Chapter 4
"Damn, lady, you swallowed the whole fucking thing!" Keith whispered, his voice laced with passion.
Gina gurgled with exhilaration. She bobbed her head up and down, twisted it all around and breathed hard as she got more and more turned on. She felt a gallon of juice flood her hole. She gobbled his cock with gusto. She scraped it with her teeth, teased his balls with delicate fingers, did everything she could think of to make her cocksucking as exciting as possible.
She lifted her head and smiled. "God, I love the way a cock feels in my mouth. Promise you'll give me a drink of your cum later."
"Whatever you want." Effortlessly, he lifted her and sat her on his chest with her furry cleft at his chin.
"You don't have to eat me first," she murmured.
"I want to taste you," he whispered, staring into the exquisite crevice barely visible through the thick brown curls. She exuded a beguiling fragrance. "I like the taste of honey."
"You're so gallant," Gina cooed.
She gave the word a Continental twist that he liked. He cupped her buttocks and pulled her closer. She leaned over and stuffed a fat pillow under his head.
He stuck out his tongue and pulled on her lush buns. The soft-crisp curls tickled the end of his tongue. He looked up, across her flat stomach, between her big tits, at her face as his tongue penetrated her. He withdrew his tongue and smacked his lips.
"Your hole is as sweet as I expected. At the pub, when you were trying to decide if you wanted to fuck me, why did you ask me to stick out my tongue?"
She chuckled sexily. "I wasn't trying to decide if I wanted fuck you, darling. I knew I did the moment I saw you. I asked you to stick out your tongue so I could see if you have any hang-ups about licking pussy. If a man won't stick out his tongue in public, he probably won't eat pussy. If he even tries, all I get is a quick lick and a short promise."
"I promise to give your pussy a good licking," he laughed. "Eating you is a pleasure I wouldn't miss for the world. Tell me if you want me to lick you a particular way." He grinned. "I don't usually get any complaints, but I don't object to guidance. If I don't get it right the first time, I'll keep trying until I do."
"I'm sure you know how to please a pussy." She spread her cunt lips with her fingers, revealing the luscious, pink interior. She let him look at the sumptuous feast for a moment, then whispered, "How does that look to you, darling?"
"Like a scrumptious feast," he replied.
"Then help yourself, darling," she panted as she sat on his face. "Eat it good and make me cum." She grabbed his hands and put them to her tits. "Play with my tits while you suck me off."
He kneaded her hefty tits as he mashed his lips into the gooey gash between her shapely thighs. He thrust his tongue into her dripping channel, filling her with carnal pleasure. The thrilling penetration made her suck in her breath sharply. She ground her twat on his face and leaned forward, pressing her fleshy tits against his strong hands.
He took his time, playing in her twat with his tongue, delving into her depths to taste her beguiling flavor. She responded with deep, satisfied sighs and quick twitches. She put her hands on the bed by his head and squirmed on his face. His fingers dug into her tits, flooding her with rapture.
"God, your tongue feels so good," she panted. She began to twitch and buck. "My clit, darling! Get my clit!" she moaned.
He released her tits and grabbed the cheeks of her plump, fidgeting ass with both hands. Her slick snatch filled his mouth as he tongued her clit with enthusiasm.
"Oh, God, darling, you're really getting me good!" she wailed. "Going to cum, darling! Going to fill your mouth with cum." She felt another gallon of hot juice gush down her spastic channel. "God, gonna drown you with cum, darling!"
She nearly fulfilled her promise to drown him. Her delectable cream filled his mouth and overflowed to coat the lower half of his face. He gulped and swallowed and licked and sucked for more.
White heat engulfed her bucking body. Her pussy spasmed again and again. In her frantic fury, she nearly smothered him with her hairy cunt.
He waited until her passion peaked and began to subside, then slid his hands up to her hips and urged her to back off. She leaned down and glued her lips to his. Her tongue plunged into his mouth and went halfway down his throat. She scooted backward and squatted over his loins, grabbed his prick and yanked it hard.
"Gorgeous cock," she panted as she ran the head up and down the length of her slit. "Just what I need."
"Damn, you're a hot witch, aren't you?"
"I told you I am, darling!" she giggled.
"Do you ride a cock as well you do a tongue?"
"Just watch me, darling!" She stuck the head of his cock in the mouth of her sopping cunt and slowly lowered her ass. She didn't stop until her hairy mound bumped into his groin. "Ohhhhhh, it feels so fucking gooooood!" she moaned. She began to bounce up and down on his rampant shaft. "Fuck with me, darling!" she urged.
He lunged up as hard as he could, spearing her with his long lance, knocking the breath out of her. The tightness of her dynamic sheath delighted him. Her channel felt like the inside of a bottle of oil, super slick and hot as fire.
"Ahhh, wonderful, darling, wonderful," she moaned. "Outstanding cock!"
"Fabulous cunt," he grunted in reply.
"Keep going, darling. Fuck me as hard as you can. I'm going to cum again, darling. Ooohhh, God, darling, your cock feels so fucking good."
She felt marvelous. She always did when she had a glorious, live cock plundering her cunt without mercy. She rode him hard, her eyes closed, her mouth agape. She grunted out loud every time his cockhead hit the bottom of her tight tunnel.
He bucked his hips off the couch, trying to keep up with her furious lunges. He gave up the effort to hold onto her ass. He grabbed her swinging tits and tweaked her fat, swollen nipples. She was more hot-blooded than he expected. He wondered if she was going to fuck him half to death before he satisfied her pent-up hunger.
Abruptly, her wails of fulfillment shattered the stillness of the room. She thrust her ass down as hard as she could, bouncing her ass off his groin as she soared breathlessly toward her climax.
