ease. “Gotta keep the engine warm,” he said, floor-boarding the accelerator pedal. “As if you didn't keep my engine warm-hot!-all the time,” Denise said.
Then she slipped her hand to his crotch. Fred spread his legs just enough to allow the girl to unzip his fly. His prick fell out into her cupped hand, limp and white as a worm from a crypt. But that didn't last long, not with her eager mouth working all over its length. Fred sighed and then shuddered slightly as his prick began to jerk pleasantly erect. “Hey, you two, watch out,” came Gloria's concerned voice from the back of the car. “We don't want to wreck, you know.” “Just shut up, huh, Mom? Dad, can't you take care of her mouth for us? I'm sure you can find a better use for it. This is something Denise and I get off on a lot.” The road was almost deserted as he wheeled out onto the highway and ripped through the ebony darkness at better than ninety miles an hour. And all the while, Denise's sucking mouth worked on his prick. She could feel the energy of the car seeping through her boyfriend's legs and into his groin.
The faster the car sped, the more he reacted. His prick was a tasty, hard, wondrous pillar of quivering meat now. She wouldn't turn down a treat like this for the world. Something of the stock car race had carried over to the two teenagers. The speed had fed their elemental hungers, sharpened their senses and made them even hornier.
Now it was time for them to tap those incredible energies and live, really live! The needle of the speedometer crept up past a hundred. Fred's foot remained firm on the accelerator but his hands shook on the wheel from reaction to the girl's soft lips working so mercilessly at his cock. The wetness of her tongue flittered around like some small insect, touching here, darting there and making him come fully alive. The speed. The darkness rushing all around him.
The woman sucking so expertly on his cock. All merged into one tremendous experience that blew the top off his head when he came.
She sucked in the flood of his jism. The salty, tangy taste never failed to stimulate her. She let it smear all over her tongue so that the taste-buds would be on the receiving end of more joy than they, could handle. Her saliva mixed with the thick goo of his manseed, then the whole slippery mass went easily down her throat. The girl didn't stop sucking until there wasn't another drop of jism locked up in his balls. “Came too soon,” Fred sighed. “But then I always do when we do this.” “I enjoy it, though. The thrill of danger gives us both a huge charge. Remember when you sucked on my tits and finger-fucked me to climax while I was driving that Jag? God, I've never had a bigger come than that!” the girl said. She remembered that night vividly. Her dainty foot shoving hard against the accelerator of the big, lumbering car, the responsiveness of its precision steering to her every command-and the delight of coming while doing better than a hundred and forty miles an hour along the highway. The danger mixed perfectly with sex. One augmented the other and made both more acute, more wonderful than ever before. “One of these days,” Fred told her, “we're going to have to try it while skydiving or maybe hang- gliding. That looks like it would be one hell of a big kick.”
“I hate heights,” she said. “But maybe we could fuck underwater.
You know, scuba gear. I think that would be unreal. Sort of floating, but still in control-up to a point.” “We might scare the fishes,”
Fred laughed. “But yeah, let's try it. How're the folks doing?”
Denise turned at the sound of breath being sucked in hard and held. She saw Gloria kneeling on the seat, straddling Don's hard-on.
She fucked herself with more power and speed than the teenaged girl would have thought possible. Something of the sense of speed and danger communicated itself well to the pair in the back, it seemed.
“Okay. Let's make for your house. And who knows what might happen there? This looks like it might be one of the more memorable nights in our lives. Think we should take pictures?” Fred laughed and said, “Why not? That videotape unit Dad got for Christmas hasn't been used all that much. We can hook up the camera and make do-it- yourself XXX-rated movies!” Denise smiled and fondled Fred's flaccid penis all the way home. She was glad in a way that the car had an automatic transmission. He didn't have to take the finger out of her cunt to shift gears once. The car lurched to a halt and Fred shouted, “All out that's getting out!” He saw the reflection of his mother's face in the rearview mirror. There was no denying the soft, satisfied look on her face indicated a very satisfactory fucking session on the way home. He added, “Of course, if you don't want to get out, you don't have to. But Denise and I are going to check out something to eat.” “Yes,” she sighed, snuggling closer to Fred. “And I want to get something hot slipped into me, too.” “I can think of a couple hot things we can slip into you, Denise,” came Don's voice from the back. “But let's get the hell out of this car. I'd forgotten what a pain in the ass it was fucking in a back seat.” “Hell, Dad, if you think sex is a pain in the ass, maybe you're doing it wrong.”
