Chapter 1
After arriving at his room at that flea-bag hotel, I couldn't help but smirk as I pushed the key into the door. I knew the guy was in there with his girl. Tracking them down was simple. Twenty-two-year-old males leave the most obvious clues. In my line of work, sniffing them out has become an art. Whether I have nurtured a talent, or purely have a nose for trouble is one answer. Some call it women's intuition; I call it luck.
Rob Bloom made almost no attempt to harbor his whereabouts; the inevitable use of his credit card when he was low on cash led me right to him. His selection of places was also typical: cheap motels, liquor stores, fast food restaurants, video arcades-they were all the spots he chose. His travels brought him to each and every one I predicted. One doesn't have to go to college to understand the male psyche; one merely has to be a woman.
I did have to slip that cute desk clerk a twenty to get the pass key. After checking him out, I initially considered giving him a little head. Behind those dark frames, I recognized a very sexy man. My instincts, however, told me to pass. I didn't think ten minutes of sucking his cock would have been all I'd want. I was running on a tight schedule. Any side tours would have cost me plenty.
It figures, the ones that caught my eye appeared when I was on the run.
Picking up Rob Bloom was repayment for an outstanding favor. Gus, my old buddy, singled me out to fulfill that obligation. Because of my knack for hunting down missing individuals, he enlisted my services. Rob Bloom, I was told, suffered from an incurable case of wanderlust. His father, president of a small company located in Columbus, had disgustedly ordered his return. Apparently Rob was to be groomed to take his father's position at the helm; Rob, who claimed he wanted to be a movie actor, promptly left town. After checking out the eight by ten his father provided, I could see that the young man could get himself into quite a bit of trouble. Although incredibly good-looking, Rob was known for both his arrogance and ego. Someone keen to that particular combination, could easily manipulate him if he permitted himself to fall into the wrong hands.
That long, lean body covered with dark hair openly held appeal. From the stretch he made across the bed, I estimated him to easily clear six-three or six-four. Since I was almost a foot shy of his probable height, it was simple to understand my attraction to tall men. I pictured myself getting a shot at it, although I usually made it a point not to indulge myself with those I put under surveillance.
My lips curved as I related the irony. So many dicks, so little time. I opened the door just a crack. I was in no hurry to surprise them.
"Oh, yeah, baby," the girl moaned. "Warm it up for me. Make it juicy for that big dick of yours. Ohhhhhhhhhh. I want lots of that tongue. Oh, yeah. Ohhhhhhhhh. You're making me so wet, slipping it into my hot pussy."
The ensuing sounds weren't startling. I expected those two to be going at it. From the evidence I'd gathered, Rob had a strong appetite for sex. He left damp sheets at every motel he visited. He was famous for keeping fast company.
They were both naked, writhing on the bed. The glow of a lamp in the corner of the room provided substandard illumination. I managed to distinguish their feverish activities, even under these conditions.
"Ohhhhhhhhh."
The squeal of the bed springs grew louder as the girl anxiously shifted beneath his probing tip. I peered into the room and studied the blonde's thrashing mane as it hit the pillow. His head bobbed between her legs while he noisily gulped her juices. He held back her slim thighs one second, then scooped up her little ass cheeks and gave them an affectionate squeeze. His face was buried in her hot squish.
"Jesus," she whimpered as he indulged himself.
She raked through his mass of dark hair, then cupped the top of his head before shoving herself at that pleasure-giving mouth. "Keep doing that, sugar. Keep sucking on it. Ohhhhhhhh. I don't want you to stop. Not even for a second. Ohhhhhhh!"
His growl of contentment assured her nothing of the sort would occur. He applied fierce suction, his lips attendant to her needs.
I placed the girl's age roughly between twenty and twenty-two. She looked old enough to know what she was doing, though I doubted anything of a serious nature occurred in her young mind. She had a long, slim body and a nice pair of tits-not enormous like mine, but deliciously pert.
I'd been through similar ordeals dozens of times. Usually, I was amused. Even if I walked right into that room, I doubted he would have paid much notice. Given the height of their excitement, they would have let me watch rather than allow my presence to interfere.
Mirth wasn't my reaction this time. I was genuinely aroused at the heat of this girl as she reached for those fiery slurps with her cunt. The sheets were twisted in her grasps as she conveyed her sweet torment.
