"Take it out," he whispered. Linda hesitated. But that hesitancy was faked. She just didn't want him to think that she was so lewd that she would expose his cock without a pause to consider. In fact, she had been wishing that Clyde would suggest it, or do it himself, for his prick felt so wonderful through his pants that the horny girl was just dying to feel it naked. She was too shy and timid to take the initiative, too bashful to take matters into her own hands, but once Clyde had asked her to, it seemed all right. She unbuckled his belt and unsnapped the top of his trousers, then began to draw the zipper down. His fly opened in a wide vee. His prick sprang out like a wild bull. Linda gazed down at it in awe. It was by far the biggest prick that, in her limited experience, she had looked upon. It looked just wonderful to her. Her eyes crossed as she turned her vision upon the huge slab of his purple cock-knob. She tucked her hand into his fly and hauled his balls out, too, wanting all of his sex meat available to her gaze and to her attentions. She drank the sight in with her hot eyes. His cockhead was a huge, flaring, mushroom-shaped hunk of dark, steaming meat, the cleft parted. The tip was already sticky with a flow of preliminary jism. His cockshaft was wide and iron-hard and the vein that pulsed up the underside was as big as Linda's little finger. His balls were in proportion to his big prick, looking like over inflated balloons. He was still mouthing her tits. Linda took his balls and cock in both hands. She cupped his bloated balls in her left hand, palm up, lifting slightly as if she were trying to judge the weight of the heavy dose of spunk that they contained. She fingered his cock-knob with her right hand, then folded her delicate fist around the root of his prick. She began to jack him slowly. She loved doing it, but she wanted to make it last. It felt so wonderful to have his cock swelling and throbbing in her fist and his balls filling her hand that she hoped it would last for a long time. Pulling the jism out of him would be the best part of it, of course--but she wanted to enjoy the pumping for a while, first. A trickle of spunk ran down his cock-knob, slippery and sluggish, glistening like quicksilver. The sight made Linda drool. She wasn't going to blow him, of course, since she was not that sort of girl--but the idea was thrilling. She had to remember to ask naughty Tina what cum tasted like, when they were alone. Clyde sighed and moaned. He began to work a hand up under her skirt. Linda did not offer even token resistance, now. With his cock out and in her grasp, she could hardly refuse a guy a feel of her cunt--and besides, the horny teenager was desperate to get fingerfucked. Clyde stroked up the soft, smooth, overheated flesh of her firm and shapely thighs; teasing her by the slowness of his approach. Linda pushed her crotch down along the seat, toward his hand. He continued to rub her legs, avoiding her groin. Knowing that Linda was willing, now, Clyde was perversely reluctant to pleasure her. She had resisted him for a long time--now let her suffer for a while. "You can touch me there," she whimpered. Clyde grinned fiendishly. "Where?" "You know--" "Where?" "Between the legs," she whimpered. "Tell me!" he rasped. "Oh! My cunt! You can touch my cunt!" she cried, totally abandoned to her seething needs now. Clyde began to run the tips of his fingers up and down the crotch band of her panties. They were soaking wet. The fiery heat of her cunt wafted through her panties, almost singeing his fingers. Linda writhed and squirmed about on the seat, her own hands faltering and losing a stroke on his prick as she concentrated on the sensations in her cunt. Cuntjuice was filling the crotch of her panties and seeping out from the legholes. She could feel ribbons of the hot stuff trickle down and seep into the taut crack of her ass as she shifted around. Clyde slipped a finger in through the leghole. He traced along her cuntlips, then began to flick his fingertip over her throbbing clit. Linda gurgled with joy. He took his time, his fondling light and slow. He pushed his middle finger into her cunthole, working it up to the knuckle and then turning it about inside her, while her cunt began to suck on it. Linda was panting. She threw her head back and switched her pretty face from side to side, her expression contorted by lust. Clyde added a second finger. He began to push-pull them in and out of her pussy. How wonderful it felt! It felt so much better than when she pushed her own fingers up there! Then she realized how much better it would be to have a fat prick in her pussy! Clyde was enjoying playing with her cunt. He wanted to see what he was doing. He raised her skirt up above her hips. Then he hooked his fingers under the elastic band of her panties and began to tug them down. Linda trembled. It was dangerous to let a guy remove her panties, she knew. It would be awfully easy and awfully tempting to spread her legs when her crotch was naked and let him slip his cock into her. But she couldn't resist. She hiked her ass and hips up so that Clyde could drag her bikini panties down over her loins. He drew them off her feet and tossed them aside. The soaking panties fluttered to the floor like a colorful butterfly wobbling to the ground. Linda automatically clamped her legs together, protectively, once her cunt was bare. But then she immediately spread them open again. She wanted Clyde to look at her steaming cunt! She wanted to feel his eyes burning into her groin. He was leaning over her, staring between her legs, his face a mask of desire. Linda felt dizzy with desire. She was clinging to his hard cock tightly now, as if to support herself, to keep from collapsing in a daze. Clyde moved his hand to her crotch, palm upwards. He began to slowly shove three fingers up her cunthole. His other hand cupped her pussy mound, fingers trailing down to caress her flaring clitoris. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she cried. She began to beat his cock furiously. Cuntjuice poured down his probing fingers and pooled in his palm, ribbons of the stuff dripping from the edges. Her pussy was wide open, the crack turned into a gaping oval. Her clit was pounding. She ground her hips wildly from side to side, working her smoldering cunt against his caressing hands, her thighs thrown wide apart and her belly pumping up and down in a fucking motion. Her fist skimmed his prick steadily. His prick lengthened, and she knew she was going to bring him off soon. She wanted to come with him, to have him come with her, to share the heights of sensation at the same instant. "Shoot," she wailed. "Shoot your load!" Clyde groaned, finding her erotic words every bit as thrilling as her stroking hand. His ass bucked as he fucked her fist. Linda was looking down between their bodies, watching his cock, wanting to see the stuff spurt out of his cock. She saw that the flaring cock-knob was already frothy with slime. Her tongue tingled. The girl wanted very much to go down on him now, to take his cock into her mouth and suck on it as he shot his wad. She wanted to swallow his cum. She didn't even care about her reputation now, she was far too hot to worry about that, so hungry for his jism that she was willing to drink it. Only one thing prevented her from doing it. The way that Clyde was angled across the seat, fingerfucking her, she could not get her head down on his prick without moving him aside, and she did not want to risk having his hands leave her cunt. She simply had to suck a cock soon. But for now the situation demanded a hand job. The long waves of ecstasy rushed across her belly, and the electric current rushed up her thighs, and her cunt seemed to melt on his fingers. Cuntjuice poured out of her hole. She wailed and cried out with joy and her fist pounded up and down on his prick. Clyde stiffened. Linda felt spunk rush up his cock. The thick jism hosed from the head of his cock. Cum soared out, rising high and then falling back to splash directly on Linda's naked tits. She squealed when she felt the lava of his lust soaking her. She continued to pump his prick, and he kept shooting, load after load of jism spurting out. Her cunt was still creaming, pussy juice steaming down her legs. She pumped his cock dry. Emptied, his fat cock still stood firm in her grip. Linda gazed down at her tits, seeing his jism awash on the smooth slopes of her tits and dripping from her nipples. Lower down, she could see her thighs, spread open, slippery with cuntjuice....

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