Barbara balls them all!

Janet London
CHAPTER ONE

He slid down to run his lips over the warm flesh of her flat tummy. He munched at her, teasing and tickling with his tongue, then kissed up and down one quivering thigh as she spread her legs for him, moaning and begging for him to lick her vulva. He did, but only for one passion-blinding moment. Barbara strained up to him, trying to coax his tongue inside her, but the chance was gone, as he mounted her bucking, squirming body. He guided his prong just slightly into her moist pussy, and every nerve in her lovely body throbbed in anticipation of what was to come. He was tormenting her, rubbing the thick meaty glands around the wet edges, touching her clit once, twice.

"Ohhh, Tommy!" Barbara wailed. "Put it in deeper. Come on, honey. I want you so bad."

The young man tried his best to answer his lover's frantic wishes, but he was having a hard time considering the position they were in. There wasn't much room on the floor of her dormitory room, with all the books and clothes and other assorted junk that Barbara and her roommate scattered around. So Tommy tried to get her up on the bed.

"Here, baby," he said, yanking his hard cock out of her slippery pussy. "Let's get all our clothes off and fuck up here. Okay?"

"No!" Barbara wailed. "I want it now, right here! Put your cock back in me, Tommy Bradshaw! I mean it!"

"No way," Tommy said. "I can't fuck you with this damn typewriter case bashing me in the head. Don't you ever clean this place up? If you weren't so good in bed, I don't think I'd even bother stopping by this pig pen."

Barbara wasn't listening to him. While he kneeled between her legs, his prick twitching above her, she clawed at his legs.

"Give it to me," she pleaded. "Tommy, please!"

The young man stood up and began shucking off his clothes. It felt much better to be naked. They had charged into the room earlier so fast and so sexually excited they hadn't bothered to undress completely. Tommy plugged Barbara with his cock as soon as he unzipped his pants, and fucking her with his prick chafing against the ragged edges of his fly got tiresome after a while.

"Okay, honey, now it's your turn," he commanded. "Get those rags off and get into bed. We're gonna fuck for real in a minute, if you'll cooperate."

But Barbara just wrapped herself around his legs like a snake and tried to pull him back down onto the floor. She wanted his cock desperately. Having that big shaft of meat yanked out of her pussy prematurely was almost painful, and now she wanted it back inside her as soon as possible.

"Well, since you're going to be difficult, I guess I'll have to use force," Tommy announced.

Being a football player at the college didn't hurt Tommy's strength any. It was easy for him to lift Barbara away from his legs and up onto the bed.

"There," he said, rubbing his hands together, "now we're going to do some serious fucking."

Barbara lay flat on her back with her legs spread wide apart. Tilting his head at the right angle, Tommy could easily see up into her pink inner slit. She was juicy and ready, but he was still going to take his time. He hadn't had a piece of ass all week-and he was determined to make the most of Barbara's wonderful cunt.

Tommy slid down until his face was between her legs. He held Barbara in place with his large hands, digging his fingers into her thighs. When he figured she'd gotten the message-don't move!-he began assaulting her pussy. He gripped the edges of her outer cunt-lips and pulled the shiny flesh apart like a pair of pink plastic wings. Then he brought his face forward and extended his tongue. He jabbed inside her little slit with the tip of his tongue, savoring the flavor of her tangy fuck-fluids.

"Mmmmmm," Barbara moaned. "Yes, Tommy. Yes!"

The young coed was beginning to get used to Tommy's unique approach to lovemaking. When they had first entered her room, she had wanted to fuck with him as soon as possible. Ever since she found out that he had a crush on her, she wanted to get him alone and find out if it was true what all the girls said. Did Tommy Bradshaw really have the biggest cock around? And did he really know how to please a woman thoroughly? Barbara had been dying to find out all week.

Her roommate, Judy, had once had the opportunity to fuck Tommy after a drunken homecoming celebration. Judy told Barbara that she had never fucked anyone so wonderful before, and Judy had fucked quite a few men and boys-including some of her college professors. But Barbara never believed Judy. She was beginning to, however, the more Tommy sucked on her wet pussy. He really knew what he was doing, touching all the right places. Most men Barbara knew were terrible pussy-eaters. They never managed to find her clit, and she was unsatisfied more often than not. There was nothing more frustrating for her than a man sucking on her cunt who didn't know what he was doing. She heard once that in India the women taught their daughters how to fuck. And Barbara always thought it would be a good idea for American men to teach their sons how to fuck. Or at least, how to eat pussy.

