Chapter 8
During those tense minutes in Mac Garson's suite, another equally exciting tableau was being enacted only a floor below. Following Stu Watson's instructions to the letter, Sandy had remained inside the special suite her new boss had assigned her, so as not to run head-on into her girlfriend and risk botching the whole operation while it was still in its infancy.
He had assigned the son of an old associate from New York to sample Sandy's charm and hospitality, and Sandy had promised she'd make it an evening the kid would never forget. He was married, married to some Radcliffe girl with no more idea of pleasing a man than a ten year old. At least that was the gossip she'd heard from the owner of the Shangri-La Inn.
Sandy was sitting on the bed beside the young man now, having first changed into an appropriately-revealing nightie Stu had bought her, taking her time, easing the anxious young husband into something he'd long remember. "How about a couple more drinks?" she asked with a telling smile and offered her glass.
Tony rose, taking her glass from her hand and glancing down at the thin hair-lined lips of her vagina clearly visible under the nearly transparent nightie, up between her slightly parted legs. He did not blush this time and a pleased smile crossed his face as she spread her milk-white thighs a little more, a teasing grin lining her lips. He could see that she was excited. The first tiny dewdrops of cuntal moisture rising between her legs were faintly visible glistening in the tight narrow slit as she exposed herself shamelessly to him. He hurried with the drinks this time, the heat in his own body rising rapidly.
When he returned to the side of the bed with the drinks, she had loosened the front of the nightie, exposing the large full mounds of her breasts, the ripe ruby-red nipples staring up at him invitingly. She had moistened them with saliva from her tongue so that their pink bud-like tips throbbed slightly from the touch of her own fingers against them.
"God, you're beautiful," he muttered, staring down at her wanton nakedness with the drinks in his hands. He could see that her eyes had dilated a little also from her excitement. It was all he could do to keep from dropping to his knees in front of her and locking his lips to the softness of her flesh at that very moment, but he held himself back. He sensed that she needed more. She knew what making love was about and wasn't the kind of woman one just jumped on top of and rammed it into without preparing her well for it. The reward would be well worth the torture of waiting.
"You're not bad yourself," she smiled up at him smokily, reaching for the drink he offered. "In fact, you're quite a handsome young man."
"I'm not that young," he defended. "Almost as old as you."
"Have you had many women? Other than your wife, I mean?" she asked, matter-of-factly, as though it were a perfectly normal question.
"Enough," he lied, leaning over her and kissing her lightly on the lips as though he had done this kind of thing all his life.
She pushed him away for a moment.
"Here, put my drink on the table, darling. I'll spill it." He took both of them and placed them quickly on the end table and then leaned over her again, pressing his lips tightly down against hers. She reached up, curled her arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of her. One of his legs fell tightly in between her open thighs. She was surprisingly supple and soft and her body was molded into his as though it were glued there. She moved her thigh up against his aching crotch as he ground his lips harshly into hers, bringing his cock to a painful hardness. He could feel the wetness from the first early droplets of seminal fluid seeping from the glans on the hardening tip-end. It smeared against his leg inside his pants until he was certain she could feel the wetness through the material. She continued massaging him with a practiced thoroughness until he thought his painfully swelling cock-head would explode. It was jerking now as though he would cum at the slightest extra pressure and he would, he could feel it building deep in his testicles below. He thrust his tongue deep into the warm wet cavern of her mouth, and she sucked gently on it, nibbling with tiny sharp nips of her teeth that sent chills running the length of his spine. He pulled his head away to escape the teasing sensation and placed his cheeks against her hair, thinking guiltily for a moment of his wife and the shock it would be for her if she could see him now, stretched out over the almost naked body of this delectable young stranger. Her girlish innocence wouldn't believe it. She just didn't know infidelity existed.
"Is your wife good in bed?" Sandy suddenly whispered into his ear as though reading his thoughts. "She's too inexperienced," he answered without the slightest shock at her mentioning his wife at a time like this. Good Lord, he thought wryly, I've certainly changed in the last few hours.
