Cindy Davis stood by the foot of the hotel bed watching the man she would spend the weekend with making love tip the old bellhop, lock the door, then turn and move towards her. What the hell had she gotten herself into?

Wordlessly, Ray Mitchell, took the purse from her numb fingers and tossed it toward a chair. He missed. Neither of them noticed.

For a moment they just stared at one another. Then with a quick movement, he gathered her into his arms and crushed her against his chest.

It was a sudden, passionate, exciting movement. It was also unexpected and Cindy instinctively stepped back. When her leg struck the mattress, she lost balance and began falling backward. Ray never let go, and followed her down onto the bed. While they were still bouncing, he began covering her face and neck with kisses. Before she could catch her breath, he started sliding down her body.

Moments later he had flipped up her skirt and was tugging down her panty hose. Instinctively lifting her bottom off the bed to speed his efforts, she was rewarded with the sight of a big approving smile on his face.

But once the panty hose were past her knees, Ray had to stop again. This time it was her shoes which had to be taken off. Impatiently, he fumbled with the tiny straps on each shoe until both were unbuckled, then quickly removed and tossed away.

When the last shoe thumped onto the worn carpet, the room became still and quiet. From her quivering stomach down the length of her long, shapely legs to her tiny feet, she was completely nude, lying open and exposed to the inspection of this man. With a shiver of excitement, she noticed he was looking at her with unfeigned desire.

After a long moment, he began slowly running his fingertips over her smooth, slightly spread legs. There was no mistaking the look in his eyes, and it thrilled her.

Slowly, gently, he eased her legs further apart, and then he lowed his head. When Ray's lips first touched her pubic hairs, a jolt of electricity shot through Cindy.

She gasp and her body became stiff and tingly when he began to gently nibble and lick. But she had never felt comfortable receiving oral sex. So it was fine with her when he moved back up after just a few minutes. Besides, what she really wanted was for him to be on top with that hard penis she had only touched and tasted before now firmly planted deep inside her eager pussy.

Glancing down at Ray, Cindy thought how exciting it was to be able to see him there, lying fully clothed between her naked legs. It was even better, she thought, knowing that very soon now she would be in the classic missionary position, lying spread-eagled on her back with his thick torso pressing down on her as his powerful thighs wedged between her out-stretched legs. And she knew she was going to love every second of what would happen next.

"Let me help," she said, and started unbuttoning Ray's shirt when he began fumbling with his pants. Cindy noticed with satisfaction that her fingers were steady as she unbuttoned his shirt. Although she was nervous, excited, happy, maybe even a little apprehensive, she was pleased to realize she was still in control.

Studying the face of this strange man with whom she would spend the entire weekend making love, she suddenly remembered Jimmy Morris, the other man in her life. They had dated for over a year before she finally let him take her virginity. Doing it hurt and she hadn't really enjoyed the experience, but the pleased expression on his face made it all seem worthwhile.

That was over two years ago, and they had been making love ever since. Although her experience with sex was still limited to Jimmy, she thought he'd become a competent lover.

Then during her summer job at a VA hospital, Ray came into her life. He was wounded, alone, and a long way from home. At first, she'd felt sorry for his situation. But she quickly grew to like him and always had fun when they were together. When they started dating, she told herself it was just a temporary thing until he was healed and went home. But she kept spending more and more time with the wounded vet. And now, they were about to make love.

There was more to this weekend than just making Ray Mitchell happy. She was, of course, still passionately in love with Jimmy. That didn't mean she hadn't wondered what it would be like to make love with someone else, someone big and tall, self-confident and experienced, someone a lot like Ray Mitchell.

This weekend will be, she thought while loosening another button, like a seminar on making love. And she rationalized that the love she and Jimmy had for each other, combined with this new experience, would improve their current love life and make their eventual marriage even stronger.

By the time she finished unbuttoning the shirt, Ray had shoved his pants down below his knees. When he started taking his shirt off, she reached down with both hands and began almost reverently stroking his stiff dick. This unexpected touch caused his entire body to jerk.