"Harder, darling!" she yelled. "Fuck me harder!"
He gave her everything he had. His extra effort triggered her orgasm. Cream flooded her canal, oozed between her swollen pussy lips and trickled down his pulsating shaft.
He rolled her over and lay on his belly between her legs.
She tightened her cunt around his shaft. "You didn't cum, darling," she said.
"I thought I'd better save it," he chuckled. "You said you wanted a drink of cum."
She pushed herself up on her elbows and gave him a big smile. "Thank you for being so thoughtful, darling."
He looked at the junction of her shapely thighs, at the heavy covering of brown fur on her meaty mound. "I like your mound and all that beautiful brown hair."
"Surprised?"
"Pleased. I like plump mounds and thick bushes. There's just something about lots of pussy hair that tarns me on.
"My, you are simply full of fine words, aren't you? You probably tell women with bald pussies you like them best, but I like the compliment anyway."
"No," he replied quickly. "If I can't tell a woman the truth, I don't say anything. You are so beautiful, so seductive, so sexy. I like to look at you."
"Do you also like to fuck me?"
"That goes without saying," he replied.
"Then do it again.
He reached between her legs and stroked the tender pink lips of her pussy. She shivered and moaned when the tip of his finger brushed her clit.
She threw her legs wide apart and thrust her feet in the air. "Fuck me hard!" she hissed.
"My pleasure," he murmured.
Her father's car was in the driveway, but only the light in the living room was on when Heather came home. She didn't think anything about it. He was probably watching TV. Ever since she could remember, he generally turned off the lights when he left a room.
She thought something about it when she walked into the living room and saw a pair of feet sticking up from the couch. They looked like a woman's feet. She hoped they were a woman's feet!
She had to go through the living room to get to the hall that led to the bedrooms. She held her breath and tiptoed through quickly, hoping her father wouldn't see her. She didn't want to disturb him. Or his lady friend. She had experienced an interruption a couple of times and knew how frustrating it could be.
She stopped in the hall and looked back. She should have gone directly to her bedroom without passing go and collecting two hundred dollars. One look, and she couldn't leave. She stood back in the hall, in the shadows, so she could see without being seen.
Keith stared at Gina's hairy seam and the pinkish brown lips stretched around his dick. She bucked up, pushing her tight sheath onto his shaft. He grabbed her lush hips and snapped his hips forward. She moaned out loud. He thrust again and buried his cock completely, filling her to the brim.
"God, your cock is so fucking big!" she gasped. "I swear, it reaches all the way up to my belly button."
"You're a fine piece of ass," he panted "So tight! So hot and juicy. A real hot bitch!"
If her daddy's dick was so big, Heather wished she could see it. The outlandish thought shocked her. She had never had any sexual feelings for her father. At least she didn't think she had!
Keith pulled back slowly and watched Gina's pussy lips cling to his cock as it emerged from her hole. He held the knobby head of his dick just inside her sheath, savoring the feel of her pussy.
She wiggled her hips. "Come on, darling!" she whimpered. "Don't tease me. Fuck me!"
He shoved his long prong in hard, and her big tits jiggled.
"Yeah, that's the way," she murmured. "Fuck me hard! Really pound my cunt!"
He fondled her pliant tits and fucked her the way she wanted. His thrusts were deep and hard and often, rocking her under the fast pace of his hard-driving dick.
Her face glowed with pleasure. The head of his cock rubbing her G spot felt wonderful. Each time he thrust into her, she got hotter and wetter. His thick, rampaging prick filled her chock full. Juice oozed from her hot crack and dribbled over the cheeks of her ass.
He hammered her tight sheath with the diligence of a machine—a power-packed fucking machine. A deep flush covered his face. His chest heaved with exertion. A churning knot in his belly warned him that he was close to dumping his load into this stranger's lovely snatch. Releasing her tits, he slid his hands down to her crotch. He thrust two fingers between her cunt lips and agitated her love button.
"Dear God, that's wonderful!" she moaned. "You really know how to fuck!"
He thrust faster and massaged her erect clit with a furious motion. Her tits bobbed and swayed in time with his thrusts. She panted heavily. Her lovely face burned with ecstasy. She grunted from the force of his thrust and finished her own climb up the golden stairs. She bucked and screwed her hips around as she went over the top with a loud wail.
His balls swelled. His gut twisted in knots. With one last mighty heave, he slammed into her cunt as hard as he could go and held his groin tight against hers.
"Don't put your cum in my pussy," she yelped. "Put it in my mouth!"
He grabbed a handful of hair and yanked her head up as he pulled his cock out of her. She opened her mouth wide and covered his knob. His cock erupted, pouring hot fuck cream down her throat. She reached into her crotch and flogged her clit as he coated her mouth and gullet with his milky essence.
My God, that's awesome, Heather thought feverishly.
Gina and Keith quivered and jerked and writhed until he was drained and her orgasm subsided. She sighed deeply and lay back. His dick slid out of her mouth and hung limp and red and shiny with her saliva.
"What a fantastic fuck!" he croaked.
"I told you that I wanted a drink of your cum," she giggled. "Next time, maybe we can go to one of those tawdry little motels with a big water bed and mirrors all over the place. I like to watch myself when I fuck."
"You're something else," he said.
"On one condition. We've talked about husbands and daughters all we're going to. I don't want to hear about your job or what you did on your summer vacation. I won't be your confidant or mother confessor or paramour. I have no intention of getting personally involved with you."
"Isn't fucking kind of personal?"
"No. I'm a first-class piece of ass, and you're a big cock. If you can handle that, we'll fuck until we get tired of each other."
"I can handle that," he said.