Hank Borden

Hot virgin niece

CHAPTER ONE

Bobbie Joe stared out or the large window into the blackness of the night. The highway seemed deserted, except for an occasional passing car. It was as if the rest of the world were fast asleep, and certainly it looked as if everyone else on the bus were asleep.

From her rear seat Bobbie Joe could see nothing but slouched figures beneath darkened lights. The only things moving were the driver and the tall figure seated across the aisle from her.

She had noticed the figure before, when it was still light enough to see. He was a tall, handsome man, with a square jaw. Bobbie Joe had seen him watching her, but each time she turned to face him, he would yank his eyes away. She thought it odd that a man would behave so shyly towards her. Usually it was she who shied away from men.

When it appeared that the man was watching her again, Bobbie Joe waved to him and flashed a smile, although she doubted if the man could see her smile through the darkness. She wanted him to know that he had no reason to be shy. And besides, her long, lonely trip had made her hungry for company.

The man, seeing her friendly gesture, rose from his seat, crossed the aisle, and sat down beside Bobbie Joe. The young girl moved over a little to make room. She smiled again, happy to have someone to talk to. The bus was still a good distance from her destination, and she was not at all sleepy.

"My name's Tom," said the man, whispering. "What's yours?"

Bobbie Joe told him her name, her eyes glancing over his buttoned overcoat and graying hair. At the same time, she could see his eyes traveling over her tight tee shirt.

"You're kind of young to be riding a cross-country bus by yourself, aren't you?" said the man, his knee pressing against Bobbie Joe's bare thigh.

"I don't think so," said the girl.

"Where are you headed?" he asked.

"To the city. To visit with my uncle. I'm pretty excited, too. It's the first time I've been away from the farm in my life. But my grandmother – that's who I've been living with since my parents died – she thinks it will be good for me to get away from the country for a while and see the big city."

"And she's right, too," said the man. "By the way, what does your uncle do?" Tom pressed closer with each sentence.

"Grandma says he owns a motel. He bought it right after his wife died, and he runs it with his two sons, Cousin Ken and Cousin Jim. I'll be helping them out."

"Your uncle is pretty lucky to have a niece as pretty as you. Are you sure this is your first time away from the farm?"

"Yes," said Bobbie Joe, sliding away from the man's pressing knee.

"I'll bet a big-titted girl like you must have had a rough time around all the farmhands. They probably couldn't keep their hands off you."

"What do you mean?" asked Bobbie Joe. "We didn't have no farmhands. Me and grandma and old Zeke, our mule, did all the work. We couldn't afford to hire anyone."

"Yes, but you must have been around some men at one time or another. What about the boys at school?"

"What about them?" asked Bobbie Joe. "I only went to school for three years. But I didn't mess without boys. Grandma saw that I should always stay away from them."

"You mean you're a virgin?" asked Tom, his hand resting on her bare thigh. The girl's cut-off jeans were very short.

"What's a virgin?" asked Bobbie Joe. "Never mind," said Tom, his hand now gliding up and down the girl's thigh. "But tell me, have you ever seen a prick?"

"What's a prick?" asked Bobbie Joe. She pressed closer, looking at the man through innocent, but curious, eyes.

"This is a prick!" said the man. He then unbuttoned his overcoat and opened it wide. "Do you like it?"

Bobbie Joe, her curiosity aroused, leaned over and looked at the thick hunk of meat protruding from the open zipper of the man's pants. As she watched, she could feel the man's fingers digging into her soft thigh. It was her first look at a man's cock, and she didn't know what to make of the fat object.

"Go on and touch it," said the man, grinning. "You don't have to be afraid of it. Pricks can't bite!"

"All right," said the girl. "If you're sure it's okay."

Bobbie Joe then reached out and placed one finger on the man's limp cock. When she was sure the prick wouldn't bite, she began to move her finger up and down its length. The man moved closer, his hand squeezing the young girl's thigh hard.

"Put your whole hand on my prick," said the man. "Goon!"

Bobbie Joe did as the man asked. As her hand glided up and down Tom's prick, the fat fuck cock began to harden. Excited by the cock's sudden growth, Bobbie Joe closed bier fingers around the thick shaft and moved her hand faster.

"Uungh! Oh, shit!" grunted Tom. "You learn fast!"

"It's so hot!" said Bobbie Joe. "It's burning my fingers!"

"That's all tight," said the man. "Just keep jerking it!"

"What's a prick for?" said Bobbie Joe. "What does it do?" Her hand continued to slide up and down the prick's length, stretching the thick skin and rattling the heavy balls.

"It's used for a couple of things," said the man, smiling.

"Tell me," said Bobbie Joe. "I want to know. It's so long and thick! Unmmmmm! I'm starting to like it!"

"All right, I'll tell you," said the man, looking around. "But keep your voice down. We don't want anyone to hear us. This is our little secret." His hand had moved up to her crotch and pressed into her warn jeans.

"Okay, I'll be quiet," said the girl, whispering.

