Mindy Masters lay stretched out on her bed wearing
nothing but a yawn. It was a scorching hot summer day,
not to mention boring. Mindy was wondering how in the
world she was going to make it through a whole long,
hot summer without a man.
Mindy, a petite 20-year-old brunette, was home for the
summer and separated from her boyfriend, Vince, who''d
had to return to his own home town hundreds of miles
the past three months, and Mindy missed it desperately.
In fact, she missed it more with each passing minute,
and after a week at home, her need for s.e.x was urgent.
What was she going to do about it? It was a small town,
and she couldn''t just walk down the street and pick up
some guy. The news would be all over town in no time at
all. Besides, picking up strangers wasn''t Mindy''s
style. She wanted Vince. But she wouldn''t be seeing him
again till she returned in six weeks time, and that was
"Oh, shit," she sighed, "what am I gonna do?"
There seemed to be only one answer. She''d have to get
herself off, satisfy her own hot needs, without a man.
Mindy blushed as she thought about it. She''d
masturbated as a teenager sure, but since meeting Vince
she''d left those naughty habits behind. Vince''s hard
c.o.c.k had taken care of all her needs. Could she really
go back to playing with herself?
Rolling onto her back, Mindy slid a hand down her sleek
sn.a.k.e.d a finger between her t.h.i.g.hs and touched the
fiery-hot slit of her p.u.s.s.y. The flesh was swollen,
throbbing and wet. She was achingly horny, and even her
lightest touch felt fantastic down there. Suddenly,
there was a sharp rap at her bedroom door.
"Mindy, are you all right? I heard you m.o.a.ning," called
her mother''s voice.
"I''m fine, Mom," Mindy called impatiently. "I''m just
trying to take a nap. Maybe I had a dream."
"Oh, okay, dear," her mother replied, "try to go back
to sleep."
Mindy m.o.a.n.e.d with frustration. She was just getting
into the swing of things, and mom had to interrupt.
That was another thing about being home for the
summer... no damn privacy. It seemed like mom and dad
checked up on everything she did. And then of course
there were her two mischievous teenage brothers, always
hanging around.
She was lucky to get five minutes to herself to beat
eyes and stroked her hot, slippery little p.u.s.s.y slit.
It felt so nice, and she began to cream steadily,
soaking her fingers with the sizzling f.u.c.k-juice. It
felt good, real good, but there was one important
ingredient lacking... a man''s c.o.c.k. She missed Vince''s
big, stiff prick so badly.
Mindy smiled as she thought about how she and Vince had
met and how quickly he''d seduced her. She''d been an
innocent v.i.r.g.i.n in her first year of University, and
she''d been uptight and inhibited about s.e.x, just like
the rest of her family. But Vince had changed things
very quickly. She rubbed her creaming slit faster as
she recalled that first time.
She''d been crossing the campus, going from one class to
another, when she almost bumped into this absolute
hunk. He was tall, muscular, with black hair and
fantastically deep brown eyes. Just gorgeous, Mindy
thought, as she stood there staring at him like a fool.
He''d looked her over, and obviously he liked what he
saw, because he gave her a s.e.xy smile.
"Those look heavy," he asked, indicating her textbooks.
"Can I help you with them?"
Mindy had laughed. "I thought that went out with horses
and buggies," she said.
"Okay," he replied, "how about going out with me
instead? My name''s Vince, and I''ll pick you up at
five."
***
Looking back on it, Mindy realized she''d never once
said no to Vince the whole time she''d known him. She
had agreed, on the spot, to a date with this perfect
stranger. They got some take-away food and parked by a
lake and chatted, and she found herself getting more
turned on to the guy by the second. She was actually
creaming her p.a.n.t.i.e.s just being close to him, something
she''d never done before. She was suddenly so incredibly
aroused.
Mindy had never been horny for a guy before. Sometimes
when she was still in high school she''d get an itchy,
restless feeling, and she''d masturbate to ease the
sensation. But she''d been very strictly raised, warned
against boys and s.e.x, and Vince was the first guy who''d
broken through her reserve.
So when he started kissing her, Mindy didn''t resist.
