From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Ali Loses Her Cherry (MFg, cons)
Date: 4 May 1996 21:08:25 GMT

			Ali Loses Her Cherry.

	Ali was house sitting for Mr. Ross and Mrs. Tracy Jordan. It
was a hot summer night and the air conditioning was broken. The
Jordans wouldn't be home for at least another four hours so Ali stripped
and went to lie down in the Jordan's bedroom. Before long she fell
asleep.

	The Jordans returned and found the sleeping beauty on their
bed. She was still asleep, snoring softly, but her hand was
rhythmically squeezing one of her luscious tits. The Jordans who were
in their late 20's were uncertain how to proceed with this gorgeous 18
year old. Tracy Jordan took the initiative, dropping to her knees
between Ali's outstretched, widespread legs.

	"You really are right, Ross," Tracy said, hunching down to
berry her face in Ali's still dripping cunt. "The girl does have one
of the prettiest little pussies I've ever seen. Look at it, just like
an opening rosebud."

	Before Ross could inspect Ali's cunt more closely, his wife
blocked his view and started to lick up the cream oozing from the
girl's fuck-tunnel. As Tracy lapped, more cream came out. The woman
plunged her long, slender, hard tongue between the girl's now swelling
pussy lips, then worked it in as deep as it would reach, while at the
same time muzzling Ali's stiffening little clit with her nose.

	The girl didn't wake up, but there were signs that she knew,
at least subconsciously, that something was happening to her. Her hand
tightened its grip on her tit and began to pulse faster. She started
to squirm a little bit and a thin sheen of sweat broke out on her
skin.

	Mrs. Jordan resisted tonguing Ali to climax. Her intention was
to get the girl ready and eager for her husband to fuck.

	"Okay, Ross, she's creaming to beat hell, she's more than
ready."

	Tracy Jordan had a fantastic figure. Although she was only an
inch or two over five feet tall, her shapely legs looked much longer
than they were, and her tiny waist emphasized the womanly swell of her
hips and the jutting thrust of her big, round, still-firm tits. Her
large areoles were a deep pink, almost purple, and her nipples were as
big and round as ripe cherries. Her dark hair and complexion gave her
an exotic, almost Indian look that was incredibly sexy.

	Ross Jordan was doubly excited. The sight of his gorgeous wife
and the young beauty in front of him turned him on more than he had
been turned on in a long time. His cock was now almost painfully hard
and he was sure it was at least an inch longer and bigger around than
it had ever been. At least that's how it felt. And his balls were
loaded to the bursting point. One thing Ross had long been noted for,
one of the things that decided Tracy to marry him in the first place,
was his endurance. He had been known to fuck for more than an hour
without shooting. He had tremendous control.

	As excited as Ross was, he made his move slowly, deliberately,
prolonging the pleasure of anticipation for himself, and hopefully for
Ali as well. He did not want to either frighten or startle her. He was
as interested in a good fuck for her as he was for himself.

	Ross gently fingered the seeping girl's pretty little pink
pussy. It was soaking with her cream. He smiled to himself and got
down on his hands and knees over Ali's beautiful body. Still denying
himself the ultimate pleasure of sinking his throbbing cock into her
tight young cunt, he bent his head down to lick her long-stretched,
steely-hard nipples.

	Ali exhaled a giggling sigh. She had been dreaming, dreaming
that her Prince Charming in the shape of Mr. Jordan was about to give
her her very first real fuck. Slowly, she opened her eyes and found
herself looking directly into Ross Jordan's eyes. It took a moment
before she realized she was no longer asleep and dreaming. Then a wide
grin split her face practically from ear to ear.

	"At last!" Ali murmured. "I've dreamed about you doing this to
me for a long time, and now it's really going to happen!"

	Ali closed her eyes again, but raised her arms and wrapped
them around Ross, giving him a powerful young hug that crushed her
jutting tits flat against his chest.

	Ross smiled at his wife, who was looking at him with what
looked to be a mixture of pleasure and envy.

	"I guess we didn't have to worry about how she'd feel," Ross
said.

	Ali released her stranglehold on Ross and sank back down on
the bed, her eyes still closed. She stretched her arms down to her
groin, rubbed a finger along the oozing slit of her cunt, while
tickling her hard clit with her thumb, and then ran her other hand
down Ross' tight belly, into his thick pubic hair, and then to his
rock-hard prick. Her fingers wrapped around his rigid cock and she
began to slowly massage it.

	"Christ, girl, stop it," Ross complained. "I want us both to
enjoy this with me inside you, not shooting all over your lovely
belly."

	"Okay, then, but do it!" Ali insisted.

	Ross permitted the girl to draw the head of his rigid cock
towards her slippery fuck-slot. Ali may have been inexperienced, but
her instincts were right. When his sleek purple cock-knob nudged into
her lust-swollen cunt lips, she slithered the cockhead up and down her
cream-soaked pussy-slit, savoring the sensuous feeling it gave her,
delaying, raising her desire to an ever higher pitch before she urged
Ross to sink his cock into her.

