WARMING HER YOUNG BODY PART 4

Sueanne’s mouth was literally watering as the big, hairy man bumped and grinded like strippers she had seen in the movies. He was laughing and singing and it was clear that he was having a good time, released from the problems and care of his responsible family life.
She watched his half-hard prick bouncing against the swelling nest of his hairy balls. His buttocks parted slightly as he moved, exposing a puckered brown asshole that seemed to wink at her.
She ran her tongue hungrily along her lips.
She watched the mat of curly dark hair on his chest and belly catch the glints of light from the fire. It looked as though his massive chest was sparkling like some kind of superhuman.
The hair on his cockpad was thickly tangled and curled devilishly around the root of his thick prick, forming a curly set of bangs across his wide, full scrotum.
She watched the firelight glistening across his chest, sending circles of light around his tight nipples. As his prick continued to stiffen, Sueanne stared at it in fascination. It lost its skin-colored hue as it jerked to erectness, slowly becoming a dark, deep, blood-gorged purplish color, matching the coloring of his swelling, darkening balls.
At the end of his cock, a droplet of jism hung, catching the golden firelight and seeming to be a drizzle of pure gold as it slipped from his cockhead and fell to the cold, wooden floor.
Sueanne crawled toward him, stroking his veined, bare feet with her eager exploring fingers. She licked his thick, muscular calves, tickling the coarse black hair with her tongue, sending shivers of excitement up the big man’s body.
He stood perfectly, looking down at the blonde virgin whose hot tongue was bathing his strong legs, her fingers exploring his thighs and buttocks. Mike’s prick stood higher, almost pointing toward the ceiling as her hot tongue approached his swelling balls.
Sueanne pushed gently at the big man’s thighs, urging him to put his feet apart, to give her hungry face room to work between his legs. She moved her warm, wet tongue beneath his balls, feeling their heat and weight against her cheek and she stroked the crevice of his tight, muscular buttocks with eager fingers.
Licking his scrotum, she found his puckered asshole with one exploring finger and rubbed the tight opening as she wrapped her lips around one of the rock-hard testicles inside his sac.
“Oh, shit, honey,” Mike groaned, “my cock is gonna bust.”
She ran her hot tongue up the underside of his shaft and his prick jerked upward. He thought it was going to shoot off but he tried to control it, tried to prevent orgasm. Sueanne could tell that a few more strokes of her hot tongue on his cock would bring a warm fountain of jism across her face, so she pulled herself up, holding onto his hips and began to lick his belly and his thick, matted chest.
Mike had never had a woman suck his tits before and, had he not been so damned hot, he probably would have pushed her face away. But his body was so wild with the enjoyment of her warm tongue bath, that he stood still, his head thrown back, loud guttural sounds emitting from his throat, as Sueanne found his tight, stiff nipples with her hot mouth and sucked on them. Her fingers were still caressing the crack of his ass.
Sueanne could feel his boiling meat throbbing against her belly as she took the tiny stiff nipple into her mouth and licked it. It seemed to stiffen and grow slightly in her mouth. His buttocks were quivering and giving her exploring fingers room to move inside the crevice.
“Oh, honey,” Mike was groaning, “oh, honey, it’s so good!” His big hands gripped her head and tangled his thick fingers in her fine, blonde hair.
She moved her open, wet mouth across his chest to find the other nipple, licking it to rigidness with her hot tongue. The groans were louder and she could feel them vibrating from the cavity of his huge chest.
Her finger dipped into, the tightness of his asshole, pressing, and she could feel it giving way to allow her finger entrance. She slid back down his body, tonguing his rib cage and his navel, finding her way to his throbbing balls and licking them. His cock was pounding hard against her cheek as she sucked his nuts and pressed her finger deeper into his asshole.
“Don’t come yet,” she pleaded with him, “hold it back. I want to suck and fuck you all over.”
Mike’s knees were weak and it was easy to follow her gentle tugging until she pulled him down, laying him on the floor on his back, pushing a blanket under his head for a pillow. His body twisted in wild torment as she lay between his legs, licking his balls and plying his rectum with one slender finger.
