Chapter 8
Gail Marshall was having the greatest summer of her life. She loved the times when she was alone with Brent Pearson, as well as the exciting hours she spent with Glenda and Don Winters at the river cabin, and when none of them were available, there was always Ted Garfield. Though she was fond of Ted, she was beginning to find their sex life in the back seat of his car almost boring.
One afternoon in late July, Gail and Ted were sitting together on her patio. Her head was on his shoulder and his hand was up under her blouse gently massaging her breasts.
"That feels neat," she whispered, affectionately caressing his big hard bulge through the material of his pants.
"Are you a little horny?"
"Shit, yes," she beamed.
"Then let's drive over by Johnson's field," Ted suggested, his cock throbbing excitedly.
"Gee, honey," Gail whispered. "Let's fuck in a real bed. The back seat of your car is so damned uncomfortable."
"Where the hell are we gonna find a bed?"
"We could go to a motel."
"Hell, why pay for a motel when we can use my car?"
"Because I'm tired of fucking in a cramped position in your back seat!" she defiantly relied.
They sat silently for several minutes after Gail briskly removed his hand from her breast.
"Please, honey," he finally broke the silence. "Let's drive out to Johnson's field."
"No!" she snapped. "You act just like a little kid."
"What's so great about fuckin' in a motel?" he suddenly asked.
"Because that's how mature people do it," she replied. "In comfort and privacy." no
"Shit," he argued. "There's privacy in the back seat of my car."
"Does Mrs. Pearson let you fuck her in your back seat?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb!" she snapped. "I know you're getting into her pants."
"So what!" he sneered. "She's a real woman."
"Fine!" shouted Gail, "the next time I fuck, it's going to be with a real man!"
"Ha!" he laughed. "When I fuck you, you're being fucked by a real man!" "Bullshit," Gail giggled, "you have no idea how a real man can fuck."
"I suppose you do?" He laughed sarcastically.
"You're damned right I do!" she shouted, suddenly filled with rage.
"Who?"
"None of your fuckin' business!" "What old geezer fucked you?" he angrily asked.
"Shit, you're a creep!" she hissed at him. "I wish you'd leave."
"Who fucked you?" He laughed. "I think you're just making it up."
"There's been more than one."
"Then name one."
"Don Winters!" she blurted out in her wild anger.
His mouth flew open in shock.
"Now if you'll excuse me," she said, rising to her feet. "I'm going in the house."
When the girl had gone, Ted slowly walked out to his car, unable to believe Don Winters had actually fucked Gail. Stopping at the corner store, the boy picked up two six-packs of beer and began driving around aimlessly. It infuriated him that Don Winters had laid his girl friend, and as he drank one beer after another, he was becoming even more angry.
Later that afternoon when he was quite drunk, Ted decided to drive over to the Winters' place and have it out with the man.
Vicky Winters had just stepped out of the shower and was wearing nothing but a short cotton housecoat that barely reached mid-thigh when she answered the doorbell.
"Hello, Ted," she smiled, seeing the shirtless boy standing on the step. "Come on in."
She could smell the beer on his breath as he entered the room, and when she saw him boldly appraising her naked thighs, she suddenly became aware of her brief attire.
"Where's your husband?" asked Ted, staggering slightly as he moved into the room.
"Playing golf," she answered. "But if you'll excuse me, I'll go change into some other clothes."
"Don't bother," Ted smirked, staring at the big nipples which were so vividly outlined against the thin material. "You look plenty good enough to me."
Vicky flushed with embarrassment. "I'll just be a minute," she nervously smiled.
"I say you look good the way you are!" he snapped, grasping her by the arm.
A strange nervousness Crept into her mind when she saw the wild look in the boy's eyes.
"Did you know that your husband has been fuckin' Gail Marshall?" he suddenly asked.
"Don't be silly!" she snapped. "She's just a youngster!"
"He still fucked her."
"I don't believe you!"
"You better believe me," he leered lowering his zipper and yanking his hard cock out.
"You filthy pig!" she gasped, stepping back as the boy moved toward her, obscenely stroking his hard boner. "Get away from me!"
"Sorry," he panted, slamming her down on the couch. "But I need a juicy blow-job."
"Then suck yourself off!" she shouted up to him as he towered over her cringing body on the sofa.