I've had an occasional girl while on assignment. It's not as though I make a habit of seeking that kind of enjoyment; generally, it's what is available. I admit to receiving abundant satisfaction from a female tongue; women know precisely where to go for the sweetest payoff. Getting licked by an experienced person is indubitably one of life's secret pleasures.
As the tone of his wriggling tip separating and fleecing the juicy contents of that girl's snatch intensified, I couldn't help slipping my hand under my leather miniskirt and into my panties. It was an instant response to the delectable sounds I heard. I was alert to the fact I was standing in the hallway of a ramshackle hotel, masturbating at the sight of two stimulating individuals, but the reflex was too strong. I hoped a caress or two of my swollen clit would be sufficient in satisfying that sexual itch.
The second my finger was on my throbbing love button, I bit my lip. Oh Jesus! I hadn't expected such an erotic backlash. My nipples bulged beneath my silk blouse. I rocked on my spike heels. Shivers traveled up my back, humming through my body. My long, painted nails scratched the wood molding. Subsequent jiggling magnified the desire I felt.
I couldn't end my stare at that undulating flesh directly across from me. In my mind, I saw myself mounting that girl's face and covering that trembling mouth with my cunt. The thought of having her suck me drove my fantasy. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. I couldn't rid myself of that fever-giving vision.
"Rub my pussy with your lips," the girl sobbed. "Oh, yes, Robbie, I love it. More, please. Sink your tongue into my cunt. Wriggle through there. Harder-much harder! Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Keep doing that, Robbie. Keep doing that!"
Rob Bloom, my quarry, kept his face plastered to her soaked flesh. Her concern over his abrupt separation was unfounded. Rob didn't seem inclined to end his forage. He left imprints on her bucking ass as proof of his urgency.
I couldn't handle another second of it. My senses were totally inflamed. I was never as much an observer as I was a participant. After sliding a finger into my moist pussy, I was weak with want. I needed someone desperately to extinguish the fire that ravaged me.
Defiantly, I threw back the door. As I had suspected, the resulting creak did little to dissuade them. Rob's mouth remained firmly attached, milking the honey from the girl's sopping cunt. When I climbed onto the bed, however, his eyes searched for the source of the weight shift.
"I'm from next door and got curious," I whispered, stroking his heavy biceps. "Can I join the party?"
My explanation proved needless. A single glance told me how unnecessary it was to secure his permission. After taking in my voluptuous appearance-including my gorgeous face, big tits and tiny waist-any reason would have bought my way into his bed. He was unquestionably game for two horny women.
I undid the buttons of my silk blouse with seasoned flair. His eyes followed my movement as I revealed my luscious flesh to him. I let my top slide seductively over my shoulders. My large, billowy globes jutted prominently under his observation. Naturally, mine were superior to those of the girl. I'd always been remembered for my amazingly soft and huge tits. People ached to touch them. Both men and women studied them eagerly, hoping for an opportunity to sample their velvety texture.
The girl's attention fell upon me, too. She was mesmerized by my sudden presence. Not even the outermost form of resentment inhabited her blue eyes. She seemed quite receptive to my joining them. I saw how she hungered for my nipples; her interest was visible. Without hesitation, I lowered them to her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she murmured, catching them with her sensual lips.
I closed my eyes upon contact. A hot quiver went through me. The flick of her tongue accentuated the moment. I couldn't help but surround her head with shaking fingers and guide her to desired points.
"That feels so good," I whispered, drawn to that saliva-rich mouth. Her lips were warm on my skin, running up my temperature. I pushed myself at that innocent expression, sharing more of my tit with her. "Suck on it. Yes. Ohhhhhhhhhh." She whipped my nipple into a frenzy. It soaked in baking drool. The force of her sucks made me wonder at the joy of having it transferred to my snatch.
I tilted my head back, temporarily overcome by her moist friction. Rob seized that opportunity to sink his finger into my cunt. I arched my spine, receiving that penetrating digit. Ohhhhhhh. He made sure my clit suffered no neglect. His thumb rolled right over it. Rob was much too engrossed in eating the girl's pussy to establish the exact location of my hot spots; he did, however, have experience in which to turn. For a stud twenty-two years of age, he certainly knew which buttons to press.
He measured my delight by my facial response. That finger delved far into my snatch, lingering for several wonderful seconds before it was drawn back. Rob had long, thick fingers; I would have preferred having something larger-such as his cock-sliding into me, but wasn't going to complain. The hot, shivering fit of his digit almost achieved the same effect.
