Chapter 12
Andy let Claudia move ahead of him into his motel suite. He had left a lamp burning, and in its soft glow Claudia was a jungle Goddess, a beautiful young animal, lushly curved, dark eyes flared with passion. On the drive in from the beach they had said hardly five words apiece; they weren't necessary.
He locked the door with shaking fingers, and she dropped her handbag in a chair. She had retreived her striped beach robe, and it opened slowly as she turned to face him. She hadn't replaced the bikini halter. The firm chocolate cones of her breasts, her long, bite-sized nipples, stiff from their recent embraces, pulled a hungry moan from his choked throat.
Maybe Kathi had bed about all the trouble Claudia had gone to in order to attract his attention. But no! He could read the answer in the dark girl's sultry eyes, in every dainty move and gesture as she wet her thick, sensual lips and urged her titties toward him.
She was more than a body, a pair of exquisite legs and slender waist and luscious, hard tits. She had a thing for him, and at first he had passed it off as a casual lay in the hay. She had been a waitress in his motel's cafe, and he was very glad now he hadn't tried to make out immediately. He had taken her out and later he had had his reward-a bucking, moaning fuck with no holds barred. He'd had Wendy on his mind; he had damned near missed the real article!
"Be right back, honey," she breathed, turning toward the bathroom.
He nodded, feeling a sweep of lust that startled him. His ears began to buzz, a thing that happened when he was really excited. Like when he had a big salmon on the line, or when he had just climbed a rocky slope that had offered him a challenge. Crazy, man.
Peeling his shorts down, he walked to the big kingsized bed. He rested on the edge of it, his prick furiously hard. Her titties still seemed to be pressed around it. Years before he had waited just as impatiently for his first bride to enter the marriage bedroom.
He knew more about women now, though. He knew his sexual capabilities and limitations. He would give his dusky temptress a night to remember, by God. He would make it so good for her she would stick around.
He heard the bathroom door open, his chest expanded, his cock tensed. She came toward him totally nude. The rich, sweet curves of her body, her hairless pussy mound, her long, cocoa-colored thighs and the high luxury of her jutty tits, sent waves of stinging need through his pelvis; screw juice glistened on his puffed cockhead. His tautened foreskin was peeling down around the purple glans.
"Ohhhhh!" she breathed, swinging down in front of him, on her knees.
He opened his legs, her right hand went to his prick, her fingers clasped it gently. She stared into his eyes with such burning intensity he was humbled. What they had done before in this room was far away; everything seemed new and ultra vivid. Since the death of his wife he had decided he was too old and cynical to become emotional about any woman. He had enjoyed his casual fucking; he had spread his screw talents around. The bubble of Wendy had exploded.
But it was always better when a man cared about a girl; it was more binding and also more dangerous. Her manner said she still was trying to bridge the color gap, and for him it didn't exist. He would show her it didn't!
Her eyes swung down to his prick. A little hungry sound rose in her throat, her lips opened and her head lowered. A warm, sexy coiling of her pink tongue on his glans shot thrills along his body. He moaned his pleasure. Her soft, soft lips enclosed his knob; her hand came away and reached for his nuts. She palmed his testicles very lightly and lovingly and his prick went sweetly deeper in her active mouth.
Her left hand dug into his leg flesh; her hips began to undulate. She didn't work her head up and down, she held his prick in the sexy warmth and let her tongue do its erotic sliding. She knew he didn't want to come yet; she had simply chosen this way to start the sex play. Her hips moved faster, she began to breathe heavily through her nose. He ran his fingers through the thick, wavy hair and caressed her face.
A sharper moan erupted in her throat; her head suddenly lifted; she leaped to her feet, swinging down at his right, her rich dark thighs wide apart, her hips bucking, bucking. Her head went back and her pretty face contorted. His right hand leaped at her uptilted cunt. He flattened his palm on it, felt the sharp tip of her long clit. A wild cry filled the room; her lusty hunches swayed the bed; her whole luscious body jerked, trembled. Her right thigh vibrated against his leg; her coned tits pushed very high, and just as she reached her lunging pinnacle of delight he shoved his play finger deep into her cunt.
On their first date he had fingered her into a couple of pelvis orgasms and later she had gone off big around his shooting cock, but this was more dramatic! Her cunt was churning around his mini prick. She was firing both hot barrels. Her savage whimpers and strainings, the thresh of her black thighs against the bed, filled him with awe! His curvy tigress was coming harder than any girl ever had, with him!
