Chapter 4
Eve rested for a while and drifted off to sleep, tired from the first ass-fucking she'd ever had.
Ron intended to stay right in her bunghole until she woke up, but he realized he had to piss. After she fell asleep, he pulled his hard dick out of her and went to the toilet. As he stood there, holding his inflamed steel-hard cock, he suddenly remembered that out in the car was a tube of KY jelly.
Why the hell hadn't he remembered it before? He shook the piss off as he finished, washed his cock in the sink, and quickly got dressed. He rushed out and got the jelly.
As he came back in, Eve moaned and rolled over on the bed, half-awake and aware that he was back.
He stripped down again as fast as he could and applied a liberal dose of KY to his stiff boner, then went to Eve.
"Roll over again, baby," he said. "I want to put some nice soothing salve on your asshole. It will make it feel very good."
She got back onto her belly and stuck her ass up in the air. Ron slapped a big gob of KY right on her puckered rosebud, and with his finger he spread it all around and forced as much as possible inside, right up her shit-chute. He smeared a good coating of it on his finger and put it back in and went right up with it, spreading it all over the walls of her asshole inside, paving the way for his second invasion of her shitter.
She was not aware of what he had in mind-obviously. Even though she had liked what she felt before-after she'd got used to it-once he'd pulled his cock out she'd felt sore and her ass ached like it had been scraped by a fish scaler.
"Feel better, doll?" he asked when her ass had been thickly smeared-inside and out-with KY.
"Yeah, that's good," she said. "Nice and soothing. What is it?"
"It's my favorite ointment," he said. "Dr. Adler's Rectal Lubricant."
It didn't dawn on Eve for a minute. She was still on her hands and knees, just as she'd been as he was applying the salve. When it hit her what he had said, it was too late.
"Lubric . . . eeeiow!" she shrieked.
Ron hit her with his greasy pecker, jamming it into her with all the force of a pile driver, and this time it went sliding right into her on that smooth bed of KY.
There was no wedging or stuffing this time. It was nice and smooth, and her ass-muscles had been stretched by his previous fucking, anyway, so she couldn't stop his thunderous entry.
Ron was out of his mind with lustful desire for her tight ass. It was just a matter now of gritting her teeth and taking enough of his surging cock to get used to it all over again. When her ass adapted to this foreign object, she thought, it won't be so bad.
"Just squeeze your ass-muscles tight and then let them go," he told her. Keep doing that over and over. It'll be good for both of us."
She started doing it, grasping his cock and holding it like she was pinching back a good healthy shit, then releasing it. After several grabs, during which he almost came, she did begin to feel better. The feel of his hard prick in her ass distracted her from the pain of her torn membranes and, even if it was only in her mind, she began to improve.
Meanwhile, Ron was getting so hot he could hardly stand it. He was fucking his big prick in and out of her on that river of KY, ramming its full length way into her shithole.
His cockhead was scraping against a strangely sharp object, and he knew damned well what it was, but he didn't mention it to Eve. If she happened to ask, he wouldn't tell her. She'd probably make him pull out. She would probably be embarrassed to know he was knocking against a hunk of shit inside her.
He loved the way his prick filled Eve's tight rump. It was like fucking a young kid, he thought. The last time he had a piece of ass as good as this was when he'd knocked off that little girl in LA. Her mother had offered her to Ron for ten dollars and he'd jumped at it. He'd felt a little funny afterwards, but he didn't let it bother him long. It was exceptionally good fucking, and you just don't throw away stuff like that.
Eve was moaning softly now, burrowing her head in a pillow and beginning to get very hot from the ass-reaming she was getting. His cock was sliding in and out of her so fast, she thought it was powered by a machine. But it was just one very talented pair of hips belonging to one of the best Greek artists anywhere.
"How do you like it, baby?" he asked.
"Mmmmm . . . it's good," she replied. "You're really getting in there deep now. You're making me awfully hot!"
"Yeah, you bet your ass I am, sugar," he grunted, fucking into her like a German Shepherd.
His hands were grasping her hips, holding her tightly like a horny male dog, and his hips kept gyrating and thrusting that long hard prick in and out, in and out, in and out.
The faster he went, the hornier he got, and the farther up he pushed it into her.
His legs were spread wide, his pelvis thrust forward, his back arched, and he was almost on the tips of his toes now, his teeth clenched. He was pumping his cock to her in fierce, determined lunges. His breath was coming in fast heavy gasps, and he kept wheezing and giving out agonized little yelps of crazed, lustful desire.
Eve realized that he was getting close to coming, and she felt all queazy and trembling inside. Her legs were getting weak, and she felt so excited she thought she just might come, even though he had not been touching her cunthole or that all-important clit of hers.
