Chapter 10

Early in the afternoon I stopped in to see how the sheriffs nephew was progressing with my car. If in fact he had decided to work on Sunday and get me on the road as soon as possible. I half hoped he wouldn't be there, and I also hoped he would be finished.

As it turned out, neither hope was fulfilled.

He was there, elbow-deep in the innards of my valves.

"She'll be fine," he said, his voice muffled by the motor block. "Just some adjustments, is all."

The girls had been sitting in the shade of the oak tree when I came inside. Astra was in their midst, strumming her guitar. I had waved to them and they all waved back, even Meredith. She had probably relaxed now that she knew I'd be on the road soon. Also, now that she had let me see her tits, she thought I would be missing them all summer. And because she had seen and supposedly rejected my cock, even though it was not hard at the time. None of that mattered to me, because I planned to stay the night anyway and use every minute I could working on her. I was close to completing my plan. The girls had no customers at all but they did not seem to mind. The only car at Ernie's Gas Station was June's father's Buick The girls didn't mind not having business apparently; they were doing their part for the flowering of their city. If they had no customers, it certainly wasn't because they failed to display enough feminine flesh. Before I came inside the garage, I counted all twelve long, slim, tanned legs. I counted the bare arms, the different colors of the heads.

I handed the nephew a few wrenches when he needed them, and a feeler gauge, but in general I felt pretty useless hanging around his shop. I could have tuned the damn motor myself, but I did not have oil, or a grease gun, or a feeler gauge, so I was content to let him do it all. I just hated to hang around feeling useless.

Finally I said, "How about I come back in a couple hours?"

"Fine, I'll be done then. I'll have a beer with you. I want to talk about how my uncle runs his jail. I'd like some inside information because I'm thinking about running for his job next election."

I laughed at that idea. The nephew wasn't more than a year older than me. The idea of him running kids in for swimming naked in pools too close to the highway was insane.

"Good luck," I said.

I went out the door and straight across the street

The girls waved again and I waved back, but they did not seem to be waving from happiness at seeing me. Most of them got to their feet. June jumped up first and ran a few feet toward me. As I got closer, they all seemed to be worried about something.

June ran toward me, her hands waving at her sides. She ran funny, like a girl, her legs flashing under her shorts, remembered her cunt and her little excitements as my cock had slipped into her. "Oh, Tim," she called. "Tim, Tim."

They all looked like something disastrous had happened. Except for Meredith. Meredith hung back a little, no doubt surprised at how her girls were all flustering over me. She was probably realizing for the first time that I had had every one of them.

I thought they were all teasing and I laughed. I grabbed June and spun her around. Bonnie reached out for me and I pulled her in against me, then gathered Kathy and Anne in the other arm. I'd have held onto Astra as well but I could not have managed with her guitar in the way.

June cried, "Oh, Tim, stop it, stop, will you."

Finally I let them all go. They were half laughing and half serious. "What's up?" I asked. "What's going on?"

June said, "It's my father, Tim. My father knows you're still in town."

If there had been something to hide behind more substantial than their firm little bodies I'd have gotten behind it. "Where is he?"

"He's driving all over town looking for you."

"How did he find out I'm still here?"

Astra said, "I don't know, but he's on the rampage and when June's father is on the rampage, watch out."

June, the sheriffs daughter, had the answer. "All the boarding houses submit lists every Saturday of who they rent rooms to. It's so my father can know who's in town and who isn't. He likes to keep track of the transients. You're name turned up on Mrs. Harmony's list and he spotted it this morning."

I started to ask something about that but it slipped my mind. My own safety right then seemed more important than detective work. "Does he know my car's in his nephew's garage?"

"No," June said, "or he'd have been waiting there. Look, you can't stand out here with us in case he drives by. You've got to get under cover somewhere."

My own head started working, but slowly. The girls hovered around me like a covey of quail, fluttered and excited. "I can't go back to the garage," I said, "in case he remembers about my car." I began to see myself in jail again, my forest lookout job going to somebody else somebody they could trust. The only bright spot was that I would probably have another session with June's mother, but that didn't seem reason enough to go to jail.

Meredith came up with the suggestion. "June," she said, "put him in your father's car. He can stay in there until his is ready, then he can get going fast."

They all thought that was a good idea. I didn't think much of it myself. I hardly wanted to spend the next couple hours cooped up alone on the floorboards of the sheriff's Buick, even if it was carpeted. But the excitement of the girls and their concern that I would be caught again was infectious and I caught it.

June drove the Buick under the tree and I climbed in to the back seat. I got horny climbing in where she and I had had such a nice time, but this hardly seemed like the occasion to start anything funny.

Meredith asked, "Do you still have stuff at Mrs. Harmony's?"

