was doing everything he had taught her and then some, instinctively sucking him in deeply and lapping up and down the sides of his throbbing cockshaft just like she was sucking on a huge, delicious flesh-colored popsicle.
Jerry groaned again and slid his tongue in deeply, plunging into her blazing well of feminine sweetness. She was so creamy and blazing that he thought he could feel sparks run up and down his invading tongue as it came into contact with the innermost recesses of her trembling fiery channel. Her creamy juices were sweet and burning with passion, flooding over his taste buds like honey and driving him into a frenzy of probing erotic delight. Jerry knew that he could never get enough of this. He wanted more, ever more of her sweet, burning cream and he smacked and swallowed lustily as flood after flood of the sweet passionate nectar filled his mouth.
“Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh!” Crystal gasped, licking and sucking as fast as she could. Her body shivered in delight as she thought about what would happen when Jerry’s pulsing cock released its store of delicious-tasting sperm. She could scarcely wait for that ecstatic explosion when his hard, jerking prick would shoot into her greedy throat. She wanted it all, every drop, and she would keep right on sucking until Jerry’s cock was completely drained of cream. She would capture every bit of his strong flooding sperm and let it fill her hungry body with blazing, blasting heat.
The horny stud let out a muffled yelp as her lips slid around his cock tightly. She was milking him with her lips and tongue, begging and pleading with her squeezing throat. Crystal wanted him to cum and the thought of that blazing release of sperm drove Jerry into a frenzied burst of passionate motion.
“Mmmmmlph!” she squealed, her voice choked and muffled around Jerry’s huge cock.
Jerry’s tongue was plunging even harder now. It was as stiff as a sword, plunging into her cuntal tunnel. It was stiff and agile at the same time, pounding in and then wiggling lewdly. It was the sweetest stimulation she had ever known and she knew now that she was at the brink of rapture.
“Ohhh! Ahhhhh! Yesssss!” Crystal shrieked again. The heat was coursing through her body and her mind was whirling around in rapturous circles. Her tight little cuntal mouth was fluttering strongly around the burning width of Jerry’s tongue and every plunge, every wiggle, every slipping, slithering movement brought her closer to that breathtaking pinnacle of orgasm. It wouldn’t be long now. She could feel that. Thrills were crashing into a crescendo of desire and she squealed and sucked in wild abandon as she came closer and closer to the glittering goal of ecstasy.
He was almost at the end of his endurance. Her lips were so fiery, so squeezingly firm around his jerking cockshaft that he knew the moment had arrived. He couldn’t endure another second of her exquisite torture. His shivering testicles tightened and pulsed, begging for release. His body shook with the hot tremors of wild passion. His heart pounded loudly in his chest and then his cock stretched and quivered in her blazing throat, giving a mighty jerk as his testicles started to pump.
“Mmmmmmfff!” Crystal squealed, swallowing desperately. She felt the head of his cock balloon out and fill her throat until she could barely breathe. Then the first fiery blast of sperm shot into her throat and she gave a squeal of pure rapture.
Jerry plunged his tongue in and out in a frenzy of new vigor as his mighty prick began to burst. He felt her shuddering channel tighten and then it was sucking and squeezing around his tongue, spasming wildly as she began to explode too, in a double detonation of joyous pleasure. They were both cumming together and it was a wild culmination of their little game at the pool.
“Yesss! Ohhhhh! I want it!” Crystal gasped. Her pussy was churning and twisting inside, trying to turn itself inside out so Jerry’s tongue could touch every inch of blazing orgasming feminine sweetness. His tongue was driving into the eye of her orgasmic hurricane as she reached the shuddering height of ecstasy and screamed out her pleasure. Both of them were gobbling, swallowing and sucking until they dropped back in satisfied exhaustion, flopping back on the couch and giving each other tired but pleased smiles.
“You’re crazy!” Crystal groaned, laughing joyously. “Do you realize that we could have been kicked out for doing things like that in the pool?”
