Chapter 9
"Let her go," Myron said.
"It's okay, Myron," Cindy replied. "I was just talkin' to him. His name is Tiny. Ain't that funny? A big guy like him."
"Baby, you get tired of him-"
Tiny was interrupted by a blaring horn as Lauren Laird edged his car between the jail and the long line of motorcycles.
"What's the trouble, Myron?" he said, stepping from the car.
"Simple, Mr. Laird," Myron replied. "They want their people back. Cindy, get over on this side of the car."
Reluctantly, Cindy walked around the car and stood behind the two men on the porch.
"Not a chance," Laird replied.
"All you have to do is drop the charges,
Lauren," Myron urged. "And we can get rid of the whole bunch."
"You better listen to him, fat man," Tiny said, leaning over the hood of Laird's car.
"No bunch of gangsters is gonna come into my town and tell me what to do."
A female voice then came from the jail. "Is that your last word, Lauren?"
"Who's that?" Laird said, something strangely familiar about the voice bugging him.
"The leader's girl friend," Myron said.
"Yes," Laird shouted, "that's my last word."
He had barely finished speaking when Floyd Walker's unconscious body was rolled through the door. Leader, with the girls directly behind him, appeared.
"Your deputy got a little distracted by Rusty's naked bod, Sheriff."
Myron dropped his hand to the gun at his hip. "I wouldn't, Sheriff," Tiny said. Myron swiveled his head around to where the big man was leaning over the hood. He was looking directly into the barrel of a .38 police special.
"Please," the boy begged, dragging his shorts back up his legs, but finding it impossible to tug them over his hard cock. "My dad will kill me if he finds out."
"He won't find out," Jessica hissed harshly, tugging the boy's shorts back down to his ankles.
Her original intent, to merely revenge herself on Lauren, was completely forgotten, as she stand at the boy's sturdy young cock, throbbing only inches from her face. "Step out!" she commanded.
She tossed his clothes away and leaned back on her hands to gloat over the beauty of his rigid young prick.
"You're even bigger than I'd imagined," she sighed. "This is going to be a lot of fun for both of us.
She was tempted to take the cum-dripping head into her mouth and suck, but she was afraid he would shoot and spoil it all.
Jessica leaned forward and wrapped her soft hand around the dangling cock. He jumped. She gave him a couple of long, slow strokes and sensed a tremble ripple all through his body. With her free hand she hoisted and played with his balls. She squeezed them and could almost feel the syrupy cum in his sac.
The temptation to suck his cock off diminished as the desire to have his sturdy body on top of her.
"Have you ever fucked a girl before, Juan?" she asked, continuing the hand work on his cock.
"No," he groaned, letting himself go completely now.
"Well, after we start," she cooed, "you'll never want to stop."
She bent forward impulsively and kissed his prick, smacking her lips over it and flicking a drop of cum from the slot.
She released his prick ever so reluctantly and worked her body to the center of the bed. "Now, come on and fuck me!" She splayed her thighs wide, creating a delectable saddle for him.
"I don't know how!" he said, looking forlorn and helpless.
"Come on, honey," she coaxed. "I'll help you. I'll show you. Come on and fuck me."
"What do I do?" Juan moaned.
"Crawl up between my legs, kiss my titties for me and I'll guide you, baby!"
Jessica stiffened slightly as his lips folded warmly, wetly around an aching nipple. "Goooood!" she sighed, one groping hand between their bodies finding his cock. "Scootch up closer, baby. You won't crush me. Mash my boobs with your chest. Aaaah... Gooooood!"
She clamped her legs against his flanks, urging him deeper into her. She lifted her fanny slightly as he missed her cunt and plowed through her pubic forest. "Missed the hole, honey!" she panted, using her fingers to splay her cuntlips. He is going to be a- good piece, she thought, fondling and stroking his hard Cock.
She wriggled and worked the pear-shaped head up and down the length of her slit. "Yesss," she moaned with erotic pleasure as it raked the rigid edge of her clit.
His teeth were chewing and nibbling on her breasts, first one, then the other. She almost exploded in orgasm as his tongue curled around a taut nipple and his hands instinctively cupped her ass, his fingers digging firmly into the flesh. "Yes, baby," she grunted. "Poke your cock into my hole! Ream my pussy with your big, magnificent prick!"