"I'll teach you some things you can take home to her," she promised softly, breathing heavily into his ear again. "Let's get naked."
He realized suddenly that she was quivering beneath him. Her soft, cream-like thighs were moving tantalizingly against his loins.
"You want to fuck me, don't you?" she breathed, deeper this time.
"Yes, God yes, I want to," he answered, the lewd words coming from her mouth exciting him all the more.
"Then tell me!"
"I want to fuck you!"
"How?" she groaned beneath him.
"Deep, deep and hard. I want to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
"Oh God," she moaned, almost throwing him off her squirming body. "Get your clothes off before I die." The young businessman rose from the bed and began desperately stripping his clothes from his body. A slight tinge of self-consciousness came over him as he dropped his pants and shorts and stood towering over her, where she still lay on the bed, with his cock standing out in naked erection in front of him. She lifted her body slightly and squirmed out of the flimsy gown she was wearing, leaving her with nothing on but her garter belt and hose. Her black high heels fell to the floor with a double thud that sounded almost as a single sound, they came so close together. She looked up at him standing stark naked above her. Her eyes riveted on the thickly distended penis standing out lewdly in the air. She watched the throbbing of the huge blood-filled head for a moment, and then said, "I like it. It's going to feel good going slowly up inside me and twisting around deep in my cunt. Oh God, I want you to screw me with it."
He lay down on the bed beside her, dragging her over to him with the strength of his arms. He moved one hand down to the smooth roundness of her buttocks and cupped them gently. They were beautifully shaped-and as firm as he had expected them to be. Her body was warm and soft against him and she raised her face up to his, locking her mouth tightly to his lips as her hand searched down between their closely pressed bodies for the pulsating hardness of his penis. He gasped as the coolness of her fingers closed around his hotly throbbing rigidity. He pressed his head forward and kissed her moistly back. The odor of her perfume was maddening, a scent that he didn't recognize, but it reminded him dimly of the freshness of flowers after a spring rain. Her lips were sensually soft and yielded beneath the harsher pressure of his teeth with a sensation that sent tiny chills racing all over his skin. She crushed the full length of her body against his and ground her pelvis tightly into him before suddenly twisting her body and pulling him over on top of her, opening her legs wide to take him up between them.
Sandy crushed Tony tight to her and ran her hands searchingly down over his body, exploring eagerly the secret male hollows of all of his flesh. His cock was resting hard against her thighs, pressed into the narrow hair-lined slit of her cunt. She arched up for a moment, levering them both up off the bed with the strength of her back and, reaching down under her buttocks with both hands, pulled her vaginal lips slowly apart to give his penis greater contact with the wet sensitive pussy-flesh as it lay the full length of the moist, gently throbbing slit. She relaxed, dropping her body back to the bed, his rigid member trapped tightly in between her trembling thighs.
He forced his hands down between her shoulders and the mattress and ran them along the voluptuously soft curves of her back and hips. He could feel the raised little ridges of her spine moving almost imperceptibly as she undulated her body up against him in a slow teasing rhythm. The sinews of her muscles rippled lightly just under the thin, golden tan skin, indicating a powerful hidden strength in her body. The tenseness of the cords in her thighs pressed against the outside of his hips. He wondered how they would grip around him later when he had sunk his hardness deep inside her.
"Oh God, you feel nice," she whispered, smashing her lips up against his again and writhing the flatness of her belly close up against him. Her fingernails trailed across his back, leaving small red welts in their path. He pushed his hands farther down beneath her, cupping the fullness of her buttocks in the palms of his hands and pulled her openly clasping pussy up tighter against him. He moved slowly up and down, insinuating the pulsating hardness of his fully rigid length teasingly up and down the widespread cuntal split, sensing it growing wetter and wetter with each passing second. Her hotly straining pelvis began a more desperate rotation against his loins until her legs, without warning, snaked out wide on either side of his body, her calves locking around against the back of his thighs, pulling him tighter into her.
