"I don't think I've ever had a virgin before," he moaned. "I'm going to enjoy tearing your cherry up."

She kept trembling as he lunged forward with his hips. She felt his big cock stabbing her cunt. He forced his knob between her cuntlips and started a steady pressure.

"You're going to kill me!" she cried.

It hurt, but she knew he wouldn't stop. She felt him draw back and slam his cock into her again. The resistance of her hymen lasted only a few seconds. He jabbed through and his thick cock went into her cunt all the way to his balls. For a moment he rested. She had time to catch her breath and to marvel that every inch of his huge, throbbing cock was deep in her wet cunt hole.

"Oh fuck," she finally whispered. "I can't help it. It does feel good. It does!"

He started to move. He pulled back and slammed his dick back into her. He began a slow, sensuous rhythm with his cock. It sent a shiver through her each time his cock split her cunt. He reached up and took her hand and pulled it between them. He made her feel his big balls with her fingers.

He used his free hand to play with her tits while she caressed his balls. For some reason, Susan thought of her mother. Her mother was a sickly woman who had divorced Susan's father soon after she was born. Susan's mother had constantly warned her about sex. It wasn't something you were supposed to enjoy. It was something that a woman simply had to endure.

Susan moaned as she felt the sweet, hot pole driving into her. She wasn't just enduring it. She was loving it. She loved every inch of his thick cock. She could squeeze her cunt walls and feel every inch of his powerful dick.

"Yes," she moaned. "I do like it. Fuck me good!"

He lifted himself up. He put both his hands on the bed while he drove his cock into her tender cunt. He stared into her face. There was no sense in trying to hide the hunger in her body.