The first time I saw Felicia Anto I was sitting on a rickety old farm fence, smoking a cigarette and wondering how I was going to walk almost a hundred miles and get where I wanted to in four hours. I was pretty sure that I couldn't walk twenty-five miles an hour. Besides, I was still sober, so I was sure that I couldn't fly. But, there I sat, without fare to reach my weekend destination, since I couldn't touch my buddies for more than the tariff demanded by the subway between Times Square and Coney Island.
However, I still wasn't discouraged. I pondered the question ... Still no Seven League Boots, and then I looked down that 'lonesome road. ... But it was no longer lonesome, for there came Cleopatra in a chariot pulled by eight panting horses. The only difference was that she wasn't pulled by eight horses but by one hundred, and they were purring instead of panting. "One of them," I thought automatically, the gals with time on their hands....Who can wave their magic wands ... And leaving their drone-like husbands ... while away the pleasant hours in erotic love on soft warm sands ... I was wrong. She had no husband at the moment, but she had and she adored erotic love on the sands. Later I was to know that, in a sense, she was a female Pied Piper. She didn't need to wave a wand, and she had no fife, but there was a lute that needed playing on its taut strings, an instrument that gave forth high pitched shrieks when fingers touched the right place.
At first I didn't think she'd stop, then die car slowly glided to a halt. She leaned over and said, "Want a lift, buddy? Hop in!"
"Thanks," I answered, "I thought I was going to be firmly fixed to that fence for the duration." As she put the car in gear, I turned and examined my welcome benefactor. Blonde with the careful grooming that comes with hours in a Beauty Salon ... well-rounded curves that advertised experience and wrapped up in packaged trimmings that drew the leg clad in gossamer silk. I noticed that like many women drivers, she was having trouble with her dress which had moved up over her legs as she shifted in her seat. I like the soft contours of her thighs and the small bit of creamy white about the wispy triangle where her legs joined and whether my destination for the weekend would be changed. Here I was in a Cadillac and thinking about the twenty year old Packard slogan, "Ask the man who owns one." Well, I was going to try to own this little lady for at least forty-eight hours.
During my short look at her assets, she was saying things that I hadn't heard, remarks that probably needed no answers if I had heard them. Soon our conversation started to snowball however, and I found out that her name was Felicia Anton, that she thought today a beautiful day for a drive, that she had just been visiting an old sorority sister, and where did I want her to drop me off? "Oh, I have plenty of time," I replied, "I have two hours to train time. Look, my train leaves from Central Station. Why don't you have a drink or two with me till then? The least you can let me do is return a favor."
"I'd love too," she said, and I-wondered if I was mistaking about the car speeding up a bit. The ride in was extremely pleasant, especially as we careened around bends in the road, and I was tossed against her pliant body by the rock motion of the car. Visions were already racing through my head, but a traffic light ahead signaling 'slow' decided my course of action.
A few minutes later, we were comfortably seated in the corner booth of a cocktail lounge where waiters served heady drinks and minded their own business. "You know," she said as she sipped a Martini, "I'd like to thank you for adding a new note to an otherwise staid day. You realize of course that I stopped deliberately. I wanted to see just why you looked so lonesome sitting there on that silly little fence like a lost crow."
"Have you found out why now," I asked. "Yes," she said, "I think you needed a few minutes of my scintillating company. Don't you agree?" I answered by slowly tickling her ear. She looked surprised as if to say 'Why didn't you rub my thigh then? That's what others usually do.' Her smile seemed to hold some secret behind it, and as we talked her outer veneer of sophistication began to take on a newer meaning. She was on her third Martini when she suddenly said. "Tell me, do you think I'm a nice Pick-up." Her tone was maudlin, a distant change from her previous sarcastic, almost laughing manner.
"No, you're wrong there. I don't consider you a pickup, but rather a gracious patron of journeymen of the road." Immediately she brightened, and I thought if a woman is this changeable, she might be given to quick passion.
My arm was around her shoulders now as I continued to tickle the fleshy lobe of her ear. She moved her head a little under my fingers, then looked up at me and started to say something. I didn't give her a chance to get the words out of her mouth. Her lips were slightly parted, and they felt warm as I darted my tongue along the corner of her mouth, and, with my right hand, caressed the under portion of her breast. The drinks were slowly acting. She wiggled a little under my mouth, then thrust out her breasts until my fingers felt, through the soft material of her dress, a nipple that was hardening to a cone-like firmness. She suddenly drew air out of my mouth, and replaced it with a snake-like tongue that was searching out hidden crevices of my passion. I felt a pressure on my fly, then suddenly her hand was inside my pants, her cool fingers were around my stiff prick which was beginning to pulse madly. I could hardly think of this delightful surprise; all I wanted to do was take her into the dark shadows of a bed, feel her firm, lush body under me, her legs around my back, as we rotated in a wild orgy that would lock out the world around us.
Our passion slowly gained a steadier footing, our hands roamed more caressingly over each other's body.. each touch was a longing for complete rapture, each touch was a promise that the rest of time held hidden delights that we would find together. We held each other tightly within the confines of our small booth. Her head was back as my tongue skipped along the sensitive veins in her throat and lingered as it reached the perfumed valley which let to the forbidden peaks of desire. My tongue was no longer a part of me.
My fingers felt disembodied as they roamed "The Elysian Fields" where thought was sensation and will was desire. Gradually our bodies, Felicia's and mine, became familiar in spirit....
We were both breathlessly waiting until they could become familiar physically in the consuming burst of flame that would make one minute ours alone in the passage of eternity. Inside our glowing bodies we waited ... for we knew that this was not to be hurried.
My hand was under the table, my fingers were groping along the cool flesh of her thigh, when the waiter approached our darkened universe.
"Have another, darling?" I said: "Two more, three more...." was her exclamation, "Throw care to the winds, leave the future behind, for there is only the everlasting present"
Her cheeks were flushed and there was demonaical glint in her eyes which said "Come and be consumed, come, my lover, and spill thy manhood on fertile soil until you fade into a memory."
Her answer, probably from the third act of a long-forgotten play, signalled the discreet wraith that was the waiter, and he scurried off like an ancient handmaiden doing her mistress's bidding.
My fingers had just reached the silky portal, and were exploring warm, moist lips when the drinks appeared on the table. I withdrew my hand and dipped my fingers, laded with droplets of Felicia's love-juice, into my glass. "I want to drink your love, my darling," I said, "I want to taste your delicious nectar and carry you within me, as you will carry me within you during future hours."
Her motion was tender as she raised her glass to her lips and said, "You returned a favor a few hours ago, dear, so I want to return a favor a few hours from now. Drink my nectar now. I will thirst for your seed later."
The promise speeded out thirst, and while we drank, we searched out each others oasis of desire, and learned from where the founts of satisfaction sprung. Suddenly, my senses assembled when I thought "How am I going to pay for all these drinks?"
I whispered, "Shall we go darling?" and as Felicia snuggled into my arms as an answer, I found the solution since she said....
"Pay the man, dear, I knew you hadn't any money when we walked in here, but I love you just the same."
Her astuteness left me dazed for a moment, and later, as we settled into her car, I realized how lucky I was in finding such a partner for the weekend instead of the delectable but empty-headed female who was my original destination. I found that the drinks she consumed were mood-setters only, since her driving was not affected ... except when my fingers could not contain themselves and roamed beneath the firm cheeks of her buttocks. After a while, which seemed like an eternity, the car drove up before an imposing, Georgian-like home.
We got out of the car, wordless in expectation ... Felicia gave me the key, and when I opened the door, I realized that the next forty eight hours were to be a capsule version of the Thousand and One Nights.
We walked through luxuriously appointed rooms, up thickly carpeted stairs, until we stopped before a closed door. Silently, Felicia pushed on the handle, and as the door opened, like the portals of some forbidden city, I saw a sitting room that defied description. Tasteful, yet lusty ... And, beyond it marked by a simple arch, was the bedroom.
Felicia walked over to a cabinet opened it and then turned to me saying ... "Mix us a few drinks, will you darling? I won't be gone long."
Then she came back, put sinuous arms around my neck, and plunged her tongue deep into my mouth. I tingled all over, then lowered my hands from her shoulders, and holding firmly to the lush cheeks of her buttocks, pulled her violently to me until my prick was pushing up against her belly. She writhed and moaned as she wiggled her hips in a circular motion until I thought I was going to come. Then she broke away and said....
"Look my darling, just for you."
She wriggled out of her dress, lifting the hem above her head until she stood there in the middle of the room clad in gossamer-thin stockings and diaphanous under-things.
She walked up and down at first while I stood spellbound. Then she placed her hands over her over-flowing breasts,' caressed them in a moment of self-indulgence, and quickly unstrapping her brassiere, thrust her breasts into the air. They stood out, just waiting to be sucked. I dashed across the room, and grasping one nipple with my mouth, and the other nipple with my hand, began to pump them furiously, almost hurting her as she writhed beneath my teeth and fingers. As I stopped for a second to catch my breath, she darted from my grasp under the archway and disappeared into the darkness beyond. By this time, I could hardly think. From the top of my head to the tip of my toes, I was one gigantic Penus, waiting to lose myself in the mystery of life.
Before I'd finished mixing the drinks, she was back in the room, completely nude with the exception of dainty, shining shoes, and sheer, soft stockings which stopped halfway up her thigh. Between her legs, glowed a velvety patch of hair, almost quivering with the intensity of her desire. She moved forward a few steps, opened her arms wide, spread her legs until I could almost see her love-drops oozing on to the floor, and said....
"Come to me, lover." Her eyes were aflame, her body trembled, and her breasts almost sang of the delights that were to be found at their tips. She met me in the center of the room, and then, in a daze we sank onto the depths of a deeply-hued settee.
"First, my darling," she said, "you must be like I."
I was frozen immobile as she started to unbutton my pants. She dropped to the floor, tugging on my trouser legs until they were on the floor beside her. Quickly, I pulled off my clothing, and undershirt, then gave myself up to the overpowering sensations that accompanied her removing my shoes and socks.
How accomplished this woman was in arousing sensation at the ankles. Her tongue was a finger of flame as it roamed over my leg. Finally after I was completely undressed, she bent over and taking my stiff, hot prick in her hand, she began a quick backwards and forward motion.
I thrilled as my foreskin began sliding over the tender flesh that was now standing as erect as some giant tree that could stand the onslaught of life's most violent forces. I reached down, and grabbing her by the nipples, now tight and pointy, pulled her up on the cushions of the couch.
Immediately, with a low moan, she stretched herself out on me. I turned over and then with her white body beneath me, with her firm breasts pushing against my chest, I began to slowly tickle the inside of her legs with the tip of my prick.
She was breathing in gasps. She writhed in spasms as my cock glided across her smooth thighs, tickled her hair, and then, as her flesh yearned for the hard thrust that would lift her body into the air, I withdrew am' slowly caressed the lips of her cunt until her clitoris vibrated, the flow of her love-juice dripping down.
Slowly, I slid downwards, felt her smooth, round breasts as my mouth brushed by them. Acting on impulse, I took one nipple in my mouth and, grasping it between my teeth, began sucking it in and out, moving it with my tongue in a circular motion.
I looked up and saw her mouth open and close in short gasps. Her eyes were closed and her arms were stretched taut. Then my tongue moved down, along her smooth curves until it came to her navel. Meanwhile my hands were beneath her, feeling the pressure of her round cheeks, and as I squeezed tightly, I quickly moved my mouth past her pubic hair, past her dripping lips, until I sucked her throbbing clitoris into my mouth.
What sweet pleasure, what ecstasy that cannot be rivalled by me, tasting her warm sweetness, drinking her love; feeling my tongue tickle the edge of her fullest sensation, her body contorted, and she drifted into the outer rim of the universe as the lips of her cunt were gently sucked into my mouth. I thrust with my tongue, held my arms over her silken-clad legs and felt the brush of passion that surged through her body.
Her lubricating juice spilled over my lips, precious drops that I could not catch because my mouth was so full of her delectable flesh.
Slowly I rotated my tongue, building up to a crescendo, until her stomach leaped into the air. Then I pulled down hard with ray lips on her clitoris, in a mad circular motion, while she panted and each cell of her body was crying out in mad abandon. She came, with a force that I thought would destroy her tissues, a force that made her feel as if she were being pulled apart by a thousand horses.
I stood up, looked at her, ravished her with my eyes; then, as she lay there quietly, lost in the heights of passion, I tossed myself upon her pliant body, and pushed my prick into the warm, opening flesh that awaited it.
I felt her warm flesh as it sucked against the head of my cock. The suction became almost unbearable as I slowly glided in and out. Suddenly she responded, and thrust her body forward until our hairs tangled. Already I could feel the tingling sensation that increased the throbbing of my rod. Stiff and hard, my shaft along the inside walls of her cunt, pushing against her womb until I thought I would come out of her mouth.
Her stomach vaulted into the air, her hands pushed against the cheeks of my ass to get more of me into her. I could feel my balls as they swung in the air, first hitting her wet lips, then smashing into her out-spreading thighs. I became part of her, attached to her madly gyrating flesh.
Suddenly I gripped tight. My teeth sunk into her flesh, my nails searched frantically for her nipples, which I wanted to pull until she screamed aloutl. My prick grew within her, filling every crevice, stretching miles within her body. She pulled herself up to meet me. Her legs tightened around my back, and I wanted to force my balls into die soft opening that grasped my duob-bing flesh.
I could feel the orgasm within me ... Teasing at first, until it became so strong that I had to push and pull, push and pull, in and out of the warm moistness, with great force. Suddenly I felt a burst of feeling; it gushed out from deep inside of me, overflowing everything in its path, exploding in a fierceness that made me want to suck her tongue into my mouth, bite her flesh, sink into her arms and caress the smoldering embers around the luscious lips of her cunt.
Slowly, I dragged myself to her side. I lowered my hand, first touching hair, and then the cream that only a few seconds before spurted out of my body.
She lay panting, grasping for my prick. Slowly she moved it back and forth as I lay complacently. Then with my mouth to her breast, I fingered her clitoris, and she began flowing madly.
"Come," I said, "See that hassock over there. Let's see how deep I can go."
With delight she sprang up off the couch, her ass lilting from side to side. Halfway across the room, I brought my hand up between her thighs and held it there. Her legs streamed with wetness.
"Not now," she said, "Sit on the hassock and see if you can make me feel as though the top of my head were coming off."
I stretched myself out, expecting her to sit down. Suddenly she grasped my prick in her mouth and began sliding my foreskin back and forth with her lips. She gripped it tightly, holding back her teeth, until I thought I was in the power of a suction cup that would drag me out of my skin. I looked down, saw her on her knees before me, her lips sucking my rod, up and down, side to side, and then in a circular motion that sent my senses reeling. With one violent upward sucking motion, she let loose of my prick and darted her tongue around my balls. The sensation was tremendously exciting. I held her off by the breasts and tossing her on the warm carpetted floor, started kissing her vibrating clitoris. Again I sucked it into my mouth, in a fast pulling action.
