"His WHAT?" Helen demanded, "Say what you want, you little prude. Men want you to talk dirty, so you'd better get it right. It's a cock, Laurie; it's a prick, a dick, a man rod, a fuck tool."
"FFFFUUCCKK MEEE, fuck me now with that big cock. Take me, take me, take my virgin pussy. Make me a woman," the horny teen pleaded.
As these two women dialogued, I was busy lapping up virgin juice. Tasty stuff, I thought to myself. Have to get some more. As much as I love older well used female flesh, I forgot the joys of a newly minted babe. But the time had come to move on toward my own cum! So, I positioned my self between Laurie's thick and fleshy legs, as Helen stroked my rock hard cock. "Nice view," I admired, "Love those bit soft titties, and that well soaked cunt is a treasure. You will feel so filled in a minute, Laurie. Are you still sure? Do you want to be fucked for the first time by an old guy?"
"Oh, yes, I want you; I want your huge cock filling my little cunt!" She's getting into the language like her granny, I thought to myself. She'll be a great fucking chick as she gets older. With her affirmation, Helen pulled my cock down toward the waiting love tunnel. I think it looked like that sopping hole was throbbing in anticipation and desire. Helen rubbed my cock up and down Laurie's virgin puss. The little girl moaned and wiggled and just mumbled over and over, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt," as she was getting used to the language of lust.
As granny guided my middle-aged cock into the never-before-used cunny, I took over the task and eased myself into that hot little hole. Oh, it was NICE. Tight and hot and sloppy wet with her cum juice, yet surrounded by soft thick womanly flesh. Not wanting to just plow through, I slowly pushed in seeking the little girl barrier to my hardened manly woman pleasing equipment. When I felt that delicate hymen, I stopped and rested. "Do you feel me, Laurie? Do you feel my big man cock opening up your little girl pussy?"
"Yes, I feel you, I want you, just fuck me, just take me, OH it is so good. I need this, I need to be fucked more and more," she chanted, not really in her right mind at this moment.
"It's time, Helen, I'm there at her hymen," I reported. "It will hurt a bit, my baby girl," Grandma told the sexed-up teen. "Just remember how good it feels, and the pain will be gone before you know it."
With a firm yet gentle thrust, I rammed the length of my manhood on through nature's wall to womanhood, and felt the delight of popping this young girl's cherry. "OOOOOWWWWEEEE," she yelled, "OOOOHHH that hurts, it hurts, stop, stop, stop, take it out, take it out....NOO, it's so GGGOOOOODDD, Oh, I don't know."
"You're a woman now, my baby girl. You've got a big man cock shoved up your needy cunny. You'll have so many more, I know. Just enjoy this moment," Helen soothed the flailing woman girl. I just kept on a pumping. I was in my own world of love and lust. I pounded her pussy, and watched her big fleshy tits bounce up and down, back and forth. Her pudgy belly rubbed against mine, as I rammed my cock up into her womb.
This suddenly reminded me that this was no over-the-hill post-menopausal slut I was banging. Of late I had not worried about making babies or even getting diseases, as I only fucked recent widows or monogamous horny housewives. No diseases in this young slut-in-training, but she did have active baby-in-waiting eggs in her womb. "Helen, she might get pregnant," I said to her now horny grandma who was rubbing her own puss in time with my thrusts, "should I pull out?"
"No, of course not, you twit. A woman needs to feel that man cum the first time. Give her all you've got. We'll take our chances with the baby bit."
So, onward I rammed, as busty Laurie lay beneath me moaning yes then no then yes then no. She instinctively wrapped her pudgy legs around my waist, though, and pulled up her hips to meet my thrusts. It was now too much to stop...
"I'm cuuuuummmiiinnngg," I yelled. "Let it rip, big boy," granny said with great satisfaction. "OOOHHHH, YYYEESSSS," the newly made young woman screamed, "I feel your cum. Fill me, fill me with your stuff," she yelled as I pumped my balls into her already soaked cunt, over and over, with more jism than I had had in quite awhile.
