A Girl Named Thumper Ch. 01

“It’s tight,” Ethan said. “But it will work.” He had the impression Mr. Turner still would have called the whole thing off if he had any doubts. He had to get this girl away from her father. Next time he did it with her he would make sure they were alone, and he would make sure there was a next time.

Mr. Turner stood up. They both looked up at him.

“Do you want to do it right here?” he said, rubbing his hands together like he was going to take part in the action.

“I’d rather use a bed,” Ethan said.

“I have no objection to that,” he said. “You can use our room or Casey’s room, whichever you prefer.”

“We’ll use Casey’s room,” Ethan said. He knew it would be far too much for him to do it with the girl in her own parent’s room. He started to get up. “Do you want to watch?”

“Not necessarily,” Mr. Turner said, holding his palms up.

“Good. Which way do we go?” When he was standing, Ethan put his penis back into his shorts, being careful not to tear the condom.

“Down the hallway. Last door on the left.”

“Thanks,” Ethan said. He took Casey’s hand and pulled her to her feet. Her shirt fell back over her tits. He was extremely turned on. This was going to be a good, if not strange, fuck.

“Dad?” Casey called back to him as Ethan dragged her away. “Dad? What’s he going to do?”

“Just relax,” Mr. Turner called to her. “You’ll enjoy it.”

Ethan found her room at the end of the hall. She was very quiet as he closed the door behind him. He was grinning wickedly. She was smiling, but she still looked frightened.

“Come here,” Ethan said, holding his arms out. They were finally alone. Casey stepped toward him cautiously and he hugged her. They kissed deeply. His big erection pressed against her lower belly.

“Let’s get undressed,” Ethan whispered.

“Okay,” she said. Ethan lifted the bottom of her shirt. She raised her arms and he pulled it off over her head. She stepped back, shaking out her long mane of hair and giggled. Her plump tits shook with the motion.

“Are you going to take your clothes off?” she said.

“Yes,” Ethan said. “Drop your pants and get on the bed.”

Casey smiled. The button of her jeans was already undone. The jeans hung low on her hips. She slowly unzipped the zipper, peeling back the side like a banana peel. She let go and they dropped off her hips to the floor. She stepped out of them and climbed onto the bed, giggling with exuberance.

Ethan whisked off his t-shirt. He heard a soft exclamation from her at the sight of his bare chest. Then he pushed down the baggy shorts. The long, thick shape of his erect cock was outlined in the stretchy fabric of the spandex shorts beneath. He pushed the spandex shorts down and his cock emerged again, sheathed in the smooth condom. Casey’s eyes widened again and she smiled. She was beginning to appreciate the sight of it. It had felt good in her hands, too. She longed to touch it again.

Ethan walked toward her, naked. His cock bobbed in front of him. Casey tore her eyes away from it and looked up at him. Ethan laid down beside her.

“Are you going to do what I think you’re going to do with that?” she said, her big eyes wide with fear and excitement.

“Yes,” Ethan said. He noticed her legs close. He reached across and touched her tit. “I know how much you’ll like it, too.” She rolled onto her back. He bent forward and licked her nipple. She gasped and squirmed.

“How much?” Her breath was ragged. She was trembling again.

Ethan lifted his head. “A lot.”

He moved gracefully on top of her. Her arms were plastered to the bed and her knees were squeezed together tighter than a bank vault. Ethan had to force his knee between her thighs to get them apart. She let out a deep, ragged sigh, as if the last of her defenses had fallen and he had already succeeded in claiming her virginity.

Ethan kissed her shoulder and neck tenderly. She was shaking with nervousness. He knew that if he told her to relax she would only feel worse, so he said nothing at all. His penis rested on her belly. She was stiff and her eyes stared straight up at the ceiling. He had hoped that she would be relaxed enough after an orgasm to loosen up, but it didn’t look like it was going to work out that way.

He spread her knees wider and set the weight of his body on hers. She calmed down noticeably. He had learned that some women liked to feel the weight of a man on top of them. Her hands came up off the bed and touched his sides.

“I’m scared,” she confided in a shaky whisper.

“I know you are.”

“Are you going to hurt me?” She looked into his eyes to see if he told the truth. He looked deep into her eyes.

“No,” he said. “It will feel good.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.” He kissed her again. He reached down between their bodies to move the head of his cock to her cunt. She waited for something to happen, her eyes looking all around without focusing on anything. His cock touched her wet pussy lips and she gasped. He had startled her. He realized then that he probably should have put his cock into her while she was still coming or right after, when she was most relaxed. If they had been alone and hadn’t had to deal with the condom, Ethan thought, he would have done just that. He would have to remember that if he ever got another chance to deflower a girl.

