Chapter 10
"What the fuck happened to you?.. Lou Mangano demanded as he knelt next to 'traxton, whose eyelids were fluttering as he stirred on the stable floor.
Blonde Ginnie knelt beside Hal. This one's coming to, also," she reported as she stared at the young man's handsome face.
"Aaarrgh!" Thraxton groaned and sat up, shiking his head woozily.
"Did that guy knock you out?" Lou asked, nodding toward Hal. The conclusion had seemed too simple to accept without confirmation, since both men were unconscious when Lou and Ginnie had walked into the stall.
"That prick?" Thraxton said derisively. "Shit, no! I took care of him, then a guy who works for me jumped me from behind, while I was screwing the babe. Wait till I get my hands on that motherfucker!"
"Was it the same babe who loused up our deal?"
"Yeah. And that son of a bitch over there was with her."
Lou quickly rose to his feet and walked over to Ginnie, who was watching Hal wake up.
"He's one of Levin's guys," Lou whispered to her. "Get him out of here and go to work on him. Find out what he knows."
Hal wasn't aware of what had been said. He didn't even notice Lou. When the world came into focus, all he saw were Ginnie's lush tits, hanging free inside the gaping top of her dress, as she bent over him.
He grinned. "Well, who are you," he asked wolfishly, despite the dull ache in his head.
"I'm somebody who's gonna make you feel better, " she said. "Think you can stand up?"
"Sure."
Lou had led Thraxton away, and when Hal got to his feet he was alone in the stall with Ginnie. He looked her over woozily as she stood in front of him, wearing a chic floral-print dress that lovingly clung to the curves of her showgirl figure.
"You don't look like you belong in a stable," he said, rubbing his head.
"I don't. Let's get out of here."
"Where are we going?" Hal asked as she guided him from the stall.
"To a cozy motel room where you can take a warm shower... and have a few drinks to ease your head... and we can get better acquainted. I`m Ginnie."
"Hal Thompkins," he said, wondering what stroke of good fortune had brought this luscious girl to him. But he wasn't about to ask questions and risk lousing things up.
It was a short drive to the motel. As soon as they were in the luxurious room which Ginnie shared with Lou, she pointed Hal toward the shower.
"Why don't you get cleaned up, and I'll pour us a couple of drinks," she suggested. "What do you like?"
"Bourbon is fine," he grinned.
"'Then bourbon it is. With a little ice?"
"Great!"
Except for feeling as if he had been. kicked in the jaw by one of Thraxton's horses, Hal was all right. As he stripped in the bathroom and stepped under the shower he puzzled over the new turn of events. The warm spray felt so good, however, that he let it melt his uncertainties away. He lathered his thicl hairy chest and was just going to work on his coc and balls when the shower door opened.
"Here, handsome," Ginnie said as her bare an extended into the shower, handing him a cool glass full of tinkling ice and booze. "Ooh, myyyy!" she added appreciatively as her gaze scanned down through the steam to caress his soapy prick, which his own touch had thickened and caused to lift partway.
Hal was looking at her through the partially open shower door, and his eyes fairly popped. Luscious shaped, bare breasts rode high on her chest, the pink nipples rigid, while black, lacy panties enibrace her warm hips. Garter straps extended down from underneath her silk undies, pressing her creamy thighs, as they gripped the tops of sleek, dusky hose.
Hal gulped from the glass she had handed him.
"Hurry up and bring all your goodies out to me," she said, gazin ardently at his cock. "I'm feeling awfully horny right now."
Hal downed his drink quickly and handed the glass back to her. As the liquqr soothed his throbbing head and jaw, he rapidly completed his shower, and stepped out. Ginnie had returned to the other room, leaving the door partly open between. Hal toweled himself briskly and felt fit as a fiddle as he walked into the bedroom, his salami-Iike cock hanging thicky forward from his dangling balls.
Ginnie was draped seductively on the large bed, leaning on an elbow, so that one of her full breasts lay against the other as they swooped temptingly forward. Her thighs were just as -enticing between the taut bands at the top of her stockings and the frilly edges of her peekaboo panties.
Her blue eyes sparkled. "Come over here, you!" she purred throatily.
Grinning, Hal walked to the bed.
"Need another drink?" Ginnie asked as she brought a hand up underneath his cock and balls, gently cupping the latter as the tip of his prick moistly,jcissed her wrist.
"Maybe afterwards," he said.
That suits me just fine," Ginnie replied, and let her thumb and fingers glide up to encircle the shank of his cock. Using it as a handle, she drew Hal closer to her, until his shins were pressed against the edge of the bed.
"I like to taste a man first," she told him. "Do you mind?"
"Does a fish like water?" he responded happily, and watched Ginnie's glamorously coiffed blonde head approach his prick, which she held curvingly; upward.