Despite this new distraction, he quickly pulled his shirt off and tossed aside. When he bent down to kiss Cindy, she grabbed his T-shirt and pulled it over his head. To return the compliment, Ray finished removing her dress. Now they were both totally naked.

Silently, they began exploring each other's body. Gently stroking and squeezing, they marveled at the smoothness of skin, the softness of breasts, the resilience of muscles and the texture of hair. Gradually, they moved closer until their bodies and lips met in an effortless, natural motion. Without breaking the contact of their lips, Ray carefully moved on top and then slowly lowered his hard body until flesh made contact with flesh.

Ray's long, hard dick was now pressed against Cindy from her pussy up to her belly. Instinctively, she began pushing up to increase the delicious pressure. He responded by grinding his cock against her smooth skin.

They had been kissing with a fierce, almost painful intensity. But now she changed the pace. Putting her hands on the sides of his head, she gently inserted her tongue between his lips and started moving it around like a languid snake, making slow, sensuous oral love to his mouth.

They finally broke the kiss and in silence looked at one another. Both knew it was now time. Cindy managed to spread her legs even wider and lifted her knees so she could use her feet for a little traction. When Ray raised up to position his dick, she reached down to help guide it home.

For Cindy, feeling a dick homing in toward her pussy had become a favorite part of lovemaking. Besides, it was such a bummer when Jimmy missed. Although she had no trouble finding Ray's dick, she had just begun to pull it toward her pussy when he suddenly plunged forward.

With one long stroke, Ray scored a direct hit and then plunged deep into the interior of his target. With little rhythm, he immediately started hunching furiously. After a moment, he changed pace and began using fast, deep, demanding strokes which sent his dick deeper and deeper into Cindy. Finally, he slammed into her one more time with all the energy and strength in his body and left his long rod buried up to hilt inside Cindy's stretched vagina.

The only motion she now felt was that of a throbbing dick pumping wad after wad of cum deep inside her pussy. Actually, Cindy had only been half aware of all this. With the first stroke, she'd experienced sensory overload and still wasn't sure what hit her. The size of Ray's body, the feel of his dick, the enthusiasm, if not expertise, of his lovemaking, had all been overwhelming.

Now, her body was tingling and her mind was numb. In fact, with that first stroke, she had begun experiencing a series of quick, intense orgasms. It wasn't until Ray's own climax stopped his assault that she finally managed to catch her breath.

The steady rhythm that he began using now was very different from the frenzied pace of the first go around. But was this, she wondered with amazement, still the first round? Even though he had stopped, Ray had never pulled out and rested.

She was certain he had climaxed. But here he was back at it, and was he ever at it! It now felt like he was fucking her entire body, not just her pussy. The long, slow, deep strokes he was using sent shivers of excitement racing over her body.

As Ray continued his steady pace, he raised his head and looked at her. He said nothing, just smiled a very happy, peaceful smile which made Cindy feel wonderful. She kissed him and ran her hands down his back and onto his butt. It was peculiar to be feeling the action that was fucking you, she thought, as Ray's ass rose and fell under her hands.

Squeezing his cheeks, she pulled him toward her on the next down stroke and felt his dick sink even deeper into her pussy. This is unreal she though, I can actually screw myself with Ray's dick.

After some trial and error, she developed a rhythm. Keeping a tight grip of Ray's ass, she would pull him into her on each down stroke, so that she was fucking herself. With each stroke she got hotter and hotter and pulled harder and harder.

Suddenly, she was coming. Her legs went stiff, her back arched and her head tossed back. Digging her fingers into Ray's butt, she tried to cram his entire body into her pussy. Goose bumps covered her flesh, as waves of energy raced through her body.

Just as she was starting to relax in the afterglow of her climax, Ray started giving her some serious fucking. Making love had nothing to do with what was happening now. This was a screwing.

Getting into a kneeling position, Ray threw her legs over his shoulders. Now he was able to slam home every inch of his cock. For just a second, the student nurse in her worried that this pounding might actually damage some of her organs. But her fears were quickly forgotten as that same pounding started her toward another orgasm.

