Chapter 18
Maggie opened the door and gave Newkirk a big smile. "Hi. Come on in."
"You're taking a big chance answering the door in your undies," he said as he eyed her skimpy bra and thong panties.
"Marcia said she invited you over. Besides, I checked you out through the peephole. She had to run some errands. She'll be back soon, but she won't mind if we start without her."
"You don't waste any time, do you?"
Maggie grinned mischievously. "You didn't come over here to ask me about police procedures. Marcia said she fucked you in the pool last night and asked you to come over tonight and fuck both of us. Why waste time?"
She moved up close to him and turned her mouth up for a kiss. He held her by the shoulders and looked into her lust-filled eyes. He caressed her lips with the tip of his tongue, then put his lips to hers. Her sensuous lips came alive against his. She opened her mouth and his tongue quickly entered and began exploring.
Maggie stepped back, drew a deep breath and laughed lightly. "Whew, you sure know how to kiss."
"So do you," he said softly. "Meeting you and your sexy roommate was worth the beating I got that night."
"Then why didn't you come back sooner?"
"As I told Marcia, I've been chasing a damn cat burglar. I have to do my job. You can't hold that against me."
"Well, I guess it isn't fair of us to hold it against you, is it?"
"What I most want you to hold against me is your fantastic body," he quipped, grinning.
"Ouch," she teased. "Your puns are terrible."
"I'm a cop, not a writer of wit."
She put her head on his shoulder and rubbed his crotch. She felt his cock stir ever so gently. Being with a sexy man she knew to be a creative and attentive lover gave her a special feeling of contentment, with a generous measure of anticipation stirred in. She put both arms around his neck and melted into his arms. He cupped her buttocks and pulled her crotch up tight. His hands felt hot against her bare ass cheeks.
He kissed her again. She gurgled into his mouth, a naughty sound that expressed precisely how she felt, and ground her prominent mound against his cock. She felt wanton and mischievous and hornier than a Texas steer.
She held him in an aggressive embrace and kissed him exuberantly, hungrily, without inhibition. She tried to shove her tongue all the way down his throat. He fondled her sumptuous bare ass and pulled her lower tummy against his cock as he returned her kiss with equal fervor.
"God damn," he breathed, licking her lips tenderly. "You're really hot tonight."
"Champagne really turns me on," she answered sultrily. "After two or three glasses, I'm ready to fuck the whole world. I drank about half a bottle while I waited for you to come over and pretend you're the whole world."
"I'll bring along a case of the stuff next time," he laughed.
"Tell me what you're going to do to me!" she whispered, darting her tongue in and out of his mouth.
"Why don't I start by licking you inside and out and see where that leads?" he teased.
She kissed him passionately. "I love being licked," she said breathlessly.
He unsnapped her bra and pushed the straps off her shoulders. She kept her lips glued to his and released one arm at a time to let him get her bra off. He forced one hand between their bodies and began to fondle her pretty tits. Without breaking their torrid kiss, she began to back toward the bedroom. He put his hands on her lush hips and guided her. A small bedside lamp gave the bedroom just the right amount of light for a sexy setting.
Maggie felt the back of her legs hit the bed and released her powerful arm-lock and broke the kiss. She sat down and cut her eyes up at him with a flirtatious look. "Is your tongue in good form tonight?"
He stuck his tongue all the way out and waggled it at her. "What do you think? The way you came at me gave it extra strength."
"Are you saying I acted like a wanton woman?"
"Yes. And you know it."
"Sure, but a girl-likes to know her efforts were noticed," she giggled.
"You're something else," he laughed. He began to undress, tossing his clothes helter-skelter as he tore them off.
She stripped off her panties and tossed them at him. "You'd better believe it, baby!" She rotated on her ass and lay back on the bed with her legs open and her arms folded under her head to lift and accentuate her tits.
He stood upright with his hands on his hips. His potent prick rose proudly out of the abundant brown hair covering his groin, pulsating with his heartbeat. Gazing lovingly at her sensual body made his blood burn as it raced through his veins.
"Fabulous," he whispered reverently, surveying her with a detective's eye. "When you're fifty, your body will be as breathtaking as it is now."
"You say the nicest things," she murmured. She took a deep breath and arched her back slightly, lifting her tits a little higher, accenting them a little more.
He lay down on his side, facing her. She turned to face him and reached for his cock. She ran her hand all over the implement, trying to deduce its configuration by touch instead of sight. She gave up with a deep sigh of resignation.
"That didn't sound like a sigh of contentment," Newkirk said.
"I didn't get a chance to really look at your cock the night Marcia and I rescued you. I played with it and sucked it and rode it, but I don't know how it's shaped. I was trying to tell by feel alone, but I can't."
"So? That still doesn't explain the sigh."
"Fucking and sucking a cock with a beautifully shaped head really gets to me."
"I don't recall that I left you unsatisfied that night," he said, feeling a little defensive. "You didn't look at my tongue closely, either, but you liked the way it felt in your pussy."
"That isn't what I mean, baby. I can't explain exactly what I mean."
"Maybe you'd better not look at it," he said. "You might decide you don't like it and kick me out of bed. Then I'd just have to wait for Marcia to come home and fuck her solo again."
"Oh, baby, don't be silly! Of course I won't kick you out of bed. Not right now, anyway," she giggled. "I need to fuck as badly as you do. I'm not saying I won't like fucking you as much as I did that night, or that I won't cum as well as I did then. I just want to take a close look at your cock."
