Chapter 11
Darleen Fields was really what you'd call a child bride. Why, to look at her, you'd swear she must have gotten married at ten or eleven to have two kids already. She could have passed for a high school cheerleader at any time, and in her bikini there was no evidence of aging or childbirth on her slender, mink-like body.
She was a country girl at heart, born to dirt-poor stock and still ill at ease with the country club set her well-off husband was a part of.
Allen Fields did not really have to work at all, having been blessed with more than just a silver spoon in his mouth... he got the whole damn silver service! But he worked as hard as any man, striving to make his personal fortune that much larger, eager for the next dollar that would bring him closer to being a full-fledged millionaire.
Darleen was immensely happy in the beginning, but when the "cuteness" of her southern drawl began to wear off and she saw his friends for what they really were -stuck-up snobs -well, her marriage quickly began to take a turn for the worse.
"Hi, good-lookin'... I didn't expect you until next week," the slender young blonde purred in her finest Georgia voice. She was sitting on the pool's edge, her feet dangling in the water, wearing the skimpiest bikini he had ever seen. It scarcely covered the soft light fleece of her pubic vee in front and creased provocatively down the deep furrowed slit of her ass in back. The bra cups were hardly more than an inch wide and the faint pink edges of her small girlish nipples peeked over the tops.
"Change in my schedule," he lied. "I hope you don't mind. I thought I'd clean your pool out this time... it's gettin' a little dirty."
Darleen cocked her pretty little blonde head and giggled, "Dirty? Why, I'm the only one that ever swims in it, what with my husband being gone all the time and the kids in school. You must be saying that I'm dirty."
"No, nothing like that... just leaves and sap from these trees." He went busily about his work... he was not as certain about this girl; she had flirted more than a few times, but nothing as overtly obvious as Sandy. No, this would take a little caution... but it should be worth it!
Darleen left the pool and went into the house without a word; Bill wondered if he had lost his one chance, but she returned in a few minutes with something in her hand.
"Since I'm so dirty, maybe you'd better clean me too," she grinned impishly, her freckled cheeks red with uncertainty. There was a bar of soap in her right hand and she held it out to him as they stood there by the edge of the pool.
He took it and put down his cleaning equipment. "I'd sure rather wash you than mess with this dirty pool, honey."
"Then what are you waiting for," she winked. Her hands went behind her and she unfastened the top to her scant bikini, letting it drop down her arms. Her breasts were crispy white, in stark contrast to her richly-tanned body, and her nipples were small and girlishly pink and soft.
Bill reached down, wet the bar of soap in the pool water and pressed it to the small blonde's chest. She was hardly over five feet, a foot shorter than he was, and she seemed incredibly petite and delicate — like a child almost.
She shivered arousedly as the soap and his fingers touched her freckled naked flesh and she sat down rather suddenly, leaning back against the concrete rim of the pool.
"C'mon... clean me all up, handsome," she purred softly, her gentle voice husky with emotion. "All over."
He rubbed the soap over her chest and began to move downward until he was gently caressing the pert firm orbs of her breasts. He lightly brushed over the budding peaks of her girlish pink nipples, and she yelped with painful intensity as he squeezed them between his thumb and first finger. He dropped the soap accidentally between her slightly- splayed slender legs and groped for it clumsily, his hands deliberately rubbing over the soft sensitive insides of her girlishly-trim thighs.
Darleen blushed and giggled like a schoolgirl out with an upper classman; she lifted her pert, saucy buttocks from the concrete beneath her and wiggled seductively out of her bikini bottom.
Bill gulped back his surprise and went about his enviable task — that of soaping the sultry young blonde's naked body. She had a deliciously beautiful belly, flat and seductive, and it tapered to a perfect pair of hips, sveltly flaring but without an extra ounce of fat, and a soft fleecy pubic vee that was so gently light and fluffy it nearly was invisible in the sunlight.