From the way Tommy was going at it, Barbara thought that he must have had a good instructor somewhere along the way. He knew just the way to stimulate Barbara's clitoris, by flicking his tongue as fast as he could over her hard little love-bud. That was what really got Barbara off.

"Yes!" she cried out. "Oh, Tommy. That feels so good. Ohhhh, faster. Faster!"

While the muscular football player worked away between her legs, Barbara gripped the sides of his head and held him in place. He still had a grip on her cunt-flaps, holding them spread apart, but that just made it easier for her to push him deeper into her moist pussy.

"Oh, Tommy, you're making me come," she whispered.

As waves of pleasure began flowing through her thighs, Barbara could tell that her release was not far off. Yet it seemed to her that Tommy was giving her just enough stimulation to keep her excited but not too excited. He didn't want her to come too soon. He wanted to draw out her ecstasy for an excruciatingly long time, wringing every bit of bliss from her young body.

Finally, Tommy had become exhausted working between her legs. His tongue was tired and he was finding it hard to breathe with Barbara holding him fast against her pussy. So he ripped his face free and leered up at her.

"You ready?" he asked.

Barbara remembered how good it had felt earlier to have Tommy's penis jammed inside her. Now she was more than ready to have that huge shaft of meat ramming into her anew. He was so big, she could hardly believe it. But it was true. Deliciously true. And if there was anything she enjoyed, it was a large prick. Usually, what a man lacked in technique-and Barbara knew there were plenty of them out there who didn't know the first thing about pleasing a woman-they could make up for in size. But Tommy had both things going for him. Not only did he know how to thrill a woman with skillful movements of his tongue and lips, but he also had a monster of a cock.

What did I do to deserve this? Barbara thought as Tommy prepared to mount her. Looking down, as the young man scooted his body up across the length of hers, she could see his big dick. It seemed so full of blood. The tip was a shiny red, and the veins which circled the shaft seemed almost ready to burst, they were so engorged.

When Tommy's hairy chest slid across her tits, she sighed deeply. Realizing that he had just pleased Barbara by stimulating her nipples, Tommy stopped. He took a deep breath and then bent down to suck on her breasts, first one and then the other.

Having her nipples gently chewed upon felt great to Barbara. The more Tommy worked over her tits, the better it felt. Yet his cock was still burning into her thighs. His big slab of meat was hot, sizzling into her flesh and reminding her how great it had felt earlier to have him inside her.

"Please, Tommy," she whimpered. "That's enough. I want you to… to… fu… "

"Go ahead, baby," he said, grinning up at her from between her big tits. "You can say it. What do you want me to do? Hmmmm?"

"No, don't play games with me. I just want you to… to… "

"Yes?" he said before biting down hard into one of her thick brown nipples.

"Fuck me!" she finally shouted. "Oh, Tommy, fuck me!"

Tommy smiled a broad satisfied smile. He had Barbara right where he wanted her. He had fucked plenty of women in his day, and many of them had demanded his cock. But he could tell that most of them were faking, trying to act like depraved sluts for his benefit. Barbara, on the other hand, was a different story. He could tell she wanted it bad. The way she was wallowing around beneath him, the way her chest was beginning to flush red, the way her lips trembled and her belly quivered-all these signs told him that she wanted to fuck in the worst way.

Knowing that he had brought a woman to such a thorough state of arousal was a tremendous boost to his ego. The team hadn't been winning many games in the past few weeks, so Tommy was spending more and more time taking his frustrations out on the women at school. He hadn't fucked a woman so needful of his cock since he let Judy, Barbara's roommate, suck on his penis at a wild beer party a few weeks earlier. He remembered how he had come in her mouth as she gobbled down his sperm while kneeling next to a shiny silver beer keg. Then she had begged him to fuck her. Dragging her off into the bushes, Tommy had done just that, much to the lewd delight of a gaggle of onlookers.

Through Judy, Tommy had met Barbara. She seemed like a much nicer, more intelligent person than Judy. Sure, Judy liked to fuck, but that seemed like all she wanted to do. Obviously, Barbara liked to fuck, too, but at least she seemed to have a brain in her head.

Gripping the swollen shaft of his cock in his large fist, Tommy teased Barbara by stroking himself a few times. A bead of juice appeared on the tip of his prick, signaling to the aroused young woman that Tommy wouldn't be long in coming.

"Please," she gasped. "Put it in me, honey. Now!"

