was going to slide some prick into Joan Meadows, too. She was tossing her ass at him every day, but she didn't have it the way Ronnie had it. Shit, no!
He drank the sweet honey from her sensual mouth a few more seconds, inching his hands beneath her miniskirt, caressing the silky-covered ass that excited him so much. What terrific construction! Her tongue began to writhe boldly, her legs tightened on his legs, her fingers dug at the nape of his neck.
Girlish forwardness had always excited him tremendously, something Mia lacked. When he had been eighteen and still a virgin a distant relative of thirty-five had come to visit his parents, a slender hot-eyed brunette divorcee. She had taken it away from him out on the back lawn, she had straddled him and really fucked him good. Those first hot squirts in her busy cunt still lingered in his memory…
Chapter 8
Ronnie's hungry tongue retreated from Alvin's mouth, she breathed into his lips. 'Let's get these clothes off, honey.”
'Right,' he muttered, hating to release his close hold on her pretty ass. Easy, man. Let her set the pace. I sure don't want to mess this up!
He backed away, his hands shaking, staring at her boyishly slender figure, the hard, pointy breasts in the snug blouse. Sonofabitch! It seemed almost too good to be true. He had taken a couple of belts of whiskey during her absence, he glanced at the bottle again. About three good drinks kept him from going off too swiftly; he was getting what he had hoped for, a fine booze hard-on.
'Want a drink, Ronnie?' he grinned, in control of his passion now.
'I had a martini down the street,' she giggled. She reached for the blouse, ran a zipper down in front and slowly opened the halves. The thin black bra was just decorative, her dark nipples looked ready to poke holes in the ribboned nylon cups. She looked down at his cocklumpand curved her titties forward, weaving her beautiful ass.
'Bring it out, honey. Jeeeeesus, that looks nice and stiff!”
He laughed. She was terrific! The right blend of playfulness and boldness. He was not fooling himself, she had been around, she had skinned plenty of pricks. Although he had picked the name at random from the yellow pages, he had done some back-checking on her. She was a cocktail waitress at a supper club. She had doubtless fucked for pay. Investigation was a sideline with her.
No matter what was being said about equality for colored people, they got the shitty end of the economic stick, and she was succeeding in a tough world. He had never looked down on whores, he had often traveled to Nevada for his fucking. It seemed more honest to him than the show Mia put on, trading her cunt and oversized tits for the good things he provided. Then getting her enjoys in the can after a screw…
She seemed to read his mind. 'I'm no choir-loft virgin, big man. But I gotta tell you this, and I mean it. I've hated cock until I saw you-”
His chest swelled, he felt a good glow radiate out from his cock and balls, he was fully aware of what this implied, that she had been getting her goodies with other girls, and he didn't give a shit. Damned if he didn't believe her. Several of the whores he had bounced had admitted they were two-way or Lesbian. That did not bug him, it was the fucking deception that did. Like his wife, moaning another broad's name when she went off…
'I think we're going to have some good times, Ronnie,' he grinned, unbuttoning his shirt. 'How the hell do you hide those nice titties when you rig out like a man, anyway?”
'Kind of pad out around 'em,' she giggled. 'Gives me a bigger chest' She shrugged out of the blouse and reached for her wide-belted miniskirt. 'I sure won't show up here for you that way again, though.”
He grinned, unfastening his belt. As her minishirt slid down and her bikini-pantied cunt appeared, sweetly hugged and, puffy, like her mouth, his cock tensed again. Wetness showed through the panties, along her cuntlips; he savored again that different, heady pussy aroma, musky and wild. No girl could fake that, man. Real need had juiced her cunny.
As long as they were trying to be honest, he said: 'I've been clipped. Does that help?”
'Cool!' she smiled. 'I figured you were, but a girl likes to know… hurry an' get those shorts down!”