Her legs flared open suddenly, completely apart now, and she blushed again as she took his hairy wrist and guided his soapy fingers between her quivering thighs. They were shuddering with expectant passion, eager for a man's caressing touch... and anxious for the brutal pain of ravishment that every woman needs and craves!
A single stiffened finger, moist and soapy, brought a shuddering moan of very real pleasure to the naked married blonde's man-hungry lips as it slithered hotly along the hairless slit of her pussy. The soft pliant folds of her cunt flowered eagerly like the first buds of spring on a hot day, nakedly opening and offering this near-stranger complete and unquestioned access to the secret pleasures of her wanton genitals!
The halves of her pussy spread vulnerably apart like the sections of a sweet Danish pastry as his finger hotly probed the clasping depths of her cuntal wetness.
"Ooooh, yes, yes, lover... it feels so goooddd!" the nude housewife mewled throatily, her eyes clenched shut and her throat quivering with anxious arousal. Her legs scissored open and closed now involuntarily in a lewd motion of naked incitement... she wanted him and she wanted him badly!
Bill kissed her tenderly on the lips and whispered in her ear, pushing aside her wet blonde tresses. "You're not expecting any company, are you?"
Darleen gulped and whispered huskily, her voice tremoring with passion. "N-No... no one."
"Then, how about over there... on those padded mats?" he questioned.
Darlene's face brightened with shameful color, aware now for the first time that she was on the brink of adultery. She wavered a moment, thinking of the consequences... and of her own private pain.
"Yes! Yes! Let's hurry!" she gasped frantically, groping with her small hand for the growing hardness that bulged in Bill's work trousers. "I'll rinse the soap off first, darling... you get undressed! And hurry, God, hurry... I need your cock sooo bad!"
Bill undressed, watching the pert young blonde as she tiptoed on the wet poolside patio to an outdoor shower built into the retaining wall of the backyard gardens. Her saucy bottom- cheeks rubbed wetly together as she walked, grinding like moist ball bearings, and between her trim suntanned thighs, he could see the faintest wisp of pubic hair, all wet and dripping with soap as she hurriedly showered.
She held her face into the stinging spray, sudsing herself clean until her naked young skin glistened with fervent eagerness, beaded droplets of water clinging to her seductively and draining from all her secret hollows and clefts.
Her breasts bounced excitedly as she hurried to the thickly-padded mats he suggested; she dropped to her knees, her back to him as if she was almost afraid to watch him take his clothes off.
He was naked now, and he walked to where she awaited him — he could already see she was shivering with anticipation, and when he neared her, her head turned... putting her face only inches from his jutting erection!
"Oh, my God!" she gasped, reaching out to his thick, blood-heated hardness. "It's so big... and beautiful! Allen's hardly got anything between his legs! But you... Oh... oh!"
Bill contemplated fucking her right then and there, brutally and without mercy, fucking her until her legs turned to jelly and she screamed until her voice went hoarse... but there was something else he wanted first.
"You like it, huh?" he smirked down at her, his hand fondly stroking the foreskin of his immense erection. "How about a little taste? Or is that somethin' your hubby never got around to teachin' you?"
Darleen blushed, her freckles darkening with her unconcealed shame. "I... I never have. Allen said it was, well, dirty and... " Bill laughed out loud. "There ain't nothing dirty about it if you do it right. Why, suckin' cock's better than anything if you know how... Here, let me show you."
He pressed the purplish, mushroom-shaped head of his prick against her lips, wetting them with the oozing stickiness of his semen.
"Just open your lips and lick it a little... I'll show you the rest."
Darleen gulped back her shame, closed her eyes and opened her lips enough for him to slip the bulbous head of his cock over her bottom teeth. She shuddered as she felt the heaviness of it pressing down on her tongue.
"That's the way, honey... just work that sweet little tongue around some. MMmmm, yeah... you're gettin' it fast! Lick it and swirl your tongue around it... yeah!"
