Chapter 4
Jacqui couldn't go home and face Larry. He was boring in bed. She had to admit it. While she was with him, feeling his hard, hot cock slipping into her cooze, it didn't seem that bad. But now she realized there had to be more.
The lesbian lovemaking with Sandra had shown her sexual worlds beyond the narrow one with her husband. Jacqui licked her lips, as if she could still taste the buttered popcorn from the guy in the movie theater. That zipless fuck had been fabulous. No strings attached, just pure physical pleasure.
She had never thought she would enjoy something like that, but she had. The blonde tossed her hair back, pushing a few vagrant strands of the honey-blonde hair from her bright-blue eyes. What had the guy thought when she had come over to eat more than his popcorn?
If he was half as turned on as she had been, he was walking around with an erection thinking about it. She stopped outside her house and stared. Larry's car was still in the driveway. Did he even notice she'd been gone all night long?
She doubted it. And she wasn't about to fix breakfast for him. She got into her car, fumbled for the spare key, then drove off. Jacqui had no idea where she headed. Just around. So much tangled in her mind and confused her.
She liked it when she was with Larry, but knew it wasn't that good now that she had found other outlets for her rampaging sexuality. She had always been horny, but it had taken this long to catch up with her.
Wind whipped her hair and cooled her until the sun peaked up over the distant mountains. A breeze promising a hot day blew against her face. Without knowing she did it, Jacqui drove down toward the beach. As early as it was, dozens of people were already out. Some jogged, others roller-bladed, still others simply sat on benches and watched.
She parked and then perched her perky butt on the edge of a low stone wall. Jacqui had to count herself as among the watchers-and there was a lot to watch.
She had never really noticed all the chicks jogging along, their tits bouncing under thin T-shirts, before being with Sandra. Jacqui wondered how these fit, trim, shapely women would be in the sack. As good as Sandra? Better, Jacqui guessed. Their suntanned bodies were so strong, and they all moved so easily and well.
The beautiful blonde blinked when she saw him. The women in their jogging shorts and tight, thin T-shirts couldn't compete with that!
Jacqui felt her pussy begin to drool at the thought of having him slip between her legs, tormenting her pussy lips with the thick head of his cock, then plunging all the way up her cunt. How he would fuck! He was muscled like a weight lifter, but he moved like a track sprinter. Tall, sexy, tan, no shirt, his chest already sheened with sweat, he roller-bladed along with smooth, even strokes.
"Hi!" he said as he sped past her.
Jacqui was startled and even blushed, thinking he had somehow read her mind.
"Oh, hi!" she called. He kept blading on. Jacqui had felt a surge of desire, and now he was blading out of her life. "Wait a second!" she shouted, waving.
Jacqui jumped to the sidewalk and hurried after him, not sure what she was going to do or say. Just being near him set her pulse pounding. She felt the excited blood hammering into her nipples until they ached. Her pussy churned, and thick lubricating cooze juices leaked down her thighs.
She rubbed across her snatch, then stopped when she realized it left a wet spot on the crotch of her sweat suit pants.
Jacqui almost blushed again when she saw the guy had noticed it all.
"What can I do for you?" he asked. She stared up at him. He was taller than she'd thought.
"Other than just letting me look at you?" She reached out. Her fingers brushed over his broad chest and slid along, greased by his sweat. On impulse, she bent forward and licked his nipples.
"It's true what they say," he said, startled but obviously liking the attention of her mouth on his chest.
"What do they say?" she asked, moving closer.
"People are friendlier out here."
"People are also hornier out here," she said. Jacqui shrugged her shoulders and pulled her floppy sweatshirt down so he caught a glimpse of her heavy tits, naked and aching for a man's touch under the cotton fabric.
He looked around. "This is pretty public.
Out on the beach and all. The surfers will be out soon."
"Will that be all that's out?" she asked, her hands pressing into the bulge in his tight shorts. Squeezing, the sultry blonde felt his pecker begin shivering and shaking and hardening. She did not stop until he had a raging hard-on.