She was curious about s.e.x, wondering what f.u.c.k.i.n.g was
like, and she was so aroused by Vince that she just
couldn''t bear to make him stop. He used his tongue when
he kissed, darting it teasingly in and out of her
mouth, and that just drove her wild. When they finally
came up for air, she was flushed and panting.
"Mindy," he laughed, "I get the impression you''ve never
kissed a guy before."
"That''s right," she admitted. "In fact this is my first
real date."
"You''re shitting me," Vince said.
"No, honest," Mindy said, "I was always chaperoned
before. My folks wouldn''t let me be alone with guys."
"Jesus!" Vince exclaimed. "that''s incredible! Well,
baby, you got a lot of wasted time to make up for, and
I''m just the guy to help you out."
He spent the rest of the evening proving it.
Mindy shivered l.u.s.tily as she thought back on that
evening. Her p.u.s.s.y-cream came in hot helpless spurts,
drenching her fingers as she stroked her seething
p.u.s.s.y. She whimpered with excitement when she
remembered Vince''s next move on that first date. He''d
moved fast and taken her by surprise, fondling her t.i.t.s
through her thin silk blouse as he kept right on
kissing her, sliding that incredibly talented tongue
deep into her mouth.
She''d gasped and blushed when he suddenly pulled her
blouse up out of her jeans, revealing the firmly packed
cups of her little lacy bra. His hands closed over the
cups, hot and confident, and he began to squeeze her
firm, young t.i.t.s. To Mindy''s astonishment, her n.i.p.p.l.es
instantly went rigid, poking into his palms.
"Vince! Wait!" she gasped, "I never even held hands
with a guy before."
"Don''t you like what we''re doing?" he grinned.
"I... I don''t know," she stammered.
"Well, take a second and think about it," he advised.
"Don''t knock it till you know what it''s like."
Mindy took his advice. She''d protested automatically,
because that was how she''d been trained. Her mother had
warned her again and again not to let boys touch her,
yet she''d never explained what was wrong with it. Now
Mindy shut her mother''s lecturing voice out of her head
and concentrated on the sensations she was getting as
Vince stroked and squeezed her s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e young t.i.t.s.
"Mmmmmm," she murmured, "that feels nice."
"It sure does, baby," he smiled, "and it''ll feel even
nicer if I take your bra off."
Mindy gawked at him. Vince just gave her another of
those devastating s.e.xy grins as he reached around her,
unhooked her bra, and pushed the tiny garment up,
uncovering her gorgeous t.i.t.s. Vince stared hungrily at
the flawless creamy globes and at her stiff little pink
n.i.p.p.l.es. Mindy could tell he was very aroused at the
sight of her n.a.k.e.d b.r.e.a.s.ts.
He grabbed for them, his hands hot and eager. Mindy
gasped and slumped back against the seat of the car,
shivering with sensations she''d never experienced
before. While Vince played with her t.i.t.s, she creamed
right through her p.a.n.t.i.e.s, and her belly did l.u.s.ty
flip-flops. He worked his thumbs expertly over her
n.i.p.p.l.es, making them even more rigid and engorged, and
she m.o.a.n.e.d with delight.
"We really shouldn''t be doing this," she said weakly.
"How come?" he grinned. "Don''t you like it?"
That was the same question he''d asked before. It had
never occurred to her. All she knew was that her folks
would be very angry if they caught her doing these
things with a boy. But did she like it? Now that she
thought about it, yes, she liked it very much. She
didn''t want Vince to stop fondling her s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e t.i.t.s.
So why were her parents against something that felt so
good?
"Mmmmmm, yes I do! It feels great," she murmured,
looking dreamily up into his handsome face.
"It''s going to feel a lot better, baby. We''re just
getting started." he told her. "Why don''t we get more
comfortable? I know a real private spot."
He tugged her shirt down over her t.i.t.s but didn''t
fasten her bra. Mindy followed him in a daze as he
grabbed a blanket, left the car, and followed a path
through the woods. They came to a very secluded
clearing, and Vince spread out the blanket, pulled her
down on it, and started kissing her hotly.
Mindy just melted when he darted his tongue into her
mouth and cupped and squeezed her b.a.r.e t.i.t.s. Her p.u.s.s.y
was on fire, even though she didn''t understand why. She
just knew she couldn''t stop creaming, couldn''t stop her
m.o.a.ning and wriggling. Finally Vince broke off the
steamy kisses and came up for air. There was a hot
glazed look in his eyes as he reached for the zipper of
her jeans and started tugging it open.