Darleen gulped again and again and did as he told her, nakedly ashamed now but afraid to turn back now that she had come this far. She sucked and swallowed again and again, and when he pressed his open palms against the sides of her head, she feared what was surely about to happen... he was going to shoot his cum down her throat! God! She'd surely choke!
"Don't stop sucking, baby, until I say to... just keep on suckin' and swallowin' and you'll be all right!" he grunted, fucking into her widely-splayed hps with long deep gagging strokes that bumped chokingly against the back of her tender virginal throat. Down past his cock, he could see the twin jiggling mounds of her breasts, her nipples wet with the shower water and hard from the passionate cock-sucking she was giving him. Man, she was a natural-born slut... she was lapping it up like mother's milk!
Suddenly, Bill grunted loudly and a rumbling came up from his loins as his jism rushed up from his balls and surged in a white-hot torrent down her throat. Darleen choked and gagged on the incredibly heavy cream of his ejaculation, but he held her head so tightly against his pelvis that she could do nothing but swallow somehow... or choke to death!
"That's it... keep on suckin'! Keep on!" He sighed pleasurably as his cock deflated and slipped flaccidly from her hps, leaving a wet sticky glob of his cum dripping from her lower lip. She opened her eyes tentatively and looked up at him, her breasts rising and falling in the frenzied arousal of her own desires.
"You missed a little," he grinned wickedly, pointing to her lip.
Darleen whimpered excitedly and her eyes half-clenched with passion as she licked the last remnant of his virile, life-giving sperm from her mouth as if it were rich sweet cream. She lay back on the mat, her legs slightly askew and her whole body tingling with goose bumps as she waited for whatever he desired to do with her... she was another man's wife, but for now she was his, she was his lust-slave! There would be no holds barred, nothing, and Bill could read it in her eyes!
He dropped to his knees between her legs and pushed them further apart. With the backs of his muscled hands, he spread her trim girlish thighs and lowered his head between them in a sudden movement that caught Darleen off-guard.
"Oh! N-No, p-please, not that... you can fuck me if you want me, lover, but p-please! I've never... I mean, no man has ever... "
"Shhh, baby... just close your eyes and let daddy do the work. You'll be a sucker for this when I've finished, believe me!"
She gasped suddenly like someone had delivered a pointed kick right between her soft feminine breasts as Bill's lips brushed electrifyingly over the warm moist folds of her pink pussy. He gave her a fervent soul-kiss that sent rippling chills of animalish pleasure racing along her naked bare spine.
His lips worked frantically into the squirming moist flesh of her vagina until his tongue sensed the throbbing pearl-like node of her clitoris... This'll drive her up the wall! She'll be begging for more after a few seconds of good oF clit-lickin'!
Feverishly, like a dog burrowing his snout into a meal, Bill nosed and tongued his way between her trembling, widely-splayed thighs, his tongue hotly caressing the throbbing, nerve-filled bud of her clitoris as she spasmed with frenzied desires beneath his skillful kisses... wildly aroused as he hotly laved the naked moist slit of her womanhood!
There on the padded mat, her lithe young body shivered and spasmed uncontrollably, her flesh beaded with a misted sheen of perspiration as his tongue hotly searched every pore and crevice of her sweet-tasting pussy-slit. A thin line of droplets already lined the ragged pink folds of her twat and he could taste their perfume-like delicateness with his laving tongue tip as he squirmed it into the undulating folds of her cunt and deeply speared it into the clasping confines of her vaginal sheath.
Darleen moaned as though she were beaten, but the tremorous tone of her rasping voice betrayed her real emotion... wild abandoned lust!
She reached down and clutched at his dark hair, grasping his head in a struggling effort to force his searching lips deeper between her thighs, but suddenly his lips left the moist, dripping slit of her cunt. Darleen groaned in shame as she heard her own naked pussyhps embarrass her with a slurping noise as they reluctantly released his tongue. She looked up at him through the tear-flooded slits of her eyes, her eyelids fluttering with fervent emotion. He was kneeling between her legs, his hand on the again-stiffened pole of his hard thick cock... he was going to fuck her!
