Chapter 1
His fingers circled his pulsating organ, marveling at the feel of its hardness, its thickness, its blood-filled veins. Light beads of sweat shined on his forehead and upper lip. Quickly he took his hand away and stared, fascinated, at his cock as it jumped up, lifted from his belly, then fell solidly back, the massive, hard, slightly tilted, mushroom-shaped head thumping against his belly button. At the urethra opening he saw a clear drop of moisture form.
He held his breath, listening to the sounds of the loving couple in the room next to his. Quietly he got out of the bed and made his way to the door, his big cock making slapping sounds against the insides of his thighs. He opened the door wider, then stepped back and checked the alignment from his bed to the slightly opened door of the other bedroom. He returned to the bed. He checked again. Yes, he could see quite clearly now. He lay naked on top of the bed, his head twisted toward the open door.
Rick Lundman felt his prick getting stiffer and harder. He knew he shouldn't look-that it was wrong, lustful-but he couldn't pull his eyes away. His nuts ached with prolonged excitement. He could see the man's big hand slowly travel down the woman's back and knead the softness of her buttocks. He saw him draw her up to him and in one swift motion kiss her. Now he could see the man grasping her massive breasts, his fingers rubbing the large, wide brown nipples.
Rick took hold of his straining cock and pumped slowly, feeling his heavy-hanging testicles jog up and down with the movements he made. His eyes remained glued to the couple in the other bed. He could see the woman reach down and take hold of the man's mighty bulge. What was she doing now? Was she going to...? Yeah! She was, all right! He pumped harder as he watched her inch her way down, down past the man's hairy chest and belly, down past his hips, down to caress his erection with her eager lips. He watched her head bob up and down between his thighs, saw the glazed look in the man's eyes. Rick's hand pumped furiously. All at once his cock sprang away from him and thumped hard against his belly. He opened his hand and put the palm of it against the underside of his shaft and rubbed it against his stomach. With his other hand he caressed his ponderous balls, admiring the feel of their silky softness.
What was the man doing? He'd maneuvered himself in such a way that his face was between the woman's thighs.
Oh, shit, thought Rick. Oh, shit, shit-he's going to eat her. Again his hand beat down harder, his thumb and finger rubbing against the puffy head, across the corded veins. He pumped hard and fast, hearing the hard sucking sounds the woman made, seeing the hollows of her cheeks, the eager mouth gorging itself on the purple-veined cock. He felt his throat go dry and he could actually hear the heavy pounding of his own heart. It sounded like the beat of a tom-tom. His head buzzed with the sounds of mouths sucking and lips nibbling flesh. He wanted to be closer-close enough so he could touch them, smell their lustful bodies bathed in lovers' sweat.
Quietly, with the instinct of a beast of prey he swung his legs from the bed and carefully crossed the room to the hallway. He poised himself on his hands and knees at the doorway to the bedroom and peered in.
The man pulled away from the woman's mouth, dragging out his long cock-out-out until Rick could see the tip of the blood-inflated head, could see her tongue run along the man's shaft, then her head pull back in startled surprise as the man's tongue thrust deep into her yawning cunt. A moan, deep and guttural came from her throat. Rick could hear the loud sucking noise as the walls of her crack opened and closed over the man's extended, lapping tongue.
"Lick me," she cried, "Lick me good."
Rick saw the woman arch her body in a way that brought the man even further into her. The end of the man's nose was touching her pink clitoris, Rick was sure of it. He could hear the man's breath come hot and fast.
"You got a nice, tight, warm pussy," the man whispered between her legs.
"Fuck me!" she suddenly screamed. "For God's sake, fuck me!" Her body swayed, intoxicated with passion.
Rick took hold of his throbbing erection and pumped wildly. The thought hit him that should he come he'd spurt all over the rug. But he didn't much care. Screw the rug!
Now the woman fell under the man, her mouth open, and enveloped his hairy testicles. She took both balls and her cheeks puffed out as though she were eating a mouthful of marshmallows. She pulled back as though she were going to rip the man's balls from his body. The man pulled his head from between her legs and tapped her on the back of the head. She opened her mouth and set his balls free. They fell to the sheet.
'Come on, baby, I'm gonna shoot you a load." He settled on his knees, his massive member standing out straight from him like a saber.
She looked down at him, lustful expectation written across her face, shuddering, gasping for breath. Slowly she settled back against the pillows, her knees up in the air. The man reached out and parted her knees, aimed his extended erection at her, and slowly brought it to her.
Rick studied the cock. It was huge, really huge, and thick, the blue veins clearly out-lined. Though it was uncircumcised, the head just about made it out of the flimsy flesh that covered it.
"Want it now?" the man asked, rubbing the tip of her cunt with his rounded head.
Without answering, the woman opened her legs wider, exposing her dark pubic region, and the man, taking hold of his throbbing cock, guided it to the quivering hole. The woman was breathing hard, as, mightily, the man thrust his hips forward, sending the inflated head deep into her.
She screamed as the searing cock sank into her. The man wiggled his hips and Rick could see the heavy balls pounding fiercely against her buttocks. One more thrust and the man was able to jab his massive thickness another inch into her. Inch by inch it plunged, another thrust, and the teeming cock sank to the hilt.
"Jesus," Rick muttered licking his lips, "Jesus, look at that!" Her cunt is wrapped around that cock ... pulling ... hugging ... squashing ... squeezing. Her curvaceous hips are convulsing like she's trying to free herself of his giant penis ... like it's burning her insides. Rick's hand beat his meat unmercifully.