"Oh, God-yes!" I cried, satisfied by his finger fuck. I reclined beside the girl, overcome by the warm pulsations in my groin. Rob dove into me, executing a back and forth rhythm that stole my breath. "Ohhhhhhhhhh. Yes. Pump me with your finger. More. Ohhhhhhhhh."
Rob did more than manually stimulate me. He lifted his face from between the girl's legs, then went down on me. The tickle of his limber tip was essential in starting the ecstatic flurry. I didn't realize what a strong reaction I would have to that pleasantly curling tongue.
"Oh, yeah, Robbie," the girl murmured, slurping my nipples. "Suck her pussy. Get her all wet with spit. Yeah. Make her juicy with your mouth. See how much she-likes that. Ohhhhhhh. Let me have a taste."
Rob removed his mouth long enough for the girl to sneak in there. Her eagerness to slobber my flavor-filled juices took me by surprise. I was ill-equipped to meet the demands of that snaking tongue. My eyes rolled up in their sockets as she ate me.
"Ohhhhhhhhh," I cried, receiving that fiery tip. "Oh, my God. Oh, yes. Eat it. Eat every bit."
Rob pushed her away after she indulged her appetite for cunt several minutes. His tongue returned to my inflamed clit. His ardent laps left me drained. My blonde hair whipped from one side of the pillow to the other as a result of his fluttering tip.
Tenderly, he raised his juice-smeared lips from my pussy, then switched to the girl. She had been in the middle of toying with my nipples when his mouth reinstated itself between her legs. I listened to her hoarse moan as he worked on her. She lunged toward that talented tongue, urging it to lick every part of her slick flesh. She picked up her ass and steered it straight to his face. Before his tip could reach for her, I covered her lips with my mouth and opened it with an excited wiggle. I engaged her tongue with play. The echo of her passion sounded in my mouth. From the pitch of her smothered cries, she was mine to command.
I snuggled up to her, brushing her satiny skin with my rigid nipples. When I gave her a chance to come up for air, she was dragging huge gulps into her lungs. The wild gleam in her eyes was plain.
"Who are you?" she asked me after I dragged my rock-hard nuggets across her smooth flesh.
"Honey," I purred. "Honey Best."
"For real?" she asked, uncertain as to whether I had just created that name.
"Absolutely." I sucked her nipple for a moment, until it became a stiff peak. "And who might you be?"
"Ginger."
I was about to give Ginger another lick, but Rob stopped me with his tongue. He crammed it into my hot and ready crevice. I went momentarily numb, waiting to regain my balance. The subsequent laps he took cut short my recovery. Rob appeared jealous of the attention I bestowed upon his friend and did everything in his power to have it concentrated on him.
He watched me with those piercing brown eyes of his. I caught the flash of pink as his tongue descended upon me. Those wonderful whips had my heart beating furiously. I twisted luxuriantly beneath the saliva-driven fury, hearing him gulp my juices. He pinned back my thighs with those steel-like thumbs, letting nothing prevent him from dipping into my succulent recesses.
Ginger drifted up to my face, prompting my excitement with her erect nipples grazing my scorched flesh. She dragged them over mine while tracing my lips with her tongue. I opened my mouth for her so she could enter. She dove inside, letting our tongues play before covering me completely with those plush lips. I hadn't expected a woman ten years younger than myself to be such a great kisser. Mmmmmmmmmmm. Her soft blonde hair spilled around my face as our kiss intensified. My toes curled as a result of the erotic upheaval she registered.
I lost sight of what was happening to me at that point. Ginger's tongue was crammed into my mouth and her nipples burned against my tits. I was somewhat woozy from the flurry of tingles that swept through me.
Rob provided the missing element. I won't say I was totally unprepared, but his gravity of need was startling. My legs lifted upward until they perched on a pair of strong shoulders. I made no effort to learn what was about to happen with Ginger grounding her lips to mine. I was anesthetized by her luscious force and wanted nothing else to dilute its influence. Rob knew the one thing that could possibly accomplish such a feat.
"Glad you joined our little party?" he inquired in his rural accent. I would have quickly placed him from Ohio, even if I hadn't known of his origins.
Shivering, I nodded.