Suddenly Felicia rolled her body. We tumbled over and over, across the room, until we reached the archway of the bedroom. Her mouth broke away from me, and she jumped into the big, sprawling bed.
She lay on her back, pushed out her belly until the hairs of her cunt protruded in the air. Immediately I mounted her and my prick, gliding between her legs, found a moist haven as the lips of her cunt tightened around its head. Then she twisted over until she was above me. I lay back as she moved effordessly up and down, dragging out the very fibers of my being. She sat down tightly and then, gasping as the sensation enveloped her body, gyrated until I could hardly breathe. My skin became welded to hers, my cock filling the gap in her cunt, until some gigantic force gripped our organs ... making her jump maniacally as my hot juice shot into her body. She came at the same moment and she came screaming. "Fuck me, bite me, Oh god! Fuck me; I'm yours, oh ... oh ... oh...." I pushed with my last ounce ol energy until I thought the tip of my cock was caressing the roof of her mouth.
I fell into a deep sleep, and dreamt of being chased by hundreds of women with huge pendant breasts and wide, dripping open pussies. One of these girls had a clitoris ten feet long, with which she kept prodding me in the behind. Suddenly I awakened and light was streaming in the windows. I was still being prodded ... But it wasn't a girl doing the prodding, it was a man. I bolted up, looked around for Felicia and found her missing. Here it is. I thought ... Here's the angry husband. He was angry alright. He was very irate to say the least.
"Where is that worthless good for nothing," he said. He shook my shoulders until my balls, tired as they were rattled beneath die sheets.
Innocently I opened one eye and said ... "Who?"
"You know her well," he said. "The woman you've been with."
"Your wife?" I said, as viciously as I could. My anger at his manner swamped my fear of a husbands wrath. "My wife?" he exclaimed, and suddenly his blustering manner gave way to deep guffaws of laughter as tears ran down his cheeks. "Please, young man," he said, "You're too funny!" He was practically rolling on the floor now. "My wife he says, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha!"
His laughter followed me out of the room, was still ringing in my ears as I got dressed and started to annoy me by the time I was outside, in front of the house. I started to walk down the street when I heard a voice call, "Hey fellow! In case you want to know who your companion was last night, she is my wife's maid. She's just stolen our car, our best silverware, my wife's furs, and, I suspect, your virginity."
Oh well, I thought, that's life. But I wasn't too disturbed. I had one more day which I could spend with my excitable, delectable but empty-headed girl friend ... How was I going to pay for my carfare? Oh, didn't I tell you? When I paid for the drinks with Felicia's money, I forgot to give her back her change.
CHAPTER TWO
I was wending my way through the milling crowds in the railroad station, thinking of my previous experience with Felicia, and also day dreaming about the future experiences I hoped to enjoy with Carla, the delectable but slightly addlepated young lady who by now must be furious because I had not shown up the night before.
Oh, well, she probably found a ready, although inferior substitute on which to vent her delightful animal desires. I wasn't worrying ... secure in the knowledge that with the money I had forgotten to return to Felicia, and a plausible excuse to soothe the ire of a woman spurned, I would soon find myself between Carla's legs.
As I settled myself into the comfortable seat thoughtfully provided by the railroad, I mulled over the perplexing but refreshing experience that was Felicia. I could still see her white form lying radiantly on the bed ... her rose-petalled breasts pointing high in the air ... her long alabaster legs spread wide ... her vagina, a cacophany of color, a dark shadow that was the resulting place for my prick, surrounded by thick red lips, shining from the moist drops oozing down from the tight canal that had sucked and squeezed my cock-all framed in a halo of silky hair.
I could feel a wave of desire sweeping over me ... The train wheels went clickety clack, clickety clack, and my prick, entrapped by my pants, pulsed to the rhythm. Unfortunately, I bought no magazines when I got on the train so I scanned the occupants of the car to quiet my racing brain. My first glance caught a business-like male, his eyes absorbed by the contents of the bulky Sunday Times. My second glance was more rewarding....
Walking down the aisle, swaying from side to side with die train's motion was a pert creature, finding difficulty in keeping her equilibrium and, at the same time, preventing a heavy overnight bag from hitting the occupants of the aisle seats.
My eyes quickly roamed over her entrancing figure. Her breasts pushed against her bodice, tight like the rest of her dress which imprisoned smooth lush curves, and firm round hips that tapered off into solid thighs, ill-concealed by the clinging dress material.
She came abreasts of my aisle seat when a sudden lurch tossed her against me. With arms flailing in the air, she sat wide-eyed on my lap, her perky little hat askew on her head, and, as she tried to retrieve her balance she apologized breathlessly:
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry. I hope I didn't hurt you."
"On the contrary," I returned, "it was a pleasure."
She flushed under my gaze, then hastily tried to regain her footing. As I picked up her bag which had fallen to the floor, I exclaimed: .
"Please, why don't you take my seat? I'm beginning to feel a little cramped anyway." Her face relaxed, she murmured something about 'how very kind I was' and she sat back in the seat with a deep sigh, stretching out her legs in a languorous pose. I was almost tempted to race my-fingers along her exciting thighs. Instead however, I thrust my hands into my pockets and stood there in the aisle, running my eyes over her opulent charms.
Her breast was heaving when I suddenly noticed that she was staring-and her gaze was centered at my pants! For lo and behold! my prick was pushing out the cloth of my trousers like some beckoning finger. She looked up, seemed to bite her tongue and a rosy hue came into her cheeks. Rather than let silence embarrass her, I said:
"How about coming back to the club car with me for a few minutes. It's getting a little stuffy in here anyway?"
"That's a grand idea," she replied, and gave me her hand. I helped lift her out of the seat.
As she walked in front of me down the swaying aisle, I thought how I would have liked to carry her out of the seat with my hands beneath the cheeks of her ass. I was hypnotized by the sight of that resilient, compact flesh that wiggled in front of me and invited a thrust from my cock that was now seeking release from its right confines.
The club car was very crowded for which I was extremely thankful. We found two seats on one of those small lounges that brought our thighs closely together. I ordered two drinks, and as she brought her drink to her lips, I noticed that her hand was trembling. She gulped her drink down greedily, then exclaimed:
"I needed that. I've just spent one of the most harrowing twenty-four hours of my life! Incidentally, since I seem to be laying my soul bare to you, what is your name? Mine's Grace Holt.."
"Hello, Grace," I said, with my best smile, "It looks like we have a great many dungs in common. I've had a rather disconcerting time myself." I introduced myself (Bob Longis) and learned that she had been to a fraternity-house party die night before. The evening was progressing nicely until her escort was driving her to an all-night restaurant for a late supper.
"It's funny I hadn't noticed it before, but his driving showed that he was getting drunker by the minute," she said. "We'd all been drinking pretty heavily-you know how these weekend parties are, but we'd been dancing quite a bit, and the effects of the liquor gradually wore off ... except on the silly boy I was with. As die miles sped by, the car moved faster, until we were zigzagging madly back and forth over the white line on the road. When we approached a curve, he slowed down a bit, dien I pushed my foot on the brake and jumped out of the car. He cursed at me, oh, you should have heard him! and when I refused to get back into die car, he slammed the door, sped down die road ... and there I was, stranded in the middle of nowhere."
"Certainly not a gentlemanly thing to do," I remarked, feeling a delightful pressure of her thighs as she relived her experience in its telling.
"I should say not," she retorted, "Why do you know that I walked for what seemed like miles, until a kind truck driver picked me up and drove me into town."
"Why didn't you wait for one of die other cars in your party to come down dio road?" I asked.
"Oh, I would have been terribly embarrassed," she replied. "And so I changed my clothes at the station after arriving in town, found an empty bench and slept rather restlessly until I got on this train."
I moved closer, slid one hand along her leg, quickly, in an outwardly comforting manner. The feel of the sheer, soft dress material under my fingers as it moved slightly over firm flesh sent shivers up my arm. I looked closely into her eyes and murmured softly: "I could never leave you like that, in the middle of the road. In fact, I could never get so drunk that I'd be so insensible to your charms."
I felt her thighs move more closely together as if the words stuck a chord deep down inside her. She'd put her drink down on the bar, and her lips were moist as she leaned closer. Her tongue flicked over her lips, she pressed a warm hand on my wrist, and said: "I don't think I'd want you to...." slowly, calmly, and yet her words, simple as they sounded, were fiery. I quickly searched for another bill, and ordered a few more drinks ... but I really didn't need them. Grace had a peculiar glint in her eyes; her breathing was getting heavier, and her knees were pressing closer, almost as if they were trying to force their way between my thighs and touch the palpitating force of my prick....
The time passed quickly. The conductor announced that we were approaching the city, and the lounge car quickly cleared out. We were suddenly alone. My fingers were tracing little circular motions under her arm pits; I could feel her warm, soft breasts as they nestled against my warms. I squeezed my arms together a little as I said, "Aren't you still unnerved a little? Don't you think that I should make sure that you get home all right?"
Her answer was in her movements as she reached toward her pocketbook on the bartop, shrugged her lithe body, thrust forward a silken, exciting leg, and thrust one dainty foot after another as she proceeded back to the car we'd left only an hour before, although it seemed like a century....
We settled into a taxi, her head relaxed against my out-thrust arm, her legs were up on the front seat, and her dress had worked itself back over dream-like thighs awaiting warm flesh, my flesh, to start them glowing with the heat of passion. The lack of sleep had dulled her eyes ... She had overestimated her resistance to the liquor of the night before ... Our few drinks had sent the alcohol of last night coursing through her veins; alcohol that had been defeated by the excitement of her experience; alcohol that acted as an aphrodisiac, throwing her back to the frustrating hours of the night before. She stirred underneath my arm, her eyes tightly closed, lips opened wide and tongue thrusting into the empty air. I grasped it with my lips and sucked its tip. It shot forward, deep within my mouth. Her hands reached out, grasping the air, with fingers searching. I was mad with desire.
I pulled one out-thrust hand down toward my pants, molded its fingers around my firm prick. Her fingers settled outside my pants, clutching. Suddenly she awaken-ed, slightly puzzled. She lifted her arms, rubbed her sleep-filled eyes, and said sheepishly, "Forgive me, please, you've been so nice. I'm tired, I didn't...."
Her words trailed off as I quickly moved my hand up her smooth thigh. Immediately, in a reflex action, her legs spread; she sighed as my hands moved over her stocking top, up past die edge of her sharp girdle that stood as a flexible protectorate over the tiny area covered by diaphonous silk. My finger protruded through her tight panties, searching out the sylvan triangle imagined in my mind. She squirmed under my grasp, her body moved forward and pushed her warm, palpitating cunt within die reach of my impatient finger.
Savagely, I thrust my finger through the enfolding flesh that surrounded her depths, and sunk it deep within her dark cavity of desire. Her body suddenly jumped upward, impaled by my finger, and held fast as the rest of my fingers settled below her soft belly and glided slowly, ever so slowly, over her soft contours. She panted.
"Please, wait. Hold me. Oh, don't hold me. Let me go, let me go. No, don't ... Wait till we're home, please, please ... Oh...."
I was surprised at her sudden passion, but realized that she was expecdng it for over twenty-four hours, that the walls of her cunt had swelled and pushed against her, waiting for the hard, decisive thrust that would relax her arms, make diem enfold themselves around the straight shoulders lying above her and pushing against her up-thrown breasts.
The cab driver threw cold water on my hot thoughts as he said: "We're here, Bud, want to get out now?" He leered and, in return, lost a tip. Poor Felicia, I thought, as I helped Grace up the steps, what would she think if she realized how her lost money was being spent. At the same time, I thought of Felicia pushing her body up to meet the hard, firm prick of someone else, and then I decided I was spending the money "in a manner to which it was accustomed."
Grace opened the door, walked across the comfortably upholstered room, and bending over, with her inviting round ass in the air, set her overnight bag down on the carpet. She gasped in surprise as my fingers dug into her flesh, felt through her dress and sensed the pliant ridges that outlined her cunt. For a moment she stood bent over, enjoying the feeling that rushed through her legs.
Then, she jerked up breathlessly, lifted one eyebrow in the air and said: "So early in the morning. Honestly!" She feigned abhorrence at the idea, then twisted her hips in a motion that set my emotions aflame.
It was a small apartment ... one room, surrounded by a tiny kitchenette, and a bathroom covered by a tiny, almost miniscule door. She shuffled across to one corner of the room and said: "Turn around now like a good little boy while I get ready for you."
I complied, then suddenly rebelled at the idea of not being allowed to watch that supreme figure being unveiled. As I turned, she had her dress over her head, her legs glistening, out-thrust, as if she expected me to slide my cock up her soft, indented flesh. I waited silently, then suddenly decided to watch her undressed statuesque figure.
There was a low-flung couch against the wall, as she threw off the last revealing garment, fragile panties with lace fringe across the edges, she fell back onto the couch, her legs on the floor and her cunt signalled my entrance into the depths of her entangled, searching being. I moved slowly across the intervening space until I stood over her body. Her legs were wide apart as I slid to my knees and rubbed my throbbing cock along her glowing flesh. She stirred, moved almost imperceptibly in a circular motion as I rubbed the foreskin of my prick backwards and forwards along her skin.
From my kneeling position, I could see the thin lines of her beckoning lips, waiting for the thrust that would mean the swollen head of my cock was penetrating her wet canal. I pushed forward quickly, heard her "Aghs" as my firm rod relentlessly chocked her pores, absorbed her wetness, and seeked to fill the bottom of her depthless well.
My hips thrust forward, slowly at first, teasing the cells that itched from the intensity of the feeling, and then, perversely, those hips rammed my sturdy prick until it kissed the wall of her womb. We were encircled by tingling sensations. I could imagine her thoughts as she lay tossing, her body high in the air, her arms scratching against my shoulders, clawing to push me farther into her fiery receptacle for round, straight cocks; hers was the flesh that consumes as it sucks life away, as it pulled the essence of existence from its position and substituted the enticing sensation of the moment.
She spun mystically around my upstanding prick as I thrust madly forward, then backward, then forward ... until I thought my hairs were rising around my balls. She lay back suddenly with a deep gasp that excited me to the roots of my Being. The head of my cock searched out her deepest darkness, then, without warning, spewed forth the liquid of life. Insensible as she was, she sucked the stream that spurted from me, absorbing its luscious, creamy flavor, and savoring its taste until I lost touch with my surroundings and gave myself up to the ensuing blackness that spiralled up from my toes, engulfed my balls, and lost itself in the majestic proudness of my prick, deeply encased in her throbbing cunt.
