Chapter 3
After the first fuck, Retha not only had decided to make Skip's movies, but had further decided to screw his ass off that afternoon.
They smoked and rested, now and then touching each other, letting the desire and the need in their bodies build slowly.
"Want some more?" she said, a little acid in her voice.
Skip chuckled. "I always heard you black chicks were hot-blooded, but you're too much, Retha."
"Am I, Skip? Am I too much for you?"
He chuckled again and tugged her to him.
Her eyes flashed with lust. God, she thought, it felt good to be desired. She wiggled closer to him and pulled one of his legs between hers so she could massage the heavy muscle of his thigh with the warm, wet lips of her cunt.
"Make love to me this time," she purred, her voice choking a little. She slipped her arms around him and pulled tight. "Make special love to me!"
"Love? There ain't no such thing as love, baby," he said. "There's just cocks and cunts and fucking."
All right, you bastard, Retha thought. You want cunt, I'll give you more cunt than you can handle!
"PLAY WITH MY PUSSY," she growled. "GET ME TURNED ON AND I'LL GIVE YOU A HELL OF A FUCK!"
Skip moved his hand up her inner thigh until he could feel the warm wetness where her legs met. "YOU'RE WET AGAIN," he hotly breathed.
"Hell, yes, I'm wet . . . and I'll get wetter."
"You really dig it, don't you, Retha baby?"
"YOU BETTER BELIEVE I DIG IT, LOVER! NOW FINGER-FUCK ME! TURN ME ON!"
She wrapped her arms around his heck and kissed him passionately. At the same time she hunched up and down until she had worked two of his fingers deep up into her cuntal channel.
She moaned around his tongue in her mouth and, when the kiss was broken, lay back on the bed to enjoy the thrill that his probing fingers caused in her body.
She maneuvered her legs until they were in front of her. Then she placed her hand over his and guided his manipulations until all four of his fingers were pounding into her hole and the heel of his hand was caressing her clitoris.
"Like that?" he rasped.
"YEAH, YEAH," Retha moaned. "ONLY A LITTLE FASTER!"
"YOU'VE GOT BEAUTIFUL TITS."
Her cunt was again burning with lust when her hand ran all the way up to his crotch and found his pulsing hard-on.
"And you've got a beautiful cock," she purred, while she continued to ram her cunt over his hand. "I've got an idea," she suddenly panted. "Lay back!"
"What are you gonna do?" "Suck your dick while you finger-fuck me from behind!"
"OOHHHHH!" he groaned while she shifted around on the bed.
She tickled his nipples and then moved her hands down across his stomach. His eyes were closed and the slight smile on his face told her that he liked what she was doing.
She began kissing him on the neck while her hands kept moving up and down his body. Soon she was hotly kissing his chest. She could feel his whole body respond as she slowly and gently cupped his testicles in her hand. When she ran her fingertips over that sensitive area between his balls and asshole, he spread his legs, moaning and inviting more. And she gave him more, her fingers tickling his asshole and then moving back across the ridge to his balls.
She was now kissing his stomach, her tongue exploring his navel. She could feel the touch of his hard prick under her chin, but she wanted to tease him to a frenzy before giving him the pleasure he was beginning to crave.
She ran her hands up and down the insides of his legs as her tongue pressed into his curly pubic hair just above the base of his cock. She could feel his elongated shaft pressing hotly against the side of her cheek. His balls were now pulled up closer against his body, and when she tickled them, she could feel them pulling up even tighter.
"OH, AAHHH . . . SUCK IT BEFORE I GO CRAZY!" Skip hissed.
"SOON," she replied, "SOON. POUND MY CUNT WITH YOUR FINGERS!"
Her mouth and tongue began working on the base of his rigid prick. Then she lowered her kisses to his balls. She licked them and sucked gently, taking them into her warm mouth. As she did it, she pressed her fingertip against his asshole. Skip was arching his back slightly and beginning to breathe heavily.
