Chapter 17
Within about a minute I had Lucy's face showing the strain of inner sexual pressure building again, just teasing her with my throbbing cock in the lips of her cunt. Then I caught her tits in my hands again and brought them to my mouth. I sucked both nipples in and brought an anguished, "Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h! Oh, Vincey, love!" gasping out of her.
Abruptly she sent her ass driving downward, plunging my cock deep into her reviving cunt. As our bellies slapped together, a trembling groan came up out of her lower gut.
Instantly Lucy pulled her ass away from me, again, but only a couple of inches or so, then sent my cock zinging back into her cunt as deep as she could make it reach. That time after our bellies slapped together again, Lucy began grinding her lower belly against mine, wriggling her cunt around my cock and creating more friction on her burning clitoris.
After a moment of that she pulled back, drawing my cock almost all the way out, then plunged it back into her cunt to its roots again. As our bellies slapped together that time, I made the head of my cock give a jump deep inside her. She groaned and pressed her luscious tits down against my mouth harder. She began riding me steadily.
I sucked and licked at Lucy's tits harder and she started stroking my cock in and out of her sizzling cunt faster and harder. A frenzy of passion seemed to grip her; a low, wavering, screaming moan started coming from her steadily, rising and falling.
The wild enthusiasm of her response shot my own exquisite sexual excitement high within me. Super-heated sensations roared through my tingling cock, approaching the point of becoming unbearable. I began worrying that I might blast off before Lucy did.
Praying I could control my skyrocketing sensations a bit longer, I hung onto Lucy's luscious big tits and sucked and licked like my very life depended on it. I knew this time there was no possible way I could hold back once Lucy did start coming. Once those inner cunt muscles started milking at the tingling head of my cock, Pd had it; we'd make this trip together. All I prayed was that I didn't pull the rabbit act and start first.
Frantically Lucy struggled over me. Her breath wheezed in and out of her in short gasps. I realized my own lungs seemed to be burning as if I'd stopped breathing.
Then an agonized cry tore itself from Lucy's lips, twisted as if she was in mortal anguish. She started riding me even harder, more wildly, more frantically. In a mindless frenzy, she now was hammering our bellies together. Suddenly every muscle throughout the entire length of Lucy's deliciously clinging, gripping, caressing, glove-like cunt began pulsing relentlessly.
Lordy, the hurricane of sensation her pulsating cunt sent shooting through my cock. It was like a bolt of lightning. It snapped all the control I had remaining.
Riptides of sensation thundered over my senses, swallowing them up. I felt myself teetering on a tightrope over a void of blackness. My cock seemed to literally explode. The pumps hidden in the roots of my cock began hammering, sending jet after jet of fiery come juice spraying over all the hidden surfaces in the depths of Lucy's cunt.
Lucy screamed more shrilly, like I was spraying liquid fire over her sensitive inner surfaces. But instead of pulling her cunt away from me, Lucy rode me all the harder, trying to plunge my flame-thrower into her ravenous cunt even deeper. The whole time she was screaming like she was being murdered.
But I was actually only dimly aware of those screams of hers. I was having to struggle to keep from being swept into senseless oblivion! The exquisite torment seemed to go on and on and on, endlessly, deliciously, agonizingly.
Then the fiery storm of passion passed. Lucy collapsed upon me, trembling, dripping wet with sweat. I struggled and mustered strength enough to put my arms around her. I held her close and we lay there, still coupled, struggling still; this time struggling for breath, however, rather than a fiery sexual release.
When Lucy's breathing finally began to quiet, she murmured, "If only I could keep you all for myself all the rest of my life! Who knows, I might live forever." She chuckled, then added, "or what's a lot more likely ... I'd fuck myself into my grave a few years early. But one thing's certain. I'd die happy!" She sighed heavily.
I suggested, "How about a swim to freshen us up for more action?"
As limp as she'd been, she amazed me the way she sprang up and headed for the lake. I jumped up and sprinted after her. Ahead of me, Lucy dived gracefully into the placid water. As she knifed smoothly through the glass-like surface and disappeared into the depths below, I went flying in a long, reaching dive that took me far out over the quiet water. I sliced into it and opened my eyes, searching for sign of Lucy. Immediately I saw her swimming unhurriedly on the surface not far ahead.
I came up under her cautiously, surprising her when I grabbed her luscious tits and sucked both nipples into my mouth. She acted like she thought a snapping turtle had them, beginning to thrash around furiously.
I let her tits slide out of my mouth and backed away. But I couldn't resist running one finger through the crack of her cunt as I went; I found it still slippery with our combined juices. And my finger in her cunt just that instant started her legs and feet churning the water over my head furiously.
