Chapter 1
The woman behind the desk eyed us with a mixture of suspicion and interest. She was in her late thirties and a little overweight, she wore drab clothes, but there , was something sensual and desperate about her, and that's what Tony concentrated on. He leaned over the desk and asked for a room as though asking her to spread her legs for us. I stood back and let him make the pitch. While I was distracted by our dusty, threadbare appearance, Tony could act like an eccentric millionaire in all situations. The woman talked back to him at the same low tone of voice, there seemed to be some bargaining, but finally she gave him the key.
"We'll see you in half an hour then," said Tony with a wink. "By the way, could you have someone send some cigarettes and food up to us? I want to be in top shape for when you get there, baby." She nodded and took up the phone. We took the elevator up to the sixth floor of this ramshackle hotel. It was one of those places that had seen better days, before the proliferation of motels. Still, we couldn't afford anything better. I had a quarter in my pocket, a Canadian one. In our travels we'd managed to make every wrong move, and the last town had made us welcome by putting us into the cooler for vagrancy. That depressed me, but nothing could dampen Tony's spirit.
"This is just the beginning, Eric," he said, stretching out over the bed and kicking his shoes off. "That lady downstairs, Nora, was very cooperative, she'll let us stay here until we rustle up some cash. And then it's on to L.A. where the beautiful people are, rich widows, the nymphets of nabobs, they'll be ours for the picking. We might be stuck in a seedy hole now but soon we'll be romping about with the jet set!"
"I'll believe anything you say," I said, resting my weary body on the other bed. An old television set responded reluctantly to Tony's manipulations and we watched a rerun from the fifties while waiting for Nora to arrive. First came food, drinks, and cigarettes. We had a smoke first, then attacked the rest. By the time we'd put all that away there was a knock on the door. Nora presented herself shyly. She had put on a little lipstick and had combed her hair. A button was undone at the front of her dress to display the fullness of her breasts. She closed the door and sat on the side of Tony's bed, looking expectantly at him. He ignored her for a while until he had wiped his mouth and lit another cigarette.
"Now then, baby," he said, grinning wolfishly at her, "let's see what you've got and then you can tell us what you want more than anything."
"With both of you?" she asked.
"Two big ones," Tony nodded. "Now take it off."
"You take your clothes off first," she said. "I hate to be naked all by myself."
"Okay." Tony stood up and took off his jeans and I followed his example. Nora looked at his cock, then at mine, and her shyness evaporated rapidly. "How do you like it, baby," said Tony, standing very close to her and handling his cock so that it started to expand. "Are they big enough for you?"
"Lovely," the woman sighed, reaching out to touch his dick. "You weren't exaggerating before. Can I have a taste?"
"My cock is your cock," Tony said gallantly. She motioned for me to come closer and then got down on her knees between us. Her hand closed around my cock and her lips brushed along Tony's, softly, just getting her bearings. Tony winked at me and leaned against the bedpost, taking things easy while she warmed us all up to what was to come. We hadn't washed for several days and the odor of armpit spread through the room, but that only seemed to get her more excited. She nuzzled about in Tony's pubic bush while her hand kept jerking away at my cock, massaging it back to life. Her fingers knew all the right spots. Girls had tried to get me hard manually but usually they seemed intent only on ripping it out of my body. This woman explored, caressed, and teased in such a way that my cock reared up and quivered in anticipation for what was to follow.
After dousing Tony's cock with her wet mouth she switched things around and now it was my turn to get the full benefit of her soft, full lips. They pursed around my knob and pulsed about the tip for about a minute as if preparing for the descent. Then, when I least expected it, she went right down on me and took all of my eight inches into her mouth and throat! I felt my knees give way briefly under the pressure of that sucking, licking, delicious mouth of hers but then I recovered and made the best of it.
"Lovely!" she sighed, releasing our cocks and getting to her feet. "I can hardly wait to have them up me but I can't decide which to take first. Why don't you guys flip a coin while I take off my clothes."