It seemed like days ... I was awakened by a tingling sensation that started at my thighs and slowly tickled its way up between my legs. It became intense, and yet not enough, a feeling that needed surcease, yet was satisfaction in itself. I could feel the lines of a tongue as it moved up my thighs ... stiff, warm, calmly it ranged over my skin. I reached down, moved the delectable head, softly gazed into limpid eyes, that belied the excitement aroused by warm, swiftly shifting globes of fire in a mouth of soft tenderness ... the mouth moved up, along the hairs that separated my balls and upstanding prick, then it moved swiftly up to the head of my cock ... But it wasn't Grace's!
For a moment, I could hardly breath. I moved my hand across the couch, felt a pliant body topped by conical nipples tapering off to a smooth waist.
My fingers roamed over a fold of flesh until they came to a crescent-shaped navel, then down past a full round belly, warm and swelling to the touch and finally arrived at curled hair warm with body heat. Investigating further, my hands rested against a slit still wet with my juice ... a slit I knew to be Grace's, as she lay breathing a deep sleep beside me.
Then who was this spread between my legs and sucking my cock with a mouth that was gentle as it was demanding? She must have seen my eyes open for she suddenly sat up at the foot of the couch, her cunt spread across my toes. She gave a little wiggle that forced my big toe into already moist lips, tossed dark wavy hair back over her head, ran her hands over ivory smooth hips, and said:
"Well, hello, looks like Grace brought something interesting home for a change. I'm Hilda, her roommate. Did she tell you about me?"
I looked up at her pendent breasts, tipped by red circles, and then down toward the bush of hair that held my eyes transfixed as she squatted on her haunches in front of me.
"No, she didn't," I answered. "In a way, I'm glad she didn't. I liked the way you introduced yourself."
My prick was starting to rise ... I could feel the blood pulsing through its veins, stretching my foreskin tight over the hardening flesh.
"Well," she said, "it looks like I can complete the introduction. How about introducing yourself into me now?"
With that, she moved up over my legs and sat herself down on the tip of my undulating cock. She didn't sink further at first, but moved her body in circles, teasing my tingling flesh. Her breasts were swaying before my face....
My tongue flicked out and tasted a firm nipple. Then gripping tightly with my teeth, I pushed my body upward quickly catching her body, forcing her into the air as my cock sunk into the depths of her cunt. Her muscles gripped around the head of my prick and she gasped as I bounced my body up and down on the bed, pushing my prick farther inside her with each thrust. Her body began revolving, faster and faster, gyrating her cunt as it sucked my foreskin back and forth over the rapidly expanding head. We were both plunged into fiery depths, her breast pushed itself more deeply into my mouth until I thought I would choke....
"Hilda, stop that, stop that, this instant, do you hear me...?" It was Grace, shrieking as she pulled Hilda off my body in an action so violent, it tossed them both on the floor.
"Stop it, girls, come on break it up, please," I implored. But they paid no attention to me. Both were breathing heavily, uttering short gasps as they tore at each other's hair and ripped long fingernails along heaving flesh. Suddenly their actions changed; their breathing came more deeply, but in sighs instead of gasps of pain. Before my astounded eyes they suddenly stretched out, quickly moved their svelte bodies until Grace's tongue began flicking along Hilda's thighs and Hilda buried her face in the glowing hair between Grace's legs. In their lesbian embrace, they squirmed madly, each dragging from the other, sensation stemming from their burning loins.
Suddenly, two beautiful bodies, perfectly sculptured by nature, were wrapped in a tight embrace. I could hear the sucking, caressing noises caused by wild tongues darting over sensitive pliant flesh.
It was maddening. My prick was jutting out, dripping with the furious passion pumping through my body. When I thought I could stand it no longer, their bodies suddenly leaped jerkily into the air, two animal sighs came up in chorus from the floor, and their exhausted bodies relaxed in contentment. I stared at those glowing bodies, longing to push my furiously beating prick between a pair of legs, but I could not prevail upon myself to make a choice.
After a few moments, they both sat up, and I asked: "How about me now, girls? Isn't it my turn now?"
Grace lifted a beautiful eyebrow and retorted curtly: "No! You wait until later. It'll serve you right for being unfaithful to me."
Unfaithful, I thought Ye Gods! die logic of women. Here they are writhing on die floor, sucking on each other's vibrating cunt and then accusing me of indescretion. Their manner changed as they noticed creaming drops oozing from the head of my cock. They became solicitous, and Grace gripped her fingers around my prick as Hilda got up and nuzzled her gorgeous breasts against my cheek.
"Patience, boy," Hilda breathed softly. "We're calm now. Wait until after lunch, and well be ready for you."
The prospect of screwing two women at the same time was pleasurable, yet at the same time I had misgivings. I hoped that my body cells were thoroughly rested for the exhausting bout that awaited me.
As we sat down to a delicious dinner cooked by the girls, I wondered at these two creatures sitting here with me. I'd known both girls less than twenty-four hours and here we were sitting stark naked at a pagan feast. We ate quickly, contemplating the delicious fruits of passion that we would be tasting later.
As we cleared away the dishes, we were in a carnival spirit The girls took turns grasping my dangling cock; and as they leaned over the sink or removed dishes from the table, I placed my hands between their legs, feeling the hairs of both cunts at the same time. Their love-juice seeped from the lips of their twats, wetting my fingers.
By the time the clean dishes were put away in the cabinet, we could hardly contain ourselves. We were playfully thinking of things to do together when, suddenly, Grace showed the tip of her tongue through her lips and said: "I know what! Come, I'll show you!"
Then, grasping me by the balls, she playfully tugged me across the room to a comfortable-looking hassock. She sat me down and looked at me quizzically until I suddenly got the idea and said: "You want me to kiss your delicious cunts?"
And then she brightened and excitedly exclaimed: "That's the idea! Wonderful! Wonderful!"
Then she moved up a chair and rested my head on a soft cushion. I stretched out on my back on the hassock, my stiff cock sticking upward, my foreskin straining at the rapidly swelling head of my love-root seeked a comfortable resting place in a tight cunt.
The girls talked for a moment in low voices. Then Grace walked over, placed one full leg over my head and stood straddling my neck. I looked up, saw her luscious body towering above me; her breasts were thrust out, horizontal with my body, their pointed nipples aglow with a burning flame ... her long limbs were quivering in expectancy, as they stood firmly, wide apart, one on each side of me. Her hands were resting on her hips, her head was flung back and her tongue was flashing against her lips.
My gaze travelled directly upward and there was the temple before which I was bowing ... almost touching my face, the full lips of her cunt hanging down against my mouth, glowing with droplets of moisture. I quickly shot up my tongue, rubbed its thrill-tingling tip against the curled hair between her legs and pushed upward, shoving my tongue deeply into her hot dark hole, causing her cunt to contract with intensity of feeling.
As my tongue circled inside her pussy I became lost in the enveloping sensation. I suddenly felt burning flesh wrap itself around my prick. The warm feeling travelled down the length of my throbbing cock and settled itself around my hair. I realized that Hilda straddled my legs, was sliding up and down my root. I could feel the delicious, slippery sensation of moist lips as they gripped my flesh tightly in a vise from which I had no intention of losing myself.
Madly, I foraged with my tongue inside Grace's twat. Her legs became wily muscles as her body swayed back and forth with my caresses. I sucked furiously on her swollen clitoris, now throbbing against my teeth in an urgency that signalled the spouting of passion. With Grace in my mouth, her body vibrating over me, and Hilda on my cock, gyrating like a dervish while she pumped up and down, I was no longer a part of the world, but in a forbidden Garden of Allah in a secluded harem where mysteries, lurking deep in the emotions of the female womb, were leaving their warm bodies and flowing through each cell in my body. I bathed in the luxuriant hair of my love, showering my skin with her droplets of passion ... I lost myself in a warm cavity of unbounding passion, sucking from my Being the stream of life.
I could feel the slow, maddening sensation that spread across my loins, a sensation that tugged at my belly, seeking to drag my organs through my prick. At the same time I was being torn apart by the throbbing cunt in my mouth and the whirling flesh grasping my cock.
The girls, almost in unison, let out shrieks coming from another world, like high-pitched violins as all strings were broken at once and went twinging madly in all directions. Then my muscles exploded inside my cock. I could feel the maddening stream as it surged out of the head of my prick, as the rich cream spurted into Hilda's cunt, overrunning her red lips, drenching her curly hair, and running over my throbbing belly.
We collapsed together. I felt two pairs of breasts as they settled against my body. Then we dragged our glowing bodies over to the couch. I smelled the maddening scent of passion, sensed the heat as it radiated from our bodies, and as I dozed off my eyes closed in deep slumber. I heard the alarm strike six, the end of my day in the city. But what of the night?
CHAPTER THREE
"Wake up, you sleepy head. Come on ... wake up...." I felt someone tugging at the limp flesh that dangled between my legs. Sleepily I rubbed at my eyes, wearily I raised my head.
My glance travelled down my supine body, lying on the couch to which we had dragged our exhausted bodies a few hours before, after I and the two girls, Hilda and Grace has tasted the joys of an unbounding orgy. It was Hilda, as I might have expected. Vivacious, with seemingly unlimited energy she glowed from her restful sleep as the embers of her passion were regaining the heat that had previously endowed her with fiery abandon. Next to me, Grace still slumbered sonorously, the lovely tips of her breasts rising and falling with each delicious breath.
Hilda, however, was completely refreshed, and as her long cool fingers travelled up and down my tired prick, they whispered of how the depths of her passion had been replenished. I mumbled something, still in the in-between world that separates sleep from consciousness, when she jumped from the couch e-claiming, "I know what you need, mister," and her pert, round ass wiggled in anticipated pleasure as she softly glided out of the room.
While she was gone, I reflected over my afternoon's adventures with these two passionate creatures whom I had known approximately twelve hours. As my mind reached back, it though ... First Felicia, a very promising weekend that turned into a one night stand, although a satisfactory one ... Then meeting Grace on the train, feeling her firm breasts, the shape of her thighs, and being introduced to Hilda by her lips as her mouth slid up and down my organ while I slept after an orgyistic, delightful bout with Grace, her roommate ... "Here, sleepyhead, take these."
Hilda's out-thrust hand interrupted my reveries. I looked at the pills resting on her roundly shaped palm and queried, "What are these?"
"Vitamin pills," she answered. "They'll put some strength back into that withered tool of yours. Come on, swallow your medicine now like a good boy."
Grudgingly, I accepted the pills and the water that followed. Secretly, I was thankful for this creature's thoughtfulness, however selfish her motives, since I wanted to enjoy tussling with her and sliding between her legs with a stiff cock as much as she wanted it. So far, I had not been drained too much to the point of exhaustion. Three orgasms with three women in almost twenty-four hours ... My innate powers endowed by nature, plus energizing powers contributed by vitamin laboratories, should assure at least three more in the next twenty-four hours.
Grace tossed in her half-sleep next to me, then awakened as she felt my limb against her round belly. Her eyes opened ... "Hello, you two, not up to any mischief yet, are you?"
We answered by chorusing a great big "No." Then both girls, completely ignoring me, began to chit-chat about their respective sensations during our three-way intercourse a few hours before. As I listened to their talk.
"Oh dear, how my clitoris throbbed when his tongue tickled my hair" ... "But, darling, you should have felt the burning as his firm root slid in and out, up and down my legs, why, I was positively dripping...." I revived our exciting experiences.
Suddenly, Hilda jumped up and exclaimed, "Oh, it's getting late. We must dress and...."
Grace interrupted her with, "Why, Hilda, where are we going?"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. We're invited to a Costume Ball tonight at the Art Students League."
"But we don't have any costumes," protested Grace.
"Oh, that's all right," said Hilda. "At this ball you don't need costumes."
As she smiled secretly I wondered what she meant. Although slightly irked at the idea of leaving the privacy of this wonderful apartment, I went along with the girls. We dressed quickly, and within an hour found ourselves at the driveway of an imposing brownstone mansion. In the vestibule, a giant negro, dressed as a harem guard, his head encased in a towering turban, his bare glistening chest bejewelled with a chain of gems, and his legs covered in silken pantaloons, handed us small black harlequin masks, saying poetically:
"Enter here, ye children of the night, And wear these masks of anonomity, Then as you taste life's sweet delight, May your passion be as boundless as the limits of infinity." Before I had time to be surprised, I was whisked away by a tiny pretty mulatto girl dressed only in silken pantaloons and slippers that curved up at her toes. She led me off to a monstrous room with little upholstered luxurious cubicles. Soft blue lights within the cubicle revealed two similarly dressed negresses awaiting me. Immediately their hands softly held me, and before my astonished eyes, they proceeded to undress me. I looked at the firm breasts, with nipples out-thrust, and boldly grasped one luxuriant breast from each in my hands.
They said nothing, and as they finished undressing me, one sprayed me with a musky perfume while the other slipped to her knees and began sucking my awakened cock. Just as I was about to spurt my cream into her thick lips, she drew back and said:
"To stir the embers of a glowing passion I grip your prick with burning lips,
So that later with a towering female bastion,
You may sink your flesh between her hips."
They put the black little mask over my eyes, and led me out to Grace and Hilda who stood gloriously naked in the hallway.
"Through the doorway," pointed the little black nymph, and, grasping the doorknob I held open the mysterious door as the two girls preceded me into a hall of forbidden delights.
My eyes became transfixed as they observed an orgy beyond imagination. Bodies were softly wriggling on a floor that had the appearance of a monstrous bed. My breath came in short gasps as I saw masked faces, with bodies entirely nude, pressed against abundant breasts, lost in hair between long legs, as the walls of this luxurious hall rebounded with the sighs of a hundred bodies lost in the depths of burning passion. I turned around and saw that the two girls had disappeared. My eyes caught Grace as she was kneeling before a figure whose chest bristled with hair. His hard cock was standing away from his torso and Grace's lips were madly attempting to suck its contents into her mouth. Suddenly, a ravishing creature darted up to me, her cream-like breasts held between her fingers, and sliding backwards to the floor, thrust her wide-spread legs up at me, moaning, "Sink within me your rod of desire, And whirl with my legs in an exciting dream, Till the grip of my cunt will suck your cream, And scorch your balls with a dazzling fire." Immediately, I sunk to my knees to do the lady's bidding. Her full lips sucked in the head of my prick, as moisture flowed around my firm muscle and spilled itself on the softly padded floor. She jammed a quivering nipple between my lips, and as I began to suck its hard outlines, I could feel her hair revolving against my hair, her belly sliding beneath my navel, her hands digging into the cheeks of my ass as she forced my searching cock deep within her womb. I drew out and rubbed her glistening lips between her thighs ... Up and down, side to side, and in small but gradually growing circles, the tip of my prick moved along her tingling cunt. It rested for a moment as its head contacted her point of desire, her clitoris, that stuck out boldly demanding to be sucked into a warm, receptive mouth. Then, guiding my throbbing prick along the exciting outlines of her dripping cunt, I pushed it down until it passed the resistance of her mons veneris and sunk deep within hot flesh that Opened and gripped tightly ... until my prick was deeply imbedded between her thighs, and we swayed together with the intensity of the feeling. The legs of this nameless creature locked themselves around my back. Her ass was up in the air, as I probed deep within her and thrusting my body forward quickly, forced from her an agonizing screech as the head of my cock pushed deep within her burning tissues in its search for her mouth. She writhed in wild abandon, draining my prick of its energy. Manically, she pulled at my hair, scratched the cheeks of my ass, and still convulting till I thought my balls would be sucked into her gaping maw, thrust her cunt high into the air, savagely forcing the bone of her cunt against my hair, and broke into banshee-like cries which made me force my prick even deeper within her demanding flesh....