"Did you think when you walked into this room you were going to be dripping with sweat five minutes later?" His question was posed haltingly, as if he were in the middle of preparing me for some ordeal.
Before I could answer, I felt the solid bulb of his cock splitting open my cunt lips. He pushed steadily, filling my pussy with his swollen shaft. I was surely wet enough to absorb that gorgeous dick, given its smooth descent into my juicy slot. Receiving manly stimulation as opposed to female did present an inner conflict. I wasn't emotionally equipped to make the switch. My experience with three-ways was few and far apart; introducing men into the picture was occasionally a difficult transition.
"Yeah," he bellowed, fucking me with it. "Oh, yeah. Baby, you're so fucking tight-"
Ready or not, however, Rob's cock reached deep into my pussy. There was relatively no place to turn from its huge, encumbering size. After making sure it fit in my snatch, he reared back to afford me a second gulp of air before driving it to the hilt. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. His balls slapped my inner thighs upon impact. He repeated his powerful thrust, propelled by my fevered expression. He could see for himself the reaction of having his cock inside me from the flush of my cheeks, the glaze of my eyes, the shortness of breath.
Ginger detached her lips from mine. "Isn't he big?" she murmured.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh," I sobbed, as he ran that big cock through my pussy. What ensued was best described as a shutdown of my defense system. I looked up at Rob, panting as he fucked me. I encouraged more of his pumping with my probing fingertips. I wove through the dense composition on his chest, actively searching for his nipples. When I found one, I gave it a pinch.
"Christ," he muttered, then slammed himself whole into my sopping mound. He plugged that moist, accommodating space with a single lunge.
"You're too rough for her," Ginger admonished him. "She doesn't like it when you ram her."
"Yes, I do," I whispered, my eyes rolling up into their sockets. "Ohhhhhhhhh." I shook as he pounded himself between my legs. It was exactly what I needed: a good, stiff fuck. After being on the road several days, I had gotten somewhat hungry for this kind of action. "Fuck me, baby," I moaned. "Fuck me hard. With all you've got."
"With pleasure," he grunted, smacking my groin with his. He swung himself with the grace of an athlete, letting no cell of mine escape attention.
He spared nothing in providing me gratification, straining to meet my hungry mound. He closed the distance between our bodies, covering my quivering stomach with his flat, hairy one. I trembled as his rough textures enveloped mine. Those dark brown pupils of his were trained on me, measuring the pleasure I took from all that he did.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh," I whimpered, receiving the solid brunt of his excitement. He sank far into my cunt. I squeezed that cock with all the muscles at my command. I gave him a luscious massage, eagerly enclosing that shaft. Sizzling friction resulted. I could see the delightful repercussion it bore. His expression went blank as he was surrounded by hot squish. His mouth dropped open, uttering unintelligible sounds. He couldn't possibly be in possession of his faculties, not with my pussy wrapped securely to him. Did he believe he could usurp my control over the situation with his pleasure-giving thrusts?
I couldn't help but cup one of those flexing buns of his. In a flight of abandon, I assisted him in his feverish strokes. He was fully energized as his belly slapped to mine. I dug my heels into the mattress and elevated my pussy to meet the press of his cock. My lips curved as I gobbled him whole.
"Oh, baby," he cried hoarsely, visibly overcome.
I smiled at the progress I made-even with that big dick slicing into me. It wasn't amazing to me that a woman of my vast experience could harness his sexual energies to tame a man ten years my junior. Even with all his fucking around, he couldn't have the same amount of sexual wisdom. I wasn't merely a receptacle for his cock-I was the outlet that supervised his pleasure.
Very slowly, I guided him onto his back. This change in position wasn't easily orchestrated. Rob gave some resistance in wishing to remain on top, but my persistence won out. I let my inspiring touch direct him. He continued to pump me, but without the authority he once had.
My tits, previously billowed across my chest, now hung over his face. My nipples beckoned for his lips; once he caught sight of them, they never left his range. His long, thick fingers spanned them, then brought my two swollen nuggets to a point. After aligning them, he stuffed both into his mouth and gave them an extended, hearty suck.
"Oh, yeah," I whispered huskily. "Suck them, baby. Suck them good."
We were still deeply connected. His cock stood high in my pussy, keeping my inner walls significantly spread. I humped him, enjoying the slide of that lumbering dick. Ohhhhhhhhh. I felt his heavy throb as he pushed in and out of my drenched cunt. Even for twenty-two, he was all man in my book. Ohhhhhhhh. He knew how to use that thing to full effect.