“Damned snotty-nosed kid. Give him an inch and he thinks he's a ruler. I'll grant you this, Fred-Denise-you did show two old fogies a new way of having one hell of a lot of fun tonight.” “And you think we're stopping now, Don?” Denise asked. “Why, the night's young and we've not yet begun to fuck!” The four of them went into the house, laughing and carrying on, anticipating what could turn into a four-person orgy. A little coffee warmed them and a bit of brandy tossed into the coffee loosened inhibitions. By the time the drinking was finished, they were ready for just about anything. “Light the fire, Don,” urged Gloria. “I think it's so romantic to sit and watch the flames leap and cavort around.” “And we think it's a lot nicer not to waste all that by simply watching,” said Denise. “Fred and I do. Why don't you join us?” “How?” came Gloria's eager voice. “We don't have any idea of how more than two…” “Shut up, dear, and kindly get those sweet sucking lips of yours wrapped around my cock.” Don sat with his legs spread in a wide vee. His prick hung loose and rubbery, just waiting for the woman to entice it back into a full erection. She smiled and went to him. On hands and knees, she bent down and took his prick into her cupped hands. Bouncing his balls a little, she said, “This is going to be fun. I can't wait to… aieee! What are you doing, Fred?” Her son had come up behind her as soon as he saw her inviting ass wiggling in the air. He slipped up her skirt and quickly worked her panties down to expose her juicy snatch. The bristly hairs around it were already damp with her lust for Don. Now her son gave her something else to thrill to. He drove his cock hard into her pussy, no warning, no preparation. She gave a convulsive shudder and drew in her breath as hard as she could.
The woman felt Don's cock give a lurch as it responded to her mouth love. She could hardly remember to keep that semi-erect prick between her lips since the action going on in her agitated cunt was driving her to distraction. “I feel left out,” complained Denise. “I want some action, too. Like your mouth, Don. All over my cunt. Tongue-fuck me! Tongue-fuck me good and make me come!” She balanced against the edge of the sofa so that her pussy dangled seductively in front of the man's mouth. He couldn't turn her down. There was no way any red-blooded male could. The sight of her cunt gaping wide and wanton sent tremors throughout his body and caused his prick to jerk rigidly erect in a short time. With a pussy to lick and tongue-fuck and another woman's mouth all over his cock, he was more than happy. He stuffed his tongue between the blood-engorged flaps of the teenaged girl's pussy and drove as hard as he could into her twat. The ripply walls of her cunt seemed to collapse to an impossibly small diameter.
They actually clutched down hard at his tongue. If his prick had been buried into her tiny manhole, it would have been crushed to a pulp!
And the heat threatened to melt his tongue, to bum it to a charred nubbin. But the juices were frothy and soothed his fevered longings a little. He lapped up those sauces as if they were an elixir of the gods. The womanwine had never tasted better to him. He let his rough, pink tongue explore deeper and deeper into the girl's cunt until she was shivering as if from the cold. Both of them knew what the real cause was. His nose was pressed hard into her pussy mound. Every time he moved his tongue, his nose stroked just a bit across her clit. He was able to give her dual stimulation this way.
When not fighting back an impending sneeze from nuzzling into her pussy fur, his nose rubbed erotically across her slippery little go-button. The clit had risen up looking for some action. It got more than it had bargained for in the rough treatment his nose gave it.
Even his exhalations stimulated the tiny spire of erectile tissue. The hot air sensuously caressed it and made it even more fragile. Coupled with the way his tongue searched the new territory of the girl's inner cunt, this was all it took for her to get off in a big way. Don could hardly keep his face pressed into her crotch when she shuddered and then loudly screamed, “Ungghhhh!” Her entire body hardened and for a ghastly second he thought she'd turned to stone. But then she was released from the iron grip of orgasm and demanding more. “Tongue-fuck me deeper! I want to feel that goddamn tongue of yours fucking me all the way up into my belly!” He did his best, but the man's mind was drifting from- the tasty task in front of his mouth. The way his prick was bucking and
