Goodbye Inspector

"That Bobby video got around, huh?"

It had. Carol has been mortified to see her girlfriend's talking about the stream of cum hanging from her pussy.

"Just hurry," Carol said, sucking in air. Dr Karl had been right; her vagina was perfectly functional. It wasn't a question of if she would take cock regularly, it was how and when.

"Oh god, that feels good," she couldn't help but say as Jon struck in and out. He teased her that he would buy her a T-shirt that said I-really-really-really-like-dick.

"How can this feel so good?" she turned back and asked the guy fucking her.

Jon shrugged. "I don't know. You're a natural."

"Don't get me pregnant. Please."

"I won't, I won't. Bend over again. I'm gonna slam you."

Carol bent over and gripped the bench. The stage storeroom at the school gym wasn't a classy place to make love, but seemed good enough for what Jon did to her.

"Oh god, more. Deeper, please deeper."

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"Bobby. It's time," Carol said walking home after school.

"You're saying what I think?"

"I think you can start cumming in me."

"We haven't talked about this for a while. You finally made a decision to keep putting out?"

Carol sighed. "Hmmm. It seems my body suits it... I've decided I want that lifestyle."

"Lifestyle."

"Sex. I want guys to fuck me."

I grinned wickedly. In was an immense burden unloaded, knowing I had a girl I adored, all to myself whenever I wanted.

"There's one catch," she told me.

"What?"

"I'm tired of sneaking around. I don't want sex in some hidden closet."

"Baby, we didn't do anything like that."

"I know. But I told my parents I'm seeing you and I'm on the pill."

I took a moment to let that to sink in.

"You did what?"

"They know you took my virginity and that I'm on the pill."

I stopped walking and sat on a short wall to gather my thoughts.

"Wow."

"And before we do it...again...I want you to tell you parents, too."

"Holy shit, Carol. That's taking it nuclear."

"Bobby. If we do this, they'll find out. It's better if we're up front."

"What did yours say?"

"A bit shocked. Annoyed with Dr. Karl for putting me on the pill."

"That's not fair. He has to, at your age it's your choice, right?"

"But I feel better for telling them. There's no way we can do it at home, for sure. But if we stay somewhere together overnight, we don't have to lie, just get naked together. Are you getting hard?" she accused, looking at my crotch.

"I'm so sorry," I said going red. "What do you expect? Talk of getting up you...sleeping overnight."

"So, will you tell them?"

"My folks?"

"If you do...I'll give you this," Carol said carefully sliding her skirt up so no one would notice.

"Aw, that's amazing...but if I don't, we can't?"

"Bobby. It's ready. I'd feel really really willing to undress if everything was in the open with our families."

"Shit."

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"Jon, he hasn't told his folks yet. But as soon as he does, this stops. We made a deal, right? You promised."

Carol knew it would be tough. Jon was learning all her spots, he knew perfectly well how to use his cock in her. The way he gripped her ass and moved her hips on his erection, oh, could she really walk away? And his folks were out enough that they could do it in his bed. Or the pool; that had been amazing, skinny dipping then getting nailed in waist-deep water. She'd really hoped that Bobby would be the one to sperm her now she was contraceptived-up, but she couldn't wait. Jon's cock kept finding its way inside and the semen flowed.

"We're going to stop this Jon. You know that right?"

"Carol. Your cunt has stopped. Shut up and keep fucking."

Carol shut up and kept fucking.

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"Why here?"

"I don't want my folks to give you the third degree. Let's just go."

Picking Carol up from in front of the school gates instead of her place was strange, but I shrugged it off. Bigger things were afoot. My girlfriend who had become increasingly distant had just boomeranged back. I'd gained the courage to tell my parents that Carol and I had 'done it' and we were planning to keep doing it. I said she was on the pill at the approval of her parents.

And guess what my father said?

"You lucky fucking bastard. That babe's hot!"

It's the only time I'd ever seen my mother slap my father's face. The whole moment was hilarious and entirely took the heat off me. The next day Dad tossed me the keys to Uncle Kray's shack at the river, winking.

"Are you serious?"

"Your mum used to like going up there," he smiled.

"Oh, that's sick!"

"You want the keys or not?"

"I want. I want!"

So, to the delight of my father and disappointment of my mother I gassed up the spare car and drove Carol off into the wilderness.

"Hey, at least she won't get pregnant," his dad had tried to console his mother.

"They're too young," she complained.

"Older than you were," he smirked.

"Oh Horace, you are horrid to me!"

