Chapter 15
It was later than she realized. Crawling out the door, she saw nothing but darkness ahead. St. Cloud was closed up for the evening, which was just as well since she was stark naked and would attract a lot of attention especially in a small town.
She stumbled around, trying to stand up and get to the car. The neon light of the motel outlined her blimpish figure as she. stumbled around on the sharp gravel roadway.
I can't believe I ate the whole thing! Her mind was still reeling from the chaotic events inside the motel room. Now, you've really gone over the edge! Licking shit off a dildo, that's the end! Gladys thought she was going to be sick. She imagined herself going crazy. She heard another scream coming from the motel room, and her heart beat quickened. That had to be Jackie. The poor young thing, thought Gladys. she only wanted to have a little harmless fun and she ended up with Bernie.
What a jolt that must be! Gladys tried standing. Her legs were like rubber bands, but she did manage to get to her feet She remembered the car was nearby, but without her glasses, it was hard to see.
A car full of drunk teenagers whizzed by. "Hey, did you see that?" said a youth. "A naked woman wondering around the motel parking lot I must be dreaming."
Gladys paid no attention. She gritted her teeth as another scream came from the motel room. This one was softer and from a distance it was impossible to hear.
It must find the car! Jesus, it gets cold around here! I wish I had brought some clothes along, I feel stupid as hell wondering around blind without a stitch on!
She stumbled several more times before covering the last few yards to the spot where the car was. At least she thought the Dodge was her car, Gladys not being very good at telling one American auto from another.
Her head was finally clearing and her strength returning. I wish Bernie hadn't made me do it! I feel so ashamed of myself I could die! Gladys was lost in her own thoughts. She pulled herself up by the door latch, groaning as she moved her ponderous flesh.
She was unaware of the sounds coming from inside the car.
"Suck it! Ooooohhhh, that's the best way!" groaned Ralph. He was lying down in the back seat of the Dodge while Trixie sucked on his dick. Saliva foamed at the sides of her mouth as she brought her mouth up and down his shaft. The drag of her cushiony mouth delighted him. She could make him feel good in more ways than he could count.
"Hurry! Jesus, I can't wait, darling," he groaned. "It feels good right now. Right this minute ... THIS SECOND!! "
The come was in his cock. It was a ball of red got fury looking for a wet home. And it had found one inside Trixie's willing mouth. His balls erupted and Ralph knew that the time had come. He grabbed her ears and brought her face down savagely on his pole. Her flicking tongue tripped his hammer and hot, semen gushed into her mouth. His sperm defied gravity as it pushed deep up into her mouth. He rolled his hips, pumping the fluid home until his balls were dry and his cock began wilting.
"That's good sucking," he commented, feeling the sensual ease creep through him. He loved the few precious moments of peace he experienced following orgasm. His exhausted muscles felt good and his tortured soul felt in harmony with the rest of the world.
So it was unlucky for Gladys to come stumbling into the car at that particular moment. His cock was still piping jizz into Trixie's mouth when he saw her at the door. Then, before he could say a word, she was inside with them fumbling around on the front seat.
"Oh shit, I've got the wrong car," she said, realizing her mistake once inside and hearing voices of the excited lovers.
This is not happening! I am having a bad dream with a very fat woman crawling around in it! Ralph groaned as the final spurt of seed oozed out into Trixie's mouth. Then he turned his attention to the rude invader.
"What are you doing, lady," he said. "And why are you naked."
"I'm running from my husband, Bernie," she said, shutting the door behind her. "I don't have my glasses or I wouldn't have mixed up the cars."
She sniffed in the air, smelling the after glow of their lovemaking.
"Look don't mind me," she said. "Give the girl a little of your sperm. That's okay. Whatever makes you feel good."
Ralph was perplexed. He was not used to having strange naked woman crawl into his car and make comments on his love-making. It offended his masculine pride, and he wanted her out of the car immediately.
"All right, but I feel sorry for the poor, innocent girl who is at the mercy of my husband," she said. Then Gladys told them in great, extended detail about the plastic phallus ramming the girl's insides.
"That must hurt," said Trixie. She secretly wondered what a long, vibrating penis would feel like up her love channel. As long as it was hot and wet, she couldn't imagine it hurting. "Maybe the girl enjoys that sort of thing."
"Well, why the hell is she screaming so loud, you little slut," snapped Gladys. "Listen!"
From the motel room came the muffled cry of Jackie's terrified voice. Ralph listened out of curiosity at first, but when his ears perked at the familiar sound of Jackie's voice, he came unglued.
"That's no girl in there," he said, bolting upright. "That's my cousin."
Ralph was hot enough to explode. He grabbed his pants and pulled them on. "That's Jackie in there." There was desperation in the way he dressed and an animal violence in his actions. He leaped from the car and hurried off towards the sounds.
"Jesus, lady, you wouldn't believe what you have just done," said Trixie watching her lover disappear.
"Oh, I think I do," Gladys was a good judge of men having had quite a few male lovers in her lifetime, "Bernie is going to have his hands full and, frankly, I hope your friend beats the shit out of him."
Then she quickly turned her attention to Trixie. "And how do you feel darling?" she asked. She placed a hand on Trixie's thighs and brought her face down to the girl's hot bubbling twat.