Chapter 8
Roxy giggled and flashed a bright smile at Carmen as she set their plates on the table and went away again.
"Wiggle your finger, darling," she breathed. "Ahhhhhh, feels good." She shook her head, then picked up her knife and fork. "We'd better eat before our food gets cold, darling."
"Well, I know something that isn't cold!" He withdrew his finger and reached for his knife and fork.
"Be real naughty and put your finger in your mouth," she whispered hotly, staring at his wet finger. "Taste me, remind yourself of what you're going to have for dessert."
She caressed his hand lovingly as she guided his finger to his mouth and he sucked it, then looked at his wife, at the beautiful, sexy young woman he was beginning to think he hardly knew. Boldly, right there in public, he pulled her head toward him and kissed her passionately.
"Let's act like the shepherd and get the flock out of here," he growled.
"Oh, what an awful pun," she giggled. "Let's just eat fast. I skipped lunch, and I'm famished. You don't want me to fuck on an empty stomach, do you?"
He knew when he was defeated. He picked up his knife and fork and attacked his food.
She finished eating first. She stuffed his cock back in his pants and said, "Pay the bill and let's go, darling. I want you to fuck me until I can't move."
Her bawdy words seared his brain, and he signaled Carmen with a wild wave.
"No dessert tonight?"
Roxy gave Carmen a bright smile. "Yeah, but not until later," she quipped.
Larry settled the bill and escorted Roxy outside. The cool night air wafted under her short dress and made her pussy tingle, and she shivered.
He put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Cold?"
"No," she said softly, "my panties are in your coat pocket, and the air is cool against my pussy." She giggled like a schoolgirl. "Aren't I terrible?"
"Risque is more like it." He hugged her against his side. "That's just one of the things I like about you."
She pulled her blouse down the instant she got in the truck, and just for good measure, pulled her skirt up to the top of her lush thighs. She thought her tits and legs were a lot better than Annabelle Lake's, and she intended to make sure he knew it. She pulled his head down and lifted her tits to his mouth, and he kissed her nipples, then went around the truck. When he got in, she turned toward him, put her left knee on the seat and leaned back against the car door.
"Darling," she said innocently, "will it distract you if I play with my pussy? I don't want you to run into something."
"I ran into something when I met you," he quipped.
She smiled seductively. "Are you complaining? I just want to get my pussy nice and juicy for you." She sounded as if her action was the most natural thing in the world, like she didn't understand why he didn't think so.
"That's like pouring a box of salt in the ocean to make it saltier. When I put my finger in you in the restaurant, you were wet enough to drown a fish. And so damn slick I thought I had put my finger in a bottle of warm oil by mistake."
"I'll give you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation if you drown," she said teasingly, feeling audacious and brazen. "Take your cock out and let me look at it while I rub my clit."
"I can't open the zipper with one hand."
She unzipped his pants and hauled out his cock, gave the head a quick kiss, then sat back and began to tease her clit again. She smiled and licked her lips, already imagining how much fun it was going to be to ride his cock.
"Are you going to cum?"
"I know how much you like to watch me jack off, but we'd better wait. That would distract you, and I don't want you paying more attention to me than your driving."
He glanced at her, let his eyes drift quickly up and down her nearly naked body. "When a certain alluring young lady who-likes to show off her abundant charms wormed her way into my life, I had no idea it would change so much."
"You've got the worm," she giggled, "and what a fine worm it is. You didn't really think I was going to let you get away, did you, after I found out that Mother Nature gave you the key to the kingdom?" She stuck her tongue out and wiggled it vigorously, then giggled again.
"You have an oral fixation."
"Speaking of which, I'm going to suck you off and drink your cum in a little while. Let's not go straight home. I want to go up on the bluff, where we parked the first time you fucked me."
"Okay, you got it."
"Am I the only girl you've ever brought up there and fucked?" She didn't know why the thought there might have been others excited her, but it did.
"Yep, the one and only," he replied.
"It wouldn't matter if I wasn't the first, but I like the idea of making it our special place."
She was out of her clothes by the time he parked the Bronco and set the brake.
"Damn, you look so sexy in a garter belt and hose. You shocked the hell out of me in that restaurant. What am I going to do with you?"
"Fuck me as often as I want," she giggled.
"I don't know if that's possible."
She grabbed his cock and licked the head, then kissed him with enough passion to set the woods on fire. He pushed his pants down and she straddled him and lowered her ass slowly, sinking his prick into her inch by wonderful inch.
"Oh, fuck, darling, what a fantastic cock," she cried. She felt so good, so horny and raunchy, had to have his terrific cock in her to the balls.
"You have the hottest cunt I've ever known," he groaned.
"Fes," she hissed, wiggling blissfully on his long prick, "I'm one big hot cunt!" She felt marvelous with her pussy stuffed so full of cock.
He put his hands on her hips and urged her to go a little faster and muttered, "You really like cock, don't you?"