I rose as sharply as I could without separating from him, then came down until my ass was smashed against his balls. Ohhhhhhhhh. He was jammed in my snatch, all ten inches. Rob had the necessary equipment to please a woman. Rhythmically, I climbed and dropped on his lap, watching the flush gather in his cheeks and listening to his exhilarated groan. My grabbing pussy took the wind out of his lungs. Again and again, I covered him with my cock-obliging lips.
Turning, I could see his toes curling as my cunt swallowed him whole. His long, hairy legs were propped behind my back, the tendons straining as I straddle-fucked his brains out. The sheets rustled beneath us as I rode him to ecstasy.
Ginger wasn't to stay idle for long. I'm sure my seizing control had some effect on her. She first attempted to join in by sucking on my tits; the flutter of her lips was effective in escalating my moan. She nibbled sweetly on my nipple, offering a distinct variance from the manly push of Rob's cock. My cries of passion were resonant as she puckered me. Rob's hungry fingers eventually displaced her oral grasp. He clearly wanted to receive benefit of my inflamed nubs.
Her mouth was next felt at the base of Rob's cock. She arranged herself between his legs and behind me, extending her silken tongue. The second I felt that splendid tip graze my juicy rim as it enclosed Rob's thick stem, I cried out in joy. Ginger applied suction to accentuate our union. Even Rob was delightfully caught by surprise at her expertise. Her next several licks were devoted to our pleasure. She remained constant until we struggled for air. I almost was unable to bear down on Rob's cock, I was that disarmed.
I didn't worry about Rob's cock slipping out of me. No matter how far my pussy traveled up his hard dick, I always managed to send it plunging down its length until his balls virtually buckled. Rob gasped heatedly as I encased every bit of him in my warm, pleasurable squish.
Ginger succeeded in offering challenge. Bubbles of saliva formed wherever she stationed her lips. I quivered as they streamed over my exposed opening when Rob entered me. I'm sure he carried most of it into my pussy as he plunged between my sodden lips. I was also convinced Ginger's spit smoldered against his cock's skin. The constant rubbing of cock and pussy would inevitably start a raging fire; with the addition of saliva, it would-likely become an inferno.
"Oh, yeah, baby," Rob muttered. "Lick my balls. Yeah. Suck them into your mouth. Oh, Jesus-"
The slobbering noises Ginger made heightened my awareness of what she was doing. I watched as Rob's features intensified. Between the two of us, we were going to make him cum like he never had before.
Abruptly, Rob disengaged himself. My pussy felt alarmingly empty as he pulled out. His dick, all juicy from my snatch, was quickly stuffed into Ginger's available mouth.
"Gonna ride your face, baby," Rob grunted, charging into her willing orifice. "Suck on it. You wanted it so bad. Couldn't wait until I finished fucking your competition."
Without his dick being crammed deep into my pussy, I was able to view what transpired. I saw Ginger's ecstatic face between my legs while Rob crammed himself into her lips. Watching him fuck her mouth was so much a turn-on, I had to jiggle myself. My finger went over my clit in a flash and effected a steady massage.
"Ohhhhhhhh," I gasped, admitting those jolting tingles into my system. I undulated against Rob, letting the coarseness of his chest excite my nipples. I fondled his biceps and shivered against his hair-rough thighs. He seemed aware of my silken body, for he murmured his approval.
Ginger's lips, however, dominated his concentration. From the sturdy suck she administered, she wasn't about to surrender him to me. He'd been in my pussy-to her, that much stimulation should have been sufficient. The wriggle of her lips and gulps she took practically guaranteed his explosion would occur within her cheeks.
"Oh, fuck," Rob gasped, driving his shaft through that clenched opening. We could both see how wet his cock was from getting sucked.
Rob, once again, surprised us with his ability to quickly alter our physical arrangement. He dragged himself out of Ginger's mouth, dripping with her saliva, then swung her until she was at her original spot beside me. She let out a startled cry as he moved her into position.
"Let's see if that pussy is as hot as that mouth," he said, grasping her ankles and hooking her legs over his shoulders. I watched as his cock sank into her sopping cunt.