"Mmrammm ... oh, baby!" he grunted, barely able to talk, he was so keyed-up and close to getting off.
"Fuck it into me, sweetheart!" she urged, starting to rock her hips with him. She timed it so her movements coincided with his, and he banged into her harder and harder.
She squeezed her ass-muscles as she fucked him, taking that hard meat way inside her slippery shit-chute, clasping and unclasping it in short, firm grasps.
It was enough to drive a Greekster insane, and Ron was no exception. He thought he was going to pass out from the incredible ecstasy of reaming her round, firm ass, knowing that it was her first trip down the dirt road, as they say.
He began to groan low and gutturally, and he clenched his teeth and clamped his eyes shut. All his muscles were tensed as he clung to her hips and drove his cock like a piston in and out of her. Then he gradually moved up on his tiptoes, stretching to get it all in . . .
He exploded.
The cream went shooting into her asshole like it was shot from a cannon. It blasted her bowels and coated her whole shit-chute in a bath of white. He felt it cascading over his cockhead, still spitting out gobs of it as he fucked in and out of her in rapid jerking strokes.
She thought her ass was dipped in hot gravy as he spewed his jism-what seemed like a pint of it-into her. It was a fantastic, bone-shattering come, and Eve felt exultant that she had turned Ron on so completely. And she felt exultant that she, too, had been so aroused by getting fucked in the ass.
She had not come, it was true, but it made every nerve in her body come alive, and she knew that she'd found another alternative in her fast-growing repertoire of sexual games. It had been a real learning experience for her.
Of course the night was not yet over, but Ron was going to need a little rest after this one, she was sure. He was still fucking his cock to her, but the peak had been passed and he was more or less bathing in his juices, stroking her shitter and fond ling those luscious round, creamy-white and smooth cheeks of her ass.
"Beautiful job, Ron sweetheart," she sighed. "That was quite a lesson in buggering."
"Thanks . . . ahhh ... oh, Jesus ..." he said. "Thanks, baby. I . . . ahhh . . . ohhhh, God, that was good! You sure turn me on. Christ, I could fuck that rosebud of yours every night. What do you say . . . want to do that?"
"I'll let you know, lover, I'll let you know," she said.
She let him keep his hard prick in her ass for quite a long time, letting him come down gradually. Finally, after slowly stroking her until he was about half-hard, he pulled it out little by little. His cock fell, all red and cum-laden, between his legs. He lay down beside her and dozed.
But Eve couldn't sleep. Her ass hurt, but she was horny. Her cunt needed satisfaction. She looked over at him, asleep next to her, and ran her hand over his beautiful prick. She wanted to suck it, but it had little flecks of shit all over it and she wasn't about to swallow her own crap.
She went to the bathroom and got a couple of well-soaked washcloths and a towel and a cake of soap. Carefully wetting down his cock and balls and his whole crotch area, she lathered him all up with the soap and sponged him off with the other washcloth. When he was squeaky clean again, she toweled his cock off. As an afterthought, she took a little of her own cologne and sprayed a couple of shots in his cock-hair.
Then she went to work. He'd slept right through her sponge bath-that's how much fucking her in the ass had taken out of him. But it wasn't long after she began running her tongue over the head of his cock and it began rising again, stiff and tight and all purplish-red, that he came to.
When he opened his eyes, his cock was rock-hard and standing up like Washington's Monument, and Eve was licking up and down its beautiful tall sides, and down over his balls.
"Ooooh, baby, keep it up," he moaned. "Your tongue is fantastic! Keep it up and I'll come again."
"Yeah, sure," she said. She didn't say anything more, but she knew exactly what she was going to do. And it didn't include getting him off again without her coming, too. She had to come, and she was going to get him good and hard and hot, then she'd climb on top and fuck his ears off. She really didn't give a shit if he came or not. He'd had his.
Her fingers caressed his thighs, raising goose pimples up and down his arms and legs, and she could feel him shudder every once in a while as her talented tongue hit a sensitive spot in his hot crotch.
Ron's thick veiny cock was very wide, she thought, and as her lips went to the top and slid over his cockhead, she had all she could do to get it all into her mouth. She opened her mouth wide and crammed it all in somehow, then slid her lips down over that hot pulsating shaft. It eased into her soft warm mouth like a candy cane into a child's, and she sucked on it tenderly in long wet strokes-in and out, in and out.
Her hands massaged his balls and the base of his prick with gentleness, and she concentrated on giving him firm tantalizing strokes up near the head. She couldn't get much more than half of it in her mouth-or at least she didn't attempt to do so. If she really got hot, maybe she could jam it down her throat, but not right now.
