Chapter 4
Sandra opened her legs slightly and swayed up between his knees. She watched his hand slide up between her thighs with lusty eyes. He cupped her fleshy mound tenderly. She shuddered with elation and hunched her cunt forward.
"Mmmmmm, your hand feels good," she sighed.
His pussy finger eased slowly into her cunt. The hot flesh in her channel fluttered frantically. She thrust forward harder, breathing unevenly. Her nipples immediately swelled until they looked like the end of her little finger. She had been looking forward to this ever since he scared her half to death with that hand-held cannon.
"Oooooo," she moaned. "Very much of that, and I'll cum!"
"Do you fuck a lot, Sandra?"
She wiggled her cunt on his thrusting finger and hunched her hips harder. "Now who wants a blow-by-blow description?" she gasped.
"We'll get to the blowing part later," he quipped. "Answer me."
"Yes! As often as I can. I love to fuck." She moaned deep in her chest when the tip of his finger touched the ultra-sensitive spot in top of her love tunnel. "Oh, my! You know a lot about women. Not many men know about a G spot."
"That's their problem," he replied. "The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were a sensual woman. You have such a strong sexual aura. I knew we were going to fuck."
"Mmmmmm, so did I."
"Nice snug pussy," he muttered. He extended his thumb and put the ball on her clit. He rolled the large stud gently, sending new, sharper twinges of delight through her body. "Very nice indeed! Fucking you is going to be a genuine pleasure."
"Then do it!" she gasped.
"Oh, there's no hurry, darling. Why don't you cum this way first? Tell me what you do when you don't have a cock available. Do you get yourself off?"
"Oh, yes! I've got a good supply of vibrators. I prefer a cock, though."
"A finger is gratifying, too, if it's used properly. I want you to cum for me now."
Sandra breathed hard and began to hunch his finger harder. She didn't have any choice. Wonderful sensations were already gathering, concentrating in the core of her pleasure center. She put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself and began to fuck his finger even faster.
She stared into his dark eyes, her own eyes mere slits as her passion built. She let herself go and her sex gun fired immediately.
Her sudden screams of joy seemed to startle him. He concentrated on her G spot, rubbing it gently. She came so hard that her knees turned to water. He pulled her shapely ass into his lap. He withdrew his finger from her cunthole and began to agitate her clit.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and plastered her mouth to his as another orgasm ripped through her trembling body. Her tongue wiggled like a snake as it darted in and out of his mouth and licked the inside of his cheeks.
He frigged her clit expertly, driving her through her second orgasm. He eased up only when her body stopped jerking.
"I like a woman who cums a lot," he said softly. "Women who think it's all over as soon as they climax the first time turn me off."
Sandra moaned with contentment. Her head fell back and rested on his shoulder. She kissed the side of his neck, then flicked the tip of her tongue over his skin. His stiff prick stuck up between her thighs, right in front of her slit. The head brushed the inside of her thigh as she moved.
He stuck his finger back in her hole, then lifted it to her lips. She reached down and rubbed the head of his dick against the hairy lips of her twat as his finger slid between her lips. She sucked his finger clean, then turned her mouth up for another kiss.
He chuckled knowingly, then kissed her lips and ran his tongue into her mouth. She sucked his tongue the way she had sucked his finger. Burning lust consumed her. He could have told her to stand on her head in the corner so he could eat her pussy, and she would have gladly complied.
He held her in his arms and stood up. He turned around and put on her on the bed on her back. Her legs flopped open immediately, spreading wide, exposing her red-furred cunt to his view.
He got on his knees between her thighs. He lifted her ass high and stuffed a pillow under it, elevating her lower body. Her tits stood up from her chest, firm and proud, the nipples fully erect. He stared at the large mounds, his eyes shining with appreciation, as he gently caressed the inside of both thighs. His hands traveled across her taut, trembling tummy, and up to her swollen tits. He kneaded them firmly and tweaked her tender nipples.
His other hand slid into her crotch and a finger entered her puffy, wet cunt again. He began to pump his finger in and out of her oily hole easily and roll her clit with his thumb, coaxing her toward the heavenly peak once more.
She felt the glorious feeling in her clit first. The sensation quickly spread through her pelvis like molten lava. Her body began to vibrate. "Dear God, you're going to make me cum again!" she wailed.
"Of course," he replied softly. "A woman can't have too many orgasms. Come on, you sexy wench! I want to watch you get off again!"
"God!" she whispered. "You'll wear me out before you ever put your cock in me!"
"like hell I will! I'm just getting you primed for a good fucking."
Her cunt began to contract exquisitely. Her screams announced the arrival of another climatic explosion. As she reached the height of passion, he plunged the large knob of his cock between her cunt lips. She screamed louder as his extraordinary, thick prick penetrated her. Her clit throbbed. Her nipples got harder. Her legs trembled.
Her ass lurched up, driving her cunt onto his long, thick love lance. He pinned her ass to the pillow so she couldn't fuck back at him. She could only wiggle her ass, quiver and cum.
