better than before. Her wet, flickering tongue, swirling around his gorged purple crown, was an erotic sight. He felt her hand palming his testicles again; but the rapture was keenest in his cock. She lowered her head and pulled his hardness into her mouth.
'Oh, God,' he panted, 'it gets better each time!' He pushed up on his pelvis, shoving his tingling cockhead deeper into her tight, descending throat. He watched her tightly stretched lips moving down on his penetrating shaft. Slowly she descended, until the entire length of his cock was imbedded in her mouth. His gorged cockhead was trapped in the fiery tightness of her spasming throat.
His groin was inflamed and clotted with passion. He squirmed erratically and his butt scraped on the carpet's surface. For an instant his shaft came a fraction of an inch out of her suctioning mouth, and then she pushed her head downward and again her mouth and throat captured the full length of his staff.
Like a giant fist the compressed passion of his come began to rise in his quivering cock. His skin tingled; his thighs and groin quivered with the rising sensations.
'Oh-oh-shit,' he babbled. 'It's too good-you-wonderful-cocksucking mother-'
Slowly her head began to move up and down, driving his straining shaft in and out of her tight throat. The length of his cock was clamped between her shifting tongue and the rough roof of her mouth. With each thrusting movement the rim of his flared cockhead became more sensitive.
Soft, wet sucking sounds filled the basement, combining with her lusty grunts and labored breathing. The fingers of her hand began to caress the crack of his ass. And then the tip of one finger began to probe at his asshole. Suddenly her finger skewered itself into the puckered opening.
'That did it!' he groaned.
The compressed ecstasy of his semen seemed to explode; the fiery jets of his semen spurted out of the end of his pumping cockhead. Delirious with ecstasy he rolled his hips and pushed up with his pelvis as his cock continued to belch the fiery juices into her sucking mouth.
He felt the heat of his own come burning his imbedded cockhead. He watched her cheeks begin to bulge as her mouth became filled with the creamy semen. Her adam's apple bobbed up and down as she gulped hungrily and tried to swallow his gushing juices.
Droplets of cream began to appear at the corners of her mouth. They increased in size and were forced outward by additional droplets. Before long, like a couple of thick icicles, silvery juice streamed downward to puddle in his wet thatch. His shaft began to soften. When he'd finally stopped spurting she began to raise her head. His cock, spent and filmed with more of his semen, began to slide out of her mouth. Her imbedded finger skewered in one last thrust and then she pulled it out of his backside and straightened up.
Her eyes glowed hotly and her naked torso glistened under the light. Her thrusting tits seemed twice as large as before; the wet spot between her thighs extended over most of her pelvis.
He put out his arm and shoved his hand into the tight crotch of her pantyhose. Not only was the cloth wet, it was also hot to his touch. Virginia must have climaxed a couple of times while she'd been sucking him off. Again her long tongue swirled around her lips. Daintily she used her fingers to wipe away the remaining pearls of semen that still clung to the corners of her mouth.
'You were terrific, Virginia.'
She laughed softly. Her pelvis powered forward, firming itself against his hand. 'I always am. I'd like a drink.'
She got to her feet and walked over to the ice and the scotch bottle. Brad stood up, his glance appraising the back of her. Because of the high-heeled pumps, her legs were very sexy, sheathed in the blue pantyhose. Her buttocks appeared dark, resembling round moons mounded under the sheer cloth.
Although she'd whipped him and then sucked him off she was still wearing her shoes and pantyhose. He felt an uncontrollable desire to see her completely naked.
She asked, 'May I fix you a drink, too?'
'Sure.'
Silently he walked up behind her and slipped his arms around her hot, supple body. His hands went to her fiery erected tits. Her stiff nipples glowed hotly against his palms while his cupped hands massaged the thrusting breasts. This time she didn't resist him.
'Are you still horny?' she asked.
'Mmmmmm.' He nuzzled his nose under the strands of her damp hair and sucked on her ear lobe. 'I'm always horny.'
He felt her responsive shudder while his hands slid down her moist, naked belly. They moved downward until his palms had flattened against her pelvis so that his fingers were pressured against her mounded cunt Even through the dampness of the cloth the heat of her box burned against his pressing fingertips.
'Here's your drink, Brad.' The ice cubes tinkled as she offered him a glass.
'Thanks.'
He took the drink and then moved around in front of her so that he could savor her delicious, naked tits. While he sipped he saw that Virginia drank thirstily, finishing her portion of straight scotch in a couple of gulps.
He asked, 'Why don't you take off the rest of your clothes?'
'Why don't you take them off me?'
'I will.' His hand firmed on her elbow. 'Come with me.'
She followed his guiding hand and he led her into the tiny bedroom. He flipped on the light, and the room was brightly illuminated.
'Oh, I see a bed. How nice,' Virginia purred.
'Care to fuck?'
First she finished the rest of her scotch. Then she turned. Her glance went down to his crotch, centering on his cock. 'With that?'
'Yes.'
He set his glass onto the side table. 'Get into the bed.'
'Perhaps you plan to stick it in double. Don't feel badly about it. It happens to everyone I blow.' She walked over to the bed. She sat down on the edge of it, pulled up her legs. Then she squirmed her back onto the bed's surface. She was stretched out, motionless, with her sheathed legs together and her arms pinned against her sides.
She added, 'I find this rather amusing.'
He nodded while he stared down at her sexy, waiting body. It would be funny as hell, he thought, if he weren't able to get another erection when it came time to screw her. No, it wouldn't turn out that way at all. Because while he'd been looking down at her he'd imagined how she'd look completely naked. He felt a warm and delightful surge in his groin.
'So do I,' he finally answered. 'We'll have a lot of laughs.' He leaned forward and reached for her high-heeled pumps. Slowly, one after the other he pulled them off her feet, then tossed them onto the floor.
Her eyes crackled with lust as she smiled up at him. Her thumbs hooked into the tops of her pantyhose. Her hips wriggled lewdly as she began to push the filmy garment over her rounded hips. 'I'm just a fuckin' little helper.'
'So am I.'
Her hands dropped to her sides again because he'd grabbed the tops of her pantyhose and pulled roughly on them, jerking them downward until they were bunched tightly around the middle of her thighs. He sucked in a quick breath and paused with the undressing as his glance feasted on her crotch.
At the juncture of her firm, alabaster thighs her black tendrils were matted with dampness. Because her thighs were pressed together he could see only the upper part of her pussy. Even though it was only partially visible he saw that puffed passion mound. Her naked belly quivered erotically, sending rippling surges through her thighs. Fingers of heat curled lazily through his groin.
Quickly he went to the foot of the bed. He leaned forward and continued to pull the tight, clinging pantyhose down her long, shapely legs. While he stripped the filmy garment off her feet she began to rock back and forth on her buttocks. He flung the damp pantyhose aside.
'I'm a teacher of history at school,' she said in a throaty voice.
'So? What does that mean?'
'It means-you're going to have to do it-over and over again-until you do it right. You know what I