This one hit quick and hard. For a moment, she struggled to wrap her legs around Ray's waist and hold him tight. But he overpowered her struggles to get loose, and continued holding a leg on each shoulder. The feeling of helplessness somehow intensified her orgasm and her body began to twist and jerk spasmodically.

Later, after they had finished making love, she would be both embarrassed and pleased to learn from Ray that when she reached the peak of this climax, she had bathed his balls with her hot pussy juice. In that position he said, the air had chilled his wet balls creating a new, intense, and very enjoyable sensation.

But that would be later. Now with her last orgasm having finally ended, she was beginning to feel the strain of their position. Finally relenting, Ray let her legs down, carefully placing them on the bed on either side of his body. But there was no relenting when it came to his fucking. Still kneeling between her legs, he began pistoning into her at a steady pace.

Gradually their fucking was turning into lovemaking. At least that's what Cindy thought or hoped. Although she had no actual idea of the time, it seemed as if she and Ray had been in each other's arms for hours. They were both on a wave by now, a sex high. If she had her way they'd make love together forever. But she did want Ray to come; it was a matter of pride with her. And her pussy was beginning to throb just a little, indicating it needed a brief rest from the steady pounding.

So she began to softly stroke Ray's sides and back. Then she slid her hand between their bodies. With Ray positioned as he was, it was easy to reach his dick and balls. With Jimmy, she had always gotten a unique thrill whenever she had touched his dick while they were making love. Now, she ran her fingertips around the opening to her pussy and felt the hard, slick pole moving in and out on its marvelous journey.

Reluctantly releasing Ray's shaft, she took possession of his testicles and began to gently stroke the area of the prostate. There was an immediate increase in the pace of Ray's fucking. The force of his thrusts became such that Cindy had to pull her hand out or risk getting hurt. Grunts and moans came from Ray as he drove even harder into her. But, unlike last time, he now managed to keep a rhythm.

He was covered with sweat, his eyes were shut, and he was breathing in ragged gasps. Each thrust was deep, quick, and violent and shook Cindy's entire body. It wasn't long before they had her building toward another climax.

The very violence of Ray's fucking was tuning her on and once the sensation started, it built quickly. Desperately, she tried to hold back, wanting them to come together. He was looking straight ahead now, muttering, "Oh shit, Oh fuck, Oh shit, Oh fuck,"

Knowing she was about to come, Cindy tried to wrap her legs around Ray's back so she could drive him home. All this did was break their rhythm.

Stopping for just a moment, Ray grabbed her by the ankles, lifted her legs and then spread them apart until they formed a giant, "V." Putting his full weight into the effort, he plunged back down. The full length of his dick was once again buried inside her pussy. The base of his shaft was crushing her pubic hairs while his cock head jammed against her cervix.

Ignoring her pleas for him to stop, Ray hammered his cock in and out of her tormented cunt. Soon she was responding to each violent thrust. Before long, her entire body was eagerly awaiting Ray's next assault.

Just as she began shivering under the first waves of another orgasm, Cindy heard Ray make a strangled cry. With a convulsive shudder, his body stiffened and began to tremble. From deep inside her tingling pussy, she felt another load of cum spurting from Ray's swollen dick head.

It was impossible for her to know how long they remained locked in their love knot. Finally she felt Ray's body relax. With a sigh that sounded very contented, he lowered her legs, and then released her ankles. Slumping slightly, he let his arms drop to his sides. But he kept on kneeling between her legs with his dick buried deep inside her pussy.

Waves of pleasure rolled over Cindy as she looked at the obviously exhausted Ray. Her pussy was still throbbing and contracting around his dick. Never had she imagined that making love could be so physically demanding or satisfying.

There were also waves of emotion rolling over Cindy. Now that Ray had finally been satisfied, he would need to take a break, just like she did. They could talk and get to know each other better. Then sometime later, they could make love again, slowly this time. After all, she thought, they had all weekend. And if....

Suddenly, Ray began falling forward. Jolted from her reverie, Cindy gasped and closed her eyes. The bed shook when his hands slammed into the bed on either side of her head. When things finally quit bouncing, Cindy opened her eyes. There was Ray, looking down at her with a sly grin.

