Chapter 19
Maggie chuckled sexily. "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth, baby." She leaned over and planted a sloppy kiss on his mouth. Her tongue shot down his throat and played around for a moment. "Now, you do me. I need to cum so badly it hurts."
He eyed his flaccid cock. "Well, I obviously can't fuck you. Which do you want, tongue or finger?"
"Oh, your tongue, baby. I like to get my clit licked."
She sat on the couch so she could watch him lick her pussy. She leaned back and scooted her ass forward to put her crotch at the front edge of the cushion.
Aglow with bliss, he got on his knees between her superb legs and kissed her on the mouth. His tongue flashed into her mouth. Her tongue met his with equal zest. He buried his face in the curve of her shoulder and licked her neck.
She shivered with delight and murmured, "Kiss my nipples. Play with me."
His lips hovered over her nipples like a butterfly, barely touching each fully bloated bud of flesh. His tongue fluttered lightly on the very tip of each point.
"Bite them, baby," she whispered. Sparks of carnal pleasure ripped through her. Her tits swelled even more. Her hard nipples felt as if they might burst. "Be gentle, but bite them."
He surrounded one areola with his lips and tickled the hard morsel with the tip of his tongue. She squirmed with elation, put her hands behind his head and pressed his face into her tit.
He began to alternately gently nip and lick her taut tit bud. His hand wandered down her flat, smooth belly until it reached the thick fleece covering her prominent pubic mound. Her bush rivaled the sheepskin rug for softness. She moaned softly and hunched her cunt at his hand. He parted the meaty folds of flesh protruding from her slit with his middle finger. He began to nurse on her other nipple and rolled her large clit under his finger. Her hips churned and humped.
He dragged his tongue and lips down her body to her belly button. His pointed tongue darted in and out of the small cavity. She shivered and goose bumps rose all over her silky skin. He went lower on her elegant body, leaving a trail of wetness across her belly. He paused at the top fringe of her abundant bush and rubbed his nose back and forth through the soft curls.
She tried to push his head lower and wailed, "Suck my cunt!"
He ignored her urgency and leaned back. He parted the plump lips of her luscious cunt and gazed lustfully at the sumptuous sight. The slit in the wild panties framed her cunt perfectly, adding to the overall allure of her pleasure garden.
"Your pussy is so pretty," he said softly. "I love the way your inner lips stick out. And your clit is so big."
"Lick it!" she begged desperately. His deliberate dawdling had driven her to the edge of sanity. The overwhelming ache in her cunt made her head swim. She had to cum soon or she would go crazy! "Oh, baby, don't tease me! Lick my cunt!"
He thoroughly enjoyed her. He wanted her so hot that she would virtually explode when he finally brought her off. His tongue danced over her hard clit, barely touching it.
"Ohhhhh, fuck, baby!" she whimpered. She dug in the heels of her sexy sandals. She levered her ass off the couch, pulled on his ears and buried his mouth in her succulent quim.
His tongue flashed out and flicked up and down the full length of her suffering, saturated slit.
"Ooohhh, yessssss!" she moaned. "Lick it! Lick my clit! Lick my cunt! Make me cum!" Her head rolled from side to side on the back of the couch. Her ass humped and twisted.
He tongued and sucked the swollen bud tenderly, then cupped it with his lips. His rapidly moving tongue flicked it avidly, with just the right pressure. Her moans grew louder as the flames of frenzy licked at the borders of her brain. His licking was pure torture, but torture of the most exquisite kind.
"Oh, baby! Baby! Oh, yessssss!" she bawled softly.
Her hips settled into a rhythmic rocking. She grabbed her tits and began to knead the throbbing mounds. She twisted and pulled her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers until they pulsed in delicious torment. The pleasant ache in her tits and the electric shocks from his tongue on her clit inundated her with exhilaration. She barreled toward orgasm. The cheeks of her ass lifted higher off the couch with each energetic lunge.
Pat looked over her rippling belly at her lively fingers manipulating her stiff nipples. He drove his tongue into her quaking cunt and lapped up her ambrosial joy juice with great gusto. Her pussy literally flowed, pouring out more warm, savory essence, indicating that her sex thermostat had hit the top of the scale.
Her ass lunged up and down and gyrated without restraint. He had trouble keeping his mouth on her sultry snatch. Her orgasm started, so forceful that it drew her vocal cords too tight to speak. But she could scream, which she did as loud as possible.
