"A ball with the kids" - читать интересную книгу автора (Logan Brad)

CHAPTER THREE

Poke awakened the next morning with Muffy sleeping in his arms. He had slept like a dead man. The beer, the dunking and, most of all, the fucking exhausted him.

But now he was renewed. And, with a naked girl in his arms, his prick jerked eagerly. Lifting the blanket that covered them, Poke looked down at Muffy's tits. The sight filled him with new lust.

Their fucking seemed like a dream now. If he hadn't awakened with Muffy in his arms, he wouldn't have believed it happened. But it had, and Poke had been initiated into the world of sex. Now he had to keep his membership in good standing by fucking often.

He wanted to wake Muffy and fuck her again. Her warm body and the sweet smell of her cuntjuice drove Poke into a frenzy. So he shook the girl gently. She stirred slightly, but continued to sleep, breathing slowly and deeply.

He covered one of her tits with his hand and squeezed it. A smile turned up the corners of Muffy's mouth, but she slept on. Turning onto his side, Poke pressed his hot prick to her hip. She snuggled closer, but didn't awaken.

Then a bump and knock on the hull of the boat made the girl open her eyes.

"What's that?" she asked, suddenly alert.

"I don't know," Poke said. "Probably nothing."

He put his mouth on Muffy's and kissed her. But then voices drifted down the companionway to them. The boat tilted, rocked, and tilted again. Footsteps sounded on the deck above them.

"Billy and Taffy are here," Muffy said. "What time is it?"

Poke was crushed. He was all ready to fuck, and now was going to be denied the pleasure. Out of his mind with lust, he found he was hornier now than he'd ever been as a virgin.

"Hi," Muffy called. "We'll be with you in a minute."

She climbed over Poke and stood up. He looked longingly at her gorgeous, naked body as she pulled their clothing down from in front of the stove. She tossed his things to him, then got into her own clothes.

A girl's face appeared at the companionway as Poke stood to dress. He hid his nakedness by holding his shirt in front of his crotch.

"Oh, excuse me!" the girl said as she pulled her face out of sight. "Hey, Muffy. What are you doing aboard? Where's your dinghy?"

Muffy went up on deck and explained about the events of the night before, learning out Poke's responsibility for dunking them and losing the dinghy. She also left out their fucking.

When Poke was dressed, he climbed out of the cabin and was introduced to Billy and Taffy.

"Here's the course for the race," Billy said, handing a paper to Muffy. "Same as yesterday's."

Muffy went down below again, and she came back with a few oranges and crackers for Poke's and her breakfast. While the others ate, Billy and Taffy took the stops off the mainsail and hanked on the jib. Billy hauled the mainsail up, and it flapped and shook in the fresh breeze. Then Taffy raised the jib.

"Cast off," Billy called to Taffy.

Taffy unfastened the rope from the mooring, tossed it overboard, and hurried aft. Billy, with his leg thrown over the tiller, pulled the mainsheet. Taffy pulled the jib sheet. The sails stopped fluttering. The boat began to tip over.

Dropping his orange, Poke grabbed the cockpit railing, his eyes wide with fright.

But the boat didn't tip over. It merely leaned at a jaunty angle and silently slid through the water. Suddenly, the three sailors looked at Poke as though he were a strange creature.

He knew that boats heeled over when sailing into the wind and that a boat with a ballast keel couldn't tip over. But the sudden leaning of the yacht made him forget all he had read. Now he was humbled with shame.

"How much sailing have you done?" Muffy asked him, as she calmly crunched a cracker.

"Uh, well, none," Poke admitted. "But I've been reading all about it."

Poke was glad to admit his ignorance. He'd been worried about being found out. He knew Muffy wasn't going to throw him overboard.

"I'm a fast learner, really," he said.

"Well, it's a good thing Taffy showed up or we would have been short-handed," Muffy said. "Try not to get in the way, okay?"

Poke felt like a fifth wheel. But at least he was going sailing. Getting fucked and going sailing were the things he longed for, and now he had done them.

The race was fun. At the start, all the boats sailed back and forth behind the starting line, just missing each other as they maneuvered for position. Then, when the gun went off, they sailed across the line, heading for the first mark, a buoy five miles out into the bay.

When they reached the buoy, there were three other boats very close to them. But their boat had the right of way, and they passed two of the boats as they swung around the buoy, missing it by about a foot.

Poke was having a lot of fun. He thought this was as good as fucking… almost.