I dug out the Canadian quarter and tossed for her. Tony won. I sat down on the bed and watched Nora take off her clothes. She did her best to hurry but her excitement got in the way so I went over to her to help. Her dress slipped down to the floor and left her standing there in bra and pants, the big pink kind, stretching tautly over her big cheeks. She let me undress her as if she were a little girl, and I started to work her up in the process. As soon as the bra was off both my hands closed over her big tits and kneaded them appreciatively, squeezing hard so that the flesh almost squished through my fingers, and rubbing my naked cock against those taut panties to give and get a foretaste of the real thing. It had been a long time since the last fuck for her. My cock slipped down between her thighs and pushed up into the crotch to find it soaking wet.
"Not much in the way of swinging going on in this town, right?" I observed. Nora nodded and her body grew tense as one of my hands ran down her belly to slip down her panties. Her pussy was a furry, plump, wet little creature that parted eagerly to admit an exploring finger into its runny valley. She leaned into me and rested her head on my shoulder while my hands squeezed her all over, and she might never have budged if Tony hadn't grown impatient. He ripped her panties off suddenly and grabbed her legs so I that I found myself carrying half of her while he closed her legs around his waist and started to push his cock into her dribbling cunt. Nora moaned her approval. Suspended between the two of us she surrendered utterly to that big cock slamming its way into her body.
Her weight was too much to carry for long, so I began to walk backwards to the bed. Tony followed the parade, his face tense and grim as he pumped his dick into her with his own characteristic style. Fast and hard, that was Tony. He left the subtleties to me. Once on the bed I held Nora in my arms, kneading her tits all the while, and half of her body was off the bed, her legs still around Tony's waist, watching him as he stood between them and fucked like an athlete.
"That's lovely!" she moaned, pulling him toward her with her legs each time he delivered a thrust. "How you fuck! Oh God, how you do fuck! You're so young, so strong, such a stud, fuck me, fuck me, I love it so much!" Her head rolled from side to side as if the impact of his mighty strokes were too much for her. Tony's hands were down on her pussy, groping and titillating her, and my hands squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. Wet, slurping sounds echoed through the seedy room, the bed groaned under our weight, and all of us were sweating profusely in the close, un-air-conditioned atmosphere. I could hardy wait for Tony to finish. My cock throbbed against her back, sliding back and forth as if to limber up for the main event. But Tony kept on going in spite of the fact that he hadn't fucked anyone for three or four days.
There was something utterly sexy about Nora. Even though she had too much flesh for her small frame, it was all distributed evenly and a lot of it went into her tits. They were big and full but very soft, as though they were only eight parts filled. Her nipples were hard as fingertips, though, and they seemed to be adrift on those flesh puddings, getting tossed from side to side as her body heaved and quaked in response to Tony's staccato fucking. Nora started to groan loudly now and her words came out in a jumble: "Stud, harder, fucker, drive it into my cunt, my cunt, MY CUNT, OH JESUS SAVE ME, FUCK MY CUNT, FILL IT, STUFF IT, GIVE IT ALL TO ME, FUCK ME YOU DIRTY BASTARD, HARDER, HARDER, OH GOD, OH GOD, NO, NO, STOP, NO NOOO-OOOOOOOOOOOHHH THAT'S LOVELY!!"
"Intermission," said Tony, pulling out the moment she finished yelling. I was aching to get my piece of her but he shook his head. "Give her a break. I feel like making this a two-part fuck."
"Please don't stop," she moaned helplessly. Tony pushed her over onto the bed and went over to the table to light cigarettes for both of us. We sat and smoked and watched Nora writhe about in her erotic daze. "Please, I beg you, do it some more. I love it and it's been so long. Please don't leave me now!"
"Don't want to spoil her," he said.
