Chapter 8
With some misgivings, Nancy followed Johnny Kelly up to his sumptuous second-story Bayside digs. Jim, the bartender she'd met earlier at the club, and Cherry, a beautiful black girl and one of the strippers at the lounge, were waiting by the pool for them and they entered as a foursome.
"Well, this is it," Johnny announced proudly, helping the voluptuous dark-haired mother off with her coat. "What do you think of it?"
"It's nice," Nancy commented appreciatively as she stepped down from the foyer into the sunken living room with its enormous free-standing fireplace. "Really nice!"
In a few minutes, Jim and Cherry were already seated behind a coffee table in front of a king-sized bed "Too big to fit in the bedroom," Johnny explained while in front of them stood a bottle of Black-and-White Scotch and an ice bucket. Soft seductive music played from the paneled box of a stereo beside a small bar to one side of the room. It all looked very seductive particularly the mirrored ceiling and wall behind the enormous bed!
Nancy sat down beside Johnny on the couch while Jim, ever the bartender, poured out the drinks. "We'll only be with you for a short while," he slurred. "We've got some unfinished business that needs attending to!"
Cherry ran her well-manicured nails through his shaggy gray-streaked brown hair. "I'm glad you weren't so crude about it, sugar," she purred huskily at him. Then, looking languidly across at Nancy, "He usually makes a reference to his manhood, and that I can't stand!"
"Ya'll mean you don't like the size of it," he mocked her sultry Southern inflection. "Or, is it just too hard for ya'll?"
Cherry let out a lewdly assertive laugh. "There he goes. Don' need much encouragement, do he?" Nancy sipped nervously at her drink. She could still feel the effects of the Pernod and the Peach Brandies they had consumed earlier, but in her state of mind she welcomed the refreshing taste of the Scotch. Still, she was having second thoughts about staying, lessened only superficially by Kelly's reassuring arm around her shoulders.
Cherry was apparently pleased with the way things were working out, and made soft cooing noises against Jim's shoulder as the bartender squirmed closer to the statuesque black stripper who was nearly young enough to be his daughter. Nancy wondered whether the whole evening hadn't been planned around her own seduction. She recalled the Pernod Johnny had given her and the sequence of events began to form a disturbing pattern in her mind.
Kelly reached behind the coffee table and turned up the sound of the stereo. The deep, resonant voice of Brook Benton resounded from the dual stereo speakers across the room. It was strange how a few senseless words of unrequited love from a popular tune could have all kinds of meanings for a person, Nancy thought Those few words reverberated in her mind, bringing back memories of lovemaking with Bill during the first months of their marriage, so long ago. Yet, even now, she could picture him wandering down a street in Minneapolis with one of those little hussies he used to step out with.
The girl would be pretty, right enough, and she would rest her hand lightly on Bill's arm. He would buy her a drink and ... and in a few minutes they would be dancing, just as Jim and Cherry were dancing in front of her right now!
"Feeling down, gorgeous?" Johnny queried abruptly. "You look like someone just shot your hamster!"
"I-I apologize for letting myself get out of hand back there. That's ... That's the first time any man other than my husband has touched me. I-I don't know what happened."
"It was pretty exciting, you've got to admit," Kelly laughed. "It just shows you're human, Nancy ... A girl'd have to be made out of Silly-Putty to resist an act like that!"
Nancy laughed in spite of her heartfelt guilt. It was nice talking to Johnny; he seemed to understand her more than the others, and she began to relax for the first time since they'd arrived at his apartment. Even though the young M. C. had caressed her up between her thighs earlier, she supposed he was like any other man trying to take advantage of his date for the evening. He seemed more like a handsome young nephew than someone she had to fear.