Barbara was becoming desperate. Since she knew his orgasm was imminent, she wanted him inside her as soon as possible. She didn't want him to lose control at the last second and blast his sperm out across her belly. No. She wanted to be filled with his juices, overflowing with sticky white semen.

Aiming the head of his cock at her hole, Tommy thrust forward. The first few inches of his prick easily entered her. He held still for a moment to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by the hot slippery flesh of her cunt.

Barbara wrapped her legs around his waist and then locked her ankles together. She squeezed her legs tight against his sides. At the same time, she kicked her heels into his taut buttocks, imploring him to drive more of his penis into her needful cunt.

"Awwwwww!" she moaned as Tommy thrust a few more inches of his shaft inside her.

Barbara felt as if she were being split apart. But she wanted more. Harder, she hammered her heels into his ass, demanding the full length of his cock.

At last, Tommy plunged his prick all the way in. Barbara couldn't believe how stuffed she felt. Her pussy was big enough to allow his cock inside, but her cunt-flesh was still stretched to the limit. Each time Tommy thrust into her, her pussy-lips were pushed back down into her hole. And when Tommy pulled back out, her lips were pulled out almost all the way, still pressed tightly around his shaft.

Soon they were fucking at a furious pace. Tommy pumped as hard as he could, and Barbara took all he had to give. They started sweating, and their bodies were coated with a glistening sheen of perspiration. The wetter they became, the louder their bellies smacked together.

Barbara wanted it to last forever, it felt so good. But she felt herself moving closer and closer to her release, and she knew that if Tommy kept it up, she would come shortly.

Then it seemed to her that Tommy's cock was beginning to swell up even larger in her cunt. When he began moving his hips faster while grunting loudly, Barbara could tell that he was about to come first. So she held on tight and tried to make him feel as good as possible, trying to make his impending climax powerful and satisfying.

Just when she thought Tommy was moving his hips impossibly fast, he stopped and held his cock deep inside her. He let out a loud groan, his face contorted with pleasure. Then the first spurt of his sperm came jetting out of his prick.

That was all it took to trigger Barbara's orgasm. The feel of his blazing juices oozing into her cunt-flesh started her coming in a big way. She clutched Tommy's body even tighter with her arms and legs as she began spasming.

Never before had the young football star experienced such a thrilling mutual orgasm. Knowing that he had aroused Barbara tremendously was one thing, but knowing that his own orgasm had set off her climax was the ultimate thrill.

Their bodies continued to slap together as they rode out their pleasure. They moaned and sighed, reaching a frantic peak and then drifting back down. When their pleasure was complete, they continued to hold one another tightly, kissing softly, breathing heavily.

"That was wonderful," Barbara said, running her fingers through Tommy's hair. "I'm just sorry that I'll be going back home next week, after finals."

Tommy sat up for a moment, startled. "But you can't do that, "he said. "We… we just met a few days ago. And… and… "

"I'm sorry, Tommy. But I have to go. My friend Regina is getting married and I have to be with her. You understand, don't you? Don't you?"

Dropping his head into her cleavage, Tommy began licking her tits absent-mindedly. "No," he mumbled. "I don't understand."

The weeks that followed were frantic ones for Barbara. Events happened at a mad pace. She went back to her hometown, stayed at the home of her soon-to-be married girlfriend, Regina, was offered and took a summer job on the local newspaper, and renewed one childhood friendship after another. She hoped she would not have to return to the Me Generation kooks of Los Angeles after the summer was over. She loved the little town where she had grown up, and was a bit jealous of Regina who had lived her entire life there and was soon to marry Greg, a boy they had both known since kindergarten days.

But just a few days into her stay at the Prescott home, Barbara realized that the day after the wedding she would be alone in the big house. Regina's parents were leaving on vacation and of course Regina would be on her honeymoon. The whole idea of staying on in Regina's house turned Barbara off. She considered taking an apartment of her own, but wondered if she could afford it. And that's when it happened. The newspaper's ace reporter was killed in a plane crash, and after a day of shock in the City Room, someone mentioned that the dead man's penthouse apartment and his houseboat would be vacant now, and, although it seemed a bit ghoulish, Barbara began to think about the possibility of taking over the houseboat herself. She became fascinated with the idea. The penthouse itself was, of course, out of the question. The rent was fourteen hundred a month! But the houseboat… perhaps she could swing that. After helping Regina that night with the final wedding invitations, Barbara thought about the idea long into the night before falling asleep.