Lena cried out when she felt Renz's hot, wet tongue on her sensitive place. The feeling was so exquisite, so pleasurable, that she was sure she would float away in ecstasy.
Renz slowly and deliberately massaged her pussy with his tongue, just beginning to explore her swelling inner folds. His tongue was flat, slowly sweeping along her highly responsive surface.
Without even realizing, Lena was slightly arching her hips, her body involuntarily searching for more of what was giving it pleasure. Renz stiffened and curled his tongue against her delicate pink petals, and began circling the area around her clit. Lena trembled and moaned louder the closer he got. When he finally began flicking his tongue directly against her little button, Lena squealed in pleasure.
Lena rolled her head from side to side, quickly becoming overwhelmed with the sensations of her body. It was no longer heat between her thighs, but fire. And in that moment, she wanted it to fully consume her.
She bit her lip when Renz pushed her thighs even further apart, almost to a painful point, locking her legs open. He feasted upon her wet pink flesh like a man starved. He increased the pressure he put on her clit, and it was so pleasurable and forceful that Lena was certain it was about to become painful.
Lena felt a pressure begin to build deep in her belly, and it only grew stronger the longer he licked her. It felt as if something inside of her was about to burst, perhaps painfully, and she began squirming and pushing his head away in fear.
"Sir, I beg you, please...please stop. Please don't hurt me," Lena cried. She felt temporarily relief as he paused, but he didn't shift from his position between her legs.
Renz pushed her swollen lips apart with his fingers, fully exposing her. Her swollen button was completely vulnerable, no longer hidden by its protective hood.
He held her this way, on the precipice, as she became accustomed to the anticipation of orgasm. He gently blew on her clit, coating her with cool air, and Lena shivered in pleasure.
"Are you sure you want me to stop, Lena?" Renz asked. Lena almost blurted out no, but she bit her lip, trying to regain control of her body. Even though he had paused, Lena found that the pressure inside of her body was only growing stronger, becoming almost unbearable. She needed to have it relieved, even if it might perhaps be painful.
"Answer me, Lena," Renz urged, before bringing his stiffened tongue across her throbbing, wet clit in one single, slow stroke.
Lena cried out, feeling as if her body were being tortured. That single lick seemed to have doubled the pressure inside of her body. She would surely go mad if he didn't finished what he started, and burst whatever it was he had inflated inside of her.
But she couldn't give in. She simply could not allow this man to violate her.
She sighed in resolve, hoping that the pressure would eventually fade. She tentatively glanced down, eyes widening at the strangely erotic sight of her left leg around his shoulder, her right bent and pressed down against the bed. She was completely exposed to him, his mouth dangerously closed to her swollen flesh. She watched in wonder as he extended his tongue and licked her swollen core up and down. Pink against pink.
"Such a pretty little pussy you have. Exquisitely beautiful, just like the rest of you," Renz muttered. He looked up at her, catching her interested gaze.
"Tell me you want me to finish you. Beg me for release," Renz ordered. Tears fell from her eyes as she realized that she needed him to continue.
"Please...please finish me. Please give me release, sir," she sobbed softly. No sooner had she uttered the words did Renz readily oblige her, swirling his tongue around her clit with dangerously rapid strokes. Lena began releasing high-pitched screams, certain her body was on the brink of explosion. She felt vibrations against her pussy that were not there before, and quickly realized that Renz was releasing moans of his own.
Lena fell back against the pillows, gripping the sheets in preparation for the explosion that was about to come. She hoped it wouldn't be too painful or leave any permanent damage.
Renz snaked his tongue up inside of her tiny hole, and he struck an avalanche. Her pussy squeezed around his tongue, and her clit shuddered. Lena felt an electric current go throughout her entire body, centered in her pussy, and the only pain she experienced was too much pleasure. She released a long, high-pitched scream, and came.
Renz gently kissed her pussy, and eventually crawled back up her body, trailing kisses along her stomach and neck. Lena felt even weaker than she was before, dizzy with not only champagne, but also the incredible pleasure she had just experienced. Her only protest was a mere whimper when he shifted between her legs, locking her pelvis with his. She no longer had the strength to try to push him away.