As she sucked, she let the spit drool from her tongue onto that gorgeous hunk of meat, making it wet and hot and giving it the appearance of a well-oiled tool. He could feel the warmth of her saliva, and it only heightened his passion.
He moaned softly and shifted his ass, and she began to suck a little harder, a little faster. Her head went up and down on his throbbing pecker, gliding her lips over the ridges bulging veins, and she felt an ache in her cunt that told her she was getting ready for more than a cock in the mouth. After a few more hot licks, she got up, her soft tits swinging, and straddled him.
"Yeah, baby, that's it!" He smiled. "Fuck me good!"
"That's just what I'm gonna do, Ron baby. I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
She grasped his hard boner and, holding up one leg to find her wet cuntlips, inserted it into her juicy cunt. It was nice and syrupy and hot, and his cock went in beautifully. She put her leg down and slowly sank down on his shaft, which went sailing into her on a smooth river of cuntjuice.
Eve didn't waste any time now. She was hot to fuck. Getting it in the ass, sucking his cock, feeling all that hard cock in her hand and on her tongue, had really turned her on. She needed a good fucking and she needed to come-hard. And she intended to do just that.
Her cunt started swiveling around in a figure eight, all the while sliding up and down on his hard, hot prick. She lathered his prick with her seeping juices, and every time she slid up, he could see the glistening surface of his prick going in and out of soft reddish-orange pussy.
Eve leaned down on her hands with her tits hanging over Ron's face and gyrated her hips in rhythm with the beat in her brain that kept going: Fuck him good . . . fuck him good . . . fuck him good ... It was like the fast-churning cadence of a locomotive's wheels as they sped down the track.
Her cunt was the engine that fueled her locomotive, and she kept piling on the coal. She felt the heat growing in the slippery pink walls of her cunt, and as it grew, it got wetter and wetter and his cock slid in it faster and faster.
She began to get that empty, far-away feeling in her brain, when the body takes over and the mind gives way to its lustful need. She could feel the passion welling within her as his cock started hitting that place inside her where she had all those sensitive feelings-like in her clit.
It was like he was hitting her bull's-eye, and it didn't take many of those perfect shots to get a prize. She knew it wouldn't be long now. Her whole body began shaking, and she straightened up, sitting astride him, jouncing and jerking. Her ass was churning and her red hair was flying and her tits were bouncing up and down like rubber balls.
Her cunt was on fire, and she felt a grinding, trembling ache in her loins that begged to be satisfied. Ron was responding with hard, driving thrusts of his ass, his face-like hers-a study in agonized ecstasy. It was all screwed up and sweating and full of lustful desire.
Then she reached that peak, that point of no return, that mountaintop for which all hot cunts strive so hard . . .
"NOW!" she screeched.
Her head was drawn back, her face upturned parallel with the ceiling, her hair hanging behind her. Her back was arched almost into a U, and her cunt was grinding around Ron's hard burgeoning prick. It was imbedded so deeply in her that she hoped it would never come out.
An incredible outpouring of cuntjuice came flowing down her pussy-canal, out to her glistening red cunthair, over his shaft, onto his hot balls. She was flooded with her hot juice, and it felt like all the dammed-up passion of her life was coming forth.
She felt blissful relief from the torment of the night. A cocoon of blackness enveloped her and she was swept away on a trip into space for that wonderful moment when her cunt opened to his pounding cock.
All the swirling, rhapsodic melodies of sexual fulfillment were hers at last. She had given him what she promised, a fucking like he'd never had before!
Even though Ron was a Greek lover, he still enjoyed a good cunt-fucking, too, and as Eve sent down her cuntjuice and basked in the sweetness of her hard bone-rattling orgasm, Ron was fucking her hard and getting close himself. He strained and fucked his meat into her in hard thrusting lunges.
He held her ass and she came up just a couple of inches. His hips churned up and down, up and down, slamming her with drive after drive that went way up into her soft cunt. Her smooth round ass was firmly in his grip, and his fingers ground into those luscious cheeks as he approached his climax.
"Uuuugggghhhh . . . yeah, baby, here it is!" And he shot another load of hot cum up into her.
He was as full of jism as before, spilling it out in a gushing, torrential stream that bathed her insides in warmth and made her swoon with delight.
They rocked and fucked and strained to the beat of a lustful drummer until they thought their loins would burst, and then they finally fell into each other's arms and kissed and fondled and hugged each other until they closed their eyes and dozed again.
For Eve, it had been a new and exhilarating encounter. For Ron, the hottest piece of ass in years -for his whole life maybe-and that was saying a lot, since he had fucked women from Sacramento to Newark and overseas, too, while building bridges and skyscrapers and superhighways.
Now Eve was building something, too-a road to sexual freedom. And she wanted to ride it 'til it wore out.