he fed that marvelous meat deep into her convulsing vagina. Her body was pinned onto and against the stool, but her pelvis could strike back at his pistoning bat, and Lauralee twisted upon it.
'Beautiful,' Chris moaned. 'Oh baby – your greasy snatch is eating up my prick, biting down on it the same way as Bettina's little pussy does – oh-uh-uh! You're a great piece of ass – great! Those long, loose legs, the way you grind your cunt – ahh, baby – lovely, hot-assed bitch!'
His strokes pounded harder into her cunt, almost lifting her squirming ass from the barstool and making her boobs bounce, making her head rock back and forth in the hammering rhythm of his fucking. Chris' balls went slap-slap into the steamy crack of her ass, slap-slap along the seat of the stool. Lauralee's pussy echoed the noises, but wetly, liquidly – squish-squish.
Dipping her face, she clamped her teeth into the man's corded throat and held on, her arms tight about his shoulders now, her entire body wriggling and humping. She laid her mattressed crotch up to him, bucking upon the impalement of his thick, hard meat and attempting to draw that bulging cockhead up through her pulsating womb, up into her stomach. Deeper and more powerfully, his prick sledged up her tremulous, hotly jellied sheath.
Chris' breath broke away from her suctioning lips, and he gasped for air as his thrusts became offbeat and jerky. She rode them furiously, jack-hammering her snatch into his root as the golden radiance began to flare around her clit and her asshole drew pinpoint tight in anticipation of the orgasm only milliseconds away.
'C-coming!' Chris groaned, hanging onto her wildly gyrating hips. 'Oh baby, you're tearing the head right off my prick and I'm COMING!'
Pivoting sinuously, lasciviously upon this new cock, feeling the gushing of thick and bubbling semen, Lauralee clawed her for her own all-pervading climax, coming in a frenzy of humpings, wrestling him between her thighs as her pelvis beat into his. She came and came, sizzling wavelets of rapture timing themselves to the spurting of his semen, reacting with ecstasy to each spatter of live juice that hosed her cervix, that cascaded throughout her vagina.
'Lovely, lovely!' she gasped. 'Oh lover – this big prick is so hard, nice and thick and long, and it's still squirting come into my pussy!'
Chris sighed against her throat, his thumbs digging into her churning hips, his submerged cock held within the fiery cauldron of her inundated snatch, his testicles twitching as they emptied themselves in a final spasming. 'What a wild fuck,' he murmured. 'You must drive your kid right up the wall with that hungry pussy.'
'And you must freak out your daughter with that big cock,' she answered, 'as well as your wife.'
Keeping his shaft crammed into her flexing drenched cunt to the balls, Chris said, 'Between Robbie and me, we'll keep you all busy and loving. Oh man, I can feel come leaking out of your box and puddling into my balls. I must have fired one hell of a big load.'
'You did,' Lauralee agreed, letting her legs slide down and moving slightly back with her crotch, so that his prick started to glide from it syrupy gloving. She anted to fuck him some more, to see if his prick tasted different, to discover how Chris went about eating her pussy. She wanted to climb on to and ride him to have him mount her from behind. And she would, she thought – she certainly would.
CHAPTER NINE
After they went into the living room, Lauralee got a little high, and Chris wasn't far behind her, she knew. They polished off several drinks in a row, and she no longer felt strange with him. The man was easy to be with, and they laughed a lot. She noticed that his prick didn't recover as quickly as Robbie's, but it was well on the way, lifting slowly and growing bigger around as they sneaked fleeting caresses of each other's body, as they kissed tenderly between drinks.
The kids, she thought, Robbie and Bettina were giving them plenty of time to become adjusted. Lauralee wished they would come on in and join them; she was developing some deliciously erotic ideas about what the four of them could do together, but there would be a lot of time for group experimentation, she realized, and meanwhile, Chris was beginning to get horny once more. As for herself, Lauralee thought that she had never been turned off, not since that first time when she had surrendered to Bettina's deft loving; and her son's fucking had only intensified her long-withheld desires, fanning them into a furnace that was never banked.