I cleared out before I got kicked into the next county. A ways off from her, I surfaced. I found Lucy watching me with a bright look of delight while she laughed, sounding as carefree and full of life as a teenager eager for more fun and games. She yelled, "You're always surprising me!"
I closed in on her and gathered her into my arms, pulling the lusciousness of her naked flesh, her delightful curves, against my bare skin. I asked her lovingly, "How'd you like to have your pussy eaten?"
She stared at me in delighted amazement, then murmured, "You really mean it?"
I nodded. "Of course! Why shouldn't I mean it?"
She shrugged. "I guess I've just gotten used to Rob's kind. They never want to do anything but fuck you. And to them 'Fuck you!' is about the dirtiest kind of cuss word in their vocabulary. I guess that says a lot about them. No wonder it's impossible for one of their kind to make sex really good for a woman."
I nodded and released her from my arms, ready to head for shore. A pleased chuckle came from Lucy, then she ass-ended, diving for the bottom, tagging me as she went. That started a furious game of water tag. Lucy was teasing me, I knew, presenting a feast of delectable sights, her luscious tits and ass flashing in and out of the water as she cavorted in it like a high-spirited otter.
Lucy finally headed for shore. I followed her to a fresh bed of soft grass and flopped down, intending to rest just a moment before I began the moves that would wind up with my eating her sweet pussy. She sat down beside me and leaned over. The nipples of her lovely, ripe tits brushed my lips.
I caught her tits in my hands and sucked both nipples in. One of her hands settled upon my head. Her fingers started twining themselves in my hair lovingly. She whispered, "You've sure got a great talent for giving a woman great sensations with that mouth of yours, Vince, lover."
She mussed my wet hair affectionately, then murmured, "Why couldn't that Robbie have been like you?"
I had no answers to offer, so kept right on gobbling her titties. Both nipples felt like hard little nuts, rigid with excitement. That told me how much she was enjoying it.
So I was really surprised when she suddenly pulled her tits away from me. Before I could ask what was wrong, Lucy told me, "The best way I know for a woman to teach a new love exactly how she likes her cunt licked and her pussy eaten, is for her to demonstrate."
"Demonstrate?" I said wonderingly. She nodded, murmuring, "Just lay back and enjoy. But make a few mental notes, too, as I go along. Huh?"
Without waiting for agreement from me, Lucy leaned over me again. This time instead of bringing her luscious tits to my mouth, she brought her mouth to one of my pygmy nipples. I was amazed at the amounts of sensation her hot mouth was able to create in me there.
She jumped from there abruptly, bringing her lips to mine. I'd been Frenched before, but never more passionately or more thoroughly than she did it. In no time she had my blood boiling so hard from that kiss that I felt as if I couldn't breathe, yet didn't give a damn. It was as if her tongue had become transformed into male cock and my mouth into a cunt.
One of her hands closed caressingly upon my cock, then gently started caressing my balls as well. I really got breathless. What a charge of sensation!
By that time I was certain I'd never again be able to breathe normally. I realized abruptly that Lucy seemed to be having her problems getting enough breath too. If I claimed that didn't please me, I'd be lying. It shot my excitement even higher, too.
Suddenly she broke the passionate soul kiss and started kissing my ears, then the side of my neck. Her feverish lips moved to my throat, then downward to my chest. Again her hot lips sucked in one of my nipples, stirring unfamiliar sensations that seemed fantastic.
When she'd done that to both my nipples, a fine trembling was beginning to vibrate through my whole gut. Her knowing mouth started kissing and licking toward my navel. I was pleased that my own technique for oral sex followed very much the same pattern of building sexual suspense she was demonstrating to me.
Below my navel, she kissed and licked a zigzag course over my lower belly. As that hot mouth of hers drew closer and still closer to the tingling head of my stiff cock, all the muscles inside my lower belly began knotting with anticipation. Talk about excruciating sensation!
Then Lucy's cheek brushed against the upper fringe of my curly muff of pubic hair. She paused briefly and moved around between my legs, just as I would have done had I been making oral love to her. But I didn't interrupt, didn't try to take away anything from her, which is exactly all I'd have accomplished if I'd told her she was showing me nothing new.
No, I knew she still might surprise me with some new wrinkle if I'd just keep my mouth shut and be patient. The careful, knowing technique she was using practically guaranteed me the kind of trip I'd have absolutely no complaints about. So I kept as quiet as you can when you're gasping and moaning with the pleasures of sexual sensation and let the storm she was building in my cock and belly grow wilder.