"Ohhhh, ohhhhhh, my God!" she panted, slowing her movements. "I knew it would be good and big with you, like it was before!"
"Great, great!" he whispered, keeping his finger in her cunt. He sank down at her right and nuzzled her upcurving, hard nippled breasts. Her left shoulder lifted; he braced his weight on his left elbow. He crawled his lips up the warm slope of her nearest tit; she shuddered and laced her fingers in his hair.
Those things need lots of kissing, honey," she murmured throatily. "Just yours! Just as long as you want me around!"
"Claudia, you're going to be around from now on," he said.
"God! Don't just say it, honey. I mean, is this for real?"
He slipped his finger slowly in and out of her juicy cunt. It tightened. His ears buzzed louder. He placed his thumb on her clit and wiggled it teasingly. She shuddered again, her fingers dug into his scalp.
"Is that the kind of answer you need, beautiful?" he asked.
"Y-yeeeess!" she panted. "Ohhhh, Andy! Do it all to me, honey. Everything! I'll give you more than all those whitey girls put together!"
"I know it," he murmured, opening his lips for a hard, alluring nipple. He licked it with his tongue. Her dark eyes glowed with excitement and passion. "But my pleasure is in giving you all of this you want. Understand?"
She nodded eagerly. "Some girls don't think a man your age has got it, honey. But they just don't know!"
"Right," he grinned. He rolled her long clit gently with his thumb. She gasped, her lips drew back against her shining white teeth.
"Ohh, ohhh, ohhh, God!" she breathed, shivering, her long thighs spreading wide. "Make me come again right now!"
"Nice and slow?" he whispered.
"Ohhh, yes! Right at first....Then look out!"
He smiled and rested his chin between her firm, warm tits. He watched the expression on her face. He was in control now. He could save his come for a long time. The musky fragrance of her body, the lazy upcurving of her pussy, the deep tremors of her pleasure, filled him with glorious pride. She knew she wouldn't get much real sliding prick, and she didn't care. She was giving with every atom of her being. She was his nice, hot, long-shanked and snug-cunted jungle girl; she was doing her sexy thing with the man she was crazy about.
There was no fantasy in his mind about any other girl; he was seeing her in thin wrappers, miniskirts and sweaters, in cocktail frocks and bikinis. He was seeing her on snow white sheets, pink sheets, striped sheets, like her shorty beach robe. And suddenly he knew he had to find out whether Kathi had lied.
"I heard you spotted me on a flight from San Francisco quite a while back," he said teasingly. "True or false?"
His hand on her cunt quieted, and some of the tension left her body. She smiled happily.
"Oh, you smarty. True."
"And you got a job as a waitress here so you could tempt me?"
"Oh, damn that Kathi! Can't a hot girl have any secrets?" she protested. She slid her right warm thigh cozily against him and pushed her titties higher. He pressed her clit again. She winced and shuddered, her eyes closing, her head starring to draw back.
"I'm very flattered, beautiful," he murmured.
"Ohhh-ohhhh-please!" she whimpered, her bottom rising. "I-I'm coming, honey. Right now!"
Her industrious plunges were too wildly tempting. His poor cock, already massaged by her tits and sucked sweetly by her hungry mouth, could bear only so much! He knew he could come again, later. A shot now wouldn't drain all of his passion. This was their reunion; his cock had never ached quite so fiercely in many a year.
She was already into her finger come, though. He took a nipple in his lips, sucked hard, and felt the jarring sweep of her need shake her beautiful body again. Her shout of pleasure was wonderful music in his senses. The quick clenching of her cunt roared his lust higher. At last she slowed and stopped shaking. She opened her eyes, staring at him with such warm adoration he was humbled again.
"Honey, I don't think I'll ever get enough of your kind of loving!" she breathed.
He pressed her pussy with more determination. Her eyes opened wide; she read his message.
"Ohhh, you need yours, don't your she gasped. "Let me on top, honey! Please?"
He smiled. She had extra sensory perception, this girl. No matter how turned on he was, he could last longer with the woman astraddle. They hadn't tried it before. ' He flattened on his back, he drew his finger out of her cunt. She crawled slowly above him, already breathing fast. The spread of her long, dark shanks, the downcurve of her luscious breasts, the hungry smile on her pretty face, the hunger in her eyes, put an extra hardness in his cock.
"Oh, honey!" she gasped. "I'm gonna be the best girl you ever put a prick into!"