Sueanne had read in books about the proximity of the prostate gland to the anus and she moved her finger until she found the gland, massaging it through the membrane of Mike’s rectum. His asshole dilated and grabbed at her finger and his cock was flailing wildly, pointing at the ceiling.
She wanted to make him crazy with lust, to drive him to such frenzy that he would have to push his cock into her cunt, he would have to deflower her, rip out the cherry, fill her hole with hot, male meat. Her cunt was flexing in anticipation and her own hot juices were spilling onto her thighs, eagerly awaiting her first full fucking.
“Suck it, baby,” Mike was groaning loudly, “Suck my cock, honey, let me come!”
Sueanne was tempted to suck that hot meat that swung before her eyes like a massive pendulum, to feel it press against her hot throat, to shoot a sizzling wad of jism into her hungry belly. But she knew that the moment that she let that thick prick slide into her mouth and stroked its underbelly with her hot tongue, Mike would explode with orgasm and her cunt would remain virgin and unfucked.
She watched the cock jerking and convulsing but she refused to let, her hot mouth touch it. She continued to lick the big man’s hairy balls and suck on each of his hard nuts as she continued to push her finger in and out his asshole. His ass muscle was open now, anxious to receive her and she easily slid in another finger, fucking steadily, rubbing against his glands.
“Oh, honey,” Mike was moaning, “fuck my asshole, sweetheart, suck my cock!”
She had three fingers up him, moving them hard and fast into him, reaming him deeply and stimulating the glands with every stroke. Hot, clear jism was streaming from his cock in preparation for him to shoot.
“I don’t want to shoot off in the air,” he begged, “please suck it, honey!”
But Sueanne smiled and licked his balls, fucking his asshole with her finger. She knew he would have to make a move soon. She knew he couldn’t stand it much longer.
“Damn it,” Mike screamed, “suck my cock!”
And when Sueanne refused to do so, he pushed her away, groaning as her three fucking fingers left his asshole.
Sueanne smiled joyfully, certain that he would mount her wildly and cram his meat into her cunt at last — but he got to his knees and held her head between his legs.
“Open your mouth,” he cried, “take my cock in your mouth!”
She was trapped between his knees and his red hot pecker was knocking at her lips. She opened her mouth wide to receive the prick.
He held her head in place and began to fuck deeply into her throat. “Open it up,” he demanded, “open up that throat, I’m gonna fuck your mouth, honey!”
She tried to open her throat as widely as possible, letting the pulsing, rampant prick slide past her mouth into the cavern that led to her belly. She almost gagged with the heat and fury of the pounding cock inside her throat. She found that if she concentrated on relaxing, it hurt less and she let the wild man rape her throat with his thick, rigid organ.
Her fingers found his asshole once again and she drove in three fingers at one thrust, fucking in the same manner and speed as Mike’s prick was fucking her throat. With her other hand, she gripped the swollen, bursting balls that slammed against her chin with every thrust. She squeezed them, hoping to encourage his ejaculation. The wild and ripping force of his big dick inside her throat was hurting her.
“Oh, baby,” Mike screamed, “fuck my asshole, honey, I’m going to shoot off in your belly!”
His balls seemed to swell instantly until the thick skin on them was like tightly stretched, thin plastic and his cock seemed square, as though it had corners, like a piece of lumber, ravishing her throat. The veins beat wildly against her sensitive inner mouth and Mike’s asshole widened, then gripped her fingers like a vise as his boiling jism poured down into her belly.
“I’m drowning you in jism, honey, filling you with my hot come!”
He let out an animal yell and then fell forward, still gripping Sueanne’s fingers in his asshole. At last, the nether hole relaxed and Sueanne pulled her fingers free of the red hot vise. His prick had wilted inside the hot oven of her mouth and he rolled away from her.
Sueanne swallowed, her throat was sore from the huge, hot prick fucking against the virgin channel of her mouth.
“Did I hurt you, honey?”
Mike rolled over and leaned his head on his elbow, concerned.
Sueanne swallowed again, a gulping sound.
“Yes,” she said hoarsely. “My throat aches.”
