Chapter 6
The next day I worked at the bookstore nine to noon. It was fairly busy and Roddy was obviously in agony. He ate me up with his eyes, casting hungry looks at me. He wore a constant hard-on, his crotch a big pointed peak.
Looking at Roddy, one wouldn't take him for a stud. He was gangly, on the slim side. But I knew from my experience the day before that he had a throbbing cock.
We were behind the counter, which was pretty high, and Roddy looked at me with an expression that was a mixture of frustration, lust, adoration and anxiety. He looked at the customers-there were three browsers. He looked back at me and shook his head, a pleading look in his eyes. My heart went out to him. I decided to take matters into my own hands, so I went to him and laid my hand on his crotch and stroked it. He let out a low gasp. He looked at the customers as I rubbed him. He broke away when he noticed a customer coming up. For a good hour Roddy lived through the sweet agony of having me stroke his cock for a minute or so, then having to break away when a customer came up to the counter to make a purchase. It got out of control. I was standing behind the cash register when Roddy got behind me and pressed his erection against my butt. He ran a hand under my skirt, then briskly rubbed my pussy. God, he was getting to me. He mashed his hard dick into my rump and gave me a cunt-massage. If he kept it up he'd end up shooting in his pants. And customers might notice that something was going on despite the high counter.
I knelt slightly and unzipped his fly, took out his cock and-now down on my knees-sucked it. He hissed, "Oh, God! Here comes a customer!" Poor Roddy. It was wicked of me, I guess, but I couldn't resist. So I went on sucking. He had to stand there behind the cash register, ring up a customer's purchase, bag it and say "Thank you" while I sucked his cock. After he took care of the customer he clasped my head, let out a low moan, and drove his root in and out of my mouth, all the time keeping an eye on the other customers.
"Oh, God!" he hissed while I bobbed my head up and down, sucking him hard till he finally shot his load in my mouth. I sucked it down, swallowing all of it. "Oh, God-oh, God!" he moaned.
After I got off I went home and took a nice long bath. I didn't even dress afterward, just lounged around naked till hearing a car pull up in the drive. I looked out the window and saw the insurance man. It was the day of the month on which he'd come to collect. I didn't have time to get dressed, so I just threw on a silk shift.
When I opened the door he did a double-take, his eyes widening, his Adam's apple bobbing. Then he regained his composure and we sat on the sofa and made small-talk. The shift revealed half of my breasts and most of my thighs. He opened his briefcase and took out some papers, looked at them and told me what the bill was for that month. I paid him and he jotted down some figures, occasionally stealing glances at my legs. I looked down at what he was writing and noticed his crotch. He had a tremendous hard-on. He was young and good-looking, and I felt something stir within me. We sat close together on the sofa. Again I looked at his crotch. His cock was now positively rigid, throbbing.
"Well, I guess that'll do it for this month," he said, fumbling with the papers till he dropped them. We both bent down to get them and our cheeks touched. Both our cheeks were burning. We picked up the papers and he sorted them out and placed them in his briefcase. Now our bodies touched. Somehow we'd moved closer together. He set the briefcase down and turned to me. His hard cock was bulging. I looked at his lips as he moved closer. He bent his head and we shared a long kiss. Our lips opened and our tongues met in a slow dance. He slipped an arm around my shoulders and slid a hand to my breasts, caressing them. He nuzzled my cheek, kissing and softly licking it and my neck. His light stroking of my tits sent needles of pleasure through me. He was unhurried about everything. All his movements, his kissing and licking and stroking, were light and smooth, without urgency.
He trailed his lips down to my boobs and softly kissed and licked them. A flame burned in my cunt and my belly felt weak. I reached down and unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was hard as iron, and hot. He slid his hand on my legs and I spread them. He cupped my cunt and rhythmically massaged it. I gasped with pleasure when he slipped a finger into my steaming hole. He ran the nub of his finger slowly upon my clitoris and gradually slid it deeper into my vagina, running it in and out. I cupped his rod, then began jacking it. He gently pushed against me and we slid down on the couch. I unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down and pulled his tool to me. He entered me slowly, with his usual unhurriedness. He gently stroked my body as he slipped halfway into my sheath. I pushed his shirt up. I wanted to feel all his body on mine.
"Oh, sweet cock," I said. I'd never been fucked in such an unhurried way.
