Chapter 10

Walking down the hill from the cabin, Lana was hoping that Hank would be home alone. She was in the mood to have a throbbing, hard prick filling her greedy cunt. Now that the virgin barrier had been ripped away, she couldn't get enough prick. Her insatiable cunt cried out for it constantly.

She was wearing the shortest of shifts. It was one destined for the rag bag. Her body had grown to the point where the dress just barely covered the globes of her curved young ass. If she even leaned over slightly, it rode up to reveal plenty of smooth ass-flesh.

"Hank, you better be home or this greedy cunt of mine is never going to give me a minute's peace!"

Lana was headed to ask Hank to meet her that afternoon at the spot where he had eaten her luscious pussy. It was part of the plan Stacy and she had cooked up to give the young boy a going away present he'd never forget.

Reaching the cabin, she moved up on the porch, calling out Hank's name. When she didn't receive answer, she yelled again. It was then that she heard Harold, Hank's dad call out from in the house.

"Hank's not home, Lana. Went down to town. You come on in here and visit awhile," he said.

Lana pulled open the screen door and stepped into the dimness of the front room. Harold was lying on the broken-down couch in just a pair of boxer shorts. She could tell by the way he looked that her hollering for Hank had woke him up.

"Was sleepin'. Sure wasn't 'specting anyone pretty as you to come callin'!" he said. "You come to keep your bargain with me?"

His question flustered Lana, so she didn't know what to say. She stammered, "No--I mean I--oh shit, I don't know what I mean!"

Harold laughed out loud, telling her, "Shit girl, relax. I was just funnin' you. I don't 'spect you to do anything."

Lana couldn't keep herself from checking out Harold's crotch. She remembered how huge his thick prick was. She could see part of its flesh through the fly of his boxers. The way sunlight shone through the thin material of her shift outlined much of her sexy body, and it had the dormant prick starting to come alive. Even as she watched, it grew bigger.

"Shit, Harold, since Hank ain't here, might as well feel that big hunk of hard meat you have buried in this tight pussy of mine! What do you say, think you can handle my young ass?" she joked, surprising him when she moved over to where he lay and reached right inside the fly of his shorts. She pulled his gigantic cock out through the opening, her touch making it grow hard that much faster.

Dropping to her knees beside the couch, Lana leaned over to place a licking kiss right on its bulbous head. Talking to the pulsating prick in her hands, she said, "Well, hello, big boy. I hate to admit it, but I've kinda missed you!"

"Will you suck it?" Harold asked.

His voice sounded almost like he was pleading. He was remembering how good her sucking mouth and licking tongue had felt the last time she had sucked him off, and he was ready to do some pleading if it would get her mouth back around his stiff cock.

"Well of course I'll suck this beautiful hunk of cock-meat! I want to feel your beautiful prick filling my mouth. But only if you promise to give me a big load of your delicious cream!" Her pointed tongue flicked out to caress the whole head in little licking swipes.

Pushing the tip of her tongue into the little piss-hole, she searched for the taste of pre-cum. She found a trace, but not near enough to satisfy her hunger for it.

"Do it, Lana, god you're terrific, girl! Suck me! Do it, girl, do it!" Harold moaned.

He was loving the feeling as her hot, wet tongue licked up one side of his thick prick and down the other. Sensing she was having trouble getting to his hairy balls, he halted her licking long enough to strip off the boxers.

Not to be outdone, Lana stood and slipped the shift over her head so she was naked too. Reaching down to take the older man's hand, she said, "Let's go in the bedroom, babe. There's just not enough room to do any serious fuckin' on the couch. I promised you some fuckin', and you're going to get it!"

That was all Harold needed to hear to make him hurry up and get off the couch. He had wanted more than anything to stick his hard prick into her last time, but had settled for a blow-job, figuring by cooperating with her request, if she ever did fuck him it would be a fuck of a lifetime. It looked like he was going to get it now!

Crawling on the bed, they stretched out beside each other, their bodies touching when they turned to face each other. Harold's mouth smothered hers in an open-mouthed, tongue-searching kiss.

Harold moved down the bed so his hungry mouth was even with her small tits. He lowered his head to take a pebble-hard nipple in his mouth. His teeth closed around the aroused little nub so that his licking tongue could go to work on its sensitive tip.