"Yes." I told her about my little bags and about the stash of travelers' checks I had hidden behind the Venetian blinds. She sent Kathy and Bonnie to pick it up for me and tell Mrs. Harmony that I wouldn't be back.

I rolled the window down so I could talk to the girls, but they all insisted I roll it back up. They talked it over and decided the best way to disguise the fact that I was hiding in the car was to wash it. "We can keep it covered with suds until Kathy and Bonnie get back and his car is ready."

They all thought that was a terrific idea. I gave them all a feeble wave and I looked intently at Anne's midsection and her tits; I saw Astra's tits jiggling so slightly under her silk scarf; I looked at Meredith's tight skin over her chest, between her tits, before the first batch of soap hit the window. Then in seconds they had the whole damn car covered, the windows blanked out. They soaped and rinsed, soaped and rinsed, over and over, until I thought they were going crazy.

I began to look around in the car. It was plenty big enough. I began to be comfortable. I stretched out, my fingers laced behind my head.

Soon the back door on the side away from the street opened. Astra looked inside. "How are you doing?"

"Okay," I said. "But it's awful quiet in here."

I thought she was going to offer me a Coke or something.

Instead," she hopped inside and closed the door behind her. "Let's see if we can liven things up then."

In the second before things soaked through my thick head, I asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Don't say anything," Astra said. "We made a rule that you can't say anything." She kneeled on the seat beside me. Her knees were white but the tight flesh over her thighs was tanned a golden shade. I could see her faint blond hairs on her legs, fine and silky. If she was lucky they would never be so thick she would have to shave them. I ran my palm over her thighs, barely brushing the sensuous hairs.

"All right," I agreed. "I won't say another word."

"Is that your promise?"

"That it is." I closed my lips to prove it to her.

With that she laughed like a kid and quickly stripped out of her cutoffs. I was amazed with the speed with which she got them down and off. And just as suddenly she was kneeling on the seat, her body bent so she would not bump against the roof of the car, and she pulled my face into her muff. I didn't plan to say another damn word. I was through talking.

I caught her ass with both hands, passed my fingers down through her crack, and when I got to the back of her thighs I tugged her legs apart and slid my hands around her inner thighs. Her odors rose quickly to my nostrils but I liked it. I opened my mouth again, thinking that was allowed since I had no intention of saying anything. I rubbed her soft sex with my teeth, up and down over her mound, getting her short hair in my mouth and caught between my teeth. I stuck out my tongue and licked her, the tip flicking down against the front of her cunt.

I left my fingers playing against her inner thighs and kissed up from her cunt in a straight line over her hairy mound along the fine hair that grew from her cunt over her thin, firm belly to her navel. I slurped my tongue into it, plunged in like a cock on fire, squeezing her mound against my body at the same time.

Then I let go with my hands to reach her ass. I cupped her cheeks and pulled her down onto the seat on her back. Her legs parted naturally and then Astra was flat on her back, her gentle eyes watching me as her hands held my shoulders. I opened her vulva with my thumbs and dove down into her snatch with my mouth.

She wriggled to help my tongue find the right place. She pushed her cunt up into my face, held her ass tight off the seat. My tongue fucked against her clit, strove hard to trace all of its firm outline back into her cunt, then lapped the pink, frothing sides. I tried to lick her out, clean up all the juices that were flowing from her, but she poured them out faster than I could lick. I wiped my face and mouth against her vulva, against her hairy mound, against her thighs and up to her belly button again, back down against the clenched cheeks of her ass, smearing her with her own juices.

She loved it. She moaned and tossed her hips from side to side.

When my hands left her ass to find her tits and squeeze them under her silk scarf, roll the nipples back and forth, press her tits back against her ribs, Astra came hard. And long. Her body was racked with its orgasms. Her veins constricted as she became ready, and when it began her veins opened wide and the flow of backed-up blood gushed through her lower body, tearing her mind away. Her thighs gripped my head like in a vise. I held onto her body to let her know we were still together, that I had hold of her and she was safe, my hands holding the handles of her tits, my tongue and mouth holding and sucking against the gash of her sex. She threw herself against the car seat in her ecstasy, banging her body as if the rush of blood was too hot for her to stand.

I turned her loose and let her fall limply to the seat Her legs flopped open, her cunt and thighs soaked and shining with her liquids. She opened her eyes to look at me. She had gone limp as if she had been knocked cold.

I pushed down my pants. I had an impression of the window on the side away from the street becoming clear of soap. I thought a girl's face was looking in at us. I did not bother to see which girl it was.

Holding my cock with two fingers, I laid the head against Astra's cunt and it slipped easily inside on her greased skin, long and hard into her velvet glove of a cunt.