She finished her drink, and Johnny rose from the couch and went to the small bar to get another bottle of Scotch and returned to his seat on the couch, making no move toward her. They talked at random for a few minutes, making joking comments on how tight Jim was holding the young black stripper. Then, Nancy became engrossed in watching the couple and hardly noticed when her handsome young escort excused himself to go to the bathroom. As she listened to the music, the young mother couldn't help noticing how close Jim was thrusting his body against Cherry's. She watched as the older man pressed the leanness of his hips into the young negress's pelvis and held his body there for a moment, gyrating his buttocks smoothly back and forth and sliding one hand down to squeeze suggestively at her full rounded ass cheeks Cherry wrapped both her arms around his waist and was pressing firmly on the small of his back with the palms of her tiny hands. Nancy felt a ripple of sensation race through the tender area up between her legs. She felt strange, looking at the intimately dancing couple from this distance without so much as a shrug of embarrassment coming from them. As the bartender shifted slightly away from his girlfriend, Nancy could see the elongated line of his bulging cock pressing through his slacks. It looked huge, almost as though it could burst his fly in all its awesome stiffness!
The bulge pressed hard against Cherry's slacks, touching, Nancy thought, where the black girl's clitoris must be. She brought her drink to her lips and sipped, trying to dull the growing excitement throbbing up between her thighs. One of Cherry's long-nailed hands rode from the roundness of Jim's rock-hard buttocks to the angle of his hip bone. He shifted his weight towards her, and she slid her hand down the front of his pants, coming to rest on the bulge.
Nancy watched as Cherry began a slow tantalizing up-and-down movement over the cock pressing out from beneath Jim's slacks. He made a perceptible rocking motion, arching up on the balls of his feet so that the length of his penis lay aslant the clasping palm of her hand. And then, suddenly, Cherry gripped the clasp of the bartender's fly and pulled down the zipper. With knowing fingers, she wormed her hand inside the bartender's slacks, gripped his massively hardened penis, and pulled it out into the open air of the room where it reared up long and hard between her fingers. His warmly throbbing cock lurched involuntarily into Cherry's hand as she clasped her fingers around its thickness, massaging the fleshy foreskin in smooth jerks until it was pressing hotly against her abdomen.
"Oh sugar, he's so hard!" Cherry laughed as though totally oblivious to Nancy's presence. "Not as hard as it's going to be when I screw the shit out of you with it," Jim bellowed suddenly.
Across the room from them, Nancy was no longer capable of containing the excitement tingling in her wetly pulsating vagina. If she waited a moment longer, Johnny would be back ... and confronting him with Jim and Cherry the way they were now might have tragic consequences! Still, the same caution that had kept her silent in the club restrained her from calling attention to herself now; she tried not to look at the couple, concentrating as much as she could on the soft music coming from the stereo. The lewd couple leaned forward and opened their mouths against each other in a deep soul kiss. In spite of herself, Nancy's eyes flickered down the long thick rod clasped nakedly in the black girl's hand. She could make out the one small pearl of warm male lubricant on the blood-inflated head of his cock as the black girl's fingers slid from the underside of his erect penis and lewdly circled around the tip to probe against the tiny slit at the end. His hands slipped from her smoothly curving buttocks to the side zipper of her slacks. Then, the young mother could see him working the zipper down and tugging at the waistband of her slacks while the lusty negress undulated her hips, wriggling loose from the clinging material. The slacks slipped smoothly down her firm full thighs, falling to her ankles, when she neatly stepped out of them.
"My God," Nancy said involuntarily, the shock of what she was viewing bringing her back to reality. She stood up, grabbing her purse, and headed for the door just as Kelly reentered.
"Leaving so early, gorgeous?" he questioned. "Just when the party's starting?"
"This is too much!" Nancy choked in exasperation. "I've had about all I can stand for one day!" Suddenly, Kelly smiled and pressed his hand against her shoulder, guiding her smoothly backwards to the couch. "Hey, baby," he soothed, "nobody's gonna hurt you!"
Beneath Nancy's protesting plea was a strong desire to stay ... to unburden herself of the feelings of growing rage against her daughter-in-law ... and so, her protests stilled by her own uncertainty, she ended up back on the sofa ... and regretted it immediately!
