He reached down and cupped each of her monumental white globes. They were soft yet firm to his touch as he thumbed the nipples, feeling them harden under his-sweating hands.
'God!' came the exclamation from Lucille in the front seat. 'What a fucking body.' Midge heard her and smiled around the thickness of the boy's meat at the older woman's reflection in the rear-view mirror. Then she returned with vigor to her work.
He began stroking his cock in and out, allowing the juices of her mouth to lubricate the entire length of his staff until, at last, it was disappearing into her mouth to its full length with each stroke.
Satisfied that he was plenty hard, Midge let his prick slip from her mouth with a loud pop, and nestled her ass back into the seat. She spread her legs and rubbed her snatch with the heels of both her hands.
'Eat me!' she said, a tone of absolute command in her voice.
'I want to fuck you,' he panted.
'Later! Eat me first. C'mon, hurry up! Get your face into my pussy!'
He lowered himself to her, the odor of her cunt drifting up to his nostrils serving to urge him on. He could see the pulsating outer lips and they seemed to contract and talk to him, telling him that they wanted to be sucked. He kissed each one, allowing his tongue to worm its way between them and enter her hole. The inner flesh was wet and silky as his tongue ran in and out.
She groaned and squeezed her legs around his head, trapping his face against her pussy. She obviously loved it, but her voice took on a hard, raspy quality as she berated him.
'Eat it, cunt lapper. C'mon, prick, suck my cunt! Harder, shithead, can't you do it harder? I sucked your prick better than that. C'mon, do me some good, get your tongue up my hole or I'll piss all over your face!'
Lucille wasn't shocked but she was amazed that the young boy was taking all that abuse from a female. He not only took it, he seemed to like it. At least the intensity of his tongue in Midge's cunt had not lessened. In fact; it had doubled. It looked as though she would choke him, or at the very least, break his neck with the pressure she was exerting on his head with her tautly flexing thighs.
She might not like men, Lucille thought, but she sure liked fucking them. And while Lucille didn't dig Midge's total scene of degrading a man while she was fucking him, the older woman certainly saw some merit in it.
The young boy was really trying now as if he were being spurred on by both her verbal attack and her heels. He buried his face in her cunt as hard as he could, as if he were trying to duplicate the effects of a prick in her snatch with his tongue and chin.
Suddenly she grabbed him by the ears and urged his body upward on hers. He understood and lifted his head from between her legs. He worked his way up her body, his mouth all over her belly and her breasts. The nipples were as large as cherries and as hard as little rocks. He sucked one and then the other between his lips, nibbling at them and shooting them to the roof of his mouth with his working tongue.
Midge was mindless of everything but the pleasant tortures in her own body. She became a groaning, writhing mass of flesh that only wanted his cock to be plunged deep inside her to put out the fire that she alone had willed upon herself.
She toughly grabbed his cock and led it to her cunt. 'Shove it in!' she shouted. 'Give it to me!'
He did as she asked, pumping his hips in sheer joy-her cunt was anything and everything a man could ask for. But then a rude awakening hit him as she started screaming in his ear.
'There, you prick, your cock's in my cunt! Haven't you ever wondered what it's like to be a girl and take a man's hard cock? To feel it plunge into you and stretch your pussy apart? Haven't you ever dreamed of having a stiff cock in you, warm and thick, going back and forth and then exploding all wet and warm and bathing the inside of you? Well it feels good, you prick! So give it to me, give all of it to me!'
She grunted underneath him as he redoubled his efforts, almost in fear from her screams and rantings. She was panting, and a light sheen of perspiration covered her body. Her chest was rising and falling, making her tits jump up toward his mouth instead of sloping off to either side of her body.
He wallowed into her body, his mind suddenly black, bereft of anything but the sensations of sex with this wildly gyrating girl beneath him. The touch, the smells, the sight of her hairy bush pulsating around his pounding cock drove everything out of his mind except the desire to satisfy her.
And that was exactly what she wanted.
He shoved it all into her and held as his spunk flew in streams up her channel. At the same time, she creamed her orgasm over his cock, bathing his balls and the seat beneath them with her juices.
'You were a little hard on him, weren't you?' Lucille asked. They were parked in a gas station, filling up. The boy had gone to the rest room.
'Why?' Midge asked, unconcerned.
'Oh, I don't know. It just seemed that you were taking something out on him.'
'Maybe. What the fuck? He got what he wanted a fuck. I got what I wanted-a fuck. Is there any more to it than that? Whatta you wanna do, Lucille,' Midge continued, staring directly into the older woman Ј eyes, 'fall in love with him or something?'
Lucille just shook her head at the girl's logic. She was saying things that she, herself, had often thought of but had never really reasoned out. Suddenly Lucille thought how much older this girl was than her years. It probably should have bothered her, but it didn't. Instead, it intrigued her.
'What should we do with him?'
'I don't care,' Midge said with a careless shrug. 'Let him ride along for a while if you want. It's no skin off my ass and it'll be a cock for tonight without fucking around in the cocktail lounge.'
Lucille smiled even broader. 'You have the damnedest way of reading my mind, Midge.'
Lucille got a perverted kick out of explaining to the motel clerk that night, when they checked in, that Midge and Don were her children and she was taking them south to get away from the horrible influences up north in the big city. 'All those teenagers with loose morals. You know what I mean?'
'Oh, ah do!' he adamantly agreed, hardly able to take his eyes away from the ripple of her tits under her clothing as she shook her head.
The boy was elated that they had decided to take him with them. He, like they, didn't much care where he went, especially since it was with two women who obviously loved cock as much as he loved cunt.
The early part of the evening was spent with dinner, which the girls paid for, and then a few drinks in the room watching television. The conversation became so sterile and the action so boring that he became convinced that all the He suggested that maybe they would like to smoke a little grass. He just happened, he said, to have some with him. To his surprise and delight they both agreed, and within an hour they were all stoned, and the talk started getting back to sex.
Lucille giggled and looked directly at Midge as she slid her hand up under her own dress and rubbed her pussy. 'Midge, you've got bigger, firmer tits than I've got and that should piss me off. But it doesn't.'
'That's good,' Midge said, nodding dumbly and giggling herself.
'And just to prove it, I'll show you by sucking on the… I mean, them. Both of them, I mean. I think I'm so stoned I don't know what the fuck I mean. Let's take our fucking clothes off and do a little dance for this fine young man with the fine young cock.' Lucille stood unsteadily in front of the other girl.
'Okay, all right. Thas finarooney with me,' Midge said, her giggle running her words into mush.
They stood and unzipped each other's dresses. Together, they pulled them over their heads and stood in front of him nude.
The only music was supplied by an organ from a horror movie on the television. It didn't make any difference to the girls. They made up their own beat anyway.
They started slowly, feet planted firmly on the floor so they wouldn't fall. They moved mostly with their hips and shoulders, shaking in such a way that their naked tits and asses rose and fell in a humping, grinding way that was better than any stripper.
As they watched each other's bodies they both became more intrigued and enchanted with the other's rippling flesh. Their emphasis shifted from their tits to the area of their cunts. They put more into the bumps and grinds, now and then shoving their pussies together in the process.
The boy was getting tense just watching them. He removed his clothes and fisted his already hard cock, pumping up and down on the shaft as if he were keeping rhythm with them.
They turned to each other and Midge leaned forward and sucked one of Lucille's nipples far into her mouth. She made slurping sounds as she sucked and chewed on the tit, taking as much of the globe as she could between