The race ended in mid-afternoon. They brought Flame in third, which was good among a fleet of twelve boats. Poke helped furl the sails. Then they went looking for the dinghy that had floated away the night before. They found it, and Poke insisted on rowing Muffy back to the yacht club. His rowing was awkward at first, but by the time they got to the yacht club he was doing well, hardly splashing Muffy at all.

Muffy invited Poke to have lunch at the yacht club with her. He was starved and accepted gratefully. But he was more concerned with his other hunger… the hunger for Muffy's body.

"Let's go back out to your boat," he said to her after lunch.

Muffy smiled at him, her eyes twinkling. "Wouldn't it be more comfortable at my house?"

"Yeah, but I want to be alone with you," Poke said.

"No one's home," Muffy said.

Her house was huge, with vast lawns sloping down to the harbor. They went straight up to Muffy's room, which had a view of the lighthouse and the bay beyond. But even that view couldn't distract Poke from the view of Muffy's body as she pulled off her jersey.

Her tits tumbled out. Again, Poke was astounded at the sight of her perfect, round titglobes. It was funny how he couldn't hold their image accurately in his memory.

With the sight of Muffy's tits in his eyes, Poke stripped quickly. He was naked by the time Muffy had her jeans opened. So he helped her, pulling off her jeans as she sat at the edge of her bed. Muffy grabbed her panties, lifting her ass, and slipped them off.

Sitting naked on the edge of her bed, Muffy was a perfect picture of erotic beauty. Her big, white tits looked even bigger because the rest of her body was so tanned. And her pink nipples seemed to shine.

But Poke was more interested in the lower regions. Another white bit of flesh stretched across the girl's belly, below her belly button. It framed her patch of pussy hair, making the reddish hair look like fire. Between her tan thighs, deep in her cunt, Poke saw a bit of pink flesh. Then he looked up at the girl's face. He saw that she was staring at his hard and bobbing prick.

Poke was so stunned at the beauty of Muffy's naked body he forgot that his cock was exposed. But now that he saw how intently the girl looked at his prick, Poke felt a different sort of excitement. He was proud of his big cock, and he loved having Muffy admire it.

As much as he loved staring at Muffy's body while showing off his own, Poke threw himself down beside the girl. There were greater treats awaiting him.

Leaning beside the naked girl, Poke reached across her with both arms and kissed her.

"Mmmmmmm!" she hummed as Poke covered one of her tits with his hand.

They fell back, lying down, with their legs hanging over the edge of the bed. Poke felt how Muffy's tit changed shape as she lay back. It lost its roundness, but not its firmness, as it spread out on her chest.

He turned toward the girl, bringing his throbbing cock into contact with her hip. The touch of her warm skin on his prick and balls, made him breathe as though he'd just run a marathon! He let his prick rest against her.

Both of them were thrusting their tongues, circling them around in each other's mouth.

As Poke kneaded Muffy's tit, his appetite for her erect nipples became too much to refuse. So he lifted his face from hers, looked down at her body, then brought his face down on her tit.

"Ohhhhhh!" Muffy sighed.

Poke sucked her nipple wildly, eagerly. As he did, his face rolled around on her soft titmound. He enjoyed the smooth warmth against his cheeks.

Sucking her tit made Poke buzz with excitement. He slid his hand down her long body to her cunt. His fingers combed through her pussy hair and wrapped around her plump cuntmound.

Her pussy lips were loose and damp. As Poke ran his fingers up and down her tender folds of flesh, hot cuntjuice seeped out. His fingers became wet as they slid right into the envelope of her pussy.

"Ohhhhhh, Poke!" Muffy moaned. Beneath Poke's sucking mouth and probing fingers, Muffy writhed like a demented snake. Her desperate motion excited Poke, making him suck her tits harder and reach higher into her pussy.

Muffy had her legs spread. Her cunt was gaping. Poke slid his middle finger into the snug chamber of her cunt. Her cuntmound was spread and pressed into his palm.

After thoroughly exploring the deep cavern of her pussy, Poke pulled out his finger and began examining the shallower regions. He felt her cuntlips, making them wiggle between his fingers. Then he reached behind her pussy and stroked her round asscheeks. It was very exciting to reach her ass that way.

From her ass, Poke slid his fingers back through the lips of her cunt to the front of them. Muffy twitched suddenly. Poke knew he was having a great effect on her by feeling the spot where her cunt lips came together. So he kept playing with that little blossom of flesh. And Muffy began to go wild!

"Aaaaaaa!" she cried.

She shook desperately as Poke wiggled her clit. Her tit, in his sucking mouth, began to quiver. The more Muffy moaned and shook, the more Poke diddled her clit.