She looked up to see Jim kicking off his shoes and dropping his pants. Cherry sat on the bed, gazing appreciatively at him ... it was almost as though the two of them were alone! "Will you please show me the way to get out of here?" Nancy whispered harshly. Kelly crossed his arms stubbornly across his chest and stared at her coolly. "Stick around, lady," he said. "You might just learn something!"
"I think I've learned enough for one evening," she returned. Then, she looked up at the almost naked form of the stripper seated before her on the bed. Cherry's blue-black hair fell softly down her back and curled over her shoulders, touching the twin, high-set moons of her breasts. Beneath the transparency of her brassiere, the slight rise of her nipples could be seen, a gentle brown beneath the flimsy white cloth. Jim, his demandingly throbbing cock standing erect against the tightly coiled hairs of his belly, slid across the side of the bed to her. "Now, I've definitely got to go!" Nancy choked and stood up from the couch.
She lurched backward when she felt Kelly's hand curl brutally around her shoulder, pulling her onto the sofa beside him again. "Oh please! ... Now, this is enough, let me go!" she beat her hands against his chest as he pulled her roughly against him. She felt her nipples unexpectedly stiffen when he pressed his lips against her own and splurged his tongue into her mouth. She tried to close her mouth to shut off the brutal invasion, but the will of her body fought against her conscience, and her lips began to open, her tongue fluttering lewdly against the tip of his tongue as it plunged deeply inward.
"Look, gorgeous," Johnny said, breaking contact with her mouth, "you just stay here and watch awhile ... You're a big girl now ... You can handle it!"
Nancy looked warily into his face, searching for reassurance, the uncertainty of her own emotion paralyzing her. Then, turning to the bed again, she started when she saw Cherry now lying spread-eagled at its center, completely naked. Her head was rolling back and forth on the mattress, her beautiful young face contorted in ecstasy.
Jim was kneeling between her widespread legs, running his lips and tongue moistly up and down her voluptuously writhing body. Nancy bolted forward, but Kelly's fingers on her shoulder pulled her body back to him. She couldn't move! Johnny's restraining arm and the lewd spectacle of the black girl lying naked before Jim's crouching figure immobilized her. She tried to blot out the obscene picture but she couldn't. She had to look the salacious scene was mesmerizing her. Her mind rebelled to watch a strange man toying with the nakedly squirming body of a bewitchingly beautiful young black woman.
Nancy reached quickly forward and retrieved her drink, welcoming the sensation of it burning into her stomach and immediately surging into her blood stream. The alcohol she had consumed throughout the evening almost at once was reinforced and took effect again, as though the sip of Black and White Scotch had rekindled something inside her. Her head lightened. Her fingertips tingled and felt warm, and the nipples of her gently uplifting breasts stiffened as her eyes swept back to the black girl's beautiful body.
Cherry really was beautiful, she thought as she gazed in intoxicated rapture at the enchanting figure spread in sacrifice on the bed before her. Even held here in Johnny Kelly's restraining arm, Nancy could appreciate the lush curves of the woman's proud black breasts and the tight arc of her buttocks pressing provocatively on the mattress beneath ... and for a moment, the alcohol-dazed young mother forgot she was being kept here against her will to watch the stripper's ravishment. Adding to her depraved excitement, was the fact that Cherry was actually bold enough to let her date do such a lewd thing in front of others!
Jim, the bartender, was grinning obscenely as he placed himself in position over the naked negress' rapidly rising and falling body, his face hanging within inches of the kinky curling hair that covered her pubic mound below. His hands were pressed down on the smooth flat plane of her stomach, and his thumbs massaged for a moment, then pulled outward slowly, parting the hair-lined cuntal lips to expose her moist contrasting pink vaginal slit. The dainty bud of her clitoris was clearly visible throbbing into hardness just above the stretched elastic opening to her pussy.
