Chapter 3
A few days later, hot for hard cock, Elise went shopping downtown in the most revealing outfit she had. Johnny hadn't come by to give her another good fucking - on the phone he'd said his mother was suspicious and wouldn't let him out of her sight.
That didn't matter to Elise. All she knew was that she was horny as hell.
The outfit she wore with her sandals was short, pink hot pants and a matching bikini top, that barely held in the jiggling, wiggling globes of her enormous tits.
It was three o'clock now. All day long men had been staring at Elise's gorgeous body, and several shop clerks had had to push their stiff pricks under their legs. The attention turned Elise on so much that her pussy was wet and steaming under her hot pants. She was just waiting for a handsome guy to feed her the right line.
Finally, in line in the shopping mall, Elise spotted just the kind of man she'd been looking for. He was tall and gorgeous, gruff looking in his middle-age, with a brawny physique and a sizable bulge in the crotch of his pants. Elise caught him staring at her stacked body. The man realized he'd been caught and managed a broad smile.
"It's the fabric, honey," he said. "That pink. It looks just like the upholstery in my Cadillac."
"Your Cadillac?" Elise replied demurely. "You mean you're bragging to a girl and you haven't even found out her name?"
The man chuckled. "Sorry. My name's Phil Stone. What's yours, honey? It better be a pretty name for a pretty girl like you."
"Elise."
"I guess that's pretty enough. Hey, seriously, honey. Would you mind coming out to my car with me? I just got to see if they made my upholstery out of the same material they used for your bikini top."
This had to be one of the most preposterous pick-up lines Elise had ever heard, but she quickly nodded her head and followed Phil out of the store. She didn't care if he was smart or not. Her pussy was so wet she could hardly stand it. Besides, at the age of thirty-five, with a teenage daughter and a teenage son, it was a turn-on just to be called a girl.
Phil Stone did have a Cadillac, a brand-new one, parked in a deserted corner of the shopping-mall lot. Phil unlocked the passenger door and let Elise climb onto the broad seat. The first thing she noticed was that the upholstery was violet.
"Gee, I guess it doesn't match," Phil said innocently, joining her behind the wheel. "I could have sworn, too. I guess I'm getting color-blind in my old age or something."
Elise giggled hotly as she studied the size of Phil's rising cock. He was so horny he couldn't even keep his dick down in his pants. Her nipples were stiffening too, protruding noticeably through the sheer fabric of the bikini top.
"Now, Phil, you don't really mean to tell me that you brought me all the way out to your car just to find out if my clothes match the upholstery!"
"Honest, I was curious."
"Well, I'm curious about something too, Phil - that magnificent bulge in your pants!"
Phil gaped at her, unable to believe that such a beautiful woman would be so direct. Then Elise squirmed across the bench seat to sit close to him, and he sighed as she dropped her hand on his now rock-hard cock.
"Do you have a big dick, Phil?" Elise squeezed and stroked his aching prick through his slacks, as if trying to measure its thickness and length. "When I'm this horny it doesn't really matter much, of course - as long as it's stiff, any size cock will do. But I really like a guy with a huge hard-on."
Phil chuckled confidently. "Don't worry about that, Elise." He pushed her hand out of the way, unbuckled his pants and pulled them down his thighs. "I've got one of the biggest whoppers in town!"
Then Phil's naked prick popped out, swollen and throbbingly stiff, and Elise instantly knew what he meant. Phil had one of the best-hung cocks she'd ever seen.
The stiff hunk of meat was at least eight inches long and incredibly thick, so fat at the base that she couldn't imagine holding it all in her fist. His balls were large and bloated, and the rosy, dripping, spongy knob was the size of a harvest-time plum.
"Oh fuck, Phil, you really are hung!" Elise leaned over his lap and grabbed his hard-on in both hands, squeezing and stroking it until she felt its stiffness pulsing in her palms. "God, I love your cock. Please let me give it a nice sucking!"
"Be my guest, baby," Phil replied, and relaxed behind the wheel.
Opening her mouth as wide as she could, Elise dropped her head to Phil's lap. She took a deep breath through her flared nostrils and managed to engulf his enormous hard-on in one swallow, nearly gagging as the knob of his huge cock pushed down her throat.
"Is my prick too big for you, Elise?" Phil chuckled.
"Ummllppp," Elise burbled. Her cheeks reddened as she stretched her lips even wider, forcing her mouth to accept the thickness of his cock. Then she hungrily started sucking his dick, puckering and bellowing her cheeks to increase the sucking pressure deep inside her buttery throat.
"Ohh, Christ!" Phil moaned as her talented mouth coaxed the burning hardness of his cock. "Goddamn, baby, you really suck hard, don't you? You really must be hungry for some cock!"
Wider and wider Elise stretched her lips, until nearly half of his aching prick was in her mouth. Her tongue rolled wetly all over his purplish knob, lapping up the cream that oozed from his cum slit.
His jism tasted delicious. Elise held his hairy balls and toyed with them, encouraging more cum to drip out of his prick head. Then she began to bob her head up and down, wildly fucking her face with his gigantic cock.
"Oh God ... " Shuddering with pleasure, Phil thrust his hands into Elise's thick, blonde hair. "You're going to town now, honey. My cock's never felt so stiff. Oh fuck, keep sucking it! You're going to make me spurt!"
Elise was fucking her face so hard that her huge tits had begun to jiggle spongily with the movements of her head, nearly falling out of her bikini top. Phil couldn't take his eyes off the size of her jugs. Suddenly he reached behind her back and untied the bow, letting the bikini top fall to the car seat, leaving her naked from the waist up.