She came alive as she felt it slipping into her. Her bare legs wrapped my hips, rode up and down on my sides as we fucked. Her mouth fell open, searched for mine. Our lips came together and my mouth plunged as hard against her mouth as it had against her cunt. We grasped each other and I felt her coming again, tiny orgasms passing along the walls of her cunt as her legs clenched hard and tense against my hips. Her bare feet held onto my ass, seemingly to try to push me further into her.

My cock had come up fast, not starting until I had my tongue in her. Now it felt as big around as my forearm and just as stiff. The head seemed to mushroom like a fist opening into a spreading hand.

Astra was so small and fragile looking it seemed the head of my cock would bump against her heart. She held onto my body, pumping fast with her thighs, pulling orgasms out of her body as if she had to store them somewhere against a future where she might not get any more She seemed to enjoy fucking a stranger, though I could hardly be called that now. My body kept fucking her, but my mind strayed across the street to where the nephew worked on my car. I hoped he was taking his time and not hurrying on my account.

Astra started biting my ear. I pulled the cheeks of her ass apart as if I would plunge my balls into her asshole I tried hard enough. If I could have gotten in there, too I would have. I decided to start riding her up to an orgasm of my own, though I was not sure yet that I wanted to shoot my wad. A wave passed over me but I held onto myself. I'm not sure why I held back. I think I wanted to fuck more and was not sure how much I would be able to get so I figured I should ride Astra as far as I could. I began some long strokes in and out of her, pulling my rod out almost to the end before plunging hard back into her. She started throwing her crotch at me to catch my downward plunges. It began to feel like my resolve to hold back would not last long. My cock got bigger.

The car door was thrown open. Savagely, if the word could be used. I ducked my head. I thought Sheriff Anderson had me for sure.

It was Meredith. She looked at my ass throwing it into Astra and said, "All right, Astra, out of there."

Astra came out of her daze. She looked upside down at Meredith and tried to nod her head. "I'm coming, Meredith. I'm coming."

I laughed at her choice of words and gave her cunt a final thrust. My cock felt like it was a foot long, at least.

Meredith said, "I know you're coming, Astra, damn it Out of there. Come on, before we turn the hose on you."

Astra pulled herself off my cock. It did not flop between my legs but stood shining proudly out of my crotch. I sat back on my heels, stark naked, and grinned at Meredith. She looked quickly at my cock, then tried to look up at my face but her eyes kept straying back to my cock. "You stay there," she said to me.

She held the door like a patient mother waiting for a pokey child. Astra pulled her cutoffs over her pretty legs, up over her bush and her ass. She buttoned them, then climbed put of the car. "You were just in time," she said to Meredith.

"I thought so." Meredith held the door open.

I kept sitting there on my heels, my cock pointing up at the car roof. Meredith looked at me. She looked at my balls in their tight sack. I asked, "Meredith, you want to come in?" I thought I had made it. I thought she was going to get in.

"June?" Meredith called. "You ready?"

June looked in the open door. She touched Meredith's bare waist. June had never seen me naked either since we had fucked in semi-darkness, but she at least knew that my cock would fit in her cunt so she did not get nervous. She seemed to like what she saw. She climbed inside and Meredith closed the door and began soaping the window.

June took off her T-shirt and began to unfasten her bra.

When she got it off, I looked at her tits. They were firm but small, and rose off her young chest like fresh buds. As she unbuttoned her cutoffs, her breasts were caught between her upper arms and pushed together. The nipples seemed to reach toward me.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"You're not supposed to talk," she said. "That's the rule."

I remembered Astra's admonition then. "Okay."

The window was soaped again. June and I were in a protective shell inside our fuck-mobile, only this time light came through the soapy windows and we could see each other clearly. It was better this way.

She did not have a lot of pubic hair, but what she did have was gathered thickly around her cunt. She slipped her cutoffs from around her ankles and dropped them on the carpeted floor.

I held her head and tried to ease her mouth down on my cock. I had tasted her but she had not had the pleasure, or the experience, of tasting a man. I thought it would be good for her to start with me, otherwise it might take her years to get up the courage.

She resisted, but she did wrap one cool hand around my stiff shaft. "No, not yet," she said. "I think I'll do that ... I want to ... but not ... not yet. I don't want to do that... well, after you were in Astra."

To show that I understood, I kissed her mouth. As I did so, I slipped one hand between her legs and caught one thigh. I pulled her crotch up over me. She kneeled on the seat as I sat between her legs.

Holding me with both hands, she directed my cock straight up and she eased the head between her cunt Lips and sat slowly gently down on me until she had taken the whole prick up into her. Her eyes opened when her thighs were resting on mine. She looked at my mouth, my nose, my eyes. She ran her fingers through my hair, kissed my forehead, and when my hands held her ass and began pumping her softly up and down she kissed my lips.