	Rather than abruptly plunge his straining hard-on into Ali's
eager cunt, Ross Jordan let only his prickhead slip between her
cream-dripping cunt lips, then he slowly moved his hips back and
forth, gently working his throbbing prick-knob in and out of her
slippery, hot fuck-hole. This erotic teasing made Ali cry out for
more. Instinctively, she raised her legs and locked her knees at Ross'
waist. When that did nothing to fill her grasping, starving cunt, she
wrapped her legs around his ass and squeezed, trying to force the rest
of his cock into her.

	Ali was at lest partially successful. Ross did his best to
prevent her from ramming her cunt into his hips, taking the whole
length of his cock at one stroke, but he couldn't keep up the teasing,
slow-fuck action he'd been trying for. Her hip movement and the
strength of her legs forced well over half of his rigid prick into her
steaming fuck-tunnel.

	There was a reason why his cock didn't sink all the way in. It
had hit an obstacle. Despite her athletic activities, Ali still had
her maiden-head! Frustrated at not having succeeded in getting Mr.
Jordan's cock all the way in, Ali redoubled her efforts, banging on
his ass with her heel, bucking her hips up powerfully toward his. This
time, it worked. Ali screamed as a sudden, tearing pain pierced her
where the ramrod cock forced its way through her cherry. Then the pain
stopped, his cock slid easily the rest of the way into her tight, no-
longer-virgin cunt.

	"Jesus Christ, Ali! Why didn't you tell me you were a virgin?"
Ross asked.

	"Because," Ali panted, " I was afraid you might not fuck me if
I told you."

	"Did I hurt you badly?"

	"There was just that one, sharp pain, Mr. Jordan. It feels
really good, now."

	It had been a long time since Ross had had a virgin, and he'd
never fucked one who seemed so eager and was so lovely. Ali's tight
cunt was gripping his cock, making it feel harder than ever, wearing
away his wish to make the fuck last. With the young girl's firm,
strong muscles fucking her hips up at his, her cunt grasping his cock
in a solid grip, and the intensity of her desire and lust, Russ didn't
know how long he could hold out before shooting his hot, gooey cum
deep into Ali's guts.

	Ali wanted it, she wanted it to happen and happen soon. She
didn't know how long she could take the tension, the torture of being
so near to a massive orgasm. She could feel the big shaft and head of
Ross' cock pistoning up and down in her slippery, hot lust-juicing
cunt. The sensation of Ross' powerful fuck-post slamming into her
belly, filling her with a rising tide of increasing desire was making
her all hot and squirmy deep inside. Now, with Mr. Jordan's cock
ramming into her, burying itself to the hilt in her cream-soaked
pussy, stretching her cunt lips, massaging her hard little joy button
of a clit, Ali felt the first quivers, the very beginnings of her
first fucking orgasm.

	It started slowly, gently, with just a few little shivers of
delight. Then they grew strong, deep ticklings which made her shake a
little bit harder. His pistoning cock kept on driving in and out of
her cream-steamed cunt, withdrawing until only the tip of the purple
prickhead remained inside her slick cunt lips, then plunging down and
down until the whole hard cock-shaft was buried in her, right to the
very roots.

	Ali's shivers increased and grew deeper. Little electric
thrills started to radiate out from her taut little nipples. Tiny
lightning bolts of desire shot out from her clit. With each stroke of
Ross' pumping cock, the depth of Ali's reactions increased. She
started to arch her back, thrusting her hips up harder, jamming them
into Ross' groin, forcing the last absolute fraction of an inch of his
stiff prick inside her hungry, grasping, sucking cunt.

	The girl was panting like a steam engine, sweat had broken out
all over her sleek, shapely torso. A furious red flush spread all over
her skin as the strength of her climaxes grew. Little squeaky gasps
came from her mouth with each panting breath. Never before had she
imagined such feelings. She hadn't even dreamed that anything could
feel so good! The pounding of Mr. Jordan's rock-hard cock in and out
of her hot cunt was making her tremble all over with ecstasy.

	Ross could hold back no longer.

	"Jesus Christ, I'm coming, Ali!" he grunted. "I'm coming,
now!"

	The girl didn't answer, she just squealed out loud with joy as
she felt his cock harden even more, then a pumping wave move up it
from base to sleek purple cock-tip. Suddenly she felt something spurt
out, splattering to the very deepest end of her straining fuck-tunnel.

	When Ross' cum jetted into Ali, it triggered a massive
eruption in the girl. She screamed as her hips rammed into his. Her
legs clenched on his ass, forcing his entire prick deep between her
cunt lips. An earthquake of an orgasm rocketed through her body,
setting her clit and her nipples on fire with lustful joy, sending
erotic heat waves sparking all over her body, down the insides of her
thighs, sending the blood in a roaring rush through her overloaded
brain.

	Every muscle in Ali's body clenched and released, clenched and
released, as the ecstatic waves of desire pulsated through her. She
screamed again as one final, gigantic spasm rocked her, shaking her
like a dog with a rag and then left her limp. She relaxed. Everything
relaxed. Her legs stopped gripping Ross Jordan and slipped off of his
ass and hips. Her eyelids closed.

	Her breathing diminished to irregular, gasping groans. The
twitching in her muscles came to a halt.

	"Aaahhhhh!" Ali moaned. "Now I finally know what all the fuss
is about! Wow! Until it actually happened to me, I wouldn't, I
couldn't have believed anything could be so wonderful!"