Riva, too, was coming, and the headlong rush of her orgasm was so powerful she felt as if she were paralyzed. Even in her wildest sex fantasies, she had never been able to imagine anything like the electrifying sensation she was now experiencing. It was as if her entire being had become just one big, tremendous orgasm, an orgasm that was now exploding in her cunt and her nipples and her ass.
She came steadily, with ever-increasing force, until she thought she would go insane with the unbearable pleasure of it.
And then, with a cry of utter ecstasy, Maureen let go of the vibrator and collapsed on the bed beside Riva, shuddering with the violence of her own orgasm, moaning with delight, her sweat-damp body going rigid time after time as she came again and again.
But at last both girls lay still, breathing heavily, neither of them able to move or speak. A minute went by, then another. Finally, with a long sigh, Maureen sat up and crawled over between Riva's widely spread legs.
'I've got to eat you, Riva honey – I've got to!'
'Yes, yes, do it,' Riva sighed. 'I don't give a shit if I do get pneumonia. Eat me and then I'll get you off again with my tongue!'
Joanie ordered a drink and rubbed her pussy against the barstool as she checked out the available studs around the bar.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see a man at the next table looking her over. Crossing her legs, she allowed the hem of her black dress to climb higher on her thighs. She could see him smile longingly as his gaze traveled up and down the length of her sculptured legs.
Coyly dropping her hand down to one exposed thigh, she began drawing tiny circles on her tanned skin with the tips of her fingers. Checking to make sure that only her unknown admirer was watching, she drew her hand along her nylon-clad flesh, moving it steadily to the building heat of her pussy.
She was glad she hadn't worn any panties as she turned slightly to the man sitting at the next table. She could feel the cool air caressing her cunt lips, and knew that he had a perfect view.
She was pleased to see her one-man audience stare intently as she shoved a long finger into the folds of her cunt. Though it was difficult, Joanie managed to keep a straight face as she began pumping her hand in and out of her pink, moist cunt.
Lifting her hand from between her legs, she brought the sweetly coated fingers to her lips, and began licking her juices off with long strokes of her tongue. As her mouth filled with the delicious taste of her own pussy, Joanie uncrossed her legs and spread them just as far as she could. With a warm, inviting smile curling the corners of her mouth, she displayed the wet folds.
The handsome stranger was grinning from ear to ear now and stoking his cock through his trousers. She returned his grin and mouthed the words, 'I'll leave, you follow me. Okay?'
He nodded vigorously and Joanie slipped off the stool. She quickly pulled her dress into place and took a deep breath to accent the already looming expanse of her tits.
Rolling her hips like a hooker looking for a customer, she sailed past the man at the adjoining table. As she walked toward the exit, she could feel his eyes burning through the material pulled taut across the rounded fullness of her buttocks. Glancing over her back, she smiled as she saw her admirer paying his bill and following her out of the bar.
CHAPTER SIX
The apartment door slammed behind them and Joanie turned and melted into his arms. 'I'm Joanie,' she cooed. 'Kiss me and tongue-fuck my mouth.'
'Where's the bedroom, Joanie?'
'In there.'
'My name is Bob,' he smiled. 'Let's go.'
He stripped as he walked. By the time he reached the bedroom, he was down to his shorts.
'Now that's what I like. No bullshit. A nun of action,' Joanie sighed.
She walked towards him, her hips swaying sensuously in the dress. As she stopped in front of him, she breathed deeply, sending two mounds of creamy flesh bulging above the low neckline of her dress.
'Kiss me, Bob,' she breathed. 'Kiss me and then fuck me!'
Her parted red lips and even white teeth drew him to her. At contact, her lips parted even more. She drew his tongue into her mouth and caressed it with hers. She moved behind him and wiggled in such a way that the slit in her skirt parted just short of revealing her cunt mound.
Bob felt her leg entwine around his. She slid herself to the very edge until his rising hard-on was against her warm crotch.
Joanie took his hand and guided into the front of her dress until his fingers felt tub solid erectness of her large nipple. He moved his hips slightly until the hard line of his prick was pressed even more firmly against her. She lustfully returned the pressure. He squeezed the nipple until a little groan of pleasure and pain escaped from her throat.
'Mmmmmmm, yesssss,' she murmured, and fumbled with his shorts. At last she had his cock out and in her hand. Carefully, she lifted her skirt and guided his big dick towards the waiting, wet folds of her pussy. She began to massage the thick skin back and forth, up and down the hard shaft.
Bob's fingers slid into her wet gash. 'Let's take this off.'
'Okay,' Joanie said, and wiggled from his grasp. The dress fell away as she pirouetted toward the bed.
She arched her back and unsnapped her bra. The white cups fell from her breasts, and she stood for a moment with the red tips pointing directly at the handsome stranger. Then she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her slip and removed it in one easy, graceful motion, throwing it on the dresser beside her. She caressed her full rounded hips with her palms, lightly, wantonly, still smiling at him. Then without a word she lay down on the king-size bed, stretching like a cat, spreading her limbs.
Bob stared at her beauty. She was a seductive woman, no denying that, and his breath sucked in from the sudden excitement of her abandoned pose.
He quickly yanked off his shorts and flopped on the bed beside her. 'Jesus, I don't get it.'
'What?'
'A beautiful woman like you, picking me up in a bar!'
'I almost got balled tonight by my boyfriend. But he came too fast – all over my belly. It made me hot, and now I need a cock – any cock. Does that answer your question?'
'It sure does.'
'Then let's fuck, uh, Bob, wasn't it?'
'Yeah. Bob,' he gasped as she lay back against the pillow, her arms begging far him, her legs moving up and down, her toes digging into the spread, lashes shadowing her cheeks as she closed her eyes.
'Lover,' she whispered softly. 'Hurry, please, lover, now.' She squirmed her buttocks down into the mattress, enjoying the effect her actions were having on him, enjoying the teasing exhibition of her body and the secret satisfaction of the power she held over him.
Bob rolled to a kneeling position and looked don at her naked form. His thick, blood-engorged cock stood out hugely from his groin.
'Beautiful, lover,' Joanie cooed. 'You've got a big cock. I hope you know how to use it! You ready?'
'I'm ready, baby. Ready right now!' Bob grinned down at her. He roamed his hands over her, playing over her thighs and breasts. They stopped to tweak her nipples into rock-hard firmness, and then he ran a finger down the valley between the high-set firm white breasts. He marveled at how magnificent they were.
Between her long, tapering legs he could clearly see the soft pubic down which covered her pink cuntal slit. Her pussy glistened wetly in the light, her sexual excitement secreting droplets which formed like dew on her pubic fur.
Bob leaned forward, unable to control himself any longer, and crushed his mouth against her groin, trying to suck up every sweet flowing drop of her pussy juices, brushing his tongue against her cunt lips with yearning heat. Joanie moaned and brought her thighs up sharply to stop him.