The hot churning of her cunt, the heavenly spasms of her tightly stretched sex sheath, sent her soaring to new heights of erotic thrills. She wailed and bucked and jerked. Her tits heaved and bounced. Intense thrills raced up her legs and down from her tits, and met in the middle, at her tensing, pulsating clit.
He held her down with his cock as she floated in a daze of sensual relief. Her cunt went wild around his cock, clasping and sucking furiously. He leaned over and drew a thick, distended nipple into his mouth. She sank her nails into his shoulders and shook with lust. He sucked on her erect milk bud and pumped his cock in and out of her cunt with long, slow strokes.
"God, did I ever cum!" she gasped. "You're great!"
"Only one of many orgasms you'll have before we're finished," he muttered around her nipple. "You cum with such vigor. You really do like to fuck."
"I told you that I do!" she whispered, her voice shaken and uneven. "You're mean. I like to move my ass when I fuck, and you held me down."
"We'll get to that later, dear. You're all I thought you would be. You're going to cum some more for me, aren't you?"
"Oh, yes! Tell me, when you were holding that gun on me, would you really have shot me?"
"It wasn't even loaded."
"Maybe so, but that barrel looked as big around as your cock!"
He laughed and his prick tensed. Sweet aftershocks bathed her loins and tightened her cuntal mouth. He pulled his cock out of her and knelt between her legs.
She lifted her head and looked at his prick, all wet and shiny with her pussy juice. The foreskin had peeled back in her tight cunt. She wondered how he had stuffed such a huge knob into her tiny cunt so easily.
"I've never had a cock as big as yours," she said.
"You took it easily enough," he replied. "You're built for fucking."
Impulsively, she doubled over and licked his slick dick, tasting her own pussy. She sucked the head into her mouth and began to gobble it avidly. He pushed her away gently.
"Not yet, dear," he said. "I don't want to shoot my load too soon."
"Oh, I wouldn't want that!" she teased, then giggled. "Use your hands again, or your mouth. Anything!"
"Well, I've never tried my big toe. Think you can get off on that?" He grinned and caressed her pussy, teasing around her clit.
Spontaneously, she burst out laughing, kindling a deeper warmth between them. He joined her. She felt very strongly about this big, expert pussy artist. She wanted as much of him as she could get. And not just tonight. He had already brought her off several times, and his cock was still hard and ready. He hadn't eaten her pussy, and she hadn't sucked his cock! His amazing control matched his technique.
She stared at him, wondering if she could keep up with him and keep her sanity. She had never met a man so concerned about her pleasure, who almost demanded that she get her fill of orgasms before he gave her his cum.
A couple of men she had fucked since being widowed accused her of having a man's outlook on sexual pleasure: take what she wanted and run. She replied that men did it all the time, so why should they chastise her for doing the same thing?
The men she knew were selfish when it came to really pleasing a woman. They could fuck a woman and forget her name thirty minutes later. As long as the woman had a cunt, nothing else mattered.
She felt sure that David was different. No man went to all the trouble, took the care he did, without really caring about his partner. He paid attention to her whole being, not just her cunt. He could probably name and describe every woman he had fucked in the past ten years! And not because he had fucked so few of them, either!
He leaned down and began to lick her nipples. She reached for his cock and he moved away. She lay back and let him do as he pleased. Her body felt fuller, more sensual than ever before. Her nipples felt so damned good. He licked and sucked, then drew the whole pointed cone of her tit into his mouth and tongued her tender, sensitive flesh.
He slowly licked lower, across her gently rounded stomach, down to her red-haired snatch. She opened her thighs wide and angled her cunt up for easier sucking.
He rubbed the tip of his nose through the dense tangle of soft red curls of her bush and kissed her fleshy clitoral hood. His tongue gently spread the upper end of her slit and tickled the engorged button. He put his lips around the long, hard nubbin and coaxed it out of its hood by sucking lightly. Delightful shivers of anticipation rippled through her loins and her thighs trembled. Her clit tingled and tensed as it popped up between his lips.
"Oh, David!" she squealed. "That feels wonderful!"
She felt his finger going lightly up and down her crack. The tip stopped at her sopping hole. It dipped in quickly, retreated, then began to slide in and out, going deeper each time. The walls of her cunt fluttered. Her legs began to draw back, opening her crotch wider. He began to suck and finger-fuck her slowly, taking her swiftly toward the crest again.
"Damn, you're good!" she cried with a sudden rush of breath. "You're going to make me cum again!"
Her clit was ready. She hunched her cunt at his mouth, silently begging him to bring her off. And, still, he dallied with her cunt and clit. She had never done it better herself when she watched her sex movies and got herself off with a variety of her toys.
His tongue felt like a small, very active vibrator on her clit. She liked to gradually build toward orgasm. He was doing it better than she could, better than anyone had ever done her.
"Oh, please!" she wailed. Her whole body tensed for the onslaught of her climax. She knew this one was going to be terrific! "Get me off!"