"Aaaaaaa!" she cried louder and at a higher pitch.

And her body began bucking, lifting Poke's head as he sucked her tit. Then she exploded. Poke was startled. He'd never imagined anything like this. Even the last time he brought Muffy to a climax she hadn't gone so completely out of her mind. Poke couldn't suck her tits any longer. Me lifted his head from her spasming body as he kept massaging her clit.

Looking down at her again, Poke was shocked.

The girl shook so violently that Poke thought something more than an orgasm might be happening to her. But he didn't stop rubbing her clit.

Her tits leaped and rolled, and her stomach muscles rippled. As her head thrashed back and forth, Muffy kept her mouth wide open and wailed.

The girl finally lay still. She was covered with sweat. Her long blonde hair clung to her wet face and neck. Her mammoth tits heaved as she gasped for breath.

Poke lay down, snuggling against her. He began covering her face with kisses, reminding her that he was still in need.

"God, I never came like that before!" she exclaimed. "You really know what to do with a girl's cunt!"

"You really went wild," Poke said. "It was beautiful!"

"Let's see how wild I can make you," Muffy said.

She pushed Poke down on his back. The boy trembled with anticipation. His prick vibrated and stretched up over his stomach.

He watched the girl as she sat up. She reached for his prick and stroked it as though she were petting a puppy. Her fingers gently slid over his tense cockhead. Then she ran her fingertips down his prickshaft and over his balls. Cupping his balls, she lifted them and squeezed firmly.

Poke watched her handling his prick and balls, and he thrilled to the touch of her skillful fingers. He trembled as he imagined all the things she might do.

Poke even dared she would suck his prick. He tried not to get his hopes up too high because he knew it wasn't very likely that she would actually suck him. That was something that boys dreamed of but rarely experienced, Poke thought.

Muffy leaned forward, setting her heavy tits down on his thigh. Now she grabbed his prick with her other hand, holding his cock like a baseball bat.

As Poke watched with lust and awe, Muffy pulled the loose skin of his prick up over its bloated head, then pulled it down again. This was the same exercise he did when he jerked off. Muffy did it slowly and, although his cock jerked madly, there was no danger of his coming. Then she leaned farther forward. Her mouth opened as her face neared Poke's swollen cockhead.

Holding his prick like an ice cream cone, Muffy stuck out her tongue and gave his cockhead a hot lick.

"Ahhhhh!" Poke gasped at the touch of her soft tongue on his prick.

Again and again Muffy licked his cock. She put her tongue on his fuckshaft, then dragged it slowly up over the taut skin of his prick knob. By the time his prick was glistening with her saliva, Poke was shaking with passion. A powerful orgasm was gathering in him, threatening to explode.

Muffy stopped licking his prick. She opened her mouth and took his cockhead into it. Then she wrapped her mouth tightly around it.

Poke gasped.

His mind reeled. The grip of Muffy's mouth on his cock shook him. Not only was the sensation of her hot mouth on his prickhead fabulous, but the sight of her pretty face, with his cock thrust into her mouth, was staggering!

Still holding his fuckshaft with both hands, Muffy began to suck him. Her tongue, wiggled beneath his prickhead as her mouth moved back and forth. The insides of Muffy's cheeks slid along the wide crown of the boy's cock, and her sharp teeth scraped the under skin of his prickhead.

With Muffy's saliva surging around his cock and her tongue tickling it, his orgasm was triggered.

"Ahhhhh!" he cried out as jism rushed from his cock into the girl's mouth.

She kept sucking. In his ecstasy, Poke realized that she was swallowing his come. And she continued sucking him!

Writhing, Poke threw his arms to the sides as his orgasm crashed through him. This was even better than fucking, he thought.

Muffy bobbed her head, sucking his prick as it shot the last bullets of jism. Then she stopped sliding his prick, but she kept her mouth fastened on it. As Poke lay back, recovering from his rapture, Muffy sucked every bit of his cream from his prick. And when she lifted her head, his cock was clean and pink. Slowly, as Poke's prick deflated, his fuckshaft toppled and slapped down on Poke's belly.

"Well, that seemed to have done you in," Muffy said with a smile.

"Where did you learn to do that?" Poke asked. "Oh, I've had a lot of practice!"

Poke pictured Muffy sucking guys as she sailed the bay with them. He imagined her on her knees in the cockpit of a boat, sucking a boy's prick, as he steered across the finish line of a race. Now he was going to be that boy!