He grinned, filling his hands with warm, dark titties. His ears weren't buzzing, they were roaring. He was feverish with girl need. The ache for her was all over his body; the years seemed to roll backward-he felt thirty instead of fifty-two! The party, the gin, her furious responses to his touches and kisses, and most of all, her eagerness to please him in every way, all blended into raging lust for her cunt. Not just any cunt, her cunt.
The touch of hot, wet labia on his swollen cockhead made him groan. The spiked nipple flesh in his hands grew harder. She urged her pussy tantalizingly lower, enclosing his glans with shivery cunt. She rocked her agile bottom slowly, around and around, back and forth, inching his prickmeat teasingly upward. She began to tighten her cunt!
"Goddamn!" he cried.
"You like that, honey?" she panted harshly. "My mother taught me how to please a man. Those whitey girls just don't know! Remember how it was on our first big date, honey? Sure, you figured I was easy. I'm black. But you did treat me like a lady; I knew you would! You had some other girl on your mind...."
"Not any more," he gasped.
"Oh, I know it! This is your pussy, honey. Nobody's had it since you had it. I don't he about things like that Olmhhhh, I'm coming! Don't shoot me yet, please!"
The urgency to break his load was almost overwhelming, but he noded, and gritted his teeth.
"I-won't-go crazy this time," she panted. "Not till you come!"
She lowered her cunt, the trembles of her tits and legs and ass told how good it was for her. Her pussy clenched, her breath sucked in. She rested with about four inches of cock in her twat and shuddered wildly. He felt the sweet wrenchings of her climax, the extra stiffness of her nipples which always erected when a girl went off. She did her best not to excite him into his oragasm-and she succeeded! She moaned with joy as the shakes and vibrations of her beautiful body diminished; she weaved her tits in his palms.
"Those kind come so slow and nice," she breathed. "You're such a nice, long-cocked lover!"
He was past the momentary crisis. He chuckled.
"You're the one, beautiful. You know more than I ever did."
"I don't want to wear you clear out, honey!" she giggled. "I won't mind if you look at those pretty white girls; a sexy man like you can't help it. Just save your prick for me!"
"Right," he said.
She stroked slowly, breathing hard again. "Ohhhh, Andy! Please come in me this time!"
He gripped her breasts, his aching prick tensed. She felt it, a lustful smile curved her sensual lips, her pussy tightened.
"This is it!" she gasped. "Ohhhhh, sweet Jesus!"
Her ups and downs quickened; she began to jab his glans at the bottom of her vagina. She was still careful, building the suspense, pleasing her man with juicy glides and teasing clenches of her knowing cunt muscles. Yes, he had fucked her before; it had been terrific, but this was the screaming end to all fucks. Glide, glide, glide, then a shivery pause. Around and around, back and forth, then another wait. His sex nerves shouted for release.
Her sensual lips came down to his mouth; her tongue flicked into the orfice; she rolled her warm, soft big lips on his chin and cheeks and mouth, breathing her pleasure. His tongue stroked upward. She sucked it and moaned. Her cunt shivered delectably.
He couldn't hold it any longer! The tide of passion drew down his spine, along his legs and up his swollen cockhead. Her head lifted, he got a better grip on her tits, and her strokes grew longer. She went away up, quickly down, oozing her wet cuntslips around his puffing nuts. Her trembles and shakes turned even more dramatic!
"Ohhhhhh, here it comes!" she wailed fiercely. "Ohhhh, honey! Fuck me your big load of come!"
Her savage hunches soared him into a new zone of sensual delight. The quick, sweet spasms of her cunt matched the pulsing stings in his cock! His freight of hot juice spewed excruciatingly into her bobbing, clenching cunt! She jabbed his glans at the core of her need, her convulsing depths. His come-shots were so hard and good he yelled loudly! The bed shimmied, and her scream of ecstasy rang shrilly higher than his own. Her cunt was mauling his meat. It was the damndest sensation he had ever known. Her cunt was sucking and pulling the passion from his legs and back and crotch. His cockhead felt five inches across. For a few seconds his ears didn't let him hear a thing. All of his sensations were accumulated in his booming prickhead.
She softened above him; his arms flopped out laxly. Her lush tits pressed into his heaving chest and her pussy seemed to caress his cock with soft, slick hot fingers. The creamy come load was oozing down around his slackened nuts.
"Ohhhhh, God!" she whispered. "Honey, I never had it that way before!"