The woman's scream rang out and the man silenced her with a kiss, his hand reaching out and grabbing at a breast, the thick fingers massaging while his hips pounded hard into her. Then the man fell on top of her and Rick could see her breasts flatten out under the man's hairy chest as he began a slow movement, sawing his powerful body over hers. Lifting his buttocks the man slowly pulled out his fuck rod. Now all that was in her cunt was the puffy tip of the head of his cock. Teasingly he jabbed it in, but just enough to make her thrust forward to beg for all of it. He laughed a coarse kind of grunt with each attempt she made at grabbing his vibrating stick. Then he held down her hips and held his body quite still over her. With a grunt he sank his dick so hard and deep into her that she cried out. "You fuckin' sonofabitch!" He laughed, took hold of both her breasts, and dug his fingers into their softness. Now he was suddenly gentle with her. She seemed content with the probing cock, deep in her now, and suddenly it seemed to touch off a new desire. Her body quivered with delight and her hips met his in hard, thrusting movements.
"Oh," she cried. "Harder ... harder. I want every inch of you!"
Rick's eyes opened wide and he felt the perspiration slide down the nape of his neck. He inhaled deeply through his mouth.
There was the sound of flesh slapping flesh as the couple increased their tempo.
Rick masturbated harder, feeling himself near. If only he could time it so that he could come with them. If only they would hurry ... he was so close ... his load was ready ...!
Suddenly he heard the man moan. "Baby, baby, I'm boiling-I'm ... so near."
The man's ready, Rick thought excitedly, ready to shoot his hot load of creamy sperm into that juicy cunt. And she must be ready, too. Ready to let her juices flow. Rick's prick stiffened even more with excitement and he could control himself no more. The head of his hot cock swelled up and erupted. His come spurted, hitting the wall. There was no end to it. The excited cock jerked spasmodically as he poured his thick come into his cupped hand. He heard the harsh, strangling cry escape from the woman's lips, saw her body jerk crazily under the man. Then the man gave out a guttural grunt and they both fell back on the bed, their melting loins limp, spent, and complete. Exhausted, they lay quietly.
Rick quickly got to his feet. He glanced down at the rug to make sure he hadn't spilled himself. He hadn't. He made a mental note to return and clean the spot on the wall where he'd spurted. Then, cupping his hand around his still hardened shaft, he ran quickly into the bathroom. He washed himself, then quickly dressed. He could hear them talking.
"Hurry up and get dressed," she said. There was silence and again she spoke. "You heard me, move. Get dressed. He should be home any minute now. I don't want him to find you here. How in hell would I explain it?"
"Okay," the man grunted. "Okay, don't rush me."
Rick got into his jacket, then walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He quietly made his way past the other bedroom door and ran down the stairs. At the bottom, he stepped inside a closet, leaving the door slightly ajar for him to see.
There were murmuring sounds from upstairs, then he heard the man say, "See you next week, Susan. And don't forget. 'Bye."
Finally the man appeared, stopped at a mirror to tie a knot in his tie, then turned and left the house. Rick looked about. There was nobody in view. He waited a few minutes, then stepped out of the closet, opened the front door, and slammed it hard. He looked up at the stairs. She was standing there, a smile on her face.
"Hi, Rick. I heard the door slam, thought it might be you."
He climbed the stairs. With no sign of emotion he lifted his hand and greeted her.
"How was your day?" she asked, stepping aside to let him pass.
He shrugged his shoulders, then noticed the liquor on her breath.
"Cat got your tongue?" There was a suspicion of a smirk on her face.
"It was okay," he said. He walked to his room, took down a small suitcase and packed; a shirt, a pair of bathing trunks, two pairs of socks, sneakers, a comb, a toothbrush, paste, an electric shaver, after shave lotion. He threw in a checkbook last, then snapped the latch shut. When he returned to the hallway she was still standing at the head of the stairs.
"Going somewhere?"
"Laguna Beach," he said, seeing by her look that she seemed pleased he was leaving. Sure, he thought, I'll bet. "Alone?" she asked. "Yeah."
"Seems to me a handsome nineteen-year-old boy like you would have a flock of gals he could call for a nice weekend at the beach. Why are you going alone?"
"I want sun," he said, "not sex!"
He saw the twitch in her eye and the way her jaw muscles clenched. Then, having complete control once more she fixed a smile on her face. "You boys, my, my!" she said. "Are you taking the Cad?"
"No, the Rolls," he answered. "Mind?"
"No. Of course not."
He looked at her. She'd been to the hairdresser; he noticed her red hair looked redder. He looked at her breasts, the same fantastic, opulent, mother-of-pearl tits he'd seen naked moments ago. Now they were held in, covered by the silk dress she wore, but he could still see the outline of her huge nipples. He lowered his eyes and walked past her.
She stopped him with a touch on the shoulder. "You in such a rush you won't even stop to give me a kiss?"
Slowly he turned. He felt his stomach muscles contract. He hesitated, then walked to her. Leaning forward, he brushed his lips against her cheek. He could smell the sex of her. His lips tightened, and when he spoke it was almost a groan. "Mother-I-I-!"
"What, dear?"
"Nothing-nothing at all." He turned from her. "Money?" she asked, suddenly concerned. "If you need any, I-" He cut her off abruptly.
"No, mother, that's something I never ever need." He sighed deeply, glared at her, then quickly turned and ran down the stairs and out the door to his car.