Chapter 3
"Ohhhhhh!" the chubby man groaned as he rammed his cock wildly into the soft pussy. "Ohhhhh, what a sweet little cunt! What a delicious little piece of pussy you are!"
Joanne felt his cock shudder as its momentum increased- Her tits burned and ached from the thorough job his hands had done on them. She arched her back to roll the trembling tits against his chest as he lunged over her, sinking his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt.
The dress she had selected with such care lay crumpled beside the bed. Her dainty bra lay beside it. Across the bed her hose and panties lay where he had tossed them as he stripped them from her in his wild haste to get his cock into her waiting cunt.
Joanne pulsed with him as his passion rose toward its peak. Her cunt sucked on the full cock to feel your tits against mine. I want us to rub nipples. Ohhhh, Joanne, you're so lovely. I want to feel those sweet tits of yours while I explore your pussy."
She brought her hand out of the woman's cunt long enough for Joanne to slip the blouse over her shoulders. The brunette pulled the bra from her arms, then unsnapped Betty's shorts and slid them down her long, lean legs. She looked at the reddish-brown hair which showed through the almost transparent panties, then grabbed the panties and pulled them down over Betty's luscious hips. She twisted about on the bed to let her friend get her own panties off. The two women looked at each other after they had completed the mutual undressing. They smiled slowly, then began to laugh as they teased each other with soft caressing hands.
"Oooooo," Betty giggled. "I feel like a schoolgirl again. I haven't girl-fucked since I was a teenager. I never got to suck tits like yours then. I never wanted to lick a pussy as much as I want to lick yours, either."
She emphasized her words by drawing the brunette toward her and sucking lightly on the fabulous tits. Her tongue lapped about the nipples as she sucked, whipping them into a trembling heat of passion. Her finger went back into the pussy and made slow, sensuous trips into the quivering passage of Joanne's cunt.
"Ahhhhh!" Joanne cried in ecstasy. She fingered Betty's moist cuntlips, then probed until she felt
Tonight she knew she wasn't going to refuse. She had come to find herself a good stud. She was out after a good juicy cock to stuff up her little cunt. It was a new and exciting feeling.
"Hi, gorgeous," a tall man suddenly greeted them, bending over and kissing Betty on the lips.
Joanne looked up at the men who began to slip into seats beside the woman. The tall man, who seemed to know Betty, looked over and eyed Joanne's heaving tits, then smiled at his shorter, chubbier friend.
"I want you to meet Charlie," he told Betty. "Old buddy of mine I ran into this afternoon."
As Betty greeted the newcomers, Joanne looked them over. They were not the men she would have picked out for the evening, but they were not bad to look at. They certainly looked successful, if expensive clothes were any indication.
The brunette was suddenly relieved that the tall blond man was focusing his attentions on her friend. The big man had a certain hardness about him. There was something about his attitude that gave Joanne a feeling of anxiety. He was a little too much like her husband. He was a big, tough man who'd take what he wanted the way he wanted it and not give a damn about a woman's needs. Betty was welcome to the man. Joanne turned to look into the smiling eyes of his friend.
"Hi," the littly guy greeted her almost shyly. "I'm Charlie Bradford."
"Joanne Gamay," Betty said, introducing her to the men. "Honey, this is Russ Wilburn. He and I've made this scene before."
Joanne saw the movement as the blond man acknowledged Betty's comment with a squeeze of the redhead's thigh. Yes she did prefer her chubby little Charlie. She preferred him even if his hand was already pressing against her thigh. He wasn't grabbing, at least. He just let it lie there as his leg pressed against hers. She smiled warmly and leaned back against her cushion while the men signaled a waitress to take their orders.
The waitress came to their table, clad in the barest hint of blouse and a skirt which fluttered above her ass, so that when she leaned forward to take an order, the cheeks of her ass were clearly visible.
"Go ahead and look," Joanne teased Charlie, patting his hand. "If she's dressed like that, you're supposed to look at her."
The chubby man laughed as they watched Russ reach up and cup the girl's ass for a moment. The waitress pretended to be flustered, then angry, but only stepped back an inch or so. Not nearly enough to get free of the big hand.
"This place is cozy," Charlie remarked as they waited for their drinks.
Joanne learned a little about the two men. They were salesmen. Actually, they were more than that. They were now in management and out checking up on their salesmen. They worked for separate companies but, over the years, had come to know each other quite well. They still ended up staying in the same motel two or three times a year.