Her climax built to a crescendo, along with her screams. When she stopped cumming and regained some semblance of awareness, she found herself lying on the floor with Pat still between her legs, licking her pussy.
"Oh, baby!" she whispered hoarsely. "No more, please. You'll drive me out of my mind."
They snuggled together and lay quietly. Pat enjoyed the feel of her voluptuous body against his. Maggie enjoyed the closeness and the afterglow of a fantastic orgasm.
"Are you ready for me to fuck you?" she asked.
"I'm ready, but I'm not sure that my cock is."
"We'll see about that," she laughed. She twisted around and caught his cock with her mouth. She began to suck vigorously as she fondled his balls and stroked his shaft. His prick rapidly rose to the occasion. She lifted her head and surveyed his erection. "There, that should do it," she said cheerfully. She removed the split-crotch panties and cut-out bra. "We'll both enjoy this more without those in the way."
"I'm not prone to argue," he quipped.
She pushed his legs together and straddled them. She leaned over, grasped his cock, and stroked it while she knee-walked slowly forward. She stopped with her cunt hovering over his cockhead. Looking him in the eye and grinning mischievously, she stuck the end of his prick in her slit, against her clit. She twisted her hips in a tight circle, teasing herself with his knob.
"Ummmmmmmm, I love that feeling," she breathed.
She pushed his shaft back and slid the head through her slit to the entrance to her cunt. She sank down and took barely an inch into her gap. She lifted her ass and rubbed his cockhead back through her slit to her clitoris.
Quickly, taking him by surprise, she jerked his cock backward and stuck it back in her hole. She sat down slowly.. .very slowly, very leisurely. His lance slid into the wet warmth of her channel with ease.
"Aaahhh, yes," she sighed. "Excellent cock. Just heavenly. It stretches my cunt just right. Wonderful." Her cunt swallowed all of his cock and she sighed deeply. "I love to fuck, baby."
She supported herself with her hands on the floor. She tickled his nose with her stiff nipples as she fucked him very methodically. She sat all the way down, filling herself with his long, throbbing prick. He felt a wave of fantastic pleasure shoot through him and moaned softly. He thrust his crotch up, pumping his cock into her.
Her ass began to move a little faster, rising and falling rhythmically. He grabbed her buttocks and dug his fingers into the taut, tender flesh. He slipped one finger into the deep crevice between the cheeks of her ass. The tip of his finger touched her puckered, flexing asshole. She shivered and corkscrewed her ass gently. Her nipples danced delightfully across his face.
"God, your cunt feels good," he whispered hoarsely.
Her ass began to go a little faster. Her fiery cunt slid up and down on his thick prick. She tightened her cunt muscles when her ass sank down and loosened them when her ass went up.
"Your cock feels pretty damn good, too."
He slid his finger down to the stretched, sultry lips of her torrid cunt and wet it with her love honey. He put the tip of his finger back on her asshole and pressed. Her sphincter flexed wildly. He pressed harder and his slick finger popped inside.
"Oooooo," Maggie whimpered. "I like that!" She tightened her cunt muscles and twisted her ass fiercely.
Much to her chagrin, she found herself fighting a losing battle. His cock in her pussy and his finger in her ass had her much too close to cumming. She wanted to make it last a long time, just for the sheer pleasure of fucking.
"How long can you hold out before you cum?" she mumbled.
"We'll just have to wait and see," he moaned. "The way you use your cunt muscles is fantastic!"
"You like that, huh?"
She sat up straight and played with her clit while she rode his cock. He stared at her in bewilderment. He had never seen her even touch her pussy, let alone jack off. And now she did it while riding his cock!
He tried to finger-fuck in her ass in counterpoint to the cadence of her fucking. As she sank down, he pulled his finger back. As she rose, he arched his back to keep his cock in her cunt and plunged his finger into her asshole.
Maggie shook all over his lap, moaning and panting and fucking. She dropped back over him and kissed him on the cheek and mouth. She stuck her tongue down his throat and then in his ear. She bit the lobe of his ear and made him cry out.
Pat relished the carnal stimulation that seared every part of his body. The sensations became more intense with every gambit Maggie used on his cock. She slipped and slid and jumped on his throbbing rod.
"Do you like the way I fuck?" she whispered in his ear, her voice strained with excitement.
"Fantastic, baby," he wheezed. "Fucking fantastic!"
She sat up again and squatted over his loins. She slid her cunt up and down his cock and twisted her ass in tight corkscrewing motions. She kept her cunt muscles clamped tight.