She ran her tongue along the throbbing shaft of his cock nearly to the ridge, but stopped short of it. She kept doing it, kissing and licking on all of his shaft except that exquisitely sensitive swollen head. She knew it was torture, but exciting torture. Her own body was responding with desire.
Finally, she couldn't wait any longer herself. Each time she reached the top of his cock, her desire mounted until at last she took the head into her mouth and sucked and moved her lips back and forth over it eagerly. He was moaning, almost crying with pleasure now. Her head bobbed up and down on his organ and her fingers played with his balls. She could feel his whole body tensing, readying for his orgasm.
"OH, BABY, YOU KNOW HOW TO SUCK! I MEAN IT ... IT FEELS SO GOOD! SO DAMN GOOD!" He had closed his eyes and continued to pound his fingers into her cunt. Then it happened. Two of his fingers slipped up her asshole, and Retha came.
Great gushes of her juice flooded his hand.
"OH, SHIT, I THINK I'M GONNA CUM!" Skip shouted.
Retha lifted her head from his dick and whirled around on the bed. "NO, NO, DAMMIT ... I WANT IT IN ME! I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME IN THE ASS!"
"WHAT?"
"Your fingers felt so good up my ass that I want to see what it feels like to have that big cock up there!"
Skip was now sure he had a complete kook on his hands, but the idea of rupturing her beautiful butt was too maddening to turn down. He was no longer in control of his senses. They were ruled now by the blood-throbbing hardness of his cock and the cum-bloated sac of his balls.
His desire was all-powerful.
Breathing raggedly with lust, he got up on his hands and knees behind the beautiful girl. He drew her quivering young body up with him, turning her so that the full beauty of her softly rounded ass was directly in front of his cock.
The head of his dick dripped as it teased the crack between the creamy butt cheeks. It jutted from his body like a hammer. The wet cockhead almost touched the already gyrating ring of Retha's puckered but soaking rear hole.
He began to stroke her soft, fleshy globes and tease her with the rubbery tip of is pulsating prick. Groans of pleasure erupted from her throat, serving to goad him on. He moved his fingers to her hole. Slowly, tantalizingly, he inserted the tip of his forefinger into her. He wiggled it around inside her ass, drawing even louder whimpers of increased desire from her throat. Then he put both hands on her quivering, full buttocks and used his thumb to draw her tight little asshole wide open.
"DAMMIT, QUIT FUCKING AROUND, YOU BASTARD!" Retha hissed. "GIVE IT TO ME!"
Skip leaned forward so that the hard, fleshy knob of his blood-engorged prick almost touched the eager hole. He poised there, letting her emit another wild shriek of desire.
To his surprise, she took over on her own accord. She reached between her wide-splayed thighs and grasped his cock in her hand. Impatiently, she guided the bulbous head against her rear channel. She wiggled the juice-dripping tip around and around the small, aching entrance to her bowels.
"DAMMIT, I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS WITH THAT BIG HARD COCK! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WAITING FOR? SHOVE IT IN! SHOVE IT ALL THE WAY UP MY ASS, DAMMIT! TEAR ME APART WITH YOUR PRICK!"
He moved his hips at her command, teasing the shaft along the wide crevice between her delectable ass cheeks. Then he leaned forward as she placed his knob directly against her puckered, clutching anus. He steadied himself by clutching at her cheeks and clawing fingers. Then, with a powerful, sudden thrust, he thrust his thick, rigid prick far up into her ass.
There was pressure against his entrance for only a second. When he shoved again, he buried his dick nearly to his balls in the creamy hole of her beautiful butt.
"YEEEGGGHHH!" Retha screamed. "COCK! COCK! I LOVE COCK!" Her body writhed over his dick in wild delight. She reached back and grasped at his swinging balls, kneading them convulsively, almost painfully, urging him to sink more and more of his prick into her clasping asshole.
"GIVE IT ALL TO ME!" she screamed. "GIVE ME YOUR COCK! DON'T HOLD THE SON-OF-A-BITCH BACK! FUCK ME WITH THE WHOLE DAMN THING!"