They were sitting on the couch, their thighs touching, and Lauralee began to caress the partly turgid cock, folding it gently and fondling the budding glans, then tickling down into the sack of the heavily furred balls. Stroking below them, fingering along the narrow ridge that reached to his asshole, Lauralee wondered if men would like to feel something up there, too. Remembering the weird thrill when Bettina had eased a finger into her anus, Lauralee puzzled over what size cock could actually be taken into that tight back door.
She discarded any idea of Chris' large prick would hurt, but Robbie's slender tool might do very well. Lauralee felt ann insidious tremor move inside her dripping vagina. One thin cock sliding into her ass, and another, bigger one, packing her pussy; it would be fantastic, to be loved so by two males at the same time. Closing her eyes as she manipulated Chris' shaft into further growth, she rocked in imaginative rhythm, pretending that her body was sandwiched between them, that two stiff pricks were pumping tenderly into her flesh, voluptuously greased and adoring. She could be so wonderfully debauched!
Tucking her legs up beneath her body, Lauralee turned upon the couch and gazed at the fully bloomed cockhead, darker than her son's and much more flared. There was a tiny smear of paste near the little slot, left over from the roaring fountain of semen this man had ejaculated into her snatch.
Had it only been days ago when she would have shuddered in horror at even the idea of simply handling a man's prick, much less going down on it? To Lauralee, that old part of her life seemed hidden in antiquity. She felt that she had been truly born back there in that wantonly appealing motel. Bending lower, she kissed the stubby tip of Chris' cockhead while her fingers continued to tantalize his balls and scrotum and the trunk of his burly shaft.
'Did it thrill you,' she asked with her breath blowing hotly over the swollen knob, 'when your daughter first took this into her mouth?'
His fingers meandered through her hair. 'It sure as hell did. You know, I'd never have gotten the guts to even feel Bettina's tight little ass if I hadn't caught her he and her girl friend eating each other. I'm not sure if she knows it yet, but I was there in the door for a long time, staring down at those two neat little bodies, all naked and twisting, seeing those gorgeous young cunts pumped into mouths. Hell; my prick started to leak, so I took it out of my pants and jacked off right then and there. I threw a load of come halfway across the room, and if they hadn't broken apart just after that, I probably would have done it again.'
Kissing the head of his prick, Lauralee asked, 'What happened to the other girl?'
Chris stretched out his legs and his glans flexed. 'Oh, she was scared out of her mind, and split. I haven't seen her again. She tore out of there carrying her clothes, and she won't even talk to Bettina on the phone. It's a damned shame; she's a cute little bitch.'
Lauralee licked tenderly over the distended bulb, running her tongue below it where the small pouch of scar tissue was very soft. 'Bettina said you practically raped her.'
Chris grunted. 'I had to. There was my girl's forbidden cunt, gleaming up at me all wet and golden, and those hard, pink nipples, and that delicate, babyish ass – and it wasn't like she was some innocent kid. I'd seen her eating pussy and getting her own gobbled. So I kicked off my pants and walked over to where she was lying on her own bed, and I grabbed her by the knees. Spreading them wide open, I jammed my cockhead into her dainty snatch.'
Rolling the fat knob of his big rod against her cheek, Lauralee said, 'And she loved it.'
'Damned right,' Chris agreed. 'Only I didn't know she'd never had a cock before. She'd only been playing sixty-nine with the other girl, and she was a cherry. I had one hell of a time getting my big prick up that narrow little hole. She never made a sound, just held onto the cheeks of my ass and tried to help, looking up into my eyes and smiling and licking her lips. Well, I popped off before I could break her maidenhead, but all that slippery come helped out a lot. When I finally got my cock stuffed up Bettina I could give her the kind of long, deep fucking she needed then. It was slow and sweet, and I guess the kid came eight or ten times, moaning and telling me how much she loved her daddy's big prick. When I came again, I thought my backbone had melted and was splashing