Her heart pounded as he undid his pants, and her eyes widened as that large, unique male part of him sprung forward threateningly. It looked angry, with its rigidity and pulsing vein. Lena realized then that that was the hardness that had been pressing up against her, and she stared up at him in fear.
"Touch me," Renz whispered. Lena shakily reached forward, wrapping her little fingers around his large cock. He felt hard and hot. Her hand couldn't completely encircle his diameter.
"Do you know what I am about to do?" Renz asked. Lena nodded slowly. Marie had explained to her years before what "giving yourself to a man" meant. Lena was not giving herself away, however. This man was taking her.
With a sudden tenderness, Renz began stroking her cheek as he positioned himself at her virginal entrance.
"Such a beautiful girl," Renz whispered softly. He tried to plant a kiss on her lips, but Lena turned her head away fearfully.
She heard him inhale, and felt his cock probing at her entrance. Immediately, Lena's exhausted eyes released new tears.
Lena was well-lubricated after her orgasm, but it wasn't nearly enough to ease the pain of first penetration. She cried out in pain as Renz pushed his hard thing inside of her. She felt like she was being ripped in two, it hurt so much.
Lena looked down, horrified to find that he was hardly inside of her. She hoped desperately that he didn't plan on putting his entire length inside. She wouldn't survive it.
Renz paused with his head barely inside of her.
"Look at me," he whispered harshly. Lena looked up at him, and his expression was so focused it looked almost pained. It frightened her. Lena quickly averted her eyes, but he grabbed her chin, forcing her to face him.
"I want to see the look in your eyes as I enter you," Renz explained.
"Please don't do this," Lena pleaded. Renz wrapped his fingers in her hair and kissed her, hard. He kept his lips locked against hers as he jerked forward. Lena screamed into his mouth as he pushed into her. She felt the barrier inside of her rip, and it hurt her terribly.
"Ohh my god," Lena cried, lips trembling. Renz pushed a bit deeper and held himself there, unmoving. Lena was close to crying hysterically, and he gently shhed her and wiped the tears from her face.
"Relax, Lena. It's only going to hurt you more if you're tensed up like this," he said softly. Lena frowned. What did he care if it was hurting her? He was forcing himself inside of her. He clearly had no moral fibre in his entire being.
"Lena," he repeated firmly. She looked up into his eyes, surprised to find a hint of tenderness there.
"Relax your muscles, sweetheart. Don't clench up," he instructed. Lena sighed, relaxing the muscles of her thighs. The muscles deep inside of her, however, were much more difficult. She'd never used them before, and wasn't even aware of what she was doing, clenching or not.
Renz withdrew, and began pushing himself in and out of her, making slow, controlled, shallow thrusts. Lena winced each time he entered her, but found that she was gradually becoming accustomed to the burning, ripping sensation.
Her distant comfort didn't last long, for with a groan from deep in his gut, Renz surged inside of her with more force. Lena screamed in pain, panic returning. He drove his hips into her rapidly, trying to push his cock as deep inside of her resisting pussy as possible.
Lena's brow furrowed and she turned her head away, in an attempt to avoid the pain. She was certain that any moment now, she would feel something much more important rip on her insides. She squirmed in agony, but Renz reached down and grabbed her hips, to prevent her movement, and pounded himself inside of her harder and faster.
"Sir...sir please stop. It hurts so much," Lena whined, words breaking due to her tears. She didn't know what to make of the animalistic grunts and moans he was making. It sounded as if he were in some kind of pain too.
Renz leaned down, and began darting kisses all over her body, taking as much of her into his mouth as possible. He gripped her hips, and moved his hands over her stomach, and squeezed her small breasts, hard.
"I can't stop, Lena. You feel so perfect around me, so...so tight," he grunted. Lena closed her eyes, praying the torment would end soon.