I might have come in her right then, but I was beginning to catch on to the game. I wanted to save my fucking. I wanted to save it for later.

Because of the position of our bodies, I was able to fuck deeper into June than I had the other night. She accepted me easily, her cunt expanding to take me. I had done a good job on her and she was willing for more. She had not been turned off by her first fuck and was young and eager, like a rabbit just learning. I caught her tit in my mouth and sucked on the nipple, let it go and caught the other. I opened my mouth wide and took her whole breast in my mouth, sucked the nipple against my throat and felt her cunt begin a series of rhythmic clutchings against my cock, from the head to the root She hissed, "Oohh, oh, uuuhhhh, that's, Tim, that's enough, Tim." She raised herself off me, lifting her left leg.

She slipped down to the carpeted floor between the seats. Her hands circled my shaft. She moved over between my legs and knelt there, her tits caught on the seat pushed up so the nipples looked up at me. She studied my cock for a long time as if she wanted to see far back through its slitted eye into my balls at the pools of my come. Then she kissed its wet head. Her lips pressed the underside. She twisted the shaft with her hands, rubbed the soft head around her lips, over her chin, her cheeks. She touched her nose with it and smelled her own odors. She touched it against her eyes, brought it down the length of her pretty nose and when it was under her lips again she opened her mouth.

As the head slipped inside past her lips, came against her licking tongue, her wet cheeks, her soft green eyes looked up at me. I lay my head back against the seat looked down over my own body at her. She kept her hands around the shaft until her lips came in contact with her fingers, then she slipped her hand lower on me and took more cock in her mouth.

It was marvelous inside there. She touched me once or twice with her teeth but quickly learned the technique and raised herself further on her knees so her face was more directly over me. Her lips closed tight and her throat began to suck. She could no longer keep her eyes open. They closed softly, making her face look even sweeter, more virginal. My cock was the first in her cunt, now was the first in her mouth. I thought of fucking her in the ass? but did not really mind leaving that spot to some other lucky guy. My prick had never been in an ass. While June sucked, I started thinking about her little ass, how the twin handfuls were just right, and I imagined my rod shoving up between those cheeks an inch at a time until it was buried all the way up her. I started wanting to do it.

My hips began pumping up from the car seat. I didn't will them to do so, they just did.

I started fucking June's mouth as if it was her ass. I held her face as if it was the checks of her ass. I watched most of my shaft disappear up in her mouth, emerge again as I pulled out and she raised her head. I watched it disappear as she stuffed it into her cheeks again, wrapped it with her tongue, sucked the head into her throat. Her cheeks puffed in and out as she sucked. She treated it like a straw and she wanted the berry at the bottom of the shaft but it was too big to suck through the straw. She sucked harder, her head shaking from side to side as if she was a female dog worrying a bone.

The first few drops of my semen shot into her mouth. My orgasm relaxed before mounting again. She felt me subside and gave my shaft a great squeeze with both hand, sucked once hard on the head, then took her mouth off me.

She grinned, her bright green eyes shining. June loved cock. She was going to be terrific with every guy she would be willing to go down on. She was going to be a fine fucker. I felt down her back to the round swelling of her ass. I lifted her up. She kissed my mouth hard. I licked her lips. I tried to lay her onto her back so I could slip my cock into her cunt but she pulled herself away.

"That's enough, Tim," she said. "It was almost too much. Wait now."

To make sure I did not get her down on her back, she opened the door. Meredith was waiting there. "Okay June?" she asked.

"Everything's fine," June said. She pulled on her T-shirt while I watched, rather grimly, my cock throbbing, as her smooth back disappeared as the T-shirt come down I caught a flash of her dark pubic bush as she wiggled into her cutoffs. She stood outside the car to button them after looking both ways for traffic.

I suppose I should have been glad she got when she did. If her sheriff father had come along and found my cock in his daughter's mouth he might have shot me on the spot, or worse, cut off my dick.

"Meredith," I said, starting to say something, I don't know what.

She swung the door shut. Soap hit the window again and I was by myself again.

By myself, that is, with my erection. I sat on the seat and it stood on my lap. I thought of jacking off. But hadn't done that for a long time and it did not seem exactly necessary to start yet I'd have plenty of time for that at the mountain lookout if I ever made it up there.

Before I had much of a chance to think of anything Kathy opened the door and climbed inside. By this time, I knew enough not to say a word. But, I thought, this time by damn I'd get my cookies off. I would not wait for Kathy to have her orgasms. I would not wait for pleasure to rack her body. This time I would take my own pleasure and shoot her full. To hell with whatever kind of game they were playing. I wanted to come and I didn't care if it was in a mouth, a cunt, or an ass. I would have settled for an arm pit. My balls were beginning to get sore.