"Bill, p-please... I-I can't... I've changed my mind," she mewled tremorously. "My husband... my husband... " But her voice trailed off into slobbering nothingness as her eyes focused hotly on the long hard thickness of his erection — his cock was hugely stiff and pulsing with excitement, the purplish head throbbing as his lust-heated blood surged through it. His balls were enormously swollen and dangled between his legs, bloated with the ominous threat of his hot surging sperm.
Bill chuckled to himself at her futile last-ditch efforts at faithfulness... She wants it, all right, she wants it so bad she can taste it!
He crawled up between her trim smooth legs, still on his knees, and pushed her thighs up and back until the hardness of her knees crushed hurtfully down onto the jiggling mounds of her naked breasts. She was nakedly exposed to him now, all of the secrets of her feminine genitals vulnerably open and unguarded... the moistly trembling lips of her pussy, her pink folds palpitating with girlish arousal. Beads of dewlike moistness lined the soft tremoring slit and further still, down the naked slit of her pussy, he could see the hairless, tightly-puckered lips of her anus, tautly gripped in fear and shame.
Crawling down into a push-up position, he leaned over her and kissed her hotly on the lips. She hesitated for an instant, reluctant to respond to the taste of her own feminine arousal, but within seconds she was kissing him soulfully, pushing her tongue deeply into his throat as she mewled and groaned with bestial incitement. His tongue surged between her tiny white teeth and into her mouth and she sucked on it ravenously, throwing her arms around his back. Her nails scratched at the muscled hardness of his back, and Bill laughed at her fast-rising passion... God! Does she ever want it! I ain't ever seen a woman so hot and eager... she's burning up with fever!
She was too ashamed to look at him, her eyes clenched shut and oozing-with burning, salty tears as his lips left hers and dropped to the small, pulsing tips of her nipples, hardened and quivering with frantic wanton desires. She felt her own nipple-flesh harden as his lips hotly caressed them, and she squirmed under his muscled hardness with wild abandoned passion, aflame with the nagging insistence of her lust!
He urged his loins forward with a grinding thrust and his pelvis ground arousedly against the upturned warmth of the married blonde's crotch. His cock throbbed into painful, complete erection, adding yet another inch to its hugeness, and squirmed into the pink hair-rimmed wetness of her pussy. She whimpered excitedly as the lust-hardened tip of his prick electrifyingly slid over the nerve-filled bud of her clitoris, insinuating its hardness into the moist heat of her vagina.
Darleen gurgled inaudibly, gasping for breath as she bit into her own lip to stifle the deafening scream of wanton submission that ached to burst from her throat. Her mind reeled under the intense shame she was enduring at this moment... she was nearly an adulteress, a whore! But she was powerless to stop this from happening... if only her husband had paid her more attention! If only... !
"Oh God... fuck me, fuck me, lover! Stick it in me and make me come! God, I need a cock so bad... sooo bad!" She groped between her legs for his stiffness, and her fingers lightly encircled the lust-swollen erection. It was over twice as long as her palm was wide, and she could barely close her fingers around its throbbing circumference. The bluish veins pulsed with passion-heated blood, and she could feel their surging heat against the inside of her hand... It's so huge! I don't know if I can take it inside me!
"Hurry it up, Darleen... what's all the dilly-dallying about? Ain't you ever felt a cock before?" he sneered, flexing his loin-muscles and watching the look of surprise on her face as his prick swelled anew in her tiny gentle grip.