"Feels so good, baby! Suck them, suck them!" Lana moaned, loving the feel of his sucking mouth on her excited nipples.

Lana felt the hand that had been squeezing and rubbing the flesh of her other tit leave it to begin exploring down lower on her flushed body. His fingertips skimmed down across her flat stomach, just barely brushing the skin.

She spread her shapely legs to give his hand better access to the wetness of her juice-drenched cunt-lips. The hot flesh quivered under his expert touch. Tracing along the hair-lined lips, he pushed his finger in deeper to search out the soft folds of flesh covering her aroused clit.

"Uuuuummmmmmm, feels so good baby!" she murmured.

She was content to just lie back and let him pleasure her for the time being. Later she would more than repay him. His gentleness was a pleasant surprise.

Harold's fingers continued their exploration while his mouth was busy sucking first one small tit and then the other. The flat roughness of his laving tongue rubbed back and forth over the hard sensitive flesh of the nipple. His sucking mouth moved down to suck as much of the tit in his mouth as possible. He let the captive tit slip slowly from his sucking mouth until just the pert little nipple remained, biting it lightly before moving to the other tit.

"Baby, you're driving me crazy! God, you're the greatest!" Lana moaned.

Lana's ass wiggled around on the bed as his fingers continued to rub up the soaking wet gash of her pulsing cunt. Her pussy was pouring out so much juice that his fingers slid easily over the flushed cunt-flesh, finding the entrance to her simmering pussy- tunnel.

With one stab, he sent the finger deep in the warm gripping muscles of her inflamed cunt. He immediately began to finger-fuck her juicy cunt. His thumb sought out her swollen clit, to rub it softly.

"Fuck me! Oh yes, that's it baby! Real good, so fuckin' good!" Lana moaned.

His hard finger wasn't as good as feeling a big hunk of cock- meat filling her greedy cunt, but it was good enough to get her pussy dripping in anticipation.

She could feel her cunt getting wetter and wetter as the finger continued to fuck her pussy-tunnel. Her hips pushed forward with each inward thrust, trying to get deeper penetration.

Lana was so hot from the finger-fucking that she was ready to feel more than a finger in her juicy cunt. Her greedy pussy wanted to feel a tongue lapping at it, and she knew if her pussy was dripping wet, it would be much easier to fit his huge cock inside.

"Eat me, Harold! I want to feel your cunt-lapping tongue all over this juicy pussy of mine!" she begged.

Her slender fingers reached down and parted her plump cunt- lips wide open, offering him all her dripping inner flesh. Her clit and pussy-hole were both put on display for his enjoyment.

"Sure, baby, your wish is my command," he told her.

Wasting no time, he moved down between her legs, pushing them even wider apart. Her pinkish flesh was totally exposed to him and was drenched with cunt-juice.

He lightly ran his tongue up and down the wide-open cunt in a teasing action. It caused the young girl's body to shiver with excitement. Finding the opening to her cunt's warm, moist passageway, he shoved his rough tongue deep in its interior.

"Suck my cunt! Suck it good!" she cried.

Her ass moved off the bed as she ground her flooding cunt against his tongue-fucking mouth. She wanted all his tongue in her pulsing pussy.

Harold separated the folds of skin protecting her sensitive clit, licking and sucking on its tenderness until Lana was twisting and turning on the bed in intense pleasure so strong it was almost painful.

"Oh, Christ, baby! I can't take it! Oh shit, so fuckin' gooooodddd!" she groaned, her hands pulling against the back of his head, pushing it tighter against her dripping twat.

Lana's torso jack-knifed off the bed as the sucking, licking mouth brought her aroused body to orgasm. Her young frame shook in orgasmic convulsions that swept in waves through her.

"I'm coming, baby!" she cried, shaking uncontrollably in the throes of her orgasm. Finally she fell back on the bed limp. "Enough, baby, enough!" She had to push his mouth away from her clit, for even the most tender touch was now painful on her clit.

The thick throbbing prick hanging between his legs was going crazy with wanting to sink in Lana's sopping wet cunt. It had been denied the opportunity for too long.

Her legs went up on his shoulders and his hand grasped the engorged shaft of his demanding prick. Guiding the swollen crown to her hairy crack, he slopped the wide head around in the abundance of cunt-juice, then plunged the swollen prick deep in her gushing pussy's tight confines.