"We got your stuff," Kathy said.

"Did you put it in the garage?"

"Don't you know," she said, "that you are not supposed to talk? Can't you follow rules?" "What are the rules?"

"Be quiet and you'll find out." While she talked, she unzipped her shorts and pushed them off her legs. By now Kathy was an experienced fucker, having had her four guys and then last night me in my bed. She was the only one of the five California girls I had had in my bed and because of that I had tender feelings toward her, so I obeyed and stopped talking.

"We put everything in your car," she said. "Even the travelers' checks. Mrs. Harmony said to tell you you were a fine guest and you are welcome back any time. She said she didn't even mind that you fucked her daughter, that her daughter needs it once in awhile."

I shook my head. My cock stood straight and hard and long.

Kathy licked its head, her hair brushing my thighs. "I've never fucked dog fashion," she said. "Come on."

I placed my hands around her waist and lifted her to her knees on the seat. The Buick was roomy and plush but it was still a little cramped fucking that way. I kneeled behind her, my cock in my hand, while she pushed her ass toward me, spreading her legs slightly.

I didn't need to touch her cunt with my fingers. It was already wet. I rubbed the head of my dick against her vulva, lubricated it with her juices, then found her hole and began to lean on it She reached between her legs with one hand, circled my shaft as it slid into her, and as she circled my dick with her first finger and her thumb she cradled my balls in the rest of her hand. I slid home, going mi until my pubic bone was against her ass hole.

Fucking like that was very nice. I was grateful for her suggestion. The few times Kathy turned my balls loose I felt them swinging back and forth as I dove in and out of her cunt. I held her with just my palms resting on her hips. I pulled my own hips back until my cock was almost free of her vulva, then I eased it back into her, her cunt sucking at it on all sides as the nub popped in and their the shaft started its slide along the wet walls. Farther than I could see up in her, I went, my blind eye trying to find the depth of Kathy so I could shoot my come to her heart But she squirmed back against my balls, pulled on them, her asshole rubbing my pubic hair, and my prick kept its eye closed. Suddenly I felt like I did not even want to come.

I felt like I wanted to simply keep fucking like this all summer. If Meredith was willing to climb in later, I wouldn't not even want to come in her either but would simply start all over with Astra again. I began pacing myself very slowly because I was beginning to suspect that this whole game was going to end with me and Meredith alone in this car.

At last I slid both hands around Kathy's hips and took hold of her mound. I ran my fingers through her thick hair, hooked the middle finger of my right hand in the front of her snatch and stroked her clit, feeling at the same time the bottom of my cock sliding in and out of her. I almost made myself come like that but the wave passed like the others as soon as I took my hand away, grabbed Kathy's thighs, the backs of my hands pressing her mound, and I made her come that way.

She groaned and gasped as I thrust harder and harder against her.

She cried once, "Don't come, Tim," as I pushed my cock as far up her cunt as I could and held it there, let it swell and puff and fill her cunt. I stroked it back and forth twice and plunged it far up her again and held tight, pulling her down against me as her body shuddered up and down on me, as she ground her ass into me as if to suck me into her cunt

As soon as her orgasm passed she pulled herself off my cock.

"Did you come?" she asked, looking worried. She stared at my stiff, red member but saw only her own juices on it and none of my own.

"Can't talk, remember?"

"Oh." She kissed me. "I guess you didn't. You're very good, aren't you? It's still hard as a rock," she said, as she touched the sides. I rubbed it against her bush. "Who's next?" I asked.

"Don't talk. Bonnie. We drew straws for turns."

I kept pressing the head of my dick against her cunt. "I wish I had you in bed again."

She touched my lips with her fingers, but I kept talking.

"If I had you in bed again, I'd fuck your mouth. I'd fuck your cunt. I'd fuck your ass. I'd cover you with so much come that you'd be so slick I couldn't hold on to you."

"Stop, stop, stop it or I'll put you back inside me. I want you to come in me. I want to feel that again."

"You will," I said. "You have a boyfriend?"

"Yes." She smiled as I rubbed my cock over her stomach. I touched her tits with it and brushed it across her lips. She caught the head with her mouth, then let it go.

"Is he nice?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Do you fuck him?" "I never have."

"If you like him, why don't you fuck him tonight?" "I think he's a virgin."

"Take him to a motel. Drive thirty miles down the coast and rent a room. Teach him what you already know. He'll be glad you did and you'll have a great night Virgin boys are always glad to get fucked by a girl who knows her way around."

"He thinks I'm a virgin, too."

"So what. Tell him you're doing what comes naturally. You don't have to tell him anything else until he's old enough to understand. Let him think he's doing the leading, but that you know the destination."