He lay still and watched the expression of lust on her beautiful face as she plundered her cunt with his cock.
"Yes, yes, yesss!" Maggie screamed. "I'm cumming, baby! Oh, God, I'm cumming so fucking hard!" Her words became an inarticulate babble as her orgasm grew in ferocity.
Her pleasure grew steadily wilder, like massive waves thundering on the beach. Passion churned, crashed against her, turned her over and over. Heated ecstasy consumed her.
Her frenzied bucking increased his pleasure. The agonizing bliss threw off his equilibrium. He became lightheaded, like the feeling one gets on a wild roller coaster ride. The sensation focused his attention on the fire in his cock as it plunged in and out of her terribly tight cunt. He barely managed to keep his finger working in her asshole.
She screamed louder. She didn't know which felt better-his cock ravaging her cunt or his finger stuck up her ass. His finger made everything come alive for her, took the emphasis off her cunt exclusively. She felt her orgasm as a flowing sensation, running all through her body.
She slowed, focused her eyes, and smiled at him. "God, that was good!" She rolled to the side and got on her hands and knees with her ass stuck up in the air. "Fuck me this way, baby! Do it doggie-fashion."
He scrambled to his knees behind her. He paused for a moment to let his passion subside. Fortunately, she stopped when she did. A few more of those wild moves would have drained his cock.
He gripped her lush hips and moved closer. She curved her back down and tilted her pussy up. He stared at her hairy slit as the tip of his prick nudged against it. She rocked back at him and his cock slid into her slick, super hot channel. He pulled on her hips and pressed his belly into her firmly rounded buns.
She sighed softly, straightened her arms, and pushed her ass back. He clung to her flared hips and began to fuck her with steady, controlled strokes. She began to rock back and forth in perfect harmony with his thrusting lance. Her big, dangling tits swung back and forth and bounced from side to side.
"My tits are flopping all over the place," she moaned. "It feels so fucking good!"
He craned his neck and looked at her tits. "Your tits are too firm to flop," he rasped.
"Do you like to watch them jiggle? Fuck me harder and watch how they shake."
He slammed his cock into her, going to the very bottom of her cunt with each lunge. His balls swung forward, touching her nest of abundant, cottony pubic hair every time he drove into her.
She balanced on her left arm and reached back with her right hand to frig her clit. She began to moan and shove her ass back faster, harder. He fucked her like a house afire, his teeth clenched, sweat coating his body in a filmy sheen.
"Now!" Maggie screamed.
Her movements became convulsive. She jerked and spasmed and bucked so hard that she lost her rhythm. He hung onto her twisting hips and plowed her pussy with disorderly thrusts. He didn't care about rhythm. The critical need to cum blanked out all coherent thoughts.
Her ass banged into his groin. The exertion of her climax wracked her body. Her furious movements, and her vise-like cunt muscles, brought on his orgasm. He came in deep, pulsating spurts. His cum filled her cunt and flowed back along his shaft and down the crack of her cunt.
He fell onto his side, his body as limp as his cock. She whirled around, grabbed his limp prick and stuffed it into her mouth. Sucking affectionately, she drained the last drop of elixir from him.
She raised up and looked at him with a big smile. "You really filled me, baby," she giggled. "Your cum is running down my legs." She gave him a sloppy kiss and snuggled down at his side.
"I'm bushed," he muttered.
"I'm the one with the bush," she teased. "And you sure did a great job of beating it."
"I have to go back to Dallas tomorrow," he said. "Come with me. Spend a month or two. Or a year."
"I can't leave Andrea right now, baby. I promised to stay with her until she gets over the shock of everything that's happened. Why don't you arrange to stay here a while longer? Tell your editor that you're going to finish your vacation. You took time out to write a good story about the murder, after all."
"He'll probably laugh and tell me to get my ass back there pronto."
"Well, I'll sweeten the pot a little," Maggie said. "Do you like Andrea? Do you think she's sexy?"
"Yes. What's that got to do with anything."
"If you stay, you can have both of us. Together."
"You're kidding," Pat said doubtfully. "I got the impression that she's a woman's woman."
"Don't judge a book by its cover," Maggie laughed. "Still waters run deep, and all those other clich's. She's hotter than a firecracker on the Fourth of July when you get her going."
"Well, I can probably wrangle a couple of days," he said.
"We'll tell her tomorrow," Maggie said. She gave him a big kiss. "You're all mine tonight. If I give your cock another tongue bath, do you think it will rise to the occasion?"
"Only one way to find out, baby."