Jim's head fell, his face plunging down to the naked Vee between her legs, his tongue slipping from his mouth to lick tantalizingly at the trembling bud of raw nerves at the top of her slit. Cherry's body spasmed, and, momentarily, her thighs jerked together in rapture, ensheathing her boyfriend's head. Her buttocks began a gentle up and down movement on the mattress, reaching up to thrust the wetly glistening slit of her pussy against his face. Jim grasped both her legs and splayed them wide apart, his head nestling down into the angle of them, his mouth and teeth claiming the soft velvety flesh of her inner thighs as he pulled his tongue from her pussy and began licking and biting her defenselessly upraised buttocks.
Nancy's mouth fell open in disbelief as she watched Cherry twisting so lustfully at the depraved sucking of her loins. Her confusion mounted as she watched the two figures lewdly writhing on the bed in front of her. Was this real or a figment of her intoxicated imagination? She couldn't fathom her state of mind, nor could she understand why she was responding so physically to the scene on the bed! She felt almost a part of it, and yet distantly removed from everything, as though she were actually off to one side watching herself reacting to the lewd act of oral love between another unmarried couple.
Nancy's own body began an involuntary swaying in time to that of Cherry's as the black stripper's nakedly groveling body squirmed in obscene surrender to the nerve-shattering licking of the lips and mouth glued to her pussy. Alongside her, she felt Johnny Kelly guiding her hand down over his trousers until it was resting on the belt of his slacks. His other arm extended around her back and touched at the sensitive underside of her right breast; the reverberations of sensations from his softly caressing fingers distracted her from the salacious pressure of his fingers against her hand on his belt ... and then the metallic sound of his zipper being pulled down echoed obscenely through her consciousness.
"Go ahead, touch it ... it won't hurt you," the young M. C. hissed lewdly in her ear.
The sight of Kelly's massively hardened penis jutting out from the coarse black pubic hairs around its thick base stunned the beautiful brunette mother. The tiny slit at the end of the bulbous cock-head seemed to peer up at her, its droplet of clear lubricant gleaming like a pearl in an oyster. Slowly, he drew her hand down from his belt buckle to the excitedly pulsating cock; she offered only token resistance, drawn as much through her own arousal as by the strength of his hand. As her fingertips made their first heated contact, she drew in her breath.
"I can't, please, please, don't make me do this, Johnny," she pleaded, not removing her eyes from the eagerly throbbing penis.
Kelly's other arm began massaging and cupping her ripely quivering breast in a teasing circle, causing her to squirm her buttocks down into the cushion of the couch. She fought a double battle now between one hand holding her fingers closely against the rigidly heated length of his cock, and the other that was kneading the sensitive mounds on her chest. Small warning spasms of pleasure radiated warmly down from her breasts into her tightly clenched thighs, bringing renewed moisture to the silk panties that pressed into Nancy's hotly pulsing cuntal crevice.
Something inside the young mother's mind seemed to snap, leaving her will shattered and left nothing but a desire to be fulfilled, a wanting she'd had all evening long. Slowly, she unclenched her fingers and gently wound them around the thick rubbery shaft.
She did it as Bill had taught her after they had married, holding it below the head and jerking the foreskin up and down gently, but this was different than pulling on her husband's cock ... Johnny's was at least two inches longer and a half an inch thicker! Indeed, she had difficulty fitting her small hand around it without straining her fingers.
Gradually, she fell into an easy motion, sliding her hand up and down his long hardness, feeling an answering throb from the organ as she drew her fingers up against the vein below its lust-swollen head. Then, without volition, she leaned forward, letting him unzip her dress. She released her grip on his hotly throbbing penis long enough for him to pull the snug cotton fabric from her arms and let it drop to her waist beneath her jiggling naked breasts ... then her hand returned quickly to his cock and she continued her lewd ministrations with renewed pleasure. Only moments had passed since she gave in emotionally to him, but already she felt willing to let Kelly slide a hand down from her yearning breasts to probe for wetly heated pussy through her bunched cotton dress. One of his hands kneaded her breasts and swollen beige nipples, while the other moved up under her dress and began lasciviously caressing her moistly pulsating pussy through the slick nylon fabric of her panties.
