Linda's strange vacation

Suddenly he gripped her by the waist and she found her head two inches away from his glaring gland.

“That's the way I like to see you. Fresh and cocky like me. I can't take little girls that cry and to kick and fuss.

She tried to struggle loose but the boy held a firm grip. Bert was strong for his age. He lifted weights and swam all summer, thus his strength was much greater than hers.

“You are a real brat.” She pounded on his chest and scratched his thighs. They wrestled on the bed like two young kittens. Linda had no idea that her pyjama fell open and her body was exposed to her youthful assailant.

He exhausted her to the point where she was feeling the struggle dissipate in her limbs. A new sensation crept through her. A new sensual feeling took possession of the young girl and slowly she submitted to the know?how and ardent desire of the youth.

There was no use shaming. She let herself go and abandoned herself to the zealous young Bert.

He hastened to put his lips to her multiple splendors. He kissed her pussy, her armpits, and her straight?forward breasts. Suddenly she threw her arms around her cousin half in submission and half in desire. She looked at him curiously as his mouth moved toward hers.

“Oh, Bert. What am I supposed to do?”

“Don't be a shrew. Kiss me, first of all.”

They arched over the bed quilt in a long embrace. Their tongues entwined like two scraping serpents while four hands moved quickly, impetuously over the locked bodies.

Linda felt the hardened sex of her cousin and a burst of feverish enthusiasm went to her head. Bert moved away from her and she thought perhaps she had insulted him somehow in her ecstatic state of mind and body.

“And now, you're going to kiss it. Aren't you?” He wasn't asking. He was commanding.

“Yes. I want to kiss it. And I want to have it in my mouth. It's so handsome…” The young girl lowered her head toward the object of her admiration and took the member between her lips.

She sipped on the head of Bert's fearful upstartish penis. An unescapable odor went to her head and she was drunk with delight for many minutes after.

“With your tongue.” Bert breathed heavily.

Linda began to lick his sex gently. 'It tastes like salt' she thought, and then she placed a good part of it in her mouth. Bert moaned and put one of his hands on her head. Linda was sucking him with vigor and her tongue was active and heightened his pleasure.

Instinctively the young girl pivoted in such a way as to place her thighs near her cousin's head. She awaited Bert's initiative. It wasn't long before the lad had stabbed his tongue in Linda's quivering vagina. His tonguing was more diverse and stronger than Lola's. The combination of his sexual response and her appetite worked wonders and the two slobbered with violent caresses.

Linda thought she was going to go mad with excitation. She nibbled at Bert's testicles which hung down like two ripe fruit. She felt a certain charge shoot through the boy's body. He jumped violently and stiffened a bit.

“Stop, stop or I'll come,” he cried.

Linda remained disconcerted with her mouth opened and not daring to recommence her voluptuous act. She was embarrassed and annoyed by this brusk interruption. But already Bert was leaning down and caressing her hair.

“I want this to be on you. Or more precisely inside you. Now we are going to make love together. Haven't you ever done it before?”

“N…N…No, never,” stammered Linda.

But Bert wasn't listening. With one hand he spread her legs apart and slipped inside her. He didn't go far when Linda's eyes bulged widely. Bert pressed forward brutally. He had every intention of ripping home.

The young girl cried shrilly. She felt as though she were being knifed in two. A tear rolled down her cheek.

“Don't cry,” murmured Bert… now you're no longer a virgin. Look, see. You're a grown?up now.” Linda felt a trickle run down her thighs. She feebly looked down at her shapely leg and saw a streak of blood flow irregularly along her soft skin.

“It hurts. Oh, what pain I feel.” She was in tears out of suffering, out of shame and out of the sight of blood.

The boy withdrew his penis almost completely.

But it was only to dig it in farther. Linda let out a suffocating cry, but strangely enough the pain had dissolved and a sudden pleasure was enthralling her very being. A soft wave of sweet delight spread through her entrails and warmed her sex. Bert, meanwhile moved like a piston well?greased by the mixture of liquids that were pouring out of the transformed ex?virgin.

With each movement, Linda sighed her acquiescence to the handsome Bert. Welcoming every stroke, Linda felt her pleasure augmenting and she gripped Bert with all her strength as if she were afraid that the mounting joy would cease.

“Faster, faster Bert.” She asked him to please fulfill her with his energy.