“Shit,” Mike groaned. “I’m really sorry. You make me crazy, a wild man. I haven’t been this excited in my whole life.”
Sueanne, at that moment, didn’t give a shit about his excitement. Her throat hurt, damn it. She rubbed her neck with sensitive, tender fingers.
Mike got up and walked to the cupboard at the dark side of the room. She could hear him rustling through the shelves.
“Here,” he said, coming back to her with a bottle and a spoon. “This is honey. Let it slide real slow down your throat.”
The top was sticky and she worked it open. She took the spoon with her sticky fingers and let the sweet honey slide down her aching throat. It seemed to sooth it some immediately and she swallowed with less pain than before.
“Thanks,” she smiled at Mike. “Sorry I’m such a sissy but it really hurt.”
Mike shrugged. “Some women can take a lot of cock in their mouths and some can’t.”
Sueanne licked each of her fingers, one by one, savoring the sticky honey taste.
“I want your cock, Mike,” she said bravely, “but not deep in my throat. I want it in my cunt.”
Mike swallowed and looked down at his feet.
“I can’t do that, kid,” he said, “you know I can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
Sueanne looked directly at him, arguing. “Some teenage boy is going to get my cherry, if you don’t. He probably won’t know what the hell he’s doing and he’ll probably hurt me a lot. Wouldn’t it be better for me to do it the first time with an experienced and gentle man like you?”
Mike reached over and stroked the length of her slender neck.
“After that throat fucking I just gave you,” he smiled and shook his head, “I wouldn’t say I was a very gentle man.”
“You meant to be,” she reassured him, “you just got carried away.”
“I could get carried away again,” he said firmly.
“And I don’t want the responsibility, honey. I don’t want to take any teenage kid’s cherry — especially when her father is the kind of powerful big-shot that your daddy is.”
“Fuck my daddy,” Sueanne said angrily, tears coming to her eyes. “I promised you I wouldn’t ever tell him.”
Mike sighed and looked at the girl’s sweet virgin body.
“Sorry, honey. I just can’t do it.”
Sueanne let the tears stream down her face. They were hot, angry tears, furious at not getting her way. And they were tears of embarrassment. She had offered her cherry, the only one she’d ever have, to this man and he had refused her. Her face was flushed and wet with streaming tears.
Mike picked up the blanket and wrapped her tightly in it, feeling her sweet young body under his big hands as he tucked the blanket under her thighs.
He stood up and walked to the window, his flaccid cock nesting and bouncing gently in his withered balls. “Still snowing,” he sighed, “we won’t get out of here tonight.”
He knelt by the fireplace and poked with a finger at the left-over vegetables. They were dried and brown now, wholly unappetizing. He took the jar of honey in his hand, dipped a big finger into it and licked it.
“This stuff is supposed to give you energy,” he said to the girl but all he heard from her were more sniffles. “Come on, stop crying, honey,” he begged, “you make me feel like a heel.”
Sueanne felt the big man move next to her and push her back onto the floor. His hand went under the tight blanket and found her cunt, swollen and juicy with unsatisfied desire.
“I can’t let you go to sleep hot,” he whispered, “then I’d be a super-heel.”
He pushed back the blanket and Sueanne felt something liquid on her breast. She looked down to see Mike pouring a spoonful of honey on her nipple, then leaning down with his warm mouth to suck and lick it off. She could feel her groin tighten with excitement as his tongue licked against her rigid nipple, sucking it, cleaning it, eating off the honey.
She heard a groan come out of her throat and she knew that her thighs were moving open in anticipation.
When the big woodsman had cleaned that nipple, he poured a spoonful of honey on the other breast and in the same, slow and sensuous fashion, licked and sucked it until the breast was clean and the nipple taut and rigid.
She felt his hot mouth moving down her ribcage to her navel. He filled her belly button with honey and tongued and sucked it clean, too. Her thighs were moving open, her knees high, giving him clearance to her waiting cunt.
He crawled between her thighs and took some honey on his fingertips, smearing her labia, her tiny cunt-hole, swathing her chit in the sticky honey. He held up his fingers for her to suck and Sueanne took his fingertips in her mouth eagerly, sucking them clean as his tongue licked and lapped at the entire area of her throbbing cunt.
