'What?' Bo looked at her.
Dee Dee took her mouth from the spit-slippery knob and opened her eyes. 'What Auntie?'
'You heard me!' Clara knew it must be some other person speaking. She never sounded so coarse and hoarse in her life. 'I want to suck it!'
Dee Dee grinned and aimed Bo's huge pole at her face.
Clara didn't know what had possessed her. She stared at Bo's tower of cock meat as if hypnotized as she neared the thunderous prick.
'Take it!' Dee Dee said.
Clara gripped the throbbing club, then tested her tongue across the glans slit. A single pearly drop of glistening wetness oozed from her efforts. She backed and looked.
'Go on, Auntie, suck it, suck it!'
Clara tested the dewy drop. It was warm, salty, velvet and almost like Dee Dee's love juice. She smacked her lips and trailed her fingers along the length of his iron-hard prick, then ran her slobbering tongue around the ridge of the cockhead, tasting, testing. It was strangely good. She didn't think she'd like it. She slid her lips over the entire, hot, spongy cockhead. It was so big she had to move her tongue out of the way to engulf the throbbing giant an inch or so beyond the glans. My goodness! Such a sensation. She stroked down on the alive bludgeon.
She took the head deeper into her mouth, feeling the bone-hard rod inside the glans prodding at her throat. The wings of the glans filled her mouth from side to side, and even her teeth were alive to the slick bumping motion as the ridge around the knob slid further in.
'Ohhh,' Bo groaned and plunged his hips to get it in deeper.
Clara allowed the thick searing marshmallow to bump and probe at the rear of her throat. As Bo withdrew she closed over the rib of his cockhead. She tasted the sweet hot flesh, rolling her tongue back and forth over the savory morsel. The tip of her tongue brushed over the peehole. There was another sticky, salty tear that electrified her titties and swelled her cunt. 'OOOHHHR!' She wanted it in her. NO! She didn't mean to say that. She didn't know why she said it. She didn't like men. Besides, she was a virgin. But oh, the drop tasted good. She licked it up and wondered if Bo was coming. Then realized it was just another delicious pre-coital lubrication. She had seen Bo come before. She would know when he did. She would know.
Her cheeks collapsed as she vacuumed more of his cock into her mouth. Lord, it was big! She rushed her tongue along the shaft in strong licking sweeps. It wasn't at all like eating pussy. It was more like licking on a hot candy cane. She rolled her lips along the fleshy pole as she bobbed back and forth, sucking for his orgasm, demanding that he come.
'Suck it! Oohhh, that's nice, Auntie. Ooorh, your'e a natural!' Bo's panting voice swirled and danced in Clara's disjointed brain. He grabbed the back of her head and held her as he fucked his cock savagely into her face.
What was the matter with her? Why was she doing this? Still, she couldn't blot out the deep sensual feeling that Bo's cock gave her as it slid back and forth over the tingling nerve ending of her clamped lips. Each long, throat-filling stroke of his rod made her insides melt a little more; her poor virgin pussy was soaked and leaking and she could feel the thick love lubricant dropping down the insides of her thighs. Damn, what was wrong with her! She didn't like men!
'Ooohhhhssshhhiiitttt!!' Bo groaned out between clenched teeth and damn near impaled her as he drove mighty lunges into her mouth. He was coming and she was doing it.
Clara put just enough tooth pressure on his cock to scrape and drive him crazy, but otherwise allowed him to drive his wonderful, swelling, hardening rod into her mouth.
'Oohh! Oohhh! Aaaahhhhhwwwwiiieee!!!'
Boiling spurts of delicious come splashed against the rear of her throat as he jerked in ecstatic ecstasy. Clara swallowed and sucked mightily for more. His jism was pure heaven nectar and besides, she was coming! Each time Bo jerked and threw a love shot, volcanic, rapturous bolts charged from her virgin womb and smothered her in ravenous joy.
'Stop!' Bo was pushing on her forehead. 'I can't stand it!'
Clara allowed his tamed monster to escape her sucking mouth and sat back grinning at Dee Dee. 'I showed him!'
'Yes, you did!' Dee Dee smiled. 'See what you've been missing? Next is to let him put that thing way up in your belly. It will drive you insane!'
Now that the desire had left her, Clara was almost sickened at the thought. 'Never!' She got off the bed and grabbed for her clothes. 'I must have been crazy to do that!'
'You saying you didn't like it!' Bo said grinning at her. Then he milked one last pearly come drop to the tip of his semi-hard cock. 'Here, I got a last taste for you.' He hunched and stretched his prick at her.
'Get away!' Clara half swatted at his tool and scurried out of the room with her clothes.
Dee Dee laughed with Bo. 'She liked it all right. But what about me? You going to get it up again?'
Bo shook his head. 'No way, Kitten, I'm through!'
Dee Dee was disappointed but expected it… 'All right,' she said, 'it's not much but I'll settle for that!' She pointed at his come drop.
Bo grinned and offered. Dee Dee licked, then mouthed the softening giant. Now that it was softening, Dee Dee could get more of the spongy hot meat in her mouth. She could handle something this size. Oops, had handled a prick this size. Marcus! Not only handled it, she had swallowed it.
On an impulse, Dee Dee suddenly plunge-suckstuffed Bo's semi-hard cock all the way in her mouth, then opened her throat and swallowed. Oh, God!! A sensuous, erotic shiver rippled over her body as Bo's meat slid all the way down her throat until her lips touched his pubic hairs.
Bo gasped and tensed. 'Oh Jesus! Kitten! Oh Jesus!'
Dee Dee could feel his hot cock thickening and hardening in her throat as she swallowed and massaged the salami. As much as she enjoyed the wondrous meat so deep in her, she knew she had to get it out before Bo's cock reached its monstrous size. She put her hands on Bo's groin and pushed away from him. When his cock popped free, it sprung straight up, hard and ready.
'What about now?' Dee Dee said and motioned to his cock. 'Looks like you're ready after all!'
'He might be,' Auntie said from the doorway, 'but you're damn sure not.'
Dee Dee glanced at her aunt. Dee Dee didn't know why but her urge suddenly died as if ice water were tossed on her belly. 'What is it? What's the matter?'
'That was Herbie on the phone.' Auntie's face was ash-white. 'He said to tell you that Mr. Doyle just got back from his vacation and is looking for his car.'
Dee Dee damn near fainted.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Mr. Doyle was a fussy, crotchety old widower of seventy. When Dee Dee walked into her house he was mad as hell and fuming at Auntie.
'What do you mean, she took my car? That's theft! Who gave her the right? That's the trouble with the young whipper-snappers of today. They don't have any respect for other people's property.'
Auntie was overly solicitous. 'You're right, Mr. Doyle, absolutely right. She was wrong, absolutely wrong, but I'm sure she didn't plan on a hit-and-run. On the…'
'She didn't have a right to take it in the first place.' Mr. Doyle wouldn't be pacified. 'She's been in my place every day since. There're probably other things missing!'
That got to Dee Dee. Granted she was wrong in using his car, but she wasn't a thief. 'That's not so!' she blurted out and marched in front of the old man. 'I've never taken a thing of yours!'
'You took my car!'
'I borrowed your car. I was…'
'Same thing. You had no right!' He waved an old gnarled finger in her face. 'Impertinent, that's what you youngsters are, and irresponsible! You just have no respect. Well,' he nodded his head in a decision, 'I'm going to teach you! I'm going to put the police on you.' He started out the door.
