CHAPTER 1

 

First of all you must realize that after a lifetime of carnal explorations, I am completely addicted to prime, wicked fucking whores. There is nothing like picking up some teasingly pretty tramp, getting her alone, stripping her to the skin and laying the bitch until she howls with unquenchable lust. There are times when I'll see some foxy treat walking on the street and I almost cream my pants just seeing those shapely hips sway and those busty tits practically burst from the blouse or tee shirt or fucking halter top.

I don't dare go to the beach. I'd either get arrested for jerking off in public or thrown in jail for raping some honey on the hot beach sand.

You know other guys are addicted to coke or food or rare coins or sports cars. I've seen guys get off with other guys or become ecstatic looking at a renaissance painting in some stuffy museum. Well with me it's a juicy, wriggling pussy, open, available and energetic. I love to see some hot blonde open her mouth wide to engulf my prick and watch as she sucks it like it's some Dairy Queen ice cream cone. It's so stimulating to watch as my cum squirts into the slut's tongue twisting mouth. God some of those tramps swallow it so good, it's incredible.

Then there's the taste, the tangy, clean taste of shaved, perfumed pussy. You know the kind of open pussy that's been fucked by hundreds if not thousands? It's the kind of cunt that knows how to work a long, thick cock until it juices off deep inside the ball-busting bitch.

I just can't get enough nooky! Christ I get hungry for it in just a day if not in a few hours. I love long sessions where I explore every inch of the horny pussy cat and I don't care if I get it for free or I have to pay for it. Fortunately I can afford these female she devils, at least some of the time.

Sometimes they come to my pad and I get a chance to further ruin what little decency they might have had by giving them a nice long bath in the Jacuzzi and then spreading them on my bed and fucking what few brains they have, totally out. I've even been lucky enough to get some tramps that love to be chained up and restrained and you should see me work their defenseless holes by the hour. It's shoot cum here and shoot cum there and I make them plead for first more and then for me to stop. Of course the more they beg me to stop, the more I make their little fuck holes sore and slimy with my warm, sticky cum.

There's nothing quite like spreading some hot bitch apart and lapping her crotch until she's gasping and moaning and then it's BANG BOX CITY!

It's getting to the point that I may need a full time slut or sluts to service my itching, aching pecker though. These one-hour hear and two hours there doesn't quite cut it, if you know what I mean. I need some fresh young things to lie on my bed and fuck anytime I want. Just picture some sleazy slut or two, lying there totally naked with their legs spread apart just waiting for me to slip in and relieve my tensions and pent up emotions by filling their pussies with cum shot after cum shot! Can you imagine the glorious double blowjobs that they could provide? Or how pleasant to be sucking pussy while I'm being royally fucked by the other screaming harlot.

My imagination has no limits. I keep thinking of new scenarios with all sorts of gorgeous women in different poses, different races and different shapes. I can fly to Germany so I can fuck young pixies. You know the kind that look almost like a little Gretchen with the pigtails and the tiny little slit that can force a big dick to cream off in five minutes? You know the kind that squeals and giggles, as they're systematically porked? Of course over there, it's perfectly legal to do high school girls even if you are as old as I am.

As you probably well know, you can get young stuff easy in some Asian countries but you don't know what kinds of diseases you might pick up in the process. So you better use condoms and unfortunately I have trouble getting off with the fucking things on. Forget about Africa, no fucking way! If I need hot, willing nigger bitch, I'll pick one up state side, thank you very much.

In that regard I am not prejudiced. I'll do any pretty face, regardless of color, nationality, religion or location. The only thing I draw the line at is when a woman is too fat. There are enough slim, shapely, sexy nymphs around so I really don't need to play with some overweight blimp.

But, you might ask, how did such a handsome, well-cultured, wealthy individual become such an abject slave to that tingling nine-inch staff? How is it that I got addicted to the heart racing pleasures of unrestrained pussy? Well here's the story and of course it starts early in my high school years.

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It was kinda like one year, girls were just something you had to put up with either in the playground or around town. They always seemed to be around at the wrong times when you wanted to steal a comic book from the mag stand or lift a candy bar when Mr. Huggins was helping some old biddy find the tuna fish.

Then all of a sudden the next year, I'm looking the tempting little creatures over. My dick is getting big and itchy when I see one of these little bimbos wearing shorts that are a little too tight or she's got some real sexy nylons on accenting a knee length skirt. It used to be real hard in English class with Elaine Bylock sitting beside me. Fucking Christ! She'd cross those sexy fucking legs just right so I'd get a real good view. How I wanted to get her alone and lick her from her calves right to her fucking crotch. I wanted to make that little, foxy freshman howl and scream as I drilled her cunt deep and hard. I knew what to expect between a slut's legs from my older brother who gave me all the critical information I would ever need. He used to call me Mac because I liked all those old Marine movies, you know, Sergeant Striker and Green Beret and Pork Chop Hill etc. So he calls me Mac and says, "Hey Kid! You don't know what you're missing! You know that pecker between your legs? Well it's for a hell of a lot more than just pissing. One of these years you'll get some horny broad in the back seat of a car and you'll slip her dress up or off. Once you get past her little panties there's this little hole just itching and raring to go. You just stick your hard cock into that hole and fuck away. These young bitches love it especially after you lick and suck them down there to get them so hot they won't wanna stop. Take it from me, you'll just love it!"