It was over. I collapsed on top of the fleshy young babe, kissing her face and lips, and praising her as one of the truly great virgin fucks of all time. Granny lay beside us, stroking Laurie's sweat-soaked hair, and murmuring how great it is to be a woman and to be filled with a man's hard cock and cum-juice. "Oh, grandma, am I a slut now, like mama says you are?" "No, dear, you are just a well fucked woman. Feel this fine man above you. Appreciate his body desiring you. If that is being a slut, then all good women are sluts. Your mama needs to get laid this well too, and soon!"
Well, I thought I might volunteer on the spot, but that would be a bit forward, I guessed. I just rolled off of the soft-bodied teen, and as I lay back on that big bed, granny slid over to suck my sticky dick clean, "Just remember that when this cock gets hard again real soon, lover boy, you've got a well used pussy over here that needs attention, too." But we had more work to do on that newly deflowered whore-wantabe.
Pudgy, big-titted Laurie took to her new found non-virgin status like a very horny fish to water in the next couple of days of her college break. The baggy clothing was gone, and tight tops and bottoms encased her luscious curves under both. The day after having my fifty year old man dick pick-off her little girl cherry, she had landed a nice looking young man whose hormones were well in blossom, and whose dick was big, hard, and raring to go (or maybe to cum!). He filled her tight little twat with what Laurie felt was a gallon of man juice, which got her a lecture and lesson from Grandma Helen about the horrors of VD and AIDS, not to mention baby making, and that if that or any other young stud wants into her pussy, she must demand the use of a love sheath, a rubber, a condom. Granny just happened to have a selection of all colors and textures to offer the young slut-in-training, and also offered me as a training model for how to use them.
I wasn't sure I was interested. I had moved on from the use of condoms with potential baby factories and disease carriers because I vowed to fuck only old babes beyond procreation days who had only had hubby dicks before they were recently deceased, or whose current hubbies couldn't or wouldn't screw them. These are safe, saggy, and very needy sluts who I desire as much as they desire to be loved, played with, and filled with my manhood. Why would I want to model rubber use?
"Because if you do you get to fuck us both today, that's why," Helen suggested on the phone, "and if you don't, you'll have to go home and whack your prick off by yourself just dreaming of all this tasty and fuckable female flesh!" Pretty good deal, I guess. So, instead of working that afternoon I arrived at Helen's condo with my dick ready to be encased in latex.
Helen greeted me in one of her usual fuck uniforms, a silky crimson teddy underneath a matching see-thru robe. Her 44DD bosom strain at the flimsy material, and her succulent red nipples were poking through as if seeking fresh air. "You look good enough to eat," I gushed as she drew me into her lovely sex-nest, "and I'm a hungry fella." "There's enough here to fill you up, boy," Helen assured me as she lifted up those massive mammaries in her hands, "and there's even a tender young appetizer a waiting for you in my bed!"
As we entered her whorehouse decorated boudoir, I was greeted with her slutty granddaughter already well into the mood with a twelve-inch vibrator sloshing in and out of her needy teenage cunt. The smell of female sex permeated the room, with the sounds of a little girl in heat filling my ears. "OOHHHH, I am so horny. I want a cock so bad, granny. I really like having men between my legs. OHHH, OHHH, I need to be FFFFUUUCCKKKEEEDDD!" she yelled through a bed bouncing organism.
"I think we created a monster slut here, granny. She can't seem to get enough action in her pussy."
"Yeah, I was just like that," Helen remembered. "Right after I lost my cherry to a cousin in the back of our barn at home when I was eighteen, I had to have a man-a-day the rest of that summer. Don't know why I didn't get a baby out of all that sex; guess my baby making machine wasn't ready yet. But my mama got me a package of rubbers even way back then, and now we're going to get this little bitch using them, too. I got knocked up before George and I were married; we need to keep that from happening here. And besides, all these dirty little pricks these days have more diseases than brains, for sure."