Her pink, glistening tongue came out, and she touched it to the tip of his organ. Hal shivered with delight. The girl chuckled softly, deep in her throat, and she circled his bulging cockhead with her tongue.
The moistly gliding caress quickly stiffened his organ the rest of the way so that Ginnie could let go of it with her hand. The thing canted aggressively out and upward from Hal's bushy loins, the head swelling like a small red tomato.
Ginnie lashed his thrilled cockhead with her tongue, causing his shaft to waggle stiffly to and fro. His balls quivered. She clutched his rod to steady it and fluttered her moist tongue rapidly up and down its entire thrusting length, sending blissful throbs coursing through him.
Suddenly she let go of his springy organ and sank back against the bed. Hal stared down at her lush beauty; his cock standing as high and stiff as ever in his rife, and he dropped to the mattress beside her. He gathered her shapely softness in his arms and began, ardently kissing her, his lips ranging from her mouth to her chin and down to her neck and shoulders. His hands crept around the outer sides of her voluptuous breasts, and he squeezed the full, resilient mounds. His thumbs rubbed her nipples, bending the pink, rubbery stubs to and fro.
"Mmmmmm, you make me feel so goooood!" Ginnie moaned, writhing luxuriously.
Hal's lips glided down to her breasts, and he sucked her thrusting nipples in turn, while continuing to squeeze and wobble her boobs. He dragged a thick nipple along his lips while lashing the tip of it with his tongue. Meanwhile Ginnie's hand was stroking his iron-hard prick.
Hal's senses swirled from the double shot of booze and the giddy delights which her body offered. He snuggled lower along her lovely form, causing his pecker to pull from her grasp, and he irked her tummy above her gossamer, back-lace panties. His hands stroked up and down her ivory-smooth thighs, on and off the tops of her stockings.
He switched his mouth to one of those delightful areas, licking along a garter strap. Ginnie lifted her leg and hooked it loosely around the back of his head. His head was between her thighs, and he stared at the narrow, very flimsy crotch-strip of her panties, which was partially folded onto itself permit- ting golden little cunt-hairs to cur into view along. its edges. He licked a warm and satiny inner thigh, approaching her crotch which was teasingly sweet scented. His tongue stroked along the edge of her panties, plastering the escaped pussyhairs against her velvety flesh.
Once, in Germany, Hal had become so aroused with a particularly voluptuous whore that he had dived face-first into her pussy, and he was feeling that way again. His hands crept up over. Ginnie's rounded hips and caught the elasticized top of her panties. He pulled the sexy undies down, and she raised her legs to help him take them off. Then she swung those stocking-clad, tapering columns wide apart, and let her feet settle against the bed, her knees raised.
Hal gazed at her wide-open V where the raggedy little lips of her cunt protruded in moist, wiggly invitation from between her hair-covered outer labia, and he drove his face against that meaty softness, his tongue parting her pussy petals to sink into her moist, warm slit. Her hands fluttered around the back of his head, pulling him even more snugly against her, and she writhed, grinding her wet, spreading cunny against his ravenous mouth.
Groaning, Hal was lost in the wondrous world of her humid, soft, tangy-tasting cunt. His tongue; fluttered wildly -up and down, in and out, wiggling. all her fleshy little folds, stroking and swirling about the tingling, hard tip of her clit. As he wallowed on his stomach, his upthrust prick throbbed between his body and the bed. Ginnie glided her stockinged legs against his back.
Finally he had. to come up for air, and his face glistened with her honey. His eyes had a dreamy look.
Ginnie guided him to a prone position, and it was time for her to rise to her knees. Her tits wobbled like sacs filled with pudding, and hung tantalizingly forward, their nipples rigid. She bent to Hal's upthrust, twitching prick and rubbed its moist, rubbery head all over her cheeks, across her mouth, and underneath her nose. She licked down the under- side of his shaft and didn't stop this time until she reached his wobbly, _ soft nuts. Her moist tongue spread a lava-like glaze over his testicles and underneath them as she licked the sensitive bridge between his balls and anus. Then, slithering her tongue through the firm mounds of his rump, she licked his asshole, causing that sensitive, puckered spot to throb as her saliva leaked warmly and ticklingly into his ass.
Hal's cock was veritably jumping, twitching with the need to sink into the girl's cuntal flesh. But she postponed the ultimate thrill for yet a while longer as she licked back up the underside of his penile tower and capped her mouth over rounded top of it. She sucked his prickhead heatedly, rhythmically clasping her soft, snug lips in the groove behind his corona as her tongue willed and lapped against his ecstatically throbbing glans.
He groaned, writhing, and his cock stirred her mouth like a stick in a witch's cauldron. She plunged her head several times, taking his glans into her hot, tight throat, then let go, and it whipped wildly.