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The drive had always been long, but this time I didn't care. As excited as I was there was equal portions of fear and apprehension.

"Such a beautiful day," Carol smiled. I guessed she meant the weather.

"Take your pants off?" I asked, half joking.

"Are you serious?"

"Why not? No one around here."

We had the windows open feeling the warmth of summer as we rolled around the hills. The sun brought sparkly strips of light through the trees onto the road.

"I have a surprise for you," Carol told me.

"Oh yeah?"

"I was going to give it when we got there."

"You can't give it now?"

"I worry it will distract you."

"Ha! Come on. What is it?"

"Don't crash," Carol made me promise.

She took off her denim shorts. She lifted and pulled her panties down her thighs, calves and over her ankles.

"Holy fucking shit!"

"Eyes in the road man!"

"How the fuck can I do that?"

Carol's pussy was perfectly bald. Not a scrap of hair, just beautiful girl skin, gorgeous thin flaps and a spectacular bare slit.

"Holy fucking shit," I said again.

"You're hard," Carol giggled, reaching out for the tent in my shorts.

"Yes I'm fucking hard! What do you think! I can't believe you did that!"

"Approve?" she smiled.

"Yes I fucking approve. Open your legs?"

Carol turned toward me and opened. Lucky we were in a rare straight stretch of road.

"Fuck. You are amazing. What made you think of this?"

"Someone told me the cum looks better dripping out if there's no hair," Carol said truthfully. It's what Jon had said as he shaved her the first time.

Carol prayed that the cum Jon gave her that particular morning had stopped dripping out. White liquid seeping onto the car seat would turn the day bad quickly. Instinctively she touched between her legs. Dry. That was good.

"Who said that?" I laughed.

"My dad."

"Oh you...god...don't make jokes like that, that's sick!" I groaned.

"But you like it?" Carol grinned.

"I'm going to, yes. As soon as we get there, first thing we'll do is test that theory!"

It wasn't theory, Carol thought. It was actually pretty sexy to see Jon's cum gathered inside her slit then dollop out when she stood.

"You can try," she said generously.

From the main road the track to the river was long and narrow. One fork goes to the north bend, ours to the south. A minute past the turn is a fence-gate to discourage vehicles. Carol the cheeky thing came out of the car to 'help' in just her T-shirt. I'd asked her back on the road to take her top off too, but all I got was her bra out from under.

"Can I take photos?" I asked as she stood tall with the sun on her hairless pussy.

"Everyone else has. Why not."

I used my phone to film and photograph her walking to the gate and back without pants.

"Do you want to fuck me on the bonnet of your car?" Carol teased.

"It's too hot."

"Like this will be fine," she suggested, putting her hands on the front and leaning over, poking her ass out. I didn't answer, I simply pulled down my shorts behind her. Carol helped guide my cock between her legs to the spot.

"Ooh, it's a bit dry," I frowned.

"Just do this, it should work," Carol told me, holding my cock head and rubbing it through her folds. "Oh, just a bit more. Oh, that's good. Now."

She held me in the right place and I pushed. My cock fairly melted into my girlfriend. I filmed myself in heaven, again.

"Oh Carol. I've been waiting... wanting."

My head spun. I saw butterflies. Real ones, in the sunlight. It was the most beautiful moment. I pulled at her T-shirt and Carol helped peel it off. I leaned to the side to see her tight breasts hanging, snapping back and forth as I pumped her hips.

"I can't help it," I groaned. Boom. In my girlfriend's cunt went millions of sperm. "Oh, can you feel it?"

Carol nodded. A pang of guilt spread over her, there were already millions of sperm in there. She had told her parents she was leaving a day earlier and snuck into Jon's room for the night. It was crazy and stupid but that made the sex exhilarating. Her vagina was on fire and Jon had given it the pounding she wanted, especially in the morning after his parents had gone to work. It had been so good.

"Yes. I love it."

I popped out of her and caught my breath for a moment. Carol turned and grinned.

"So...do you like your girlfriend now?"

"I like your cunt," I nodded. There was a stream of white falling down from between her legs. "It does look amazing like that, with no hair."

I raised my phone again, filming Carol smiling and letting it drip. She sat on the bonnet with her legs spread and quickly leapt up.

"Fuck. That is hot!"

"I told you. Come on, let's get down to the shack. We still need to drive some way."

"I'm still leaking, it will get on the seat."

"I can't see any more, you'll be fine."

"Yeah well, you think that, then more always comes out later."

"You've been cum in twice and you're an expert, huh?"

