Chapter 9

Neilson was in the process of getting up a methodical, hammering rhythm when unexpectedly the door to the small chamber opened and in walked a rather large girl. Embarrassed, Neilson halted his fucking of his step-daughter momentarily and stared abashedly at the big girl. None too pretty was she, big boned and broad shouldered, but with an air of authority, Karen stepped quickly to the side of the Cooperation Seat, standing just out of Sandy's blurred field of vision. Neilson opened his mouth to speak but was promptly cut off by Karen's upraised hand.

"Hello, Blondy," Karen said, flashing a wicked grin in Neilson's direction. Startled, Sandy turned her head quickly in the direction of the familiar voice. "The Headmaster told me you were getting fucked today," Karen went on matter-of- factly. "I do wish I could have been here to see the expression on your face when you got your cherry popped," the big girl said with a chuckle. "I'll bet that was a pretty sight indeed. She's so pretty, isn't she guy?" Karen said nodding at Neilson who tried to think of an answer but was again interrupted. "I know she's a wet little thing, and I'll just bet she's tight as a cat's ass too!" Karen winked lewdly at Neilson. "Let's have a little kiss, Blondy," the big girl said. Placing a hand on Sandy's cheek, Karen leaned around the seat back and planted her mouth firmly over Sandy's.

Neilson looked on in amazement, almost forgetting the fact that he still had his cock buried to the hilt in his step-daughter. Karen kissed Sandy long and hard right there, just inches in front of him, the big girl's jaw muscles working furiously as she explored Sandy's mouth with her tongue. Sandy didn't seem to resist in the slightest. In fact, Neilson felt the teen relax a little, so conditioned was she to Karen's touch.

After several long minutes, Karen pulled her mouth away from Sandy's with an audible "smack". Then turning to Neilson, she said, "OK, guy. Go ahead and fuck her. Don't let me stop you two love birds. You want him to fuck you, don't you Blondy?" Karen cooed in Sandy's left ear. When the young blond didn't respond, Karen said again, "Don't you, Blondy! Go ahead. I give you permission to answer. Tell the man how much you want him to fuck you."

Sandy looked from the blur she knew to be Karen to the blur standing between her thighs, the blur connected to the rock hard cock in her belly, then back toward Karen. Shaking her head and whimpering, Sandy felt totally helpless. "Tell him, Blondy," Karen said in a much more commanding voice. Placing her hand over Sandy's left breast, the big girl began to squeeze the tender organ.

Groaning from the dull ache that spread through her chest and tummy, Sandy turned back to her mystery lover. "Fuck me," she whispered.

"What? I didn't hear you, Blondy. Did you hear her guy?" Karen grinned at Neilson who stood dumbfounded. "I don't think he heard you either, Blondy. What was it you said?"

Sandy, looking totally crushed and humiliated, surrendered, and in as emotionless a tone of voice as she could muster said flatly, "I want you to fuck me."

"Say please," Karen cooed from over Sandy's shoulder and look at him when you ask. She pinched Sandy's nipple.

"Please, fuck me," Sandy said after a long pause, staring directly at the blurred image which stood between her legs.

Jim Neilson couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was like music. His beautiful, fifteen year old step-daughter had just "asked" him to fuck her. Neilson gulped then looked at the large girl standing beside Sandy's chair. Karen simply smiled then nodded. Neilson had never had sex with someone while another person watched. The experience, although a bit embarrassing, was somehow extremely erotic. And given the circumstances of just who it was that he was fucking, Neilson thought he could probably get used to an audience. Squaring his shoulders, he gazed at his step-daughter's lovely face and got down to business.