He placed his hot cheek on mine and licked my ear, sliding his tongue in. When he slipped all of his rod in he halted for a second, then pulled back his prick and pushed up again, increasing the speed a notch. I got the idea. I began moving in time with his prick. It was like a train slowly picking up speed, going gradually faster, faster, but smooth all the way. We moved our pelvises up and down in a perfect dance. I ran my hands over his cheeks, the back of his head, his shoulders.
"Oh, it's so good!" I moaned. "I love the way you're fucking me."
I used my cunt muscles on his dick. Each time he pushed his rod up I squeezed it, then released it as he pulled back.
"Oh, you're so tight!" he groaned. "So good and hot and tight."
"God, this is heaven!" I cried. "I could fuck like this all day!"
He had increased the speed and thrust his pecker so that now he was humping me a stroke a second. He never missed a beat. I'd never been screwed so smoothly. "Oh, sweet!" I gasped. "Sweet loving fuck! I love your cock!"
He groaned loudly and pushed his rod faster and harder. "Oh, give it to me!" I cried. "Yes, that's it! Oh, sweet lover, you're going to make me cum! Now, yes-it's cumming-Now! Oh, sweet fucking love!"
He pumped it to me, gave me a mighty thrust of his rod and spurted out a hot gush of sperm.
"Oh, sweet cum!" I wailed. "Sweet loving cum!"
We balled our bodies together, panting and breathing hotly in each other's ears.
I relaxed my legs, laying them on his buttocks.
He caressed my body and gave me an open-mouthed kiss. He nuzzled my cheek and neck and licked my ear. He circled his hips slowly around, moving his root up and down and around in a circular motion. I would have been content to lie there all day with him, but he had to be going.
"See you next month?" he asked, when we were at the door.
"It doesn't have to be another month before you come," I said. "Anytime you're in the neighborhood. I work from nine to twelve on Monday, Tuesday and Thursday, and two till five on Friday. Other than that I'm usually here during the day."
I watched from the window as he got into his car and drove off. I definitely wanted to see him again-soon. He'd given me one of the nicest fucks I'd ever had. From unhurried smoothness to urgent hardness. From a slow gentle fuck to a fast rough screw. I couldn't decide which I liked better.
Early that evening Sandy called me.
"Why don't you come over tonight," she said. "Burt and I are celebrating."
"Celebrating what?"
"Oh, a number of things. It's Tuesday, yesterday was Monday, tomorrow's Wednesday."
"You're celebrating the days of the week?" I asked, laughing.
"Sure, why not?"
That night I drove to Sandy and Burt's. Zita, Burt's niece, was there. She was an eighteen-year-old black-haired beauty, with dusky skin and a willowy figure. Sandy handed me a glass of champagne. "Here's to Tuesday," she said.
"Where's Burt?" I asked.
"He's in the rumpus room, getting it ready," she said, wrapping an arm around Zita's waist.
"The rumpus room?"
"That's what we call it," Sandy laughed. "It's where we have all our rumpuses." She nuzzled Zita's neck. Zita leaned her head back and purred.
Burt came in "Well, it's all ready. The film's in the VCR, ready to go. Hey, Fawn," he greeted me, putting his hands on my waist and nuzzling my cheek. He looked down at my body. "To use an old cliche, you look good enough to eat."
"He means it literally," Sandy laughed.
Burt was husky and muscular, in his mid-twenties. He had slick black hair and wore a pointed goatee. And there actually was a goatish, almost brutish, look about him. His eyes were yellowish-green.
"Well, shall we go in the rumpus room and view the newest masterpiece of erotica?" Burt said.
We entered the room, which was dimly lit-a deep shag carpet, big fluffy cushions scattered here and there, long wide sofa against one wall, a big-screen TV against another.
"What's on the menu for tonight?" Zita asked.
Burt punched a button on the VCR. "Cherry In The Movies," he answered. Zita, Sandy, and I sat on the sofa.
"Sounds good and hot," Sandy said.
"It is," Burt said, coming over and sitting beside me.
The movie started with a bang-literally. Two beautiful young naked women were getting it on. One of them had her face buried between the other's legs. A man with an enormous erection entered, got down on his knees behind one of the women and slid his cock up her cunt. There was a close-up of the man's penis sliding in and out of the woman's pussy.
It was tremendously arousing. My cunt throbbed and torrid juices began flowing within me. Zita and Sandy rustled and stirred. Burt stroked his crotch. We all breathed heavily. A strained electricity filled the air. I knew that I was going to have a sexual adventure I'd never before experienced.
Burt leaned over and ran his hand down my blouse and clasped my breast. He panted and breathed hotly in my ear.
