you.'
I closed my eyes and opened them, sucking hot air deep into my lungs. My cunt was throbbing with pleasure, and my vaginal canal ached to be powerfully filled with Adam's hard cock. My clitoris was like a fiery ember lodged between the widely stretched cuntlips, and my nipples were brittle with pleasure. I began to lower myself on him.
'Oh God!' I moaned. 'You're fucking me! Adam, you're fucking mer
I watched in disbelief as the rest of his cock was gobbled up by the greedy mouth of my cunt. Inch after tortuous inch disappeared into the sucking5 wide jaws of my cunt, until my crotch was pressed against his belly, and his balls were under my ass. The whole throbbing, expanding, eight-inch length of his cock was in my cunt.
I moved gingerly around, feeling the ponderous heaviness of the organ swaying my dripping interior from side to side, as if my body was no more than a flapping banner on a sturdy flagpole. I tightened my cunt down and squeezed into his cock. My stomach moved forward, wrenching convulsively, and I began the first erotic movements of intercourse.
'Oh, my Godl' I groaned. I had to grind my feet against the floor to absorb the pleasure, it was so intense. 'Oh, my God, Adam!'
'Easy, Sally,' he said, pushing up into me. 'Easy, easy, easy…'
I uncurled my toes and flattened my feet on the floor. I returned my hands to Adam's shoulders. I steeled myself for the rush of sensation, and slowly, infinitely slowly, I began to lift my body up the length of his cock.
'Oooo-hhhhh!' I moaned. The pleasure ripped into my cunt with fists of iron. My cunt gripped his hardness in a sudden spasm of pleasure, but I continued to lift myself, watching in stark fascination as Adam's cock, as if by magic, began to reappear. It was all red and slimy and dripping with the wetness of my cunt. The long, emptying channel inside of me felt Tike a deflating balloon. 'Oh, Godl'
'Now, down again,' Adam instructed, grunting with pleasure. 'Up and down, like a merry-go-round.'
I felt the distended head of his cock pressed once again near the inner lips of my cunt, close to disengaging, and I plunged downward another time. I moved quickly now, once my cunt had tasted Adam's full length and thickness and had survived, and the searing intensity of penetration repeated itself. Only this time the pleasure was sharper, more acute. I pushed and pushed, until I was all the way down, and the full length of his cock was inside of me, touching me as I've never been touched before in my Me.
When I felt his balls tickling at the lips of my cunt, I slid up again, then down, up and down, up and down, until I was plunging like a piston, like a crazy jack-hammer, pounding Adam's cock in and out of my cunt. 'Soon, Sally,' Adam cried. 'Soon, soon, soon!'
I knew what he meant, and the words excited me beyond belief. Like a madwoman, I quickened my pace, sliding his cock in and out of my cunt until the rhythm was so insistent, so driving, that my body was lifted and carried away with the tempo. I felt myself incredibly building again-building towards still another orgasm.
My back was straining, and my thighs ached from the rapid lift and drop. Sweat coated my body like a second skin, and kept dripping into my open eyes, burning them until they teared.
I hunched forward and watched, in morbid, riveting fascination. Adam's cock slid in and out: wet and hard, parting the tightly-drawn lips, pumping the clitoris up until it felt as if it was going to pop-off from the building pressure. Then the realization hit me-I was watching Adam fuck me! I was watching myself getting laid!
Adam began to grunt, and I knew he was close to coming. He put his hands on my ass, holding me in place, and he began to pull me towards him, churning my hips, pushing me up and down the length of his straining cock. His fingers dug into my flesh, and I clawed my toes into the rug for support.
My cunt began to make a squishing, wet sound, like water sucking down a drain.
In and out, in and out, he drove his cock in and out, filling me then emptying me. His fingers rolled and pulled, chugging at me like the piston-arm of a steam engine: down, around, up and down; as if my cunt was nothing but a masturbatory extension of his hands; as if he was using my body to jerk himself off.
