He started to roll onto her but she pushed him back. She wanted to ride him. 'You'll last longer this way,' she said.
He watched as she straddled him like a stud horse and guided his cock head right into her dry pussy lips. His cock strained against the cling of her slit while she slowly worked her hips back and forth. Soon a stream of lubricating juice dribbled from her pussy to coat and slick up his red cock head.
Neil's cock eased deep inside her as she sat down fully on his stiffness. She inhaled and gasped softly as he hit her deepest, most tender areas.
'My, you have a fine one, Neil. It's big and hard and deep and… and… just wonderful!'
She threw control to the wind and started to shift her ass up and down furiously. Her breasts slammed together and billowed wide apart as her body jolted with extreme pleasure. She dug her painted finger nails into his chest for balance and humped like a crazed maniac.
'Shit! Fuck! Oh! Good! Yes! God!' she cried each time her full ass slapped down on his lifted thighs.
Neil arched up and relaxed in rhythm with her incredibly fast jerking. She was pounding her cunt full on his thick cock, tears ran from her eyes, she sucked her lip in and made a low groan which grew louder and louder.
'Ohhhhhhhh!' she screeched as a wave of fire-hot happiness ran from her cunt to her asshole, up her spine, to her neck and nipples, then back to her cunt.
The fluids ran from her cock-filled hole like a geyser, Neil felt more room in which to work, slack, space to pump in. He kept plying his cock in but knew he had a long, long time to go. Rose lay back as he bent his knees and provided her with a place to rest. Her face was flushed, happy, fulfilled. But he was still pumping stiffness inside her and she didn't want to pass it up.
Her monolith breasts rocked with shaking meat each time he lifted into her. The nipples had lost the brown color and were now a fleshy, wet pink. He pinched each one until it puckered between his fingers. Then they changed positions again.
They made a human cross, her thigh over his, his other thigh under hers. His cock stuck into her at a sharp angle, almost straight out, from himself. Despite the lack of contact anywhere but where it counts, Neil liked the position. He could see his cock quite clearly as it stretched inside her wet slit. Her pussy lips would ride along with his cock as he withdrew until the slack was taken up. Then the little folds of skin would tickle his cock until he reentered. Now the lips were pushed in, they disappeared along with his fat rod until he pulled out again.
The beauty of her ass shone in his face. The sleekness of her legs and the bobbling tits all served to help him get hotter and hotter. But Rose had another climax before he was anywhere near joining her. Her ass flexed and she pounded her fist on the floor as this one cracked through her.
'Oh! Neil! You feel so fantastic! You're making me so happy! Anytime! Anytime you want me! I'm yours!'
All Neil really wanted was to go. He knew he'd be in real hot water if Mr. Walker happened to walk in. He didn't like the conditions and knew it was affecting his ability to climax. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the hot hug of her squirming pussy as it rubbed his meat all over. As it cried juices on his pecker. As it tried to suck him so far inside he'd never find his way out.
He reached down to her ass and squeezed the buns. They were solid, meaty. He spread them apart and touched her asshole. She tensed. He felt the squeeze of her cunt on his cock even more. He kept rubbing her asshole and she kept reacting with tension.
Then Neil pressed his finger inside the unwilling hole and heard her gasp.
'What are you doing?' she asked.
'I'm going to put my finger up your ass,' said Neil as matter-of-factly as he could.
'But…'
He shoved his finger up her ass until it was totally buried. She squirmed, twisted, tried to pull away from his finger without losing his cock. She couldn't. He pumped the finger rapidly in and out.
'Please… Neil… I don't…'
She climaxed again. Without knowing it was coming, she suddenly gasped, shuddered, moaned, and shook. Her body bolted down hard on his finger and cock for as much of the wonderful fill as she could take.
Now Neil felt it. His cock was rejuvenated, finally responding with the signals of ecstasy. He slammed his burning meat deep and hard inside her wiggling box. She was still gulping for air as his ass blurred with unhampered speed. His cock was like a well-oiled piston as it rumbled without pause in and out of the juice- sloshing pit of joy.
She was working with him, anxiously coming against each of his unending stabs inside her cunt and up her ass. He twirled the finger until her asshole relaxed totally and yawned its wrinkled rim wide open. He could see right up her anus as his cock scorched her cunt walls with persistent friction and fire.
'Please… Neil… please come! Do it soon! I can't take much more!' she pleaded.
He didn't even hear her. His mind was racing as fast as his cock, his mouth was dry, his eyes strung, his hack was crying with pain… but he kept pumping. Long, deep thrusts in and out, in and out, in and out. Frothy juices drooled from her box and leaked across her thigh and ass.
Finally he felt the build-up. It was a low-key rise of sweltering heat from his balls along the vessel of his rod which terminated at the flared head. With short, spastic jerks his hips went out of control, his breathing stopped, his cock emitted the spray of his ecstatic guts. Instantly his cream gushed from the lips of her stuffed pussy to follow the streaked path of her former spills.
Mrs. Walker sighed with gratitude when he finally pumped himself empty. She collapsed, relaxed, let her legs untangle from his, and rolled beaten to her back. She took long, slow breaths of air with her eyes closed, her body motionless, her mouth open.
Neil watched her cunt as the rest of his sperm oozed out and dripped onto the white fur rug. He pulled himself to his knees and drawled for his clothes. He had never felt so drained in his life, even after an all-out race in the pool he'd never felt so wiped out.
Chapter 7
Neil and Christine went to another movie on Saturday night. This was a walk-in. One of those cops-and- robbers auto-chase thrillers. They held hands, ate popcorn, and shared a Coke. Neil considered taking her straight home after the movie let out, because he was still bushed. But out of courtesy and an unwillingness to explain, he decided a half hour or so of parking wouldn't be too exhausting.
They found a dark, shaded area on the edge of a park and lost little time getting to the first kiss. It was a soft, not too passionate meeting of lips. But Christine's arms warmly wrapped around his shoulders and Neil felt the familiar surge of heated blood in his cock. The worm started to lift and grow.
He hugged her tight and felt her body twist slightly against him. She smelled sweet, clean, her gold hair brushed softly against his cheek. Their tongues lashed together like wrestling snakes and he engulfed her in his arms. Her eager, soft breasts squashed against him.
The feel of her pliant tits broke down any resistance Neil might have had. His pulse quickened and his hands began to roam. Her breath was rasping in his- ear, she was hot, quickly turned on. He slid his tongue from her mouth and moved it to her ear.
Her hips jerked, she sucked for air, her body went limp and started to fall back, He followed and pressed her down on the auto seat. The bulging tits flattened against his heaving chest.
When his hand reached her pancaked breast she made a low, guttural moan but didn't try to physically resist. He squeezed the tissue and worked upward on the piled lump. As his fingers pressed into the rubbery peak of her nipple she made a token twist to free herself.
Neil immediately sat up. Christine lay on the seat all alone.
'What's the matter?' she asked.
'You wanted me to stop, so I did,' said Neil.
'But… but I was just trying to keep you from…'
She fell silent. 'From what?' he asked.
'You know,' she quietly answered.