Her body mesmerized him. Her creamy chocolate ass cheeks danced on the end of his cock, driving him on and on to new and greater heights of pleasure than he had ever known. Her swinging, swollen tits hung far down from her body. They nearly touched the sheet with their voluptuous fullness.
"DON'T STOP, DAMMIT!" she shrieked. "DON'T STOP . . . FUCK!"
Skip clutched hard at her hips, grunting with strain as he thrust still deeper into her ass. Farther and farther his scorching prick went into the warm depths of her bowels. He drove with such pressure that he pushed her forward. He reached under her heaving torso and cupped her heavy, lush, firm tits. Savagely, he squeezed and kneaded them, pinching the nipples hard between his thumb and forefinger as he heaved forward with long, battering strokes, driving his massive cock with pure lust up into her ass.
"THERE, THERE!" he cried at last as, with one vicious, ass-smacking lunge, he buried every inch of his huge prick inside her rear channel. "TAKE IT ALL, YOU LITTLE BITCH!"
And still she wanted more.
"OH, YEAH, YEAH, YES!" she mewled in joy and rapture. "OH, SHIT, IT HURTS. IT HURTS LIKE HELL BUT I LOVE IT! I LOVE THE SHIT OUT OF IT! HURT ME! FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME!"
TAKE IT . . . TAKE IT!" he groaned in frustration behind her, pounding her ass with all the strength in his body.
"DON'T STOP . . . KEEP FUCKING ME THERE! HARDER! OH, SHIT, KEEP IT UP! HARDER!"
Skip kept driving his powerful, thick tool up into Retha's body with hard, brutal strokes. He used his hands to claw and tear at her tits as if they could be ripped from her chest.
And still she shouted encouragement.
His crotch smacked savagely against her upturned asscheeks. His balls felt as though they were on fire where they rested in her kneading fingers. She pressed his throbbing nuts tightly against her juice-dripping pussy.
Her head flailed rapidly from side to side. She was not only loving but reveling in the fucking of her asshole. She buffeted back harder and harder against his pistoning rod. She could feel his cum-bloated balls hot and steaming in her hands. The sound of smacking flesh on flesh echoed throughout the room.
The harder he ripped at her tits the more she encouraged him. The pleasure-pain of his tearing fingers on her swaying, aching breasts was almost unbearable in its pure lust. Her perfect ass was a blur of motion, gyrating, twisting, slamming backward as she continued to go wild with the thick pressure of his prick filling her ass to nearly the splitting point.
He loosed one of her heaving jugs and dropped his hand to the top of her slit. Up between her open thighs he parted the softness of her pussy hair. He probed into the softness of her mound gently, caressing her clitoris.
"THAT'S IT! THAT'S IT!" Retha shouted. "BRING ME OFF FROM BOTH ENDS AT ONCE! HARDER! OH, SHIT, FUCK, RUB IT A LOT HARDER THAN THAT!"
With an angry growl, Skip began digging into her cunt with his fingers. Wildly, he finger-fucked her pussy while pounding her ass in the same rhythm with his throbbing cock.
The action between finger and pussy, cock and asshole, quickly brought Retha close to peaking. She began breathing frantically as she felt her climax coming closer and closer.
Then, with a series of shattering groans, she could feel his long, hard cock begin to jerk in rapid convulsions. Before she knew it, he started exploding like a bomb far up into the steaming depths of her bowels.
It was wild, wonderful, and so exciting. It was like the thunderous crack of lightning in the middle of a summer storm. The delicious hot torrents of cum shot wildly into her asshole. In turn, it touched off the most violent orgasm thus far in Retha's short career of sex. A hot, violent tremor of pleasure rippled the length of her writhing body.
"I'M THERE! OH, SHIT, I'M GETTING IT OFF... I'M CUMMING SO GOOD!" she screamed in joy and bliss as she felt herself fall even farther into the bed as his hot jissum ran down inside the softly yielding crack of her battered ass. It trickled in streams down the insides of her smooth thighs.
