Chapter 4
Debby awoke with the taste of cum on her lips. She looked through the wiry bush of crotch hair and kneaded the taut muscles of Greg's thighs. When he moved slightly, pushing her onto her side, she lifted her head and gave him a grin.
"Good morning,"' she whispered, sitting back on her ankles, her hands still on his legs. "Sleep good?"
"Like a fucking top,'" he said sleepily. "My head was spinning air night," he added, chuckling.
As he pulled her upward, he glanced at the clock. "We've got a few minutes before I have to get ready for work. Let's make the most of them, baby."
"You have to work on Saturday?" Debby pouted. "I was hoping we could... "
"I missed too much work already," Greg said, "but I'll try to take off early, OK?"
He rolled over on top of her body and nestled his knees between her legs. As he crushed his mouth down on hers and thrust his hips forward, drilling the full length of his prick inside her frothy pussy, he froze. For them both, the ringing of the telephone was like the cracking of a whip.
"Goddammit," he grunted, "who could be calling at this hour?"
He fumbled for the receiver and answered with a growl. His expression almost immediately changed, however, as he listened.
"That's great, baby!" he said excitedly. "Now? I thought it wouldn't be until Monday. Yeah, sure. I'll be there in a few minutes. Love you, too. Bye, love."
"Your wife?" Debby asked, forcing herself to smile.
"Sure is," Greg said, bounding out of bed and scrambling for his clothes. "They're coming home today. Have to go to the hospital."
"I'll stay with Jason," Debby said, holding her smile until she thought her cheeks would crack.
"Well, Tammy asked me to bring him," Greg began. "But I'll call you, OK?"
"Sure," Debby said, feeling her heart skip a beat. When she saw him stumble through the door, putting on his shoes, she sat on the edge of the bed. "See you later," she said softly, but received no answer. When she heard the front door slam, she got out of bed and slowly began dressing, wondering if it were possible to feel any more depressed.
That evening, as she sat alone watching television, she again felt her pussy itch, wondering what Greg was doing. She knew it wasn't right to feel so jealous, but she just couldn't help it. She fought the urge to call, knowing what his reaction would be. She then thought of David.
What had he said to her just a couple of days ago? She had been so head-over-heels involved with Greg, she could barely even remember that day. He had been angry, she remembered that much all right, but he was a blur-had been, at least-compared to Greg.
Greg, she thought, closing her eyes. God, what a delicious man! She thought of that huge prod slamming in and out of her steamed-up hole, the way his massive body engulfed hers, how her pussy seemed to boil over with pleasure.
"I... I want it," she murmured, lowering her hand to her cunt. The mere touch sent an aching shiver up her spine, made her jaw hang slack. "Ohhhhh... I want a big, hard cock... now!" she gasped.
Realizing that her hunger could never be really satisfied like this, she stood up, determined to find relief. Somewhere. Anywhere! She dashed out the front door, heading toward David's house.
"He's not here right now,""his mother said to Debby. "He's down at the lake with... "
"Thanks, Mrs. Smith, I'll just... with who?"
The older woman seemed somewhat embarrassed, almost afraid to answer. She gave Debby a fleeting smile and opened the door a little wider.
"A girl named Rita," she said finally. "Do you know her?"
"Yes, I know Rita," Debby answered dully. What had all the guys said about Rita? Bad balance? Fell on her back so easy. She always kept her eyes open during sex so she could remember who she was doing it with.
"Oh, by the way, I was going to call you," Mrs. Smith said, interrupting Debby's thoughts. "I was wondering if you could babysit with Chad tonight. My husband and I wanted to go look for a new car, and David has baseball practice."
"Sure," Debby said, feeling miserable that the only male she was going to be with was David's four-year-old brother. "What time?" she asked.
"In about an hour, if you can make it," the woman said. "I know it isn't much notice but... "
"Sure," Debby said. "I'll be here then."
As she walked off the porch, Debby felt worse than ever. Even David was busy, and with Rita, for God's sake. And they were now down at the lake, doing...
"What are they doing?" she asked herself, walking in the direction of the lake, her heart pounding.
A short while later, she peered through the underbrush that surrounded the lake, and saw a campfire. The amber light illuminated two naked figures on a blanket about ten feet away. David was between Rita's legs, pounding his ass up and down, his mouth locked on her upturned breasts.
"My... God!" Debby grunted, her eyes riveted on the scene. She darted behind a tree suddenly, fearful that they might have heard her. When she looked out, they were still going at it, even harder than before. She listened carefully, now able to hear what they were saying.
"Baby, you've got the sweetest little pussy," David murmured, rolling his tongue over the rose-colored nipples. "So fucking hot... and tight!"
"Oh... give it to me, you big stud," Rita groaned, tearing at his back with her nails. "Shove your big, hard cock in my cunt and fuck me full of hot cum!"
