Chapter 13

Gordy couldn't seem to get enough of Sally's beautiful body.

Even though his penis was so rock hard that he had to get it off quickly, he also had a fervent desire to get more accustomed to Sally's body, and the best means of accomplishing that objective lay in sustained body contact with her.

In that connection, Gordy slipped his tongue down over Sally's left breast. This time he sucked with even more enthusiasm than he had on the other occasion.

He drove his tongue steadily like a torpedo, continuing to gain momentum until he was working it as rapidly as he possibly could.

While his tongue continued to press against her firm breast skin, he reached down with his fingers and toyed with his lover's ass-cheeks.

It made Gordy feel good to know that he had managed to push Sally this far on the basis of their first meeting. After all, in the beginning, he wondered just how far she would be willing to go with him.

At one point he had feared that he might strike out, something he rarely did. Of course he knew Sally wasn't overawed by his reputation as a famous athlete such as certain other women had been, and that in and of itself made her that much more of a significant challenge for him.

His strong fingers imprinted themselves into her ass-cheeks, and as he continued to press, his tongue worked with vigorous skill around her breasts.

Gordy quickly switched from one breast to the other, repeating the same spirited movements, causing Sally to once more get highly aroused.

"You've got to fuck me pretty quick, because I can't take too much more of this," Sally said. "You are all energy, honey."

Gordy worked his teeth against her nipples, letting the teeth collide ever so gracefully.

Gordy was swept away with the passion of his own movements, and recognized at that point that Sally wasn't the only one who needed to have him provide her with release.

He needed the release as well. The strength had run out. He had engaged in as much preliminary action as he could possibly stand. From that point onward he would have to get busy and fuck her vagina.

He slipped his tool ever so slowly inside Sally's mound. He wanted to make the fuck last, even though his instincts were telling him to spear her with everything he had. He knew that if he fucked off too quickly, that it would minimize his pleasures, and he didn't want to run the risk of doing that.

He had come too far and had worked too hard to foil himself with a premature climax.

He slid his cock slowly but gingerly into her mound, pushing with convincing grace against her pussy lining.

While his penis was maintaining a brisk pace, sliding ever so diligently inside her mound, he reached out and pressed the skin around her ass-cheeks.

He liked touching her buttocks, and every time that he let his fingers roll against her smooth, warm skin, it made him feel that much more pon-tented about things.

But the contentment certainly wasn't going to influence him to the point to where he would slow down. Nothing could ever make him do that. Not when Gordy's trusty iron cock was as hard and as anxious as it was at that point in time.

He began to thunder forward with his firm stick, driving it with convincing rapidity ever deeper into his lover's hot mound.

The longer he spiritedly drove his rod, the better that he liked the unfolding action that was taking place.

With burning desire, he entered her with greater depth, driving his torrid rod deep inside her flaming box, pushing and plunging his stabbing pecker with every ounce of resourceful energy that he possessed into her burning mound.

"Keep fucking," she exclaimed. "And kiss me every now and then, darling. That will make me feel so good if you do it. Come on and drive your cock, honey. Move it fast. Move it hard. Push it into me, baby, I want your hot prick."

Gordy continued his intense pace, rifling his surging spear ever deeper into her hot pussy flesh.

Every time he plunged deeper into her love gash, he felt the swelling in his balls becoming more pronounced.

He liked the fact that there was a sea of juice that was mounting in intensity down between his legs, and as his burning testicles continued to surge, so did his cock which was plunging devastatingly inside her mound.

Gordy liked the fact that beautiful Sally had an instinctive way of meeting his every stroke. Every time that he plunged his pecker into her, her legs and body would rotate systematically to meet his stabs.

He kept up the steady cock action and ran his fingers from her buttocks down to her thighs. He gingerly touched her thighs, enjoying the finger contact as the fucking continued.

"Maybe I will kiss you," Gordy gasped, keeping up the penetrating movements.

"I wish you would."

"Hang on, baby, it would be a great idea."

Gordy slipped his head forward, allowing his tongue to slide inside Sally's mouth.

The tongues met briskly, and soon Gordy was able to match the tongue action with the cock activity.

For every spearing thrust that his cock generated, he worked his tongue that much more eagerly against hers.

Devastatingly he continued to push his plunging pecker forward, moving ever closer to the moment of climax.

Gordy's body began to tremble as he reached the closing stages of the act. He recognized just how close he had drawn to the moment of impact, that at which the sea of burning white lava would be released from the end of his hot dick and into the waiting mound of beautiful Sally.