Nora grew desperate. She raised her legs high into the air and parted her pussy in an attempt to lure us back to it, and when she saw that we were too busy smoking she started to rub her clitoris rapidly. Obviously she was an expert masturbator. Her fingers titillated her clit, tugged at her labia, and ran about on the inside of her hole, all in one fluid motion until she dug her feet into the bed and raised her cunt up high so as to get her bunched fingers deep into it. She had forgotten about us. Her groans and the sound of squelching became like dueling banjos, going higher and faster. And Tony, who hated to see anyone leave him behind, put out his cigarette, ripped her fingers out of her cunt, and inserted his dick once more. Nora didn't mind.
Her legs grabbed him about the waist and her hands stayed near her cunt in case he decided to leave again. But Tony wasn't about to leave that warm, soft hole. "Come on," I said impatiently, "don't try to show off. You know you're a sudden-death fuck, just give it to her and let a lover in."
He didn't answer. Hunched over her, his legs spread apart, toes digging into the carpet, his breath whistling through his lungs, he drove his cock into that sloppy, sopping wet pussy with such force that Nora had to scrabble back to him now and then from the other side of the bed. Her face glowed with sheer pleasure even if she couldn't catch her breath. Her breasts slopped about wildly, the nipples riding the range, and her eyes were fixed on Tony's cock to watch as it pulled out, hovered, and slammed back into her so deep that their pubic bushes were clapped together. I sat by and rubbed my dick to keep it in readiness. Happy as Nora was, she'd no doubt appreciate a little more than my friend could give her.
Tony gave out a loud grunt and hoisted his sperm into her. He kept on fucking for as long as he could, his death throes so to speak, and it was easy to hear that these seconds would be super-sloppy. Tony pulled out and Nora cried: "Come on, honey, it's your turn now." She parted her pussy lips again, only this time a cascade of sperm ran out. It was a pretty sight but I knew it would be too loose to give me much of a thrill. Better to go for the tiny orifice underneath the distended one.
I stood by the side of the bed and lifted her legs high, dipped my dick into her runny cunt a few times, and just as she was surrendering again to the emotions that produced in her, I took my knob out of her cunt and aimed it at her asshole. She didn't understand what was going on at first but when I applied pressure she began to protest. "No, no not there! That's obscene, folks around here don't do that. Please, put it back into my pussy, it'll be happier there." She tried to pull away from me when she saw that I wasn't going to change my aim, and Tony had to come over to hold her down.
"You'll like it," I assured her. "Now just relax, take it easy, open up for daddy, that's a good girl." Her asshole contracted against my advances but the oiliness of my cock and the dollops of sperm that had dropped down to her anus made them irresistible. The head of my cock slipped inside suddenly, as if swallowed, and Nora started to squeal strangely. Tony sat on the bed beside her and stopped her from rolling out of the way.
"No, noooo!" she groaned. "I don't like it!. It hurts, it hurts! Please, Eric, I don't know if I'm going to come or shit!"
"You'll find out soon enough," I said, pushing my dick deeper into that tight, slightly moist passage. The erotic friction was immense. Her smooth flesh rubbed my cock so hard that I thought it would take the skin off it. Her struggling body wasn't helping. Each time she moved her asshole would provide my cock with new sensations, taking me up to the point where I would have to blow my lot. But that was out of the question. I couldn't take the risk of making her unhappy. So, controlling myself and working my dick right up her tight ass, I managed to give her a foretaste of what was to come. Her protests stopped abruptly and she looked at me wide-eyed as the slow, easy motion of my cock evoked brand-new feelings inside her.
Tony saw what the score was and let her go. Nora lay with her legs right back and supported her torso to peer at what was going on between her ass cheeks. She looked bewildered and happy, and whenever I gave her a good thrust her eyes grew glazed for a moment and her mouth opened wide to take in more air. To make sure she'd enjoy herself I had her hairy box in one hand, squeezing it rhythmically as I pushed my cock in her asshole. And it worked.
