being on the unbelievable sensations the man above her was giving her.
Her buttocks began to tighten orgasmically, the muscles grasping at the monstrous cock driving into her and flexing desperately around it. Her tiny anus puckered foward again and again, and she tried to hold back for a moment longer, making the seconds last. Even in her wild, untamed fury everything was slow motion… each seemed like a minute… the muscles in her cock-filled belly were responding to the call of her clasping buttocks and tingling anus… she was almost there… almost…
A great wave welled up inside her and the first convulsions started lazily, far down in the hidden depths of her quivering belly, and rolled downward like the sea with increasing power until it hit the bottom of her grinding pelvis at her cuntal opening, crashing against her just as Don's pelvic bone crushed into her. The next came faster, snapping like a whip.
'Aaaarrggggghhhhhh! Now! God, I'm cumming now, oh, oh, I'm cummmmmiiinnnnng! Aaaarrrrggghhhhh!!' she moaned out adulterously into the night air.
The twisting young woman jerked up again as her entire being seemed to snap again and again the violent waves of her orgasm crashed through her and she rebounded with them, jerking upward again and again. Her orgasmic juices filled her desperately sucking vaginal passage, lubricating it more and more until the warm liquid sensation was too much for Don to bear. Unable to prolong the delicious sensation, he rose up, throwing his head in circles from side to side.
'Aaaaaaarrrrggghhhhhh!' he roared, like an animal about to attack, and the pressure in his heavily swinging balls burst as his white-hot cum erupted from his straining testicles and spurted from his cock-head deep up into her desperately flowering cunt.
Lisa was still cumming when she felt his semen hotly filling her naked belly, adding more fuel to the already unbearable fires of her lust.
'Oh… ooooooohhh, God… oooohhhhhh!' she cried out and her head rolled helplessly from side to side on the squeaking bed as Don fell on top of her completely spent, crushing her with his weight. Her eyes were closed, but her attention was still focused on the furnace within her, still smoldering in the aftermath of her spent passions. Her legs dropped limply as she felt Don's cock soften inside her, and then slip from her wetly satiated cunt with a satisfying plop.
She lay still for awhile, trying to force her mind to stay on the present, on the pleasure she had just experienced, on Don's heavy breathing as he still lay on top of her. But the violence of her orgasm had loosened the hold the liquor and marijuana she'd taken had gained on her, and she became aware of the persistent gnawing that was building up inside her; the gnawing of her repressed conscience.
CHAPTER FOUR
'Hey, baby… wasn't it a good fuck?' Don Carpenter looked at the lovely woman weeping quietly beside him in the bed. Shit, he hated weepers.
The question and its tone so offended Lisa Radwin that the words to answer stuck in her throat for several long moments until, finally, she burst into tears.
'Hey… baby, come on now. It's not like I stole your cherry. You're a grown woman and we had a great time together.'
Lisa looked at the clock by the bedside. Eleven. O my God! She wondered if Charles was home yet.
'Listen,' Don continued. 'I have something that'll make you feel better. You just have the post-amour blues…' He pulled out a small vial from the night table and extracted a large flat white pill with 'Rorer 714' stamped on the surface.
'Will it really make me feel better?' she asked not quite sure whether or not she could trust him.
'Swear to God, Cub Scout's honor, cross my heart and hope to be impotent if it doesn't.'
She smiled at his easy good humor as he rose from the bed and pulled on his pants. 'Let mix you a nightcap to wash it down – Bloody Mary okay?'
'Oh, thanks Don… That's okay… I'll be all right.'
'Nonsense.'
He left the room to fix her drink and Lisa quickly jumped from the bed, dressed, and retouched her makeup. No sooner had she finished than Don returned with a fresh pitcher of Bloody Marys and handed Lisa a glass, making her wash down the white pill like a kindly older doctor administering to a young patient. It was a role he had played several years ago in a film called 'Young Doctor Hartley'.
She felt the alcohol begin to relax her almost immediately and she decided to unburden her mind to Don Carpenter.
'Don… I must tell you… this was all a mistake… tonight… a horrible mistake. It must never happen again.'
'A mistake? Who are you trying to kid, Lisa? I'm not a college freshman. You practically raped me at Dino's, and you certainly weren't shy once we got to Malibu. Now what the hell is all this mistake business?'
'Don… we were drunk…'
'Oh, shit, baby. What difference does that make… you were as horny as an alley cat.'
'Please,' Lisa pleaded. 'Try to listen. I don't want you to misunderstand. You must believe me. I…'
'Drink up… Don't shake your head. Drink… its good for you.' Again he found the Dr. Hartley tone useful.
Lisa obeyed. His tone seemed so paternally authoritative, and she picked up the glass, sipping at the strong drink. She took a big gulp then, and Don smiled.
'Don, I was going to try and make Charles jealous. I wanted to use you. I'm sorry for that. I didn't mean it to go so far. I-I just carried away.'
The aging leading man laughed. Use me, he thought. That has got to be the ultimate. She wanted to use me. He couldn't stop laughing.
'What's so funny? What did I say, Don?' His laughter increased to almost a roar. 'Stop it! Please stop it!' she screamed, suddenly afraid of him.
Don settled down for a moment, still smiling his lewdly contemptuous smile. Lisa was terrified at the grin on his face, and for the first time since she had known him, she was aware that there was more to his smile than mirth. 'Why-why are you laughing at me?' she asked.
'I suppose you could call it a private joke. I've never been used by a woman, baby… never!'
Lisa sipped at her drink. She was beginning to feel slightly dizzy again. The movements in the room were slowing down, and the fire made it much too hot for her. She wanted to hurry and undress upstairs and climb into bed.
'I told you,' she said, 'I didn't want us to go that far.'
'Sure you did. Don't you think for one minute that I'm going to believe you. You work well, and fast. I never saw a woman so eager to fuck.'
'Don!' she exclaimed, unable to say anymore. The word had shocked her, but the thought it conjured up only excited her. She could not understand the sudden erection of her nipples as he had said it. She stared down into the blood red of her drink, aware of that same familiar tingling of her body that had led to her earlier loss of control, and she trembled slightly. It couldn't be happening to her again! She couldn't be letting herself be betrayed by her body yet another time! She kept her eyes lowered, hoping that Don hadn't seen the brief shivers that had left her shaking almost imperceptibly as she sat before him.
'Now, don't worry, Lisa,' she heard him say. 'There's no need for Charles to know about any of this. What he doesn't know won't hurt him, and besides, if I told him, that wouldn't be very good for us, would it?'
Lisa looked up quickly into the obscenely smiling face of the man she had worshipped as a teenager, and to whom tonight, she had given her body, and saw at once the full import of what he had said mirrored there with unmistakable clarity.
'You don't mean…' she stammered. 'You can't mean you expect this to happen again?'
'Sure, baby. Why not. We're great together… when, and if, we don't turn each other on any more, we can go back to being ordinary neighbors… I mean, come on, grow up – great sex is something to take advantage of, not run away from. Shit… if you were older, you'd understand how hard it is to come by something as great as we