"That's getting mighty painful, trapped like it is," he said. "What a pity!"
She clawed at his chest and worked lower, her fingers catching the elastic band of his shorts. She jerked them down, got caught on his steely erection, then maneuvered the silky shorts past the tight muscles of his ass and down over his legs.
"Hey, I can get arrested. I'm mooning everyone out on the beach."
"Is getting arrested the worst that can happen?" she asked, going to her knees. Jacqui stroked over the pussy pleaser jutting from the man's groin. Then she kissed the tip. Lightly, softly, teasing with only the end of her tongue.
"So, bring on the cops," he said. He rolled away slightly, the wheels on his roller blades grinding against sand on the sidewalk. "It'll be worth spending time in jail!"
"I'll make sure it is," Jacqui promised.
Encouraged, she dived to her breakfast. Her lips curled around the purpled end of his pecker, then she took him entirely into her mouth. The rubbery end of his dork bounced off the roof of her mouth and then surged into her throat.
She had to rise off her knees, clutch at his steely buns and then turn her head slightly to get comfortable with the huge fuck-stick. Then Jacqui got into giving him head in a big way.
Swallowing caused her Adam's apple to bob up and down against the most sensitive part of his cock. She cradled the underside with her rough tongue, then wiggled it back and froth. He moaned and put his hands on her head.
"Back and forth," he said. "Let me face-fuck you!"
She let him guide her in the motion that turned him on the most. Her mouth acted like cunt lips, running up and down and all around him as he stroked in and out of her face. She sucked hard until her cheeks went concave with the strain.
Then she really showed him what she could do with a tasty hunk of man meat. Jacqui bobbed up and down faster and faster, her ruby lips circling him entirely. Her arms went around and found the half-moons of his ass cheeks, and she held on for dear life. He rocked and rolled delightfully, the roller-blades giving a new dimension to the blow job.
"I'm getting bent out of shape," he protested. "Your mouth if fantastic. But it feels like you're gonna pull my dick out by the roots!"
"That what you want?" she teased.
Before he could answer, she pulled his shaft of steely cock at a right angle to his groin. Then she used her fingers on the tight sac holding his balls. Stroking, teasing, tormenting, she did all she could to the hairy bag with his tumbling balls. Deep inside, she felt his nuts churning in the sticky white sea of semen.
The thought she was so close to that tasty flood made her suck even harder on the end of his cock. His prick jumped and jerked and then popped from Jacqui's mouth.
"What's wrong?" she asked. She slipped and sat down heavily on the sidewalk, her long legs stretched out in a wide V.
"Nothing," he said, panting. She thought he had been sweating from exertion before. The rising sun caught his body and turned him into a bronze god now. The mere sight of him caused her pussy to drool even more. She had to have him!
The sexy blonde grabbed and got a double handful of ass flesh. Pulling hard, she rolled him back toward her mouth. Then he slipped and fell toward her. Jacqui recoiled, falling flat on the concrete. It was as if he did a pushup over her face, and his cock slipped into her mouth.
She made mumbling sounds as she sucked and licked and did all she could to coax out the pearly cum boiling in his balls. Trying to stuff her tongue down the pinprick hole at the end of his pecker didn't work, but it excited both of them even more.
"Just lie there and take me in your mouth," he ordered. He was so firm, so masterfuland this was exactly what Jacqui wanted!
With his strong arms on the ground above her head, he spread his legs a bit and rolled back and forth on the roller blades. This in-and-out movement produced delightful sensations within the horny young blonde. His cock moved in and out as if he were fucking her.
She tried every trick she knew to return the pleasure. Jacqui knew she succeeded when he began moaning and grunting and rocking back and forth even faster. His cock had started out moving slowly against her lips. Now it was sliding in and out with deeper, more insistent strokes.
The trim blonde ran her tongue around in a big spiral, not missing a single square inch of his cock flesh. Then she had an idea that would get them both off in a big way.
"Here, here," she said, wiggling around under him as she pulled up her sweatshirt. Her tits flopped about on her chest like twin blobs of succulent jello. "Fuck them. Fuck my titties!"