"Oh baby, that was so nice. Why don't you feed me now?" Erica said, taking his hand in hers and lifting it to her chest.With his cock once more rock-hard, Josh reached forward and slid one finger across the upper swell of one breast, and then lifted his hand, thick rich semen dangling from his long finger. She smiled coyly and then formed her lips into an inviting 'O' again, her eyes locked on her son's as she slipped them right down over his cum-covered finger. She closed her lips tightly against the invading digit and sucked wantonly."Ohhnnn," Josh groaned, a tingling sensation shooting from his finger right down to his groin. He could feel more blood pulsing in his veins and surging to his loins as he watched his mother's mouth move up and down salaciously on his long index finger, purring like a little kitten as she lapped up his cum. He slowly pulled his finger back out, feeling her suck at it luridly, before reluctantly letting him pull it all the way out. He r
"Jesus, no wonder those girls were afraid," Erica thought, a shudder of blissful excitement tripping down her spine. "That's the biggest cock I've ever seen. Jenny was right, he would have torn her right in two—and now I can't wait to get it inside me," she concluded."Well, it definitely seems like I better take care of those needs of yours right now," Erica said, her hand reaching forward as she circled her son's throbbing dick with her slender fingers. She gasped as she felt the tremendous heat of it, her hand closing around the incredible warmth, her fingertips coming nowhere close to touching the heel of her hand. "Oh my God, how big around is that?" she thought to herself. "I can't wait to feel that stretching my insides."Josh was beside himself with excitement. He couldn't believe it when his mother had said those things, and now she'd take off his underwear and had her hand on his rock-hard cock—her soft beautiful hand, her long fingers wrapped snu
"Well, with this trip, we're going to be around each other nearly all the time. Now, I know young men like you have needs that must be satisfied, and things are going to be a little more difficult with us being around each other twenty-four hours a day." Josh nodded, happy that his mother had been thinking about one of the same concerns that he'd been having. His mother continued, "So tell me, Josh, how many times a day do you take it upon yourself to satisfy those needs?"Josh's mouth gaped open, and he sat there stammering, unsure of what to say to such a blatant question."Josh, just relax. I want to make sure you're happy on this trip. Now, there's no point in beating around the bush. We both know what we're talking about here. How many times a day do you usually masturbate? Remember, we said we'd be totally honest with each other."Josh paused for a few seconds and gathered his courage, afraid of what his mot
"So, do you like them?" Erica asked again, knowing that her son had become almost mesmerized by the vision of her in the alluring baby doll and sexy shoes. "Uh...ye...yes," Josh stammered, almost having to force himself to speak as he reluctantly pulled his eyes away from her shapely legs and back to her pretty face. "They look fantastic. I'm so glad you bought them." "Thanks," Erica said as she sat down on the bed right beside him, her face beaming with happiness. "I'm glad you like them." She then whispered conspiratorially, "I bought them for you too, you know." "For me?" he asked, totally flummoxed by what she'd just said. "Yes. I've decided in the last year or so to kind of bring my wardrobe a little more up-to-date. I appreciate your opinion on these things. Your dad is kind of useless when it comes to things like that, and with you being such a handsome young man, it makes me feel good when I can wear things that you approve of." "I...I'm glad you feel that way," Josh repl
"So, what do you think of my new nightgown?" Erica reached up with both hands and fluffed her hair out, tilting her head provocatively from side to side, her honey-blonde locks falling sensually about her shoulders. Lifting her hands up like this caused her massive breasts to thrust upwards, the round heavy globes swelling against the structured satin cups of her outfit."Ohhnnn," Josh groaned instinctively, his eyes riveted on her sumptuous tits."Are you okay, sweetie?""Uh, yeah. I'm fine. Just something got caught in my throat," Josh replied, feeling himself turning red in embarrassment. He couldn't believe how sexy his mother looked. He'd noticed with delight how her wardrobe had changed recently, but he never expected anything like this, especially when she knew they were going to be sharing motel rooms together. The outfit was amazing, and cock-hardeningly sexy. The molded satin triangles cupping her large
"Well, I guess this room doesn't look too bad," Josh said as he put their suitcases down. They'd taken turns driving until the early evening before finally seeking out a motel, both of them feeling cramped and sore from being in the car for so long. Erica wanted to stop, before they got tired and cranky. They'd found a place shortly after they'd stopped for dinner. This was all part of their somewhat spontaneous approach to this whole trip—booking nothing in advance and just finding places to stay along the way. Erica had told Josh it would be more exciting that way, and he'd agreed. This first place they were going to call home for the night was called 'The Dew Drop Inn', and it had made them both smile when they saw the sign. He'd waited by the car while his mother went into the office. "Can I help you?" the older woman asked Erica as she approached the counter. "Yes, I'd like a room for the night?" "Okay, what would you like? One bed, two beds? We're not too busy and you can hav