"Right, beautiful!" he gasped. The easing of his erotic tensions left him fiercely alive and young. He wasn't depleted, he was a new man. His cock was shrinking a little, but it still had plenty of starch. Amazing! Her jungle youth and freshness was like a deep swig at the fountain of youth. She could give totally, without reservation. She was giving him a new lease on sensations.
"Ohhhh," she giggled. "Want some more, huh?"
"Not right away," he grinned.
"I'll go clean up and be right back," she breathed. "And then you better watch out!" He laughed.
"This here colored gal wants a lot more of your land of lovin,' big man!"
She kissed him hard on the mouth, wormed her tongue, then lifted quickly away. He saw the wet swell of her cunt, the coral inner labia protruding past the dark outer lips. He had never seen a pussy in such a state of tumescence. It was startling and horribly sexy.
She saw his staring eyes; she paused with her long, dark thighs apart and let him look at her come dribbling cunt. His cunt-slickened prick swelled again!
"Goddamn, that's a pretty pussy!" he cried.
Her adoring smile was the kind men dream about.
"After while will you eat it for me, honey?" she whispered, curving it out farther.
He pushed his tongue out as far as it would go. He wiggled it.
She twitched her chocolate rump and hunched slowly. She reached down with her hands and opened the swollen cuntlips. Her erotic pose, legs far apart, pussy tilted forward, let him see her long, pink clitoris. It was the sexiest thing he had ever seen.
"Is that better, now?" she breathed. His tongue was so hard he simply nodded his head and grinned.
"Be back in a flash, honey!" she laughed. Her fingers came away from her cunt, her black thighs closed; she turned and swayed toward the bathroom, her firm rump cheeks twitching. Terrific! He was the luckiest bastard in southern California.
Anna crawled from her position at Karl's left and spread her thighs over his loins. He had been kissing her, playing with her titties and pussy, and now it was time for the nitty-gritty.
They were in a motel on the edge of Spokane; their plane had arrived only an hour before. Tomorrow they would drive to Wesley and drop the bomb. Divorce still was a nasty word in the small farming town they knew so well, but others had lived through it. She knew her father would be pleased about one thing; Jill had agreed to a cash settlement. She would claim none of the land Karl controlled. With the property Hans had and Karl's hundreds of acres, they would some day be very wealthy.
After their swift screw at the beach house under the sheet, she and Karl had left the party scene and rented a motel suite. They had fucked and fucked! Now they were having another party; it might be a while before they could openly five together. But with Jill and Doug both gone, far away in Santa Barbara, they still could get together until the divorce thing was final.
She brought her knees forward and lowered her eager cunt. She was getting better! She didn't have to reach under and steer his prick to the juicy target. Ohhhh, yes. Now! They had fucked the night before in a motel near the Santa Barbara airport, but they couldn't seem to get enough of it.
"Ohhhh, that's good!" she cried, easing his big, thick cockhead up into her pussy. She knew Jill had talked sexy during the act, and she wanted to be even better than the big, lusty blonde.
"Yeahhhhh, man!" Karl breathed, his hands rising to her tits.
"I want to make up for all the times I didn't go outside with you, honey!" she panted.
"You are, cutie," he muttered. His hands tightened on her breasts.
His knob stretched her tender cunt flesh. Ohhh, his prick fit so beautifully in her pussy! He was younger than Doug; he was stronger. She had cheated and swapped to get him, but she didn't care! He loved her cunny and her breasts; he liked the way she kissed.
Doug and Jill and the twins could have their wild sex parties; she had always been a one-man girl.
"Tell me just how you want it this time, darling," she breathed. His prick was buried to the hilt in her eager pussy.
"Good and slow, cutie," he grinned. "You're getting better all the time."
"Ohhh, I just love this stuff," she gasped, starting her strokes. 'You can have my cunt any time you want it!"
He chuckled, his prick flexed deliciously in her slickened puss. The bed commenced to sigh. One, two, three, pause. Four, five, six-pause. Now, around and around. Wait. Seven, eight, nine....
How long it lasted she couldn't remember. But she knew when to lunge swiftly. Her nipples erected in his palms, her ass flashed up and down, her pussy exploded with rippling intensity, and when his knob puffed and erupted its man come in her busy cunt, she shouted her joy. His groan of delight was the best sound she had ever heard; she was no longer afraid of spermy man shootings; her pussy needed every drop!
She was home again with a man who knew how to make her days a dream and her nights just pure heaven.