Chapter 16
The unexpected question flustered Randy. "That isn't what I meant. I mean, she lives with you and..."
"Oh, she likes to fuck as much as I do," Debra said. "I know she will want to fuck you, especially when I tell her about your gorgeous young cock. Can you handle both of us?"
"I can sure as hell try!" he exclaimed. He picked her up, put her on the couch and knelt in front of her. "We've talked enough for now." He pushed her legs apart and his eyes went immediately to her crotch, to the thick thatch of blonde hair that lined her lower belly and upper thighs. Her crotch seemed to be a mass of tangled, soft curls. The blood-gorged lips of her pussy peeked through the mini blonde jungle, her slit long and full. "Fantastic," he muttered. "I don't have all the experience in the world, but I've never seen so much hair on a blonde."
"Mmmmmm," she purred softly, spreading her legs further apart. "Do you like it?"
"I love it!" He began stroking her thighs, starting at her knees, back and forth, moving ever closer to her cunt. He could feel the heat radiating from the little furnace between her legs. His fingers touched her moss-covered mound. "So silky, so smooth," he murmured. He ran a finger along her slit, stroking up and down, making the fleshy lips open wider. He pressed her clit and her hips jerked. "Oh, you like that, do you?"
"You know I do!" she moaned.
She dug her elbows into the back of the couch and pushed herself erect, her eyes fastened on his finger as it played in her hairy quim. She was about to lean down and grasp his cock when he took it in his hand and put the thick, bulbous knob in her slit.
"Damn, your pussy is flowing like a river!"
He flicked the head of his prick teasingly along the length of her crack, then suddenly lunged forward, sinking his dick to the hilt. His cockhead went high up in her belly. Only his balls remained outside.
Debra sat transfixed for a few seconds. She stared into his eyes as he leaned over her. Her tits stood high and tight, smooth and perfectly shaped, the faint blue veins near the surface full of racing hot blood. He could feel her pubic hair mingling with his. He took one fleshy buttock in each hand and lifted her until his cock nearly came out of her. Then he lowered her and pulled her toward him, again burying his shaft fully.
She wrapped her legs around his waist to steady her lower body. He kept his hands on her ass as he began to fuck her with his bloated cock. As the friction raised the temperature inside her channel, she began throwing her ass around in a frenzy, shaking her head, moaning, pawing at her bouncing tits, wiggling with ecstasy.
His plundering prick squeezed squishy sounds from her cunt with every stroke. Steamy juice poured out of her in a stream, drenching his cock, soaking the inside of her thighs-a hot liqueur that filled his nostrils with its distinctive musk.
His cock was swollen nearly to the bursting point. The walls of her splendid sheath were so tight! Tighter than any woman he had ever rucked, much to his great surprise and pleasure.
Every plunge brought him closer to the edge. He kept her ass in his hands, pulling on her solid buns, occasionally flicking a finger in the crack of her ass to tickle the rim of her asshole. The salacious touch triggered her sex gun.
She plunged furiously, the pitch of her moans rising higher, higher still. She squeezed her tits harshly and cried, "Oh, God! Oh, dear God! Oh, baby, fuck me! Dear God, baby, fuck me good! Oh! Oh! Ooohhh!"
She came like a freight train rushing and roaring down the track in a headlong race to its destination. Her frantic motions and screams were his signal to unload the burden from his balls. He fired wad after wad of thick cream into her belly, bucking frantically from the lustiness of his spasms.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck!" Debra screamed. "I can feel it shooting into me! I can feel you cumming! Don't stop! Dear God, don't stop!' She threw her body around wildly, holding he tits, squeezing the large mounds, crying out a each orgasmic wave crashed through her body.
Randy had never felt anything so mine boggling. He continued to cum as if his ball held gallons of cream. He jerked her ass up driving every millimeter of his prick inside her His pubic hair mingled with hers as he scrubbed his pelvic bone against her clit.
He couldn't believe the heat of her. Her cunt felt like an oven. Not only her cunt, which seethed like a pool of molten lava, but the surface of her skin as well. She radiated heat from every pore, a nuclear furnace close to total meltdown.