Charlie's blue eyes were sparkling as he told a series of stories about life on the road. Joanne found herself relaxing and enjoying the warmth and humor. She laughed again as his eyes focused on the waitress when the girl returned with their drinks.
"Nice healthy young woman!" she laughed.
"You look a hell of a lot better than that," he answered, his leg sliding against the nylon of her thigh.
"You're an old smoothie," she taunted, her tits thrusting out and threatening to burst from her dress. Joanne sipped her drink and inhaled sharply to give Charlie a better appreciation of her charMs. He suddenly laughed, the blue eyes sparking to let her know he realized what she was doing.
"Come on," he suggested as the band came out to begin the evening's entertainment. "Let's dance. I haven't danced with such a beautiful woman in twenty years."
She let him guide her to the small dance floor in front of the band. The small band whirled into a square attempt at rock. Joanne shrugged her shoulders and began moving in her best imitation of the way her children danced to such music. She watched Charlie answer her contortions with great zeal. What the man lacked in skill he covered with enthusiasm and improvisation. Joanne twisted sensuously in response. Her skirt whipped about her, revealing the smooth symmetry of her thighs and the sauciness of her ass.
She watched his pants as they danced, waiting for his cock to show its reaction to her body in the sexy dress. Damn him, she thought as she caught the laughter in his eyes, he knew what she was doing. No matter how suggestively she twisted about, she could not be sure that his cock had swollen at all.
It was not so difficult when the band swung into a soft, dreamy song. Charlie pulled her tightly against him. She felt the thrill run through her tits as they crushed against him. Her thighs tingled as they moved against the material of his trousers. The lovely little brunette snuggled against him and inhaled the delicious smell of his cologne. Yes, she decided, his cock was responding to her presence. She could feel the heat which came through his pants from his excited pecker. She slipped a leg between his and drew her thigh upward until it pressed against his throbbing prick.
"We fit very well together," he gasped as she felt his body pulse quickly in response to her. "Very well indeed."
"Like we were made for each other," she answered, twisting her body against his hard cock.
During the next rock number she was able to check the effect her body was having on Charlie. There was no question about it. In fact, he was almost embarrassed by the huge bulge she had brought into his pants. Joanne felt a momentary guilt for what she was doing to him. Only momentary, though. After all, she was going to give him a good, thorough fuck. Why shouldn't she enjoy the play that would lead them to his motel room? She would tease until he was beyond control. Then he could take her to his room and fuck the shit out of her.
They returned to their table to finish their drinks. Joanne slid her leg tightly against Charlie. Her hand lay on his thigh, just above the knee. She lingered the firm flesh teasingly while she kept the conversation moving as though nothing were happening beneath the table.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see the amused disbelief on Betty's face. The redhead had watched them on the dance floor. Betty could see from the way Charlie shifted his weight about now that Joanne was teasing him beneath the table.
Joanne was quietly enjoying the situation. She was especially happy that she had the gentle Charlie to torment, not the more brutal-appearing Russ. She watched the flickering fire in Betty's eyes and glanced at the movement of their bodies. There was little doubt that they were playing beneath the table, too.
The lean blond man had his hand on the redhead's pussy, his finger probing into her cunt. The brunette watched the hard set of Russ' jaw, the intensity on his face as he stared at the red-haired woman. Yes, he was finger-fucking her. His nostrils were flared in sensuous passion as he looked demandingly at Betty.
Joanne cuddled against the more gentle Charlie. She was appreciating her good fortune more and more. Charlie would give her a good fuck. He was no quick-bang expert. Charlie would caress and pet - and ball her until he was sure she was satisfied. She was confident he was that kind of man.
"God, but it's getting hot in here!" Betty suddenly exclaimed.
Her brunette friend almost laughed at the comment. With the way Russ was working on that pussy, no wonder Betty was heating up. The women's eyes met and sparkled in agreement. If they were going to get home tonight they'd better get on with the fucking. They had lost valuable time back at Joanne's while they cunt-sucked each other.
"We could take a walk outside," Charlie suggested, looking questioningly at Joanne. "It should be cooler out by the pool."
The brunette drew her hand slowly along his leg as she smiled her agreement. She let her fingers just brush his swollen prick, then began rising from the table. She made sure that he got a good look at her tits over the low neckline as she rose.
"Sounds great," she answered, stretching her body before his lustful eyes. "I'm for that."