"Oooooh, fuck me now, darling, fuck me now!" she moaned into his mouth, her eyes clenched tightly shut, her hips grinding lewdly. He started to move but she beat him to it. Her hands came down between their tensely surging bodies and circled around the swollen, lust-hardened length of cock, guiding it quickly up between the lips of her desire-moistened cunt. Tony groaned above her as he felt her move it up and down between her legs, parting the soft silky hair of her vagina with the pulsating blood-filled head. The tender pubic hair grazed teasingly against it, forcing it into a greater hardness until it ached from the excruciating pressure.
He couldn't hold back another second, and flicked his hips forward with a sudden cruel thrust that drove his aching cock with a flesh-splitting crash up into the gaping hot mouth of her pussy.
"Ooooooh," she moaned beneath him as he felt the warm elastic-like sheath slip wetly over his sensitive naked flesh. It entered with a slight pop, as though she were a virgin being taken for the first time except that it was easier and infinitely better because she could control her vaginal muscles that way every time he fucked her. And he didn't intend for this to be the last time! He was learning, and learning fast, he wasn't going to let this get away for long.
His long thick cock raced up into her steaming cunt to the full depths of her nakedly squirming belly, warm and tight at first, achingly close along the entire length of the rigid member and then easier as the seething wetness of the passage surrounded him, lubricating the way.
Suddenly, he hit smack up against the tender cushiony end of her cervix, his balls slapping hard against the rounded cheeks of her ass. Sandy screamed a low animal-like scream beneath him, twisting momentarily to escape the sudden unexpected pain, but he thrust harder, screwing his pelvis tighter into her loins so there was no escape for her. She was skewered good and he lay for a moment to allow the pain of the sudden entry to subside, proud that he could hurt her this way.
He gained the upper hand, he knew, because he had hurt her and she could not hurt him back in return. It was the age-old plight of woman and would always make her subjugated to man. He reveled for a moment in the power he possessed over this beautiful young blonde impaled so totally beneath him, and flicked his blood-engorged cock-head deep inside her again, bringing another low moan from between her clenched teeth.
Tony ground his pelvis into the squirming flaccid flesh beneath him as his companion for the evening strained back under him, arching her loins up at him, lifting them both a few inches off the squeaking mattress from the strength of her upward thrusts. She moaned ceaselessly beneath his pounding body, opening and closing her shapely legs around his hips as she worked up and down in a chanting rhythm of intercourse as old as the world itself. Her mouth gaped open wide, her head flailing from side to side on the mattress again and again in wild abandon.
"Ooooooh, God, it's good, it's good! Shove your finger in my ass! Make me scream, make me scream!" the impaled young housewife coughed up at him in her daze. He reached under her between her desperately working buttocks as he drove his cock rhythmically into the passion-inflamed wetness of her cunt. He stretched the narrow crevice of her buttocks wide, searching with the tip of his middle finger for her tiny puckered anus.
Suddenly Tony found it. A small rivulet of warm cuntal moisture was running down the widespread crevice from where he could feel his hardened rod of flesh sawing up into her. It moistened the tightly puckered little hole, lubricating it slightly, and he probed experimentally for a moment with the tip of his middle finger. He pushed hard, feeling the constricted opening give a little; and then suddenly the tight elastic nether ring yielded completely and his finger slid in up to the first knuckle joint. Sandy lurched forward, almost scooting on her back across the bed to escape the first unexpected pain.
"Aaaaaaaahhhh, God, it hurts!"
He thrust again, sinking it in to the second knuckle.
"Oooooooh! Yesssss, yessssssss! Hurt me! Hurt me more!" In spite of the pain, he felt her suddenly begin screwing her buttocks backwards onto his finger until the finger was sunk into her narrow unstretched anus to the palm of his hand. He jiggled it inside, rotating it around in the warm fleshy depths of her rectum. He could feel through the thin wall of flesh separating her two passages the underside of his cock sliding wetly in and out of her, and he began skewering her between them, maintaining the same rhythm for both as she groaned on under him. She soon caught up the lewd rhythm of his brutal double-fucking, opening her legs wide out over the bed to give him greater access to the ravishing of her loins.