Debby found it almost impossible to believe that just watching them made her so excited. Her pussy was now bubbling furiously, gluing her panties to her cunt hairs. She sat back on her haunches and lifted her skirt, inching her fingers up the insides of her thighs. As she brushed into the wet patch of pussy, she had to bite her lower lip to keep from screaming out.
I want that hot cock! she thought. Goddamn you, you little slut, I want it, not you! That should be me there, not you!
She stopped suddenly, realizing that if she hadn't been so cruel to David, it would have been her, and not Rita. How could she have treated him so mean? she wondered. All because of that bastard, Greg! She suddenly hated everyone, even herself.
"Ready for some cream, honey?" David said, his voice a raspy grunt. "Cause if you are, baby, I have a whole gallon to shove up your cunt!"
"Yes! God, yes!" Rita cried out, her body flinching wildly.
Debby crawled over to the left until she was less than a yard from their feet. She held her breath and gazed between their legs, watching David's enormous cock plow in and out of the girl's slicked-up hole, his thick balls sliding over her thighs. She could even see the base of his prick begin to jerk, knowing that his cum was bolting from his balls.
"Now, you little whore," David spat, reaching for her legs. He yanked them apart and jabbed her knees upward, against her tits. He then dug his toes into the blanket and slammed forward, scooting them both forward about two feet. "Take... it, you cum-loving bitch! God... take it... now!"
Debby almost fainted when she saw a greasy, glistening stream of cum squirt from the bottom of Rita's puckered cunt rim. She raised her arm and bit the back of her hand, tasting the salty flavor of blood.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Rita shrieked, her body now bucking savagely, her hands squeezing into the hairy, bobbing ass. "Give it to me! God, fuck me full, you bull! Fuck me all night!"
For the longest time Debby watched them mold their bodies together, David's monstrous prod jamming in and out of her sloshing hole. It was almost a relief when they stopped, gasping into each other's mouths. She sat very quietly, wondering just how long she could take the torture, the horrible ache that tore at her own cunt canal.
"You gonna give me that suck-job now?" David asked, his voice breaking through the cool night air. "Hmmmmm, baby?"
"I'll give you anything you want, David," Rita said, squirming from beneath him.
"Boy, I'm sure glad you're not like some girls I know," David said, rolling to his back and spreading his legs.
When Debby heard the remark, she touched her cheek as if she'd been slapped. She now felt horrible, horrible for hurting him, for thinking what she had about Rita, for everything.
What if I just walked out there and...
And what, you idiot! she thought. Make an even bigger fool of yourself? Instead, she remained where she was, watching Rita lower her face to David's cum-soaked crotch.
"You have a nice dick," the girl whispered, gulping the end of it between her lips. "So... big and... mmmmmmm, hard!"
"It's hard because you made it that way, baby.". David grinned, placing his hands behind her head, forcing her face downward. "Now... suck it in and eat out my cum, you cocksucker."
Rita began bobbing her head up and down, noisily gobbling his meat fully into the back of her throat. As she did so, her full, ripened tits bounced up and down the tops of his thighs. As Debby watched, she rubbed her fingers over her own tits, feeling a surge of warmth seep into her guts. Again she was made aware of the boiling ache at the base of her spine. She squinted her eyes, memorizing the picture of the girl eating wildly on her boyfriend's prick.
"Ah... that's good," David whispered, half-sitting. "You keep that up and you'll get a whole gallon of cum to lick out."
"Mmmmm!" Rita groaned, digging her nose into his wet crotch hairs, separating his balls with her chin.
"Oh... fuck yes," David growled suddenly. "I... I thought I could hold back, but... but... Goddamn... suck, cunt! Suck!"
Debby swallowed hard, rolling her spit around on the back of her tongue, pretending it was his cum, feeling her body go weak. Then, almost without warning, her insides exploded with a dull burst of release, sending ripples up and down her constricted pussy canal. She rubbed her knees together, fighting to relieve the horrible pressure, but it was useless. The ache became too demanding. She gave a long sigh of wild ecstasy, and leaned against the tree, her air hissing from her lungs.
"Mmmmmfffff!" Rita choked suddenly, her mouth filling with gobs of scalding cum. She pulled her face away and began jacking him with both hands, letting the squirting wads of fluid steam over her face. "Fuck it all over me!" she begged, lapping her tongue out. "Cream up my face, you bastard!"
Debby couldn't take a second more. She stood quickly and stumbled through the woods, tears stinging her cheeks. Occasionally she had to stop and dig her fingers under her panties to soothe the demanding itch.
"What in the hell was that?" she heard David say.
"What was what?" Rita asked, licking around the tip of his cum-splattered cock.
"That noise," he said, peering into the darkness. "Sounded like an animal. Like maybe it was hurt."
As branches slapped her face and underbrush scratched her legs, Debby raced toward the main road, feeling as if she had descended into hell.