Carol went red. That was a slip.

"Fine. You wait and see. Take some more photos of me," she said quickly, picking up her T-shirt to sit on so it wasn't so hot.

I smiled, filming her in the sun until she proved she was right, another great dollop falling from her insides.

—————-

The shack was a log cabin that my uncle bought before I was born. Over the years it had been modernized and stylized. It sat on the inner side of a river bend, the 'south bend', just above the flood line. In the old days you had to walk around the edge of a six-foot red-stone 'cliff' until it tapered to beach level - but after one renovation there was a spectacular redwood verandah that was created. It came with a set of steps the width of the cabin that walked down to the beach. The wood matched the small cliff wonderfully.

'Beach' was a flattering term. The 30-yard stretch from the steps to the water was all small smooth river pebble. The water on our shallow side of the bend was calf-deep for another 30-yards after that. The view was glorious, but there was no swimming, not unless you walked along the river-edge for 150 yards to the west. At the shack the river was perfect for fishing, not swimming. You could walk out to the edge of the fast water and catch spectacular numbers of bream on a line - but step too far into the deep and you would be whisked away before you knew what was happening. If you didn't know the water it was a perilous place to fool around.

"Wow, it's so beautiful," Carol said from the front deck.

I was thinking the same looking at her beautiful nude body. I took my shorts off, then my shirt. Naked, I held her from behind.

"You're going to fuck me again, aren't you," Carol smiled, taking one arm from me around her and putting my hand to her breast.

"You're in the mood?"

"Very," she said, turning to kiss me, pulling my semi-wood hard. Lifting a leg, she tried to force me in her from the front. Only an inch or two of me could get in.

"Sit," I suggested, putting my butt down on the first step. Carol stepped over my lap and sat on my crotch. Holding my erection, she guided herself onto me. She was lubricated with sperm - not only my own, but I didn't know that.

"Oh god that feels good," Carol purred as it reached full length inside her. "It's so beautiful here. Makes me feel seriously sexy."

"You are sexual," I couldn't help but say. There was an unintended tone of surprise in my voice.

"Do you mind?" Carol asked, biting her bottom lip and dragging her pussy up and down my cock.

"No. Not right now, no."

She was an absolute natural. She knew exactly what to do and how she wanted it. She made me squeeze her butt hard as she bounced, whimpering in pleasure.

"Harder, please baby. It's okay, it won't hurt."

"You don't worry? It's all new."

"It's okay, it's okay."

I held her ass harder, she ground her pelvis harder.

"My tits, my tits, suck more baby. I like it harder."

I had so much respect for her, knowing what she wanted so quickly and being so vocal to ask for it.

"Carol, you're such a natural, I'm amazed."

Carol leant back, arms at full stretch, clasped behind my neck. Her hips danced on my cock, pumping back and forth, getting herself off. The look on her face told me shut-up-and-fuck.

—————

Carol crashed on the queen size bed face-down. A tiny bit of semen still leaked from her. I shook my head in wonder. How could she be so forward, so brave to shave her own pussy for this trip. I guessed that the delay after her taking the pill and us taking the trip had built up her sexual energy. She'd had a taste, then it stopped cold-turkey for weeks. Poor thing. As a guy I can masturbate daily, but as a girl it wasn't that easy, right? She'd had no relief all that time and now her body was running a revolution against her brain. The rebels had taken over government house, her hormones were in charge, at least for a little while. I hoped it lasted the long weekend.

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The shack was one broad room, the big bed on one side, the living and kitchen on the other. Out back, the bathroom and toilet were an outhouse. I unpacked our food and kitchen goods. Given I didn't really understand what Carol liked or didn't like to eat, I'd brought a lot of food. Too much. But better than not enough. After sorting the kitchen, I packed my bag away then crawled onto the bed with my naked girlfriend. I managed to get the covers up and over us and we napped together.

I woke late afternoon to warm and wet magic on my cock. Carol's hair tickled my abdomen as she confidently bobbed her head up and down my shaft.

Holy shit. When she said she would do that 'one day' I didn't expect it would be so soon. And for a first blow job ever Carol was aggressive and confident. If I hadn't already spermed her twice I'd have blown at just the sight of it. Instead I was able to watch Carol roll my cock around her mouth and into her throat as if it was an old friend.

"You're a fucking natural," I groaned as she sucked hard.

Carol worked her head on me then slowly licked and sucked the sides, rubbing me over her cheeks and eyes.

"I love sucking cock," she whispered.

"It's your first time," I told her, laughing.