"But please tell me what you use this big prick for." She squeezed the cock tight, her tiny hand barely able to hold it.

"You can suck it, or you can fuck it!" said the man.

"I don't understand," said Bobbie Joe. "What do you mean?" As she leaned over the hard cock, her big tits hung down heavily, stretching her tight tee shin.

"Use your tongue to lick it," said Tom, placing his hand on the back of her head. "Go on. Bend over and lick it!"

Bobbie Joe, with the man's assistance, bent over and flicked her tongue over the hard cock. Tasting nothing that would harm her, she then placed her tongue on the shaft and held it there. The man's heat ran up her tongue and into her mouth, and she sighed deeply.

"Now lick!" said Tom. He brushed her long blonde hair out of the way, gasping as it slid over his cock head.

Realizing the cock could do her no harm, Bobbie Joe began to run her tongue up and down its length. Tom unfastened his trousers and pushed them down to his knees – he wore no drawers. His entire cock was in plain view, and the young innocent country girl explored every inch of it.

"Aaaagh! Ohhhh!" moaned Tom, fondling the girl's big titties. "Shit, yeah!"

Bobbie Joe ran her tongue up one side of the mighty cock shaft and down the other side. She used her tongue to massage the thick, hairy nuts, her eagerness knocking them around. She caressed the fat cock bulb, circling the nerve-packed rim and delving into the piss hole. She covered the man's dick with her spit, while relishing the dicks heat and flavor.

"You lick pretty good for a beginner," said the man, his voice shaky. "But I always heard you farm girls learned fast." Then he said: "Now open your mouth wide and put the whole damn thing in your mouth. Go on, baby, suck on it!"

Bobbie Joe, pleased with the cock so far, grabbed hold of the shaft and stuffed the cock into her mouth. She had to stretch her lips wide to accommodate the big fucker, but she finally managed to wrap her lips around the swollen bulb. As the man gasped and squirmed, the young farm girl worked her lips down the thick prick, all the way to his nuts.

"Uuungh! Uungh!" moaned Tom, caressing the girl's hair. "That's the way, bitch! Suck on my prick!"

With bulging jaws, Bobbie Joe smacked on the root of the man's cock. His thick cock hair scratched her nose, while his nuts rolled over her lips and chin. Fascinated with her new toy, she began to run her lips up and down the shaft, the heavy aroma filling her nostrils.

"Uuugh! Ohhhh!" groaned Tom, stroking the girl's hair. "Suck my cock, you little farm bitch! Make my cock burn!"

Bobbie Joe's head bobbed up and down as her puckered lips glided over the meaty cock. She tasted every muscle and bulging vein. She felt blood rushing through the cock. Her grandmother had wanted her to see new sights and to learn new things, and that's exactly what she was doing. She sucked passionately, her warm lips making the cock glow.

"Aaaagh! Oh, yeeessss!" moaned Tom. "You're doing a good job, baby. Now suck on my piss hole for a while. Go on, baby! Suck on my piss hole and see what a nice surprise you get!" He guided her thin lips to his swollen bulb.

Bobbie Joe felt the tiny slit with her tongue and puckered her lips ovtr it. Sucking hard, she was rewarded with several drops of hot cum. The cream ran down her throat, and she swallowed it eagerly, though not sure what it was.

"Eat it all, girl!" moaned Tom. "Suck it right out!"

Bobbie Joe then began forcing her stretched lips up and down the fat shaft once again. The prick throbbed warmly, filling her mouth with heat blasts. Instinctively she reached down and fondled the huge balls while she sucked. It was a hot toy she had found, and she was growing very fond of it.

"Smack those lips, you bitch!" groaned Tom. His groin was being jolted with heat waves. The little farm girl's mouth was like an oven. "You're making me burn, baby! Ohhhh!"

Tom kneaded the girl's big tits while she sucked his cock. He felt their burning thickness easily through her thin tee shirt. His hand went from one to the other, massaging the hot mound and pinching the hard tittie nipple. He felt the tits swell and throb, and he heard the girl moan.

"Sluuurrp!" she grunted passionately. The farm girl was learning fast, even if her teacher was old enough to be her dad.

Her lips slid from the thick root all the way up to the fat cock head, then they slid back down again. Her cheeks bulged, receded, then bulged again. Spit trickled from the corner of her mouth and ran down the long shaft forming a puddle in the thick cock hair. Wet sucking noises filled the air.

Then the young country girl lifted her head and said: "Oh, wow! This thing really tastes good! It's so hard and hot. It reminds me of a snake. What's it called again? A prick? I think it's nice! What else can I do with it besides suck it?"

"First suck on it a while longer," said the man. "Then I'll show you another use for it!" He forced her head back down.

Bobbie Joe's head bobbed up and down once more as she tasted the man's heavy cock. It filled her tiny mouth to capacity, and forced her to breathe through her nose. She sucked hard, her clinging lips making the mail's blood boil.

"Aaagh! Ohhhh!" groaned the man, squirming in his seat. He was finding it difficult to keep his voice down.