He shivered. The view of her in long black nylons, with her heels still on, giving her an ever leggier look, fired his lust. He kicked off his shoes, yanked his trousers free and skinned the briefs to the floor. His cock had never been so fucking big and hard…
Ohhhhh, fuck! Ronnie thought, staring at his meat. He's still got his foreskin. I've never peeled a prick like his, it's just about the right size! Why these whities think they gotta be circumcised beats the hell outa me. Sally says there's nothing like feeling a man's skin slide back when it goes IN the cunt! She'll go apeshit when she sees this!
She would not bring that up for a while, though. It might turn him off. She was feeling another new impulse, too. She had gone down on quite a few of her marks who apparently never got sucked at home, since all of them had been married bastards. She had become adept at it, but she had not craved it. Now she wanted to get her lips around that luscious prick of Alvin's and show him how good she was. She could put heart into it. Ohhhh, yesss!
'De-licious!' she breathed, wiggling close, arching her pantied cunt at his prick. She formed her thick lips into an ‘O’ and flicked her tongue out His eyes flamed his cock tensed and clear wetness leaked out on the swollen, pink knob, framed by the taut sexy skin.
'Damn!' he muttered. 'You're too much, sexy.”
'Oh, I want it in my pussy first, honey!' she exclaimed. 'Let me top it, huh?”
He trembled, he caught her around the waist and steered her to the couch. Reaching for her panties, he brought them slowly downward. Staring at her swollen, wet cunt, a moan came up in his throat. He dropped to his knees, his hands gripped her yielding, bare ass, he mashed his lips into her lightly-haired cunny, his tongue stabbing at her stiff, achy clit. No man had ever sucked her! She adored the way Sally pulled the heaven from her cunt with her stroking tongue and searching lips, a finger toying with her anus-but this was a whole new scene! No stud had ever even asked to eat her.
She was sure she would have refused, anyway. Not Alvin! This was the highest honor a man could bestow on a girl, as far as she was concerned. Having him really want her cunt, all the way, sent furious new waves of stinging thrills across her loins. The touch of his tongue on her clit was pure elixir!
'Ohhhhhh, Jeesssuuuus!' she cried, clutching at his neck and shoulders. Her crotch jerked forward, her legs spread, she heard her panties tear apart and she didn't give a damn. Her butt lowered toward the couch his hands helped her downward and then her thighs kinked away back while his hungry mouth fastened more snugly to her twitching cunt. His moan of delight, his tongue slowly entering her cuntmouth, the luscious sucking sensation, started her come joy!
'Ohhh, ohhhhh, ohhhh-fuuuuuuuck!' she cried, clawing his shoulders, her long thighs jerking as the first hot beat, beat, beat of her need pulsed from her cuntal depths! Her still-covered titties arched high, her nipples felt an inch long and as hard as flint, her clitoris lengthened and shot her girl-joy at his magical, drawing mouth!
God, I never went off so fast and hard in my life! she thought wildly, her inner cunny tightening with luscious quickness. Sweet shiiit! It's comin' clear from my asshole, right out to the point of my girlie cock, like Wham! He's EATING THE JUICE right out of my cunt!
Alvin shuddered, almost startled by her violent shakes and jiggles of delight. Her sweet, swift spasms, the, neat fury of her responses nearly blew his mind. Sonofabitch!
Her cunt tasted different than any he had ever lapped, richer and sweeter. Her vagina was not at all large inside, it would fit snugly around his cock. He sipped the come-flow from her swollen, twitching labia and raised his head. Her smile of pleasure, the after-tremors of her body, told him he had really shot her fun-gun. Her cuntlips were unfolding like a wet, pink flower…
'Jeeeeesus, that was good, honey!' she breathed. 'Get your ass up here. I'm gonna pay you back.”
He laughed, squeezing her cute ass. He lifted upward and crawled around her, on his back. She bounced to her feet, slid the ripped panties to the floor. She unfastened her mini-bra and crawled above him, a long olive thigh on each side of his hips.