"N-never one this big... I... I don't think I can go through with it! I want it, but I... " Bill only laughed out loud at her flattering fears, and he reached down between their bellies and gripped the hugely erect thickness of his prick and pushed it up between the rubbery pink lips of her twat. He could feel the soft, hair-lined folds flower with expectant passion, and the wispy curls of her pubic fleece teased his cock and the leather, swollen orbs of his testicles. He eased his cock a little into her and groaned as he felt the hot wet walls of her pussy open and then close hungrily around the purplish bloated head of his dick... and then he pushed into her with a single, cruel thrust that sent inch after inch of hard, swollen cock boring relentlessly into her belly!
"Aaaaghh! God, take it easy... take it e-easy!" she cried.
But Bill was deaf to her cries. He smiled pleasurably as the walls of her cunt clamped heatedly over the turgid pole of his cock, gripping him like a warm velvet fist.
"Hey honey, what a pussy you've got! It's tighter than a schoolgirl's asshole!" he grunted down at her, making her blush with his vile obscenities, but Darleen seemed to enjoy it, for her legs doubled back even further as he heaped even viler filth upon her, cursing her, calling her wanton, despicable names.
"Yeah baby, you bitch... you're really getting down to it now!" he sneered inhumanly, watching her flinch as he shoved his prick deeply into her upturned twat. "Fuck it good, cock-lovin' pussygirl! Fuck it and shake that hot little tail!"
Darleen was bug-eyed from lack of breath and gasping for even a single lungful of air before she blacked out under his relentless, deep-thrusting ravishment.
"P-Please... take it out! Just for a second! I-I can't stand it! I can't!"
But Bill just levered himself up off of her to let her breathe, knowing full well that, like any woman, she could quickly adapt to his man-sized cock -that in a few more seconds she would be fucking him like she'd had him every night for years!
He remembered all the times he had come here to service their expensive pool, the times she had been by the pool in her bikini. And the time she was swimming in her husband's tee-shirt, nothing else, with the soft wet cotton nearly transparent as it clung like a second skin to every curve and hollow of her gorgeously delicious young body... Well, now was his moment! His time to get even for all that coquettish flirting... she was his and he was going to fuck her ass off! He wouldn't leave her alone now until her belly sloshed with his cum and he had brought her down to where she belonged... in the gutter!
His thrusts were intentionally hurtful and deep, and with every backward movement of his lust-hardened erection, he pulled his cock almost completely out of the clinging pink grip of her pussy, leaving just the thick, knobbish head inside the cuntal lips until, with vicious ferocity, he would push forward again, skewering her painfully and bringing a new cry of anguish and shame to her throat. He pushed aside the delicate moist pussy-flesh inside her twat in huge rippling waves until his pelvis collided with an obscene smacking noise against the warm upturned flesh of her crotch.
There was hardly a sound except the ones the two of them made, groping and grabbing at each other, locked together, legs askew and jerking like a pair of mating salmon. His balls slapped into the smooth hairless cleft of her nether cheeks with a resounding thudding noise that made Darleen's tearful humiliation that much worse... they smacked into her ass in perfect rhythm with the deep-poking thrusts of his virile, lust-quenching cock. The sound seemed deafeningly loud to her in her wildly aroused state, as if the noise was meant for the whole world to hear!
Great salty tears of shame and despair obliterated her vision, and Bill was only a great shapeless hulk over her... it could have been any man, black, white or yellow, and it wouldn't have mattered now. She was finally the whore she wanted to be... and nothing would stop her from realizing the need she had ached with so long!
Her shame was nearly gone now, her remorse forgotten in the onrushing wave of adulterous passion. She was finding out for herself what other woman had told her in secret -that nothing could compare with that first fucking in the arms of another man, someone not her husband. It was different somehow, wildly exciting and so arousing that she feared her loins would burst into flames with the frenzied passion of this man's delicious fucking! Every deep-thrusting pleasure-giving stroke of his immensely thick erection brought her that much closer to the pinnacle of her long-sought orgasm... her first real orgasm!