I gasped in pleasure. He palmed my throbbing tits. He raised my blouse up and came down on my breasts, kissing and licking and sucking them. I felt another pair of lips on my titties. I opened my eyes and saw Zita, her lovely brown face down on one of my breasts, lapping the nipple and sucking with her lips. A stab of lust jabbed through me. Sandy got on her knees between my legs. She pulled off my panties, raised my legs and went down on me. When her hot tongue ran down my clitoris and slid into my slit I thought I'd pass out. I clutched at Burt and Zita's head and thrust my titties into their sucking mouths. I heaved my cunt into Sandy's face and rubbed it on her lips and nose. Never before had I experienced three sucking mouths on me. Sharp jolts of pure pleasure raced through my body.
"Lick-suck-eat me!" I cried.
Burt go up on his knees beside me, pulled his pants down, clutched my head and guided his prick to my mouth. He had a huge cock, almost as big as Daddy's. I opened my mouth and he slipped it in.
"Oh yeah!" he groaned. "Goddamn, you've got a silky mouth!" He slid half his peter in. I almost gagged. I grabbed the base of it and ran my mouth over the shaft.
"Ah, that's it," he said, "yeah, lick the head of it while you suck the rest ... Oh yeah, you know how to suck! Umm, baby! Your mouth feels just like a wet pussy!"
Zita busily sucked away on my boobs. I reached down and ran a hand over her tits. They were fiery, and throbbing. Sandy lapped my cunt and drew her tongue up and down on my clit as she sucked on it with her lips.
Burt tore at his clothes, disrobing in a flash. He got down on his knees beside Sandy. She raised up and made room for him. He threw my legs over his shoulders, clasped my butt and dove his face down on my vulva. He dug his tongue into my pussy slit, running and curving and lapping it around inside me. I grabbed his head and lurched my pussy up to meet his rampaging tongue.
"Oh, God, eat me!" I cried. "Eat me, Burt! Eat my pussy up!"
"Get naked!" Zita cried out. "Everybody naked!"
I tore at my blouse, pulling it off. Burt unzipped my skirt and pulled it off. He slid my ass forward and pushed my legs up and back, bending my knees to my chest. He threw my calves over his shoulders. I felt the knob of his dick touch my pussy, then it nudged forward into the hole. He grabbed my buttocks and ground his cock up my channel. My pussy parted stickily under the onslaught of his relentless rod.
"Oh, you're gonna fill me up!" I cried. "Ah, I can tell! Oh, you've got the dick! You've got the dick to fill me up!"
Burt gave a loud grunt, wrapped his arms around the small of my back and drove the last inch of his tool into me.
Sandy and Zita lay beside us, with with Sandy on top, and Zita had her arms and legs locked around Sandy as they moaned and rubbed their bodies together.
Burt balled me in long driving strokes. I found the rhythm of his stroking and moved my quiff back and forth and up and down to match his thrusts.
"Ah, you know how to fuck!" Burt called out. "Goddamn, you are one hot sweet fuck!" He drilled my quim, plunging his iron-hard prick up my tube.
"Oh, you're good!" I cried. "Oh, so good! Fuck, Burt, fuck! Bury it in me deep-hammer it to me! Throw the meat to me! Stuff it in me deep!"
He humped his root up my vagina and spewed a great load of semen up in my gut. Then he screwed me with a dozen fast jabs and spurted another torrid stream into me. On and on he screwed me, shooting out gobs of jism. He gradually slowed but still slid his penis up and down. I slowly humped him back.
"Ahh," he crooned. "You've got a sweet fucking pussy!"
"Now-now! Oh, sweet motherfucking!" Zita cried out.
Sandy sucked Zita's clit and squeezed her tits while Zita clutched Sandy's head and drove her pussy up and down into her into her face. Zita's legs were bent back and her face was contorted with passion. She arched her back and hunched furiously as she climaxed. "Oh, you sweet!" she wailed. "You sweet motherfucking sucker! Oh, you goddamn sweet sucking bitch! I love you! I'll do anything-anything you want! Just keep fucking and sucking me!"
Now Sandy clambered on top of Zita and they rubbed their cunts and titties together in a frenzy.
That was a wild fuck, so it took us all a few minutes to recuperate. We lolled on the sofa, slowly rubbing each other. I'd never felt so free, so wild, so perverse. I vowed then and there to fuck every day and every night, to be licked and sucked and screwed, and to lick and suck every chance I got.