"I will," she said firmly. "Well do it tonight. Thanks, Tim. He and I have been in each other's pants for over a month. I've jacked him off and he's made me come with his fingers, but we've both been afraid to fuck. And I've been too nervous to let him know I'm not a virgin. I like him a lot."

"Believe me, Kathy, after tonight he won't care if you're a virgin or not. If you take him to bed, he won't want anybody but you."

Kathy pulled her clothes on and started to get out of the car, but all the talking had made my erection start to droop so she took me into her mouth and sucked on it until it was back up to full stand. She didn't want Bonnie who came next, to think she had gone too far with me. She didn't want Bonnie to think she had lost control.

I did not understand why none of them wanted me to come, but I did not care too much. The ache in my balls had become a dull throb and I thought I couldn't stand it. I only hoped Sheriff Anderson did not come along too soon. After I was finished with whatever plan the girls had made for me, I did not mind I'd care if he did catch me. I wouldn't even have cared if he threw away the key.

Bonnie was grinning as she climbed inside. Her bleached hair fell over her shoulders as she stripped off her pants in the privacy of our cubicle. She pulled her father's undershirt over her head.

"Bonnie," I said, "can I at least talk to you?"

"No." She flashed her teeth as her nipples popped into view. "You can't talk to me, either. That's the deal." She pushed on my chest. "Lie down."

All right, I thought. What did I have to lose.

I lay down on my back. My knees stuck in the air. Bonnie knelt between my legs. I looked at her cunt hair and saw them gather along her lower lips as she parted her legs to move her knees. By now the inside of the car was reeking of sex and fuck. I hoped June would have a chance to air it out before the sheriff took his nice wife Bea for a spin around town.

Bonnie wasted no time. "I've been wanting to get back to you for a long time. You go along with me and I'll take good care of you. Have I taken good care of you so far?"

Looking down my naked body at her, I saw her tits bobbing around under where her long hair fell toward my thighs. I nodded my head.

She lifted my dick with gentle fingers. She rested on her elbows between my legs, her forearms against my thighs, her face over my belly. She slipped my dick into her mouth. I held her by her bleached hair and once again did mot give a damn about any of the girls who came later. I didn't care if I fucked Meredith or Anne or anybody before or since. Bonnie started sucking on my cock, fondling my balls, pressing against the root that lead back to my ass. My hips started flinging my cock up into her mouth, up and up and up. She moved her head from side to side, twisting my cock, her lips circling the shaft, sliding up and down on it, saliva pouring down along the part she could not stuff inside her. Her tongue pushed against the head, circled the nub, her cheeks grabbed at it trying to hold it still as I pulled back and pushed forward.

My come seemed to gather in my balls and stop there, building force, waiting another second, another second. I thrust my hips at Bonnie's face, fucked her mouth deep. She held me tight with her lips, one hand grabbing my shaft, the other my balls. I held her head tight, held it still, and the barriers were taken away and my semen spurted out of me.

Her head jerked a little with each shot. She swallowed me. She sucked the flow out of me, squeezed along my cock to get it all.

When I was finished she lifted her head and showed me her open mouth. It was full of my come. I pulled her along my stomach, laughing with relief, and kissed her, stuck my tongue in against my own come and helped her clean her mouth. Then I kissed her eyes.

After that, I lay her on her back and ate her cunt. I had wanted to before and was glad for the opportunity now. My cock was limp for the first few moments, but as I stroked my tongue along her clit, dove in and out of her cunt, it started to rise again. Bonnie got her rocks off when I had my tongue in her vagina, my nose against her clit, one of my hands squeezing her left tit and my other hand probing her ass while I tried to get three fingers into her instead of two. She liked having my fingers in her ass. I started thinking about fucking her there when she pulled herself away and started putting her pants on.

"Bonnie," I said, "I want to fuck you." I wanted to fuck her ass, not her cunt, but I did not tell her that

She kissed me, but kept dressing. "I don't want it. I've had your come twice in my cunt Now, once in my mouth."

I looked regretful, thinking she would regret having let her friends down.

"Don't look so sad. I wanted to make you come. I wanted it that way. Meredith plans to be the last one in here and she wanted to teach you a lesson by not letting you come. She was going to be the last and she doesn't plan to let you come either. But I know you'll come with her. I want you to fill her up. But it would be better, I figured, if you had come at least once before fucking her. I think you'll give her a better fucking if it's your second or third coming, instead of your first."

I kissed her mouth, ran my hand over her tight cutoffs between her legs. "Thanks, Bonnie. If I was around here all the time, I think you and I would have some very good times."

"I know we would," she said, tapping my stiff prick on its head. "Now you be good to Anne. And take care of Meredith when she gets in here. For Pete's sake, she could use a good fuck."