"That's too nice," she whispered, adjusting her position to get more of me up there. "I can't take it, I can't, it's too good, oh Eric, fuck me! I'm on fire, it hurts but it's beautiful to have your cock up my ass -- PUSH, PUSH, PUSH! OH JESUS, THAT HURTS! GET UP THERE, FUCK, PUSH, OH ERIC THAT'S LOVELY!" She had discovered the pleasures of getting flicked up the ass and now there was no stopping her. Her hands held her cheeks open, her legs rested on my shoulders, and she had managed to get a few pillows under her head so she could watch me better. Her eyes were fixed on my belly as it tightened with the effort of pushing my dick into her asshole at the required speed. My hands rubbed her cunt and caressed her cheeks absently. Everything in me focused on that little hole that had such a forceful grip on my cock. It was so tight, so warm and silky, with that little bit of moisture forming a film about my entering flesh, just enough to make my cock's progress smooth but not enough to ease the erotic friction. It was flesh against flesh and I felt as though I would come out second in this contest.
"I think I'm coming!" Nora gasped. "I'm not sure but... oh Jesus, yes, yes, yes, here it comes, Tony, Eric, hold me OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!" Saved by the cavalry. I slowed down while she was recovering from her outburst, just easing my dick in and out with short motions to keep us both on the active list. One more time, starting slow and building up to a vigorous crescendo. Norma was an easy mark now she understood the pleasures of an anal fucking. She wanted to come, helped me in every way and knew which direction to take. While my cock barged in and out of her ass she came and cried and dribbled and had a wonderful time in general before I released my wad and pulled out of her.
"Wow, that was like fucking a virgin," I said to Tony with a wink. He lit a cigarette for me and passed it over. Nora lay still, her big tits heaving alarmingly. She looked blotted out and when she finally sat up she looked more bewildered than anything else.
"If only you knew how long it's been," she said, shaking her head. "You boys have been wonderful to me. How can I repay your "Surprise us," said Tony.
"Stay here as long as you like," she whispered conspiratorially, "I keep the records so they'll never know. You can eat and drink all you want, I'll look after you... as long as you keep looking after me, of course."
"That seems lire a fair arrangement," I said.
"Just do me one favor before I leave," said Nora, looking greedily at our limp cocks. "I mean, you've been very good to me already, but there's something I've always wanted to do... will you both put your cocks into my mouth? Together?"
"Are you sure you won't get lockjaw trying to take in all this meat?" grinned Tony. "Well, if you're game, so am I. Come on, Eric, time to feed our friend."
She sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed us by our asses as we maneuvered our cocks into her wide open mouth. Because they were limp they fitted rather easily but only halfway. Nora seized upon them hungrily and started to suck and lick as best she could, uttering strange little noises all the while. Tony and I stood there with our arms about each other's shoulders, feeling a little silly in this position but also a little thrilled at having such a lustful woman eating us. Bit by bit our dicks expanded, hardened, and demanded more of her than she could give. But she kept trying even when it had become impossible to accommodate the two of us, and eventually she fitted both our erections in her mouth and held still while her body was in the process of climaxing.
Then she took my dick out and concentrated on Tony's while her hand kept mine hard. At this point Tony took the initiative. With an impatient move of his body he slammed his cock down her throat and grabbed her head with both hands to keep it still while he fucked her face. I thought Nora would die from excitement. She gasped and gagged but she was heroic about it, doing her utmost to keep up with Tony's surging desires. She kept her lips tightly about his cock, sucking on it while it rode down her throat and probed deeper than any cock ever had. Tony's face was grim, his mouth set, and I could tell he wouldn't stop until he had been satisfied, so I stepped out of the triangle and let Nora concentrate her energies on him. Her hands squeezed his ass and actually pulled him toward her while she labored to do his cock justice. I sat by her side and jacked off carefully, not wanting to spill the beans just yet.
Tony grew tense, his cock moved in and out of her faster, and their faces grew scarlet as their bodies struggled to keep up with their emotions. With a sudden jerk of his loins Tony hoisted his load down her throat, and then slowed down as Nora started to suck him off like a vacuum pump, getting all of his sperm out of his balls. They were both spent at the end of it. Tony staggered back to crash on his bed, Nora fell back and sprawled over mine. But my erection didn't care to see her resting. In one movement I had my cock in her mouth, lying on top of her to drive it down her throat.
