Chapter 1

Momma Sheba pound her ass under the pounding body of the big service station mechanic. Her jeans dangled from one ankle as her legs waved high in the air on either side of his humping body. It was just the jeans that dangled after she had pulled them off one leg. There were no panties. Momma Sheba never wore panties. Without them you could get ready to fuck faster. And Momma Sheba loved to fuck; the faster the better.

His hands were wider her sweatshirt squeezing and kneading her mammoth tits. The tits that her old man, Jakey, loved to suck while he was shoving his cock to her..

She could hear Jakey out in the drive feeding gas into some square's car. She knew Jakey would shove the dough for the gas in his pocket. And because he did, there would be a lot of grass and a lot of beer for the bust up on the ridge for the next few days.

"Can you come again?" the, attendant said, raising his head for a moment from her, shoulder.

"Jesus, honey," she replied. "You wearin' my fuck place out, you're rubbin' my sweet pussy to shreds."

And the bastard damn near had. When she agreed with Jakey to go up the grease rack in the back of the car and fuck the attendant while Jakey ripped off what he could from the station, she thought it would be easy.

But the big ape loved to fuck more than she did. He'd actually made her come twice already and he'd come once himself. But the intensity of his driving cock hadn't diminished at all. It didn't even get the slightest bit slack.

She and Jakey had pulled up to the pumps and Jakey had pitched the attendant. "Hey man, we re goin' to a bash over on Seminole Ridge, above Saderville, and I'm outta go-juice in my heavy machine here."

"So?" the gas attendant said, "ya want a fill up?"

"Yeah," Jakey replied, "but see, I'm a little short on bread. Ya know?"

"Man you re really short," the attendant said. "You can't afford three gallons. That's all that bike'll hold."

"That's the story," Jakey replied. "But we're willin' to trade.

"Trade? What the hell you got to trade if you don't got dough?"

"A little of Momma's pussy."

The attendant was standing right by the motorcycle. Momma Sheba smiled up at him. She was a momma in name only, as all the girls in the Devils we. Actually, she was a dark-haired, very pretty girl in her late teens. She was fleshy and only a little overweight. But all the Devils liked her wide ass, heavy thighs, and swaying full tits. They must like her. She had fucked all twenty of them at least twice in the four months since she hooked up with Jakey and joined the Devils motorcycle gang Her jeans hugged her full hips very low. She unbuttoned the top button and flipped the zipper down. When she pulled the flaps aside, the zipper seemed to roll down its track all by itself.

"What the hell, man," Sheba said. "This here's some nice pussy for a little bit of go-juice."

And it was. Her black muff shone excitingly in her jeans. The attendant licked his lips, but he still hesitated. Sheba took his hand and ran it across the weighty fullness of both tits.

He returned her smile.

She lowered his hand and combed her pubic hair with his fingers. She could see the front of his tight pants rising. The girl lifted her ass off the leather seat a little and shoved his hand down, down until it was directly beneath her furry cunt.

"Finger it, man!" she said. "It's real wet and ready for a stiff dick."

The attendant had a handful of soft pussy lips and curly black pubic hair. He shoved one of his fingers deep up her cunt. He liked it and he told her so.

"So let's go man," Sheba said.

"I don't know."

"We can go into the can or Jakey can put us up on the rack. We can go in the back of that car you're driving and. . . you can lube me a little, baby. C'mon!" She smiled, her teeth flashing pearl white through her olive complexion.

"Jeez, I don't know," he said, slipping another finger up Sheba's oozing, inviting cunt.

"What the hell, man, Jakey said. "You got the key to the fucking register. I'll pump the juice for ya and watch the joint. What the shit, man. I ain't gonna rip ya off. I just need a little gas, a quart of oil, and a couple of bucks for beer. An' believe me, man, Momma Sheba is real fine pussy."

"Yeah," said the attendant, almost moaning. "I can tell that."

She had started rubbing her hand up and down the bulge in his jeans; expanding the hard he already had until it was downright painful in his pants. Sheba squeezed her thighs over his hand. It made the silky lips of her talented pussy contract lovingly over his fingers.

"How about it, baby," she said. "You want a little of this, or not?"

"Yeah... yeah. Okay," he said, the sweat of lust standing out on his forehead. "But you square with me, ya' hear. When we're fuckin' I'll be listen' to the dings on that pump.. . and I'll keep count."

Like hell you will, Jakey thought. With Momma Sheba fuckin' you, you won't even be able to keep track of your comes.

Jakey was right about one thing, but wrong about another. The attendant-his name, Sheba learned, was Bill-paid absolutely no attention to what was going on in the drive, but he could easily keep count of his orgasms. He had the staying power of a mule and a cock to match.

He had barely closed the door of the big sedan behind him when the car started to rise on the lift. He jerked his jeans and shorts off and urged her to do the same.