Anne was kind of shy, about climbing inside. She tried to look at me sitting there naked, with a hard-on. She had seen me that way before, only a few hours ago in fact but she still seemed like a virgin. I decided to go as far as I could with her. I had not been satisfied with the fuck I gave her in the morning. What virgin wanted to lose her cherry standing up? I'd never heard of such a thing. I determined to make up for it.

When the door was closed and the window soaped again, Anne shyly took off her T-shirt and cutoffs. She folded them neatly and lay them on the floor. She looked at me, unsure of what we were to do. Her tits were small and she sat with her hands folded over her crotch so I couldn't see her cunt hair.

"Lie down," I said.

"You're not supposed to talk."

"Lie down. You'll do exactly as I tell you to do. All the other girls have." "They have?"

"Fuck, yes. You don't think they've been doing things to me, do you? It's the other way around. I fuck you, not you me."

She lay down and did not say another word. She did moan a lot, and during her fourth or fifth orgasm she seemed to cry a word that sounded like fuck or suck or cock. Maybe she was trying some new words out on her voice box. But I cared nothing for her voice box.

I parted her knees, lifted her hands from her cunt box, and licked down her firm thighs. I tingled all her fine hair that led into it. She had a good healthy growth of hair around her cunt and the pink slit opened naturally for me to tell me that it had sense enough to want me even if Anne's brain was hesitating. I plunged my face into her fresh cunt and she tried at first to pull me out, but my tongue found her places first She stopped pulling at my head. Her hands, within seconds, rested on the back of my head, pressing me inward.

I made her come with my tongue and my lips. Then I lay up along her body, my hips between her spread legs, and I eased my prick into her. It slid past her shredded maidenhead, her cunt spreading easily, wanting me, hoping for me. Anne came again before I was all the way in her. As I pumped back and forth she came again, sighing each time, moaning, grabbing my balls, my ass, raking my kidneys with her bare heels, scratching my back with her fingers, pulling my hair. She wanted to feel my come shooting off in her again. She didn't care a damn right then for Meredith's silly game of revenge. She wanted me again, badly.

She threw her loins up at me fast, pumping and pumping and pumping. I thought how this was the second time she had had a cock up in her. I thought how the first had been mine, also. I thought what a sweet, lithe, gym instructor kind of girl she was, athletic, strong-legged. One of those legs pushed hard against the interior wall of June's father's Buick, the other was hooked by the heel over the front seat. Anne grunted as she fucked up at me.

Holding the cheeks of her ass, I forgot everything that was going on. I wanted to give this girl everything she wanted. I wanted nothing more than to come in her.

My prick grew longer. It seemed that when I pulled out on the back stroke, it could never have been pulled all the way out and when I plunged it back in, it seemed to go up in her forever. But finally she clamped it with her cunt muscles, her orgasms rippling tight along the sides of the shaft, flooding the head with her coming, and I thrust up in her and kept it there and shot off hard. My come splashed way up in her, shot hard enough to drill a hole in her womb.

When I finished, we lay flat in each other's arms. We were fucking fast, not wasting time. I had had it with plans and ideas. If I was going to fuck all the girls, I wanted to fuck them and not play games. I was ready to start all over with Astra.

Anne thought we were finished but I was not. I did not want to let her out of the car until Meredith opened door. I was not even sure now that I wanted to fuck Meredith. I just wanted one of them, anyone, in my arms at all times.

I started pumping my ass again, back and forth, prick never had gone down all the way and the friction it sliding back and forth in Anne's squishy but tight cunt made it remember joy. It started up again.

Anne began to respond when she felt it swelling inside her. She started swinging her hips again. She loved feeling it get big inside her and she came then, crying her little word.

When I thought she was ready, I wiped two fingers through the juices that flowed from her cunt and I rubbed it over her asshole. She clenched tight but I said, "Do as I do," and she relaxed herself and let me work one finger into her rectum, lubricating it with her own cunt juices and some of my semen.

I pulled my cock out then and turned her over, spreading her legs wide, lifting her to her knees, her ass wide open for me. I wiped the head of my dick through her juices again and lifted the soaking head to her little puckered hole. I pressed down gently but firmly. She began to part for me. I wanted to see everything so I looked down at our bodies.

Anne pushed out with her rectum, opening it slightly to give me more room. The head began to slip inside her I reached under her belly and put my hands in her cunt I flicked my fingers over her clit. She gasped as the whole head slipped into her ass. She was awfully tight. I wiped more of her juices around the shaft, around the bottom of the nub, then leaned forward on her and it began to go further. My first ass. It was different from any cunt I had ever been in. It gripped me harder, made me want to be all the way in. I spit on my fingers and rubbed that around my shaft. It went in some more.

I did not need to see any more. I wanted now only the sensation.

