Chapter 3
Andrea went to her room, undressed, and lay down on the bed. She knew Tyson would come. He followed her around like a little puppy dog. He couldn't resist her pussy, and they both knew it. He wouldn't pass up the opportunity to fuck her for anything in the world. His cock wasn't exceptional, but beggars couldn't be choosy, and she hadn't fucked in weeks.
Tyson slipped into the room a few minutes later. He locked the door, turned to face her and smiled broadly.
"Hello, Tyson." She opened her legs, flaunting her nakedness, deliberately displaying her pussy for him. He was an enthusiastic looker, never got tired of ogling a female body, especially if it was nude.
"Hello, yourself." He looked at the rich red fur trimmed into a narrow slash down the center of her crotch. "I've missed you."
"Not my fault," Andrea replied, slightly annoyed. "You know the way here, and you can certainly afford an airplane ticket." She tweaked one nipple, drawing his attention to her tits.
"You know I have a business to run," he said grumpily. "I didn't inherit a bundle of money that made me independently wealthy." Her tits reminded him of small mountains with the caps glowing pink in the morning sunlight.
"Don't hold my money against me," she said, absorbed by the scrumptious sensations from her tingling clit and sensitive nipples.
"Do you want to argue?" he asked.
She cupped her tits and looked at him. "What do you think?"
"I think my cock is getting hard!" She was one of the hottest women he'd ever known. When she got revved up, her pussy was like a volcano getting ready to blow its top. He undressed hurriedly and lay down by her, his thigh touching hers. "You're more beautiful than I remember," he said, his voice husky with desire. He ran his hands over her tits and cupped one mound. "They feel heavier," he mused. "And just look at those fantastic nipples. I've got to suck them."
Andrea chuckled. Her nipples stood out in full, hard erection. She put her right hand behind his head and pulled it down to her tit. "Suck hard," she hissed.
He touched his lips to her nipple and she quivered. She felt moisture seep into her channel and flow down to wet the lips of her pussy.
His lips covered the nipple. The tip of his tongue passed over it gently, then pressed harder. With one hand, he rolled her onto her side. Her skin had a velvety, warm firmness. He could feel the downy hairs along her spine.
The muscles in her slender back trembled with avid anticipation. Her hot breath puffed against his cheek. His hand caressed her back, slid down to the rise of her buttocks and one finger wedged into the deep cleft. A strangled cry, full of erotic elation, bubbled from her throat.
He moved to her other tit and sucked the nipple hard. She wedged her left hand between them and gathered up his cock. She began to squeeze and stroke his hard lance. He went back and forth, from one nipple to the other, licking and sucking eagerly, alternating from gentle to aggressive.
He lifted his head and put his lips on hers. Her mouth opened wide. She sucked and nibbled avidly at his tongue, her lush, damp lips supple and lively against his. She tightened her arm around his neck and pulled him closer and pulled on his cock like she was pulling taffy.
His tongue slithered against hers, curled around it, caressed it, as he explored the inside of her slippery mouth. His mind reeled under the impact of her feverish response. He couldn't move his hands over her quickly enough. He wanted to feel all of her breathtaking body at once. Her reaction to his caresses stimulated his desire to a frenzy. Her body trembled with eagerness. Whimpers bubbled from her throat as she held him close and yanked on his stiff rod.
He twisted onto his back and pulled her over him. She closed her firm, smooth thighs around one of his. She began to undulate and press her pussy against his hot flesh. The muscles in her stellar ass rippled as she scrubbed her slit up and down on his leg. She fondled and caressed his skin with her furry wet gash, leaving a long streak of wetness in her wake. She began to wiggle faster and press her cunt down harder.
He let her ride his leg until she almost peaked, then pushed her onto her back. He knew from experience that she would go off with a big bang if he primed her passions a couple of times before her sex gun fired.
She opened her legs as his hand skimmed over her taut belly. He traced the outline of her rakish, pruned pubic patch and ran his fuck finger through her slit. Her pussy was hot and humid with lascivious stimulation. She opened her legs wider and humped her pussy against his hand as he fingered and fondled the tender flesh of her prominent pussy lips.
He rolled between her legs and kissed her pussy. He put his hand under her ass and lifted her crotch so he could get his head all the way up between her stately legs. The skin inside her thighs caressed his cheeks like the finest velvet.
