucking mouth drove him to orgasm. He gazed hotly down at her pretty head and was amazed at her sucking ability, her desire for a man's prick, and her eager willingness to give him pleasure. Her expert sucking transformed his passion into raw lust.

"You lovely cocksucker," he growled. "Suck it, suck it!" He grabbed her face between his big hands and pulled it to him, at the same time thrusting his hips forward, burying his cock in her hot mouth and fucking her throat, panting and gasping. "Keep sucking, you sweet bitch. Get it! Eat my come, you cock-teasing slut. Here. Take it!"

His head jerked back and he bared his teeth as an animal yell escaped his throat. His rigid, aching cock pumped wads and wads of hot come into Cindy's sucking mouth. The burning jism ripped out of his loins, crazing him with lust for Cindy's young mouth.

Cindy was delighted by his passion, his great need for her sucking, and by the fantastic amount of come that gushed into her mouth. She swallowed mouthful after mouthful, filled with wonder at his supply, and she moaned hotly as she came on her fingers, thinking how his rigid cock would feel in her cunt, gushing like this. She sucked and licked until Barrett's cock was tamed, unable to spurt another drop of come, and then she licked it clean, emitting little moans of pleasure as she did so.

When she peered up at the gasping man, she smiled and cooed, "Did you like that?"

"You're amazing," Barrett replied breathlessly.

Cindy rose to her feet, pleased with herself. "I owed you that," she said softly. She reached behind her neck and unzipped her dress. "And now I'm going to give you the rest that I owe you."

"Cindy…" Barrett gasped, watching her pull her dress off.

Cindy dropped her dress to the floor and stood in all her naked beauty before him, pretty legs parted so he could view her moist, pink cunt. She smiled at him. "This is what you've been trying to see, isn't it? Well, it's all yours. My mouth, my tits, my cunt, even my ass. Do you like my ass?" She whirled around and displayed her naked rump to his gaze. She smoothed a hand over the cheeks teasingly and cooed, "Would you like to fuck my ass? I'll let you if you want to. I'll let you do anything now."

"Jesus Christ," Barrett groaned.

Cindy faced him, cupping her tits invitingly.

"You're really a very nice man," she said as she advanced to him. Her arms circled his neck and she straddled his thighs. "I owe you so much," she whispered, gently rubbing her wet pussy over his cock. "We'll have lots of fun, you and me. And I'll never tease you again."

Cindy reached down and grasped his hardening prick, milking it. Giggling at its fresh stiffness, she held it tightly and lowered her cunt-hole down onto it. "Mmmmm," she moaned, settling on it, "how nice. Eww, how deep you get. Ohhh, fuck me, Mr. Barrett, fuck me! Ew, ew, ewwww, let's fuck and fuck and fuck. Oh, golly, it's so big again. Ewww, give it to me. Please, please. Kiss me, lick my tits, suck my nipples, fuck me! Ohhh, drive me crazy for it, Mr. Barrett! Make me like it. Ohh I want it, I want it!"

Cindy grew so exuberant about the fucking that she had the poor guy pinned down on the chair, a slave to her lust instead of the other way around. She used him. Shoving a tit into his mouth, she forced him to suck her nipple. Her arms strangled his neck, and her hot gushy cunt slipped and slopped up and down on his rigid, fucking cock until she was gasping loudly, fucking wildly, jouncing and bouncing on his lap, squirming and twisting and tuning and moaning hotly.

"Fuck meeeeeeee…" Cindy cried as, ramming herself down on his lap, Barrett's monstrous cock ripped into her womb and shot a fiery load of come into her, sending Cindy into frantic quivering and jerking. "I'm commmmmming!" she squealed with delight, and her juicy cunt flooded his spurting prick.

"Oh, oh, ohhhh," Cindy moaned, shaking all over, giggling and laughing and still fucking. "You wonderful man! Ohhhh, how could I ever have run away from this? Ew, ewww, how niiiiiiice, mmmm, more, more…"

Cindy really did want more. She was now ripe for fucking, but just at that moment a new sound came to their ears. "Ralph? Ralph?" It was Mrs. Barrett. "Ralph? What's all that noise?"

"Oh, damn, damn, damn," Cindy whimpered. "She heard me. You got me so hot and I was coming so good that I lost control of myself." She suddenly kissed his mouth, giving his tongue a few little licks with hers. Then she drew away from him, leaving his cock spent, pink and dripping with their combined juices. As she hurriedly slipped into her dress, pussy-juice mingling with Barrett's hot come oozed down her inner thighs.

At the door, breathless, Cindy whispered, "Maybe we can meet somewhere. There's a lot of other things we can do now that we're friends." She started off, but paused to look back. "I love your cock," she cooed. "It's kind of nice having a prick like that right next door."

"Anytime you want it, Cindy," Barrett said with a grin. His lewd eyes burned into Cindy's swinging little ass as she pranced away from the house. He grasped his half-hard cock and thought about what he was going to do to her the minute he had the chance.