«Is it good to have a tight pussy?» Jan asked ingenuously, rubbing her hand over the fancy-fucking cock in Davis' pants. She noted his exaggeration, but her mother had always taught her not to contradict adults, so she remained silent. To herself though, she said that his cock didn't come anywhere near his knees.
«The best, chick, the best,» Davis said. «Wives get slack-cunted after they've had a kid or two, and fucking them is like fishing with a string in a bucket. A guy's damned lucky to hit the side every once in a while.»
She slowed, made a left turn across the highway, and plunged the little car down a narrow but paved road that headed toward the white bridge at the head of the reservoir. Across the bridge, they started climbing again, and in a few moments pulled to a stop in front of a secluded cabin surrounded by a dense grove of redwood trees. When Davis switched off the motor, the only sounds to be heard were the snapping and popping of the cooling engine.
«This is nice,» she said, stretching as he helped her out. «It's so nice and quiet.»
«It's also hard to find,» Davis said. «That's why Curly likes it so much.»
«Is he a crook?» she asked innocently.
«Only if you're the older brother of the chicks he fucks,» Davis said, guiding her in the darkness toward the stairs. «I likes quail better than anything else.»
«Quail?» she queried.
«San Quentin quail,» Davis said, opening the door to the cabin. «You're one, in case you didn't know?»
«What's a San Quentin quail? she asked.
«It's a chick that a dirty old man like me fucks,» he said, snapping on a light. «I could go to jail for a long time for dragging my dirty old dong through your sweet little snatch.»
«That's not fair,» Jan said. «Not if I want you to fuck me.»
«It's the law, just the same,» Davis said taking her in his arms and kissing her passionately. «But I'm not going to worry about it. There's no fuzz here.»
«I'm glad,» she whispered, blowing in his ear and rubbing her hips sharply against the tight outline of his hard cock. «I'd hate to have to fuck a policeman.»
«I'd hate to get fucked by a cop,» Davis said, his mind clouding with the passion this little hick always produced in him. He clawed at her clothing, eager now to get her nude so they could start their fucking. «I want to fuck you.»
«Easy,» Jan said. «Don't tear my clothes. My mother would ask a lot of questions if I came in with torn clothes.»
«She's going to ask where you were, in any case, isn't she?» Davis asked, controlling his eagerness and unbuttoning her blouse so she could shuck it off. Then he released her bra so that her firm, large tits tumbled into view.
«No,» Jan said, helping him undress her as best she could. «She doesn't give a damn about me any more. She used to teach me lots of things when I was a kid, but now all she says me is not to let boys play with my body.»
«Do you?
«Nope,» Jan said, giggling as she stepped out of her skirt, taking her panties with it. She was wearing now only bobby sox and saddle Oxfords. «I prefer men instead.»
He led her to a thick, large carpet in front of the stone fireplace that dominated the far corner of the room. She settled herself into the most provocative pose she could think of while he busied himself making a fire. It wasn't cold, but the room had a chill to it, after having been unheated for who knew how many days.
When it was blazing nicely, Davis snapped out the light he'd turned on early, quickly shed his clothes and joined her on the carpet.
«Is this where Curly fucks his young chicks?» Jan asked as he slipped a hand between her legs and insinuated a finger within the large lips of her cunt.
«I would imagine so,» Davis said. «I wouldn't really know. You're the first young chick I've ever fucked.»
She rolled on her side to face him, her nipples grazing the half flesh of his chest.
«Am I as good as women?» she asked. «The women you've fucked, I mean.»
He pretended to be considering the question seriously.
«Well …» he said slowly, and then he grinned. «You're the greatest, little chick, I've never known anybody who could fuck as good as you.
«Then why,» she said impishly, «are we talking so much and not fucking?»
He had no good answer for that, so as she spread her legs to make it easier for him to get to her cunt, he sucked a nipple deep into his lips and tongued it avidly. It rose to meet his ministrations rapidly, spelling out the fiery passion that boiled within her belly, and as he fingered her clitty simultaneously her come was almost upon her at once. She grasped his hard cock and began stroking it up and down, up and down, for even though it hardly reached half-way to his knees, it was more than adequate to provide her with the kind of fuck-pleasure she craved the most.
Knowing she about to come, and not wanting simply to be finger-fucked, darling Jan rolled atop the fancy- fucking bartender, straddled his cock and deftly slipped it inside her cunt.
«Fuck me, Davis, fuck me!» she cried, beginning to ride up and down his long shaft of fuck-meat. «Fuck me until I come, and then shoot me full of your cream! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!»
She put her hands flat on his chest and rotated her hips around and around, at the same time up and down, so that the sensations produced on his cock by her tight pussy were sensational. He was hot, he was horny, he was almost ready to come.
When she tightened down on her cunt muscles, increasing the friction on his cock, he exploded. Gout after gout of pungent sperm shot from the end of his cock into her juicy, young cunt … and she continued fucking ravenously, for though she was close, she hadn't managed to make the grade as yet. When the last spasm of his come had shuddered through him, and she felt his cock begin to retreat, she was still unsatisfied.
But Jan was an inventive, child when it came to sex, and though she'd never yet failed to come when she was being fucked by a man, she knew instinctively what to do. She kept her cunt muscles tight so that his softening prick remained trapped within her, and then she reached down and began massaging her tight, hard clit with the pad of her middle finger. She rolled the tiny nubbin around and around, mashing it firmly against her pubic bone at the same time, until at last her come washed over her with the force of a tidal wave.
She cried aloud as the first charged spasm hit her, collapsing atop the randy-fucking Davis as she did so. She kept his cock within her while her cunt spasmed and throbbed, so that she could feel she had something inside her while she was coming. The electric sensations seemed endless as she came and came, and just as they were subsiding Davis aroused them for a second time by suddenly thrusting his finger into her ass.
Long, weakening moments later her come was over, and as Davis gently removed his impudent digit from her ass she raised up and looked at him.
«Oh wow!» she said, not fully in control of her breathing yet. «That was great! I didn't have any idea finger- fucking could be that good.»
«There's not any kind of sex that can't be good,» the fancy-fucking Davis said. «It depends on how it's done, and how you think about it.»
«Really?» Jan said, rolling off his firm, masculine body. His cock slipped from her pussy with a liquid plop, trailing a filament of gism down the inner part of her thigh. «I always thought jacking off was something you did because there wasn't anything better to do.»
She thought briefly of her fiery fucking the previous day with Meat, but decided not to mention it to Davis. Even though he was known for his fancy-fucking techniques, she wasn't sure he would be able to cope with fucking a pussy that had had doggy cock in it.
«Jacking off can give you just a good a come as cock,» Davis said. «And some of the things you can do can be even better than a simple screw.»
Jan was an apt pupil, for her mother had taught her to learn as much as she possibly could, so she asked a lot of questions about jacking off while they both rested after their first, frantic fuck. She'd fucked with Davis enough to know that he wasn't a one-time Charlie, but that he needed to rest a few minutes between comes. So while he was renewing his fuck-strength, she questioned him closely about some of the ways a chick could jack off that he knew about.