She lay back whimpering insanely when suddenly my attention was hypnotically drawn to a massive stage by the overpowering clanging of some gigantic gong. I looked toward the stage, my eyes traveling up past this creature's glistening navel, taking in her indented waist, beyond the firm mounds tipped by rosehued nipples, and, as my gaze passed her bitten lips, glistening with feverish moisture, it centered itself upon a giant ebony figure in the middle ofthe stage. The figure swung its arms, and a great bronze hammer hit a gargantuan circular gong that must have been cast hundreds of years ago to warn the gates of some ancient Eastern city against the impending attack of invading hordes. The black, Nubian figure turned toward me, toward the rest of the writhing bodies that thrilled in abandon on the floor. "Ladies and Gentle-men," the voice boomed. "Awaken from your mists of pleasure. Gentlemen, withdraw from the vaults of desire; Ladies, dismount the pinnacles of sensation. Tonight we have a rare treat in store for you. The hour has come for you to take off your masks and bare your faces as you have bared thirsting bodies. Please, dismask!"
A hundred hands reached to their faces and removed the black masks that had shielded facial contortions while passions held reign. The creature lying with her quiet, glowing thighs around me was astonishingly beautiful with full lips made for sucking my cock. I dreamed of those lips as they might be delighting me later. I looked up again when the voice continued, "Gentlemen, look inside your masks and you will find certain numbers, one in red and the other in gold. Remember the gold number, it will be a boon to you later. Now put your masks in the containers that our lovely girls will bring around to you."
Then, four or five lovely negresses, with breasts swaying as they moved, circulated around the males, collecting their masks. After all the men's masks rested in the bottom of die containers, the voice went on, "Now we will have a surprise drawing. Gentlemen, your committee has selected the most gorgeous creatures available on this earth for the honor of appearing in the exhibition that is to follow. One girl will be selected."
As he said this he drew one mask from the container, motioned to someone off-stage, and was answered by a ravishing female form who strode long-leggedly to the front of the stage. Then he reached into the masks discarded by-the women and announced five numbers. One of them was mine! I walked in a daze up to the platform, conjuring up all sorts of images about what was to follow. We were all lined up on the stage and we men drew lots. I looked at the slip of paper in my hand and it said, "Mouth". We passed it to the black and as he arranged us around the devastatingly lovely girl, a murmur went up from the audience as they saw what was about to happen. I will relate it as Grace told it to me later....
"Well, at first all I could look at as I saw you men up on the stage was your pricks, all standing firm and erect, just waiting for me to sit on everyone and slide down until I could feel your hair tickling my ass. Then I noticed that you were all arranged around the girl who was standing with her legs apart. I knew that she was terribly excited since I could almost see her love-juice dripping down her legs. Then they placed you on some sort of platform, with your legs hanging over it and your prick standing straight out, almost touching her lips. She then reached out and grabbed the prick of one man with her right hand and then another with her left hand, and as one man stuck his prick up her wide-open cunt, another came up from behind and pushed himself into her ass. Immediately she began sucking your head, and six bodies were writhing in the abandon on the stage. Her hands were flailing up and down. Oh, that lucky girl, soothing themselves over hard flesh that throbbed beneath her fingers. At the same time, from in front and behind she was being torn apart, ecstatically as hard cocks were pushing and sliding against her insides. I practically came from thinking about it. Suddenly, I saw jets fly from her hands, and her body throbbed as hot cream gushed into her mouth and up into her body. Tell me, what did you feel while all this was happening?"
As I told Grace, this is only a word description of my sensations....It is really beyond description. First her tight lips surrounded my prick, slowly pushing back the hot skin that quivered at her touch. As my prick was firmly imbedded in her mouth, she gently moved her tongue in tantalizing circles over the head of my cock and sucked the first few drops of joy from my body. I looked down and could see her furiously pumping her hands up and down over the pricks of my lucky fellow-participants, and squirming her cunt from the fellow who was shoving his body against her as he stood below me. Suddenly she became mad with sensation, her mouth became tighter, her tongue spun more madly as she tried to swallow my crazily tingling penis. I felt a sensation start at my toes, then rush up my limbs until I was shaken apart by violent tremors that came partly from her quivering body. I shrieked as my cream spurted out of my body. Her lips overflowed as she opened her mouth to die ecstacies that were penetrating the core of her being. At the same time the pricks in her grasp writhed madly and shot forth the juice that she was trying madly to pump out in flowing streams. As she went limp with desire, I got down from the platform and slowly walked to the back of die hall.
After this experience I needed a rest. The exhibition was over on the stage but it was just beginning on the floor. Grace came over to me and we told each other about our sensations during the exhibition. Then she gave me a very sweet-tasting drink and before I knew it, I felt desire surge again through my body. I lay back on the floor and immediately Grace straddled me, sliding her warm, wet pussy up and down my root. I held her up for a moment and examined that opening that I was growing to love so very much. As I released her, she rolled her body over and, sticking her ass up in the air, knelt on her hands and knees and said. "Come, please try it backwards."
At first I looked at her cheeks spread wide, her hair stuck out in exciting tufts, and then the lush red lips of her cunt that joined and lost themselves in a dark opening. I got on my knees behind her, and rubbed my prick over her legs. She gave herself up to the soothing sensations. I thrust my body forward and sank myself deep within her lips, while the cheeks of her ass rubbed against my belly and my hands searched beneath her body for her hanging breasts. We shook together as I slipped in and out of her tightening flesh. I grabbed her breasts more tightly and pulled down on her hot nipples, hardening under my fingers. As I moved my body forward she twisted her ass and pushed back at the same time to meet me. Then she started to moan. I quickly pulled myself out of her quivering flesh, thrust my head forward and licked my tongue up and down her thighs until it found its resting place against her cunt Her clitoris stuck out, inviting the swift, darting action of my tongue. I gripped it with my teeth, pulled down sharply, as she arched her body and drew away from me to increase the sensation.
My mouth grew full as her clitoris expanded between my teeth. I felt it grow hard and rigid until I could almost feel her sensations as they ran up and down her thighs. Then I moved, and again inserted my hard cock, throbbing with desire. Her breasts began to tremble in my hands. She squeezed her thighs together and held my prick tightly. I pushed forward as hard as I could until I felt her stomach preventing more progress. Slowly, I revolved, letting her feel the head of my prick as it surged against her interior walls. She started to milk it as her inside muscles became more active and sucked at my flesh until I thought I would scream. She wiggled in front of me as I. held my hands on her back and wildly pumped back and forth until her body began jumping with ecstasy.
Finally she pushed backwards with one crushing motion until my prick was buring to the hilt when I felt myself coming in a maddening rush. We grunted and tried to weld our flesh to one another.. The heat burning within our systems became unbearable until our desire rushed to staggering heights, exploded in a crescendo of feeling and then subsided as her wriggling slowed and my prick slipped from its sheath, wet and limp. She got up and walked away, her eyes glassy, her tongue moving over her glistening lips.
I could stand it no longer. I stumbled over the throbbing, thrashing bodies, and made my way toward the exit. Along the way hands grasped for my hanging prick, hands attached to female bodies that were writhing as firm pricks were being slid in and out of their moist openings.
I slowly got dressed and walked out of that Hall of Desire. I was drunk with exhaustion as my nerves tingled from forbidden experiences. I walked a few blocks when I saw a figure slowly approach me. It was comely, and the breasts stood out as they pointed at me in an accusing manner. The face materialized above those pointed mounds and I was choked into mobility. It was 'Carla', the girl I had stood up for over twenty-four hours.
CHAPTER FOUR
"You!", she exclaimed as if the word were a curse. "Where have you been the past two days?"...."Oh, My God, I thought, not Carla after the experiences I've been through. But it looked as if I were going to have to contend with her, too. Since she stuck out her ripe breasts imperiously, her high heels clattered over the pavement as she strode toward my immobile figure with fury in her eyes. I awaited the full onslaught of her anger, thinking 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'....
I first met Carla about four or five months ago. It was a stifling hot day and the temperature had broken records as the mercury shot up the glass rods. That day I had decided to feel the cooling invigoration of white capped waves as they broke over my back and it seemed as if everyone in town had the same idea. It was impossible to swim in the green expanse that lapped against the sandy beach blackened with sweltering humanity. A cooling wave had just beckoned when I dove into greenish-white foam and came up sharply expecting to find the blue sky above me.....Instead, I came up between the soft thighs of a lush female swimming above me. For a moment, I delighted in the experience, then I thrashed around in the water and both our bodies became entangled as my new-found companion strove to keep her stroke.
I moved from her delectable flesh and as our heads bobbed on the water's surface I exclaimed: "My, that was refreshing!"
"Yes, and you're too fresh," was the retort.
"Please," I returned in a hurt tone, "I was only thinking of how cooling it was on this kind of a day."
Her mood changed almost immediately. "Yes," she said, "It is awful, isn't it?"
She moved away over the water's surface and I followed, keeping strokes with her as she cut the water with graceful lines. We had bypassed most of the people along the beach's edge. We floated virtually alone and we became drawn together in the same speech as people are when they feel that they are apart from the rest of teeming humanity. By the time we returned to the beach we were well acquainted. We had exchanged names, hers was Carla, and her glances showed that she did not greatly dislike my presumption in following her course.
As she strode out of the water onto the awaiting sand I almost swallowed a few gallons of sea water as I gaped at her astonishing figure. To this day whenever I think of Carla, I see her as she walked so majestically out of the water that had engulfed her glorious curves. Her two piece bathing suit showed her figure far better than her nude body did....her luscious curves, her swelling breasts were accentuated by the brief material instead of being lost in a vast expanse of white flesh displayed by her nude body. Her shapeless suit emphasized her exciting lines and as she walked in front of me, I almost became lost to the temptation of caressing the smooth lines of her round buttocks. I felt that everyone on the beach could see die outline of a hard-on through my short trunks. We rested on her blanket. A postage-stamp part of the beach, but the whole world to me.
She thrust up her arms as she stretched her tingling flesh and reclined on a blanket, her abundant breasts absorbing the warm caress of the sun's rays and my eyes gaze. For once, I sat by her side discreetly with my blood racing through my veins. My speech was slow and in a tone as enticing as possible. Her manner indicated that she was no 'Pick up', rather I had been chosen by her from a host of beach admirers-the un-defeatible conceit of the female character!
We were enrapport and the next time we went down to the water's edge, we approached hand in hand. We did not swim out very far this time....instead we cavorted just outside of the permieter of other human beings, playfully tossing water at each other, trying to duck each other's head under the cooling water. Somehow, I had grasped her arms. Playfully my hands found their way under her armpits, and I lifted her up and down out of the water.
Then the miracle happened! The water's resistance gripped the bandeau of her suit, and as I lifted her glowing body out of the water, her breasts became bare to my gaze. Her bandeau was below their swelling curves. My eyes were held spellbound by the pointed nipples, two delectable circles awaiting my caressing tongue. I could not contain myself. Somehow, two human bodies, surrounded by eht understanding caress of water that tightens their close proximity are more intimate, more forgetful of the world's scorn than they are on land....For evidence, investigate the romances of a six day cruise to die Bahamas.
My passion swelled up with me as my mouth slipped over her neck, quickly fastened itself on her full nipple, and regardless of die crowds on die beach, began to suck her breasts deep within my lips. Her gasp mingled surprise with ecstasy. The cool waters enveloped us, setting up a barrier that the world could not penetrate. My tongue ranged over her tingling flesh, starting at the firm tip of her nipple, then gliding over the slightly lighter colored flesh that surrounded her proud peak. Her flesh arose in goose-pimples, her breath became faster, and her fingers dug into my back. Beneath the water, I swished one hand across the distance that separated us, and placed it in the space between her thighs. She squirmed as it touched the outside of her panties, then shuddered as one finger seeked her cunt as it searched up the tight rim that guarded the privacy of her forbidden flesh.
I quickly pulled my hand up as I realized that the beach would not hold unlimited bliss. I put one arm over her shoulder and released her breast. I quickly pulled up her halter and led her back to the towel awaiting us. I did not feign embarrassment. We both knew that between us there was something even beyond passion imagined by thought.
As our wet flesh tingled at each other's touch, we again walked up the beach but now arm in arm. We went back to the towel and under the guise of drying each other's body, fondly delighted in each other's flesh. My fingers sparkled as they glided over her out-thrust breasts, and devined through the rough surface of a towel, the curves awaiting my impatient fingers. We dropped to the blanket, rejoicing in die soft sands that lay as the bed beneath us. Our arms reached out for each other, and as my fingers caressed her forehead she breathed in forgetful slumber.
It was later in the afternoon now and the beach was starting to empty of people as the sun went down and the air got cooler....but a fire was raging inside of me.
I wanted privacy somehow so I reached across Carla's lush form, caressing her bare midriff, and searched her little suitcase for a suitable covering. I elatedly found another blanket, then stretched it with quivering hands over our bodies. Carla seemed to be still asleep. She breathed lightly, her cute head with toussled hair peeped out over die blanket's edge.
My hands roamed beneath the blanket searching over her warm form. Slowly my fingers traced the line of the neck and followed the graceful contours that blended into the firm mounds held tightly in place by her bandeau. My hand slipped beneath her back and she stirred as my fingers clumsily tried to slip the clasp of her halter.
Her eyes opened wide as she whispered "Wait, I'll do it." Then, reaching her hands beneath her venus-like body, she made one lightning move and I felt the material of her halter slacken in my hand. I dropped the material to her side and my hand moved back, feeling her yielding flesh rising to meet my fingers. Her tipped breast magnetized my hand, and she pulled it towards her until her glorious breast was cupped in the palm of my hand. She breathed deeply as I squeezed her nipples and her limbs moved closer toward my prick, now pushing out of my trunks.
Sighs escaped from her lips as my fingers fastened around her hardening nipple. I could feel the warm, resilient flesh of her majestic breast beneath my hand as I tried to blend my flesh to hers. Suddenly, I moved my hand away and slid it past her deep-pitted naval. I thrust it deep beneath the upper portion of her tight pants. My fingers travelled quickly over the rounded curves of her belly. Then an electric shock coursed through both our bodies as my fingers contacted the hair just above the junction of her thighs. I stretched out my hand, palm down and as we lay side-by-side on our backs, my middle finger slid down her cunt, passed over the firm bone that would feel my body and tingled as it reached firm lips already wet with love-juice. My finger parted her luscious lips, slipped over her wet flesh that was warm and glowingly receptive to the ecstacies that coursed through her body.