"Christ, Jim, suck it, lick my puss," she heard Cherry gasp from the bed as the lewd bartender tongued into her pinkly glistening vaginal slit, lowering and raising his head rhythmically while one of his hands squeezed and fondled her erotically jostling breasts above. Slowly, he raised himself from between her legs, sliding up her sweat-soaked body, pausing momentarily to probe the scarlet tip of his enormously thick cock against the swollen chocolate flanges of her pussy; then he continued slithering his lean muscular frame over her squirming young belly until his arms were outstretched on either side of her high-set conical breasts.
Finally he pivoted himself up so that his ass cheeks straddled the succulent ebony mounds.
Nancy could see the black stripper's fleshy breasts squeeze out from under the naked cheeks of Jim's buttocks as he sank down, squashing them on her chest. His massively erect penis stood straight up from his belly, with the turgid rubbery head only inches from her beautiful face. Then he swiveled his hips, forcing her fully ripened lips open with the lust swollen head of his cock. He flexed his lower torso back and forth until several small droplets of cum oozed from his hotly throbbing glans and lubricated the half-open mouth surrounding it "Just look at that beautiful bitch suck," Nancy's handsome young escort breathed in excitement "I-I never saw anyone doing that before tonight ... except my husband. But he just tried ... I wouldn't let him!"
Johnny's head dipped, his wetly ovaled lips sucked around one spiked-out nipple, drawing inward and gnawing his teeth around its lust-stiffened succulence. The eagerly trembling young mother jerked at the sudden sharp pain, then settled back against Kelly's broad shoulder. In blind reaction to the abrupt pulsations of erotic pleasure that tingled down from the firm melons of her breasts, she began jerking vigorously on the M. C.'s lust-distended cock. She could feel the warm droplets of lubricant trickling down from the head to moisten her palm as she eased her hand more softly now up and down its rigid underside. Beneath her he fingered the tight elastic legband of Nancy's panties, stealthily touching the quivering furrow of wet flesh between her hotly throbbing vaginal hump and her thighs.
Nancy could feel the smooth droplets of her own moistness rivuleting from her wetly tingling pussy into the narrow split between her restless buttocks. Quickly then, he reached down to pull her dress completely off. Barely aware of what she was doing, Nancy raised her buttocks, permitting him to remove the light confining material and drop it to the floor.
"Jesus, you're beautiful, gorgeous!" the handsome M. C. exclaimed with an audible intake of breath.
He stood then, his impatiently throbbing cock rearing obscenely out from his fly, and rapidly pulled off his pants and shirt. Nancy's eyes searched hungrily over his large chest covered with curly dark hair and down the flatness of his stomach to the thick turgid shaft of his penis. He thrust his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and drew them down, kicking them against the pile of clothes in front of them.
"Stand up!" he commanded.
Kelly's strong words startled Nancy for a moment. A resurgence of guilt flooded through her ... and the image of Cherry hungrily sucking on Jim's sperm-bloated cock fused with the myriad of sensations and images that had bombarded her consciousness all evening. Still, she stood up from the couch, naked but for her thin nylon panties, her sensually ripened body swaying slightly under the effects of the liquor.
"Lie down on the bed," Johnny instructed. "Next to them!"
"Oh God, I-I can't, Johnny," the young mother protested, her face flushing in embarrassment.
"Lie down, goddam it!"
Nancy's uncertain legs felt suddenly rubbery as she slipped onto the mattress only inches away from the black stripper's naked body spread so lewdly out beneath the bartender. Johnny sat back beside her, but Nancy couldn't tear her eyes away from Cherry's sensuous lips ovaled so tightly around the blood-filled head of Jim's cock.
