not taking, as men had in the past. 'Well, okay!' she acquiesced.
He smiled, lowered his head and shoulders and she knew instantly what he would do next-eat her pussy. The way he kissed her mouth had told her he wanted to, and ohhhhh, did she want it! Not one of the men she'd dated had ever even hinted they'd like to. Sure, she had mouthed a few of those five-inch cocks, given them their kicks, and invariably it had shortened the screw time.
He surely knew she fondled her boobs when she masturbated-a true smoothie his age had been around, as the saying went-so she began stroking her tits, watching her dark nipples harden, feeling them sting and tingle. Funnnnn!
His lips contacted her upper cunt slit, and a whole flurry of thrills spread through her pelvis. His hands lifted her ass, and smoothly his tongue wiggled into her vagina.
'Ohhh!' she breathed, bringing her legs back, arching her crotch higher. His lips kissed and ^sucked, his tongue was stroking like a finger or prick. He was sipping her girl juice, almost gnawing her tender inner labia! But so gently and delicately. Nothing had ever felt like this!
I love it, I adore it! she thought dizzily. God! He's, almost a cannibal! He likes my pussy, it must taste good! I hope he wants me to suck his cock!
The thrills were sharpening, her hands moved faster on her boobs, and then he paused, kneading her ass cheeks, his eyes roving along her body. Oh, he was making her wait for the goodies, just like she tantalized herself with her hands.
'Beautiful!' she breathed, swimming in a haze of pure erotic anticipation.
He smiled, and carefully parted the labia at her clit, gently with his lips, and closed them around her super- tender girl-spike! She moaned, a whole shower of sugary sensations tumbling through her body. Now his right hand went to her cunt, that wand of a finger' slid voluptuously inside, pressing her urethra. Ohhhh, she was climbing the slope of her need, again! 'OHHH!' she cried feverishly. 'Ohhh-do it!'
But he teased her and fondled her and sucked her until she was frantic! And just as she started to come, his head lifted, his hand came away, he glided smoothly forward, and shouldered her thighs back, and his huge, hot prick drove into her cunt!
God! She hadn't ever known what a real cock felt like! It flamed in her vagina like it was red-hot, and her flesh fluttered and tightened around it! She was coming in a way she had never dreamed she could come! He wasn't even pumping his prick, he was keeping it jammed in deep, and suddenly she was like a worm pinned to a board. She went bananas!
The rich honeyed nuances of her orgasm drew a shrill scream from her throat! She was clawing his shoulders, her head tossing from side to side, her legs shaking with the heavenly poundings of her climax. Nothing had ever been so violently wild and sensual!
He seemed to be in her a mile. The spasms of her labia around the thick root of his cock enveloped her with wonder. She was totally his, totally feminine, responding to the bigness of his sweeping maleness. Ohhhh, God!
Now his chest settled down on her arched-up breasts. She felt her nipples boring at his flesh. Her legs wound around his butt, her arms gripped his shoulders, she whined and panted her delight as the dreamy twinges of relief balmed her nerves. She had to say something to hide the real feelings, which frightened her. 'Well, how am I?' she giggled.
'A ten,' he murmured, tensing his prick. Oh, her cunt fluttered a response! 'I've loved every second of it!' she breathed. 'I'm not through with your nice pussy.'
Oh, I hope not! she thought. It's his, he can do anything with it he wants to!
Arthur Frost started his car and pulled away from the curb, satisfied that he had completed his snooping assignment for Stella Fordham. He had trailed Matt Dodson since he'd left Stella's mansion, and it looked like he'd be in Linda Field's apartment for several hours.
Dodson sure fucked the racy-looking cunts. He'd give one nut to get his cock into that Linda, but it would never happen. He was an ordinary-looking man, average height, average looks-ideal for his work because nobody ever looked at him twice.
