waits for her pass out

"Drink some more this time, Candy. I want you without that smart mouth." Ronnie said with a sneer. She gritted her teeth.

"Fine, you coward. Just one thing: I want a copy of the DVD too." she said, slugging back the liquor in great, loud gulps. Ronnie shrugged. "Okay."

They didn't talk. Ronnie watched her naked legs scissor together. She rolled her head back and forth. At one point, she sat up, only to fall on her side and then back to her back. Within 15 minutes, she out cold.

"See what you think of this you bitch!" Ronnie whispered, resetting the camera. He turned the lights on, and pretended to sneak into frame and grab it. "Oh, Candy, Candy, Candy. You shouldn't drink so much." he said, focusing on her face. He focused the camera on his zipper, and quickly popped his thick, long member out mere inches from her. He reached down and shook her shoulder. "Candy, open your mouth. I got a sucker. C'mon! Open it!" he whispered harshly.

She mumbled, "Fuck you, Ronnie...you...fuckin'.......fine...". Candice barely opened her lips and teeth far enough for him to press his large cockhead through. Her teeth pushed back his foreskin as he slid it into her mouth to merely half its length before she started to gag.

"Good enough" he said for the benefit of the video, and started to slide his dick in and out her mouth. Her eyes never opened, but fluttered occasionally. He thought about gagging her with his dick, but decided that that wouldn't be what someone who was "taking advantage" of a girl would do. Instead, he closed his eyes and enjoyed her soft lips, warm, swishing tongue, and receptive mouth in rapid half depth thrusts. Unexpectedly, he felt his cock throbbing. "No...not so soon..." It took everything he had to pull away, twitching. He turned from her, took a swig of her booze, and calmed down.

He decided to hold the camera for the next shot. He got a long shot of her face, with a smooth travel shot down her body, grabbing her right breast for good measure when it came into frame, and finally arriving at her spread eagled, shaved pussy. Ronnie sighed. "This is it." he thought. Ronnie, unsuprisingly, was a virgin. He lined his thick cockhead against her incredibly soft pussy lips, spit on his hand and rub it (he'd seen porn stars do that) and start pressing.

At first, he thought he was doing something wrong. It was so tight! "How does anyone fuck one of these things?!?" he thought, gritting his teeth as his thick, huge cock pressed inch by excruciating inch, into Candy. "If this takes any longer, I may need a breather..." he thought as his cock dug itself passed the halfway point. Finally, she started to respond. Her walls became slick and supple as he pressed deeper into her. It was still rough, but finally, over the course of full minute, Ronnie Jones had lost his virginity.

He couldn't help it. He turned to the camera, and gave a thumbs up as he drew back, and pushed in again, and again, again. Each time, it got easier. Each time, her pussy was wetter, and wetter, and wetter. Each time, he felt her hips move a bit more and more. His massive bulk was pressed on top of her as he sat the camera down on the bed to get the action from the angle of penetration.

"What the hell?" he thought as her legs wrapped around him. Her eyes were closed, her breathing steady, but her lower body seemed to move on its own. Her feet ran up and down his calves as he fucked her. Her hips rolled and bucked, fucking back against him. Faint moans started to come from her lips. "You LIKE this?" he said through gritted teeth as he picked up the pace, panting.

"No...I'm not a cheerleader...." she said in a mumbled voice as he started ramming his dick in fast and hard in response to her movements. He knew he couldn't last long, but didn't care. Five minutes was enough footage for his plans. He tossed her legs onto his shoulders and slammed hard and fast into her. With a sudden thought, he pressed his index finger hard against her much prized anus. After all, Candice Peechwood had the best ass in the county; a perfectly cherry-shaped ass. It was so tight, so tough, for a minute he thought it wasn't going to go in, but just as he felt his balls hiccup and his eyes clamp shut, it slid in.

"I'm your...your...niece...."

And Ronnie came inside her. His virgin cock leaping and spewing and pounding in and out while his finger drove deep into her ass, quivering there while the rest of him shuddered and shook on top of her. Finally, with occasional shivers, he was still as his massive bulk pinned her to the bed.

Finally, to a snoring in her ear, Candice's eyes fluttered open. "Ronnie?" She tried to push him off, but couldn't. "Ronnie?" she tried again, sliding sideways from beneath him, her head pounding. She took a quick drink. "Ronnie, you better go befro..bef...before! before Billy-Steve gets back."

His massive bulk shook, and finally rose. He looked at her glazed eyes, her dripping cunt, and her pouty lips. Something had clicked inside of him. He didn't know what, but something had. Awkwardly, he hugged her, and without a word got dressed, grabbed his camera, and made his exit.

Candy rose, shakily, and got to the bathroom. She cleaned herself up with one of Billy-Steve's shirts, and wondered a little why her ass felt funny.