Chapter 2

Belinda lowered her crotch onto his towering cock, going down slowly, taking him into her cunt inch by inch until she had buried his whole massive prick up her hole. Her twat was stuffed full of dickmeat and the labia sucked on his belly and balls, stuck to him like a limpet.

She held that full, deep penetration for a long moment, thrilling to the wondrous feeling of being brimful of seething prick and letting him savor the joy of having every inch of his vibrant cock buried in her hot pussy.

Then she began to ride him.

Her thighs tensed, lifting her snizz up his shaft until only the head remained stuck up her hole. Her cuntal lips sucked on that swollen slab.

Then she went down again, all the way, feeding his stiff staff to her box to the very root.

Tony fell into the rhythm.

He humped up from the bed as she came down, then drew his loins back as she rose up, so that they were gliding with one another in a counterpointal tempo. Her twat was well oiled by her juices, making their bodies slide together fluidly. But then she began to work her cuntal muscles. Her pussy clung to him, clutching, the concentric rings tightening in sequence up his stalk so that it felt as if she had a hand inside her vagina, masturbating him inside her belly.

His cock was so hot that it hissed as it ran up her wet hole, like a red-hot iron dipped in a tub.

Her head switched from side to side, her golden hair cascading around her face; she bit her lower lip; her eyes closed, fluttered open and closed again as she was swept along on the tide of passion. She shifted slightly, positioning herself so that the full length of his dick ran over her fiery clitoris as he plowed up her sexual depths.

Tony plunged up with vigor, banging the dork to her, his balls jamming against her crotch and ass, his belly slapping against her mount of Venus. His great schlong filled her chock-a-block full so that it acted like a pump, pumping the cunt juice out of her and soaking his belly and thighs and balls with the overflowing jizz.

Belinda began to moan and whimper.

Whatever the reason for this visit, she had not deceived him when she told him she had been horny, as that was highly evident. Her pussy was melting around his pork like a wax candle around a burning wick.

"I'm coming...." she gasped.

He felt her pussy cream.

The flow washed over his nuts and seeped down between his legs in a sticky pool.

She gasped and faltered; her movements became erratic for a moment and a contented smile shifted on her lips. Then, without pausing or disengaging for a moment, she began to ride his prick with renewed vigor.

One orgasm had only whetted her appetite.

Tony was glad that he had a hangover that would prolong his own climax.

His hands slid down from her jugs and clamped over her hips, holding them as if they were the handles of her pelvis, moving her from side to side so that they were corkscrewing together and her hole was twisting around on his stalk like a soft, velvet wringer.

She leaned forward and her face came to his; they kissed, lips brushing together, then parted as she stabbed her heated tongue into his mouth.

He sucked on it lovingly.

When her tongue withdrew, his own licker followed, slipping into her mouth and intertwining with hers like two serpents mating in a moist cavern.

She came again, panting right into his mouth.

Then she rose again, arching her back and thrusting her belly and tits out and continuing to ride his prick, her ardor not at all diminished by her climax.

Tony began to gasp as his own orgasm built toward the heights. His balls were threatening to explode and his cock had swelled up so much that it seemed as if he might push her hipbones out of joint ... it was driving so far up her insides that he would not have been surprised to see the purple head come out of her mouth.

Sensing that his climax was fast approaching, the oversexed blonde began to corkscrew down on his dong with renewed effort, humping faster and faster, her juicy ass fairly flying up and down as he fed prick to her pussy and shoveled the load up her like a stoker to a furnace.

"Come!" she wailed.

Her cunt drove down, clutching and sucking at his joint, wringing and pulling and dragging along every inch of his smoking dick as she sought to bring him off.

"Come ... come in me ... I want to feel your hot gism spurt into my womb...."

Tony grated his teeth. His eyes rolled wildly from side to side and his chest heaved up and down in tempo with his humping haunches.

Cupping his swollen balls, Belinda squeezed, as if she wanted to force his cum out by the pressure.

Tony howled like a beast in torment.

He drove up frantically, slamming his meatpole into her gash as his testicles erupted. The thick sap rushed up his log and burst volcanically from his cockhead.

"Ohhh!" she wailed, feeling that thick, hot geyser fill her quim.

She started to come again, her cuntal juice gushing out to mix with his spunk.

Long waves of lust passed across her belly and rushed up her trembling thighs, crashing together in the depths of her steaming twat.

She was going off like a machine gun, each electric thrill followed by another, each wave rippling upon the one before with such immediacy that they blended into one prolonged, sustained sensation of ecstasy.

Tony blew a second wad of his spunk up her hole, drew back, banged in and poured yet a third mighty load into her creaming cunt, coming with such dynamic force that her lithe loins were buffeted by his boiling jet, and his buns were jammed back into the soft mattress on the recoil.

His fourth spurt was weaker, his fifth was a mere trickle; his movements slowed, then ceased.

Belinda continued to writhe and squirm on his prick as she worked off the final spasms of her coming.

At long last, she was finished.

She looked down with a contented smile.

"Oh, I've missed your cock," she admitted.

She gave a tentative thrust of her hips.

Despite his mighty ejaculation, his penis was still standing like a firm tower up her hole.

That delighted the wanton woman.

She glided gently up and down on his dork, turning her hips so that her cunt slid around on it. Then she lifted up, raising her pussy off him. His pecker popped out and stood at attention.

Her snatch vacated, overflowed; love juice and gism pouring down her thighs.

She stretched out beside him, lower down, so that her face was opposite his hip. Folding her hand around his mighty manhood, she began to frig him up and down.

"Ummm," she sighed. "My cunt is satisfied ... but my mouth is watering."

"Yeah! Suck it, baby ... suck me off now...."

"Oh, I will ... I want to milk your sweet prick, Tony; I'm drooling for your jizz...."

But despite that avowal, she did not begin to use her oral cavern on him yet.

Frigging his prod gently, her yearning eyes fixed upon that big handful, she said, "There's something I want to ask you, Tony."

"Ummm?"

"That car I gave you...."

"Yeah?"

"Do you still have it?"

"Naw ... I sold it, honey; I got no use for a car, not living here in the city ... too much trouble finding a parking space ... I didn't think you wanted it back...."

She looked up at him. She looked distraught.

"Sold it? To whom?"

"Well, a used-car dealer. But why?"

"Oh, damn!"

"What is it, Belinda? You never said...?"

"I didn't know. Oh, dear...." she wailed. Then: "Do you think he still has it? The dealer?"

"Hell, I don't know."

"Could we go there and see?"

"Well, sure. Later ... but first...."

"But first I'm going to give you a lovely blow job," she said, smiling again.

Tony was glad that she had things in the proper sequence. He had no idea why she was so worried about the car, but she would no doubt explain that to him in due course. It could wait. He was ready for some gorgeous blonde head.

Reaching down, he stroked her cheek. His hand moved behind her head and pulled her face toward his whang.

Smiling, she let him draw her toward him.

"Promise we can look for the car after?" she asked.

At that moment, Tony would have promised that they could look for wild Indians. He nodded. Belinda smiled happily and turned her face toward his prick.

She did have another reason for visiting Tony.

But Belinda was not about to pass up a mouthful of dick no matter how urgent her reasons....