Ted Leonard - Turned on virgin

Pretty Cindy Simpson was secretly enjoying thrills in her sweet young cunt as she moved smoothly across the crowded, sun-drenched beach in her new bikini. At eighteen, she knew a lot of little tricks to give herself pleasure crossing her legs in school to squeeze her hot cunt-lips together, rubbing her pussy against table corners at every opportunity, horseback riding to pound her hot crotch against the saddle she'd learned them all as she blossomed into a saucy, sexy, thrill-seeking beauty.

And now, feeling warm and sensual and erotic, the same dainty steps across the hot sand that made her cute ass wiggle enticingly also made her firm white thighs squeeze and massage her moist young cunt.

Cindy could feel her pussy lips rubbing together, wetter now than they were only moments earlier, and another thrill shot through her belly. Stepping lightly across the sand, she heaved a sigh of regret because she couldn't slip a hand down into the black patch of cloth hiding her cunt, and grab that tingling pink clit that was so nice to toy with. The way she was feeling right now, she'd come on her fingers in a second if she could only get her hand on her cunt or someone else's hand.

Cindy knew very well what she wanted. It was the first day of summer vacation and she was footloose and fancy free. Her dad had run off with a nymphomaniacal waitress a year ago, so there were no paternal chains, around her neck. Her mother had left the house early this morning, all dolled up, and Cindy was sure her mother was getting fucked somewhere, so there was no maternal bond for Cindy to contend with.

Added to this was Cindy's own burgeoning sense of independence and love of pleasure. She'd always liked sex, but since she'd turned eighteen, something new was happening to her. Her tits were bigger, more sensitive. Her ass was fuller, richer, lovelier. Her pussy was like a hungry mouth craving food it hadn't yet had.

Sometimes these new feelings puzzled Cindy. Just this morning she had stood naked before her bedroom mirror, playing with her spiking pink nipples, fingering her sweet, blonde-haired pussy, purring softly with self-induced pleasure, wondering what this deep craving was all about.

She knew she wanted cock. There was no doubt in her young mind about that. The way her cunt was humping so feverishly on her fingers told her that. But as she stood there quivering and panting and fucking her fingers she sensed deeply that something was different today. Her hot thoughts about Tommy Richards and Al Summers and Phil Danton and a host of other nameless boys were pleasurable enough, but as she sank to her knees shaking violently and coming wetly, she knew in her heart that it wasn't a boy's prick that she needed. This new feeling in her belly, this deep void, this puzzling hunger it must mean she was ripe for her first man-cock.

Cindy left the beach area and walked through the parking lots, unmindful of the hot asphalt burning her feet as she pondered this weighty problem. She was lost in thought now, reflecting, wondering.

As Cindy was passing between two parked cars, worrying her lower lip, a door swung wide, blocking her path. A man reached out and, before Cindy could register what was happening to her, she was pulled inside the car across the man's lap, her ripe tits slamming down onto the seat beside him. The door slammed shut and she heard a deep voice bark, "Get going, God dammit!"

The next thing she knew the car was in motion, speeding up, and her heart was racing as fast as the engine. She twisted and saw two men in the front seat. "Oh," she gasped, stiffening on her captor's lap.

"Easy, baby," he said. His left hand had her pinned down. His right hand, big and hot, smoothed over her curvy ass, stroking round and round as he said, "Just relax. No fuss, no bother, and you won't get hurt. We're just going to have some fun. Understand?"

The firm cheeks of Cindy's ass trembled beneath the man's fondling fingers. "Y-yes," she stammered.

"Good," he said. "The driver there is Jake. That's Fred. And I'm Cliff. What's your name?"

"Cindy," she whispered breathlessly as his fingers dug between her thighs to rub up against the lips of her cunt.

A wave of forbidden excitement overwhelmed Cindy as the fingers explored the contours of her pussy. The man's cock, feeling monstrously large, came throbbing up under her to pulse hotly against her belly. She caught her breath as the man named Cliff boldly untied the little bows at her hips and peeled away the black triangle that covered her ass. The men went wild.

"Jesus!" Cliff blurted, and his hot hand smoothed over her naked warm flesh. His hard-on grew to a tremendous size.

"Wow, what an ass!" Fred exploded. And the driver, Jake, exclaimed, "Mmm, can't wait to get some of that."

"Keep your damned eyes on the road!" Cliff barked.

"Shit," the driver murmured.

"Don't worry," Cliff replied. "You'll get yours and plenty of it." His fingers slipped down over Cindy's juicy naked cunt and one finger eased up into her hole. "Won't he, baby?" he teased, prodding her cunt with his big finger.

Cindy tried to make some kind of reply, but her heart was in her throat and her tongue was glued to the roof of her mouth. All that came out was something between a groan and a moan. The men chuckled and Cliff gave her clit a little pinch.

"Good girl," he said, tweaking her clit. "Cooperate and you'll walk away a happy girl."

Cindy peered through her lashes at the man called Fred. He was kneeling on the front seat, staring hotly at Cliff's hand between Cindy's trembling thighs. They weren't trembling with fear. The fingers at her cunt were driving her crazy with desire, and her pussy began to squirm and grow wetter.

"Nice, huh, Fred?" Cliff chuckled, enjoying himself.

"Delicious," Fred replied. Then he asked, "Are you fucking her first?"

"You're damned right, I am. It was my idea, wasn't it?"

The driver glanced over his shoulder. "But I saw her first," he complained. "I pointed her out."

"Shut up and drive," Cliff laughed. He pushed Cindy's right leg from his knees and it fell heavily to the floor, exposing every inch of her cunt and ass to full view. Smiling lewdly, he worked the full length of his finger in and out of her squishy cunt-hole.

Fred grinned at Cindy. "Feels good, huh?"

Cindy lowered her lashes, afraid to answer, afraid she'd shame herself by saying what was on her mind that the feelings shooting through her at this moment were wonderful, wild, and delicious!

When she again peered up at him, Fred smiled and said kindly, "Just be nice and you'll be all right." Cindy swallowed nervously. He had a very nice smile for such a wicked man.

Cindy closed her eyes, as if to shut it all out, but just the opposite happened, because Cindy always closed her eyes when she played with herself it increased her pleasure. The ticklish sensations deep in her belly intensified. Her pink nipples were erect in her tight bikini. Her clit tinged. And, right then, a wave of excitement washed through her and she gasped, writhing beneath the man's ministrations to her cunt.

"Man, look at it move," Fred said hotly.

Cindy's ass was twisting. She tried to control this movement but it was no use. Her breathing was fast, her tits were hard, and her pussy was swollen with desire. She could feel the warm wetness within the hot walls of her cunt as Cliff's finger continued to slide teasingly in and out of her hole.

"Ohhhh," she moaned as she came. She pressed a tight fist to her mouth to stifle her moans as her whole body shook violently. She came as never before in her life. Her senses reeled. The men chuckled lewdly as she gasped and shook and quivered before their hot eyes. All her resistance flowed down with her pussy juice and, out of her mind with intoxicating sensations, she spread her pretty legs wide and humped his finger viciously.