Falling even deeper into the mattress, she passed out in satiated bliss and exhaustion. She was only out for less than a minute. When she awoke, Skip was dressed and standing beside the bed, smiling.
"You're gonna be great, baby," he said. "Next Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday nights at this address." He dropped a piece of paper on the bed. "Will you be there?"
"I'll be there," Retha answered, suddenly hating herself. "A hundred a night, right?"
"For you?" Skip laughed. "A hundred and fifty!"
Chris was already naked, with half a hard-on when Betsy emerged from the bedroom and wiggled her way teasingly toward him.
"How was my little brother?" he grinned.
"Fine," the big redhead replied. "Just not long enough ... in time, I mean. You ready, lover?"
"Haven't I always been . . . with you?" he said.
"Then gimme some!" she moaned, dropping to the floor in front of his swaying dick.
"Anyway I want it?" Chris asked.
"I don't care how I get it," Betsy said. "Just give me some more meat!"
Chris jerked her to her feet. He crushed her ample body against his and felt himself slip between her soaking thighs.
He kissed her roughly, driving his tongue between her teeth and exploring the innermost parts of her mouth. He clasped one of her exquisite tits in his hand, squeezing and kneading it roughly until he could feel the passion-heated nipple burn into his rough palm.
"OHHH, JEEZ, THAT FEELS GOOD. THAT FEELS SO GOOD," she moaned. "I'M DRIPPING WET BETWEEN MY LEGS. HURT ME; CHRIS, SQUEEZE MY TITTIES AND MAKE 'EM HURT. MAKE 'EM LOVE IT!"
Betsy was young, and cunt sap flowed freely between her legs, sliding and dripping over his cock. She reached down and grabbed his rod, jerking the skin back and forth to drive him into an even wilder frenzy.
He ran his free hand over her grinding hips and across the smoothness of her white ass. He probed with his fingers down into her ass crack until he felt her little puckered asshole. She jumped, moaned, and ground her ass against his hand.
"THE SOFA," she gasped. "HURRY, I CAN'T WAIT. I WANT IT! I WANT YOUR COCK . . . ALL OF IT . . . NOW!"
On the sofa, Betsy's legs drifted apart as Chris moved over her. She smiled, her eyes heavy-lidded and sensual as she saw his hips lovingly lower themselves toward her own. She reached down and guided his throbbing prick between the softness of her puffy cuntlips until she felt their perspiration-soaked bellies kiss.
"OWWW, IT'S GOOD, CHRIS," she gasped. "YOU'RE SO BIG, SO HARD ... SO GOOD."
"You're soft and sweet, baby," he said as he began gyrating his hips from side to side, now and then banging his pubic bone against hers to add to her pleasure. "My cock's all in you. Is it good?"
"You know it's good, you bastard," she moaned with delight as her hips began a slow grind to match his rhythm. She crushed her naked tits against his chest, letting the hot nipples burn against his own. She squeezed her wet thighs against him and wrapped her legs around his butt.
Betsy could make like a whore and she knew he loved it. She wriggled her ass and began a series of convulsive jerks that matched him thrust for thrust, taking the full length of his hard meat again and again deep inside her frothing cunt.
Chris' stomach muscles quivered and the breath jumped out of his throat in ragged gasps as her body lifted him to new, wild heights of tormented passion. Faster and faster he fucked into her. In . . . out . . . up . . . down.
"HARDER! OHHHH . . . THAT'S IT. OHHH, THAT'S GOOD! I'M . . . I'M ALMOST THERE, LOVER!" Betsy screamed, scratching his shoulders with her long nails and beating a tattoo of pain and pleasure on his naked butt.
"CUM, BABY, CUM . . . CUM!" Chris shouted as he felt the intensity of her wanton desire mount to a higher peak.