She continued running the pulsing cock up and down the gaping, pink slit of her gushing cunt. It became soaked with her juices until it felt like wet, hard velvet just inside her pussy.
"Go in! Go in all the way!" she urged. "Shove your cock up my cunt, baby!"
She sensed him hunching his rump slightly and the big knob popped inside her. Suddenly he needed no urging. He tilted Jessica's body upward and thrust deeply into her.
The sudden, deep penetration caught her unaware and she shuddered with delicious pain as the boy impaled her.
"Ooooh, what a man! What a cock!"
She clenched her muscles around him, wishing she could keep this throbbing, hard boy imbedded in her body for ever and ever.
"In and out," she panted. "Slide in and out of my snatch," she groaned. "Come on, now, honey, fuck me! That's it. . . that's it! FUCK me in long strokes with your beautiful pecker. Really throw the meat to me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, FUCK ME! Faster... really ram me with that big meat-head! That's it, that s wonderful! Your cockhead is drumming against the bottom of my cunt!"
She was swinging and he was rocking madly between her twitching thighs as her body spasmed with erotic pleasure. "Come on, baby . . . shoot your cum in my cunt! Hose your jism in me good!"
Then he felt it. The first spurt of cum jolted her and she nearly fainted with pleasure. He slammed ruthlessly into her, grinding his pelvis against hers, almost thudding the breath out of her. She locked her legs around his lean body and used her muscles to milk him. He was a dead weight on her, crushing her flat. She felt her body was glued to his by their perspiration of passion.
She finally rolled from beneath him. "Now; I'm going to do something that you'll love," she said.
"What?" he said, finally opening his eyes. "I loved that more than anything I can ever remember."
"I'm going to suck it with my mouth."
"You'll really do that?" he said. His eyes dropped to her beautiful tits where they swayed beneath her body. He wondered how the luscious mountains would feel in his hands. He reached and found out as heat flooded his lower torso, making his cock swell again.
"Oh, my," Jessica said, smiling. "Ready for me again, already?" She grasped his cock with her warm hand. Her touch caused his cock to harden the last inch to full erection. It was pulsating and dripping by the time she lowered her beautiful face and planted a kiss on its dripping head.
"What a marvelous prick you have," she stated. Scooping her breasts into her hands, she rubbed the long, painted nipples against his cockhead, back and forth, barely brushing it.
Both of them gasped.
"Is that good, honey?" she cooed.
"Yeah.. . yeah, it feels real good," he moaned. "Well, I know something that's gonna feel even better."
Releasing her breasts, she eased forward, kissing his prick repeatedly. Then her lush, red lips separated and his cock was taken inside her mouth.
At once, filled with the warmth of her velvet mouth, he reared upward with his hips. His steel-hard cock rammed the rear of her throat, almost gagging her. She relaxed her jaw, took his cockhead into her throat, and started bobbing her head as she sucked.
She had the mouth of an artist, an artist dedicated to creating carnal delight. She established a steady rhythm, concentrating on the ultra-sensitive knob. And while it plied its erotic talents, her hand stroked his cock.
She sucked vigorously, confidently, lovingly.
When she ceased sucking, it was to send her lips traveling the entire length of his shaft, kissing and licking the barrel, until she arrived at one of his balls.
He moaned. The excitement she produced was exquisite. He moaned again moments later as her mouth sought his cock for the return kissing and licking journey along the stem to the throbbing head.
The boy grunted as his prick disappeared into the dark, warm interior of her mouth. Jessica resumed her oral artistry, sucking precisely, flawlessly.
Layer upon layer of molten sensation built up in the boy's groin. He was in paradise.
Jessica's hand was on his shaft again. Her fingers tightened. As she sucked, she massaged him, firmly and smoothly.
His cock was aflame. It was being consumed by fire. Each and every suck, each and every jerk of her hand was adding fuel to the blaze.
He climaxed suddenly, filling her mouth with his cum.
Eagerly, she gulped his cum down. She held his cock resolutely in place for fear it would quit her mouth and deny her some of its offering.
She continued sucking after the last iota of pleasure had faded and died within him. And when she took his cock from her mouth, she licked the tip dean of the jizz dribbling out of the tiny hole located there.
Jessica was about to plunge her head once again on his deflating cock when she heard a very familiar voice from the doorway.
"Well, well, well, Mother dear. I always knew you'd give up on Lauren one day."