Much to Nora's credit she rallied and actually gave me some help while I fucked her face. My belly slapped into her nose and face, my cock slithered into her spermy mouth, and for the moment I didn't care if she could survive this battering. Her tongue twisted about my knob, her spittle felt warm, bathing it and making her mouth sound like a slurping cunt. It was a moment of madness. I felt as though I was fucking a disembodied cunt, one that just happened to be lying on the bed, lips parted, ready to go. It didn't take me long to get off on that. Sperm burst loose, forcing the slit apart and filling her mouth. Now that suction pump was applied to me, swallowing me and draining me of what energies remained. At last I rolled off her and Nora got up, choking and spluttering, to get herself a drink of water and a breath of air.
"Thank you both very much," she said while she was getting dressed. "I had a great time. See you boys tomorrow night, all right?"
"On the dot," said Tony, giving her the thumbs-up signal. Nora smiled and waved us both goodbye, then left. I went into the shower and made it a cold one. A shave followed, I brushed my teeth, combed my wet hair, and when I was done Tony took his turn. Room service supplied cold beer and sandwiches. I opened the windows looking out on the main street and watched as a few of its citizens made their way homeward through the dusk. This was a quiet place filled with decent people who went to bed early so they'd be fresh for work the following day. I had never fully understood that way of life. Why not sleep at work so as to be fresh for play?
"I think she's charging us too much," Tony said when he emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped about his waist. His curly dark hair dripped over his shoulders. "Perhaps we can get a little extra out of her." He called the front desk and asked if we could get our clothes washed. Nora told him there was no such service but she would be glad to do it. "She told me to be sure and include our underpants," Tony said wryly when he hung the phone up. "That woman is a ravening pervert!"
A maid collected our clothes. She was fetching but Nora had drained us to the point where we didn't care. So she looked, and we looked away. A few hours later Nora brought our clothes back, washed and pressed. It was close to midnight and she had on a housecoat, and wore rollers in her hair. "Here you are, boys," she said cheerfully. "Is there anything else you want?" She let her housecoat fall open to reveal her buxom body, but we shook our head and claimed to be dead tired. "Oh well, if you change your mind I'll be in room 101. But be quiet if you come because the proprietor and his wife are right next door."
"You live in this place?" I asked.
"Sure, it saves me on rent and when you're single you don't need much more."
"How convenient." She left after urging us not to be shy. We got dressed and took a walk through the town at Tony's suggestion. He thought there had to be a way of rustling up some money somehow, but the more we walked the less likely it seemed. The pool hall closed at nine, the bars were like morgues, and the rest of the town was even less lively.
"We could be stuck here," I said when we headed back to the hotel. "Nora's not going to give us any cash, she wants to keep us around. And as broke as we are we can't leave."
"We could if we had to," said Tony. "But why bother? In a couple of days we'll have Nora eating out of the palms of our hands, she'll give us her life savings just to keep us happy. Don't worry, Eric, I have it all worked out." But he sounded depressed. "Anyway, let's go get some sleep. Things will look brighter during the day."
When we came back to the lobby of the hotel we found a different woman behind the desk. She was heavy and a bit older than Nora, and gazed at us grimly. "Yes, can I help you?" she asked.
"We're guests," said Tony, and we tried to get away quickly from her penetrating gaze. But she called after us to stop a minute while she checked that out. She found our names in the register but even that didn't satisfy her, and she asked for our receipt. "It's up in our room, you want to come up and see it?"
"Yes, I think I will." She locked the front door and followed us into the elevator. "I'm sorry to be putting you through this," she went on, "but this is my hotel and every now and then I have to check up on the employees to make sure they're doing their jobs. Ifs not an easy business to be in. Times are tough, money is tight." She went through the whole litany, and the more she chanted, the more worried we became. This woman was a bulldog who might well sniff out our little perk. We reached the front door and Tony fumbled with his key as long as he dared to. The woman didn't care. She was on the trail, nothing could take her off it.
