Chapter 8
Farrah inspected her face in the rear view mirror. Jonathan, Rock and Randal were waiting outside for her, each as horny as the next. They were at Lover's Point and Farrah had told them that before she did another thing to any of them, she simply had to brush her hair and put on some fresh make-up. Since they weren't going to do anything that would jeopardize their chances of having the beautiful Farrah Anderson fucking them, they consented to her demand.
Though the gorgeous blonde was still angry with Rock for throwing her pants and panties out the window several miles back, Farrah was in good spirits. There hadn't been a time in her life when she had so much young cockmeat to suck and fuck. The boys were true to their nickname - Jocks - and their bodies recovered quickly. She knew she'd be able to get their cocks hard and throbbing with lust again quickly. Just as soon as her lips got wrapped around their cocks, she'd have them all howling mad with rampaging lust.
Putting her brush and lipstick back in her clutch purse, Farrah looked out the windshield of the rusted van. There were several other cars at Lover's Point. She suspected the people in the cars would be high school students, probably there to kiss and maybe feel each other up a little bit. They wouldn't be into the hot, hard, lusty fucking and sucking that she loved so very, very much.
It was dark at Lover's Point. Farrah hoped the people in the nearby cars wouldn't be inclined to check their surroundings because she had every intention in the world of fucking the boys outside. The van was too cramped and stuffy.
Farrah buttoned her blouse at the bottom, leaving most of the buttons undone so the creamy inner slopes of her high, firm titties could be seen. The tails of the white blouse came down low enough in front and back to hide her pussy and ass, but if she should move around at all the blouse would pull up high and show off her fuck-holes.
"Well, it's now or never," Farrah murmured to herself as she moved to the sliding side door of the van. "Time to get the Farrah Anderson Traveling Erotic Show going."
Farrah stepped out, flashing the boys that million dollar, toothy smile that had given more than a few men hard-ons in her time. She stood motionless for a moment, feehng the warm breeze fluffing up her blouse, the air cooling her pussy, tickling her sensitive cht. She spread her thighs a couple extra inches so that her pussy was even more exposed. The wind felt good as it circled around her long, slender legs.
"Well, gentlemen, it's time you found out the difference between fucking a grown woman and a teeny-bopper." Farrah shook her head, intentionally swirling her lion's-mane hairdo around in a carefree yet utterly erotic and suggestive manner.
"Fucking A!" Rock hissed. "She's some fuckin' knockout!"
"That's right, boys," Farrah said, putting her hands on her hips and spreding her feet even more. "And if you can stop this violence with the Cools, you can have as much of this body as you want."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Jonathan demanded.
"I'll explain it all later," Farrah replied, walking slowly toward the trio in a hip-swinging manner. "Right now it's time for something more enjoyable than negotiations."
Striding boldly, Farrah walked up to Jonathan, who was flanked by Rock and Randal. She dropped to her knees without so much as kissing any of them and tugged down three zippers.
"Is she really going to blow us right here?" Rock asked nobody in particular, his head whipping around to check the nearby cars for onlookers. "She's the horniest broad I've ever seen!"
Farrah took her time reaching inside the boys' pants, pulling orit their soft cocks. When she was done, three pricks dangled through the flies of three pairs of jeans, all of them close enough for Farrah to suck on.
"This is a cocksucker's dream come true,"
Farrah purred softly, her lips just inches from the head of Jonathan's dick. "Enough cock to satisfy even my insatiable oral needs."
She grabbed Randal's prick and began stroking it, then did the same to Rock's half-hard cock. Farrah's jade-green eyes darted from one cock to the next as her lips got closer and closer to Jonathan's dehcious hunk of prickmeat.
"So much to suck on," Farrah cooed, her voice a kittenish, sultry purr. "What more could I ever want?"
She stuck her pink tongue far out of her mouth, gently touching the underside of Jonathan's cockhead to raise the rubbery prick up. Slowly, a fraction of an inch at a time, she moved her tongue around as she brought her face forward. Opening her lips wide, Farrah took the big cock into her mouth without touching it with her glistening bright red lips.
The taste of Jonathan's cock made Farrah's tongue tingle as she rubbed the clefted bottom of the cockhead. When Farrah finally brought her lips around the shaft of the prick, just behind the tip, she cooed soulfully.