She wiggled beneath the blanket when my finger lingered over her swollen clitoris, then jumped shortly as I plunged my finger and curled its tip so that is seemed to spurt upwards into her widening hole. I moved my finger in a circular motion lingering at the portal of her desire and for a few minutes, kept the motion up until she broke away saying, "Let's stop for a while, your poor finger must be getting tired."
Actually it was, for our position was extremely straining.
I said, "It's getting late. Why not have a bite to eat?"
"Wonderful idea," she replied. "I'm famished."
I could feel her more beneath the blankets as she imprisoned her abundant breasts in her halter. Then she pushed the blanket away from our bodies, stood up and took a skirt and blouse from her suitcase. She dressed quickly with maddening gestures as seductively as if she were slowly stripping before my eyes.
She waited on the boardwalk for me while I dressed in a rented locker. In a few minutes, we were walking along the boardwalk wrapped in the balmy breezes floating in from the ocean. Heat arose from our rubbing bodies....heat stirred by our rising passions and struck into a flame by the glowing rays of the sun during the afternoon. We ate quickly at a hot-dog stand and then progressed along the boardwalk, holding each other's body tightly. We said nothing, yet said everything during that silent, short walk. Suddenly we were at the end of the boardwalk and we knew that it was the beginning for us.
"Let's go down the steps," I said, and I guided her lovely form down onto the awaiting sands. It was dark now but the waves glistened from the silvery fingers of the moon. Overhead the stars formed a canopy for our love-bed. We walked through the soft sands and I could feel her tremble with each step, waiting for the moment when we would stop.
We found a mound of sand isolated from prying eyes. Carla sank to the sand and lifted her arms to pull me down to her quivering body. Her eyes shone in the moonlight, her hair was spread over the caressing sands. I could see the shadows on the sands, formed by the pressure of her soft form. I sunk to my knees between her legs that opened wide to recieve me. We whispered as my fingers searched through her hair and softly caressed behind her ear and slipped to the nape of her neck. Meanwhile, my other hand was roaming over the swell of her breast outside her blouse. I blew into her ear saying:
"Would you like a moonlight swim?" She didn't answer but, without getting up, slipped down her skirt and pulled her blouse over her head.
"Oh, not like that," I urged, "With all our clothes off!" I thought I saw color come to her cheeks but I knew that the darkness must have fooled me.
"Alright," she said quietly, but as she reached to undo her halter, I gripped her hands behind her back and plunged my tongue through her wide lips. She gasped, not knowing exactly what to do with a tongue searching the roof of her mouth. Then, as passion grasped her being, she forced my tongue back into my mouth with hers and furiously began tickling my lips. Qitifkly, I imprisoned her tongue between my lips, and sucked its tip deep within me. Per body jumped into die air and I could feel her cunt through her bathing suit, this time my fingers found the clasp at her back and her breasts were free as they pushed against my chest As our lips were blended together I moved my hands over the soft curves of her waist and forced down the second half of her suit. Her legs slid together, silently helping me as I moved my hands over her soft limbs and looked up to find her glorious in her nakedness. Quickly, I tossed her panties aside and undressed furiously. She stared wide-eyed at my moon-drenched body, gazing in fascination at my erect penis.
As though hypnotized, she spread her legs and thrust her breasts into the air. Immediately, I plunged my body between her legs, but as she moved her cunt to meet me, I curled my tongue around her hard, palpitating nipple.
Joy surged through me as my tongue dashed over the cone that tipped her breast. She wriggled beneath me as my tongue traced the outlines of her full breast, lingered underneath the soft rise of her alabaster mound, then continued its passage down die soft channel, starting where her breasts pressed together and ending at her untouched naval.
My tongue worked in a circular, darting motion over her indented waist, quickly glided over her slight forest until her wet lips were in my mouth and my tongue was darting into her swollen cunt Her frame stretched to rigidity but I continued as my tongue tickled the lips of her cunt, ocassionally darting slightly between her moist lips but spreading itself die rest of the time between her widening lips. It searched out her tiny clitoris, a mere suggestion of flesh, then it teased her tiny love-button until she mouthed sighs of delight. Guided by my tongue, I pressed my mouth forward until my teeth surrounded her clitoris. My hands reached up and I cupped the full curves of her breasts in my palms as my teeth gripped her clitoris and attempted to pull from her deep sensations starting at her toes.
Meanwhile, within the barrier set up by my encircling teeth, my tongue incessantly tickled her glowing flesh and pressed between her protruding lips, drenched in the moistness that dripped from her glowing cunt.
While my head was buried between her legs, I could feel her fingers as they groped down my back. Shivers ran across my shoulders at her touch, then continued down my spine until my balls went hard and my prick shook spasmodically. I was dying to push my swollen prick into her soft, warm cunt, but I knew that Carla could delight me for the long months ahead if this one occasion could delight her.
As I sucked her growing clitoris into my mouth, she thrust her gracefully formed belly into the air in a spasm of enjoyment. Immediately, I gripped her more tightly, pressing her clitoris downward with my teeth as my tongue gripped beneath and my mouth pulled outward.
Her legs arose with the sensation. I could feel her nipples strain beneath me to spew out the cream of her life. Suddenly she screeched, tightened her legs and almost choked me as her limbs wrapped themselves around my neck, vainly trying to pull me within her moist cunt as my tongue wildly tingled against her flesh. Her violent motions drove me to a frenzy. My tongue slipped down the moist slit between her legs and I squeezed her nipples madly as I tried to press my head between her tightening legs. I nipped her clitoris with my teeth until her body leaped rigidly into the air and she cried out with the anguish of the sensation.
With one final lunge my tongue flashed between her full lips of her "cunt and her body came down on my forehead as she cried out:
"Oh ... oh ... oh, oh, ohohohohoh...." then lapsed into a semi-coma as her flesh quivered excitedly from the intense force that had surged through her body.
I drew my mouth away from her cunt, kissing the inside of her thighs and feeling the fullness of her flesh within my lips. Her taste was still within my mouth, a taste that I knew would never leave me. I looked up and saw her round, awe-inspiring breasts as they sucked the moonlight from the azure sky. The lines of her thighs moved upward, then disappeared in mysterious darkness, sparkling occasionally as moonlight illuminated droplets of love-juice as it oozed down the moist haven awaiting my prick.
She stirred, returning from die heights of rapture. Her legs slowly opened wide as she said: "Come to me."
She said it simply, her words unadorned by action destroying her surrender. My prick was throbbing as I slid it between her glistening thighs. I though I could feel die heat emanating from her moist cunt. The head of my prick forced against her belly. Then it slid down the length of her cunt and hesitated a moment before penetrating into the privacy of her body. I felt intense pain and pleasure mingled as I dug my elbows and knees into the sand between her legs. Swaying for a moment between her outstretched limbs, I rubbed the head of my prick over her warm flesh, savoring the darting sensations that shot over my ass and spread down my limbs until they reached my toes. Then gripping tightly, I started to thrust forth boldly....until my suspicions were verified as the head of my prick became gripped in a cone-like depression, became lost in the power of a vestal virgin.
The sands became a pagan altar, as the glittering stars replaced burning torches, and the azure blue of the sky dominated over the golden ceiling of a by-gone Temple of Athena. ... The sacrifice lay before my body, glistening as a handmaiden rubbed with precious ods. ... The salt air was tangy, pushing away the mists of centuries old musky perfumes....The moon over-awed the ancient fire burning at the sacrificial altar....and the calming whisper of waves caressing the beach drowned the booming noises of the sacrificial gong struck by a giant Eunuch.
The head of my prick pushed forward against a yielding barrier....a barrier that was not an impenetrable wall but rather a closed door that would be opened at will.
It became opened at will as Carla suddenly threw her legs out wide and pushed her body jerkily into the auto meet my column of flesh. I sensed a grating, jarring sensation beyond description, and then Carla, drunk with power, forced her body outwards as if she were trying to penetrate me while her hands pressed against my buttocks, squeezing my balls into her small opening.
I spun on a pinnacle of sensation. Our hair rubbed violently together as she squirmed with die practice possessed only by the uninitiated. Her breathing was spasmodic as my actions became violent and I whipped my prick in and out of its tight but widening sheath. I felt the head of my prick grow big within her and my hands reached for the soft cheeks of her ass which were escaping my fingers as they wiggled crazily in the sand.
I felt that my flesh would be torn from my body as she pulled madly; and then as the animal sense led her, thrust forward jerkily to capture my flesh. Her fingers were clawing in wild abandon as I pushed to meet her thrusting hips. Her tightness was beyond the limitless boundaries of the imagination in its delight. I didn't want to move my body for fear it no longer existed....I had become only the enlarged column of flesh sunk deep within the moist interior of this writhing body thrusting its breasts into the air as a sacrifice to the maddening moon.
The flesh of my prick screamed with feeling as its covering gripped tightly by the muscles of Carla's cunt, slid madly over throbbing flesh. As this skin moved violently backward and forward it teased the tip of my prick, awakening a sleeping force that rested between my thighs. My balls tingled as they gripped the sleeping force and ejected it through my flesh. I could feel the overpowering sensation as it spiralled up my hard prick, lingered over the Up and, then, as I pushed my body as far as it would go within Carla's responsive flesh, seeked release as it spurted into her depths.
My cream gushed out deep within her belly until I thought I would shake loose from my limbs. As one last spurt tore screams of anguish from my throat, I gripped a full nipple in my mouth until I slumped over a curvaceous body with the exhaustion that releases flesh from aging time.
This then is the story of Carla. Our love affair had been replenished over the timeless weeks until we had searched out die very depths of each other's feelings. Nights in the soft folds of cool sheets as rain pelted against the window.....
Mornings illuminated by the first streaks of sunlight as they awakened newer, deeper passions in our straining bodies ... and, afternoons, sleepy and lethargic, that served as the background for lingering caresses that never left the surface of tingling flesh....
This was Carla.....and here she stood, her breasts awaiting my grasp, her eyes flashing and her silk-encased legs tapping dainty toes against the sidewalk while she waited for my explanation. I only hoped that my explanation would not be too weak....and if it wasn't, I hoped that I wouldn't be too weak for the indescribably delicious pleasures that would follow.
CHAPTER FIVE
"You!" she re-exclaimed, tapping her high-heeled ankle nervously against the sidewalk, "You dummy, can't you speak. I'll ask you again. Where have you been these past two days?"
Her hands were on her hips and her legs were spread in a wide stance, imprisoned by a short, tight skirt that revealed her flowing curves. I thought fast Tired from my bout with Grace and Hilda I may have been, but I was no fool. After all, there was a tomorrow.
"Darling," I stammered, "Please help me. I'm sorry but I can't ... I can't...." Then, theatrically, I widened my eyes and sagged in half-posed exhaustion into her partly opened arms. She gasped, gripped me, and as my eyes closed in an attitude of unconsciousness, I felt her arms come around me protectively, almost motherly in their tenderness. I cocked one eye half open, saw her distraught facial expression as she shrieked, "Cab....Cab!"
I relaxed. I had time to think up a story she'd believe.
Before long, we were in Carla's apartment With the help of the cabbie, she had dragged me onto the studio couch. She let him out and closed the door on his pleas for a date on some future night.
She came back to the couch, and I felt her soothing caresses as she undressed me slowly, her hands lingering between my legs and yet hesitant, as if she were trying to decide whether she should forgive me or not, regardless of my story.
Recognizing her indecision, I stammered feverishly, "Darling, they jumped me, my buddies, they knew where...." then slumped off again into feigned unconsciousness.
Her cool hands came over my lips as she said, "Not now, dear. Talk in the morning, there's plenty of time, Sh....Sh....Sh...."
She flicked out the parlor light, then moved into the bedroom but left the door opened. In the darkness, I opened my eyes and stared into the blaze of light at the end of the living room. Carla was outlined by die doorway as she stood in front of a vanity table, rubbing her fingers through her hair and then reached behind her to unfasten her dress. Her fingers gripped the zipper resting at the base of her spine and pulled it up her back; then, gripping the hem of her sheer black dress, she lifted it above her head, revealing her round ass surmounting firm limbs encased in shimmering black silk. She stretched her arms for a moment, delighting in her freedom; then, half-turning, she freed her breasts from her encircling brassiere. In self-indulgence, she cupped her breasts in her hands and I imagined her nipples hardening to a cone-like hardness. Then she unfastened her garters and rolled her sheer black stockings down her long, glorious legs. Finally, removing her lace-trimmed panties and girdle, she stood naked, her nude body gleaming in the light as it blazed through the door. Mental images raced through my head as our bodies entwined, until I realized that my prick was not erect, that my excesses of the last forty-eight hours had drained my desires. I knew that my energy was untouched-and so tomorrow!
I closed my eyes as she turned off die light, and disappeared off toward one side of the portal. Then she slid into bed.
Sunlight streamed across my face as I awakened completely refreshed. I tossed back the covers and tiptoed silently into Carla's bedroom. Gently, I gripped the top of her coverlet and pulled it down the length of the bed. My eyes rejoiced at the sight of her unclothed body. I experienced untold joy as my eyes caressed her rising breasts, her indented naval, and the mound of luxuriant hair that lay between her widespread legs.
Slowly I lowered myself to the bed. My tongue curled beneath her ear lobe and gently coursed along the smooth flesh of her neck. She lay quietly, breathing sonorously as the tip of my tongue disappeared between the valley separating her proud rosy-tipped mounds, then circled her glowing nipples. Not wishing to awaken her, I continued the gentle action of my tongue and teasingly moved it down her round belly to the soft hair below her symetrical hips.
As die tip of my tongue reached the lips of her cunt it caressed her warm flesh with a slow up and down motion. Gently I separated the thighs to get my head more deeply between them. For a moment I ravished her warm pink flesh with my eyes. I could feel my awakened prick pulse between my legs as I reached up, lightly cupping her peaked breasts in my hands, and plunged my head deeply between her thighs and searched out the depths of her widening cunt with my tongue.
She squirmed lightly in her sleep and moaned as she experienced an ecstatic dream stimulated by my demanding tongue. Her lips began to drip in my mouth as her love-juice flowed from my tongue's teasing action. I opened my mouth wide and sucked her full cunt deep with my lips. I could feel her clitoris grow as her muscles tightened and sensation pumped her blood madly through the warm flesh in my mouth. She didn't awaken but wiggled quietly to meet the pressure of my tongue. Unconsciously, wrapped in the aphrodisiacal midst of a satisfying dream, she moved beneath my tongue to direct its questing tip to the most sensitive spots of her glowing flesh.
