Chapter 10
"John? John?"
The man was peacefully asleep. Melissa couldn't blame him. He'd had a hard day driving. Then he'd butt-fucked her until he had drained every last ounce of energy from his body. Let him sleep.
But Melissa still felt that hollowness in her cunt. Her rectum burned like fire ants had crawled in and begun to nip and bite at her flesh. She wouldn't be able to sit down for quite a while. Not comfortably, at any rate. That was a small price to pay for the fucking she'd gotten. It was something to cherish, that ass-fucking.
But her poor little cunt still needed attention. And it was obvious that John wasn't going to be able to get it up for quite a while. So, Melissa thought, let him have his little nap. She could go elsewhere for what she needed.
She trekked back to the car and found Pete and Dawn playing tag. It was merely an excuse to run around. Tag with two pe6ple is pointless. That told the nurse she could easily get them separated and have some fun-more fun than they were currently enjoying, she'd bet.
"Hey, Pete, come on! Dawn, stick around here for a while. I'll show you-something-later. Okay?"
"Sure. Where's Pop?" the girl wanted to know.
"He's taking a little nap up on the mesa. He'll probably be asleep for an -hour or so. He's all right."
Dawn grinned lasciviously. "All fine with me. See you " The emphasis she placed on the word left no doubt as to what she was wanting.
But the nurse didn't care. She just wanted to get her aching cunt filled with Pete's cock. It might be young and untrained and only four inches long, but it was just what the doctor—the nurse !-ordered.
"Let's go and do some, uh, therapy. You game?"
"Sure, Melissa, any time!" And he meant it. Pete wasn't used to having anyone around who was so much fun to be with. He'd do just about anything the nurse told him.
And Melissa knew it.
They hiked along until they found a likely place. It wasn't as well padded over with grass as some of the other spots, but it was far enough away from the road and John to make it acceptable.
Melissa didn't want to waste any time with fooling around. She immediately began stripping. She turned to Pete and told him, "Go on. Get those clothes off. I'm horny enough to rip them off you if you don't get a move on!"
Pete moved. He was naked before Melissa finished casting aside the last of her clothes. They looked at each other for a moment.
Pete was still enthralled by the woman's beauty. She was so beautiful he couldn't believe it. He was her slave to do with as she pleased. The red cherries of her nipples seemed like beacons to him. Beacons telling him to go instead of stop.
The boy's eyes fastened on the brown triangle of Melissa's fleecy bush. He had to get his little cock into that cunt before he went crazy. His prick was jerking and dancing around in front of his body. It hurt a little. The hurt of unrelieved tension.
Pete felt his breathing speed up as he drank in Melissa's loveliness. But this wasn't the same type of breathlessness he'd felt during his asthma attacks. Since he'd started this "therapy" with the nurse, he hadn't had a really bad attack.
She was good for him.
And Melissa knew the boy was good for her. Naive, young and completely at her mercy. She'd gotten burned by too many guys in the past. She wouldn't with Pete. She knew how to handle him. She knew exactly what he'd do—whatever she told him to.
"Come on, Pete. Let's get it on!"
She lay back on the ground, not even noticing the twigs and burrs poking into her back. The worst part was the way her asshole burned from the fucking John had given it. She wondered how long it would be before that fire eventually died out.
Pete came over and dropped to his knees. His cool hands spread the woman's thighs until he got a good look at her snatch. The lewdly grinning lips were split slightly. He saw the drops of juice on them- The pink spire of Melissa's clit was clearly visible.
She was really hot!
The nurse rocked back and spread her legs in a wanton invitation to the teenager. She knew he couldn't possibly refuse her. She was right.
The boy worked his way forward, then took his cock in hand to guide it into the woman's flowing pussy.
He didn't stuff it right in like he'd been planning. He decided to work it up and down her snatch until he was ready. The boy was really learning fast.
"Ummm, that's nice, Pete, sooooo gooood!" Melissa moaned out.
The boy was slowly dragging the head of his cock back and forth along her pussylips. The blood-engorged flaps were very sensitive now. The lightest of touches sent jolts of passion into the woman's body. Pete liked the way it made his cock tingle and come alive.
If it had been throbbing before, now it hardened into an iron rod. Juice dribbled out onto the boy's prick. He continued rubbing it along Melissa's cuntlips. He started at her clit. For a brief moment, he allowed his cock to duel with the tiny clitoris.