"Decided to join the party?" the lewd bartender queried as he thrust forward into Cherry's hungrily sucking mouth.
Instantly, Johnny thrust his hands inside the elastic waist band of Nancy's whisper-thin panties from behind. She jerked but turned toward him, lifting her thighs and buttocks to let him peel the filmy garment down over her smoothly rounded ass-cheeks. As he pulled them lower, his free hand moved surely to her naked cuntal mound and touched the quivering bud of her clitoris. Unprompted, the dark-haired young mother raised her ankles above the bed, letting her virile escort slide the last vestige of clothing from her voluptuous full-blown body. Almost as if they had a mind of their own, Nancy's cool slender fingers again went directly to the heated hardness of Johnny Kelly's prick. The young M. C. adjusted his weight so that she was sitting atop his muscular thighs, facing him, with her long lithe legs around his hips. His cock was swaying only inches now from the healthy bush of pubic hair that framed her dripping cunt.
They faced each other, sitting up, their naked bodies jostling from the movement of Jim pistoning in and out of Cherry's mouth beside them. Slowly, Johnny drew the shamelessly aroused young mother's body toward him as he shoved his lust-swollen cock-head against the pinkly parting lips of her pussy. Trembling her expectation, Nancy raised her thighs above Kelly's, spiraling her legs from her seated position around his ass and squirming her wetly throbbing vaginal sheath against the fleshy underside of his hardness.
Johnny's handsome face dipped to suck and nibble gently at one erect nipple and then the other. Again, the young mother squirmed forward, using her buttocks against his thighs, feeling now the heated pulsing of his shaft pressing against the little opening of her pussy. "Now, let me fuck you, gorgeous!" he rasped. "You know fucking-A well you want it as bad as I do...!"
The room seemed to spin before Nancy's startled grey eyes. The younger man's strongly muscled body came into obscene focus, and she felt the hot throbbing tip of his enormous penis sliding back and forth over her wetly flowering cuntal lips ... strange hot flesh touching her where no one but Bill had ever touched her before!
Johnny moaned lustily as his lips moved over Nancy's forty-two inch bust, his eyes hard and cruel in the greed of his desire. "I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before. Now, open your legs wide ... Yeah, that's right ... Now, down flat on your back so we can do it together!"
Quivering half in fear, half in anticipation, Nancy lay back obediently, feeling his body following hers, his arms stiff, his hands now resting on her shoulders. Lying on her back, she could see the wetly glistening white trunk of the bartender's cock stretching Cherry's dark lips as he thrust in and out of her sucking mouth.
The closeness of the other couple increased her excitement to an unbearable degree. She wondered how Cherry could tame the thickness of his penile enormity inside her mouth; it looked like the poor girl would strangle on it if Jim actually came in her mouth. And, suddenly, that thought too heightened her arousal to the point where she began trembling anew. Then, as Johnny Kelly levered over her, he dropped one hand between their naked bodies and took his hard thick cock between his fingers and guided it forward, using the lubricated tip to part the fleshy lips of her cunt.
Nancy turned her head to the side of the mattress, glimpsing Cherry's face contorted around the rigidly pulsing column of Jim's penis, and closed her eyes with a shudder as she felt the soft electrical contact of Johnny's desire-swollen flesh against the sensitive edges of her lust-moistened pussy. She held her breath for what seemed an eternity, lying still in utter subjugation beneath the young M. C., not even daring to breathe.
And then, he thrust!
"AAAUUURRRGGGHHH!" she gasped, jerking at the first piercing pressure against the taut elastic opening of her hotly throbbing cunt. She whimpered her heartfelt torture as the lust-swollen tip of his cock wormed cruelly through her painfully stretched pussy lips, and felt as though her thighs were ripped apart from the unyielding pressure there. She wanted to scream, to tell him to stop, but his powerfully driving hips swiveled forward again, skewering his impaling hardness another half inch inside her.
God, he was killing her, and ... and he was enjoying it!