Before she could say anything, she felt him start hunching into her with slow, relaxed strokes. Her feelings ran from dismay, to disbelief, and then to delight. Their break would have to wait. This man wanted her.

#

The weekend was a steady blur of long, torrid sex sessions. The action never seemed to stop, at least not for long. Oh, they did go out to eat in a small, Italian restaurant. But they never really slept, only napped. And as soon as they woke up, or the moment they got back to the room, another session of lovemaking would begin.

Now it was Sunday morning. Lying alone in the bed, Cindy was feeling all the aches and pains in her sore, tired body. This morning they had conducted a marathon session which had just about finished her off.

She'd woken up to discover Ray's unshaven face nestled between her thighs. He was nibbling and licking on her by now super sensitive pussy, having what he called his "Sunday Brunch," in bed. Although weary from a weekend of almost constant sex, she had quickly started shivering and jerking as waves of another in a long series of climaxes approached and then crashed over her.

The "Brunch" continued for a long time. When Ray was finally full, he shifted position and began massaging Cindy's sopping wet cunt with his fingers. In the beginning he'd gently inserted one finger. But he slowly shoved in more, until he finally had gotten four inside her stretched opening to her well-used vagina. Using his thumb, he then began massaging her clit.

When that climax hit, it was almost painfully intense. Her body jerked uncontrollably, until an especially powerful spasm lifted her hips and she became frozen in a stiff arch of pure passion. That's when Ray discovered that by changing the amount of pressure he exerted against her clit, he could control the intensity of each climax. With just four well placed fingers and a thumb, he could make her body arch up off the bed. When the tension left her body and she sagged back on the bed, he'd pull up on her pussy and stroke her clit. This would cause another wave of passion to hit. When it did, her body would again arch up toward that tormenting hand. She'd become Ray's personnel yo-yo.

Eventually, she was allowed to come down and rest for a few minutes. But the pause was brief. And once the serious stuff started, it didn't stop for what seemed like hours.

They fucked, screwed, balled, maybe even made love and all in a variety of positions. This continued for most of the morning until the steadily growing pain in her pussy finally forced her to beg Ray to stop.

To his credit, he realized her cries of pain had absolutely nothing to do with pleasure, and immediately stopped. Needing a few minutes to collect her thoughts, she asked him to shower without her this time. Lying alone in bed, she smiled in exhausted contentment.

Now that Ray had stopped, the pain in her pussy was not as intense. And the steady throbbing reminded her of the moments the two of them had shared. Hearing the shower stop, she wondered what would happen next. While she wasn't sure about the time, she knew they'd have to be checking out before long. Turning her head in the direction of the bathroom, she saw Ray walking out. He was toweling water off his big, well muscled body and he was smiling.

Cindy stared in amazement. The look on his face and the state of his dick left little doubt why he was smiling. After a weekend of almost constant lovemaking, he wanted her again. It was incredible.

"I thought showers were supposed to cure that condition. Now what am I going to do with you?"

"Sorry, I messed up and took a hot shower instead of a cold one. Besides, I missed you."

With an indulgent smile, she motioned for him to come closer. When he reached the bed, she extended a hand and softly touched the hard organ which had given her so much pleasure.

With an effort, she sat up on the edge of the bed. "Well, what can I say big boy? I mean, it wouldn't be very nice of me to let you leave in like that, now would it? So let me see what I can do to cure this condition." Putting her hands around the cock, she leaned forward and started feasting on a Sunday Brunch of Ray's southern sausage.

Several positions later, brunch was still going strong. Ray was lying spread-eagled on the bed while Cindy, who was kneeling by beside him leaning over a very hard penis which was securely planted inside her mouth.

With Cindy in that position, Ray soon discovered he could use her mouth like a second cunt. Cautiously at first, then with increasing abandon, he began hunching his hips up, driving his dick into her mouth.

Gradually, the head of his dick began slipping into her throat. But in this position, the gag reflex was easy to overcome. Soon she could feel the entire length of Buford, as they had decided to name Ray's dick, rushing past her lips as its head slid down her throat.