Melissa couldn't even speak she was so filled with pleasure. She heard the blood pounding hard in her ears. Deafened, she could do nothing but lie back and enjoy.
Pete's prick was being equally stimulated. He managed to rub the tiny triangle of flesh under the head of his cock over Melissa's clit. He felt his loins turn to jello. He couldn't hold his hands still. They trembled and shook in reaction.
The boy moved back along her gash. Melissa wiggled her hips. What fascinated the boy was the way she could open and close her pussylips. He could catch an occasional glimpse of the delicately scalloped inner labia. He knew that was where most of the woman's joy came from—there and her little clit.
When he got near her asshole, Melissa cried out, "No! Not there, Pete, not my poor asshole! Stick it in! Fuck me! My cunt! Fuck meeeee!"
He obliged. His cock fit nicely into her hot little manhole. Again, he was immediately surrounded by her hot, gripping cunt. The velvet-lined passageway was just as tight and hot as he remembered-and then some. It had taken so little to get Melissa hot, he wondered what she'd been doing earlier.
All of a sudden, he no longer cared. All he was interested in was giving her the best fucking he could. His cock sailed up her passage, then pulled back. For a moment, his coordination was off. His prick slipped out of Melissa's twat.
He worked it back in. Then he started fucking her with a corkscrewing motion of his hips. He drilled as far into her body as he could. This set off hidden depth charges in his body. He felt his balls tighten and begin to boil. He felt like he had a pressure cooker dangling under his cock.
Melissa moved her legs up until she was almost bent double. This caused her pussy to open wide for the boy. She wanted as deep a penetration as he could give her. He wasn't in the same class as his father. Maybe some day, but not now. So she had to give him the best break possible if she wanted him to give her his best.
Each trip of his cock into her cunt sent tiny shivers throughout her body. Her asshole still hurt, but with the force of Pete's cock inside her cunt, the pain began to change to pleasure. It was an odd mixture, but an incredibly stimulating one.
Each time he fucked deeper into her cunt, she got even more excited. It wasn't just from his hard-driving prick. It was a combination of things. It was his cock, of course. But there were other things adding to her arousal.
The fucking John had given her asshole still lingered. The last traces, of that butt-fucking wouldn't go away for quite a while. She stayed hot and receptive to just about any sex act. And the thought of being screwed by Pete really turned her on.
This might be her last chance with the boy. Her control over him would vanish. He'd slip away from her and she might never see him again. That would be unfortunate. So Melissa vowed to enjoy this last fling with the boy as much as possible.
She felt every thrust he made into her body. His dick quivered as it entered her. When he was buried balls deep in her quim, she knew that he was getting ready to come. She could feel the slow expansion of his cock that signaled the coming orgasm.
Pete's breath came in ragged bursts. He felt like his heart would rupture. But he didn't care. All that mattered was between his legs. He had to please Melissa. He had to give her the most pleasure possible and the only way he could do that was with his cock.
He wasn't kidding himself. He knew he wasn't that well hung-yet. But the nurse had been sincere when she had said he'd done a good job the other night. He wanted to fuck her so she'd tell him that again.
Pete's hips pistoned forward. His cock drove furiously in and out. He lost all track of time as he felt his shaft surrounded by Melissa's soft, velvety cunt walls. The heat seeped into his cock and worked its way down into his balls.
The thirteen-year-old couldn't hold back any longer. He fountained out his jism in one blast after another. Soon, depleted, he collapsed forward onto the woman's body.
Melissa was lying on her back, breathing hard. She opened her eyes, then gently stroked her fingers through Pete's mussed hair.
"That was great, tiger, really great. How you feeling?"
"Tired. Was it good? As good as last time?" She looked down into the boy's jet-black eyes. She had to lie to him. She hadn't come this time like before. But she couldn't possibly disappoint him. Not when this might be his last chance to fuck a chick for quite a while. His frail looks weren't likely to entice too many girls, nor was he outgoing enough to attract them.
"Better. Lots better. But let's get back. I don't want Dawn to start worrying about us. And you wouldn't want her to know what was going on between us, would you?"
"Why not?" Pete said defiantly.
"Well, look at it this way. She doesn't have anyone right now. And you wouldn't want to make her jealous, would you?" A complete he but one the boy might understand.