For a moment I saw a flash of confusion on her face, before saying, "I told you I would one day. I really wanted to. I just didn't know how."

Carol smiled sexily and crawled up my body. She lay on me, legs spread, kissing my face.

"You like that your girlfriend sucks guys' cocks?" she purred.

"I love it."

She reached between us and put my erection in place, pushing down.

Looking me in the eye she grinned, "You like that your girlfriend gives you her cunt."

"Yes," I said firmly.

"I'm dry, though," she said trying with difficulty to get more than my head in. "Wait here."

Carol slid off me and glided naked across to her bag in the corner. My erection hurt I was so hard. What a girl. This was the pinnacle of my life, one of the most gorgeous girls in school in love with me, lusting around a private getaway. The boys would be jealous. I almost felt sorry for them, unable to see what I was seeing, do what I was doing.

"This," Carol said, holding up a bottle. Flipping the lid, she squirted some gel on her hand then brought the hand between her own legs. My cock twitched at the sight of her rolling her fingers around then in her vagina.

The bottle on the bedside table, she climbed me and tried again.

"That's better," she grinned. My shaft pierced swiftly to her depth. Carol gasped. "Oh god, you're so much bigger."

"Than before?"

"Huh?"

"Bigger than what?"

"Huh?"

"You said I was bigger."

Carol blushed. "Did I? Bigger than I remember from that first weekend. It's great. I like it. Can really feel you in there, like something is stuck in me."

"It is!"

Carol leaned down and kissed me.

"I love you Bobby."

"I love you too."

"My cunt loves your cock."

"I can't believe how dirty you talk."

"Oh, sorry," Carol smiled. "My vagina is enjoying the insertion of your penis."

"Shut up and fuck!" I laughed.

"Yes sir!"

Carol fucked but didn't shut up. She sat and masturbated herself on my erection. She groaned and cussed throughout. It was an unusual experience. I won't say it was bad, but it wasn't what I envisioned our sex would be. Carol was dirty. She had a potty mouth and she used her cunt like a familiar toy.

"Bobby, for fuck's sake, squeeze harder, I like it harder."

"I'm trying!" I couldn't help but laugh. Wow, what a girl.

—————

After sunset we ate snacks, neither of us wanted to cook. We showered in the weak yellow light of the shed out the back. For me, it was exhilarating to share the moment, soaping up Carol's tight breasts.

"What are you grinning at?" Carol smiled.

"Us. This. How hard your breasts are, I always thought girls' tits would be soft."

"You like them?"

"I fucking love them. Of course," I told her, rinsing off the soap and sucking them. "It's amazing to do this."

"Do what?"

"Both of us, it's our first shower with someone else. Amazing, right?"

The yellow light made Carol's red face go orange. Jon had fucked the shit out of her in the shower that morning after re-shaving her stubbled pussy.

"Bobby," she said turning to the wall. "Can we have our first fuck in the shower, too?"

She stuck her ass at me and looked back pleadingly.

"I had no idea you were such a slut," I teased her.

"I am," Carol agreed seriously, facing the wall and throwing her head back as my cock struck up her. "I am."

—————

In bed together, ready to sleep Carol snuggled into my side. Only the bedside lamp was left on. Next to it I picked up the tube of sex-gel.

"Where did you get this?" I asked, holding it up to the light.

"Huh?"

"Where did you get the gel?"

"Oh. Mrs. Bloom's."

"When?"

"Ah...a few days ago."

"She didn't say anything?"

"She frowned," Carol shrugged.

"How did you know we needed it?"

Carol blushed again. She'd bought it on a day that Jon had fucked her all morning and wanted to keep at it all afternoon. He was waiting around the corner while she went in to get it.

"Baby, we're away 3 nights. I wanted to make sure you could do it all you wanted."

I smiled.

"You are a darling."

Carol tugged in my semi-erection, kissing the side of my face.

"Why is it so empty, though?"

"Huh?"

"There's not much left."

"Huh?"

"There's not much in it."

"I don't know. Maybe it leaked? We can get more if we need."

"We need!" I rolled Carol onto her back and kissed her breasts, fighting to keep awake. I failed, falling asleep with my head in her cleavage.

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You couldn't have scripted a more glorious morning. I woke early. Sun streamed into the room. The sheets were white. The was a girl asleep next to me, face down and turned away. Her hair was a mess and her back bare in the warm room. The sheets covered only her bottom half. I pulled them down to stare at her glorious bare ass and thighs, slightly spread. My own morning wood was in perfect working order.