She pulled her jeans off, let them dangle on one ankle, and inspected his cock. She liked what she saw and thought that the trade-out might be good all around, after all. He was well hung, and the knob of his prick was big, with kind of a sharp paint. If he knew how to use it Sheba knew that big ridge on the end of his cock would raise hell with her clit and bring on some good comes.

Momma Sheba liked that. She adored all cock, but she preferred big ones. She had a little masochist in her; she liked to feel some pain while she fucked. She liked to feel the cockheads pounding far back in her pussy, so when they came, she could sense each hot spurt as it shot from her partner's prick. It usually made her come at the same time.

"What's your name, honey?" Sheba asked. "I always like to know who I'm fuckin'."

"Bill," he replied.

"Well, Bill. . . what you want. . . fuck or suck?"

"Both."

"You want to eat me a little first?" "Whatta you mean?"

"I mean you want to suck my cunt a little?"

"I ain't no cocksucker, honey," he said.

"Baby, that ain't no cock down there," Sheba replied, laughing.

"I mean you had more cocks in you than we could both count. If I sucked on your pussy I'd just be suckin' on one of the Devils' cocks by proxy.

Any other woman would have been angry. Not Momma Sheba. She could give a shit less. What, he said mattered little to her. What he did with his big dick was important. He had a nice, cock. She wanted it for herself, besides giving Jakey some time to rip off the shit head's station for enough to meet the gang for a big weekend bash in the hills.

"Suits me," she said, laying back in the soft seat. "Let's do it, honey. Get that big pecker of yours in action."

He mounted her body just above her tits with his naked ass pressing against them. His cock was throbbing as it curved upward toward her face. He pushed it down until it touched her mouth.

"No, baby. I don't want to suck you." He let it stray over her lips.

"But I want to fuck you with it." He reached behind his back and pulled the sweatshirt up until her tits were bare and pressing against his ass. Then he slid back and put his cock between them. He molded the huge globes over his thick cock.

"I want to fuck you in the cunt with it. . ." He started moving his hips slowly back and forth, jacking his prick in between her tits. ".. . and I want to fuck your face with it."

Sheba made an 'o' of her mouth and flicked her tongue at the cockhead each time it came toward her face between the tits. He teased himself by allowing it tar come closer and closer to her lips with each thrust. He had no idea that his actions were also heating up the girl.

Finally she could take it no longer. She freed one of her arms from his knee and grabbed his cock in her moist hand. "Gimme," she screeched, and pulled the bulbous head between her lips. She hollowed her cheeks, shoved the hard tip of her tongue against the eye of his cock, and started sucking.

He shoved forward with his hips as she accepted his thick meat in her throat.

"Yeah! Oh shit, yeah," he groaned. "Your fuckin' mouth feels like a cunt."

She rocked her head backward and forward, nibbling and sucking on his root as it rammed her face. The warm, liquid, swirling suck of her mouth and tongue made him squirm above her. He lifted his ass from her tits and stretched his legs out behind him, between hers. Now he could ram his cock clear down her throat in long, steady strokes and fuck her head like he would fuck her body very, very soon.

She worked like a master on his cock while he balanced himself with his head and used his hands on her big tits. They were huge and firm, with hard nipples and dark, soft areola.

Sheba was hotter than hell. Her ass began to twitch and squirm on the car seat, hunching and humping at the nothingness that lay above her oozing cunt.

It was a good cock, Sheba thought, caught up now in the joy of fucking, as she always was, no matter whose cock was fucking her. She wanted it in her pussy but she couldn't bear to take it out of her mouth. She wanted to taste some of his cum first.

Hot sob after hot sob exploded around his cock as her desperate ass writhed. Her cunt fucked the air in lieu of something more solid.

Then hot sticky juices from his powerful balls streamed down her throat, both inside and outside. She swallowed and then swallowed again. Two things were uppermost in her mind. They couldn't quit yet. Jakey hadn't had enough time on the drive and, she didn't want to see this beautiful hard-on fade before her hot, sucking, seething cunt had a taste of it.

"Oh, shit," she whispered, "don't put it all in my mouth. My cunt wants a little too."

"Don't you worry, honey. Once is never enough for my cock."

He was right. She squeezed the last drops of cum from his cock. They trickled in silver strands down on her breasts but his cock hadn't diminished in size or rigidity. If anything, it was harder and throbbing stronger than ever.

He slid his hips down until they were between her thighs and put his lips to her ear. "I'm gonna fuck you now, baby. I'm gonna fuck you 'til your pussy cries uncle."

She reached between them and folded around his turgid cock. She squeezed it hard, feeling the power it still held, and in the throbbing head up and down her oozing slit. Each time it scratched across her clit she squirmed and moaned.

"Pour it to me, stud," Sheba groaned, positioning his cock just inside her cuntlips.