She felt his tongue moving to her asshole, pressing in, fucking in and out. She was thrashing wildly and she reached down with one hand to grab his hair.
“Suck my clit,” she ordered, “at least suck me off, I’m so hot I’m going to burst!”
Mike’s tongue reluctantly left her sweet asshole and licked the hot, swollen labia. Every stroke of his hot tongue sent an electric shock to her groin.
“Suck me,” she begged, “suck my cunt, Mike. Suck me off!”
His tongue tickled through her silky cunt hair, wiping it spotlessly clean of honey and she felt his tongue probing the soft tissue at the base of her rigid clit.
“That’s it,” she screamed, “suck it! Suck my clit!”
But she felt his tongue slide downward, pressing into her virgin cunthole, sucking out the honey, fucking the edge of the cunthole with his rigid tongue.
Her breasts were tight and firm and jutting toward the ceiling. She could feel the nipples pulling and tightening and she took them in her own fingers, pinching and squeezing them gently as they grew harder.
His tongue was probing deeply into her cunt canal, as far as a tongue could go. She wished it would penetrate her hymen, would crack it open, and the virgin blood would fill his hot and hungry mouth.
But his tongue at last moved upward toward her pulsing clit and she felt the firmness of his lips wrap around the throbbing organ. His tongue searched the erectile tissue until he found the rock-hard seat of pleasure and he moved it back and forth with his tongue.
“Oh, yes,” she screamed, “Oh, yes, Mike, I’m going to cream all over your face!”
He found her tiny asshole and filled it with two fast fucking fingers.
Sueanne felt the invading entrance into her hot ass and her buttocks seemed to be opening to welcome it. The ass muscle was not tight at all, she was so excited, and she wanted more.
“Fuck my ass,” she ordered wildly, “fill it up!” She felt a third big finger slide up inside her rectum, fucking in and out in a fierce and steady rhythm.
“Fuck me hard, deep,” she cried out, “More, more, more!”
Mike plunged a fourth finger into the girl’s asshole. It was gaping at him, hungry, trying to do the job both for itself and for her virgin cunt.
“Fuck me hard,” she begged, thrashing, “fuck me until I scream!”
She could feel him slamming his hand hard in and out her asshole and his tongue was working furiously on her rampant, convulsing clit.
The rod-hard nipples of her breasts were explosive between her fingers and she rubbed furiously, feeling as though her whole body was going to erupt!
If only she had his hot, hard meat plugging up her cunt, as well!
She couldn’t control the shuddering motion of her body and she felt her asshole grasping wildly at the fucking fingers. Her nipples, she thought, must be an inch long and thicker than she had ever felt them as she rubbed them madly with her fingers. His hot tongue was on the precise right spot on her stiff chit and the trembling began in her slender thighs.
She felt her chit convulsing in his mouth and her asshole grabbed his fingers so tightly that he couldn’t continue fucking into her rectum.
She continued to stroke her long, stiff nipples as her hips rose of their volition. Mike had to hold onto her hips to keep his mouth moving on the wildly ejaculating clit.
Sueanne thrashed furiously, almost tossing Mike onto the cold floor as her cunt writhed in wild spasms and covered Mike’s face and hand with sizzling juice.
Even when she sank back onto the blanket on the floor and her nipples had receded into the warm bed of her breasts, she felt his tongue moving slowly across her chit.
“No more,” she begged, feeling the pain of his hard tongue on her exhausted clit. “No more.”
He sucked her whole cunt with his open mouth, making slurping sounds as he drank every drop of her spendings.
“God, you taste good,” he muttered, smacking his lips, “I could eat you forever.”
At last, she reached down with exhausted hands and pushed his head away.
“No, please,” she whispered, trying vainly to keep herself from failing into a deep and satisfied sleep, “No more.”
She barely felt the big man crawl up next to her and wrap them both snugly in blankets. She knew somehow that her tousled blonde head was resting on his chest and that his muscular arm was holding her protectively.
Sueanne was not frightened of the blizzard, of the cabin, of this man. Feeling safe and protected, she fell into a deep sleep.