Finally, with one tremendous rush, his orgasm died away. She continued to cum for a few seconds more, then relaxed. Her slack body slumped on the couch. He stayed close to her crotch, keeping his half-hard organ stuffed up her love tunnel.
"I don't believe it!" he gasped.
"Oh? Wasn't my cunt as good as you expected?"
"Better! A hell of a lot better! I mean ... well, you're pretty wild and very tight. I thought maybe you would..."
"Have a loose, sloppy cunt?" she finished for him. She ran her hands over his chest and pinched his nipples. "A cunt is like elastic, dear. It shrinks back to shape as well as it stretches."
"So I've heard, but some of the girls I know don't have anything close to the muscle tone you do. And they work out at the gym all the time."
"Oh, Randy, baby, you have so much to learn about women. Pumping iron doesn't keep a pussy tight for pumping pricks, dear. There are special exercises for that. A fifty-year-old pussy can be as tight as a twenty-year-old one if the woman knows what to do."
She squeezed her cunt muscles around his half-hard cock and grinned when he twitched.
"Damn!" he muttered.
"See what I mean? My pussy isn't anywhere near fifty years old, but when it is, it will be just as tight as it is now, because I know how to keep it that way. Now, do you want to keep talking about it, or do you want to fuck me again?"
"What do you think?"
"Pick me up," she said. "Don't let your cock slide out."
He put his hands back under her ass and lifted her off the couch.
"Now, sit down. On the floor."
His eyes opened wide in surprise. He wasn't sure what she wanted.
"Just sit down on the floor with me on your lap, dear. Be sure you keep your cock in me."
Now he understood what she wanted. Or so he thought, anyway. He lowered himself slowly to the floor, carefully holding her body tight to his to keep his cock in her pussy. His prick had gotten hard again, almost stiff enough to fuck her properly. He plopped down on his ass and stretched his legs out straight.
She squirmed her ass around, settling herself on his lap. Her strong cunt muscles contracted around his dick, holding it in a warm embrace. She smiled and caressed his cheeks.
"Damn!" he exclaimed. "That feels good."
"There's more," she said quietly.
Her cunt began doing fantastic things to his cock. He could feel her strong pulse through the walls of her cunt. The muscles seemed to be caressing and squeezing the full length of his prick. Suddenly, she began breathing hard again. Her body came alive. The volcanic cauldron between her legs began to bubble anew.
"Lie back and let me fuck you," she said softly. "Don't try to hold back. Cum whenever you're ready. I'll cum when you do." She giggled. "Or probably before, during and after!"
He felt all of her carnal circuits open as he lay back. Her cunt became wetter and more pliant. She lifted herself up on her knees, then settled back down. Her mouth hung open as she panted. She squinched her eyes shut. Concentration furrowed her brow.
She lifted herself, and again sank down. Once more, then again and again, quickly, getting the full feel of his stiff cock. Then she leaned over him, her hands on the floor on each side of his head. Her tits hung down in his face. He put his arms around her, caressed her smooth bare back and firm, silky ass. She put a nipple against his lips and gently shook her chest.
She opened her eyes and stared at him. He began tonguing her tit. Her ass began to move up and down, faster and faster, until her cunt was literally flying up and down his prick. Mad with lust, she gave herself over completely to the erotic pleasure suffusing her body and brain.
He threw his hips up to meet her downward strokes, shoving his prick into her with all his might. He couldn't believe the fury of her fucking, the way she twisted her body and shook her ass, the way she bucked up and down on his cock, the way her free tit jiggled and swayed, the way she moaned as she rode toward another climax. The nipple in his mouth felt like soft rubber, thick and full and pliant. Her other tit bounced against his face with velvety, cushy thumps.
"Ummm, that's the way, darling," she muttered. "Shove it to me...oh, yes...oh, my God, yes! Oh, baby, your cock feels wonderful! So fucking hard! Push, baby, push hard! Shove your magnificent cock up my cunt!"