She pressed the naked globes together to form a tiny cunt channel between them. He rolled away a little, then lowered his hairy balls onto her belly. His fiery length moved up slowly, slowly, then he slammed into the tightly held tit flesh, his cock surging through to the other side of the snowy white mountain.
Craning her neck, Jacqui got her lips up to the head of his cock poking through her soft white tits. She licked and tried to suck on the end, but then he moved back.
As if doing pushups, he used the roller-blades to carry himself in and out of her erotic passage of satiny boobs. He bent his knees, launched and rolled forward, his cock sliding easily into the tight passage so she could again lick and suck on the very end of his dick.
Over and over, he fucked, the erotic heat of every passage mounting along his hot cock.
Jacqui closed her eyes and let the warmth soak into her tits, into her chest, flood throughout her body. The usual motion of fucking turned her on in a big way-but this was different, so wonderfully different!
His cock rubbed on the insides of her tits, and she still got to suck on his pecker. She had the best of all worlds.
Except her pussy was so empty, so needy, so achingly vacant.
"Pussy," she sobbed out, barely able to speak because of her rising passions. "Stick it in my pussy. I need you fucking me!"
"I.. .am.. .fucking.. .you!" he grunted. He was too far gone to switch now.
Jacqui felt the already thick cock expanding every time it passed through the cunt formed by her warm, white mounds of tit flesh. It jerked and jumped and she knew when she trapped the tiny drop of bitter pre-cum at the tip of his cock, it wouldn't be long before he exploded.
Grunting, straining, he rolled and dipped and thrust and fucked himself harder and harder against her tits. The carnal heat caused by contact between his prick and her tits flooded into Jacqui's tensed body.
"I.. .I can't hold back," she choked out.
Just as her world exploded in mind-numbing orgasm, she felt his pecker jack up and slip from the tight passage of tit flesh she had created.
A gob of white-hot cum spattered on her face. She hungrily licked at it to get it off her cheek. The next spurt landed on her lips. like a woman deprived of sex for years, she arched her back and caught the end of his cock in her mouth. She sucked on him like a berserk vacuum cleaner.
He rocked back and forth faster and faster, getting as much stimulation as he could.
Jacqui gasped and got off again. It wasn't as powerful as the other cum, but it was better than she could ever remember with her husband.
And she had gotten off sucking a guy's cock while he roller bladed along the beach. Again, she had found someone whom she did not know-and they had both had the wildest sex of their lives!
"That was great," she said, hot, fevered blue eyes staring up at him. "My name's Jacqui."
"And I'm outta here!" he cried. He fumbled to pull up his shorts over his still half-erect cock, then he was flying away, his legs scissoring fast and his roller blades humming against the sidewalk.
Jacqui was stunned. She sat up, her elbows on the concrete as she tried to figure out why he had split like this. She had done him. The least he could do was eat her out. It would have been cool having a guy rolling back and forth so his mouth slipped all over her gooey cunt lips.
She shivered thinking what it would have been like having his tongue shoved all the way up her pussy.
Then Jacqui saw the cop. He wore shorts and carried his nightstick in a loop at his belt. The morning sun gleamed on his big gold badge. Standing not ten feet from where she had sucked off the guy on the roller blades, the cop simply stared at her.
"Good morning, Officer," she said. She pulled down her sweatshirt, taking her time doing it so he could get an even better look at her enormous titties.
"You all right?" he asked.
"I'm better than all right," she said.
"I thought so," the cop said. He walked past her, his eyes wide with appreciation. "Just don't let me catch you doing that again out here."
"Why not?"
"It'll scare the animals," he said. "Or give them ideas. We've got too many strays as it is."
With that, he walked on, occasionally looking over his shoulder at her.
Jacqui laughed and perched on the low cinder block wall near the beach. Her entire body felt like a taut string ready to be plucked. She had loved sucking off the guy, but it wasn't the end. It was only the start.
And Jacqui knew she would never be content to going back to her husband's bed. This was too much fun!