"No, Vince. wait," Mindy squeaked, "what are you
doing?"
"I wanta see your p.u.s.s.y," he said, as if it was the
most natural and reasonable request in the world.
She didn''t know what to say to that. Her parents would
have an answer, for sure, but was it her answer? She
knew she wanted him to go on touching her and arousing
her, but how far was "too far"? While she puzzled over
these questions, Vince deftly removed her jeans and
p.a.n.t.i.e.s in one smooth tug, leaving her n.a.k.e.d from the
waist down. Her blouse was pushed up over her t.i.t.s,
exposing her completely to his l.u.s.tful gaze.
His eyes glowed with hunger as he studied her slender,
n.a.k.e.d young body. He stroked the soft little triangle
of sparse fur covering her v.i.r.g.i.n c.u.n.t, and she blushed
hotly. Still, she didn''t want him to stop. She blushed
even deeper when he gently but firmly spread her legs
and studied the cream-soaked pink flesh of her tight-
lipped little slit. That was where she played with
herself when she got those funny restless feelings.
Her mother had warned her not to do that, either. She''d
been told never to touch herself "down there" except to
bathe. But she''d done it anyway. It just seemed the
natural thing to do when she felt hot between her
t.h.i.g.hs. Now Vince was touching her there, and it felt
even more exciting than when she played with herself.
He trailed a stiff finger from the top of her cunt-slit
all the way back to the tiny puckered mouth of her
asshole. Back and forth went that finger, teasing and
arousing her, making her cream in helpless spurts.
He grinned and rubbed the pearly juice all over her
swollen slit, as Mindy writhed and whimpered with
excitement.
"Ooooo, Vince, that feels so gooooood!" she cried.
"It''s gonna get even better," he promised.
He folded back the soft-furred lips of her p.u.s.s.y and
exposed the tiny hooded lump of flesh that always gave
her so much p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. That was the secret button she
rubbed when she needed to get off. He went right for
it, grasping it between his thumb and forefinger,
kneading it. Mindy sobbed with p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e and soaked his
fingers with uncontrollable discharges of hot p.u.s.s.y-
cream.
"Unnnhhhhh, yesssss," she gurgled, "please keep doing
that, Vince, it feels so good."
"Sure, baby," he crooned, "I''ll get you off."
Mindy didn''t know what that expression meant.
Eventually Vince would teach her a whole new
vocabulary, but that night she knew hardly any words at
all. She just let him do what he wanted, knowing it
would feel great.
He kneaded her c.l.i.t steadily and quickly between his
fingers, giving her a continuous buzz of sweet hot
sensation. Mindy closed her eyes in ecstasy and clawed
the blanket.
"Ohhhhh, yes, yessss," she m.o.a.n.e.d. "Rub me there,
Vince, don''t stop."
Mindy felt the hot p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e building steadily in her
p.u.s.s.y, and it made her sob and writhe and m.o.a.n. Her
cream was flowing out non-stop now, soaking her p.u.s.s.y
and Vince''s fingers. She screwed her eyes tightly
closed, shutting out every other sensation, as she
sailed to the very brink of o.r.g.a.s.m. A minute or so
later she felt a violent explosion of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e
radiating out from her c.l.i.t and shaking her whole body.
She bucked uncontrollably.
It was much more powerful than the feelings she''d been
giving herself, so powerful that she wrenched away from
Vince and rolled around on the blanket, convulsing
helplessly. It was quite some time before she went
still. Then she opened her eyes and looked wonderingly
at Vince, who was grinning down at her.
"What was that?" she panted. "What happened to me?"
"You came, baby," he chuckled. "You know, a climax...
an o.r.g.a.s.m... and a big one by the look of it. Did you
enjoy it?
"Are you kidding?" she exclaimed. "I loved it!"
"Want me to give you another one?" he leered.
"Oh, wow, yes!" Mindy cried. "I''d love that, Vince."
"Okay, but I''m gonna do it kinda differently this
time," he said.