"If he's using my girl," he laughed. "Then I'm gonna use his wife." Trembling with fear, Vicky just stared at his naked prick as his fingers slid the foreskin up and down over it. Unable to believe this was actually happening, she watched the young man loosen his belt and let his pants and shorts drop down around his ankles. Struggling to get up off the couch, she just stared at the swollen balls dangling between his legs.
Before she could rise, the drunken youth threw his body down on top of her, forcing one knee up between her tightly clenched legs. Then pushing the struggling woman back down, he roughly removed her brief dressing gown.
The frightened woman's naked body was suddenly completely exposed to him. Lowering himself down, the lusting youth cupped a big luscious tit in each hand and pressed his wet mouth against her deliciously bare belly. Holding the woman firmly, he trailed his tongue down through her silky pubic curls until he found her little clitoris hidden high between her fleshy cuntlips.
The woman shivered and her shapely legs shot out from the electric contact of his tongue against her sensitive joy-button. She instinctively squirmed her ass down into the cushion in a vain attempt to protect her vulnerable pussy from this debasing invasion of his mouth.
Finally releasing her tits, he reached down and spread her thighs farther apart, then using his thumbs, he slowly parted her pussylips, exposing her slippery pink inner flesh to his gaze. With his thick cock throbbing up against his belly, he buried the full length of his long slippery tongue into the delicious hotness of her cunt.
"No! Goddamn it, no!" she whimpered, feeling little sparks of pleasure kindling inside her pussy in spite of it all.
Still struggling to get away from him, she was trying to push his head from between her legs, wanting to free herself from this maddening torture. The tiny sparks of forbidden pleasure began streaking up deeper into her unwilling belly until she suddenly found herself pulling his face tighter against her cunt instead of pushing him away. Ashamed that she was secretly enjoying it, she made one last futile attempt to free herself.
"No! No! Please don't!" she sobbed as he continued lapping his thick wet tongue all up and down the length of her hotly drooling twat. Holding her breath as the drunken youth's tongue swirled around in the velvety folds of her moistly hot pussy, Vicky completely surrendered to his lascivious love-making. Her ass was soon jerking involuntarily back and forth as she heatedly writhed her slippery snatch around his lewdly slurping tongue.
Suddenly realizing that Mr. Winters beautiful wife had totally surrendered to him, the drunk youth moved up between her widely spread legs, anxious to fuck her hot slit.
"Here," he panted, taking her hand and wrapping her fingers around the thick girth of his hard shaft. "Put it in for me."
Holding his rigidly hard cock in one hand, she parted her heavily-lubricated pussylips with the fingers of the other and nudged the bloated head of his prick against the juicy entrance to her cunt.
Wanting to punish the woman for her earlier unwillingness to cooperate, he slammed the entire length of his cock into her with one thrust.
"EEEEEEEGGGGHHH!" she shrieked from the brief, but intense pain.
He began viciously pumping his hips back and forth, as if trying to saw her in half with his hard cock. With his weight mashing her down into the cushions, his hands clawed at her big tits, squeezing her hard nipples between his fingers as he relentlessly fucked into her.
He was feverishly screwing her, each wild thrust of his stiff tool driving her sweet butt deeper into the cushions. Her cunt had finally adjusted to the sudden entry of his boner and her slippery lubricating creams were flooding all around it. Writhing beneath him, Vicky could plainly hear the slurping suction of her slippery pussylips pulling and sucking on his plunging dong.
Fucking into her with an increased frenzy, he was wildly sucking on the sweet tongue that the woman had just thrust into his mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she softly moaned, thrilled by the delicious friction of his hard meat zipping in and out of her sizzling hole. She felt a perverse excitement as his balls slapped smartly against her bare ass.
Fucking into her with all his strength, the young man could feel the moist heat of her tightly squeezing inner flesh rushing him toward an explosive climax. Every tingling nerve in his hard shaft was being deliciously agitated by the soft slippery walls of her snug fitting pussy.
"Oh, Mrs. Winters!" he began chanting like a lunatic. "What a fuck, honey! Oh, shit, you're a hot bitch!"
The way her cunt was squeezing around the hot slippery flesh of his cock as it pumped in and out was almost more than he could stand.
"Uuuuuuuuuggghhh!" he suddenly groaned as his hot load of jizz started belching into her writhing belly.
"I'M COMING TOO!" she squealed, clutching him tighter in her arms. "I'M COMING WITH YOU!"
When the last drop of sperm had dribbled out of his limp wet prick, he slowly withdrew it and rolled over onto his back.