As Bobbie Joe sucked on the big prick she could feel the man's fingers gripping her hair tight. She could also hear his heavy breathing. He seemed out of breath, as if he had been running for a long time. She wondered if her hot lips were the cause of his discomfort. Although she knew nothing of such matters, she realized that the man's groans intensified whenever her sucking intensified. Fascinated by her apparent control over the man, Bobbie Joe sucked harder than ever.

"Aaaaagh! Ohhhhhh!" groaned Tom. His hips squirmed.

The young girl's lips raced over the fat cock bulb and down the long shaft, before finally slamming into the thick nuts. As they ran back up the shaft, the man bucked up hard and plunged his cock into the girl's mouth nuts deep. Bobbie Joe was startled as the prickhead slammed into the back of her throat and she gagged slightly. But after a few seconds she recovered and began sucking on the prick once again.

By now the cock had swelled considerably and she could feel it throbbing against the roof of her mouth. Pleased with the heat that the cock was generating, she held it deep and began running her tongue along its underside. She did this for several seconds, until the cock began to jerk spasmodically.

"Ohhhhh! Aaaaaagh! I'm commiiiing!" Groaned the man, hoping that no one could hear. As he groaned, his hips bucked up off the bus seat and his cock erupted deep inside the girl's mouth.

Bobbie Joe felt the hot cum blasting the roof of her mouth, as well as her cheeks and gums. She wasn't sure what it was, but her instincts told her it was all right to swallow the goo. She worked her throat muscles hungrily as the cock continued to squirt. Although she swallowed as much as she could, quite a bit oozed from the corners of her mouth and ran down the long prick shaft. The man's cock hair was soon covered with jism.

"Mmmffff!" grunted Bobbie Joe. She liked it. She caressed the man's hairy groin while she milked his cock.

"Eat it all, baby!" groaned the man. "Eat my hot cum!"

Bobbie Joe smacked her lips loudly aver the spurting cock. Her chin and nose were dripping with the cum, and her belly was almost full. She gulped greedily then became amazed when the cock suddenly shrunk. It was as if someone had let out the air, and the girl's disappointment was obvious.

"Uungh! Uungh!" the man groaned. "Ohhhh! You've got hot lips, baby! Real hot!"

Bobbie Joe continued to suck out the cum from the limp prick. She had hoped that it would straighten up again and stretch her lips wide, but after a few seconds of hard sucks, she realized it wasn't going to. Apparently the loss of cum caused the prick to lose its hardness. Gosh! I'm learning new things every minute, she thought.

Finally, the girl let the soft cock slip through her lips. Straightening up, she looked at the man and smiled. She sensed that he was well pleased with her. So that's all it takes to make a man like me, she wondered.

"Shiiiit!" moaned Tom, pulling up his trousers. "You damn near chewed my cock raw!"

"Will you show me what else I can do with your prick now? Huh? Will you?" Bobbie Joe wiped the cum from her face as she talked. She wanted to keep playing with her new toy.

Suddenly Bobbie Joe felt someone behind her. Turning around, she looked into the face of another stranger, who was leaning over and staring, at her tits. This man had curly hair, large eyes, and a big muscular body. He wore worn jeans and a long-sleeved flannel shirt. He seemed delighted with Bobbie Joe's body.

"What are you doing with this young girl?" he asked Tom. "I heard the two of you. You ought to be ashamed of yourself! I should call the driver back here to investigate!"

Bobbie Joe looked from the big man to Tom. Tom appeared frightened, and began to inch away from the girl, zipping up his pants as he did so. Bobbie Joe had a feeling that he was not going to tell her the other use for his cock. She looked back to the big man with the curly hair.

"Came with me," said the man, taking her arm. "You'll sit beside me for the rest of the trip."

Bobbie Joe grabbed her suitcase and followed the stranger. She hated to lose Tom's prick, but then she remembered how soft and small it had become. Maybe this big man would have one that was nice and fat, she hoped.

The stranger led her to two empty chairs and sat her dawn, placing her suitcase up in the baggage rack. He then sat beside her, pressing close. Bobbie Joe was aware of his thigh pressing against hers, and she smiled warmly at him, happy to have a new friend.

"They call me 'the drifter'," said the man. "But you can call me Fred. Tell me, was that man forcing himself on you?"

"Oh, no," said Bobbie Joe. "He was just showing me what a prick was. You see, I had never seen one before. Then after he showed me his, I asked him what it was for, and he showed me that too. He was just about to show me another use for it when you stopped him."

"Oh, he was, was he?" said the man, who was also much older than she.

"Yes, I wanted him to. I like learning new things."

"Do you now?" said the man. "Well, I like to teach, and if you're still interested, I'd like to show you a thing or two. I may be aid, but I've got a great big prick that I'm sure would interest you. What do you say?"

"Okay, Fred," said the girl, wriggling excitedly. "What do you want to show me? Tom already showed me how to suck. But he never got a chance to show me how to fuck. I don't even know what it means. Could you show me? Please?"