Chapter 6
Richie took Susan to the movies that night.
Afterwards they returned to the park to make love, but found that it was jammed with dozens of others cars, each containing couples making love.
A dark lonely spot was impossible to find, so they drove around the area of the parking lot to find a place that would permit them the opportunity to make love.
Richie was getting restless and horny as he drove up and down lonely streets which were unsuitable for his purpose.
As he drove the car with his left hand, his right hand played with Susan's cunt. He brought her to climax twice within twenty minutes and was finally getting bored with wetting his finger. He wanted to wet his cock.
"This is a load of shit," he announced as he ran over the same blocks that he had traversed previously.
"What's the matter?" Susan asked as he pulled his fingers from her cunt.
"I'm not gonna waste a whole fuckin' night fingerin' you."
"But I like it," she said.
"And it makes my fuckin' finger get too fuckin' tired finger fuckin' you."
"Would you please stop using 'fucking' as the adjective for every 'fuckin" noun," she laughed.
"Fuck you!"
"That's what I'm waiting for."
"Where the hell am I supposed to do it?" he demanded, "In the middle of Main Street? Or maybe in your living room?"
"Let's forget about it for tonight then, okay?"
"Oh, yeah, right. I'm just gonna forget about it for tonight and go home the horniest prick in the world. I'll probably start jerking off all over the fuckin' walls, and I can't let that happen."
"If that's the problem, then I know a place where you can shoot."
"Where?" he asked excitedly as he turned. "Look," she told him.
He turned his head sharply to glance at her and saw that her mouth was wide open. He laughed loudly and commented "That looks like a good idea. Now, I just want you to tell me how?"
"Simple," she declared as she started shifting her body around on the seat.
Richie glanced over again and saw that she was now lying on the seat with her legs and feet on the floor.
"Get it?" she asked as she moved her head closer to his groin.
"Beautiful, baby," he said happily.
Susan's hands played with his pants until she was able to pull the zipper down and reach into his shorts. Her fingers found the flaccid organ and pulled his cock hairs out when she pulled the cock out.
Richie whelped in pain as she tugged with the tight fitting cloth, but he was finally relieved as he felt the cock being released from its confines and exposed to the cool night air.
Susan moved her head onto his prick, but the steering wheel and his belly caused a valley which she couldn't enter.
"Pull the seat back," she whispered.
Releasing his left hand from the steering wheel and replacing it with his right hand, which was caressing her ass, he pulled the lever on the side of the seat and the whole length of the front seat moved back about five inches.
"Just right," she declared.
"Now you can go to it," he told her.
Without a word from her she bent her head down and pulled the cock further from his shorts with her hand. It was too soft, she decided and proceeded to alleviate the horrible condition.
Her mouth opened wide, preparing to take the entire organ in.
Now that it was flaccid, it was the only time she could ever get the whole thing into her mouth without breaking her throat.
The soft flesh entered easily and she sucked on it for a few seconds. As she sucked the soft cock, for those few seconds before it would harden, she was able to also lick his balls which were slightly exposed through the cloth of his shorts.
After the cock was in her mouth for just a few seconds, she felt it begin to throb. With each throb it would grow longer and harder.
Within thirty seconds, the original two inch flaccid piece of meat, was now a stiff six inch cock.
Susan decided that she liked it better when it was hard, at least now she had something to chew on.
The sensations which Richie was experiencing were not very ideal for driving.
Each time she brushed the sensitive head against her teeth, Richie would swerve slightly.
The best time was when the cock was forced into her mouth whenever they hit a bump. Each bump or pothole in the road would make the car jump.
Richie's cock would go up with her head, but her mouth always landed on his cock with a soundless thud. It would be shoved to the back of her throat and she would gasp, pull it away and start licking all over again.
"Chew on it!" he demanded.
She chewed.
"I'm gonna come!" he screamed. The windows were shut tight, so it made little difference if he whispered it or screamed it. But, somehow, the sensations of her tongue and lips on the cock made him want to scream it out.
Susan, when she heard the words, pulled her head away quickly and let the cock standing upright, all wet and already to come.
"What the fuck are you doin?" he demanded when she pulled back.
"I want this to last. When you shoot I want you to shoot like you've never shot before in your life."
"You're nuts!" he declared.
"I'm horny and a cock sucker, and the cocks I suck have got to fuck my mouth really good."
"How the fuck am I supposed to not shoot for the next two hours?"