"Now where is it?" said Tony, looking under his pillows, in the waste paper basket. "I know I put it down here somewhere. Jesus, one of the maids must have cleaned here already."
"That's impossible," the woman said firmly. She had closed the door and now stood in front of it with her hands on her hips, glaring at us as if we were naughty boys. "I suspected as much. Nora has a habit of letting young men in for nothing in exchange for a little fun. I suppose she did the same for you, am I right?"
"On the contrary!" I protested. "We pay our way, madam. I know we're poor but we're honest."
"I think I'll call the police," she said, turning to leave. Tony and I pounced on her at once. She was big and strong but no match for two desperadoes. Our experiences with the police had been consistently unpleasant, and the idea of spending another stretch in jail for vagrancy was enough to make us resourceful. "Let me go!" she shouted. "What do you think you're doing!"
"Get her pants down," Tony said, grabbing her in a half-Nelson. I parted her legs and undid her slacks quickly before she could retaliate. The big woman struggled but I managed to get her slacks off. The sight of black lace underwear reassured both of us. If she wore that kind of lingerie she at least hadn't lost interest in sex. I reached for her undergarment and zipped it down her big, strong legs to uncover a pussy that was big and rosy, hairy and full and, if I wasn't mistaken, gleamed slightly low down her slit.
If she was thrilled by our advances she gave no other sign of it. She threatened and cursed and glowered at me furiously as I ran one finger down the" slit of her pudgy pussy lips. "Rape, too," she warned, "that's really going to put you two away. Now let me go before its too late! I'll scream this place down if you touch me once more!" But she didn't scream and Tony started to fondle her tits, even though he maintained his tight hold on her. "You dirty bastards! Let me go, let me go! I don't want you pawing me! You can do that to Nora, she's a slut, but I'm a happily married woman!"
I took off my shirt and kneeled down between her legs to get a closer look at that splendid cunt. It was so big and fulsome, motherly somehow, that I couldn't resist at least one little lick. My tongue ran the full length of her slit, parting her labia to reveal the pink flesh below. She kept on cursing us out but her voice was less certain, quavering now and then as my tongue dug in deeper. I looked up at Tony and he winked at me, giving me the sign to go on. With pleasure. My tongue snaked down her valley and found it very wet indeed. When I got to her cunt hole a regular stream of juices flooded down my tongue, and as I sucked at her hole for more her voice cracked, broke and gave way to a high-pitched squeal of delight.
Tony let her go now and the big woman lay perfectly still whale I rubbed my face in her ample cunt. He undid her blouse and lifted her formidable tits out of her bra to squeeze and play with them. The woman didn't move. Even when my tongue eased way up her cunt hole she made no move to help or join in with the fun. But we didn't need her just then. Tony played with her tits as if he was making mudpies, and I drank her tart, tasty juices down with especial relish. I thought her cunt was the finest rd seen in months, so big and plump, so generous in giving out its nectar, covered in such a thick bush of hair and smelling so good! I fingered it and licked it and rested my face an inch back from it to gaze deep into its pink, ragged flesh.
"The police will get you for this," she whimpered. "I'm going to tell them. And I'm going to get my husband, too, he's got a shotgun and he'll shoot your asses off. But don't stop, I love it, I'm going to get the police, I love it!" Tony and I exchanged worried glances. This woman wasn't altogether sane. We could satisfy her but we couldn't be sure she'd be grateful. Still, that was a later worry. Tony sucked on her tits and I buried my face in her cunt, sticking my tongue up her gripping hole to lap at her most secret parts. Her big body began to undulate involuntarily, sharp jerks of her hips and overall twisting followed by deep sighs and moments of calm. It didn't take much to make her come but to make her come terminally was another story. Tony and I worked her over until he was sweating and my face felt sore from eating her. And still she went on coming, relaxing, threatening us, coming some more, a big, insatiable schizoid!