"All right," he agreed reluctantly. "I guess you're right. Dawn does seem to take her boyfriends awful serious, you know."
"I know. Now, let's get dressed and back. I want to talk with Dawn before your father gets back."
"Okay."
They made it back to the car and found Dawn impatiently waiting for them. She glanced at Pete and saw the way he was walking. He was sore from his bout. But the way Melissa cautiously picked her way across the field puzzled her. The woman walked as if she'd been gang-banged. There was no way in hell that Pete could have done that to her.
Dawn momentarily wondered about her father. Maybe the old boy really cut loose with Melissa-that nine-inch cock of his could leave a woman mighty sore. Dawn knew that.
Then she shrugged it off. What possible difference could it make? She and Melissa were going to get it on and that was that. Dawn found herself getting worked up thinking about it. The last time had been a real corker. That woman knew ways to drive a chick completely wild with lust. Their pussylips touching like that had been sheer delight.
And Dawn didn't discount the way Melissa had been able to use her toes to tweak her nipples. That had been an inspiration of the highest order. Nobody had even thought of that before, Dawn was certain. Not even Michelle, and Michelle was one of the most imaginative people she knew. To have been able to show her best friend ... • But that was behind her. In Michigan. She had nothing to look forward to in Arizona so she had to take what pleasure she could here and now. And Melissa was willing and very available.
"Let's mosey on over that way, pahdnah!" Dawn said in a rotten Texas accent. "We kin round up some heifers."
Melissa smiled. "Hang loose a second and let me check on Pete."
There was no need to. The boy had been exhausted by their fucking. He was curled up in the back of the station wagon, sound asleep.
"I guess your father'U be out for a while longer, too."
"Then let's not waste any more time, darling!"
Melissa guiltily looked at Pete, but the boy was sound asleep. He couldn't have heard what Dawn said.
They walked off until they found a secluded spot in the pine forest. The fragrant pine needles covered the ground and made it soft as long as they didn't do much thrashing around.
Dawn was already stripping off her clothing. "It does get so hot here, you know."
Melissa's eyes involuntarily dropped to the tight crotch of Dawn's jeans. Then she laughed. She had to admit it. She was hot for the girl, too. Maybe hotter than the teenager was for her.
She stripped, thinking that seemed to be all she was doing this afternoon. But she didn't mind. The reward was worth wearing out her clothes. She would cheerfully strip all day long as long as it meant a nine-inch cock up her ass or Pete's little prick in her cunt or-what was she going to do with Dawn?
Looking at the naked girl's black-furred cunt convinced her that her mouth had been sorely neglected today. Sure, she'd kissed a bit, but it'd be so nice having a mouthful of pussy.
She went to Dawn and dropped to her knees. Without saying a word, the brown-haired nurse clamped her hps on Dawn's equally delectable ones. The girl gasped at the sudden wetness and warmth on her snatch.
"That's it, Melissa, that's iiiiit! Ohhh! Ummmm!"
The nurse started working her tongue around in the tangled mat of Dawn's pussy mound. The pubic hair curled and tangled under her tongue. As the woman worked lower, Dawn's legs turned to rubber and she sank to the ground. Melissa followed her to the ground and kept her mouth firmly locked on the teenager's snatch.
Her tongue flashed out and licked back and forth over "the girl's clit. Dawn's hips began to buck and hump up. She ground her pussy into Melissals face. She demanded more of the woman's eager tongue up and down her cuntal gash.
The nurse was only too happy to oblige.
Her agile pink tongue flashed out and down this time. She plunged it all the way into Dawn's snatch. The girl grunted as she felt the sudden invasion of her inner cunt. Her hips twitched and she wiggled around. The nurse had trouble keeping her mouth on target.
She decided to move around a little. Melissa sent her tongue licking back along the gash. The fuck fluid was now heady as wine, the most intoxicating drink Melissa could remember drinking in.
Her tongue captured every single drop that oozed out between the girl's puckered pussylips. When the hairy hps were cleaned of their load of juice, Melissa worked back toward the girl's asshole. The slightly ridged flesh was fully as sensitive as the blood-filled flaps of Dawn's cuntlips. Melissa was sure, though, that not many of the teenager's lovers had bothered ricking here.