"Ohhh, God, yes, darling! I just can't get enough! I want to fuck all the time!" She sucked her breath in sharply. "Hang on, darling, I'm going to shoot for the stars!"
She put her hands behind his head and stuck her tits in his face and he licked her nipples. She slammed her cunt down hard on his prick and it was so big and went so deep, she could feel it all the way up her belly. She wiggled a few times, and started cumming.
She hunched and twisted and bucked, riding his prick tumultuously, and monumental jolts of supreme rapture shot up her spine. Her orgasm ebbed and her movements became less pronounced, then she sat still, lingering tingles of pleasure rippling through her body.
"Boy, I went off like a horny jack rabbit," she giggled. "I really needed your cock, baby. I started having small orgasms as soon as I got on your cock. You could have fucked me on the table right there in the restaurant, and I wouldn't have cared. Every time I think about getting your cock in me, and I think about it a lot, I get a little crazy. I probably shouldn't tell you, but any time you want me to do something, anything, just stick your cock in me, and I won't be able to refuse." She wiggled her ass and looked at him with a puzzled expression. "You didn't cum."
"You jacked me off in the restaurant, remember."
"Yeah, but you're always good for more than one shot a night."
"You said you were going to suck me off and drink my cum. Well, there's no time like the present."
"Oh, thank you, darling, I'm so thirsty for a good drink of your cum."
"You're wild," he muttered.
She stared between her legs and lifted her ass slowly, cooing happily to herself as his long love wand slid out of her hot sheath, glistening with her love juice. She bent over his lap, swallowed nearly half of his stem, wrapped her hand around the thick shaft and pumped like mad. For the first time, she was aware of the taste of her pussy, and it inflamed her senses. She wished he had two cocks so she could fuck and suck him at the same time. Her tongue played over his prick, lapping up the savory, salacious liquid as she swallowed him. Her tightly clenched fist flew and up and down his shaft and her head bobbed up and down rapidly as she gobbled his prick with licentious, gluttonous greed.
Fucking her had brought him to the brink, and after only a few moments of her avid sucking and hard pumping, his prick swelled and began spewing.
His jism spurted into her mouth, thick and slippery, and she pumped and sucked like a powerful siphon, filling her mouth with his rich essence. She gulped and swallowed as his cock nectar slid down her throat, and it tingled so pleasantly all the way down to her stomach. She emptied his prick of every drop and sucked some more, simply because his cock felt so good in her mouth.
She sat up, her lips sticky with his spunk, and kissed him passionately. "I love the taste of your cum, darling."
"You're wild," he repeated.
"Take me home where you can fuck me properly, and I'll show you just how wild I feel tonight."
She stayed naked on the way home, playing idly in her pussy to keep his interest primed and giving him a sight men seldom get to see.
"Darling, if I did let another girl go down on me, would it change the way you feel about me? Would you think I'm perverted?"
"Heavens, no! How could I ask you to do something, then think you're perverted because you did?"
"Well, I just wanted to be sure. What would you do? I know you would watch, that's the whole point, but would you fuck her?"
"I don't know. I haven't thought about it."
"Well, I assume she and I would be naked, and I don't see how you could sit there looking at her naked body, watching her lick my pussy and not get pretty excited and want to fuck, so would you want to fuck her."
"I could fuck you."
"And what about her? I know eating my pussy would get her turned on. Am I supposed to lend her a vibrator and tell her to get herself off while she watches us fuck? That wouldn't be very fair."
"Well, suppose she didn't do it with guys?"
"Darling, I have zero experience about such things, but I don't think a lesbian would come home with us and let you watch her lick my pussy. Are you stringing me along because you're afraid to tell me the truth?"
"No, I honestly haven't thought it through. What if you ate her pussy? She wouldn't be left out then."
"I was wondering when you'd get around to suggesting that," she chuckled. "If you fucked me and not her, she would still be left out. I know if I agreed to let a guy watch me eat his wife, I'd feel left out if he fucked her and not me.
"If your best friend asked you to eat her out and let her husband watch, would you do it?"
"I'm married, darling, and married girls don't do those things."
"Oh, lots of married girls do those things," he laughed. "Okay, say you were single and not in a committed relationship, would you do it?"
"I was just citing an example, darling. Look at it this way, suppose you invited another guy to do a trio with us, and I fucked him and not you, wouldn't you feel left out?"
"Do you want me to invite another guy to do a trio with us?"
"I'm just citing examples, darling, and you're being difficult.
"Believe it or not, sweetheart, I don't think I have all the answers," he said. "Maybe we can just pick up a girl, somebody like Carmen."
"No, if we do it, it will have to be a girl I know and trust and feel comfortable with, not some stranger."
"You told me that you don't know any girls who eat pussy."
"Yeah, you're right, I don't, so I guess this whole conversation was just a waste, an exercise of chasing our tails around a tree, like a silly puppy." She did know some, three of them from the gym, but not well enough to feel comfortable with them.
"Well, it wouldn't be a total waste if I chase your tail around the living room."