Sweaty Crotch Woman
Copyright© 2026 by Peter Emrick
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - An aggressive woman enjoys taking young men's virginities
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual Fiction Anal Sex First Oral Sex Novel-Pocketbook
Skip raised himself over her, stared down at their bare bodies. A good two inches of his massive bole was still evident with her outer lips ballooned around his prick. He hunched roughly, but she wasn’t taking any more of him. Stephanie whined softly, her head tossing back and forth.
Each time he prodded his cock at her, her feet would lift from the grass, settle back when the pressure in her pussy eased. “More, Skip?” she moaned, eyes half-closed, just a part of her dark eyes revealed.
“Yeah,” he nodded, used a hand to smear the sweat from his taut face. He looped his arms under the backs of her muscle-tight thighs, lifted her butt high from the ground, and braced his feet. He gave a mighty lunge, and Steve screamed, his voice shrill and wavering as his gigantic cock thudded into her, his balls smacking into her crack against her bulging anal dimple.
“My God, what did you do?” Stephanie wailed, trying to straighten out her legs along the surface of the ground. But Skip had her thoroughly impaled, and his trembling hands held her smooth, rounded bottom off the ground.
“Now, you got all my cock up your cunt,” he wheezed, panting for breath from his exertion. “Does it hurt you very much?”
Stephanie’s eyes blinked, and her mouth moved as she deliberated his question. “Not too badly,” she whispered, licking her pale lips. “But two dollars worth of this kind of fun would go a long way.”
Experimentally, he pulled his cock out a couple of inches, and Steve’s legs levered into the air. “Uh-uh-uhuhhhhh,” she gasped, her belly undulating as he spanked his prick back into her extremely tight snatch.
“Like a toothache between my legs,” she tried to grin gamely. “Try it again, Skip.” She winced as he drew out four inches and skewered his spearing prick back into her. She emitted a wavering falsetto as he pumped at her repeatedly with lengthening, quickening strokes.
Her twat began a sort of squeaking, squishing as he settled to fucking her with cock-long strokes. She lifted her bent legs into the air, pressing them to his heaving flanks as he rocked back and forth, plowing the prick into her milking pussy.
“Are all boys’ cocks as big as yours, Skip?” she panted, staring wide-eyed into his face.
“I don’t know,” he replied dourly, concentrating on drilling and drumming his cock into her delectably hot cunt. “But I know all girls’ pussies aren’t as snug as yours, Stephanie.”
She giggled softly, a tone of appreciation. “Well, if you keep fucking your big, meaty monster of a prick into my cunny, it won’t be tight for long.”
“Hush talking and let’s fuck,” he administered, sensing the workings of his jizz pump.
“Yes, sir,” Stephanie said with mock docility, and she tried to rock her obscenely assaulted and exposed butt to his pounding prick. “My mother-in-law in Pocatello is sort of horny. Since she and Dad divorced a year ago. She said a gal should be sure the guy she marries is hung like a good Mormon,” she giggled.
Skip curled both arms around Steve’s neck, lifted her head, and achieved greater power for lancing his prick into her resilient body.
“Oooohhheee, will I cum, Skip? Will your big prick make me go wild like Grandma?” she hugged him and panted frantically. “I hope I cum and have a good first-time fuck. Boy! I can really feel your big thing going in and out of me. It feels like my pussy is on fire and my belly is full each time you shove it in me.
“Is that your balls I feel against my buttie-hole and slapping my behind?” she giggled.
“Shush and fuck,” he reprimanded her, tossing his cock into her faster and faster, the strokes becoming a little erratic as his passion heated and he knew he was nearing the moment his jizz would whitewash her delicious insides. “If you want to have a blast, you better concentrate on fucking my cock with your sweet cunny.”
“I’m gonna try real hard,” Stephanie vowed solemnly. “I want the first fuck to make my pussy explode and have a dandy time.” She braced her feet out beside the cheeks of her ass and began hunching upward, arching her glutted pussy to his in-slamming prick. “I think I will make it; I feel so weird and heavenly,” she whispered, breath short and fast as she strove to match his slam-bang cock-strokes.
But she was maybe half a dozen prick-punches too late. Skip was unable to hold back and pounded his cock all the way up her and began spewing her with a flood of jizz. She squalled with dismay and disappointment. But, for the first time of being fucked, her sphincters began working, milking along the pulsating barrel of his wildly squirting cock and Skip howled as if his prick were trapped in a torture chamber.
Some five minutes later, when he was finished, he slowly pulled his prick out of her, helped her to her feet. As if by silent agreement, they slipped gingerly into the cool pool, hugging and kissing and refreshing themselves.
“Will you be fucking Grandma and Kitty again, Skip?” she sighed seriously.
He shrugged, his hands tenderly rubbing cool water against her swollen, proud, jutting breast globes. “Probably,” he admitted.
“Will I have a chance for you to give me your prick again? I was just about to cum when you did. I want to have you fuck me again-I just know I can. If we can fuck again-real soon.”
“We’ll try tonight,” Skip whispered, helping her from the pool. As they dressed, he said, “You better go back first-so they won’t suspect.”
She nodded. “I know. I’ll take a roundabout way off to the north and come back from the direction of the lake.”
“We’ll try to fuck tonight,” Skip said. “If we both can get away from your grandmother and I can get off from Kitty.”
He knew one way he could get away—find another boy to occupy Kit and Bea.
“Strip,” Kitty said tersely, undressing as soon as she closed the door of the trailer behind them.
“Quick and easy,” Berniece said, unzipping the sunsuit and letting it float to the floor. “Get your gadget and we’ll see if your dildo is as good as your promise.”
Kitty searched a drawer, took out an airline satchel, unzipped it. “Get back on the bed, you hot old cunt.” And she stepped into the strong, elastic harness—a waistband, around-the-leg straps, and a strap around the middle of the buttocks to hold the long tool in place against her own cunny.
Berniece, sprawled in readiness in the middle of the bed, laughed almost hysterically as she ogled the ludicrous contraption—an ebony replica of a Negro cock—long, but not as thick as poor Skip’s—the way Kitty had it perpetually swollen by almost constant use.
“Okay, laugh,” Kitty said haughtily, “but this thing will make your pussy smoke and you’ll howl like a wounded she-cat.”
“As long as it does the job on my pussy,” Bea sobered, taking the jar of Vaseline Kitty handed her.
“Grease it good—I don’t want to tear up your snatch or your asshole,” she said. And that was a new idea.
After greasing the firm, but pliant tool, Berniece stabbed a finger up Kitty’s snatch, playfully. “It needs two ends so we could dildo-diddle each other at the same time.”
“Ready?” Kitty asked, pausing on her knees between the older woman’s spread, raised knees.
“Yep,” Berniece grunted. “You set it and I’ll open up my lips so you can hit my sex-mouth with your peckersubstitute.”
“Here goes your virginity,” Kitty smirked, nosing the tip of the fake prick into her gash. “I’m set, are you?” She didn’t wait, but rushed forward with her shapely ass and drove some five inches of the imitation cock into Bea’s gasping, writhing body.
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