She could feel it coming on and she knew this would be the real thing, the gut-wrenching kind of ecstatic orgasm that all women sought and few obtained. Her knees were nearly doubled and her breasts were smashed beneath them. Flickering emanations of erotic pleasure vibrated from the crushed bud-like tips of her crinkly nipples as the backs of her thighs ground down onto them, rubbing them into wickedly hard erection. She could feel them pulsing with expectant desire as Bill's weight pushed her legs over them in rhythm with the deep punishing ecstasy of his cock.
Her lips trembled with a mindless litany of unintelligible sounds poured from her throat like a warm liquid. His deep, belly-prodding strokes were driving her insane, transforming her physically from a faithful wife into an adulterous whore! He was so deep inside her, deeper than her husband ever managed, and she could feel the throbbing head of his cock like a red-hot poker deep in her belly... God yes, yes! Fuck me, fuck me so good!
Fanned by the heat of their writhing, | groaning passion, Darleen's blonde hair was nearly dry and it tossed from side to side on the mat, flailing around her head like a golden tarnished halo. Her teeth were gritted and the cords in her slender neck stood out prominently as she choked and moaned with every deeply impaling stroke of Bill's cock.
She dared a quick furtive look through the veil of her tears, and she could see his prick sawing in and out of her as she peered between her doubled-back legs. It was purplish and veined with strands of pulsing dark blood; her freely-flowing juices had drenched his cock and balls, and the thick fleshy pole of his erection glistened in the reflected sunlight like a long hard rod of marble as it probed deeply between her upturned thighs, boring relentlessly into the virginal depths of her cunt, bringing her tremblingly closer to the precipice of her fast-rising orgasm!
Above her, grunting and panting with the sheer physical exertion of his marvelous act, Bill was gasping in her ear in short furtive breaths as his rapid-fire tempo began to slow to a deliberate, lust-stirring rhythm of long deep skewering thrusts that seemed to go even deeper than before. She opened her eyes again and watched as he drew his cock out of her cunt, the soft pink flesh of her pussy clinging hotly to the turgid thickness of his erection as he lifted his pelvis from her upturned crotch, only to drop like a leaden weight, sinking his deliciously hard prick far down into the seething heat of her cuntal sheath. It was like dipping his cock into molten honey, and every time he struck bottom, his balls slapping salaciously into the naked hairless crevice of her ass, Bill would groan with renewed desire.
Her cunt tightened as the end drew closer, gripping his steel-hard prick like a surgeon's glove filled with warm water. The two of them ground together almost as one four-limbed creature, panting and groaning and sweating until their bodies slipped against one another wetly, their flesh lubricated with the salty fruits of their lovemaking labor.
Darleen tried vainly to hold back the screams of ecstatic pleasure that welled in her chest, biting so hard into her lower lip that she could taste the pungence of her own blood. Her arms were around her new lover's back, and her long slender legs were curled around his hips, her ankles locked together in a death grip of incredible wanton desires as she pulled him harder down onto her writhing nakedness, burning with the maddening desire to draw him bodily into the gaping heat of her pussy, to suck him wantonly into her body so that she might somehow quench this insatiable passion!
Her eyelids fluttered partially open, and she saw through the liquid haze of her stinging tears the smirking grin of absolute conquest that was smeared on the sweating man's lips... he had fought her and won, her honor was destroyed, and he stood victorious on the shredded ruins of her self-respect!
"Like it, baby?" he leered down at her, sweat running from his neck in rivulets.
Darleen nodded bitterly, biting her lip from the delicious pain.
"I said, do you like it? Let me hear you say it!"
She flinched and her eyes closed tightly with shame. "Y-Yes... I like it, I like it, damnit!"
"You like what... say it! You know what I want to hear!"
"Damn you!" she cursed up at him through clenched teeth. "I like it! I like it when you fuck me! Fuck me, you son of a bitch! Fuck me and make me come!" The words shot out of her throat like an eruption and Bill laughed at his absolute victory. There was no doubt left... she was utterly at his mercy, unconditionally surrendered to his cruel sadistic cock-thrusts!