'Very soon, Sally,' he moaned. His lips were pulled into a grim mask, straining against his gritting teeth, and he said the words with such an effort that I thought he was in pain. His eyes were closed, and sweat mapped his face in a thousand tiny rivers. The cords of his neck stood out like thick rope, and he was sucking in air furiously. 'Get ready!' he cried, shuddering.
I was ready. My cunt was wrapped around his cock like a pair of fists around the end of a baseball bat. I squeezed into him as hard as I could. Tiny drops of sweat began to shake loose from the ends of my cunthairs. The entire length of my cuntal passageway was on fire, and with each plunge of Adam's cock, the fires burned hotter and brighter until the passion between my legs was an inferno, roaring out of control.
'NOWf' Adam screamed. He thrust his hips up hard into me, spreading my cunt and opening my thighs. 'I'm coming… now!'
The moment he began to come, Adam leaned forward and pressed his face between my flopping breasts. He began to lick and such my flesh, moving his tongue up and down the valley between my tits. I took one breast and slid it between his lips. He fixed fiis mouth to the end of the nipple and, as he came, he bit down into the sensitive nub of flesh, and caused my body to finally explode with all the fury of a delayed time-bomb.
His cock went off like a geyser: hot, thick, pressurized sperm gushed straight up into my cunt. He was like a volcano erupting molten lava. I could feel his cock trembling, throbbing, vomiting up thick, white-hot gobs of his bubbling sperm. Spitting, spewing, thrusting, pulsing, belching out its burning wetness, Adam filled my cunt with his orgasm.
'Ohgodimcoming!' I screamed, not believing it. 'I'm coming I'm coming I'm coming…'
Another string of muffled explosions went off inside my cunt. It began with' small, shattering bursts that triggered larger and more powerful ones that set off a whole explosive chain-reaction of multiple orgasms. The pleasure rushed from the top of my cunt and stabbed down into niy body like jagged bolts of lightning, piercing my quaking flesh. I felt something hot and runny coursing down the insides of my thighs, and I couldn't be sure whether it was the torrential gush of sperm from Adam's jetting cock, or the deluge of sensation from my own third orgasm, turning my cunt into a puddle of liquified flesh.
The orgasm was overwhelming in magnitude, and I tried to tighten my cunt around it. I tried to corral it, to contain it, but the clutching squeeze of the gripping cuntal muscles broke the orgasm off inside of me, and it went skewing wildly out of control. Like nails of fire, pleasure raked the whole area of my crotch until I felt as if I was bleeding with pleasure-until my insides were hollow from coming, and I had to scream for release. 'Oh my God!,.. Oh my God!…^Oh my GodT God!
And the orgasm kept on going higher and higher and higher and higher until it passed from pleasure Into pain. Then it went higher still, until my mind went blank, and I sjmply stopped experiencing any sensation at all. Like an insane bird racing towards the sun, the orgasm ripped into a blind, bright empty hole in the middle of my brain, and there, there in the glaring white-light of my pleasure, I suddenly saw the frozen truth. I could never go home again.
CHAPTER TWO
I waited in the shadows, standing off the roadway, building my courage. Every once in a while, a car swept around the curve, and the headlights flashed across my body la a sudden splash of light. Then darkness again.
I shuddered, even though it was a warm night Sweat coated my back, and made my dress stick to my flesh. For a moment I wished that I had taken tlie time to put the rest of my clothing on. All I was wearing was my dress. But I'd been in a hurry to get out «f Adam's room while he was sleeping. I had to get away.
An image flashed in my mind: I remembered how he looked, sleeping contentedly, like some bronzed god, naked under the sheets. And snoring loudly, just as Peter, my husband, snored after sex.
I pushed the memory from my brain. Another car pulled around the curve of the road, and I stepped towards it. Before I got any closer to the highway, the car was past, leaving behind the smelly wake of gasoline fumes in the warm night air. I looked at my wristwatch. It was ten minutes after two. Above, beyond the blinding haze of the highway, I could see one or two stars. They seemed to be winking down at me. Laughing, almost. I