"Take it all," Jonathan said, trying to stand still as the incredibly beautiful Farrah Anderson swirled her tantalizing tongue around the head of his burgeoning prickpole.
As requested, Farrah pushed her face forward, nibbling her way slowly down the rubbery shaft of the boy's cock. She chewed the prickrod into her mouth, delighting in the manly yet youthful flavor of his cock, pumping with both hands on other cocks that had yet to reach their full, pulsating size. When her nose was pressed against the zipper, between the jagged edges, she was tickled by Jonathan's tight, curly hair that sprouted above his cockrod.
"Minmnimmmm!'' Farrah sighed, feeling the prick growing inside her warm, wet, sucking mouth.
As Jonathan's cock continued to grow, the horny platinum blonde felt his pricktip pushing more demandingly against the back of her mouth. She summoned up all her will power and self-control, wanting to finally be able to deep-throat a prick. Farrah had never been able to swallow a big cock whole but that was what she hoped to accomphsh as she felt Jonathan's prickpole growing inside her mouth.
In smooth movements, Farrah started taking the boy's prick in and out of her mouth. She pistoned her face over Jonathan's cock, chewing down the broad, hp-stretching shaft until his cockhead was against the back of her mouth. She salivated heavily around the tasty prick, allowing bubbles to form at the corners of her mouth. As she sucked, Farrah made sure her slurping sounds were loud enough for all three boys to hear.
"Come on, teacher, don't forget the rest of us!"
Farrah looked up and over at Randal without removing her mouth from Jonathan's prick. She winked at the boy, letting him know that she'd be hungrily, passionately mouthing his cock soon enough. Farrah Anderson wouldn't let any of the boys go without whatever their lusty hearts desired.
It wasn't until Farrah tasted pre-cum from the head of Jonathan's prick that she finally removed her lips from the long hard-on. Pulling Randal's prickrod to her mouth, she engulfed his fiery prick with her lips, sucking more than half of the cock into her face as she switched hands, not jerking on Jonathan's spitty prick.
"Mrammmmm! Urnmmmmft!" she moaned, bobbing her face over Randal's prick to suck and chew erotically on his cockhead.
Her tongue was like a little animal with a hfe of its own, moving constantly, flicking and frisking here and there, always searching out the most tender and tantalizing places on the teenager's prick.
The grass tickled Farrah's naked knees as she gave the triple blow-job. Her head and hands moved in unison, simultaneously jerking off two cocks while she sucked hungrily on a third.
"Go, bitch, go!" Rock, the crudest of the three boys, urged.
Farrah could not tell if she'd drawn an audience or not. Part of her mind said it would be a wild turn-on to suck off three teenaged boys while she had people watching every erotic move she made. But part of her mind also was aroused with the notion of filling her mouth with cockmeat while strangers stared lustily at her.
The blouse opened up a httle as Farrah's back-and-forward moves became more feverish and one taut, jiggling melon of tit flesh popped into view. The areola was pink and the nipple was rock-hard.
"Ohhhhhh! Miss Anderson, you've got a hot mouth," Jonathan said through gritted teeth as he watched her lips traveling slowly back and forth over the length of his cock. She took all but a couple inches of his fiery rod into her juicy mouth.
Farrah knew what she wanted. It was something she seldom did because in the deepest recesses of her mind she thought it was terrible. Only on certain occasions, when she was really acting out on her wanton, sometimes sleazy emotions, did she give herself the visual stimulation of a cum-shower. To be staring at a cockhead and watch it spit out gobs of thick, white, creamy spunk, then feel that cum, so hot and sticky and smelling of manhood, hitting and sticking to her face or tits, stomach or ass, was a feeling she couldn't compare with anything else in the world.
To do it, Farrah had to time everything just right. She had to judge when all three boys would be ready to detonate their cum because she wanted to take them all at pretty much the same time.
When the cockhead was at the back of her mouth, Farrah braced herself. She squeezed her eyes shut, pounding on the cocks in her hands as Jonathan's bullet-shaped pricktip pushed against her tonsils. Deeper, she told herself. Take his cock deeper!
"Ohhhhhhh!" Jonathan sighed, feeling his cock sinking eroticaUy deeper into Farrah's wide, sensual mouth.