Suddenly, the smile on Kelly's face dissolved into an expression of sheer unbridled lust. Nancy could sense his mood changing ... his emotions catapulting from desire to an insatiable cruel need to ram the thick length of his hotly throbbing cock with all possible force through the moistly dilating walls of her cunt. He fell forward, his weight smashing her full firm breasts tightly back against her chest. He thrust his hips forward at the same time and his long thick cock slid into her cunt like a rapier plowing through the soft moist flesh of her vaginal walls.
"Oh, dear God!" the young mother cried, flailing her lustrous dark hair from side to side in protest against the brutal impalement. Suddenly, she felt her inner muscles collapsing against his penetration, and all resistance disappeared. There was no stopping him now until, with a loud groan, Johnny's bloated balls smacked heavily into the defenselessly upturned cheeks of her buttocks. Nancy had never been so cock-filled in her life, and the young man's penis felt as though it had ripped her vagina in a thousand tiny threads as he speared into her without mercy or thought of injury. His massively swollen thickness lay sunk deep in her belly filling her to the point where she felt certain the dripping apple-like head of it would burst through to pierce her heart. She could feel every tiny ridge of flesh as it pressed against the soft flesh of her pussy, enclosed in her moist warm sheath like a sword sliced cruelly into the belly of an unsuspecting victim.
Meanwhile, Jim was wildly thrusting the entire lust-inflated length of his cock deep into Cherry's sucking mouth, with each brutal stroke his cum-filled balls slapping obscenely up against her chin. Nancy felt the satiny chocolate flesh of Cherry's arm brush softly against her own, and she wondered how long it would take until the filthy bartender would empty his bloated scrotum into the black girl's warmly sucking oral sheath.
Her answer wasn't long in coming, for even as she watched in obscene fascination, Jim jerked his wildly pulsing cock suddenly out of Cherry's mouth and held the huge, lust-swollen head an inch away. And then, with a deep animal cry, he began to squirt his hot sticky cum directly into her wide-open mouth.
Nancy found herself swallowing in sympathy as Johnny's strong hands slipped down her sides and slid under the soft globes of her grinding buttocks, grasping them cruelly, viciously, one in each hand. She still looked to the side, watching the black girl's face bobbing rapidly up and down on the bartender's penis, trying to keep up with the wildly ejaculating load of sperm pumping into her pretty sepia face.
Then, Nancy's attention was drawn back with cruel force to Johnny Kelly thrusting his long thick hardness up between her legs. The pain was gone now ... her legs on either side of his skewering rod of flesh were jerking and quivering in uncontrolled abandon. Nancy's whole body twitched and writhed in complete abandonment beneath him as she groaned in anguish and need up into the moistness of his mouth and shoved her tongue deep into his throat. All she wanted now was to extinguish the lewd obscene burning sensation that flickered wantonly through her cunt into her belly and up to where it swept out to the tips of her quivering breasts. "Oh God, do it!" she panted.
"Do what, gorgeous? What do you want me to do?" Johnny tightened his hands on the softly pliant moons of her ass. "FUCK MEEE!" she screamed.
The velvety walls of the young mother's vagina grasped the M. C.'s hot stalk of flesh tightly, milking him until she could feel every tiny wrinkle of his cock. Nancy's intoxicated mind reveled in her wickedness, and she screwed her belly up against his pelvis until she could feel the tantalizing tightness of his balls pressed hard into the wide-stretched anal crevice below her vagina. He rammed forward again, burrowing the length of his cock deeper into the tightly clinging cuntal walls until the head bounced off her cervix. She tightened her buttocks, feeling his hands knead them with greater pressure, and then she raised her ass cheeks off the mattress, screwing her suddenly wild pussy up against his pulsating hardness.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" she chanted, sliding her legs around his outer thighs and snaking them over his churning buttocks until the balls of her feet rested on the small of his back. "Oh God, fuck me 'til I die!"