"Oh, my-God!" she whimpered, taking him in one thrust. She had no choice. Rob's hungry blow occurred with speed. Her chin went up and her head pressed into the pillow. Her fingers clawed as he smacked into her pussy.
"Oh, yeah," he confirmed, fitting himself into that nectar-rich opening. "It is just as hot." He proceeded to fuck her with an appetite that grew in ferocity. I watched as that muscled butt of his tensed as he plowed into her. I was fascinated by the might with which he pumped her. He looked totally unstoppable, absolutely vital in the manner he went at it. "This is what I call a real party: doing two chicks at once. Did you girls think you were going to see this much action? I've got plenty in me for both of you."
"Oh, Robbie-" she moaned, with her head thumping into the pillow. Her eyes were shut, her mouth twisted as he shoved his way into her warm pussy. I heard his balls slap her velvet skin as she took him deep. "Ohhhhhhhhh. God, you're so hard."
"Want me to stop?" he asked in the middle of pounding her.
"No," she whimpered, clutching him to her. "No, don't stop. Harder. Oh, God. Harder-"
Rob obliged her. Ginger promptly submitted to him, spreading her legs wide. Her struggle for air was second to the contest of holding him in her pussy. Rob jammed that huge cock through her cunt lips as though her flesh scorched him; he didn't let himself savor their serviceability. He made her ass bounce off the bed as he charged into her. Even when she was jarred by the impact, she still brought that snatch right back to his cock for more of the same.
"Can't get enough of my tight pussy, can you, cowboy?" she sassed, after having grown accustomed to his brand of fucking. "Ohhhhhhhhh. You sure like packing in every last inch. There's so much down there to work with. Oh yeah. Ohhhhhhhhh. Fuck me with that big dick. Yeah. Fuck me good and hard. Stroke my pussy with that sweet cock. Ohhhhhhhh. More. Yeah, more."
I didn't think Rob paid much concern. He seemed thoroughly involved in his own needs, given the slant of his eyes, the slack jaw and the quiver in his expression. Being buried in cunt obviously affected him. I was fairly certain Ginger would find the means within herself to achieve orgasm, even without his conscious effort.
I dis-liked my passive role-it was unrelated to my true character. Switching places with Ginger would be ideal. Ginger, contrarily, didn't seem as inclined. Wrapping her legs securely to his waist, I perceived her message: do not disturb. That was advice I intended not to follow.
Fortunately, Ginger didn't seem like she was going to last much longer.
"Oh, Robbie, it's so hard, going straight to the bottom-ohhhhhhhhh!" Ginger rolled her eyes upward while rolling the tip of her tongue along her lips. "Oh, baby. Your dick feels like a rock. Jesus. Ohhhhhhhhh." Her hips moved in synch with his, reaching up to catch to his cock. "Ohhhhhhhhh."
I enveloped one of her nipples and began sucking it. Rob watched me while he worked her wet pussy. Ginger sobbed with delight, receiving physical elation from two distinct sources. That luscious little nub was soaked in my drool. I pulled on it with my lips, encouraging its further growth, while Rob jammed himself between her hot legs. Once again, I raised his ire at having to compete with me. Perhaps now, more than ever, he perceived me as a threat to his skills in bed. I think he realized I could make Ginger cum as hard-or harder-using female intuition.
The ego of a twenty-two-year-old man was no problem for me. I could summon unflagging desire just as easily, with a mind-rending outcome.
Rob's answer was to fuck Ginger with everything he had. Their groins smacked together in wet profusion. She moaned as he crammed all ten inches into her pussy, urging her to cum. The determination in his expression was stirring. Even I felt the power of his arousal. I felt the burrowing pressure of his cock bidding Ginger's surrender. That long, heavy shaft of his grinding against her clit had to be exacting its toll. After enduring his steady strokes, she had little choice but to comply. The replacement of labored breathing over fevered dialogue forwarded that conclusion.
Ginger's fingers dug into his back. Her trembling hand and arching back pronounced her beyond the point of return. Rob pumped her without intermission, charging her slick body with excitement. He wasn't going to stop until her fulfillment was complete.
"Come on, baby," he encouraged, ramming her with that bone-solid cock. It slipped in and out of her moist pussy with juicy results. "Come on-"
Ginger clenched her teeth. "Ohhhhhhhh-" She went momentarily numb, then began jerking frantically beneath him as though reaching for the impossible. "Ohhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhh!"