"Don't worry about it," she answered him. "I know how to do it!"
"How come you never wanted to do it that gone flying, and if it was on the gas pedal, they would have hit a hundred.
He tightened his grip on the wheel as he felt the hot scum shoot into her mouth.
The tingling sensations in his cock were unbearable for a few seconds, as she sucked in the scum and licked the head of the cock.
"That's it!" he demanded.
She continued sucking.
"Cut it out!" he screamed, "you're killin' me!"
He pulled on her hair, lifting her mouth from his cock.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
Richie was quivering with the unusual feelings and he told her that it was hurting too much.
As soon as her mouth released his cock, the once stiff organ began to shrink rapidly. Within seconds it had almost disappeared within his crotch.
"I can't take anymore," he declared, soothing his sore cock with his right hand as his left hand controlled the automobile.
She was slightly depressed that the fun for the night was just about over.
They had no place to go to where they could fuck in privacy, so they would continue driving around trying to do things to each other as they roamed the area.
"Finger me again, then," she demanded.
"Okay, but you'll have to straighten up."
She obeyed immediately and assumed an upright position alongside his body.
His finger slipped into her cunt easily and quickly. Because of the excitement she experienced when she was blowing Richie she had orgasmed once while she sucked on his cock.
Within minutes, after Richie's fingers were inserted, she climaxed again and sighed heavily against him. She pressed her lips to his cheeks and gave him a kiss of thanks.
It was getting late, so Richie decided to try the parking lot again.
He made a 'll' turn on the street he was on and headed toward the lot.
"Where are we going?"
"I'm gonna try the park again. There may be some spots available now," he said as he glanced at his watch and saw that it was after two in the morning.
To his surprise, when he arrived at the park, he found it completely empty.
"There's something wrong," he commented as he stopped the car at the entrance of the lot.
With the headlights turned off he tried to see into the lot and guess why there was no one around.
"Over there!" Susan exclaimed. "There's a car there; in the corner."
Richie strained his eyes in the direction at which she pointed and did see the single car.
"It must be a cop car," he guessed as he released his foot from the brake and entered the lot.
He circled around until he could get close enough to the single car and determine its make. The car passed within twenty yards.
Sitting on the top of the car was a bubble of red. Richie knew it was a cop car and kept moving until he was out of the lot.
"Now what?" asked Susan.
"I'm taking you home."
"So soon."
"What else are we gonna do? I don't know of any place else where we can go that's nice and quiet."
"Don't you have a friend or something who has an apartment?"
"Yeah, I have a friend who has an apartment, but he lives in Jersey. It would take nearly an hour to get there, and I don't know if he's home, and even if he is home, I don't know if he'll let us use his apartment. So you might as well as forget about it."
"Okay," he said, "but why don't you call him up sometime, and ask him if we can use the apartment a couple of times?"
"Sure, next week," he told her as he headed the car in the direction of her home.
He dropped Susan off and promised that he would call his friend next week and ask him if he would like to double date.
As he drove to his own home Richie decided that the damn girl was over sexed. All she ever wanted was to be satisfied, or satisfy someone else. As long as somebody had an orgasm sometime or someplace, and she was directly responsible for it, she would be happy.
Richie's friend was twenty four and lived with some hippy girl. They weren't married and doubted if they ever would be.
It was just a communal relationship. She cleaned his apartment for him and provided him with a lot of sex. In return he would give her a bed, food, and enough money to buy her pot.
The girl was only seventeen; she had run away from home the year before, and Richie's friend, Mickey, picked her up in the Village one night during the summer.
He brought her home, cleaned and fed her, and since had been unable to get rid of her.
She had made herself a permanent fixture in his apartment; he and she both enjoyed the relationship. All he wants is a constant outlet for sex and she is readily available.
Physically, the girl was very petite and of about average beauty, but what she lacked in beauty she made up in sexual ability. She knew how it is for a man when he needs sex, but when he is looking for something different, she was always ready to provide the something different.
Yes, something for two different cocks.
Richie had never met the girl, but Mickey was constantly telling him about her. The problem was that he only saw Mickey on infrequent occasions, either in the Village or at some party. But Mickey never brought the girl with him, especially to parties.
She was much too young, and not really his type, and he let her go her way whenever he didn't want sex from her.
Richie promised himself that he would call him up some day during the coming week and ask if they could use the apartment some night.