"Jesus!" His cock grew even stiffer as he saw the size of her bared tits, the fat circles of her stiff, crinkled nipples. Phil began to play with her tits as she sucked his cock, pinching the dusky-pink nipples between his fingers.
"Unggghhh ... " Elise gurgled ecstatically around the veined shaft of his hard-on. She began to beat his meat as she sucked it, racing her fist up and down his dick, tugging and stroking more and more of it into the slurping, sucking wetness of her mouth.
"No, no, you gotta stop now!" Phil cried. "I'm gonna shoot my load if you don't!"
Elise didn't want to stop. The burning hardness of his prick told her he was about to come, and she longed to suck his cream as it shot out. Elise sucked his dick even harder, wrapping her lips in a wet, compressing circle around the center of his cock.
"I want to fuck you!" Phil gasped. "Please stop sucking! I want to ram my cock in your cunt!"
That was different. Elise immediately released his cock and let it throb on his belly, looking up at him with shameless, feverish eyes as she licked the jism from her lips.
"Right here in the car, Phil?" she whispered.
"You bet your ass," Phil muttered hoarsely. "Come on, get off those hot pants and sit on my dick. Nobody's around. But hurry, honey, hurry!"
Elise glanced quickly through the Cadillac's rear window to make sure that no shoppers had wandered to their end of the parking lot. No one had, but it wouldn't have made much difference. Her cunt was throbbing painfully under her hot pants. She was dying to get Phil's thick prick into her pussy.
As quickly as she could, Elise pulled her hot pants over her plumply rounded asscheeks, leaving her naked except for her sandals. The pouting lips of her pussy were red and inflamed, and the curly hairs of her cunt mound were moist with her dripping fuck juices.
Phil squirmed to the center of the seat and held his pulsing hard-on straight up in his fist. Elise climbed on top of him, digging her knees into the upholstery to either side of his hips. Then she bent her ass, and moaned hornily as Phil rubbed his spongy dickhead all over her pussy slit.
"Stick your cock in me, lover!" she hissed. "I want to feel that big rod fucking my cunt!"
Phil fit the huge knob of his cock into her pussy. Instantly Elise sat down on it, gasping as the meaty inches of his cock were engulfed in the clasping wetness of her hungry fuck tunnel.
"Ungghh, God, your cunt's so tight!" Phil lowered his head and watched the veined shaft of his prick seem to disappear in the curly hairs fringing her cunt. "How old are you anyhow? Your pussy's just as tight as a teenage girl's!"
Elise grunted and bucked her ass violently, forcing her cunt to accept all of his prick. Then she started to hump up and down in the motions of fucking, pounding her pussy again and again onto his cock.
"Fuck me, Phil!" she pleaded. "Your prick is so big, it really fills me up! Fuck me, do it haaard!"
Phil wrapped his hands around the alabaster cheeks of her sweating, humping ass. Slowly he began to move beneath her, bucking his hips, ramming his drooling hard-on in and out of her pussy.
"Harder, Phil! You can fuck me better than that!" Elise pistoned her ass so frantically that the springs of the Cadillac shook obscenely beneath them. "I didn't suck your dick for nothing! You gotta make me come!"
"You really want it, don't you, Elise?" Phil whispered, his voice tingled with malice.
"I do, I doooo!"
Phil's fingernails clawed her asscheeks. He started fucking her as hard as he could, pounding his aching dick through the clinging, hairy lips of her fuck hole.
A wanton smile of ecstasy spread obscenely across Elise's face. She stopped fucking him so hard, letting her brawny lover do the work as he held her ass and repeatedly filled her slit with his dick.
"That's right, Phil!" She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled his face onto her gigantic, bouncing tits. "Suck my nipples now. That's what I like. Suck my titties and fuck my cunt!"
Phil wrapped his lips eagerly around the fat, crimson circle of her left nipple. He sucked the crinkled, stiffened tip, then chewed it almost savagely, seeming to fuck her pussy deeper with every stroke.
Elise quivered and started humping her ass again, unable to restrain herself from pumping her pussy to meet his hard cock. Her cunt was incredibly wet now, oozing fuck juice around his thrusting prick, staining the upholstery of the seat.
He was ramming her cunt so hard she was starting to burn. That was a sure sign. Any second now she was going to come.
"Harder, Phil, fuck me as hard as you can!" she cried. Completely oblivious to her whereabouts, not minding at all that several shoppers now approached their end of the parking lot, Elise pumped her hot ass in a driven frenzy of lust. "Oh fuck, I can feel it now! Awww, fuck meeee! Fuck my cunt, oh Christ! Unnggghhh, I'm cummmiiinnng!"
Her cum was overwhelmingly intense, forcing the walls of her drenched pussy tunnel to contract spasmodically around Phil's thrusting cock. Phil gasped as his balls swelled. He lifted his ass off the seat, plowing his dick up her fuck hole as far as he could.
The cum streamed wildly out of his rosy cockhead, gushing deep inside Elise's pussy. It was a very big load, held back through her sucking and fucking. Elise felt as if he was shooting all the juice in his body into her sopping cunt.
Phil moaned and pumped his ass, ramming his dick into her sucking pussy as his balls drained their reservoirs of cum. Elise sighed happily and collapsed onto his spurting cock.
She knew how much she'd loved sucking and fucking him - there was no denying what she felt so strongly. What kind of wife and mother was she turning into? In a week she'd cheated on her husband twice. If he didn't start fucking her regularly, she was afraid she might be giving her pussy to every cock in town.