cold.
'You better do as she says. She has one hell of a temper.'
He jumped around. Yes, Rhonda had said it. Her eyes were now open, now intent on his nylon swimsuit. She grinned, and all the while her hand didn't stop massaging the liquid tissues of her vagina. 'I'm a very light sleeper, very light. When you opened the drapes you didn't have to worry about waking me, I was already awake.'
'Oh.'
'You enjoyed looking at me, didn't you?' she asked with a slow, feline drawl
Neil noticed she was now taking a turn looking at him. He nodded. She grinned. 'You're the kid who saved that little girl, aren't you?'
He nodded again. A large flow of thick wetness oozed from the blood-red pussy and trickled down the crack of Rhonda's flattened ass. 'I read about it when I got in this morning. I'm a stewardess, I had the late flight. That's really quite a picture they ran of you, but I must say it really didn't do you justice. You look much more promising in the flesh.'
Neil swallowed. He was hot, and even though he hardly had any clothes on he wanted to run a finger around his collar and let a cooling draft of air in. The woman was taunting him, driving him crazy as she manipulated her streaming pussy with quick, hard flicks of her fingers.
'Want to come to bed with me?' she asked like it was an offer of coffee. Neil was honest, he dumbly nodded.
She separated her legs even wider and smiled. This was a pleasant, friendly smile. The teasing was past, she had wrenched every bit of enjoyment she could out of enticing him so strongly, now she wanted to have her own arousal satisfied. 'Take off those silly trunks and come here.'
Neil was obedient. He slid the suit down his legs and let it drop to the floor. His large pole swung free and finally stabilized into a marble-hard erection of impressive stature. He walked to the side of the bed and started to sit next to the hip-gyrating woman.
'No! Don't sit. I want to get you good and ready first.' With one hand still thrashing the wetness of her cunt, she rolled onto her elbow and leaned toward Neil's standing body. Her mouth abruptly, unceremoniously came into contact with his pulsating muscles of stiffness.
Her full, succulent lips opened and swallowed the head of his dick with one saliva-soaked gulp. Then her head lifted, neck craned, and like a seabird gobbling a fish she managed to work her stretching lips down deep along his trembling shaft. Neil's knees felt weak. The soft, satiny feel of her lips slowly sliding further and further down his pecker was one of(the finest sensations he had ever known.
Then her tongue topped it all off. The wet, warm tip of her snaking tongue touched the pinnacle of his cock and washed a slow circle around it. Then it dug underneath the glans and tickled it into the greatest fire he had ever felt. Then it made barber-pole swirls downward before coming back up to repeat the wonderful washing of his head.
'I'm going to come…' he stammered as the scalding rise of his sperm became uncontrollable.
He thought she would back away from his hose, avoid the blast of his cream. But he was wrong. His announcement made her release her cunt and crawl eagerly onto her knees. She put both her hands behind him to cup his ass and press his stiff cock inside her mouth, cram his fat, hard, long pecker far into the recesses of her throat with a gurgling suck.
Neil's hips jerked forward with terrific power. His cock received more of her lips further down the shaft. His cock head rammed into the rear wall of her throat just as the pasty soup of his balls burst loose. The sperm splattered deep inside her sucking throat, it plastered, soaked, drenched her esophagus with one mighty ejaculation.
Semen filled her mouth as she backed away to gasp for air and feel his pecker bless her tongue. She was surprised by the great amount of cream she was drawing as it filled, flowed, and adhered to her teeth, tonsils, and the roof of her mouth. But there was a last course still coming. Before she could swallow the bountiful sperm hosed free and topped the former load to fill out her cheeks and cause some spillage over her lower lip.
With a slurping, gulping action she saved as much of Neil's jism as she could manage. She fell back on the bed and let his still-hard cock flop free as she swallowed several times to contain the whole load.
'God! You are a regular cream factory,' she moaned. Then she wiped her mouth and saw he was still at attention, still capable of further duty. Her legs went back apart and she held her arms out to him. 'Come on, my big friend, now let's see if you can give me as much pleasure as I just gave you.
Neil had lost all hesitation in such matters. He lost no time crawling onto the unmade bed and positioning his body between her long, curving legs. The ripe smell of her well-massaged cunt filled his nostrils as he lay forward and aimed his cock into the curly hair of her crotch.
He was glad she didn't guide his cock with her hand like Gloria had. He wanted to learn, wanted to know how to find the hole on his own. He was surprised when he found that it took no effort at all. Just put it into the vee of her legs and press forward. Before you know it the hot cunt lips are sucking the head of your cock right into their comforting clasp.
His spike parted the lips easily and found hardly any resistance as it channeled deep into the crevice. He plowed inside as far as he could reach and she took it all, every inch, right down to the top of his scrotum. Then she lifted her fine hips and bounced into him to take anything that might have been left outside.
'Ohhhhhh…' she sighed. 'You just fit. You're just right, just deep enough.'
To show what she meant she ground herself up into him and let Neil feel the back walls of her box press against his deeply imbedded cock head. He was totally inside, it was incredibly wet, slick, warm, and comfortable. He knew he was inside a cunt perfectly matched to his member.
Her arms circled his neck and she pulled his mouth to hers as her hips began to dance an endless, grinding waltz into him. As her tongue snaked inside his lips with a deep stab Neil was worried because she had just had his sperm all over his slippery organ. But the fear was dispelled by the talented lashing and probing of the wet guest. So what? he thought, it's my own come… the best in the world.
Rhonda didn't need much time to work her body into a state of constant motion. The waltz of her hips changed to a two-step, then a fox-trot, next a rumba, finally she was pounding hard rock-and-roll into his stabbing crotch. One of her hands had traveled down his back to hold his tight ass firmly into her open crotch as she banged fiercely up into and around him.
Neil was engulfed by her thrashing body. The pillow breasts were squashed out to each side and bubbled and swayed with each of her jolting lifts. Her one arm circled his head, her tongue sloshed around and into his mouth at will, her strong legs wrapped firmly around his for leverage, and she literally threw his body high in the air with each full-bodied lift.
He was like a small rowboat on the high seas as the tidal swells of her body rocked him up and down. She'd pull away from his mouth and gasp for air with a full-throated rasp that sounded like surf breaking on the beach. Then high tide hit.
She half groaned, half screamed as her cunt sent sucking ripples of clasping pressure along his still-hard rod. They started at the lips and flowed inward to cap it all off with a tight pucker on his cock head. Neil had read about such phenomena but never dreamed they were so powerful.
'Ummmmmm,' she hummed as the climax enveloped her completely. She closed her eyes, which made her relax and collapse below him. Neil picked up her tempo and kept grinding his cock deep into her vibrating box until all the ripples stopped and the experienced, forward, and direct Rhonda lay below him, completely spent.
'You better call Susan, she managed to sigh. 'I'm through.'
But there was no need to call Susan as Neil noticed when he sat up next to the exhausted body of Rhonda. There she was, at the closet, her red hair reflecting in the semi-darkness of the room. She turned and glared at the two of them. 'You don't have to call me! I'm right here! But don't worry, I'm not watching! I'm getting ready for work – in the dark!'
Neil felt awful. He had completely forgotten about the electricity being off. Now this poor lady was forced to dress herself without being able to see.
Rhonda sat up and rasped, 'Getting ready for work? You don't have to check in for hours yet.'
Susan whipped around and snapped, 'Well, I might as well go now! I can sit there and wait! I wouldn't want to disturb you and the guy I introduced you to!'