On the screen Cherry sucked a cock.
"He's not so hung," Sandy said, referring to the guy on the screen. "Burt's got him beat by a mile." She reached over and clasped Burt's cock.
"I have to agree with that," I said. "You ought to go into movies, Burt. You'd be a smash."
Sandy jerked his prick. I watched as Burt's cock expanded under Sandy's ministrations. It stood up full-force, long and thick and hard. "You're ready, babe," Sandy said to Burt, "but you've got three hot and horny women to take care of. Do you think you're up to it?"
"I'll give it my best shot," Burt said.
"Umm," Sandy hummed as she went down on him. She laved her tongue up and down the shaft. I leaned down and began licking the knob of his rod. Zita joined in, and all three of us kissed and lapped and licked and sucked his cock.
"Ah!" Burt groaned. "Suck! Goddamn, suck me!"
I twirled my tongue around his cockhead, licked it.
"Goddamn, I'm gonna fuck someone!" Burt yelled. He grabbed Zita, clambered up on his knees behind her and slid into her cunt.
She cried, "Oh, fuck me, Uncle Burt! Fuck me!"
He squeezed her tits as he drove his meat in and out of her pussy. "I'm gonna screw all of you!" Burt rasped. "I'm gonna pump it in every one of you!"
Zita splayed her legs out and threw her ass back at Burt as he pounded his root in her. She panted and oohed and aahed. She reached out for me and pulled me to her, dove her head to my cunt and sank her tongue in me. A delicious sensation raced up my vagina and asshole to my breasts. I lay down in front of her and lifted my legs and raised my ass. My pussy was wide-open to her. She clasped my buttocks and slid her tongue in and out of my hole. I pulled Sandy to me and she straddled my face and lowered her vulva onto my waiting mouth.
"Oh, God, yes!" she gasped as I flicked my tongue along her pussy slit. She held my head and rubbed her crotch against my face. I drew my tongue up and down her swollen clitoris. Hot pussy juice flowed from her, bathing my mouth and nose. I loved the taste and smell of Sandy, pungent, musky.
"Oh, Fawn!" she cried, her climax beginning. "Oh, sweet baby love! Now! Now, my love!"
"Cumming!" I heard Burt yell. "Cumming, you sweet hot fucking pussy!"
The force of Burt's pumping it into Zita caused her face to push into my vulva. She ground her mouth and nose into my slit. I writhed as an orgasmic explosion ripped through me in wave after wave of pleasure.
We all collapsed on the sofa and lay there panting.
On the screen, Cherry was being screwed from behind as she sucked a cock.
Zita lay beside me. The sight of her moist black-haired bush, her dusky skin and her firm copper-brown tits with the cocoa-colored nipples sent a jab of lust through me. I rolled over and got on top of her. She spread her legs and raised her cunt up to meet mine and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. We rolled and slid our teats together. The sensation of her prickly pubic hair on mine was so intense I gasped. We mashed our mouths together and shared a torrid open-mouthed kiss, tongues licking and lapping and rubbing.
I heard Sandy cry out and Burt groan. Burt was stretched out on his back and Sandy straddled his waist. She lowered herself onto his prick. Burt reached out and grabbed her breasts, rubbing the nipples with his thumbs and kneading her mounds as she sank down on his rigid tool.
I slid down Zita's body and began mouthing her vulva. She threw her legs up and thrust her pussy into my face.
"Lick me!" she rasped. "Suck my cunt!"
Burt pulled at my legs, drawing me to him. "Sit on my face, Fawn," he said. I scooted back till I felt his face on my pussy. He stabbed his tongue into my hole. Zita moved between Sandy and me. She half-knelt and straddled Burt's trunk. I ran my hands between her legs and clasped her butt and pulled her to my mouth. Sandy humped up and down on Burt's rod and rubbed Zita's titties. Burt began kneading my breasts. My tits and nipples were red-hot. I was cumming and cumming, over and over. My body was racked with ecstatic jolts of pure pleasure.
"Screw me, baby!" Sandy cried. "Oh, screw it to me!"
Burt drove his tongue into me in time with his pecker reaming Sandy. I kicked out my legs and tongue-fucked Zita with the same force that Burt was giving it to me. Suddenly he stabbed his tongue as deep as he could in me and left it there. I felt the spasms of his body as he thumbed his jism in Sandy. Then we all sort of fell together and lay in a big pile, content.
On the screen, three men were fucking Cherry-cunt, ass, mouth.