"Oooh God, you're torturing me!" Hal exclaimed.
"Want me to stop?" she teased.
"Never!"
She chuckled sexily and straddled his legs, bending so that his prick stuck upward between her tittles. Leaning on her elbows, she clutched hen breasts and rubbed those spongy masses up and down his hotly pulsating column. Then she let her breasts spring away from him, and she crawled forward until she was kneeling astride his loins.
Her hand deftly positioned the tip of his phallus in her warm, clammy deft, and she let herself fully down on him, taking his hard column all the way up into her tightly clasping hole.
"Aaaarrrgh!" he growled lustfully, and reached up to grasp her tits. As he wgigled her boobies and rubbed the pliant mounds together, she began pumping up and down on his cunt-clutched pecker.
Her heated flesh swirled around him as be jabbed upward into her. She posted as well, her full titties bouticing heavily in his grasp. The innerspring mattress made rhythmic, sighing sounds beneath them as they fucked voluptuously, his cock stroking up and down in her fervent pussy.
Hal had been stimulated to such a breathless height before their loins had become linked that he knew he wouldn't be able to Iast long in her cuntal embrace. Perceiving, this, Ginnie moved quicky, driving her butter-slick vagina briskly on his big rod.
He gasped. His eyes rolled back. Ginnie tossed her head and squealed.
They came, exactly together, his cock seeming to explode within her warmly gyrating cunt, and she went into a flurry of spastic, rippling contractions as his sperm gushed deeply inside her.
She lay fully forward against him as their linked bodies continued to throb. A fine film of sweet glued them together. Her hot, wet mouth found his, and their tongues stroked liquidly.
Finally she lay quietly atop him, Hal clutching her. He suddenly tossed her off and sat up. "Why?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" Her eyes twinked as she gazed at him.
"Look, baby, I've been around. You threw yourself at me, and I want to know why."
"My goodness- you're not very tender after you fuck," she said. "Answer my question."
"Okay. I liked your looks there in the stable, and I got a big yen. I told you I was feeling horny."
"What were you doing in the stable?'"'I'm a friend of a friend of Greg Thrazton."
"Meaning what?"
"What were you doing in Thraxton's stable" Ginnie asked turning the situation around.
"I had some, uh, dealings with him."
"Who for?"
"For myself, damn it!"
"Okay, don't get mad," Ginnie soothed trailing a fingertip through the hairs on his chest. "I know about your girlfriend spying on him and wrecking that fix."
"Yeah?"
"That was a pretty cute ploy by Abe Levin, sending an innocent-looking chick around to get the goods on Thraxton. And you're the follow-up man, hm? What I don't understand is why you let Thraxton or somebody knock you out."
It was on the tip of Hal's tongue to ask, Who's Abe Levin? But he realized quickly that if he were to act dumb, Ginnie might lose interest in him - and he wasn't through with her, yet..
"Yeah, I thought it was a smart move," Hal said.
"You and Thraxton didn't make a deal, I guess, or you wouldn't have knocked each other out - if that was what happened."
"Nobody could deal with him," Hal said. "He's an asshole."
Ginnie laughed. "The world is full of assholes, honey. What are you going to tell Levin when you report?"
Her hand had wandered down to tug at his limber, damp penis.
"You could get that stiff again in a hurry," he said, welcoming the opportunity to change the subject.
"I want to know more bout Levin," she insisted as she continued to fondle Hal.
He swung astride her chest, his cock and balls dangling close to her face. "Forget Levin. I'm going to. I've got something better going, anyway - a sure-fire scheme to beat the races."
"Really?" Ginnie seemed interested. "Well, with your inside information, it should be a cinch!"
"Giving me another hard-on -would be a cinch for you," he said, leaning forward so that his balls bumped her chin and the tip of his cum-coated penis nestled against her lips.
"Will you let me in on your deal?" she asked, her eyes sparkling up at him as her lips moved excitingly against his cockhead.
"Maybe."
That was good enough for Ginnie, and she took the young man's wiggly, soft penis into her mouth. His cock soaked warmly in her saliva, and she sucked it clean, using her tongue to scour off every last bit of cum. She swallowed andbegan to tug on his organ, while continuing to swirl her tongue around it. His cock strengthened, the hose turning 'into an iron pipe which projected down into her pretty face.
Hal began to move his hips rhythmically, fucking his prick up and down in her sucking mouth. Her soft, clasping lips skidded slickly across the ridge of his glans and along his thick, throbbing shaft. His cockhead rubbed her velvety tongue.
When he felt he was ready, he pulled his prick from her mouth with a soggy pop and scrambled backward, settling between her legs. He spread those stocking-clad beauties wide apart and pushed back toward her head, bending her body like a pretzel.
He fucked her to a gasping, bicycling finale, and hosed her depths with his spurting cum for the second time that day.