Bob tried to answer, but nothing would come from his throat.
Slowly, Maureen lifted her hands, her eyes fastened on his, and began to slide up and down, along her silky sides from the outer swells of her tits to her luscious flanks. Then she cupped her enormous breasts, kneading them, pushing them out toward him.
'C'mon, lover,' she moaned. 'Fuck me!'
Joanie handed Brad the key to the apartment and rubbed her tits against his arm as he opened the door with trembling fingers.
'C'mon,' she gasped, tugging at his arm. 'Let's go right into the bedroom, Brad. God, I can't wait, I want your cock so bad!'
'Jeez, Joanie, I don't get this sudden change in you. You don't answer my calls for a week, and then…'
'Shhhh. You want me, don't you?'
'Yeah, sure, but…'
'But nothing,' she interrupted, stepping from her dress and falling onto the bed. 'C'mon, take off my bra and panties and take your own clothing off! Let's fuck!'
Beads of sweat popped out all over his body as he got naked. When he removed his shorts, Joanie looked longingly at the stiff cock that erupted from his groin.
'You can take the rest of my clothes off now,' she purred, moving to the edge of the bed while she tantalized him with teasing glances at his naked body.
Brad was all fingers as he fumbled at the snap on her bra. At last it opened and her full, pink-nippled tits tumbled into view. 'Jesus, I wanna suck 'em!'
There was a whisp of a smile on Joanie's lips at the torture she was putting him through. With a deep breath, she reached out and took his head, forcing one of the succulent cones of flesh into his longing mouth. Then she fell back on the bed and grinned up at him.
'Know what's waiting far you under my panties?' she cooed, spreading her legs, but keeping her brief, black panties between Brad and what he was longing to get at.
Brad just nodded. He was speechless with anxiety, afraid to take the initiative for fear of losing the reward.
'Well, all you have to do is take off my panties,' she whispered. 'But you have to do it with your teeth.'
Brad dove to the task, nipping and biting at the flimsy material, making Joanie squirm and giggle as he desperately tried to remove the garment without tearing it. But the musky fragrance that was wafting from the fur between her legs was driving him crazy. He tore off the garment with his hands and dove frantically between her legs to lick and tongue the down-covered pussy that oozed with honey. His tongue worked furiously inside her cunt, sucking, drinking in the nectar that oozed out of her walls for him.
Joanie was no longer the coy little kitten, teasing him. She was writhing on the bed from the snaking tongue in her dripping cunt. She didn't resist when Brad replaced his tongue with his throbbing cock. She reached up to desperately pull him down on top of her. The bed bounced from the hard drives of his piston working in and out of her seething channel.
The room reeked with the smell of sex as Joanie reached a climax.
'Aarrrghhhh!' she shrieked. 'Oh God, it's good – it's so fucking good! Don't stop – keep fucking me!'
Brad reached his left hand around her creamy hips, felt the smooth, twin globes of ass flesh and poked his finger into her fucked asshole. Joanie wiggled over when his finger penetrated her sensitive rectum and found herself up and over the head of his shaft. He guided her down onto it, closing his eyes as her warm, moist cuntlips slid over the head of his prick, engulfing the length of it with a slow plunge as she sat down.
Joanie cupped one of her huge breasts in her hand and fed him a mouthful of tit, her insides blissfully filled with his throbbing meat. He sucked her tit like a baby. With one hand she drew his head tighter against her, forcing more tit into his eager mouth; with the other hand she squeezed her free tit against his cheek. Then, with a slight rocking motion, she started pumping on his cock.
The only sounds in the room came from Brad's slurping mouth sucking on her luscious tit, and the squeaking noises the bed made as they fucked on it. Brad's thoughts were lost in the blanket of flesh that engulfed him. He licked, nibbled and chewed on the rubbery tit flesh. The fantastic feel of her loins engulfing him with warmth gave him the urge to hold back his erupting lava for the whole night, just to bathe in the delight of her sensuality.
'Mmmmmm,' Joanie breathed softly in his ear. 'Feels good, lover, so good.'
He thrust his hips up, driving the shaft deeper, feeling her grab it and return his thrust with one of her own. His hands filled with ass-meat, squeezing, puffing, hurting her with his digging fingers, in an attempt to drive even deeper inside her velvet cunt channel. Joanie returned the pain by digging her nails into his back, both of them loving it more as the pain increased.
'Oh, baby, baby,' Joanie groaned passionately. 'I know what I want.'
'What?'
'I want you to fuck me in the ass! I want my asshole full of cockmeat!'
CHAPTER NINE
'Well, come here, baby. Don't just stand there.' Maureen carefully picked her way to the bed, her arms outstretched. When her legs touched the side of the bed, Bob snapped on the bedside lamp. When Maureen saw him naked, his massive cock quivering erect, she gasped.
'Jesus Christ! You're huge!'
He grinned at her reaction. 'Am I too big for you?' he asked, reaching his hand out to her.
She took his hand and sat on the bed, her eyes riveted on the monstrous pole, arching like an arm toward the sky. 'No,' she answered hesitantly, 'I don't think so.'
He put his arm around her shoulder, his hand coming to rest on her full tit, his fingers tweaking tenderly on her nipple. Maureen gasped in rising passion. He put her hand to his meat and she wrapped her fist around it, tentatively feeling and squeezing it.
'Oh, my God,' she panted. 'I can hardly get my fist around it!'
She was purring contentedly as he pressured her to her back. He gazed at her firm breasts, still upright, defying gravity, and he pulled the nearest mound into his mouth, his tongue hiring hotly over the quivering flesh.
Maureen's fist began to move over his massive prick, sliding from the bulbous head to the base in long, even strokes. Her breath was becoming labored and her body began to twitch and wiggle in slow undulations.
Bob hungrily sucked her tit, increasing the vacuuming force of his mouth as his hands slid along her sides, slowly making their way to her cunt.
Suddenly he rose up on his knees, anxious to see all of her. The sight was breathtaking. Her tits pointed arrogantly to the ceiling and beneath her smooth skin was a finely etched network of thin blue veins. Her pussy was covered by silken threads of fiery-red fur, and the curly tendrils formed a perfect triangle, the point of which was like a beacon guiding the way to the treasure chest snuggled between her full thighs.
'You're beautiful,' he whispered softly.
Her long fingers trembled around his cock. 'Is my cunt as pretty as Joanie's?'
'That's an unfair question,' he smiled.
He put his face to her belly and laved the firm flesh, while one hand went to her breast and the other moved to her cunt. Maureen's legs parted and he lightly fingered along the smooth line of her oozing slit.
Jolts of passion coursed through her tits, her belly and her cunt. She whimpered hoarsely, her sensuous body wriggling uncontrollably in response to his expert handling. He tongued his way into her cuntlips and nipped the curly tufts with his teeth, while his fingers deftly parted her cuntlips and probed the warm inner meat of her vulva.
Maureen spread her legs and humped up with her hips as Bob drew nearer her clit.
'Ooooohhhh, SHIT!' she wailed as his hot breath blew across the pink bud and his fingers began to roll it tenderly.
He quickly slid over the hump of her cunt mound and wedged his face into the narrow slot of her parted pussy