Tony could feel his cock growing and expanding deep inside her until it felt as though it were going to burst from the exquisite pleasure building in his bloated testicles as they slapped heavily against her buttocks below. It wouldn't be long, he hoped; he knew he could hold it back. She had to cum soon. He began ramming it into her with long hard strokes in time with his finger skewering obscenely into her tightly clenching ass-hole to excite her more.
He could tell she was near completion as she gripped him frantically between her thighs, opening and closing them firmly around him in time to his long hard cock-thrusts up into her. She gurgled beneath him, the sound coming from deep within her throat as though she had no control over it. He knew she was near and he continued his merciless thrusting with all his strength.
"Oooooohh, fuck it, fuck it hard, hard! Haarrrddddddd!!!" she chanted, mumbling all the obscene words that came to her mind and spurring him on with the pounding of her heels high up on his back. She had jackknifed her legs up tight, pressing her knees back hard into the dancing mounds of her breasts and offering him the fully flowered opening of her upraised cunt. Her eyes rolled uncontrollably in her head, her face contorted and straining for the final explosion so near.
"I'm cumming," she coughed suddenly, her mouth gaping wide in ecstatic abandon. "I'm cumming," she repeated again as though convincing herself. Her body tensed and she continued to mumble on incoherently until the sounds coming from her throat were a mass of jumbled unintelligible syllables whose meaning was known only to herself. She pulled back her thighs tighter until the whole of her stretched pink vaginal slit was presented up to him to batter and use as he willed. Her ankles locked up over his shoulders, her cocksplit pussy squirming beneath him in a wild uninhibited dance of abandoned ecstasy. Her mouth hung open wide, unseeing eyes gazed wide at the ceiling.
A low banshee-style scream suddenly formed on the edges of her lips and then pierced through the sounds of the squeaking bedsprings and the two panting bodies slapping brutally together. Sandy's nostrils flared wide and she screwed herself up on his madly thrusting cock and locked herself to him with all the strength of her thighs while her exploding loins jerked spasmodically against his belly.
She held her breath for an interminable moment and then expelled it as though hit in the stomach by a solid fist, her body collapsing limply down into the mattress. She lay still except for the uncontrollable quivering of her pussy still locked tightly around his tortured penis. He pushed deep into her and then lay quiet, allowing her to rest for a moment.
It was all he could do to keep from continuing to screw into her. God, he had never in his life seen anything like it. He had never felt anything like it either. He throbbed the muscles of his prick deep in her belly, hoping to bring her to life again.
"That was nice," she mumbled. "I haven't had a ride like that in a long time."
"You're not finished yet," Tony gasped down at her, the ache throbbing hotly in his balls.
"God," she murmured in approval. "You held back for a long time."
"But not much more," he breathed hard, "I'm almost there."
"Roll over," she smiled sweetly up at him. "I' going to give you a special reward for being so patient." He pulled back, sliding his throbbing hardness wetly out of the soft moist warmth of her pussy. He hated to pull it out, he was so near shooting it off in her belly that he didn't want to stop, but he had to let her have her way. It would be best the first time until he learned more about making love to her. He had never done anything with his wife but get on top of her and after a few quick strokes shoot his load and that was it. She didn't like to play around and he even had the impression sometimes that she merely tolerated his lovemaking and didn't really enjoy it. Well, maybe he'd learn some things that might make her change her tune about things. He'd let his new teacher handle it from now on until he learned a little more about really pleasing a woman.
Sandy turned on her side toward him, and, reaching out with her hand, began stroking him, sliding the loose flesh up and down in a slow magical rhythm that caused his throbbing cock-ache to increase almost beyond endurance. Then she rose to her knees and hovered over him on all fours, her face a scant few inches from the rock-hard head of his blood-filled penis. She held it tightly between both hands, stroking it between the flat of her palms in a teasing up and down motion that caused his loins to undulate in time to her maddening rhythm.