"Now, you smart-assed bitch," he said, closing his eyes and folding his hands behind his head. "Clean up my cock with your mouth."
Vicky suddenly hated this boy, but she knew she had no choice but to do as he'd ordered. Crawling down between his obscenely spread legs, she picked up his flaccid prick and inserted the slimy thing into her mouth. It was thickly crusted with his half-dried cum, mixed with her own cuntal juices, and she had to lick and suck for several moments before it was thoroughly clean.
"That's a nice lady," he whispered. "Now make it hard again."
Knowing she had no other choice, she lowered her mouth down over his limp cock, licking and rolling her tongue all around the sensitive underside of his shaft. With his prick now much smaller that it was when they were fucking, Vicky had no trouble getting the whole damned thing into her mouth.
Feeling his prick starting to throb, she slowly lifted her head and let the length of his rod slide across the roof of her mouth as she teasingly tickled it with the tip of her tongue. Lowering her head back down, her ovaled lips slid down over the sensitive flesh of his swelling boner.
With his hands folded behind his head, the youth was excitedly watching her lips sucking and pulling on his hard shaft. She looked so beautiful with her long dark hair flowing down over her bare shoulders and tits, her lovely face bobbing up and down as she expertly sucked on his cock. He could feel his prick expanding rapidly in her mouth as she sucked, and the ecstasy was almost more than he could stand.
"Oh, God," he softly moaned when the beautiful woman momentarily removed her mouth from his now fully-erect boner.
Once more lowering her head, she submissively took his cock into her mouth again. Cupping his swollen balls in her hand, she deliciously tickled the crinkly loose skin with her agile fingertips. As she skillfully caressed his big scrotum, Vicky nibbled lightly on his knob for several minutes, and then swiftly lowering her head, she swallowed as much of his prick as possible. Bobbing her head up and down, her lips and tongue deliciously sucked on his pulsing rod.
Clutching at the cushions with his hands, the youth was no longer aware of anything except her soft moist lips sliding up and down over his nakedly lurching cock.
"Oh, Jesus!" he groaned through clenched teeth.
From the way his body was jerking and tensing, Vicky could tell that he would soon be shooting his hot load. She was once again wildly aroused, and as she feverishly sucked on his hard meat, she hoped he would fuck her again before the day was over. As the intense lust continued building in her loins, she tried to give him as much pleasure as possible. Now sucking on the very end of his knob, she delved the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit and lapped up several glistening drops of his delicious seminal fluid.
"Jesus Christ!" he moaned. "It's so fuckin' good ... so good!"
Becoming more aroused with every passing second, she began sliding her tongue up and down the purple-veined underside of his shaft until her nose was mashed into the crinkly curls of his big hairy balls. Then opening her mouth wider, she sucked in first one testicle then the other. Her sucking, slurping mouth was literally stuffed full, of his big lusty scrotum.
"Oh, my God!" he groaned again when the beautiful woman released his nuts and wolfed his swollen cockhead into her mouth. He could feel her making swallowing motions deep in her throat as she slavishly sucked on his bloated shaft. He was whimpering excitedly as his body shuddered convulsively under her oral caresses. His legs stiffened and his toes curled under as the intense pleasure built and built in his loins.
Vicky had sucked and licked enough on Don's cock to know when a man was about to shoot his wad. Feeling the twitching of the flesh around the base of his shaft as he panted and moaned, the aroused woman began sucking deeper and harder, knowing that he was about ready to release his hot load.
"Suck it, baby!" he sobbed as the hot suction of her lips increased. "Oh, God, what a cock-sucker you are!"
Lurching wildly, the youth's hips were rocking violently up and down as he frantically drilled his cock in and out of her sucking mouth.
"Jesus Christ!" he panted, his breath coming in hot ragged gasps as he pressed his hands down on the back of her head. "Keep suckin', baby! I'm almost there . . . almost there!"
Anxious to taste his hot cum, Vicky sucked deeper and harder on his lurching prick.
"OOOOOOOOH, SHIT!" roared Ted, digging his fingers into her hair and slamming Her mouth down tighter over his cock. "HERE
COMES THE JUICE!"
Vicky felt the first squirt of his cum splatter against the back of her throat, followed by blast after blast. Sucking and swallowing as fast as she could, the woman could feel his deliciously slippery jizz rippling down the back of her throat.
When she'd drawn out the last drop from his rapidly withering cock, she crawled back up into his arms, knowing he'd fuck her again as soon as his prick was once more hard.