Her hips were like driving pistons as she bucked and pounded her gooey cunt against him. Again and again she drove his cock to the hilt inside her gushing hole. Her head began to thrash wildly from side to side, her hair flying as she felt the explosion of passion start inside her.
"NOW . . . NOW . . . NOW!" she shrieked as her legs twisted like steel girders around him, pulling him hard against her. Sweat danced on her forehead and her whole body became a mass of twisting, writhing passion as rivulets of cunt juice flooded her thighs like waves.
When Chris was sure she had completely spent herself, he pulled his dripping, glistening prick from her cunt hole and roughly rolled her over onto her stomach. Her huge tits squeezed outward, forming two bulges on either side of her chest. Her gleaming ass cheeks, firm and taut, lay invitingly just beneath him.
"What are you going to do, lover?" she gasped.
"You know what I'm going to do," he replied.
"But I've never been cornholed before!" she lied.
He paid no attention to her objections or her thrashing body. Carefully, he parted the perfection of her ass until he could see her tiny asshole. Gingerly he placed the giant cockhead against the tiny pinkness of her slit and drove his hips forward hard, fast, with all the supple strength in his body.
Betsy screamed and bucked back and forth as she felt all of his huge tool enter her tiny hole in one long, savage thrust. She felt him back off a little, and then again she felt the throbbing prickhead tear relentlessly into her ravaged bowels.
"OHHHH, AAGGGHHH!" she cried.
"Just he still, baby," he said. "Pretty soon it'll start to feel good again."
She did as he asked and soon found that he was right.
Chris looked down across her silken body, her smooth flowing back to her buttocks where his glistening cock was now fucking in and out in long, even strokes. He could hear her breathing coming in shorter gasps as the passion of his efforts transmitted itself from his body to hers.
"The hell you haven't been butt-fucked before," Chris said suddenly, feeling the muscles in her asshole caress his dick.
She laughed. "You're right, lover ... I just wanted more in my pussy. But this is almost as good."
Chris felt his release building and mounting in his balls, flowing like a hot river of molten lava up into his dick. He jammed himself forward and ground his pelvis against her soft butt as he erupted. Again and again, stream after stream of thick, hot cum spurted from his rod deeply inside her bowels.
Betsy felt each spurt, each heaving throb of his convulsing cock until she thought it would drive her out of her mind. Her own orgasm came soon after, in a whirl of pleasure and pain. She hiked herself up to her knees and ground herself harder against him, seeking to drive the pain he gave her clear to and beyond the breaking point.
And then he let her fall forward. When Chris turned, Kent was at his elbow.
"Come on in the bedroom, Chris. Hurry!" Kent hissed. "I wanna show you something!"
"What was that noise?" Leona said. She had been gently sucking George's limp dick, hoping to get one more fuck out of him before the afternoon was over.
"I didn't hear anything, honey," George moaned. "Shit, keep sucking. You almost got me up again."
"Listen!"
The both listened. Then George started smiling.
Those little bastards, he thought. Kent and Chris have brought some pussy home and they're downstairs reaming the hell out of her!
Leona realized the same thing at the same time.
"Damn those kids," she said, jumping from the bed.
"Now, honey," George said, grabbing her elbow. "Boys will be boys. Let 'em have their fun and let's have ours. C'mon! Let's fuck some more . . . I'm almost hard again!"
"No," Leona said. "Not while my boys are downstairs doing it, too!"
"Well, don't you go down there and screw it up!" George said, the tone in his voice telling her he meant what he said.
"Damn," Leona hissed, stomping away. "I'm taking a shower. Come get me out when they leave!"
She stomped toward the bathroom, hiding the smile on her face from George. Actually, had she gone downstairs she probably wouldn't have stopped the boys from fucking the prize they had snared. At least, not until she had watched them for awhile.
With his cock half-hard, George meandered to the window and looked across, hoping to see Retha Brown naked again.
What he saw made his cock full hard.
And when it was over and Skip Ardmore had left, George Winston sprinted for the shower to fuck Leona yet a third time that afternoon.