Jack had removed Angela's brassiere, not for the first time. However, in the past, this was about as far as it ever went, Jack delighting his intended by nibbling and sucking at the ripely rounded mounds that she so timidly exposed to him. Maybe it was the spring air, maybe it was just time, but the whole thing got out of hand. A couple of times before, Jack had got as far as to slip a finger inside the elastic leg band of Angela's panties, once even working it part way up inside her incredibly tight little virginal opening. The first time Angela had ever felt this happen had almost stunned her by the intensity of the feelings awakened in her long-denied body, but, at the same time, she became frightened and made Jack stop.

This time the delighted, if apprehensive, young virgin did not stop the intruding finger, but, instead, writhed and moaned on the soft grass as Jack wormed his middle finger higher and higher up inside her tight cuntal depths, relaxing, stretching wide the reluctant opening. By the time Jack was working her panties down over her feet, the wildly aroused young coed was past knowing what was happening, and didn't notice Jack pulling down his pants to release his already erect cock-shaft. Then, suddenly, there was a sensation of weight, and the delicious stroking of her eager young cunt changed into incredible pain. Looking up suddenly, the terrified virgin saw Jack's manly form hovering over her, his hips pressed tightly into her own agonized loins. Some last bit of control kept the young woman from screaming out into the night as Jack's mighty rod of lust-driven male flesh tore through her fragile hymen, searing her loins with agony. Mercifully, it was short, and the excited Jack was cumming after several long hard stabs up into the virgin depths below, engulfing her no longer virginal cunt with the first hot flood of sperm she had ever known.