Feeling Buford traveling in and out of her mouth then down her throat was an absolutely incredible sensation. It wasn't like this was the first time there had been a dick in her mouth. But all those other times, she had been in charge, using her mouth to give Jimmy a blowjob. This was different. The moment Ray laid his hand on the back of her head Cindy wordlessly relinquished all control. For the next few minutes, he was completely in charge. All she wanted to do was relax her throat, flex her jaw, and concentrate on being a receptacle for old Buford.

As they're confidence in each other increased, so did Ray's pace and they soon found a satisfying rhythm. It was impossible for Cindy to keep her head totally still, even with the help of Ray's hand. But soon her head was swaying with a steady motion as he drove the full length of his swollen dick into her open and waiting mouth.

Ray was using her mouth just like a pussy and, to her amazement, she was loving every moment. This must be what a pussy feels when it's getting fucked, she thought as the head of Ray's dick once again surged into her throat

It was hard to believe that having her face fucked was turning her on, but that's exactly what was happening. There was a knot twisting and growing in her stomach and her legs were beginning to feel funny. When she finally climaxed, her hips and thighs were hit by a series of deep spasms. The climax drained her legs of strength and she collapsed on top Ray. That final forward lunge, somehow managed to bury the stiff dick even further down her throat.

After a few moments, Ray re-started his hunching. Once again her head began rocking as he now drove his dick even deeper into her throat.

When she felt hairs brushing against her lips, Cindy opened her eyes. In this new position, she was looking straight at Ray's testicles. As Ray continued pumping, they seemed to approach her face quickly, then just as quickly move away. It was almost frightening to watch them rushing up towards her as inch after inch of the long shaft quickly disappeared into her mouth. The motion would suddenly stop, leaving her lips and teeth full of pubic hairs and her nose nestling in their soft covering.

Without thinking, Cindy began stroking them with her fingertips, and immediately heard Ray gasp. Very gently, she took the sack in the palm of her hand and squeezed. Ray's body jerked in response and he began to hunch faster.

By now, she had no idea how long his dick had been in her mouth. But she knew her jaw was beginning to get tired. So she figured that if she was ever going to finish him off, now was the time.

With one hand, she continued to massage Ray's balls. With her other hand, she began to softly stroke his butt. Before long, she was running her fingertips across the crease created by his tightly clinched cheeks. Then he finally relaxed and she was able to slip in her fingers.

The entire area was already wet from sweat and saliva. So once she located Ray's ass hole, it was relatively easy to insert a fingertip.

"Oh shit!" cried Ray, and his body suddenly jerked so hard it nearly threw Cindy off. There was no doubt in her mind she was doing something right. The only question was whether she'd survive the experience.

To accomplish her goal, Cindy figured she better keep Ray penned down. Throwing her right leg over his chest, she penned her elbows between his thighs. Grabbing a deep breath between strokes, she shoved her finger a little deeper into Ray's ass.

The move triggered an almost uncontrollable thrashing about until his body suddenly became hard and ridge. Cindy raised her head slightly, letting the cock head slid out her throat and into her mouth. Normally, she didn't enjoy the taste of cum. But after all she had been through she wanted to savor the fruits of her victory.

When the climax hit, it seemed to shake ever inch of Ray's body. Wave after wave of energy swept over his twisting and heaving frame. As she lay on his stomach, Cindy could feel the muscles in his torso knotting under the force of each new spasm.

It was a long climax. But much to her surprise, it produced little cum. Then she realized that, thanks to her, Ray had produced a river of cum that weekend. By now, even his impressive supply was starting to run low. On those rare occasions when she and Jimmy had been able to spend an entire weekend together, Cindy had taking a certain pride in always leaving him totally drained. It had bothered her that on this once-in-a-lifetime weekend, she had not been able to do the same for Ray. With satisfaction, she now knew that while she may not have been able to fuck him dry, she at least put a serious drain on his supply.

Slowly, the real world began to re-enter their lives and they started to disentangle. By now Cindy, who had promised her parents she would come home this Sunday, was running late. She had planned on taking a bus home but Ray said he had a better idea.

