"I'm not going to spoil it, honey – I'm going to make it even better, even more beautiful!"
She lifted up on her elbows, gasping, fear widening her eyes. She couldn't keep from staring at the front of his cutoffs. She saw the outline of his stiff, throbbing cock inside them. There was no question about the state he was in.
Even though she'd never seen a cock before, not even Whit's, she knew about fucking. She'd watched a pair of dogs do it one day at school while she was waiting for Chester to come pick her up.
The dog's cock had gotten hard and red and pointed, and he'd pumped it up the bitch's pussy with a lot of growling and jerking and biting, making the bitch howl and snarl with pain.
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!"