
Paul Gable
Bound for pleasure
"Don't Billy! You're… hurting me!" Janice twisted away from the tall dark-haired man, brushing several strands of her blonde hair away from her face. This wasn't what she'd expected at all. It was too fast, too hard, too brutal. She thought there'd just be some kissing, maybe a little fondling, a little sneak touching at her pussy, and then go home. But now there was something in the way he was holding her, the way his tongue dug into her mouth while his hands squeezed her ass cheeks that made the perky cheerleader nervous.
"Shit, baby, you're enough to make a guy go nuts," Billy said.
Billy looked down at his body, staring at the familiar bulge starting to press against the front of his wet bathing suit. The two of them had just climbed out of his parent's jacuzzi in the back yard and now stood in the cluster of ornamental trees just outside the recreation room. It was so hot outside. The sun made the paving stones burn under Janice's bare feet. It had been so much fun touching like that under the hot, swirling water. She had giggled, watching Billy's handsome face twitch with emotion when she rubbed her feet over his hairy, thick-muscled legs. God, how she enjoyed doing that, how it made her pussy swell open with lust.
But now he wanted more. And with his parents gone for the afternoon Janice feared he was going to get it.
"Let's just dry off and talk, all right, Billy?" The girl asked nervously.
Janice backed up, feeling the water trickle uncomfortably down her back and over her high riding tits. Wearing that skimpy two-piece bathing suit hadn't been the best idea. Now the girl saw Billy's eyes lighting up like two coals as he swept them over her lithe, well-developed body. Janice instinctively knew he wanted her at that second. He ran his tongue over his lips while his breathing became deeper, more irregular. And to her surprise Janice found her breathing had become uneven.