After quickly packing and checking out, Ray hailed a cab. "I'll have the cab drop me off at the hospital. You take it on to your place. It's on me," he smiled. Although she protested, Cindy was glad she didn't have to ride all the way to her home in Queens on the bus.

They kissed when the cab pulled up at the hospital. "Why don't ya come up and see me some time, big girl?" he teased in a really bad Mae West accent before opening the door and getting out.

When he reached back in for his briefcase, Cindy responded with mock innocence. "First I've got to know if you're the type of man who'd try to take advantage of me if I did come over to visit."

"Of course I am," said Ray, as he closed the door.

"Oh good," she replied with an impish smile. "In that case I'll be over tomorrow evening." She stuck her head out the door and Ray kissed her once more. Then she broke the kiss, slipped her head back inside and the cab pulled away.

When Cindy looked back, she saw that instead of waving and watching as she left, he'd immediately turned toward the hospital. With a sigh, she faced back around and tried to put Ray and the last thirty six hours out of her mind. Now she had to start concentrating on her parents and on Jimmy, her fiancé.

#

Afternoon Aftermath

When her mother said Jimmy wanted her to call him at his place, it had caught Cindy off guard. After she had accepted Ray's invitation to spend the weekend together, Cindy had called Jimmy to tell him she had to work Friday and Saturday nights and would only be home for a few hours on Sunday afternoon.

The news hadn't pleased Jimmy, who had quickly reminded her of a fact she was very much aware of, that he was working days that weekend and wouldn't be able to see her now for two weeks. But here it was, Sunday afternoon and he was calling her-from his place.

As Cindy finished washing and re-packing her clothes, she thought about Jimmy. If he was home and alone, she knew he would want her to come over for some sex.

And if that were the case, Cindy knew it would nearly kill her. But there was no way she could say no, not to her fiancé. Then noticing a small bottle of hand lotion on her vanity, Cindy sighed in resignation and put it in her purse.

A few minutes later, Jimmy was pulling her inside the door of his apartment, "Jimmy, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"That's one hell of a greeting for your fiancé," pouted Jimmy as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "What ever happened to, "Hi Jimmy, I missed you.?"

Realizing her mistake, Cindy smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry. Hi Jimmy, I missed you."

They held each other tight for a long kiss. Jimmy slid his hands down Cindy's back until they rested on her ass. Quickly hiking up her skirt, he slid his hands inside her panties. Then taking a cheek in each hand, he began squeezing them and grinding her into his groin.

Although she enjoyed the feel of her rear being massaged, Cindy concentrated on the kissing. Jimmy had always been such a good kisser. There was something about the way he moved his lips, which was a real turn-on. So she pulled Jimmy closer and slipped her tongue deeply into his mouth. Once again she was reminded about how much she loved Jimmy. And for a little while at least, thoughts about the past two days with Ray left Cindy's mind.

But soon Jimmy started to slip one hand around towards Cindy throbbing pussy. Not wanting his fingers to probe that particular tender flesh, she reluctantly broke the kiss and twisted away from his embrace, "So tell me, what are you doing here? I thought you were working today."

With a roguish grin Jimmy came over to her, "If I didn't get to see you today, I'd be faced with two weeks without any of your loving. And baby, two weeks is a painfully long time to spend just thinking about something as fine as you. So I swapped days off with another guy."

"I should have known," said Cindy, who was thinking with a sigh that actually, she really had known. "That's all you boys are interested in. Will I can only stay an hour or so. But tell you what, why don't we celebrate by trying something new?"

Jimmy's eyes lit up, "What did you have in mind?"

"You just stay right here and get undressed," teased Cindy. "I'll be right back.

In the bathroom, Cindy took her clothes off and carefully checked her skin for any telltale scratches or bite marks. Finding none, she took the small bottle of hand lotion from her purse. After spreading her legs, she gently parted the puffy lips of her vagina and began rubbing the lotion into and over her tender pussy.

When it was well coated, she touched up her make-up, lightly sprayed her body with perfume, brushed her hair and put her heels back on. Taking the bottle of lotion, she left the bathroom and walked back to Jimmy.