Both men had to struggle as they rose. Both cocks had to be forced down pantlegs before they dared step into view of the crowd in the bar. The sight of the swollen pricks excited Joanne. She felt the tingling sensation rising in her pussy as she anticipated getting Charlie's hunk of meat into her. She walked beside Charlie, through the glass doors and out into the brisk night air. She shivered at the first contact with the cool air. Charlie immediately began removing his jacket for her, but she stopped him and cuddled tightly beneath his arm.
"I'd rather have a man around my shoulders," she whispered up to him as she pressed her tits against his side. "That's much warmer than an old jacket."
They walked slowly along the sparkling water of the pool. Joanne's leg moved sensuously against Charlie's. The two stopped beneath a fake palm tree and watched the play of the lights on the rippling surface of the pool. Charlie closed his arm tightly around her and rested his head on hers.
He turned her slowly, delighting in the way her tits pressed against him. He looked down at the way they overflowed the red dress.
Joanne waited in delicious anticipation as his hand moved up from her waist until it lovingly cupped one of the luscious breasts. She could feel his body respond to the satin feel of her skin. She felt his approval of the firmness of her tits. The brunette lifted her face toward him and waited, her lips parted and moist.
Charlie smiled down at her, then accepted the invitation. His lips came down over her mouth. His tongue slipped between the parted lips and pressed gently against her tongue. Joanne shivered in delight as his tongue pressed more firmly on hers and forced its way into her mouth. She sucked slowly on the delicious tongue as their breaths merged in a deep, passionate kiss. Charlie's hand slipped beneath the soft material and caught a tit in an adoring caress. His finger rubbed the nipple as Joanne felt her legs weakening in her rising passion.
She spread her thighs and caught one of his legs between them. Slowly and sensuously she rubbed her cunt along his thigh as she arched her body to thrust her tits into his grasping caress. The salesman suddenly broke their embrace, then cupped her tits in both hands and leaned over to begin kissing them where they swelled over the dress.
Joanne left one hand about his neck, tickling his hair and ears. Her other hand stroked along his thigh until she felt the warm bulge of his pulsing cock. She teased around his groin, then closed her hand over the exciting mass of male meat.
The little brunette felt electric sparks shoot through her body at the realization of the size cock on the man. Her hand trembled as it closed over the thick pecker. Her breath came in excited pants as she anticipated having herself impaled on that cock.
"Which is your room?" she asked in a voice husky with rising desire.
"Over here," he answered. His voice was just as husky, just as breathless. He began to lead her over toward the row of motel rooms to the side of the pool. Joanne looked back for a moment to let Betty know they were going to his room, then felt a chuckle build inside her.
No need to disturb Betty. Russ had the redhead pinned against the wall. Betty's skirt was up as a big hand clawed over her pussy while the other hand was locked in her hair to hold her head back while he sucked the woman's heaving tits. Russ was going after her roughly, violently.
Joanne felt a brief flicker of concern until she saw her friend's hand reaching through the man's open fly and pumping his cock viciously. Betty was in no trouble. The redhead was having fun her way. She liked it rough and tumble. Well, the brunette decided, let her have it her way. Betty and Russ could share their rape while Charlie gave her a deep, slow, thorough fucking.
Joanne stepped inside the door as Charlie held it for her. She paused, once inside, and waited for him to come up behind her. Ripples of pleasure soared through her body as his hands came around her and filled themselves with her trembling tits. His thumbs strummed her nipples until she was panting. She felt the heat rising in her tits. The nipples got firmer and tighter and intensely sensitive.
"Mmmmmmmm," she sighed as she felt the prick against her ass.
She stood on tiptoes and opened her thighs, then closed on the exciting hunk of cock. Charlie buried his face against her neck, kissing slowly and sensuously as his hands strummed her to liquid passion.
"What a delicious piece of tail you are," he sighed as he turned her toward himself.
His lips came over her mouth. His tongue, now sure of its welcome, rammed into her waiting mouth and swabbed ecstatically about. Joanne found his belt and began releasing the buckle. She had to get that marvelous pecker out in her. hands.
She unzipped his pants and shoved them downwards, then reached inside as he unzipped her dress and peeled it away from her shoulders. She pulled the big cock out and fingered it lovingly as she backed toward the bed. She stood just long enough to let her dress and bra fall to the floor, then sank back into the soft mattress as he moved over her.
"Mmmmmm," he sighed as he came after her tits with his mouth. "You are so damn lovely!"
"All for you," she panted in a voice even more husky from desire. "Just for you."
