XXX-Fiction

Chapter 6

If Mary had known that her mother fucked the bull regularly, she would probably have been less inhibited about letting the ram fuck her — especially since she had already sucked him off. But she had no idea that her mother was a bullfucker. Nor could she ask advice of her mother, not the way she could ask naughty Lulu May Dickens.

Mary had intended to ask Lulu May about fucking and blowing men, anyhow, and she guessed maybe she could work in a few questions about animal fucking, making it sound as if she were curious rather than eager. If Lulu May was as naughty as she was said to be, she shouldn’t object to those questions. She might even be flattered that Mary took an interest in her affairs. Of course, Lulu May might not know anything about fucking animals.

If she was getting fucked by men, she might never have felt the need or the urge to make it with an animal. Mary would have to phrase her questions with a certain delicacy, to keep from causing them both embarrassment.

But Mary needn’t have worried.

Nothing would embarrass Lulu May Dickens.

Lulu May was every bit as naughty as her reputation proclaimed. She had taken over the role that Mary’s mother had held years before, and she was known to be the best cocksucker in the county as well as an energetic piece of ass.

Lulu May had sucked off countless cocks.

Some of those cocks had been sucked off under strange circumstances, so that Lulu May, herself, was not sure who the man or boy she had given a blowjob to might happen to be. She recognized the various cocks with no trouble. Finding a suckable prick before her eyes, she always knew for certain if it was a prick she had sucked before. But often she didn’t know who what prick was attached to.

Her first mouthful of cock and her first drink of cum had happened like that, and Lulu May, who had become a confirmed cock-sucker with the very first lick, never knew whom she had given her first blowjob to. Nor did she care.

The prick was the thing.

The man attached to the cock didn’t matter in the slightest, as long as the prick was big and hard and full of fuck juice.

How did this happen?

Lulu May usually blew men through a knothole.

Lulu May was a teen, like Mary, and she had started her sex life two years before when she was already a nubile young lady with a lusty temperament.

Her bouncy body seemed to have been constructed completely out of circles and ovals and curves, without a straight line or an angle anywhere.

Her tits were like balloons.

Her stiff nipples were like the valves by which those big balloons had been inflated.

The cheeks of her ass were round, as if fitted behind her to counterbalance her round tits.

Her thighs were rounded, her hips were rounded — even her cunt seemed to be round instead of a slit, for that creamy fuck hole was always gaping open, the slot ready to be stuffed. Her cunt smoldered at the base of a gently rounded belly, between those molded thighs. These characteristics extended to her features, as well.

She had flashing dark eyes that were usually wide open as she gazed lustfully at a young man’s well-packed groin. Her lips were usually parted in a little oval of astonishment — or as if they were all set to be slipped over the head of a cock. She had ebony hair which she wore in ringlets, little round coils of jet that bounced gaily up and down as her head bobbed up and down on a prick.

Yes, Lulu May was shapely and well rounded.

And her experiences were well rounded.

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This is how Lulu May first encountered a stiff prick and dealt with the situation instinctively:

Behind the country schoolhouse which both Mary and Lulu May attended, there was a two-compartment outhouse. One side was for the boys, the other for the girls.

The outhouse was made of knotty pine.

In the wall between the two compartments there was a knot of wood which some enterprising young boy had knocked out, leaving a knothole through which the boys could peer and observe the girls as they squatted on the wooden seat.

Lulu May — a virgin then — had for some time been aware that whenever she went to the outhouse, a boy seemed to have a need to perform a bodily function.

She didn’t, at first, realize that that bodily function had nothing to do with voiding his bladder or bowels, but that it was his balls that needed to be emptied.

But one day, as she lifted her skirt, she saw a watchful eye peering through the knothole.

She was furious for all of ten seconds.

Then the naughty nymphette grinned, finding that she loved the idea of having a horny young man gaze at her body. She squirmed out of her panties, holding her skirt up and parting her thighs so that he could get a clear look at her pussy.

Lulu May went to the outhouse every day after that.

One boy or another always followed on her heels.

She knew that the boys varied, because sometimes a blue eye gazed at her, sometimes a brown or a gray eye. But whatever the color, the gaze was hot with lust.

Lulu May knew that those young men must be beating their meat as they looked at her through the wall.

She adored the thought of all that fuck juice being spilled in her honor.

She took to wearing the sort of clothing that she could easily open, so that she was able to show them her tits and her ass, and, of course, her creamy cunt.

Then one day some bold lad — she never figured out who it was — had pushed his cock through the knothole.

Lulu May had gazed at it.

It was a fine big cock, the prick-knob shaped like a mushroom and hot like a poker used to stir a fire. A dark fat vein pulsated up the underside of the cockshaft and the cleft tip was parted. She could see preliminary spunk bubbling in the cleft.

Lulu May was cherry.

She wasn’t sure what to do with that prick.

But the cock was available and lovely looking. All of a sudden, the girl realized that she wanted to take hot prick in her mouth. She had heard, vaguely, about blowjobs.

She guessed she wanted to blow that prick.

She hesitated for a moment, then she grinned impishly, bent down, and took the swollen cockhead into her mouth.

She was naive — she blew on the prick.

But she was a natural and, as soon as she had puffed, she inhaled, ready to blow again. But she discovered that inhaling on the sweet cockmeat was lots better than huffing and puffing.

She took a long, tentative suck.

“Ummmm,” she purred, finding that she had discovered the secret of giving head. She knew instinctively just how to go about delivering a first-class blowjob.

She sucked the lucky lad off.

When he came in her mouth, her dark eyes opened wide in surprise. She swallowed that thick, hot fuck juice and adored it.

Back in the schoolroom, Lulu May looked around at the various boys, but couldn’t decide which one she had sucked off.

Whoever he was, though, he must have blabbed about it, because the next day a different prick was presented to her through the dividing wall. This prick was as big and as tasty as the first, but shaped differently, with an elongated, tapering cock-knob.

Lulu May milked the prick dry.

After that, the cum-hungry girl started visiting the outhouse twice a day. On every occasion she found herself presented with a tasty cock and a hot load of cum.

The school teacher worried about the state of Lulu May’s bladder, but made no connection between the girl’s frequent excusals from class and that of the dozen or so boys who took it in turns to raise their hands to be excused.

Lulu May drank so much juicy jism in the next few months that she gained two pounds.

But that was okay — she gained it in her tits.

Soon afterwards, Lulu May began getting fucked by various local lads, but she still made her daily visits to the outhouse, enjoying the thrill of sucking off disembodied, anonymous cocks.

The boys looked at Mary through the knot-hole, too.

But Mary had never discovered the fact and, therefore, never made a point of exposing her cunt to the wall except by accident. Nor did she have to use the outhouse frequently, so no lad had ever been bold enough to push a prick through when Mary was on the other side.

If one had, Mary might not have had to ask the advice of Lulu May in such matters.

 

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