'No shit,' Midge said.
So, Lucille thought, her stomach shaking from controlled laughter, the arrogant son-of-a-bitch had bought it anyway. He was Looking for a bargain, or what he thought was one, from a young, good-looking cunt who was undercharging herself, and he ended up paying through the nose for it. 'How…' Lucille couldn't help laughing out loud,…. how much did you take him for?'
'A little over two hundred and fifty bucks. I left him the change.'
'Beautiful!' Lucille cried, filling the car with shrill laughter.
'How far are you going?' Midge asked, when, at last, the woman called down and drove with one hand while she wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes with a hanky in the other.
'New Orleans… Florida maybe. I don't know, right now… I'm loose.'
'I can pay my part of the gas,' Midge said.
Lucille studied her out of the corner of her eye. They would make a good team, Lucille thought. The girl obviously enjoyed sex, she was young, and she could certainly take care of herself. Besides, Lucille's instincts about women were usually right.
'Can you drive?'
'Sure… why?'
'You see that boy way up there on the highway?'
'Yeah,' Midge said, straining her eyes in the distance. 'He's hitching.'
'I'm going to pick him up and I want you to drive.'
Midge smiled. 'You gonna make up for last night?'
'That's right,' Lucille said, braking the car, and scoring another point in her head for the girl.
She was smart.
They were going to get along just fine.
CHAPTER FIVE
He was eighteen and just bumming around the country-not out to seek his fortune, just out for some kicks. For all of his heavy talk about being a tentative man of the world and the gleam in his eyes at seeing two beautiful women in the car that picked him up, he hadn't the foggiest idea what he was about to experience.
The car had barely come to a halt when Lucille dove into the back seat and Midge slid over to drive. He climbed into the passenger side. Lucille leaned against the back of the front seat as the girl maneuvered the car back onto the highway and into the fast lane.
'What's your name?' Lucille asked as she struggled out of her skirt, panty hose and shoes.
'Don,' he said, his lower lip vibrating, his eyes casing the obvious abundance of tit under Midge's thin sweater.
'How long have you been on the road, Don?' Midge asked, keeping the car at a steady pace.
'About a month,' he answered.
'Been getting a lot?' Lucille asked, smiling as he started to squirm a little.
'Well… I… some,' he stammered.
'Was it good?' Midge queried.
'Well…a…yeah…it's all good,' he said, smiling, still nervous but hoping all their talk had action somewhere behind it.
'As good as this,' Lucille said, grasping his hand and placing it on her breast behind the seat.
'That's… that's mighty fine,' he gasped.
'You like to fuck, Don?' Midge asked, raising her ass in the seat and pulling her skirt up to her hips.' 'Cause we love to fuck.'
'Doesn't everybody,' he said, again laughing nervously. He gulped at the sight of Midge's full white thighs and the strip of black panty running down between them. Tiny blonde curls found their way outside the strip of material to make his mouth water and his cock harder to a prominent bulge at the front of his pants.
Lucille unhooked her bra and slid both it and her blouse off. Her tit, bare, the nipple hard, filled his hand and his whole body started to shake in anticipation. She settled into the back seat and spread her legs wide, resting her heels on top of the front seat, one of her toes tickling his ear.
'Then why don't you crawl back here and take a good turn on this!'
He looked over the seat. What he saw made his hand go at once to his crotch. She was holding the lips of her pussy wide apart, giving him a beautiful view of the pink inner folds of her cunt. Clear liquid was already running in trickling streams from her hole. The clitoris was distended like a tiny cock that winked at him from the top of her delectable slit. For a woman her age her skin was smooth where the soft inner thighs molded into her cunt and the rounded bulges of her ample buttocks.
'Jesus!' he exclaimed.
'Let's see your meat,' Midge said, trying with one free hand to fumble with his zipper.
He unzipped his fly and pulled his rigid cock free from his pants. It was a good solid cock, about eight inches, and thick, with a bulging head almost twice the width of the shaft.
'C'mon, baby,' Lucille urged from the back seat, ramming two fingers up her cunt and then inserting them in her mouth so she could suck her own pungent juices. She watched the boy scramble over the seat, his face full of lust and youthful anticipation. There was even a bit of drool coming out the sides of his mouth. His cock was fairly leaping up and down in front of his pants. 'Take your clothes off, baby,' she said.
She watched him tear the clothes from his body. She knew that he would pop his nuts right away if he got inside her but she also knew she could get him up again right away. She knew about younger boys. They liked to see a woman at her primitive best. She knew that sprawling like that, in the back seat of a car, naked, traveling down a super highway, she looked just like that to him; legs spread, her face in a grimace of lust, her pussy gaping and throbbing under his gaze, her tits shaking as her hand ground into her cunt.
He settled over her, his cock pressing between her legs like a young bull's. She was moving her hips against his, and the heat from her pussy flowed through his body, blasting his brain. His thighs started shaking and his. arms turned to putty. He could hardly hold his weight off her body.
She knew he was lying about getting any. He had probably done nothing all that month on the road but masturbate. Just seeing her body and being that close to it made his cock jump so badly that she was sure he was going to come all over her belly before he even got inside her.
'You gonna come, baby,' she said. 'Take it easy, no rush.'
'I can't help it,' he gasped, his tongue practically hanging out of his mouth; his eyes glued to the bouncing hugeness of her pink-tipped breasts. 'Let me get it in ya!'
'Wait a minute, honey,' Lucille cooed. 'I don't want that. I want you in me and with me for a good long one.. Let me finish you off the first time mother way and then you can relax and we can both enjoy it.'
'What… how?' he jabbered.
'You ever been blowed, sweetie?' Lucille asked.
'Just by a guy… once, when I was in school. But I ain't gay.'
'Of course you're not, Donnie, honey,' Lucille said, trying to calm him down. 'Fucking is fucking… any way you get it is good.'
She pushed him over to sit on the seat while she got down on her knees in front of him. She ran her tongue up both of his thighs, mouthed and tongued his balls, and rubbed her ample tits against his knees.
'Oh shit,' he groaned, 'oh shit, that feels good.'
She plunged her mouth down over his hard cock, taking almost half of it into her throat m one suck. She wasn't going to waste his first, good big come on the outside of her body. She wanted it in her belly, whether it was through her cunt or through her mouth meant no difference. She wanted to suck his cock anyway, relieve him of that first load so that he could stay with her, bring her to many orgasms and then have another of his own, perhaps bigger than the first.
In front, Midge turned the rear-view mirror downward so she could see all the sweet action going on in the back seat. She saw the boy's face twist into what became almost an intense parody of passion as his meat slid
