The sight had left her with a sense of fright and dread and a certainty that fucking wouldn't be much fun at all. The one time she'd tried to slip her finger up her pussy and had felt the sharp stab of pain had convinced her of it.
So, she stared at the hard line of Burke's prick in his cutoffs and saw from the terrible size of it that anything that big trying to fuck up her tight, virginal pussy would make her bellow with pain.
"No, Burke!" she cried again. "Don't take my panties off!"
"I just want to see your pussy, honey," he whispered. "I want to remember this moment for the rest of my life – you all stretched out on the seagrape leaves, naked and beautiful!"
"No, no – you're going to try to fuck me! Burke, don't fuck me. Don't hurt me!"
"No – oh, honey, I wouldn't hurt you for anything!" he gasped, his hand sliding all over her flat tummy. "I just want to see and feel and…"
"Ahhhh, God, Burke!" Monica cried sharply.
Her elbows flew from beneath her. She went flat onto her back. Her tits jiggled and thrust skyward. Her spine arched wildly. Her pussy lifted high into the air, and her thighs trembled open widely when his hand slid under the white, clinging material and his fingers wrapped softly around her wet, puffy cunt.
"Beautiful!" he cried. "God, I just know it's a beautiful pussy!"
Sensation shot through her young body, wild surges of it that made her feel electrocuted. His fingers tangled in the rich coppery-colored tangle of her wet pubes. They massaged the bloated meat of her cunt lips and squeezed slippery, virginal pussy juice from them that smeared over her whole crotch.
She felt the length of one finger slide along her silken gap and ripple over the clitoral bump at the top of her cleft, and she cried out again, feeling her whole body shudder and pulse.
Her asscheeks clamped tightly together, and she could feel the friction of the bikini material rub against her throbbing asshole and add to the sensations she was experiencing.
"Burke!" she gasped. "You're touching my pussy! Ohhhh, don't play with my pussy! Don't fuck me!"
"I won't! I promise I won't, honey! I just want to look and feel… ohhhhh, let me see your pussy too!"
She grabbed his forearm, wanting to pull his thrilling hand from her panties. Her hips pumped up and down. His finger slid along her silken gap, and she could feel the tip of it press all around the wet, trembling mouth of her red cunt.
She couldn't pull his hand out. She didn't have the will to. She didn't want the wonderful sensations to stop. She lay there and twisted and moaned under his fingering and felt a great wave of something building inside her young body.
"Ahhhhh!" she cried shakily.
"Let me look!"
"Yes! Ohhhh, yes, darling – look! But don't fuck me! Ohhhh, don't fuck me and make me hurt!"
He worked feverishly at her bikini bottoms. She lifted her ass and squirmed and helped him shamelessly, and then she felt the cool air fan over her super-heated twat and fan through her damp curls.
"Ahhhh, God! Monica! What a beautiful cunt!" he cried. "I want – honey, I'm going to kiss it!"
She let out a squeal of protest. The sound became wild and quivery. Before she could do anything, he'd dipped his head and opened his mouth and covered her bloated pussy meat with his soft, parted lips.
The top of her head nearly came off. She felt the thrust of his tongue against her wet meat. She remembered the sensation of his tongue tip wriggling inside her mouth and tickling over her lips, and she knew he was doing that to her pussy right now.
He lapped and licked at the silky flesh of her twat. Her juices poured from the virginal hole. Her clit thrust and throbbed from the top of her cleft.
She felt the hot puffs of his breath against her sweltering mound and the way his thumbs pried the bloated pussy lips wide apart. She knew he was staring directly into the pink, quivering maw of her pussy hole, and the knowledge that she was so shamelessly letting him do it made her shake all over.
"Burke! Burke!" she gasped. "I feel – so funny, Burke!"
"Ohhhhh, my sweet, innocent Monica! You haven't been fucked before, I can see your cherry! You haven't even been kissed right before! God, don't you know what's happening to you, darling?"
"No! Ohhhhh, it feels – so funny!"
"You're going to come! Do it, Monica! Come hard!"
"What's – ah!" she cried sharply. "Ahhhhhh, Burke!"
He dipped down again and covered her whole throbbing twat with his sucking, pinching lips. He battered the tip of her clit with his velvety tongue and held her hips high.
Monica's emotions seemed to soar into space. Her body tossed and churned. She felt her pussy mouth shudder incredibly, sending vibrations all along the slippery, satiny sheath of her vagina and into her belly. Clear through her belly and into the tips of her tits and even the tips of her fingers.