I lay along her back, my fingers in her cunt, my prick up her ass. I started moving back and forth in her. She pumped with me, her legs curled under. We lay on our sides, my feet pushing against the Buick door for leverage. The juices did not dry up but stayed moist and my cock rode back and forth on them. Her ass was not as slippery as her cunt, but still was very nice and very tight. I grabbed her tits, squeezed her nipples. She reached between my legs and held my balls. She pressed them against her vulva.

We started riding together, fucking sweetly. She sighed and groaned as my hand slipped down against her belly, pressing her against me. I went back to her cunt while my other hand kept playing with her tits. Anne was a great fuck for a virgin, either front or back.

The soap began to slide from the window over my head. I saw Meredith looking in at us. She was surprised to see Anne taking it in the ass. She clamped her mouth closed as if she could never understand her friends. I thought she was about to rip the door open but instead she looked suddenly worried and began soaping the window again. The other girls kept the other windows soaped and I had no idea what was going on. I didn't care. I kept fucking Anne in the ass. Her eyes were closed tight. Moans kept coming from her throat. I covered the back of her neck with kisses.

Suddenly I heard a familiar voice.

"I don't want to scare you girls." It was Sheriff Anderson.

Hell, I hadn't even heard him drive up. I had been paying strict attention to my nice piece of ass. While he talked, I kept fucking. If I was going to get dragged out by my balls, I at least wanted to fuck as long as I could.

"There's a drifter hanging around town," he said. "He's around somewhere but I haven't been able to locate him yet. But I'll find him, sooner or later. I want you girls to go straight home after you finish the Buick. You don't need to do any more for the flowering of our city today. Your safety comes ahead of flowers. I'm going to find this boy and either get him out of town or back in jail."

Anne did not hear a thing. I lay my hand softly over her mouth to muffle her groans. My cock had no ears. It kept sliding it up Anne's ass, fucking her again and again.

Meredith kept soaping the window. I don't know why the sheriff didn't get suspicious of that.

"Now, June," he said, "don't let the girls rub the paint off that car."

"I won't, Dad," she said.

Meredith said, trying to get rid of him, "We'll let you know if we see any strangers."

"You do that." I heard his door slam. As his motor started, my orgasm began.

As he pulled away, his tires crunching gravel, my come started spurting up Anne's rectum as she shuddered over and over and cried, "Yes, yes, yes, yes." She tried to squirm further down on my prick, wriggling like a worm on a hook. Her mouth was open and I shot her so full I thought I might see my own come welling up in her throat. She held my balls until I finished coming, then she lay as still as if I had hit her with a club.

I pulled slowly, longly, lovingly, tenderly out of her ass, my exit eased with the last of my come squeezed out of my cock by her clenched sphincter.

Meredith opened the front door and got behind the wheel. Another of the girls started hosing the car to rinse the soap off the windows.

"Get dressed quick," Meredith said. "We're getting you out of here."

"He won't be back for awhile," I said. "I once again wanted to fuck her. The back of her head was lovely. Her long blonde hair was soft, shining, and flowed like a river, like her juices would pour out of her cunt. I imagined her cunt. I liked what was in my head.

"It's too risky. We have to live here after you're gone. You have to get going."

Anne tried to sit up, dazed. She absently began getting dressed, as if her mother had waked her for school but she hadn't fully waked up yet

I decided there wasn't much else to do and got my own clothes on.

Meredith drove the Buick across the street and into the open bay of the nephew's garage.

The nephew sat there nursing a beer. When he saw me climb out of the back seat he recognized Anne. He came over to hold her hand as she staggered out. He caught a whiff of the odor from the back seat. "Holy fuck," he said. He looked at me with admiration. "What the hell?"

"No time to talk," Meredith said.

"How much?" I asked.

He grinned. He held Anne's arm as if he was glad somebody had started fucking her because he had wanted her a long time and now she might be willing to do more than just hold his dick in her hand; "It is Sunday," he said. "I never charge anybody for work on Sunday. Against my religion."

"Thanks, buddy," I said. I got into the car. My bags were in the back seat, my travelers' checks in the glove compartment. I started the motor. It purred like a kitten. "You do good work."

He hugged Anne. "I guess you do, too."

I backed away, out of the bay and into the street. I was going to miss Meredith, but maybe she wanted it that way. That was all right. I didn't want to fuck anybody who didn't want to be fucked. There were simply too many willing ones for me to try to persuade anybody.

She ran into the street after me as if she had suddenly thought of something. As I came to a stop and shifted into first, ready to spin forever out of this wonderful California town, she leaned toward the open window. Her blonde hair was blowing, her mouth was happy and laughing, her legs were flashing in the sun. "What tower?" she yelled. "What tower?"

"Forty-seven," I yelled back, and got out of town at 80 mph.