Gently I sucked her clitoris in my mouth and circulated it between my teeth. I gulped her love-juice as it flowed in a never-ending stream and delighted in the knowledge that my tongue was creating indescribable pleasure in her sleeping body.
Her moans became more languorous and deepened into sighs as my tongue plunged deep within her opening cunt, and tickled the rim of the soft hole.
Slowly her body kept time with its movements as she slid her cunt reflexively backwards and forwards to heighten her sensations. My tongue swished in and out of her softening flesh. The soft moist noises emanating from her cunt gripped, then released my tongue as it sent shivers of delight through her body. For a few moments I withdrew my tongue and slid it across her cunt, feeling her soft hair in my mouth and sensing the throbbing of her flesh. I moved my head up and down her resplendent thighs, sending new sensations up her limbs as my tongue found new points of desire. Then with a slow straight movement, my tongue darted up and inside of her thigh and spread the moist lips of her cunt as it moved unans-weringly up and down her legs.
Meanwhile her body began revolving and I could feel her clitoris gyrating between my teeth. I could hear the rustling noise created by the action of her pert ass digging deeper into the soft sheet and whirling within the depression in the mattress. Her nipples hardened beneath my grasping fingers and her delightful mounds became firm but yielding to the pressure of my cupped palms.
Slowly, I could feel her clitoris become more rigid in my mouth, and pulse slightly as a whispering sensation began growing into a crescendo. Quickly, I released her breasts from between my fingers, moved back my head so that she would feel no pressure but the gripping of my lips as I kept sucking her throbbing clitoris and pulled it backwards and forwards.
Connected to my body only by the jutting flesh of her clitoris, Carla began revolving madly until I had to suck her deeper into my mouth to maintain my grasp on her tingling flesh. Suddenly, her body jumped in a spasmodic action. Her fingers gripped the sheet beneath her and dug into the mattress, and her limbs opened wide as her cunt jerked beneath my lips in a pumping action. Faster now, I sucked upon her flesh madly feeling the sensations darting through her body and across the bridge of feeling that was her clitoris held fast between my teeth.
Her thighs quivered in unmentionable delight as electrifying pulsations raced through her thighs to her toes.
With one more violent upwards motion, she thrust her belly into the air, then sunk backwards to the mattress, her muscles relaxing as she drew her legs together to contain the warm, soothing, yet still tingling sensation enveloping her cunt.
In a few moments her eyes opened and she whispered, "Thank you, dearest, it was lovely. How did you know that I've always wanted to feel like that in my sleep?"
"Purely by accident, Darling," I replied. "I just wanted to ravish your sleeping form." I moved up the bed to her side and her fingers encircled my pulsing prick. Gently she rubbed the foreskin back and forth over the head of my prick. It grew within her grasp and threatened to eject the cream building up within my balls. Desiring to lengthen my sensations I said:
"Not now, darling, after breakfast. Alright?"
"Of course, dear," she replied, then leaped out of bed wriggling her rounded ass and bouncing her unfettered breasts as she flitted across the room. She put on a black negligee fitted tightly to encompass her abundant curves. The tips of her breasts showed through the thin material and her flesh jiggled enticingly as she walked out to the little kitchenette.
During breakfast, she made no mention of the explanation for my absence that she'd demanded the previous evening. Her eyes twinkled as she secretly recalled how she came so pleasantly earlier in the morning. Realizing however, that Carla would later think again of my absense, I trumped up a story of large winnings in a crap game followed by a sapping in a side alley by the losers who forcefully separated me from my winnings. I explained that I'd roamed the streets in a daze until she found me. She accepted the story.
Leaning across the breakfast table so that I could see the deep cleft that separated her breasts, she gripped my face between her fingers and said, "You're forgiven dear, but don't let it happen again. I nearly died from wanting your body between my thighs.
And your wonderful tongue...." Her voice waned as I reached beneath the small table, parted the silken material of her negligee and rubbed my fingers up her soft thighs. She opened her legs a bit as passion began to return to her glowing flesh. She got up from her chair, dropped her negligee to the floor, and came around to my side of the table. She put her hands on her hips, spread her legs and waited for the touch of my fingers as they roamed up her thighs.
I moved out of my chair, stood up and gently drew her to me. I could feel her breasts pushing against my flesh, and the hair of her cunt scratching against my erect prick. I placed my hands on the cheeks of her ass and pushed her full against my body. She met my action by revolving her torso, crushing her mouth with her darting tongue.
Suddenly she broke away, knelt at my feet and wrapped her full lips around the head of my prick. Her head moved up and down jerkily as I spread my legs to intensify the sensations as she sucked at my cock. She pulled down on my prick so that it stuck out away from my body.
Meanwhile her lips were travelling madly over my flesh, dragging my foreskin backwards and forwards as my prick pulsed within the warmth of her caressing mouth. I could feel myself coming when I quickly drew her lips away from my prick.
I sat down in the chair and spread my legs. Immediately she straddled my thighs. I felt the warmth of her cunt as she settled on my prick which sunk upwards and buried itself in her flesh. I leaned back in the chair as she moved up and down. Droplets of her love-juice oozed down my thighs. I gripped one of her jutting nipples in my mouth and began sucking furiously as passion welled up within me. Her body swayed, tightly gripping my prick between her legs as she slipped up and down my shaft.
She hesitated a moment after a swift upwards motion had placed the lips of her cunt cirectly over the head of my prick. Gently she teased my tingling flesh until I gripped her shoulders and pushed her roughly down on my throbbing prick. It swelled inside of her, filling her cavity of desire and pushing against her belly as it surged upwards within her tight cunt.
I revolved in my seat, gripped her nipples more tightly between my teeth, and grasped the cheeks of her ass between selfish fingers the dug into her flesh. She pushed my head tighter against her breast, ran her fingers through my hand and began breathing heavily as our bodies revolved in mutual rhythm.
Her actions became more violent and I felt sensation spiralling up from my balls. It coursed through my body and I began quivering in anticipation. Suddenly the gates of my passion opened wide and I was coming ferociously. My cream spurted into her cunt with devastating force and overflowed down my shaft as it started to drip out of her cunt and slide down her thighs. She moaned and writhed in anguish as her climax started to burn within her cunt I thought I would never stop coming as she rotated violently and alternated her circling movement with a hard, jerking motion that threatened to pull my prick from my body.
Her legs widened and her cunt began to throb, milking my prick which remained rigid because of the intense pleasure. As my prick kept gushing within her body, Carla experienced the rising splendor of teasing sensations rushing through her flesh. The lips of her cunt quivered and gripped me more tightly as her orgasm passed and we continued our spine tingling gyrations.
I thrust harder now, and her body jerked upwards with every push of my prick. She pushed her lips against my ear and as she tickled my lobe with her tongue, she whispered:
"Come, let's go into the bedroom."
We got up from the chair without another word and as we walked into the bedroom, I kept my fingers between her thighs, not wishing to break the contact of flesh now firmly established.
She climbed onto the bed and kept her back to me. Her ass was thrust into the air as she bent down on her hands and knees at the bed's edge. Immediately, I understood. Standing close to the bed I placed my hands over her hips and guided my prick between her thighs until it disappeared in the flesh beneath her ass.
I imagined her breasts swaying in the air as she wiggled from side to side on my rigid prick. She moaned as her love-juke began to flow. I pressed harder with my hands against her hips as I thrust forcefully in and out of her demanding cunt Her ass darted upwards to meet each thrust.
Then, as I stopped my motion, she moved her body so mat my prick began slipping in and out of its sheath with no action from me. The sensations were delicious as I stood there, feeling my flesh being pulled and then forced quickly backwards over my pulsing cock.
Suddenly, my frame was shaken by violent trembling which was infectious as Carla became more swift with her actions. Her ass wiggled madly as she sucked my prick with her cunt in a growing frenzy. I cried out as cream again gushed into her slit from my throbbing flesh. She shrieked as she came again furiously, trying to swallow me with her cunt, she pushed backwards grating her ass against die hair on my belly.
Dripping, she pulled away from me and we relaxed on die bed side-by-side. I caressed her glowing cunt with my limp prick and sucked gently on her red nipple. Suddenly she got up and went into die bathroom. In a few minutes she returned and I realized that she had douched so that I could place my lips between her legs and maintain die sensations that she was so reluctant to give up.
Wordlessly, she lay back in the bed. Immediately I got above her with my head pointed toward her belly. My tongue tickled her navel. I felt her hands grip the cheeks of my ass and pull them down furiously 'til her lips gripped tightly around my limp prick.
Mentally I felt a passion that had not yet travelled down to my loins. I bent my head down between Carla's out-thrust legs.
Her knees in the air formed a barrier which locked out all sensations, but that burning flame consuming her cunt as my tongue slid up and down her lips. The feeling became contagious as my prick started to swell between her thirsting lips. I felt her nipples against my belly as she forced her chest up into the air. Her cunt became a furnace of desire and she rotated it madly. My tongue became more furious in its motions.
She lifted her body to get my tongue more deeply into her swollen cunt. I forced my ass downwards to meet her gripping lips that framed her tongue as she sucked at the now rigid flesh of my prick. I revolved my ass which sent her passion spiralling to dizzy heights. She tried to swallow my shaft, sucking its flesh into the back of her mouth and ravishing its tip with her tongue.
Meanwhile my tongue was travelling insanely over her wet slit now moving in a bucking motion so that its lips parted widely and surrounded my tongue, grippingly with each violent upward thrust Her hips rocked in mad abandon while her hair circled madly beneath my chin and periodically the sharp points of her swollen nipples dug into my belly sending shivers of ecstasy over my skin.
Her legs squeezed together and my head became imprisoned between her smooth thighs. Her cunt began pulsing in spasms beneath my searching tongue, now a finger of flame penetrating her soft flesh giving way before its quivering tip. Suddenly her teeth gripped tightly on the head of my prick while her lips pumped my foreskin in a quickened action and I could feel her belly move higher against my chest as her orgasm began arising from die depths of her loins. I sunk my prick deeper into her mouth, dug my fingers underneath the cheeks of her full ass, and lifted her cunt more deeply into my mouth.
Furiously I sucked her clitoris between my teeth and drained her body of the glorious sensation flowing through her cunt as she came in lightning spasms. Her lips became demanding over the head of my prick and we became welded into one burning flame as we were coming together. My cream spurted into her warm mouth in hot jets and she gulped it greedily sucking its last drops from my pulsing flesh. Her quivering became more intense beneath my lips when suddenly her violent actions subsided and she sighed deeply, releasing my dripping prick from her lips and stretching out her limbs as her passion was spent.
I couldn't move. I lay quietly; my head between her thighs as I breathed with deep exhaustive gasps. I could feel the length of her sultry body beneath me, her round breasts rising and falling below my belly, her hippies now soft and yielding. Her fingers roamed quietly over the indentation between die cheeks of my ass. In a few moments our breathing blended in relaxing slumber.
When I awakened, I was lying alone. Enticing aromas of cooking food wafted in from the kitchenette. I moved through the doorway of the bedroom, and tired as I was, gasped at the sight before my eyes. Carla had dressed alluringly still desiring more loving and realizing that my senses would now have to be teased into wakefulness. Her upper body was clothed in a tight clinging sweater, that molded her breasts and drew attention to her pointed nipples that protruded through the taut material. Her hips were sculptured in a clinging short skirt that ended three or four inches above her dimpled knees. She was bending over the small stove so that the hem of her short skirt was lifted high by her round ass, revealing the gleaming white flesh of her thigh that ended above the rolled tops of sheer black stockings.
Her graceful limbs were made more entrancing by the black seams of her stockings that ran down the backs of her legs to slim ankles and trim feet, contained in pert high heeled shiny black shoes. I was surprised that passion still existed in me as my eyes absorbed her figure.
Without talking, I walked into the bathroom and searched through the medicine cabinet I realized that my mental passion would have to be augmented by some stimulant if my physical passion were to be aroused and so-I gulped down a few Vitamin tablets from a labelled bottle promising renewed vigor.
By the time I went back to the living room, the table was set and two delicious steaks gleamed from spotless plates, awaiting to be consumed by our ravenous hunger. We ate quickly talking about nonsensical things that served as a back-drop for the orgyistic thoughts really in our minds. After dinner, Carla dragged out a bottle of brandy and I knew that my stimulation would be completely successful. We sipped the fiery liquid, then took our drinks over to the studio couch.
I could feel the warmth of her body as she sat next to me. She put her drink down on the cocktail table and murmured:
"Lie down, please-stretch out on the couch," she said. Her eyes were aflame with a nymphomanical gleam. I stretched out my nude body and as she knelt on the floor before me, I could see the white expanse of flesh that flashed above her rolled stocking top. Her breasts shook under their taut covering as she bent over my body and began caressing my skin with her tongue. Slowly I could feel my prick arise. For a moment she sat back on her haunches and gazed raptly at my stiffening organ. Then she took its firm flesh between her fingers, and bent over and began kissing the flesh around my balls. I felt flashes shoot through my body as her tongue his tender spots between my thighs.
I reached over and grasped her bended knee. Slowly I moved my fingers up over smooth silk past her stocking tops, then caressed her warm thighs until my fingers brushed the hair between her legs. Gently I pushed my middle finger straight up and impaled her on it as it pushed past the lips of her cunt and buried itself in her depths.
She immediately got up and straddled my body on the couch with her back towards me. I marvelled at her thighs out-spread over my body. Then I lifted her short skirt and caressed her smooth ass, watching her as she slipped up and down over my firm root.
Each time she came down hard and wiggled as she absorbed the fullness of my prick. For a while she sat down firmly and rocked her body backwards and forwards, then from side to side until her lips sucked my prick firmly between her legs and we became locked together in the tightness of the embrace.
I reached down and grasped her ankles, that were facing up toward my head. As I held on tightly, Carla realized that she was being secured fast to the couch. Immediately she began pumping up and down on my prick in fast, sliding motions and she mouthed sighs of ecstasy as her backwards position forced my already deeply imbedded prick much further inside of her. Each time she came down upon me I thrust upwards to meet her straining flesh.
Later as she continued her up and down motion, I began revolving my ass so that her cunt became full with my prick as it roamed within her dark, moist cavity.
She came suddenly without warning and I could see that her orgasms were reaching their peak. She passed quickly from one short sensation to another, and bending down and gripping my ankles, began pushing more fur-isouly upon my swollen prick as it shot in and out of her warm, tight cunt Her fast motion sucked my foreskin swiftly back and forth on my prick.
Lying stretched out on my back as she pumped over me, I could feel a slow maddening sensation as it drained out of my toes, ranged up over my thighs and pulled at my balls.
I screamed in torture as I came in a burst of feeling. She pumped faster on my cock and I shot a hot stream up into her body as my prick swelled up within her cunt and choked her with its size. Then in one final gush it shot forth an agonizing stream that seared my prick as it spurted out. Whimpering, Carla squirmed on my prick, then slumped in exhaustion as her spasmodic Orgasms dwindled.