“You’re right,” he nodded, grinning lewdly. “I guess I just wanted something to remember for a couple of days. With your sister here, I’m not going to be able to see you and that’s going to be tough, baby!”
Her happy expression changed to one of worry. She knew exactly what Jerry meant. They had been having so much fun living together and now, for the next few days, they’d have to act like strangers. She couldn’t roll over to him in the middle of the night and do all the wonderful things they did for fun. Gail would be here… prim, proper Gail! Crystal was sure Gall hadn’t changed a bit. When she was living at home, Gail hadn’t even had a boyfriend and Crystal was willing to bet that Gail had never even been kissed. Why Gail would probably faint, dead away, if she knew even one tenth of what she and Jerry did for fun! Gail simply wouldn’t understand.
Crystal gave a tight little smile in the darkness. She really ought to liberate her older sister. Maybe she ought to ask Jerry to line Gail up with Frank Harris! That ought to be good for a few laughs!
The thought was so absurd that she almost dissolved in giggles. There was no way Frank Harris would be interested in Gail and even if he was, Gail would run from Jerry’s handsome boss as if he were hell on wheels! Not even Frank, as darkly handsome and experienced as he was, could turn Gail into a sexy person. Crystal would have bet her life on that!
CHAPTER THREE
“I must get home fairly soon,” Gail Davis said, smiling up at Herb Larsen, her date for that evening. “I have to pack and get ready for a very early start in the morning.”
“Why are you going two days early?” Herb asked, squinting his eyes behind his hornrimmed glasses. “The teacher’s convention doesn’t start until Wednesday.”
“I know,” Gail explained. “I called in a sub for Monday and Tuesday. I’m going early so I can visit with my sister, Crystal. She’s going to beauty college there. You know how it is, Herb. The folks are a little worried about Crystal all alone in the big city. I promised them I’d check up on her a little… make sure she’s eating right and not running around with a bad crowd. She’s the baby of the family.”
“Let’s have one more drink before I take you home,” Herb suggested, snapping his fingers to get the bartender’s attention. “It’s going to be really dull in the teacher’s lounge without you next week, Gail. I’m going to miss you something awful.”
“Why, Herb!” Gail gasped, her face flaming at the unexpected compliment. “I’m only going to be gone for a week! Besides… you said you might fly up for the convention on Wednesday. Maybe Crystal and I can invite you over to her apartment for dinner.”
“That’d be swell,” Herb grinned. “I’d love to meet your baby sister. She can’t be half as nice as you are though.”
Gail felt her face flame again and she coughed a little, deliberately trying to cover up her embarrassment. Gail had never gotten used to accepting compliments. She didn’t think she was a bit pretty, but it was nice of Herb to say so anyway. She’d always looked nice, but never pretty. Crystal was the beauty in the family. Gail hadn’t even had a boyfriend until Herb came along. Not that Herb was a boyfriend, or anything like that. He was just a friend… the teacher who had the classroom next to hers. She taught English and he taught American History. They were co-workers and friends, but that was as far as things had gone. Gail wasn’t sure she wanted them to go any farther. She liked Herb a lot but she’d decided that she never wanted to marry. After seeing what her mother had to put up with, Gail had vowed that she would get along nicely without a man in her house. Her father was always ordering her mother to do something and Gail couldn’t stand to be ordered around. She preferred to live in a nice little one- bedroom apartment by herself and not have a boss at home too. One boss was enough to Gail’s way of thinking.
Before Gail even thought too much about it, she was sipping on her second drink of the evening. The unaccustomed alcohol was making her feel very young and silly. Everything Herb said seemed terribly bright and wonderfully witty. It was sort of fun, going out for an evening with a nice man once in awhile. Of course she wouldn’t want to make a steady practice of it. It might give Herb ideas. But still… it was pleasant for an occasional night.
“Just one more for the road,” Herb grinned, ordering two more drinks before Gail had time to protest. She