He couldn't help but be impressed with Sally's tightness. In addition, Gordy liked the way in which she manipulated her hips. She had a unique way of doing it that would accommodate his activities to such a degree that his target became tighter.

She would tighten her legs, putting them together every now and then, providing him with a more devastating and tighter screwing sensation.

He kept up the burning cunt movements for quite some time, then suddenly released his tongue.

He plunged his lips firmly against Sally's, letting them remain firmly in place, locked against hers for a few minutes.

In the meantime he felt the burning sensations riding systematically in his loins. It was pushing ever closer to the moment of climax, that in which the juices would spill out the end of his burning cock and into her pussy.

Gordy released his lips from hers, then slipped his tongue inside Sally's mouth.

Once again the tongues met devastatingly, and Gordy could feel the juices swelling within his balls. It was just a question of when, and he realized that it wouldn't be long before the white lava would be shooting from the end of his stick.

Gordy's hot, bulging spear kept on plunging, moving ever deeper and more intimately into Sally's pussy, and his breath became short.

He began fucking her in short, staccato movements, pushing ever closer to his climax.

Gordy finally released his tongue from Sally's mouth, then exclaimed: "Get set."

"I know. You're almost there," Sally gasped.

"I sure as hell am. How about you?"

"Yes, me too."

"I'm going to spill my juices."

"Oh yes. I know you are. I want them."

The sea of white liquid began to spill out of the tip of his long flaming cock.

As the burning juices shot into Sally's waiting pussy, she also exploded, unleashing her juices.

It felt good to Gordy to be experiencing a simultaneous orgasm, and he interpreted this as an excellent sign. It meant that they were apparently in the position wherein they knew just how to please each other.

He kept on pushing his pecker into her until the final few droplets of cum eased out of his dick.

He then released his tool, lying next to his lover and throwing his arms around her.

"You're too beautiful to believe," Gordy told her.

"I couldn't believe this fuck."

"It didn't take us long to get rolling, did it?"

"I guess not. I could have exploded any time. I was really hanging on. You know, holding on to the orgasm as long as I could."

"Two play that game," Gordy laughed. "I wanted to hang onto it too. It was such a beautiful experience that L didn't want it to end too fast."

"That was exactly my feeling."

"You're such a beautiful gal," Gordy said. "Any man would find it an honor to fuck you."

"You really think that."

"I know it, sweetheart."

Gordy leaned forward and delivered a searing kiss to Sally's lips just to prove his point. When he released his lips from hers, he looked at her with deep passion.

"I hope you're not figuring on leaving right now," he said. "Because I've got some more fucking to do."

"No, as a matter-of-fact, I'm with you. I won't stop unless you do."

"There's no way that I'm going to stop right now," Gordy laughed. "You've heard about the Fighting Irishman."

"Yeah, but I thought you were basically a lover," she laughed.

"No, I mean I fight like hell when it comes to getting as many orgasms as I can."

"Then that's a different story, isn't it?"

"You're damned right. That's the lover in me at work."

"It's a pretty appealing side of you, baby."

"I'm so glad to hear you say that."

Once more Gordy let his lips come into contact with Sally's.

She couldn't get over how sexy this hot man was. There just didn't seem to be any stopping him, and whereas certain other men preferred to coast at least part of the time with sex, with Gordy he was always seemingly in high gear.

It reminded her very much of the rewarding sex she had experienced with Scott.

Sally still felt a certain measure of guilt in having sex with Gordy, but not nearly to the same degree that she had felt when she performed with Scott.

She regarded her philandering as a necessary evil, and, even though it was pleasurable, she felt funny about it. But the alternative, she thought, was even worse. If she didn't have sex with somebody like Gordy, then she would no doubt be having it with her son Scott, and she did not want to get involved in any activity of that sort again.

As she looked over at Gordy, Sally observed his cock beginning to substantially rise once more. She could tell that he was getting in the mood to jump back into the act of sex, and as she looked at him, she could see the look of searing intensity manifesting itself in Gordy's eyes.

"Let's get back to the fucking," he told her.

"I'm for that if you are."

"I need you, baby. I really do. I need you damned bad."

"You're such a dynamic guy. You've really got a cock on you and you know just how to use it."

"It's no good having one there unless you know how to use it," Gordy laughed.

"That's so true, my dear."

The longer that Gordy looked at Sally's beautiful form, the hungrier he became all over again.

Soon the swelling hungers were overpowering him, and Gordy recognized that the time was ripe to get involved in more sex with his lovely friend.