Later, she sat up on the edge of the couch and thrust out her breasts in a satisfied pose. She ran her fingers quickly through her hair as she said:
'You were wonderful, dear. I haven't felt so grand in weeks. Why didn't you come and see me more often?"
She lit a cigarette and placed it between my lips as I explained how busy I was on my new job.
We talked for awhile when suddenly glancing at the clock she exclaimed:
"Oh, you'll have to dress and leave now."
"Why?" I asked in tired tones. "I don't have to return to my job 'til tomorrow morning."
"Maybe you don't have to return now," she answered, "but unfortunately, my husband is returning home in about a half an hour."
"What?" I yelled as I sat up, "What husband?"
"Oh, I was married a few weeks ago when I got awfully lonesome. But he's such an awful lover, and...."
I interrupted her as I jumped from the couch and dressed hurriedly. As I was walking toward the door she said:
"Come back the weekend after next Hell be gone again then."
She kissed me goodbye at the doorway and I assured her that I would return. But as the door closed I thought to myself how I haled the idea of being shot by a furious spouse and I murmured to myself softly:
"Goodbye, Carla."
CHAPTER SIX
For a whole week I just moped around, discouraged as well as disgruntled. I'd been feeling sorry for myself after Carla had informed me that she was married. It seemed hard to believe that my favorite mistress was now an ever loving spouse and occasionally I was tempted to reconsider my decision to see no more of her. Then I thought of an irate husband and decided that Carla was not the most desirable woman in the world for a number of reasons. I walked the streets alone, barely glancing at flashing limbs and round asses that swished in front of me. Occasionally on the subway to and from work I was pressed up against a resilient female body, but desire seemed to have left me....at least for a few days.
One day I was sitting in the small apartment that I facetiously called my Bachelor's Quarters. The ringing of the phone interrupted my concentration on a particularly dull book in which the heroine was being chased around innumerable beds. It turned out to be a friend of mine named Matt who said that he planned on a little party and would I like to drop by for a drink?
I wasn't particularly thirsty but I did want to talk to someone, so in a little while I was comfortably seated in Matt's apartment sipping a very good drink. Matt had one very nice characteristic-a lot of money. I knew him in the service and I'd managed to spend my share of his inheritance. I hadn't seen Matt in quite a few months, however, and so I was curious as to his call. He must've sensed what I was thinking....
"Look, pal," he said. He always called me pal. He was probably so drunk most of the time, he couldn't remember anybody's name.
"Look, I need a little bit of help. The other night I tied one on ... heh ... heh ... heh....and I made a date for tonight with the most ravishing dame you ever saw."
"Well, what's the trouble?" I interrupted.
"Well," he continued, "you know me. I got a little drunker and later I made another date with a chorus girl that looked twice as gorgeous. Now here's how you can help me. I want both these gals for future reference. So I need you to make each of the girls think that you're dating the other, get it?" I did and it promised to be extremely interesting although it might also prove a little tiresome as I visioned myself hopping from one to the other so that each of them would think that she was Matt's date and that the other one was with me. The probabilities of the situation appalled me.
In a little while, the door buzzer sounded and Matt ushered in an apparition of loveliness. Somehow she didn't seem quite real as she stepped across his richly carpeted living room. Matt introduced us and said:
"Lois, you and Bob sit over there comfortably while I make us a drink."
After he left the room, I took my cue and turned my eyes on her well-upholstered figure.
"Matt wants to do the town tonight," I explained, "but he wants someone around to hold him up after he's drunk the bars dry. I'm elected. My companion will be along any minute and....."
I stopped talking as Matt returned with a shaker full of martinis and I saw that my conversation was boring the beautiful Lois. So I took a few moments to savor my drink and examine this enticing creature whose fascinating beauty thrust itself upon me. She was a body. I didn't think of her as a person, only a form to delight my touch, only a form to awaken my desire and captivate my fingers as they roamed over her luxurious curves.
Matt sat down next to her, and as he moved closer, she raised her glass in a silent toast, causing the shoulder strap of her tight clinging evening gown to drop and reveal the rising curve between her arm and breast My eyes travelled over her smooth flesh, drinking in each indentation and each swelling curve until I felt my prick rising between my legs.
Unembarassed yet almost mannerless, I stared at Lois for seconds that seemed like days. Her body was draped in a tight-clinging gown that glimmered from the irridescent threads with which it had been woven. The nipples of her breasts pushed through the shimmering material, jutting out farther with each deep breath. Her limbs flowed from sublime hips and where her dress ended a few inches above her ankles, I could see glimmering silk that encased her wondrous legs. As she talked to Matt she shrugged her shoulders and her breasts wiggled under the clinging material. I started to join the conversation when the doorbell rang again. This time I moved across the room and opened the door.
"Hello," she said with a broad smile, "Matt sent me."
Seeing that she had a sense of humor, I waved her in graciously and said, "I'm the genie in Matt's bottle. Won't you have a seat?"
She swished by and I swooned in a sea of perfume that teased my nostrils. I followed her into the spacious room and Matt introduced us as he got up off the couch where he had been comfortably seated with his hands around Lois' flowing hips.
"Tipsy a little early in the evening!" he stammered.
"Janice, you're lovely tonight," then he introduced us. She was indeed lovely and I forgot the social amenities of introductions as I glanced quickly at her magnetic form. She was dressed simply in black-slight of form, with the faintest traces of sensuality. Compact, she was, pure rhythm in flesh. Her smooth alabaster neck curved down into dark shadows that concealed a ripe bosom with nipples protruding through the taut material. Her gown flowed to floor-length and as she stepped over to recieve Matt's hand, I could see a trim ankle that topped dainty black and silver shoes; mystery and attraction. It was difficult to decide where I would like to place my lips and my prick.
After another drink and useless words, we left the apartment; Matt staggering with his arms around both girls and I lagging behind them. I could see that both girls were confused and quizzical.
I hadn't talked much and now I was acting like a bashful swain. Their raised eyebrows showed that I was acting my part. Each of them thought that she only was Matt's escort while the other belonged to me. I was encouraged however by Janice's glance which seemed to say that maybe we're both sorry.
Like Matt's other nights, ours was a round of one night club after another. Playing the part, I stayed in the background all evening, saying nothing, allowing Matt to deliver his bright thoughts, and only occasionally asking the girls haltingly to dance.
Lois lay heavily on my arms, and I revelled as I felt her bull breasts against my chest during our few times together on the dance floor. She acted bored each time we glided over the smooth wood and I could see that she was interested only in the dollar signs that were obvious each time. Matt ordered champagne that went only too fast. But her interest quickened when the orchestra played a tango and our bodies blended together as we glided across the floor. Unconsciously, I lapsed my role, and as our limbs came closely together, I pressed my prick hard against the junction between her thighs. Almost imperceptibly she moved against the pressure and I closed up the distance between us as we both became lost in the rapturous strains of rhythm that suggested the forbidden delights of Parisian haunts and the overpowering emotions of Andalusian retreats. Both of us delighted in the physical and emotional splendor that surrounded our bodies in the ecstatic aura with the promise of future bliss.
Matt raised his eyebrows as we walked back to the table. Devilishly, I moved my hand up her waist until it squeezed the full contours of her breast, and as I saw him wince, I lowered my palm and glided it along the full firm lines of Lois' ass while she seated herself close to our host for the evening. She eyed me with a new opinion, but luckily Janice was busily engaged in talking to a non-conversant Matt. She did not notice the interplay. Later I again asked Janice to dance. Matt was reluctant to follow the beat, and we dipped our hips in unison to the slow sensual strokes of a Latin rhythm. Our knees met as we stood apart and appraised each other, her eyes held mine as we swayed with the slow, inviting strains of the moraccas and my hand tightened around her bare back, rejoicing in the flesh exposed to my touch. The rhumba expressed my feelings as I sensed my loins reaching towards Janice's as we avoided each other's thrusts to reach the elusive union.
Her face was enraptured and my hand slowly slid down the back of her soft dress until it reached the smooth contours of her ass that followed on around toward the sanctity that lay between her legs....Between her legs, I thought, the smooth channel now being rubbed by her thigh with the violent action of the dance; her flowing warmth, being congealed by the cold methodical step required by the dance. I moved closer to warm my senses, and her arm pulled me back toward her until I felt her stomach pushing into my body. Again her body said:
"Tonight ... Maybe we're both sorry." I thrusted to reassure her and her body clung to mine with the promise of intimacy. Reluctantly, we parted when the music ended and as I guided her back to die table, my fingers coursed quickly over her bare back. This time, Matt did not notice the action but Lois did and I saw a slight flare-up in her eyes that denoted the possessiveness in her nature which would not permit her to think a man would be interested in any other woman but her.
The remainder of the evening at the table was extremely pleasant for me. Now although each girl thought that I was the other's date, they were secretly and subtley vying for my attention because of the dancing interludes and their own female pride. Thus, slightly amused, I was moving my hands under the table, first feeling the strong firm, silk-clad thighs of Lois, then the soft, velvety flesh of Janice's adorable limbs. I realized that my leanings were more toward Janice when my under-the-table game became more serious. She was sitting closer to me than Lois who earlier in the evening had moved her chair nearer to Matt At one point I moved my hand on Janice's knee and felt her dress rustle beneath my fingers. My fingers found the slit in her dress, and they moved automatically along the warm, unblemished flesh of her thigh until they contacted silky hair. I was too astounded to take my fingers away! This adorable creature had nothing on under her dress. She squeezed her thighs together and held my hand fast between them. After a moment, she loosened her grip and said:
"Don't you think it would be more comfortable somewhere else?"
"Right you are!" replied Matt in a surprisingly sober voice. "Let's all go back to my apartment"
As we left the nightclub we had now paired off. Matt with Lois and I with Janice, but there didn't seem to be any complaints.
At the apartment, good old never-fail Matt dragged out some champagne that had been hidden away about twenty years. It had been quiet at first until we were halfway through the fourth bottle. Suddenly, Lois crawled to the top of the dinning table, knocked over a lamp and started to do a modern version of the Charleston. Her legs kicked high and I could see that none of these chorus girls believed in wearing panties. Matt sat on his haunches beneath the table yelling.
"Take it off!"
Suddenly Janice jumped up beside Lois and before Matt and I knew it we had a full-fledged chorus line. I joined Matt on the floor and looked up to see thrashing white limbs flying in the air above me. Suddenly Lois shrugged off the shoulder strap of her dress, and her buoyant breasts dangled in the air as she swayed from side to side. Immediately Janice also dropped her straps....but half-way and I began to breathe more deeply as her breasts struggled to escape from their confinement.
Lois, realizing that Janice had bested her by disrobing to tantalize rather than reveal, suddenly squirmed maddeningly until her glistening gown slithered down her legs. Quickly she stepped out of it and stood gloriously naked, her large breasts thrust into the air, clad only in a garter belt that held up her sheer stockings. For the first time, I noticed that the girl was blonde, really blonde. Janice kept on dancing to the phonograph music and Lois picked up the rhythm, slowly grinding in abandon to the beat. Slowly, Janice started to emulate Lois' undressed state. First she raised one shoulder and slid one strap below a ripe breast that jiggled as she kept time to the music. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Matt was running his hands up and down Janice's dress until my finger thrust into her moist cunt. She shuddered and as I withdrew my finger, she ran her hands down her deliriously beautiful body and literally peeled off her tight-clinging gown.
Almost in one grand finale gesture, the girls reached down, tossed their gowns across the room, spread their legs wide and, as the record music ended, thrust their abdomens forward in one wild beat that staggered our senses.
Pantingly Matt reached up and lifted Lois up into the air, and then losing balance, they both fell to the floor. I stared as Matt picked up Lois' glowing body and carried her into the bedroom. I could see his hand moving furiously over her swollen breast, while his other hand was down at her legs, searching for her dripping cunt I looked back to the table and saw that Janice was dazed from all the liquor she had consumed and was attempting to get down from the table. With one hand I reached between her legs and with the other hand I supported her back. I felt the moist warmth of her cunt, the softness of her ass, and the firmness of her back all in one action. She stood radiantly beautiful beside me; white flesh topping silvery shoes. I could feel her warm curves pressed against me as she whispered: "Let's watch them!"
Aghast, I turned but silenced my tongue when I noticed the bright glare in her eyes. As she turned toward the bedroom, I lifted my hand between her thighs. For a second she squeezed her legs together, then whispered in an almost sobbing voice:
"Please, later, later!"
The bedroom door was ajar but the occupants would not have known if it were thrown wide open. I could feel my prick jutting out of my pants as I saw their two naked bodies entwined in the tightest of embraces. Quickly, without thinking I raced back into the living room and undressed, only looking away from my task to watch the unconscious thrusting of Janice's beautifully rounded ass as she became lost in the violence of the spectacle she was watching.
I padded across die living room floor and moved my naked body next to Janice's as I tried to peer into the bedroom. She turned toward me, and I could feel my erect prick stabbing against her round belly. As I looked into the room I saw Matt and Lois thrashing wildly on the bed. Matt was between her legs, and her silk-clad limbs darted toward the ceiling each time he thrust his hard prick forward into her wet cunt. She shrieked and tightened the grip of her arms around his back when he pushed away from her, I could see that his arms were resting not outside of her body, but on her chest with fingers threshing around her hot, pointed nipples.
He moved one hand, lowered his head, and began sucking one of her swollen tits furiously as his body moved backwards and forwards in more spasmodic actions.
Suddenly, as he quickly dashed forward with one more violent thrust of his prick Janice, panting sporadically grabbed me by the balls, moved into the bedroom, and melted to the floor. She lay on her back, her legs spread wide, her cunt glistening in the light, wide open to receive my hard cock. I sunk to my knees and within a moment our sighs became blended with those coming from the bed.
Her legs wrapped themselves around my back and she pushed her cunt forward to surround itself around the head of my prick. I plowed forward and moved in a wild circular motion until I could almost feel her tissues being torn away from the inside lips of her twat. The love juice flowed in a torrential stream, and the muscles of her cunt vibrated as they tried to suck me into her frenzied body more fully. I reached up and gripped one breast with my hand. Then, squeezing her nipple tightly between my fingers, I pushed my prick forward harder in an action that made her body bolt into the air.
The hard surface of the floor beneath my knees made my actions even more violent, she groaned as I slipped my other hand under her ass and guided the movement of her cunt as it seeked to swallow my prick. As I slid faster and faster in and out of her moist pussy she moved tightly down on my expanding prick almost tearing it from its socket.
For a moment I withdrew, and while she lay gasping in little animal sighs, I teased the outer lips between her legs with the vibrating head of my cock. Up and down her slit I moved my hot flesh when with one sudden movement I again sunk myself deep within her to the hilt. Our hairs rubbed against each other in a blinding flash. Her legs tightened like a vise around my back and we rocked from side to side as we became one.