He was breathing hard as his cock slid into her. She kissed him, clamping her teeth down on his lips at the same time. He squealed and shoved the rest of his meat up her juice-soaked cunt hole. When he had it all inside her writhing pussy, he slowly began to move his ass up and down.

Sheba gasped. "Good cock.. . good cock... good cock," she chanted.

"Hurtin' you baby?" he sighed.

"Shit no," she moaned, "get it on! Keep it comin' . . . it's good . . . it's fuckin' good."

He began fucking steadily, slowly at first, then gaining tempo. It seemed that the harder he fed his cock to her, the more she groaned for it.

She began panting as her first climax overtook her. He's a good fucker, she thought. She wriggled her ass in his hands. He was ramming her, holding her tightly and pumping his meat into her with fury.

She shivered. "I got it, baby! I got it, I got my come!" she cried.

She started to convulse. She began to writhe and buck her ass harder. She kept writhing over his cock, forcing him to fuck her harder. She kissed him sensuously and squeezed his cock inside the velvet lips of her cunt as she finished her come.

"Didn't you come too?" she asked.

"Shit no, baby," he groaned. "I jes got started real good."

And he had. On and on he went. She worked her cunt and the rest of her body every way she could to make him come.

He just kept having the time of his life, pounding into her. Once again his prick, combined with her own seething pussy and her nearly insatiable lust, brought her to the peak of desire.

"You got it again, ain't ya baby?" he said.

"Almost.. . almost," she panted in reply.

He bored deeper into the warm, clasping cunt walls, burying himself completely in her and groaning in delight as his balls slapped against the white, soft moons of her young, upturned ass cheeks. The girl's mouth opened and closed from the pressure of having a fuck so deep and far up inside her heaving belly.

She whimpered as he began thrusting in and out of her tightly clinging little pussy, wiggling her buttocks around in tiny little circles, trying her best to bring him to orgasm.

She could feel his balls slamming up against the soft, wide-spread cuntlips and the maddening tickle of bristly hair brushing again and again against her clit. The swollen pink lips of her tightly clasping cunt hole drew back each time he lifted himself to pump his lust-hardened cock oven deeper into her. The fleshy outer layers of her cunt clutched at his cock as though reluctant to ever let it leave.

And then she came again. "Fuck into me harder," she cried, joyously. "Fuck my cunt harder!"

Underneath him the young cycle momma became wilder and wilder as her breath rasped hoarsely; her smooth, white ass rose to meet his every desire-driven thrust, and each time he buried his hotly pounding prick to the hilt in her, she wiggled wildly, like a animal in heat.

Their joint cries were a confusion of grunts and groans as they tore madly on, the sweat of passion dripping heatedly from their bodies.

She finished another come and still he fucked. It felt to Sheba like there would be no end to his staying power.

At last Jakey came to her rescue. "Hey man, there's more cars out here than I can handle alone. Get it off will ya."

She heard his boots click away from underneath the car as the hoist started to drop. The big attendant pulled his cock from her cunt and rose to his knees above her, straddling her body. He fisted his cock, pumped it a few times and spewed his juice all over her naked belly and tilt

"You cocksucker!" Sheba screamed. "Why'd ya haf'ta go and do a stupid fuckin' trick like that for?"

That's the way I like it, baby," he said, pulling his jeans back on and crawling out of the car.

She was almost dressed when she heard the roar of Jakey's big machine at the entrance. "C'mon," he shouted above the machines din, "shake your ass! We gotta split, like now."

She had wiped the cum from her body on the armrest in the middle of the back seat. "Let the son-of-a-bitch explain that," she said aloud, and ran to the bike.

Her ass barely hit the seat and her arms wound around his waist when the front wheel danced off the pound and they were gone.

Jakey poured it to the bike. They ran two lights, a stop sign at the freeway on-ramp, and tapped a hundred on the speedometer before he said a word.

"You okay, Momma?"

"Shit yes," she replied. "How'd we do?" "Pony-five bucks, a tank of juice, six pack of oil, and some tools. Shit-fire, Momma, you sittin' on a whole damn garage if you don't wear it out."

"You know better'n that," she replied, putting her head down against his shoulder to break some of the wind on her face.

They rode in silence for a while. When he was sure the distance between them and the station was sufficient he idled the powerful machine back to sixty-five and they cruised.

"That dude liked to fuck your ass off, didn't he?" Jakey said, and laughed into the wind.

"Sheeeeeit," she replied. "I thought the bastard was never gonna come.

"I noticed. That car damned near rocked off the hoist."

"Yeah? Well, next time make sure the, bastard's been fucked in the last year, will ya?"

"Hot-damn, honey," he replied, turning a wide grin back at her over his shoulder. "You fuckin' well loved every minute of it."

She looked up at him and matched his grin. "I know it," she said.