Randy lost all awareness of everything except Debra and the way she was fucking him. He'd never much cared to have the woman on top. With this lusty, wanton woman, it seemed right. She could fuck him however she wished, any day or night!
Her sexual groans, the sound of her snatch slapping against his crotch, hot flesh against hot flesh, the wet sounds pouring from her crotch as her cunt slid up and down his stalwart charger increased his ardor. His prick swelled fuller than it had ever been. She was bouncing up and down on him as though her thighs were loaded with coil springs. At the same time, he thrust into her with all of his strength. His dick seemed to grow an inch with every stroke.
The sounds, the sight she presented spurred him on and soon he was fucking her so fast he nearly bucked her off. She opened her cunt wide and passively accepted his fucking thrusts until the squishing sounds in her channel became one continuous noise.
"Uh! Uh! Uh...uh...uh...fuck me, Randy! All the way, baby! I'm almost there, baby! Almost! Give me all of your cock! Shove it to me!"
Then she did something he considered absolutely incredible. She got her feet under her and squatted over his hips, her cunt directly over his raging prick, her cunt clamped on him like a velvet vise. She put her hands on her knees to steady herself and began to swing her ass up and down and around and around, in time with his thrusts. Her magnificent tits did an erotic tango on her chest. His eyeballs went around like wheels in a slot machine as they tried to keep up with her nipples.
He jammed his prick to the hilt in her deep fuck tunnel and shot a powerful load into her depths. He came with such force he couldn't move. She took over, riding him rapidly from her squatting position.
Time after time, the muscles in his legs clenched as he pumped out his cream, filling her willing receptacle for a second time.
She cried out with ecstasy and tightened her cunt muscles around his prick. Her own orgasm sent her into a bucking frenzy, like a filly saddled for the first time. He held onto her hips so she wouldn't fly away.
At long last, her emotions began to wane. Her ass slowed its crazy motion. She fucked him for a few more minutes, slowly and gently, then sank down into a sitting position with a long sigh of pleasure as the last of his jism spurted into her.
She stretched out on top of him and lay quietly, his prick still in her, her breathing gradually changing from the rapid, steam engine pace to the slow, steady pace of deep contentment.
"God, you're a good fuck," she said. "Have you ever been to an orgy?"
"No. Not really. The closest I've come is fucking a girl in the same room where other couples were doing it. But we didn't swap around or anything."
"Would you like to?"
"Well, sure," he said shyly. "It's always fun getting a...doing..."
"Getting a different piece of ass? Go ahead, say it. I'm not jealous. I'm curious. I want to hear about all the wild and crazy things you've done with your young women. But getting back to the subject of orgies, are you interested?"
"Sure. What do you have in mind?"
"I don't know. Nothing definite yet. Maggie and I have talked about rounding up a bevy of willing women and randy studs and having a wild party. You aren't one of those fellows who fucks a woman once, then thinks he owns her, are you?
"Hell, no! I mean, we're not married, or anything."
"That kind of thinking will get you into deep, deep trouble with me, young man! Why should it make any difference if we were married? A marriage license isn't a bill of sale or a title to a piece of property. That's the thinking of a typical man. I don't want you to be typical. I won't let anyone fence me in, Randy. Understand that right now. You must promise me you'll work to get rid of such archaic ideas about a relationship between a man and a woman."
"I'll try, Debra. I really will," he assured her, sounding very earnest. It had just occurred to him that he could have a very good thing here if he didn't fuck it up. Wherever this relationship went, however long it lasted, he stood to gain. What more incentive did a man need?
"Okay. We'll work on it together. You're going to give me all the fucking I need. You're young and strong and have a wonderful cock, so you can do that. In return, I'll see that you get all the pussy you can handle. I can promise you'll never get bored. Deal?"
"Deal."
"Good. Now, I want to suck your cock, and I want you to suck my pussy. We might as well do a sixty-nine and do both at once."
"Yeah, we might as well," he agreed. He had been afraid she would send him home before he got to suck her pussy or stick his cock in her mouth.
She got up, turned around and pressed her sloppy cunt to his mouth as she lowered her head and sucked up his sticky cock.