Darleen was like all the others, he thought, like all women, doomed to live with their second-place station when it comes to the sexual battleground. Woman was cursed with submissiveness... a man could always hurt her in the act of lovemaking, but she was powerless to hurt him back! She could only be hurt, never administer pain like a man, and therefore she would always be dominated by man, no matter what!
Bill thrust into her with an inhumanly cruel lunge that bored right through her belly and seemed about to burst from her throat. She was helplessly impaled, writhing like a pig on a lance, squirming and twisting under him on the long hard thickness of his glistening cock.
Leaving dark crimson welts, her sharp nails ripped across his back as he fucked her wildly, and she giggled hysterically beneath him in that frantic state some women reach just before their blinding orgasm. Her whole body began to throb and quiver, beginning with the soft flesh around her crotch and moving upward along the gentle contours of her naked body until every inch of her was a-quiver with frenetic lust!
Suddenly... she began to moan animalishly, her throat vibrating as she humped up at his deep-thrusting cock. She gurgled deep in her lungs as her cunt flowered hotly around his prick, a gushing torrent of her love-juices bathing his long stiff erection with warm sticky liquid.
Bill groaned as his cock dipped again and again into the seething depths of her liquid genitals, and he knew it would only be seconds before this naked young blonde began to lose all semblance of control.
Then Darleen writhed so fiercely that her back seemed close to breaking and all the air rushed from her lungs as her hips arched upward and she lifted all of his weight with one superhuman grinding of her buttocks. Nothing touched the mat now but her shoulders and her heels and she started to scream insanely.
"Yes, yes! Oh, Goddamn, yes! I'm cumming! Fuck me, lover, I'm cccummmiinngg!" she cried as her legs unlocked and her feet pounded on his back and her nails ripped across his flesh like ten sharp daggers.
It was all Bill could do to stay on top of her, bucking and writhing the way she was like a rodeo bronco, but he managed somehow, still deeply impaling her with his bone-hard cock until... !
Bill choked and coughed suddenly and his loins began to pump and throb like they were coming alive. His lust-bloated testicles rapidly emptied their hot boiling load, and he sighed with real pleasure as he felt the seething torrent start the long downhill run along the thickness of his prick until finally the first gushing spurts burst bullet-like from the knobbish head of his cock.
Darleen cried shamelessly as she felt the first waves of his white-hot cum slosh wantonly down the hungry sheath of her pussy and into the writhing depths of her belly.
"Ooooh, there's so much! I can feel it gushing inside me! There must be quarts and quarts of your delicious cum!" she cried. Suddenly, as Bill's cock still gushed, she wriggled out from under him, surprising him so completely that she was out from beneath him before he could stop her. His voice rose in angry indignation, but this time the surprise was on him.
"Let me have it, let me drink your sweet rich cum, darling!" she gasped, groping for Bill's still-spurting prick and cramming the softening hose between her lips until her mouth filled again with his rich viscous sperm. It dribbled from her lips, and she licked it back with her thin pink tongue until there was nothing left.
Darleen collapsed with a sobbing gasp onto the mat where she had just committed the most wanton kind of adultery. She threw her arm over her face and cried... but whether it was with joy or regret, Bill would never know.
He was nearly dressed before she missed him, and he waved good-bye to her without another word and slipped quietly away to his truck, a quickening lightness to his step as he realized that, with this one day's pleasant work, he was quite possibly well on his way to that business of his own and the kind of money he had always dreamed about.
Bill turned the ignition on the truck and drove away, back to the office before going home, but he was especially anxious tonight, for he had to tell her everything... every little detail!... or his plan wouldn't work.
He found himself humming along with the radio as he drove, nervous like a schoolboy on his first date. And in a way, it was a date. If this worked, he would be out from under that pansy boss of his, free of the tyranny of working ten hours for another man's pockets.
Yeah! It's a date all right... it's my date with destiny!