"That's it, baby," he muttered, feeding her his stiff thing through her bedlam of contractions. "Cum around my dick. Cum for me. Yeah."
Rob appeared to relax with weight, causing them both to sink into the mattress. Ginger was oblivious to it, shuddering with orgasm. Her beautiful face was gnarled with the contortions of lust. After waiting out the last of them, Rob slowly detached himself and flipped onto his back. His cock, smeared with Ginger's juices, was up and ready for me.
"Okay, baby, get on me," he instructed. "Let's see if you can make me cum."
I climbed over that sweat-drenched body, brimming with confidence. "It won't take much."
"Oh yeah?" he sniffed, recognizing my dare. "Think I can't do you first?"
"You're such a punk," I sighed, mounting him. My pussy was primed for that big cock. I might have been initially disarmed by the-likes of Rob Bloom, but after spending a little time in bed, I knew how to handle him. "I'll teach you something, cowboy. A lesson in respect."
He wasn't the least smug as I lowered my soaked cunt over his dick. In fact, I caught him bracing himself for the heat I generated. Our connection was both tingly and tight. He couldn't complain about a single thing, with the possible exception his cock couldn't breathe.
"Jesus," he muttered hoarsely, as I gained control of his senses. He was ill-prepared for the clutch of my muscles. Although he was inside me before, I hadn't exerted them. "Oh, baby, what are you doing to me?"
"Fucking your brains out," I sassed, rocking against that deliciously muscled frame. "Oh, yeah. Let's see if you can manage five minutes, cowboy. Let's see what kind of shape you're in."
"Uhhhhhhhhhh," he groaned, feeling my slick walls massage his cock. "Oh, baby. That feels good. So fucking good."
"Damn right." I humped him with unvarying strokes. I watched his defiant expression wither beneath my sapping force. He realized he was no match. My excitement was building, too; I wasn't totally immune to the sensations that raced through my body. Rob was turning me on with that huge cock. I let my fingertips swirl through the dense covering of his chest. I found his nipples and tweaked them.
"Oh, fuck," he muttered, depressing his head to the pillow. The air rushed out of him as I brought my clinging pussy to and from his solid shaft. The skin of his cock strained to enclose his inner uproar. His large hands were fastened about my waist, guiding my subsequent descent. "Oh, yeah, baby, fuck me. Fuck my big thing. Bring that hot pussy all the way down. Yeah. Cover me with that sweet squish. Ahhhhhhhhhh. Tuck me into that warm snatch."
Ginger moaned next to him, stirring from her trance. Rob had worn her out after fucking her the way he did. She watched me straddled upon him, working his cock. Automatically, she fondled her own clit. The little finger provoked that little pebble of flesh to a throbbing state. Her soft moans filled the room, eclipsed only by Rob's hoarseness.
I slammed myself to Rob, feeling his cock reach far into my pussy. I moaned, enjoying the burden of containing it. Ohhhhhhhh. Reaching behind, I scooped up his balls. I traced the heavy wedge of man flesh entering my pussy. Rob pushed himself high into me, making me feel the ache of his enjoyment. I sobbed, knowing if I abandoned control, I could cum in a flash.
I refused to surrender to that impulse. I sank myself on him, feeling his balls smashed against my ass, then ascended until all but his sodden cockhead remained in my pussy. Rob gulped air, fighting to maintain his senses, but I caused their loss with my sudden drop.
"Uggghhhhh," he groaned, enveloped in my baking cunt.
"Yeah," I cried, humping him fast and furiously. "You can't stop yourself, baby. You're going to explode-"
Rob's face reddened in denial, combating the reflex I instilled. Dragging air into his lungs, I saw he was unable to curb it.
"Cum in me," I moaned. "Cum in me-"
"Uggghhhhh! Uggghhhhh! Uggghhhhh!"
I smiled at the hot collection in my pussy. His cum gushed with fury. I was able to enjoy his powerful reaction to my pleasure-giving pussy for only a few moments before I was overwhelmed, too. The contractions caused me to pitch on top of him. Their effect was dizzying.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh," I whimpered, giving myself this opportunity to savor him. He might have been cocky, but he was good. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!"
I collapsed from him, only to be welcomed into Ginger's waiting arms. She kissed me all over, stirring me with her lips. I murmured approval as I submitted to her fresh hunger.