Jim gave up on his initial hammering thrusts intended to impress the young girl in favor of a slower, more measured tempo. He wanted Sandy to feel every inch of him. Neilson could feel the rippling spasms of young Sandy's vaginal muscles as the head of his cock traveled from one end of her birth canal to the other then back in long even strokes. At first Sandy's eyes sprang open wide and staring as she experienced the new sensations of a male organ inside her. Then after a few minutes, the young teenager resigned herself to her fate. Her breathing took on the same rhythm as that of her lover's thrusts. Sandy's blue eyes gradually became almost glazed then slowly closed as her head fell back against the headrest of the Cooperation Seat. Sandy's mouth opened and her breaths became short pants. At one point Neilson leaned forward and covered the young girl's mouth with his own, kissing her deeply. Almost unconsciously Sandy returned his kisses. Then Neilson leaned back again to watch the show.

Glancing downward he took in his step-daughter's lovely body once again. Her neck and chest were now flushed a bright shade of pink. Sandy's flat, muscular tummy bulged outward with each of his traverses into her. Further down, Neilson noted that Sandy's blond tuft of pubic curls had become damp and matted, the hairs glistening with moisture. Her inner thighs were likewise coated with perspiration and vaginal fluids. When Neilson withdrew his cock from the confines of Sandy's pussy, its shaft was heavily coated with silky, milky fluid. Neilson could feel hot juices begin to run down the sides of his scrotum and drip onto the floor beneath the Cooperation Seat.

Neilson increased his tempo. At first Sandy's only reaction was to roll her head slowly from side to side as much as the throat restraint of the chair would allow. Then as Neilson continued to increase both his pace and the force with which he delivered himself to her, Sandy opened her eyes. Even had she been able to see clearly it is doubtful that Sandy would have rejected her lover at this point in time. The beautiful, blond girl stared virtually sightlessly at her lover. What Jim Neilson saw upon his step-daughter's face was that "inward gaze" that graces a woman when she begins to focus everything on her womb. It is the beginning stage of induced orgasm.

Sandy's mind reeled. She had long since given up trying to struggle or to prevent the inevitable, but since this was her first time, the teenager really didn't know what to expect.

Sandy and her young friends had looked at a few "girly" magazines before, and she had read a few articles in "Cosmo", but other than that, Sandy Winters had lead a protected existence. Now her virginity was taken. She found herself helplessly strapped down while a stranger's penis moved relentlessly in and out... in and out... in and out.

Sandy began to fade. She closed her eyes and allowed her head to fall back against the headrest of the chair. As her lover's rhythm continued unabated, a warmth began to spread through Sandy's tummy and thighs, creeping slowly down her legs and up her torso until she felt as if she were glowing. Up until a few weeks ago, Sandy had never experienced orgasm, and even after several sessions with her companion, Karen, the beginning stages were unfamiliar to the young girl. Sandy drifted in a warm, wet space, her belly alternately filled and emptied. Her internal muscles flowed with the slow rhythm of his love making.

Then, unexpectedly, her lover thrust deeply into her, causing Sandy's eyes to fly open wide. The blurred image of her lover began to move faster. As he did, the pressure in her tummy increased dramatically. As Sandy stared up at the man, she began to hear wet, slapping sounds coming from between her legs. It was air trapped in her vagina ahead of her lover's penis being forcibly ejected from her around his pistoning shaft. "Pussy farts", Sandy would later be told. At the moment, however, these sounds were not of paramount importance to the young blond. What was important was the increasing sensations of heat within her. In particular between her thighs. Sandy's blurred vision became laced with swimming white hot spots. She found herself breathing in rapid pants, her mouth wide open. Suddenly her lover began to kiss her. Mindlessly Sandy kissed back, allowing his tongue to dance with hers before sucking greedily at his mouth. When he withdrew, Sandy practically slammed her head back. She clutched at the chair arms. The fifteen year old girl was unknowingly ramping up to a climax of marvelous proportions.

Neilson grabbed the young teen by her narrow waist. He then put everything he had into his fucking. The room resounded with the wet sounds of love. Neilson noticed the big companion of Sandy's lean close to her ear and whisper something, but he was far to engrossed in fucking his step-daughter to care what she might be saying.

"How's that cock feel, Blondy?" Karen whispered into Sandy's ear. She could smell the steamy scent of sex boil off the young teen. "Is it big? Is it hard? Does it hurt?"