While eating her I took off my shoes and jeans, and suddenly, when the time was right, I got up and shoved my dick into that splendid cunt, filling it with my hot meat in a flash. She opened her eyes wide and stared at me in disbelief. "Now the police will have the evidence!" she cried in a girlish tone of voice. "You're gone, boy! Oh God, that feels good!"
My erection was a jaded one. It was hard and true but there wasn't much feeling in my cock, the kind of hard-on that'll go as long as your back holds out. With it firmly implanted in her, I started to fuck with long, regular strokes. The woman seemed to like that a lot. At last she made a gesture that indicated her approval. Her hands reached for Tony's cock and fumbled with his fly until he took off his jeans and presented his hard cock to her to do with as she pleased. She grabbed hold of it and dragged him over toward her until his dick was between her lips. Tony looked very worried but he never could resist a blow job. And the woman wasn't that crazy that she'd bite him. While I fucked her she began to suck him off with more than usual ability.
Tony blew well before I was through. She lay back and rolled his sperm about in her mouth before swallowing it, then gave herself over to me. My cock was hard, irrevocably, and I plowed it into her with harder strokes, speeding up and driving her over the brink with rude, shoving deliveries. Her nipples stuck up from her watermelon tits like bullets, her face was flushed a deep red, and her voice was so high now that I could hardly hear it. But I did gather that she still had every intention of sicking her husband and the police on us when we were done. I fucked her harder, driving my cock in at such a rate that her juices splattered over our thighs and it sounded for all the world as if I was churning butter. Her cunt grew loose, flabby, and it slopped about my cock like a loose glove, massaging me into a state that was near-critical. I pulled out and motioned for Tony to take over. He couldn't get it up but his bunched fingers shoved into her vacated cunt hole and she didn't notice the difference.
"Stop, stop!" she cried, rolling her head from side to side. "I can't take anymore! Please, have mercy, I won't tell anyone, only my husband! Let me go! Oooooooohhhh... OH, OH, OH, AAAAAAHHRHH!! Enough, oh Jesus, you're killing me!" She gibbered on. When Tony got tired of stirring her cunt up he pulled out and let me climb on board again. I was wrecked but my cock insisted on standing to attention. In and out, battering her cunt with my obstinate piece, fucking her from one level of gibberish to the next. Tony squeezed her tits painfully hard and gave her a finger to suck on just to shut her up. And I fucked, fucked, fucked, going until I thought she was skinning my cock.
When I came it was like waving the white flag. A feeble spurt and that was it. But when I struggled to my feet I noticed she was sound asleep. Her big body was relaxed, her broad face beamed, and soft snores resounded. "We'd better get out of here before she comes to," said Tony, handing me my jeans. "That woman's pilot light went out a long time ago."
"You're right as always." We took the cigarettes and used the stairs to go down. There was no one at the desk. Out of curiosity we checked the cash drawer and found about ten dollars in single notes. "That isn't going to get us far," I complained. "Where do you think they keep the rest?"
"Right next to the proprietor's shot gun, probably," said Tony. He looked around and spotted a couple of ten-dollar bills pinned up to the wall, obvious fakes but he took them anyway. "You never know when these might come in handy," he remarked grimly. The pickings were very slim. Even the cigarette machine resisted all attempts at aborting a couple of packets from its womb. We could have broken it open but neither of us wanted to cut it too fine. That big woman might wake up at any moment, be overcome by remorse, and then we'd have shotguns and sheriffs to contend with. We left the hotel and walked out of town using the back streets. From experience we knew how the cops liked to patrol main streets, looking for a stranger with whom they might divert themselves.
"Well, here we are, cars!" Tony yelled when we reached the freeway. "Come and get us!"
The answer was silence. A couple of trucks roared by us, but the rest of America seemed to be sleeping. "Think of all those rich women in L.A. going hungry while we're standing by the side of the road," I said sarcastically. "Do you think they'll wait for us, Tony?"
"I can feel them calling us," he said, "my antenna is abuzz! Come on cars, take us where those rich pussies are!" Always optimistic. But we spent the night by the side of the road before we got our first ride.