The girl rocked back to give Melissa even better access to her cunt. The nurse used the extra space to work her tongue over the girl's asshole. Dawn gasped and shuddered as an orgasm shot through her body. The sweet seizure lasted for only a moment, but during that time, Melissa was blind and deaf. The girl's thighs had clamped down on the sides of her head. All she could do was continue lapping and licking.
Once, she even managed to get her tongue worked into the girl's asshole. Inside, Melissa wiggled and twitched her tongue around as hard and fast as she could. But it wasn't good enough. It wasn't as if she had shoved a hard prick in there. The girl's anal sphincter evicted the tongue.
"Melissa, oooh, dearest Melissa!" the girl gasped out. "Let me re-return the favor!"
Melissa didn't bother to answer. Her action would speak louder than a thousand words. She lifted her body over one of Dawn's slender legs and planted her own cunt directly over the girl's face. The invitation couldn't be more blatant or wanton.
Melissa was instantly rewarded for her previous tongue-fucking. She felt the rough wetness of Dawn's tongue dragging back and forth along her cuntlips.
With the suddenness of a summer storm, Melissa felt Dawn's tongue slash out and cut into her cunt. Cock hard, that tongue started battering around inside her cunt. Melissa's love juices began to flow wildly now. Controlling her hips was a problem. Concentrating on sucking the droplets of juice from Dawn's cunt became harder and harder.
All the woman wanted to. think about was the lovely sensation of Dawn's tongue on her own cuntlips. She gasped again as Dawn shoved her tongue far into her pussy. The girl started kissing and lightly sucking on the puckered flesh of the woman's cunt.
When Dawn drew the labia into her mouth and began to gently nibble and lick along them with her tongue, Melissa's world was suddenly blotted out by climax. The searing bolts of electricity surged up from between her legs and crashed into her brain. Her entire body was held in the muscle-lock of orgasm. Her breath caught. Her throat felt like sandpaper. But she was filled with the most delightful experience she could imagine.
Melissa's body relaxed from the sexual high and she was, again, able to work on Dawn's cunt. Her tongue lapped and licked up the renewed flow of salty inner secretions. Melissa caught the soft, blood-filled labia between her teeth. They squished a little from their oily covering.
She started sucking them into her mouth. When they were between her teeth, she returned the favor the girl had given her. She bit down hard enough to hold them in place. Then she started running her tongue back and forth along the hps. It was the most erotic kiss she'd ever given.
The juice oozing from between the tightly pressed cuntlips was coming faster and faster now. Melissa started sucking at the same time Dawn did.
The woman thought her guts were going to be pulled out through her cunt. The pressure was unbelievable; the suction was driving her into a frenzy.
For a moment, her mouth slipped free of Dawn's oily slash. The woman called out hoarsely, "Your tongue! Use your tongue!"
The girl didn't pause for a single second. Hard and rough, her tongue sailed up Melissa's cunt.
She started shoving her tongue into Dawn's wet little hole. Each was pushing the other to an even higher level of sexual arousal with the tongue-150
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Melissa suddenly realized that Dawn was about ready for another orgasm. She shoved her tongue as deep into the girl's twat as she could. There, she rolled it around hard and fast. The whirling tornado of her tongue ignited Dawn's climax.
And, in turn, set off one in her own body. The two women were locked head to cunt. They rolled over and over on the fragrant pine-needle-covered forest floor. Their tongues continued swirling around in each other's cunts until they were both exhausted.
Dawn was the first to get her breath back enough to say, "You sure know how to make love with your mouth, Melissa. You're a real expert. It's just too bad you never met Michelle."
"You're not so bad at tongue-fucking yourself. If Michelle's the one who taught you, yeah, it is a shame I didn't have the chance of making her—acquaintance, that is."
They both laughed.
Dawn hesitantly reached out and touched the woman's turgid nipple. "Do you think • we have time for another..."
Dawn had descended and was sucking on Melissa's tit. The blood flowed immediately into it. She felt herself getting hot all over again. Time? What was time? Was there enough time to get each other off again before John woke up and decided to move on into Arizona?
Melissa didn't know. But she figured that this would be her last chance to enjoy Dawn's eager mouth and questing fingers.
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They both came three more times before they decided to go back to the car. Pete was still sleeping and John was sitting with the road map draped across his knees. In the warm noonday surt* he had dozed off again. They hadn't been missed.
Melissa decided the risk had been worth it. She lightly squeezed Dawn's hand and went, fa wake, un John.