She tingled in delight as his Hps came over her tits and began to suck. His tongue flicked over the stiff nipples. His hand caressed along the gleaming nylon hose, sending shivers along her thighs.
"Oooooo," she groaned when his lips moved from her tits and kissed down over her waist and navel, then to her thighs.
Joanne was panting by the time he finally kissed her sweating pussy through the thin mesh of the nylon. Charlie sucked strongly through the hose, then grasped them and pulled hose and panties down with a single stroke. He tossed them aside and looked down in adoration at the lovely nude woman who lay waiting for him.
Charlie sat up just long enough to take off his shirt, let his loosened pants fall to the floor, slip out of his shorts and kick off shoes and socks. Joanne smiled as she saw him come back at her, his big cock poised above her, gleaming in the soft light.
"Lots of meat here," she sighed as she reached for his cock and took it in her loving hands.
She pulled his cock toward her and kissed the pulsing knob while her hands slid the skin along the hefty shaft. One hand reached beneath faim and stroked the silken sac of his balls while she encouraged his cock to greater size and more frantic throbbing.
"You are a hell of a piece of pussy," he smiled as he went back after her heaving tits.
He sucked the globes until they were burning with desire, then dropped his lips again toward her throbbing cunt. He turned his body to get his head between her thighs, his mouth at her trembling pussy.
Joanne grabbed the marvelous cock and drew it toward her lips. She got the head to her mouth at the same moment his tongue flicked through her cunt hairs and ignited her clit. The brunette sucked strongly on the firm cock as his tongue lapped at her cunt. The surging power she felt from the prick excited her as much as the maddening suction of his mouth on her aching-, pussy. They sucked and rolled around the bed, thighs locked over each other's head, asses hunching cock and cunt against each other's adoring mouths and tongues.
"Mmmmmm," Joanne moaned delightedly as she sucked.
Their hands roved over their bodies. They caressed. They teased. They roused themselves to a crescendo of passion. Joanne felt her cunt begin to pump its juices out as her body shook out of control. She pulsed and trembled with the deep throbs which seized her.
"Fuck me!" she gasped finally. "Fuck me, Charlie! Please, fuck me!"
The salesman spun around quickly. He paused only long enough to find her tits with his mouth and suck them madly as he rolled them between his hands. Then he moved his enormous cock toward the lips of her pussy. The warm head came up against her wet and throbbing cunt. He pressed it into the softness, letting it rub over her humming clit. He caressed her passion button with the head of his pecker until the woman was almost delirious with blazing desire.
"Oooooooooo!" she whimpered, then began to plead with him. "Oh God! Fuck me! Please! Please! Get that wonderful cock in me and fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Charlie acted as if he did not hear her. He kept playing with her, toying with her, until she began to erupt in her passion. Her legs tightened about him. Her pussy pulsed wildly and began to contract about the huge cock head. She lunged at it, trying to swallow it into herself, trying to suck it into her burning cunt. The spasms of orgasm shook her violently while Charlie insisted on continuing his teasing play.
"Uuhhhhhh!" she gasped as her body thrashed on the bed. "Ohhhhhhhh! God, Charlie! Ohhhhhh!"
Just as she was convinced her orgasm had ended he moved the big cock slowly into her. He drove it deeper and deeper. His own deep throbs began. Joanne felt the ripple of the muscles in his thighs. She felt the sudden driving madness which shook his ass.
The throbbing cock sloshed through her juices more and more frantically. Charlie's hands cupped her ass and caressed it deliriously as he fucked her harder and harder. His finger shpped into her asshole as his big cock stuffed her trembling cunt.
"Oooooo!" she cried again as a new orgasm built rapidly in her. "Ohhhhhhh! Here I come again! Oh, baby, fuck me! Keep fucking me like this!"
Her desire mounted toward a climax, stronger than ever. He built her to a peak she had never dreamed possible. She was pulsing, throbbing, exploding on the bed. Joanne was lost in the wild, hysterical experience of a full orgasm. She knew the cock was on the verge of joining her in the orgasm. His body was a mass of driving, panting desire.
"Fill me!" Joanne shrieked as she felt his cock trembling in its explosive climax. "Fill me with your cum! Fuck me, Charlie! Fuck me!"
His cock erupted inside her. The magnificent hunk of meat devoured her, ripped through her. Joanne screamed for more, begged for more. The lovely brunette was weeping in ecstasy as their bodies merged in a final spasm of pleasure.