Mindy nodded impatiently. She didn''t care how he did
it, as long as it happened again. That first o.r.g.a.s.m had
been terrific, but it had also made her greedy for
more. This time she wasn''t bashful or hesitant about
opening her legs for him. He made his thick middle
finger stiff and started inserting it right into her
v.i.r.g.i.n c.u.n.t.
"OHMYGOD!" she gasped.
"Ever had anything in there before?" he asked, his
voice husky with hotness.
"N-no," Mindy said.
He nodded, and she could tell it really turned him on
to know he was the first guy to feel inside her untried
cunt. His finger felt big and stiff to her, but she
liked the sensation of having her p.u.s.s.y filled and
crammed. Vince eased his finger up her cream-slick
little tunnel as far as it would go, and Mindy soaked
the probing digit finger with another hot flood of
juice.
Then he started finger-f.u.c.k.i.n.g her, and she was in
ecstasy. This was something she''d never tried on
herself. She always fooled around with her c.l.i.t,
rubbing it or kneading it till the itchy, horny
feelings wet away, but she''d never tried putting
anything into her c.u.n.t, not even her own fingers.
Instinctively she began to hunch her h.i.p.s up at his
swiftly pumping finger, seeking deeper penetration and
more of that delicious friction on her c.l.i.t.
"Ohhhhhh, wow, yeah," she m.o.a.n.e.d. "I love that, Vince.
I love your finger in me!"
"I can think of something you''re gonna love even more
up that hot little hole baby," he said hoarsely.
Mindy didn''t know exactly what he meant, and besides,
she hardly heard him, she was so caught up in the
intense p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e she was getting from his thick,
pistoning finger. She closed her eyes and ignored
everything else. The p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e grew and grew in her
p.u.s.s.y, till she was sobbing with it and clawing the
blanket and soaking Vince''s finger with huge sizzling
spurts of cream.
"Oh god, I can''t take much more," she whimpered. "I
just have to c.u.m."
"This oughta do it for you," Vince said, finger-f.u.c.k.i.n.g
her even faster.
He was right. His swiftly jerking finger took her right
over the edge into another body-rocking o.r.g.a.s.m.
"Oh YEAH!! I''m c.u.m.m.i.n.g, I''m c.u.m.m.i.n.g!" she screamed.
Again she rolled around in total bliss and lost track
of time. She knew perfectly well that her parents
wouldn''t approve of what this boy was doing to her, but
by now she didn''t care. No way could she turn down
p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e like this. She was already hooked on it. She
loved everything Vince had done so far... and she
wanted more!
She opened her eyes and gasped. Vince was kneeling
between her legs, as before, but this time he didn''t
have any pants on. Mindy had never seen a c.o.c.k before,
at least not a grownup one, and she just couldn''t help
staring. She''d helped bathe her kid brothers when they
were tiny, but their little c.o.c.ks were dwarfed by
Vince''s thick eight-inch column of rock-hard meat.
"Get acquainted with it, honey," he chuckled, taking
her hand and placing it on his c.o.c.k.
Dazedly she began playing with his prick, squeezing it
and fondling it. It was so soft, yet at the same time
so incredibly hard! The hole at the tip leaked hot
sticky cream onto her fingers. Vince''s nostrils flared
as he watched her, and his c.o.c.k made l.u.s.ty lurches and
twitches. Then he gently moved her hand away and lay
down on top of her, sinking between her t.h.i.g.hs.
"I''m gonna get you off again," he told her, "but this
time I''m gonna use my c.o.c.k, baby. You''re gonna love
this!"
Mindy felt his huge, hard erection pushing its way up
her v.i.r.g.i.n c.u.n.t. She wasn''t scared. Everything Vince
had done to her so far had felt marvelous, and she knew
this would be great, too. His c.o.c.k was much thicker
than his finger and the fit was extremely tight. It was
so exciting to have his big hard c.o.c.k throbbing inside
her c.u.n.t. Mindy''s p.u.s.s.y creamed all over the huge
shaft, making his way slicker and easier. Vince g.r.o.a.n.e.d
in delight as he stuffed her full of his stiff prick,
butting up against her h.y.m.e.n after getting his c.o.c.k
into her tight little p.u.s.s.y only halfway.
"This might hurt a bit, baby," warned Vince as he