He had some pretty good stuff at home, anyway. His wife had died two years before and he had decided that, at age forty-two, he wouldn't marry again. Dottie was an ideal live-in. Good cook and housekeeper, fat and jolly, only twenty-six. Whenever he wanted a fuck, she was ready, and with the lights out, riding in between those warm plump thighs, he could imagine he was humping almost any cunt.
Parking in the driveway of his modest home, he reached down and patted his outfit. A dim light shone in the bedroom. Thinking about Dodson pouring the cock to that triple-A Linda had built a lust in his crotch. Dottie would be waiting, decked out in a thin nightie. Damn, how she loved to fuck…
'I wish we could have Matt this weekend,' Lauren Lohman said to her sister Janni. 'Jed's going to a drug seminar in Omaha, and I'm not invited. Not that I wanted to be!'
They were in Janni's apartment. She was ready for bed in black pajamas, and Lauren hated to leave. They had talked very little about their new intimacy, physical contact instead of only visual. But it was there between them, and Lauren was getting a warm pussy. 'What a stud!' Janni giggled. They'd had a couple of glasses of wine apiece. 'Have you found 72 out who he is yet?'
'No,' Lauren admitted. 'But I bet some rich old broad owns him. I can sure see why women would pay for his services.'
'Maybe he'll send you a bill, honey,' Janni laughed. 'Monday I was so pooped I could hardly go to work!'
'I told you how good he is,' Lauren smiled. She wore pants and a blouse, and she opened her legs, feeling more tingles in her cunt. 'Let's do our thing, huh?'
'Sure!' Janni chirped, moving to a chair that faced the sofa on which Lauren sat. She opened the top of her pajamas and lowered the bottom half to the floor.
Lauren shivered, doing the same with her clothes, except that she got out of her panties. Both sat and began their tit and pussy routine. But after a few moments they both knew it would never be the same again. They didn't even have to speak; they stood, and Janni led the way into her bedroom.
A small lamp glowed in a far corner. The sheets were turned back, and a radio played soft music.
'You knew we'd be in here!' Lauren said accusingly.
'Natch. Just as soon as you called and said you were dropping over.'
'God, it MJISbeautiful!' Lauren breathed, looking her sexy, long-legged sister up and down. 'He brought us together, anyway. I don't care how wrong it is!'
'You have more conscience than me,' Janni giggled, getting Lauren around the waist. 'I've wanted to fuck you for years.'
'You-animal!' Lauren breathed, arching her cunt into her sister's pussy. Their mouths met, their tongues jousted back and forth and Lauren shook with mingled lust and guilt. Doing this with him watching was a different thing-they'd been 'party' girls. But she couldn't resist. He had awakened zones of excitement they had never touched!
Now they began to fondle each other's ass flesh, pushing their breasts together, and Lauren felt her thighs open. Janni was dominant here, she was basically the 'male.' Oh, but it didn't matter-their cunts simply flamed! This answered an old deep need they had known since childhood. They had simply spent too many years splitting pussy hairs!
Lauren unglued her mouth. 'Let's get on the bed. I don't want to come standing up!'
They remembered the time they'd tried it, years earlier, posed in front of their vanity mirror. Both had crumpled to the floor at climax time, and it had been their little secret joke. This, as they scrambled on the bed, Janni on top, was no joking matter. They were into the full incestuous joining; they could have their pussy-rubs and clit comes any time they wanted them! And right now Lauren didn't give a damn.
'Oh, we don't need him!' Lauren breathed, tipping her crotch higher. 'It's so gooood!' 'Jeeese, it sure is!' Janni gasped, hunching. 'Let's get a quickie and play around later!'
'Riiight!' Lauren panted. Their cunts jiggled and squished together, and then it was just the clit zones rubbing, faster and faster. The sugar-coated thrills chased from their tits down to their cunts; they sharpened, quickened, and they made it swiftly at the same ecstatic second, just like on their fingers, only this was much more exciting!
Lauren cried out, and Janni whined as the goodies raked Lauren's bod, tensing her clit, pounding joy through