Casey kept trying to squeeze her legs together and Ethan had to spread them wider again. He touched her pussy to spread her labia and she flinched. He hoped this petite child would accept a penis his size. She was going to be tight, tighter than the damned condom. He actually was afraid he would hurt her. He touched the head to her opening and she flinched again.

It was now or never, he thought. This was the moment he had been waiting for so anxiously. She was gazing into his eyes, waiting with anticipation for his next move. Her mouth was open, her chest was heaving. She looked so beautiful. He gently pushed his hips forward.

“Ow,” she shouted. Her lovely face twisted in pain. Her teeth clenched together. Ethan knew that if he didn’t keep pushing forward she would never get over the pain, so he pressed forward insistently. She shouted again. It was going to be tight, tighter he had originally thought. Her hands were on his chest, trying to push him off, but he was much stronger than her and she could not move him.

His rod was not going in easily. Casey was practically screaming in pain. He wondered if her father was going to come in and pull him off his daughter or if he was sitting out in the living room listening to it all, knowing that his daughter was being subjugated by a young man with the biggest penis he had ever seen.

“Man, you’re tight,” Ethan said. He pushed harder. It was going in, but very slowly. Casey was screaming at the tops of her lungs and her legs were flailing. She was pounding on his chest, but he wasn’t going to let up. Finally, her cunt stretched open enough to let him in. It was plunging quickly into her and her screaming stopped.

“Oh my God,” she whispered. “I can feel it.”

Ethan held himself up for a moment to keep his cock from going any deeper. He wanted to check her reaction. She looked into his eyes.

“I can feel it,” she said again. “It feels so big.”

“It is big,” Ethan said. She laughed. “Does it hurt?”

She shook her head. “A little bit,” she said.

“Does it feel good?”

She laughed again. “I think so.”

“What’s so funny?”

She covered her smiling mouth. “I didn’t mean to scream in your ear.”

“I’ll get over it. How does this feel?” He pushed his cock into her as deep as it would go and held it there.

“Oh ... oh God ... oh God,” she groaned.

He pulled it back, almost all the way out, and slowly eased it all the way back in. Her cunt made wet, sucking noises. That time it went deeper than the first. She squealed in a high-pitched shriek. Her eyes squeezed shut and her upper lip curled. Her breathing was shallow and rapid. He ground his hips in a circle to force as much of his cock into her as possible. Then he let up and waited for her to open her eyes.

They peeled back slowly. The corners of her mouth curled up in a bright, delightful smile and she giggled like a little girl doing something mischievous and getting away with it.

“Did that feel good?” Ethan asked, smiling along with her. He knew it had felt good. He was glad to see she was going to be all right. He wasn’t too sure for a few moments.

“That felt great.” She stroked his hard chest with the palm of her hand where she had been pounding t with her fist. “You didn’t say it would feel like this.”

“I said it would feel good.”

“It feels good, but I didn’t know it would feel like this.”

“It’ll feel better when you cum.”

“You mean what happened in the living room?”

“Yeah.”

“I want to feel that.”

“Okay,” Ethan said, encouraged by her enthusiasm. “Put your legs around me.” She wrapped her legs around the backs of his.

“Now what?”

“Now move your ass the way I move mine.” He started out pumping his hips slowly so she could keep up. He could read the concentration on her face as she tried to keep up with his rhythmic motion. She moved her pelvis nicely. Ethan lowered his face to hers and kissed her. Twirling her tongue around his, she lost her concentration and messed up the rhythm. The awkward movement made them both laugh.

“Did you like that?” Ethan asked.

“Yes,” she said. “What do we do next?”

“Hold on to me,” Ethan said. “Hold tight.”

He rolled over to his back and Casey shrieked in surprise, but she held tightly to him and suddenly found herself on top of him.

“Oh my God,” she laughed, still clinging to his chest. His cock felt weird moving inside her.

“Sit up, now,” Ethan said. Carefully, like she was balancing on a precarious ledge, she straightened over him with her legs folded on either side of his body. As she straightened her back she sat farther down on his cock. It was like riding a horse and the saddle had a pole that went up inside her.

“Ohhh,” she gasped. She moved her hips side to side and felt the cock moving inside her. She let out a deep sigh and settled all of her weight on top of him.

“Now you can do it the way you like it,” Ethan said. “You can go as fast or as slow as you want, and you can do it for as long as you want.”

“How long should I do it?” she asked.

“I think until you cum,” he said.