The intoxicating flavor of her succulent cunt filled his mouth. He lapped at her pussy with long strokes of his tongue and probed the tip into the savory depths of her weeping hole. A wail of exhilaration burst from her lips. She wiggled closer and arched her hairy grotto toward his mouth.
He stiffened his tongue and stuck the tip into the mouth of her cunt. He began to shoot his lapper forward and back with lickety-split movements, tongue-fucking her avidly. Her plush ass cheeks clenched and trembled in his hands. The flavor, the embrace of her aroused meaty pussy around his tongue made his passions soar to an intolerable intensity. His prick twitched and throbbed.
"I've got to fuck you," he whispered hoarsely.
"All right," she said agreeably. "I want your cock in me, baby," she cooed. "Fuck me good." He got on his knees, spread the lips of her pussy with one hand, and guided his prick with his other hand. She crossed her ankles behind his back and pulled him forward as she wiggled her hips to position her cunt for him. The tip of his cock slipped into the entrance of her cunt. She pulled him further forward and the knob of his prick eased into her sex channel.
She moaned low in the throat. "Come to me, baby! Fill my cunt with your cock!"
He groaned in reply, savoring the tightness of her cunt, the humid heat infusing her slick furrow. He trembled as randy reactions sped through him, and silently thanked her for inviting him to fuck her.
She jiggled her ass and thrust her cunt impatiently. "Oh, damn, Tyson! Put it all the way in! I've got to have it!"
He grasped her full hips and inched his cock deeper into her. She locked her legs tighter and undulated her whole body, and his cock went in all the way.
Thoroughly aroused, utterly receptive, her tight, slick cunt gobbled up his prick with delight. "Oohh, fuck, baby, that feels wonderful! Fuck me, baby, fuck me good! Make me cum all over your beautiful cock!"
He began to move, to thrust smoothly in and out, spearing his lance as deep as it would go with each forward hunch of his hips.
She put her arms around his neck and held on tight. They bounced on the bed, clinging to each other eagerly, locked in a lascivious embrace.
She fucked back at him and moaned, "Your cock feels so good, baby." Her resilient tits bobbed and bounced from the force of his thrusts as he speared his prick in and out of her.
"Beautiful tits," he muttered. "And just look at those big nipples."
"What about my cunt?" she gasped.
"Fantastic, baby, fantastic! Fucking you is better than anything in the world."
She basked in his praise, almost purring with pleasure. "I'm going to cum," she moaned, her face twisting with gluttonous passion.
"You'd better!" he panted.
She clamped her mouth shut to cut off her scream of ecstasy. Intense sensations gripped her, then tore through her body like lightning. She began to undulate her hips hard, throwing her pussy at him. He pounded his prick into her as hard as he could as she writhed and jerked under him.
His own orgasm became an uncompromising force that lifted him and carried him along, enveloping him in a whirlpool of licentious rapture. He dug his fingers into her hips and lanced his cock into her with tumultuous furor. His entire body shook as his hips jerked rapidly back and forth. Wildly careening sensations possessed him.
Cum began to boil out of his cock in gushes of thick globs. He punched into her mightily, drove his cock, and his jism, deep into her seething snatch. She threw her hips from side to side and wrung the last drop of cum from his cock with her sucking, pulsating cunt.
Tyson sat back on his haunches and gazed at her well-fucked cunt. He leaned over and kissed it, then ran the tip of his tongue lightly across her agitated clit.
"Oh, God, baby," she groaned. "Don't get me started again yet. Give me a few minutes to rest."
He teased her by kissing her sopping cunt again. She giggled and closed her legs. "You always did like that, didn't you?"
"Yeah," he said. "As much as I like for you to suck my cock."
"Come lie down with me and let me rest, then we'll do a sixty-nine."
He crawled up and lay down beside her. "Will you get on top so your tits hang down against my belly?"
"Any way you want it, baby," she assured him. "How are the girls back home? Do they fuck and suck cock as well as I do?"
"Do I detect a hint of jealousy?"
"No. We're just good friends, Tyson. You know that. I just want to know that someone is taking good care of you."
"They're okay. How about you?"
Andrea giggled. "Do you mean how are the girls?"
"Have you turned bi on me?"
"The pickings around here are pretty slim," she replied, ignoring his question about being bi. "Not that I have much time to shop around. Want to do a 69 now?"
"Oh, yeah!" he replied with enthusiasm.