Chapter 8
That night Richard prepared a surprise for Gretchen. When she returned from her nude swim she found that Richard had hidden all her clothes. He was nude also, and his clothes had disappeared as well.
"What's going on, Richard?" she asked.
"Nothing at all," he answered. "We're going for a ride."
"Without any clothes?" she asked.
"Why not?" asked Richard. "It's dark, and there won't be any cars on the back roads. It'll be a gas."
"Why not?" asked Gretchen, climbing on the bike.
They took off down the road, both nude. Richard felt the cool night air on his naked body and the softness of his leather seat on his exposed buttocks. Gretchen's arms were wrapped around his waist, warm and soft. When she leaned forward he could feel her naked body against his.
They rode into the country, the wind whipping through their hair. Richard felt the gentle touch of Gretchen on his thighs and then on his cock, and he felt his rod getting hard.
After a few minutes more he could stand it no longer. His cock was stiff and hot, pointing up at him in his seat, throbbing with desire. He stopped at a small field and turned off the bike.
They ran nude into the field and rolled down a grassy slope. Richard felt the soft grass caressing his nude body as he rolled. When they reached bottom they embraced.
Richard held the warm body of Gretchen close to him, her tits shaking like jello, her ass soft and white. He reached down into the softness of her bush and stuck a finger into the wet insides of her cunt. She grinded her hips against his, then reached for his cock.
She held his full grown member tight in her hands, stroking it gently and rubbing the head. Richard sucked on one of her large fleshy tits and caressed a tiny pink nipple swollen like a sponge.
They both moaned in the excitement of their heat, working on each other with probing hands.
Richard swung around and propped himself up on his hands, letting his throbbing cock point down at her mouth. She took the swollen member in her hands and licked around the head, then down the shaft to the root.
'That's really great," said Richard, taking hold of Gretchen's thighs and spreading them to find her swollen pink clit glistening with moisture. He massaged it gently, probing into her cunt with two fingers.
Gretchen licked Richard's cock from root to head, then plunged it into her mouth, surrounding it in her warm wetness. Then she licked and sucked out to the head, taking Richard's balls in her mouth and juggling them around gently. Richard felt bolts of pleasure shooting through his body.
Gretchen spread her legs wide, lying face up mouth over his balls. Richard shot his tongue along the insides of her soft hairless thighs and up to her belly, licking her navel. He teased her for a few seconds, licking around her bush before plunging his head deep into her crotch and licking along the crack of her tender cunt.
He took her swollen clit between his lips and massaged it, his tongue shooting out every so often into the wetness of her juicy cunt. While he worked on her he could feel the warmth of her mouth on his cock, surrounding it in her wetness and caressing it gently. He drove it deep into her throat with powerful thrusts, as if he were fucking her. She took it all, sucking hard as he thrust deep into her wet mouth.
Richard felt the gism rise into his cock as he tried to hold down Gretchen. She squirmed and jumped as she felt her climax approaching.
Richard held on, his head still buried in her bush and his tongue working feverishly along the folds of her cunt. Her clit stuck out, swollen to full size.
He thrust with all his might into her mouth, feeling her warm hand on his balls and fingering his ass.
"I'm coming," he said, "I'm coming."
She screamed aloud as she entered her climax, just as Richard felt the gism swell in his cock and shoot into the depths of her mouth. She squirmed like a snake as she came, feeling Richard's tongue in her cunt and caressing her sensitive clit, and the hot juice spurting against the side of her mouth as he came.
She heaved, throwing Richard up and down again as she reached a tremendous climax, her screams muffled by the long member still driving deep into her mouth.
When they had finished they lay on the soft grass, exhausted.
"That was really great," she said.
"Yeah," he answered, "that was the best blow job I ever got."
"How do you feel?" she asked.
"I never felt so good in my whole life," he replied.
"I could do this forever," she said. "Really."
"So could I," he said, caressing her tit and pinching her pink nipple with two fingers.
They lay still, Richard's cock limp and hanging by his pelvis. Gretchen lay face up, her tits shaking slightly with each small movement, her bush glistening with moisture. They felt the cool clean country air on their naked bodies, evaporating the sweat of passion they had been soaked in.
"Sure beats the heat of the city," said Richard, staring at the stars which covered the dark night sky.
"Sure does," she answered.
"I don't feel like ever going back," he said.
"Then why do you have to?" she asked.
"The gang. I don't know if I could leave them," he said. "They need me."
"No they don't. You're not that type. I always could sense that. They'll get along fine on their own."
"But I don't know. That's my life. That's all I've ever done," he said.
"You can always try something new," she said. "Wasn't it fun riding through the cool night in the country instead of the hot city?"
"Yeah," he admitted, "I guess you're right. Sure couldn't ride nude like that in the city."
"Well don't go back. We'll stay here and ride and do whatever we want. No one can stop us," she said.
"Yeah, no one can stop us," he thought. "Why do I need that gang? They're not all there is in the world. I could stay right here with Gretchen. Good women are so rare."
He looked over and saw Gretchen lying with her eyes closed, her hair blowing gently in the wind. Her tits were round and firm, tipped with pink flesh. Her stomach was white, a thin line of hair running down into her bush. Between the insides of her white thighs her cunt glistened in starlight.
Richard could almost feel his cock starting to rise again.
Fuck them, he thought. Why go back when I can have her anytime I want. Those other girls are just bitches, like Pricilla.
"Shit," he said aloud, "I've never felt like this in my whole life. I really want you."
"Me too," said Gretchen. "Let's fuck."
He looked at her naked body.
"Get me from the back," she said. "I like to be fucked from the back."
Gretchen rolled over on her stomach. Her ass shook, white and fleshy. Her back was smooth, with the indentation of her spine running from her soft neck down to the crack of her round ass. Her hair was over her shoulder, hanging down to the ground.
Gretchen shook her ass as Richard mounted her from the back.
"Good women are really rare," he thought, caressing her soft white ass.
Richard sent a letter back to the Daredevils, saying he wasn't returning to the gang. He had met a girl and was going to marry her. The two of them were moving to California to start a new life.
Willie the Weasel read the letter several times before he could digest it. It came as a shock to him. With Richard gone, he was now the leader of the gang. He felt an awful responsibility. He wasn't sure that he should bear the heavy burden. He had depended on Richard a great deal and now he wouldn't have him to watch out for him. The thought of being the leader thrilled him, if only he could be sure he could do the job well.
"I have doubts," he said to Robert the Whale. "I just don't know if I'm mature enough for the responsibility."
"Don't worry," said Robert. "You're all right You'll be a fine leader. They only thing that you have to do is learn how to control that crazy temper of yours. We can't go on the rampage anymore. If we keep busting up the way we've been doing, they're going to lock us up."
"I suppose you're right," nodded Willie. "We really should take it easy. Anyways, I don't feel as angry as I felt earlier. I guess with the coming of fall, things are much cooler. We can still fool around, but no more of this mindless violence."
"I'll shake to that," said the Whale. "I'll shake to that."