We looked at her in the mirror. Her crotch was drenched in cunt juice and cum. Debbie pulled my head into her cunt and I ate her while she watched. I could taste my cum mixed with her cunt juice and liked it. It tasted like fucking!!! Debbie exploded. She grasped my head and fucked her cunt with my mouth, grinding it into my face. My tongue was in her cunt. I stuck it as far into her as I could. She exploded again and screamed with orgasmic pleasure. Her crotch was sliding up and down and around on my mouth. I licked and sucked all of her cunt juice. Her virgin ass hole pressed into my mouth and tongue in her gyrations. I could tell from her gasps that it really set her off. Finally she planted her ass hole onto my tongue. She fucked her ass hole directly onto it. It was covered in cum and cunt juice and slid in easily. She pulled my head into her ass like she wanted my whole head up her ass. She screamed for me to eat her ass. She held me there and I worked my tongue in and out. No woman I’d been with had ever cum so hard as Debbie did then.
We fucked. And fucked. For two more hours. Debbie screamed every time I came in her. She wanted cum in her cunt. I shot off in her until I was depleted. We rested and savored our sex. Debbie sucked my cumcoated prick. And watched herself in the mirror. She said she couldn’t believe I’d cum for her so many times.
It was 2:25AM when we dragged ourselves into Brown’s cafe for much needed nourishment. Mike and Marsha (Mots) Milles were there after being in the White Horse dancing. We sat with them and Marsha could tell, immediately, that Debbie’d gotten her brains fucked out. Marsha had “B” cup bullet shaped tits, with huge puffies. I’d had a hard-on for them from the first time I saw her. Mike loved showing her off and let everyone know he kept her tiny little cunt shaved. He liked fucking her “little girl” pussy. Debbie saw me staring at Marsha’s tits. Marsha had on a stretch knit top that molded to her tits, perfectly, showing their exact size and shape, including her puffies. When we got home she commented on Mike liking to show her off and said I could look all I wanted if it made me horny and I fucked the shit out of her after looking at Marsha’s tits. Which I did. Debbie said she’d been looking at guys’ crotches since she was twelve and it turned her on to see big bulges. The next day half the town knew she was finally putting out. And loving it. Debbie didn’t seem to mind. Half the guys in town were asking her out. She turned them all down. We fucked constantly. I bought her sexier, more revealing clothes than she was used to. She’d always liked guys checking her out and teasing then. It still took her quite a while to become comfortable wearing them. She’d started getting tits when she was ten. She was a large “A” cup at twelve. Boys and men were looking down her blouse at her bra, but she’d never had sexy, revealing bras before. She’d worn short skirts, but with panty hose. I bought her thigh high, stay up by themselves stockings. I hated panty hose. I bought her seamed butt panties and her skirts draped seductively into her ass crack while she danced.