Her head dropped slowly toward the hardness of him and suddenly her tongue flicked forward, the tip boring teasingly into the wetness of the tiny glans on the end. He sucked his breath in from the sudden electrifying contact. Chills rippled along the back of his spine, bringing a low groan from his lips. She brought her mouth down all the way and enclosed the whole of the sensitively pulsing cock-head in a moist warm pressure. Her lips tightened like an elastic band around it just below the swollen, lust-knotted head, trapping it completely inside the warm wet cavern of her mouth.
"Christ," he groaned, lifting his head from the bed and staring down at her passion contorted face. The sight of his hardened shaft of male flesh sunk halfway in between her widely ovaled lips increased the maddening sensations a thousand-fold. His licentiously pounding cock was still wet from the secretions of her orgasm and glistened like the stump of a wet tree along the part she had not yet taken between her soft moist lips. She massaged the tender resilient skin of his testicles gently with one hand and stroked the rigid underside of his cock between the thumb and forefinger of the other as she began to suck rhythmically up and down. He could feel the softness of her tongue twirling maddeningly around it at the apex of withdrawal, the tip flicking magically across the tiny opening of the glans on the end-tip. He flexed his buttocks hard, his head still raised, watching the top of her head bobbing lewdly up and down below him. The sight of her adulterous labors made it all the more exciting for him.
Sandy could feel his throbbing reaction and began to suck his lust-engorged cock a little harder, the tips of her teeth digging gently into the hotly resisting flesh, leaving small white trails where they had scraped the blood from beneath the swollen surface of the skin. She shifted her position over his thigh without disengaging her warm soft mouth from his penis and kneeled on all fours up between his widespread legs. Reaching under his buttocks and cupping them in her palm, she pulled his loins up tighter to her face. Her tongue swiped furiously around and around the burgeoning cock-head until Tony felt it nearing the bursting point as she took almost all of the rigidly aroused shaft deep into her tender throat. He was certain she would choke, but she continued the maddening sucking on and on.
Great swirls of heat were building deep, deep in his belly as he watched her face working above his sweating loins. He could see tiny rivulets of sweat rolling in thin droplets from the side of her body as she bucked over him like a demon gone mad. The muscles of his stomach tightened until he thought they would snap from the pressure as he arched his back up off the bed, pushing even farther up between the sensual moistness of her lips. Thin pink ridges of flesh pulled out from her mouth, clinging greedily to his thrusting cock as he withdrew, and were shoved brutally back inside on the instroke.
He groaned over and over again, his lips working crazily and incoherent mutterings splitting from between his clenched teeth. Suddenly he gasped. The moment was here and a low, guttural sound started from somewhere deep in his chest as he felt the hot sticky sperm begin its mad dash from the lust-tightened sanctity of his balls and begin spewing in hot thin streams into her insanely sucking mouth. Her cheeks expanded and hollowed fish-like as she greedily swallowed the warm flooding gushes to keep from choking. She went on sucking wildly as he emptied his white-hot sperm into the sucking wetness of her mouth. His hands tangled cruelly in her hair, holding her head to the intense throbbing of his loins as he pushed his lewdly squirting instrument all the way down to her tonsils. She coughed sporadically as she swallowed to regain her breath. He moaned his last and grunted finally in complete fulfillment. Slowly, his cock deflated in her mouth, but she continued the gentle sucking, drawing every last tiny drop of the warm sticky sperm from his battered cock. And then ... there was none left.
She had sucked him dry and with a groan he collapsed, arms widespread, back across the bed. She nibbled gently at him for awhile, her head resting softly on his thigh and then crawled up over his body to cradle his head against her still-heaving breasts. She bent down and kissed him full on the lips.
"Like it?" Sandy said softly after a moment.
"Mmmmmm," was all he had the strength to manage, looking into her eyes with an appreciative gleam.
"There's a lot more."
"Huh? What're you talking about?" Tony looked puzzled. "Simple. Just get in touch with ol' Stu Watson next time you're around and I'll show you." The satisfied young businessman smiled down at her and held her nakedness close to him. He'd be in touch all right, and he'd try his damnedest to make this one of his most frequent travel stops. Christ yes, it was worth the money for sure, worth that and a million dollars more! The hell with his wife!