Kelly's muscular torso stiffened into a band of steel tendons. He groaned and stabbed his rigid pole of flesh like a hot sword into her wetly pulsating cunt. One of his hands slipped from her undulating buttocks to where his cock was pistoning moistly in and out of her pussy. Johnny played his fingers over Nancy's hot pussy lips clasped tight to his rampaging cock, and felt their softness pulling and giving with each jack-hammer thrust into her. He squeezed and massaged the contracting flesh of her cunt, coaxing tender moans of obscene submission from her lust-constricted throat, feeling at the same time, the ever-widening passage of her vagina palpitating in hungry need as it swallowed his cock to the balls.
"Oh, sweet Jesus," Kelly sputtered, quickening his thrusts as she thrashed her lush young body beneath him. "Oh, yessssss, Johnny darling, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeee!" she intoned, digging her feet harshly into his back.
The tips of her nipples danced lewdly against Kelly's muscular chest, and the ecstatic tingle radiating outward from her nipples mingled in the pit of her stomach with the ripples of pleasure shooting obscenely upward from her cock-impaled vagina.
"Fuck me!" she commanded, gasping, the lewd words and phrases bubbling out of some previously untouched depths of her soul.
She was fast approaching orgasm now and her sensually aroused body became something animal as she writhed and twisted, pulling her legs outward and raising her feet higher up on Johnny Kelly's back as she opened up more and more of her creamy pink crevice to him. Her head flailed from side to side, spilling her ash-brown hair over the mattress in all directions and across her face ... Oh God, how she loved it!
Kelly grunted and groaned and quickened his stroke, grinding hard and deep so that his madly pulsating cock bored far up into the hidden untouched recesses of her womb. He rammed into her with a relentless onward pressure, plowing the softly clinging walls of flesh before him as he slapped the head of his big thick cock incessantly against the tender ball of her cervix. And then, he was there!
"OOOoooh Christ!" he groaned. "I'm cumming!" Nancy's hotly throbbing pussy clamped down around his thickness and her buttocks rose voluptuously off the bed and she began screwing her cunt wildly in tight ovals around and around, feeling the warm gushes of his wet viscous liquid flooding hotly from his expanding cock. He plowed into her faster, digging deeper until she thought the head of his cock would burst through her womb and come out her mouth. She reached up, up, upward with her straining loins, reaching for her orgasm. And then, it was there ... just within reach!
Suddenly, Nancy lurched back, lifting her body far off the bed in an effort to get as much of Kelly's long thick hardness into her as possible. "OH GOD, I'M CUMMMING!" she screamed. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"
She could feel Johnny's sperm-bloated testicles bouncing against the crevice of her upturned buttocks, his talon-like fingers biting into her waspish waist and squeezing the soft flesh into random crazy shapes beneath his grip. Her orgiastic secretions gushed wetly around his lust-stiffened cock and then slowly flowed down her wildly trembling thighs.
Kelly tore at her buttocks like a maniac clawing the earth for gold, the twin moons as wide apart as he could pull them in order to watch his wildly jerking cock disappearing into the helpless young mother's moist pink cunt as he empted his balls into her most secret depths.
The whole room was alive with blobs of iridescent color dancing in front of Nancy's eyes in time to the explosions of hot sperm shooting far up into her quivering belly. Her wetly heated vaginal walls clasped and unclasped desperately, squeezing the M. C.'s hotly spurting cock like a milking machine. And then, as quickly as it had begun, it was over.
Nancy felt the spent young man pull his still-dripping cock from her cunt and flop over on his back beside her with a loud, "Whew, that was something else, gorgeous! Gimmee a couple minutes to catch my breath and we'll do it again ... Or, maybe you'd like to switch with Jim and Cherry here "
"Take me home," Nancy insisted with authority, her languid eyelids batting back the tears of remorse that threatened to consume her as she stared blankly at the ceiling. "Now!"
"But, I thought "
"Just take me home, Johnny," she sobbed. "Please ... My family will be worried sick!"