He came up, straddled her trembling thighs, hooked his thumbs in her panties and slid them downward, baring the dark V of her bush. Then he took her panties the rest of the way down, pulling them over her wiggling feet. She still wore her low-heeled shoes and plaid knee socks, as well as her sweater and skirt, both of which had been pushed and pulled up, to free the parts of her body Jake was most interested in. For a virgin, Maria felt remarkably like a slut, and she found it exciting.

He caressed her legs, moving his fingers up the insides and onto the thickly-flossed bulge of her cunt.

She moaned, "Yes, I like that, I really like that!"

His hand covered her pussy, fingers squeezing, then opening the delicate slit a trifle. The bud of her clit emerged, and Maria made a whining noise. His finger stroked her cunt, slipped into her vivid pink cuntlips, stroking her delicate flesh and feeling its wetness.

"I think so," she whispered.

"I know so." Jake smiled. He opened her thighs, knelt between them and came to rest above Maria's prone body. She lifted her knees, touching them to his flanks.

"Let me put this right here." He reached in to aim his cock at her slightly splayed pussy mouth. "Yeah, right into the cute little hole. Ooooh, you're wet, Maria! You're really ready for it, aren't you?"

The nose of his prick burrowed in her pussy. Gad, it was enormous! He was worming his way into her. She could feel her tender flesh yielding, spreading and tearing.

"Stop, please, stop!" she sobbed, writhing under him and dislodging his cock. His belly came down upon hers, the stiffness of his prick wedged between them. She could feel his balls pressed against her cunt. They were enormous, swollen and as clear a testimony to his arousal as the rigidity of his cock.