Then he'd tell me about all his conquests and the naughty things he'd do to their oozing cracks. He even knew of one girl that liked to be fucked right up her little ass hole. Everyone who knew anything was aware that Connie Salazo was a real, cock-clenching pig. She was a medium tall brunette with brown eyes, average figure and a pair of holes that could keep a guy spraying for hours.

Although my brother was a real goat in high school and even in college, he later got married and settled down. Obviously over the years he gained control over his cock. It was one accomplishment I have yet to achieve. My cock controls me and there doesn't seem to be anything I can do about it except keep lining up the nympho-tramps and doing their mouths and holes as often as possible. But I digress and I know you'd like to know how it all started.

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I still recall my first encounter. I was able to coax Cathy Langdon to walk with me in the woods. I guess she didn't think she had anything to worry about. It was midafternoon on a hot July day. She'd known me for years, being the well-endowed girl next door. Little did she know that I was no longer simply the friendly little chap that used to play house and school with her. I was now the predator and she was the prize.

It was one of those perfect summer days about 85 in the shade, a slight breeze and almost no humidity. The birds were cheerfully chirping above us in the leafy green cavern that hid the slim, sandy pathway. While she's talking about some funny things that happened at school during the final week, I'm thinking about how I'm going to get under that skirt and fuck the little bitch silly. I could smell her skin, I was so close. It was the clean scent of soap and mild perfume. Her lips were only slightly glossed with some pink stuff that I was finding irresistible. Her hair was a rich, honey blonde and her eyes were baby blues with nice long brown lashes. Her nose was perfect and her cheekbones high to accent that creamy white skin that only sported a few cute freckles. She was a real cutie pie with her pigtails bobbing on her shoulders as we walked along. Cathy also sported a pair of pert tits that emerged from under a tight tea shirt. All she had on her feet were sandals

Which revealed her sexy arches and dainty toes. I was so hard it was painful to keep walking. The damned thing was stuck at a strange angle in my pants and I'm sure she eventually noticed it.

Finally I got the courage to ask her the big question. We were standing under a huge Elm with her back to the tree and my face mere inches from hers. "Cathy, you're so pretty. Can I ask you a question?"

Those baby blues riveted me to the spot and her cheerful voice answered me. "Sure Ronny."

"Would it be all right if I kiss you?"

Cathy gave me a demure smile but there was something in her eyes that looked hungry. "I guess it would be all right. Nobody is around and I'd like to try."

Little did we know that she would unleash a sex craving, cunt hungry monster known as Ronnie.

I gently held her face between my hands and slowly moved my lips on hers. It was such sweet softness and she gradually opened them to accept me. My tongue slithered into her mouth and quickly my temperature zipped past 98.6 as the full body embrace was added to the locking of our mouths. She moaned with obvious pleasure as my tongue continued to search and taste the sweetness and freshness of her virginal mouth. My hands slowly went up her back once they'd left her head. I felt the softness of her back under the thin cotton shirt she was still wearing. After a little maneuvering I finally got my fingers under it and moved upward on her bare back. HER OWN HANDS WERE AROUND MY NECK AND HER KISS BECAME MORE AND MORE AGGRESSIVE!

Moments later we were on the ground, sitting on the pine needles that covered some very thick, rich moss. The world smelled earthy and clean and this pretty girl was about to be all mine.

I unclipped her bra from behind and still kissing her I somehow pulled up her t-shirt and moved the bra away from her still small tits. My hands trembled while the blood raced through my arteries. I thought my cock would explode in anticipation of this first conquest.

"Oh Ronny, what's happening?"

"I don't know Cathy but it sure feels nice."

She smiled at me as I sucked her tits. "Aaaaahh! Oh Ronny suck the other one! Harder! Yes Ronny yes!"

I gradually licked down to her belly button while my hands were glued to those small, pointed breasts. She moved just enough to give me more access down below. She wanted to play although we were both more or less innocent.

I gently grabbed and rubbed her groin while another long kiss further inflamed her rising passions. My heart was thumping now. I was going to have this cutie pie. She was going to be my first fuck!

Fortunately she was wearing a skirt so all I had to do was pull down her damp, lacey panties. She was super fucking wet down in her as yet, unplundered cunt. Cathy was dripping and definitely ready to rock!

To this day I thank my brother for his timely advice about licking a girl's cunt first. It really does make them too hot to resist the improper male advance. It tasted funny but the more I licked the wider she opened her cunt for me and the louder she gasped or cried out. She wanted me badly after just a few minutes of flicking my tongue over that smelly little crack and that weird little knob of flesh right above it. My finger got in much further until it came in contact to her delicate maidenhead. Well I'd soon fix that. My brother told me a lot and I knew just what to do. Everything he'd mentioned was true. When they were ready they got wet and made funny sounds. Their holes were usually small and nice and soft inside.

I unzipped my pants and somehow got my pecker out the slit in my underpants. It was hard and damp at the tip from pre-cum. Before she could say anything I pushed it in. My kiss smothered any protest she might have made and I was in like fucking Flynn!

She made a strange squeal as I broke her cherry and then it was off to the races! The friction on my young cock was incredible. I swear in the middle of the day I saw stars! In moments her own instincts took over and she was lunging to meet my thrusts. Her kiss-smothered cries grew much louder as the rhythm of the fuck took us both over.

Suddenly she broke the kiss and squealed, "Fuck me Ronny! Just fuck me!"