In her dream, she lay beside her father and stroked his naked body. She handled her father’s balls and limp penis until she leaned down and took it in her mouth, feeling it grow hard and wild inside her throat.
When her father’s prick was stiff, she dreamed, she lowered her body onto his guiding his cock into her slippery, hot opening, pressing his cock head against her virgin hole.
She lowered herself in dream-like slow motion, feeling every inch of her father’s pulsing dick as it slid for the first time into her hungry cunt. His prick grew longer and longer, it was not inches long, it was a foot long and it kept entering her and filling her up, filling her up, coiling like a giant snake inside her canal — but never busting her cherry, stopping short of her cherry.
Sueanne groaned in frustration as she slept, trying to push her cunt further onto her father’s cock, trying to pierce the hated hymen. But the cock just curled and coiled gently next to the maidenhead blockade.
Dammit, she tossed in her sleep, she couldn’t lose her cherry!
Suddenly, her dream switched and she was in the car with pimply Billy, his wide and evil grin filling the movie screen of her mind like a devilish cat. She dreamed that he tore off her clothes and she was trembling from the cold. The snow was banked around the car and she was trapped.
Billy tossed her naked over the back of the car seat and, mounting her from behind, drove his awful prick into her asshole and pulled furiously at her tits with his rough hands, like he was milking a damn cow.
Sueanne groaned and tossed again in her sleep, feeling her rectum full of Billy’s hot young meat, his hairy sac of balls slapping against her thighs as he fucked her incessantly.
Suddenly, her throat was filled with cock. A huge, hot blazing cock that stretched her sensitive throat walls and caused her mouth to blaze in pain. The cock grew larger and her throat swelled with its heat and mammoth size. She was strangling on the cock, the massive cock, the cock that fucked her throat. She could feel the red hot cock end pressing against the bottom of her belly, filling her own body. She struggled to breathe.
Then her body was filled with boiling semen and the cock wilted and slithered like a long snake from her belly, up her esophagus, turning in her throat and exiting her mouth head-first.
She looked up, in her breath, gasping for breath, her throat on fire with pain and she saw the owner of the snake-cock. It was her father, smiling down at her, smiling with an evil, menacing look.
Sueanne gasped out loud and woke up, her body chilled in the cold cabin. She saw the woodsman, Mike, naked next to her, his mouth slightly open in sporadic snoring.
“Mike,” she whispered, nudging him, “Mike, wake up.”
Mike groaned and half-opened his eyes.
“Hmmmm?”
“It’s cold,” she said, “the fire is dying out.” Mike sat up, his skin goose-bumped from the cold.
“It’s still snowing, too,” he said. “I bet we can’t get out of here tomorrow, either.”
Sueanne smiled at the thought, wondering if she still had time to seduce the woodsman to plough her virgin cunt with his thick cock.
She watched the big man pad across the cold floor, shivering, and take large logs in either hand. He tossed them expertly into the simmering fireplace and stirred the coals.
“I hope that will last till morning,” he said, “we’re running low on wood.”
He slipped into the warm blankets beside Sueanne’s naked cold body and rubbed her with his big hands.
“Come on,” he whispered, “snuggle up and keep warm. Body heat is the best kind.”
She nested into his big body, spoon-style, and felt the heat emanating from him and entering her chilled skin.
“We could freeze to death up here,” she said sadly. It was the first time that Sueanne had realized that there was real danger.
“Somebody will find us first,” Mike promised. “At least, I hope they will.”
Sueanne let him hold her protectively close and in moments, they were both asleep again.
She dreamed that Mike’s soft cock, which she could feel pressing against her buttocks, became hard and slipped easily into the crevice of her cunt. She pictured its one-eyed head searching for her cunt hole and pushing into it, anxious to return to the womb. She dreamed that it found the blockade of her maidenhead and reared back to burst through it, releasing a waterfall of virgin blood that streamed down its length and made a pool of blood on Mike’s big hairy balls.
But it was just a dream. Mike’s cock slept peacefully, cuddled into the warmth of Sueanne’s buttocks. It was tired and cold and had no intention of battling any maidenheads. At least not during this long chilly night.