Chapter 19
They had boarded the plane in the morning, as happy as two people on a honeymoon. Before they left the hotel Claudie had been given a card by the desk clerk. It was from Rachel, and gave her New York address. Claudie looked forward to seeing her friend again when the trip was over.
They arrived a little after noon, and registered in a quiet old-fashioned little hotel with a lovely view of the city. Then they went out shopping together and Claudie came back with a whole new wardrobe.
Claudie was trying on her new clothes in front of a full length mirror. It was a pale blue dress, cut very short and very tight, giving a good view of the cleft between her tits.
"Got a few minutes to spare, honey," Stephen asked, smiling.
"Just about enough time for a quickie," Claudie answered with a giggle. She felt about sixteen years old.
"Then take that indecent thing off, and let's get to work. No time to spare, you know."
Claudie slipped the dress up over her head, and Stephen unhooked her bra. She let it slip to the ground and stood there naked, except for a flimsy pair of tight white panties. Stephen slid his hands over her smooth white back, trailing his fingers slowly up her spine. It tickled and she wriggled deliciously. His hands moved forward and he cupped her soft breasts gently feeling their weight as though he were weighing melons. He pinched her nipples lightly and felt them come alive under his fingers. Then his tongue ran up and down the length of her long neck, pausing on its way to leave little red heart shaped hickies in convenient places. Claudie tight lithe body arched into his and he could feel the swell of her buttocks as they pressed into his groin. The pressure made him groan with anticipation and his prick bulged slightly against the tight cloth of his pants. "I'm ready if you are," Claudie giggled. This was fun! Stephen snapped the elastic of her panties against her small waist and laughed when she gave a little cry of pain. That was all the pain he was going to give her this time. He slid the panties down over her legs, stopping on the way to squeeze the sensitive insides of her thighs. In a minute they were off and Claudie was stretched out on the bed.
"I'll be back in a minute, sweetheart. Don't go any where." Then Stephen disappeared into the bathroom. He came out a second later holding a little jar of vaseline in his hands, and he walked over to the bed.
"Spread them legs," he ordered jokingly. And in mock terror Claudie obeyed.
Then he smeared huge globs of the sticky clear jelly all over the entire area of her cunt, sending his covered fingers darting up into her pussy to make sure that it was slippery all over.
"Turn over now, it's time to do the other side," and with a flick of her body Claudie presented a rather bruised looking ass for his inspection.
"God, that thing's in bad condition," he muttered, "how do you expect any one to love you with a backside like that."
"Most of it's your work, you know dear, and if you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all." Claudie was a little embarrassed, but she knew that despite the welts she had one lovely bottom. He was just feeling guilty.
Stephen smeared her cheeks with the gooey substance, more in effort to heal the welts than anything else, then he got down to that small tight brown circle that lay sleeping between the two mountains. He liberally dabbed the ointment all over the hole, and then with the same care he had shown her cunt, he inserted two slimy fingers all the way up her rectum and stirred.
"You planning on using both?" Claudie asked, and she certainly didn't seem unhappy about the possibility.
"Always be prepared, my dear. That's my motto. It would interfere with my rhythm if I had to goo it up in the middle of a fuck." Claudie laughed and said she understood his reasoning.
"We'll start off doggy style, so get on your hands and knees. No barking necessary." Claudie quickly did as she was told. Then he mounted her from behind and with one thrust slid all the way into her cunt so that only the hairs below his prick were left showing. His balls jiggled happily as he drove in and out, and moaned with pleasure at the feel of her unbelievably slippery walls. He felt as though he were completely surrounded by wetness, and the rest of his body had no feeling.
Claudie had barely felt him enter, so well greased was she. But the driving shaft made its presence known quickly as it bounced off the very back of her womb, and a sharp cry of delight slipped unexpectedly from her lips. "Oh, it's so good, so good. There's nothing else like it," she groaned between compressed lips, and her thrashing hips agreed completely with what her mouth had said.
"Fill me up darling, and don't ever take it away. Don't be an Indian giver."
Stephen laughed. "All you can do is borrow it baby, that's what makes me a man and you a woman. Be grateful that I'm willing to share." Then he had to stop speaking, because his breath was coming in quick hard gasps. He pulled out suddenly leaving Claudie's gaping cunt hot and empty.
"Stand up," he said. He was afraid that if he hadn't stopped then he would have had to come, and he knew that this girl took a long time to please.
He held her close and rubbed her hard nipples against his chest, letting his hairs tickle her soft skin delightfully. Then his hard rod slid up and down her rounded belly leaving a trail of vaseline wherever it touched, and making an oozy path for him to ride on. His hands slid to her back and molded her cheeks firmly in his strong hands. Then his middle finger, the long one, wandered to the area between her cheeks, and with a sudden dart broke through the tight entrance and climbed up her asshole. The strange pressure made Claudie press tighter against his body, and he leaned over her head and let his lips gently brush past her gold hair. Everything about her smelled so sweet and fresh. He was really in love with this girl, and would do anything to keep her, and to keep her happy.
He positioned Claudie a little differently this time. He made her place her hands on the bed from a standing position, and then raised her to her tip toes. This made his raised prick perfectly level with her back hole, and the nearness tantalized him. He rubbed his engine against her grease-smeared cheeks, completely covering his cock in the oily substance. Then he knocked at the door, and his slippery prick found easy entrance up the tight walls. It was great. The powerful muscle squeezed him so hard he almost came on the spot, but he controlled himself, remembering in time Claudie's need to be satisfied. Claudie was making soft animal noises deep in her throat. Anything she might have been saying was unintelligible, but her grinding ass and the little trickle of white come that squirmed its way out from between her tightly closed thighs told him well enough what she must be feeling. He closed his eyes and rocked himself forward and back, trying to think of something distracting so that he could prolong his staying power. But nothing worked. All he could think of was the great feeling he was having. His powerful tool sliding in and out of that winking brown eye was giving him as much pleasure as her. It was like being buried in warm mud. His cock was moving in and out with loud squishing sounds, and once when he took it out completely there was a loud explosion almost like a shook up soda bottle popping. Then Claudie slid a hand through her legs and between his, enabling her to touch his scrotum. She teased the heavy bags with her fingers, letting them bounce for a while from their own weight, then she grabbed them harder and rubbed the tiny hard egg-shaped objects that lay buried and protected in the middle of the sacs. It finished Stephen off. With a sizzling cry he shoved himself forward one final time, and then with Claudie pressing the spunk from out of his balls, he shot the burning hot sperm deep, deep into her bowels.
"One more time?" Claudie asked playfully, and dazedly he looked up. He thought he had never been more exhausted in his life. It was harder to keep up with this chic than to put in a full day at the office. But, damn it all, this work gave him a lot more satisfaction.
"You're the best lay I ever had. Just think, I'm get ting you for life. I may not live through the next few years. You're enough to give a man a heart condition."
"How about one called 'love,'" she asked, with a smile. He sure made her feel good. Any girl likes to be flattered after all, but she knew now that she was worth all his praise.
"Time for a shower, if you'll help an old man up," he said grinning. "You've ruined me already."
"Well I'm hungry, and if we're going to take showers we better get moving. Otherwise I may pass out with hunger, and who knows what gruesome things you might do to my unconscious body."
"You'd probably love them all, but you're right. If we hurry we can catch a show, and this afternoon we can go around the Haight-Ashbury section, and get a glimpse of the 'better' way of life."
"Don't knock it until you try it, darling," she said happily. She was willing to try anything herself. As long as it was with Stephen.