"Aw right!" he shouted with obvious approval. It would have been impossible for Cindy not to have been pleased with Jimmy's reaction. But despite enjoying the reception, she knew this enthusiasm would soon be adding to her pain.

Jimmy started to get to his feet, but Cindy motioned him back down. "Now just stay where you are. Your time will come. Right now, I've got some work to do."

With that, she knelt between Jimmy's legs. Even though her mouth still ached from this morning's session with Ray, she intended to give Jimmy one of her best sloppy blowjobs. There was at least an outside chance, that if she got him to come in her mouth, he might be satisfied.

As she began sucking on her fiancé's cock, Cindy's mind drifted back to the first time they had made love. It had been in this very apartment. That had been her first experience with "going all the way," and she had kind of enjoyed it, despite the pain.

Since then, she and Jimmy had made love many times, and in many other places such as parked cars and the homes of friends. But while cars were cramped and friend's homes were inhibiting, this apartment remained special.

Whenever the rest of his family was gone, Jimmy's apartment became a relatively spacious and relaxed laboratory where they could learn how to make love. It had been here, Cindy recalled, that she had first learned how to please Jimmy with her mouth

Now however, try as she might, Jimmy just wouldn't come. Soon she felt hands pulling at her head. "You better stop or you're not going to get any satisfaction."

That was okay with her, Cindy had assured him, although she knew Jimmy was ready to fuck. "If you insist," she said with unfeigned reluctance. "But before we start, here's the new thing."

With that, she reached down on the floor and picked up the bottle of lotion. With a sexy grin, she proceeded to massage it onto Jimmy's dick, carefully applying a thick coat of lotion along the length of the shaft. Then she completed her job by leaving a big glob of lotion right on the head of the dick.

"Now move aside and don't look," said Cindy as she lay down on the couch and spread her legs. Using the rest of the lotion, she began slowly massaging her pussy. There was no doubt in her mind that Jimmy would watch. In fact she was counting on that. For even though her main goal was to give a final coating of lubricate to her pussy, Cindy hoped that the hotter Jimmy got, the faster he would come.

Looking up quickly, she saw Jimmy jerk his head away. "You didn't peek, did you?" she asked coyly.

Jimmy admitted that he might have, but he assured her it was just to make sure she was all right. "So tell me, did everything look all right to you?" she inquired.

Everything looked damn fine to him, he said.

"Well, in that case, why don't you come on over here and do something about it then?" said Cindy in what she hoped was a sexy voice. "Since we're both all greased up, I think I ready for that pole of yours."

Jimmy rushed to get into position between Cindy's legs. "Easy boy!" she laughed as she taking possession of his dick and guiding the slippery dick toward her weary pussy. "We'll get you home in just a second."

When the tip of the cock head was poised just inside her cunt, she looked up and smiled. "I think we're ready now," she said. "But what about sliding in slow and sexy."

Despite her wish, which was really a plea for mercy, Jimmy could hold back no longer. With a grunt, he lunged forward, driving hard into her swollen, chaffed, and very tender pussy. For Cindy, the sudden burst of pain was unbelievable.

When she cried out, Jimmy assumed they were cries of passion. This drove him on to even greater heights of vigor. With each stroke, Cindy felt as if she were being sawed in half. Each time their bodies slammed together at the end of one of Jimmy's violent thrusts, her entire pelvis area hurt. At that moment, Cindy doubted the pain could have been much worse even if she hadn't used lotion.

Finally Jimmy grunted and slammed down once more into her aching body. Then with a strangle cry, he began filling her tortured pussy with his cum.

Later, as they lay together panting, Cindy felt a burning sensation when his shrinking penis began slowly slipping out of her throbbing pussy. With complete honesty she looked into her fiancé's eyes and said, "You got me big boy. After that, anymore loving would just about kill me."

Judging from the satisfied look on Jimmy's face, she'd passed the finals of her seminar on making love. Of course, what happened this weekend was a once-in-a-lifetime thing, she reminded herself. From now on, it'd just be Jimmy for her. No more Ray. No more lessons. No way. Not even if Ray suggested another weekend. And, for just a treacherous second, she wondered if he would.