"Whatever pleases you," he said. He wiggled around so the pool of light from the small lamp fell across his groin. She rolled over, sat by his hip and peered raptly at his rampant rod for a few moments.
"Want a magnifying glass?" he quipped.
"Not hardly, baby! Anyone who couldn't see this big thing with the naked eye is blind." She ran the tip of her forefinger around the bulging ridge at the base of the head. "Outstanding," she muttered. She wrapped her fist around the bare knob and rotated her hand. "Ummm, sensational. It's sculpted just the way I knew it had to be."
"I'm glad you like it. It's the only one I've got."
"I adore it," she whispered affectionately. Bending over, she kissed the tip of the sensitive flesh, then ran her tongue all the way around the head. "I always cum when I have a cock in me, and you made me cum so fucking hard the other night." She kissed his cockhead again, then leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. "I believe you said something about licking me inside and out."
"You can go right ahead with what you're doing. I don't mind."
"I'll suck you later, baby." Her ardor was running in high gear. Being in bed with a sexy guy, naked and ready to fuck, felt wonderful. "Maybe I'll even use the way you lick me as an example of how well I'll suck your cock."
"As I remember, the one time you sucked me, you did a superb job."
He pushed her onto her back and got on his knees. She thought his promise to lick her inside and out was just talk. She expected him to lick her nipples, as most guys did, then dive into her pussy and begin chowing down.
He straddled her thighs without putting any weight on her legs. His cock lay along the silky flesh of her inner thighs and the head nestled into the thick thatch of blonde hair covering her crotch. He bent down and brushed the tip of his tongue along each side of her neck, then up her throat.
She realized he indeed meant to lick her all over. She surrendered blissfully. "You wacky, kinky bastard," she giggled happily. "I love it!" The unique experience made her nipples tighten and her pussy tingle. Goose bumps rose all over her body. Her insides became a quivering mass of thrilling sensations.
Newkirk licked across her left shoulder, down the top of her arm with long, light strokes of his tongue. He licked the underside of her arm, her armpit, and onto her chest. Between her tits. He swirled his tongue over her left nipple, widening the circle, leaving rings of glistening saliva around her fleshy globe. He went to her right shoulder and repeated the process, ending up at the base of her right tit.
He went down her body, zeroing in on the indentation of her belly button. He rimmed the diminutive hole, making more goose bumps pop up on her belly. He licked her hips, her thighs, and all the way to her toes.
He crossed her ankles and pushed gently and she instinctively rolled over. He treated her body like a smorgasbord, patiently savoring every part of it, showing a sincere fondness for every curve and hollow and swell. She had never experienced anything so delightful.
He tickled the soles of her feet and the backs of her knees with the tip of his wiggly tongue.
When he reached the swell of her ass, he startled her by pulling the alluring cheeks apart and licking her asshole. She almost jumped out of her skin. No one had ever treated her to such a kinky pleasure. She loved it!
He licked and nibbled his way up her spine. When he reached the base of her neck, she lifted herself onto her elbows and let her head drop forward. He brushed her wild mane of hair away from the nape of her neck and licked there.
"Now," he whispered in her ear, "I will tickle your belly button. From the inside! "
Her breath escaped in a sibilant hiss. She started to turn over again. He put one hand in the middle of her back and pushed her back down on her stomach. He slid down between her legs, pushed her onto her knees and spread her buttocks. He began to lick her from the top of her slit to the bottom of the cleft between her ass cheeks.
Maggie wailed. Not in pain, but pleasure. The unexpected assault of his tongue on her pussy and ass from the rear thrilled her to the core. She had never had a cock up her ass, but at that moment he could have rammed his cock in her back door and she would have thanked him profusely.
She felt like a minx in heat, titillated in the most remote nerve in her body. She didn't know how much more of the unique stimulation she could take before she went crazy. But it would be fun to find out. What woman in her right mind would call a halt to such exceptional, mind-blowing loving?
Newkirk rolled onto his back and stuck his head between her legs. He pulled her drenched pussy down to his mouth, held her hips in a firm grasp, and rolled her over onto her back. He rose to his knees and pushed her legs nearly straight out from her hips.
"There is no more tantalizing sight in the world than a naked woman lying on her back with her legs spread wide open," he murmured. He caressed the inside of her thighs. "like the finest silk," he said with unfeigned adoration. He ran his hands over her protuberant, hairy mound. Peeled her nether lips apart and studied the succulent pink furrow. "Your pussy is gorgeous. I'm glad you don't cut off half of the hair, the way a lot of women do now."
"And you know about a lot of women, do you?" she quipped, thrilled by having her legs spread so wide and her pussy examined so closely.
He bent over and ran his tongue through her juicy gash. "Enough," he said.
Maggie flexed her knees, planted her feet and tilted her pussy up. Every fiber of her being thirsted for the rewarding caress of his cunning tongue.
He licked her pussy as thoroughly as he licked her body. He took particular delight in teasing her turgid clit, pushing it up and down and from side to side under his tongue.
"Ooohhh, baby!" she whimpered. "What you're doing to me! My God, I feel like I'm coming apart! I'm going to cum, baby! I'm going to cum!"
Her chest heaved as she fought for air. Her mind reeled, inexorably losing the battle to hold onto some semblance of lucidity. She had been on the verge of a mind-bending orgasm for what seemed like an eternity. Something had to give. As she said, she felt as if she was going to come apart at the seams.