The rubbery, meaty knob of Jonathan's prick pushed slowly past Farrah's tonsils, driving down her throat. Her shoulders hunched briefly as she nearly choked on the cock, but Farrah continued on undaunted, determined to feel every last inch of the boy's prick throbbing lustily in her throat.
Jonathan realized what Farrah was trying and urged her on by saying, "Go for it! Do it! You can!"
In her determination to deep-throat the boy's kick, Farrah forgot about what her hands were doing. She was pounding furiously on Rock's Hunt, thick cock, pointing the cockhead at the side of her face. As Jonathan's hugely swollen Wicktip began entering her throat, swelling her long, slender neck out with its thickness, Rock siade a low, deep, animalistic growling sound.
The river of jism that shot from Rock's prick-rip shocked Farrah, but she did not pull back to get Jonathan's cockpole out of her throat. A jet of white cream lanced across her face, striking the side of her nose and splattering over her cheek, sticking wetly to her rosy cheeks. A second mighty eruption of fuck-cream spewed irom the red-tinted cockhead, smacking into arrah's hollowed cheek and trickling down to - chin. A third thick eruption gushed into her iBuffy blonde hair.
"Mmmmm!" Farrah moaned shortly, the d coming out choked as her throat got ded by throbbing cockmeat.
Cum drooled out of Rock's pisshole, trickling over Farrah's pounding hand, between her fingers and down her wrist as she continued whacking on his overheated prick. She could smell the acrid, punget aroma of the boy's spunk as it trickled down the right side of her face. In her throat, Jonathan's cockhead was flexing and pulsing lustily. She had all but three inches of his magnificent cock completely engulfed in the hotly sucking confines of her mouth and throat.
"Do it!" Jonathan hissed.
Suddenly something opened in Farrah's throat. She had been forcibly pushing herself against his fiery cockrod and her tight throat had been fighting against the intrusion of prick-meat. But then something strange happened and before Farrah was completely aware of what was going on, her red, moist, massaging lipsi were encircling the root of Jonathan's prick. She felt his hair against her nose and shivered. Hw huge, meaty prick was bucking in her throat, every last inch of it now being warmed and moistened by the beautiful blonde's hot mouti and throat.
"Ieeeeaahhhhh!" Jonathan howled, tossind his head back on his shoulders as his balls pull up tight between his legs, then started gusw bolts of fuck-cream straight down her gullet.
Farrah worked her cock-filled throat, struggling to swallow the jism as it spewed down her neck. She could feel the cockhead flexing and jerking as wads of jism exploded from the teenaged jock's balls. Her mind was whirling as, for the first time, she was able to deep-throat a cock and hold it. Her tongue, crushed to the bottom of her mouth, rubbed against the underside of the awesome shaft of Jonathan's prick. She could feel the bolts of fuck-cream racing through the cocktube on their way toward the pricktip.
When, at last, Farrah needed to breathe, she pulled back, withdrawing the cockpole from her throat and holding just the boy's cockhead in her mouth. Just as her lips rolled slickly over the rim of his cock's crown, Randal hissed and spewed a river of fuck-cream through the air.
The cum caught Farrah by surprise. It sailed over her cheek, striking her in the eyebrow, the jism leaving a gooey trail down over her eyelid, cfinging to her lashes, smearing over her high cheekbones. Her hand was engulfing the boy's cockhead as a second eruption jetted from the rfitted tip and cum gushed between her fingers, trailing down her wrist as she fisted his red-hot prick.
"Mrammmm! Unmimmmm!'' Farrah sighed lustily, sucking hard on Jonathan's cock to get out the last of his spunk. As she mouthed and massaged his prick, Randal continued his eruptions of fuck-cream.
Farrah bobbed slowly on Jonathan's prick as Randal leaned closer to her, touching her face with his cockhead. A blast of sticky, gooey cum shot from his cock knob, hitting the blonde in the corner of the mouth. A long string of spunk rolled down to her chin, dangling there briefly, then fell, landing on her one exposed, quivering tit.
The smell and feel of cum trickhng down Farrah's face made her cunt tight as pussyjuice moistened the opening of her hungry pussyhole. She was sucking Jonathan's prick into her mouth, preparing to deep-throat him, when she heard a car drive up. A familiar voice, that of Brigette Mannon, made a shrieking sound as Farrah, on her knees with a cum-splattered face, was suddenly caught in the glare of headlights.