Suddenly she shrieked! "Oh, honey, oh, screw me hard....I'm coming, oh, I'm coming."
Her fingers clawed my back, her limbs tightened around my waist, and the muscles of her cunt sucked the head of my cock as. I pumped furiously to lose myself within her demanding body.
Then I could feel my flesh, gripped within her, expand to gargantuan proportions....she choked as I tried to force my balls into her wet pussy and our bodies became a mass of writhing flesh as my cream spurted up into her dark cavity.
We rocked and pushed and she became greedy in her desire to swallow my flesh between her legs. At the height of her spasm, the muscles inside her cunt vibrated and squeezed my flesh until they milked the last drop from my till erect rod. Her love-juice dripped onto the floor and she opened her legs with a sigh. She relaxed and I leaned back to enjoy the sight of this warm creature lying beneath me. Her eyes were limpid and her slight but well-rounded breasts heaved slowly as she gasped deliciously. I rubbed my hand between her legs and she wiggled slightly with the teasing intensity of the sensation.
"Well done, Bob!" I heard and I looked up shamefacedly to see Matt and Lois looking down on us from the bed with their feet dangling over the edge as if they were cooling their toes in the cool currents of air flowing along the floor.
"Pretty near as good a ride as Matt gave me," agreed Lois.
"Would you like to prove to me later that you could do better?"
Provocatively she cupped one abundant breast in her hand, opened her thighs suggestively to show her little blonde triangle and moistened her glistening lips with an impish tongue.
"I'd love nothing better," I replied.
"If Janice would have no objections," Matt said.
"Oh, don't worry about that. This is a party and we must enjoy ourselves. I'll take care of Janice."
With that he sunk to the floor and began caressing Janice's swollen breasts. She stirred and whispered.
"Oh, give me more, I'm alright now."
Matt replied, "Always ready to help out a lady."
With that he picked her up off the floor and carried her out of the room, saying over his shoulder, "For the rest of the night, let's have a little privacy, please."
I was surprised to see that Matt's rod was sticking right up in the air until Lois helped me onto the bed and said:
"That's my technique, Bob. I petrify them."
"Well," I replied, "you'll have to inject some of that enbalming fluid into me now. Just look at me." I felt very downcast, for there was Tommy lying very limp between my legs."
"I'll do better than that," she replied. "I'll exercise him back to life."
With that she leaned over, opened her moist mouth and sucked my cock deep within her teeth. I gave myself up to the overpowering sensations and delighted in her warm tongue that tingled around the head of my prick. She looked massive as she lay there over my body. Quickly captured by a rush of desire, I turned my body around, pushed my head between her legs and started to kiss her thighs.
She moved sharply and said, "Wait until I wash. I'll be right back."
I stretched out on the bed and within a moment she was back in the room.
She was panting lightly as she climbed over me and quickly, almost selfishly, gulped my prick into her mouth. Her buttocks were above me and I could see the entrancing seams of her stockings that ran down the back of her limbs on each side of me. I grabbed her by the ankles and her cunt came down to meet my mouth. I reached up and gripped her clitoris with my teeth.
I went mad with passion when I tasted her warm flesh and smelled the intoxicating aroma of a perfumed cunt. I ground my teeth and her body jumped as I tried to suck the flowing lips of her cunt into my mouth. My fingers roamed up her thighs, past the silk to smooth gyrating flesh and our bodies writhed in abandon as I pressed my mouth more tightly between her legs.
She began sucking furiously on my prick, now fully extended. I licked my tongue up and down between her thighs, seeking out her most intimate sources of delight.
Then with one furious lunge my tongue pushed through the enfolding lips of her cunt and sunk into wet yielding flesh as it became gripped in the power of her hidden depths.
As my tongue sunk deeper into her cunt, she swallowed my cock further into her mouth until her lips were pressing into my hair. My tongue slipped in and out of her warm cavity that was filled to overflowing with her love-juice. She darted her massive ass from side to side to heighten the intense feelings surging through her body.
I pressed my tongue hard between her thighs. Then, reaching up, I grabbed her swinging breasts and pulled down tightly on her rock-like nipples. I gyrated my tongue and she moved her body backwards and forwards so that my tongue glided over the most sensitive spots on her flesh. Again I gripped her clitoris in my mouth only to find that it was hard in my mouth waiting to spill forth die most tingling of sensations. I sucked upon it furiously, pulling it away from her flesh and as I tried to swallow this distended prick between my teeth, her body jerked and her lips gripped my prick tighter as she tried to gulp my flesh. Suddenly her mouth left my flesh. Her head stretched out between my legs, and her ass wriggled spasmodically as her orgasm began holding sway.
She clawed at my thighs and I gulped more furiously as she tried to force her whole cunt deep within my mouth. Her body made one more gigantic leap into the air as she gasped hysterically:
"Oh, kiss me, bite me, Oh, I'm coming....."
I kept up the maddening action with my tongue until she quivered beneath my mouth. Then I moved my tongue down and began kissing the inside of her thighs. She moved up and said:
"Come get on top of me now."
As she stretched out on the bed I looked at her for a moment. Her full white thighs were opened wide with her gleaming skin contrasting against the warmth of her silk stockings. Her garter belt contained a round abdomen and her waist tapered beautifully indented below two magnificent mounds that were awaiting my hands. She lay passively awaiting the thrust of my hard cock now standing erect and dripping from the intense excitement. I climbed between her legs and immediately they wrapped themselves around me.
Aflame with passion, I crushed my body to this cushion of flesh beneath me and began poking with my cock in and out, up and down, while her cunt gripped me in a vise from which I could not escape. She thrust her body into the air and I gasped as I sunk more deeply into her pussy with the violent movement Gradually I realized that I was to do nothing, that she was going to show her appreciation for our love bout a little while ago.
I lay between her legs while she held her arms tightly around my back. Her hands moved teasingly around my ass, down over my contours, until they grasped my balls when she pushed me forward and her body upward so mat I thought I was being sucked bodily into her ferocious cavity. She spun beneath me, until I thought my prick was revolving in a sea of fire. I treid to push harder and my prick was screaming for release as the inside of' her cunt sucked its flesh with a demanding grip. Her legs tightened and her breasts almost suffocated me as she pressed my head deep into her perfumed valley.
My head darted from side to side, first sucking on one nipple and then on the other, savoring the taste of her hard flesh in my mouth. I became crazed with excitement as I attempted to swallow the resilient flesh beneath my lips. Meanwhile her cunt began gyrating faster and faster, and her body moved backwards and forwards more jerkily. I reached down with my hands and pleaced them under her ass while I pushed hard against her body. Her cunt began to drag flesh from my prick until with one burst of feeling I thrust forward madly and shot my hot stream furiously into her palpitating body. I came for what seemed like an hour as my prick pulsed and sent hot jet after hot jet into her flowing cunt that was now sucking and pumping the cream from my body. With one last hard thrust, I forced her body into the air, and must have hit her spine with the force of my action since she gasped, opened her legs wide and yelled:
Relying on my last resources of strength, I strained to keep my prick erect, and as she lay panting with her silk clad legs spread wide, I swiftly pushed in and out of her hot cunt, and rocked my body from side to side so that she would feel my hard rod as it surged against the ridges of her flesh. Slowly, she subsided and I withdrew my dripping and now soft organ. We lay for a few moments as I nestled against her breasts when she said:
"Let's get dressed, I want you to come home with me."
We staggered out into the living room and were amazed to see that Matt and Janice were still going at it. Matt, however, was not in a comfortable position, lying on the couch with Janice above him, pounding up and down on his stiff rod.
They were too absorbed to notice us. Lois wriggled into her tight-fitting gown and I dressed quickly, giving Janice one last, long, lingering look. I liked the way her breasts jiggled in the air as she surged up and down over Matt's figure. Occasionally, he moved upwards to meet her downward thrust and I slowly realized that no-one could be so blind as to not see Lois and myself.
But it was obvious that we now considered each other as part of one big, happy family-so who cared. I was enthralled by the sight of their perfect timing and delighted to see how they almost anticipated each other's slightest pressure.
Suddenly I realized that Janice was known by Matt before Lois, and Lois really was my evening date. For how else could they blend together so well. Oh, well, I was satisfied with the perversity of the fates that would turn around a night's occurrences so quickly.
I turned when I heard Lois calling. Her breasts were swelling against her gown and I could see that she was impatient to get to the privacy of her own apartment where we still had a few hours left, if I still had a few drops left, and where we could awaken in the morning to the beginnings of a beautiful friendship. I encircled her flowing curves with my arm as we walked out the door. I noticed that the dress material was still taut over her tight nipples, and she tickled the palm of my hand softly as we walked down the flight of stairs. Oh, well, the spirit was willing.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was late when Lois and I descended from Matt's apartment. As I held my arm around Lois' opulent figure swaying against me, I could still envision Matt and Janice as we had left them in the apartment....
The rapture entombed them in a world of desire and clouds of passion made their joined figures seem iilusionary and unreal. I recall staring only once as Lois and I wended our way through the living room on our way out of the apartment. The clouds seemed to part and their splendid figures were framed in my vision. Matt lay out supine on the couch, his eyes fixed on Janice's maddening figure swaying above him. Her legs were spread, each on one side of his body and her position suggested that of a beggar as she knelt and moved upwards and downwards on her haunches.
As she thrust downward on Matt's erect, stabbing prick, her breasts seemed to float In the air until one rosy red nipple found its resting place in Matt's mouth. As her jutting nipple contacted his thirsting lips, he sucked ferociously and her breasts, firm as it was, seemed to disappear within his demanding mouth. She gasped and bent lower, until their bodies blended into one. His prick plunged into her dripping cunt and their hairs met. His legs thrust themselves into the air, and her body jumped with the force, but their mouths clung, connected by madly searching tongues as Matt quickly released her tingling, pulsing nipple and furiously reached out for her fiery lips.
For a second, I thought I could see their faces moving violently as their tongues foraged crazily in each other's mouth. They were riding on a crest of passion, and their gasps became half-crazed sounds.
As she rode up and down with burning friction on Matt's erect cock, Janice slid her hands along his body, but with her superb precision she maintained her fabulous up and down rhythm. Matt's prick sunk itself deep within her sucking cunt. For a fraction of a second it lingered on her pulsing lips until her cunt seemed to cry out in an explosive anguish as she was forced to follow her hungry demands and sink herself down until his prick seemed to be stabbing her spine. Locked together they began swaying from side to side on the couch and Matt's hands slithered from Janice's pointed, swollen nipples to her jouncing, jiggling buttocks.
His fingers stole between the cheeks of her ass and was caressing the crease that led downward to her cunt.
Then Lois grasped me by the hand and tickled my palm as she led me pantingly toward the doorway....
We hailed a cruising cab, and tired as I was, I tingled with the vision I had just witnessed.
Lois leaned closer and her breast spilled into my hands as she whispered, "You'll see much more at home."
Her words set off a fire in my mouth. Hungrily, I crushed her panting form to my body, until we were spread out on the seat of the cab. My fingers glided over her smooth waist, down over her flowing hips, until I reached the hem of her irredescent gown. Slowly, the hem rose with my arm, as my palm slithered up the gossamer-thinness of her stockings, until it touched the silent barrier between stockings and flesh. Her body vaulted into the air alarmingly as my finger relendessly traced a path of her quivering thighs.
Slowly, my fingertip followed the contours of her thighs, and shadowed the tell-tale strap dangling between her diaphonous garter belt and sylph-like stocking. Slowly it crept up her flesh until it met her hip bone.
Our lips were fused as my hand blazed across her round flesh, from round hip to abundant belly that would soon feel the thrust of my demanding prick. My finger searched out her naval, lingered, then moved silently down her warm flesh until it reached soft hair that stretched out to meet its caress. Her full breasts quivered against my chest as I maneuvered my finger over her body. Just as my fingertip felt the rewarding warmth of her cunt, I forced myself down quickly on top of her vibrating form, and her sighs drifted past my thirsting lips. My finger thrust upwards into her waiting, opening cunt, passed widening lips, and then....
"You're here, mister. Wanna get out now?" The cabby's words cut into my consciousness, and reluctantly, Lois and I parted.
Wordlessly, I paid the driver, and I followed Lois up the steps of her brownstone house, my fingers jutting into her out-thrust ass each time her glorious limbs counted the steps to her apartment, where we would again revel in the incomparable joy that would course over our flesh as I pushed my throbbing prick into her parting lips.
We literally burst through the door. One room met our eyes-but what a room! I was surprised with Lois's erotic tendencies. Dark blue was the color scheme of the room with simulated gold appointments and fucia furniture.
Soft and expectant Quickly she pushed a latch, and a Murphy bed dropped from a wall. Sacriligeous name as it was for such surrounds, the bed was massive and made for the joyous outpouring of passion. Immediately, Lois wordlessly tossed her gown over her head and stood glorious against the dark, foreboding background. I undressed quickly, and the one light played on our bodies, cast devilish shadows against the far wall.
I walked to meet her as her arms were outstretched. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the motion ... Then I realized that the wall opposite from the bed was covered with a gigantic discerning mirror. I stared fascinatingly into it and saw two, almost strange bodies, pull each other toward themselves. The description of what followed is almost impossible to narrate ... I remember it only vaguely except for what Lois later told me.
"Your eyes were gleaming as you reached for me. Your fingers clawed the air as you stumbled in a purposeful daze toward my waiting body. Oh, if you only knew how my flesh ached for your body. Yes, I know how you felt, that you could see how much I wanted you but there are no words to describe my feelings as I waited for your touch upon me. It seemed like ages until your scout-like fingers pointed out, and then with surprising suddenness, sucked the nipples of my tingling breasts within their devastating grasp. I swayed for a moment against your body, and then, with almost unenjoyable bliss, I felt my body meet the cool sheets of the bed as you thrust my figure back quickly against the mattress.
"I spread my legs, and, in quiet answer, you moved your tongue over my upthrust nipples, down the center of my body until you lingered caressingly over my navel. Oh, I gasped as your tongue circled over my navel. The sensation cannot be described in words, but I felt as if I were flowing out toward both ends of my body. Then your hands crept up to my hips and slid downwards until I moved my torso upwards until your fingers could claw into the cheeks of my ass. Oh, how I longed at that moment for your tongue to plunge into my cunt
"But no! You were not ready, you selfish brute, you. You wanted to ease, and tease you did. But, you forgot one thing. Remember that mirror. Well, it displayed everything you did. As I closed my eyes, I can still see you now, your head pressed closely between my breasts, your arms around my outspread thighs, your fingers curling around my ass. The mirror reflected each time your tongue curled around my nipple. The mirror reflected each time I responded by pushing my cunt toward you. Each reflection sent my senses stirring for I could see as well as feel.
"I could feel the juices flowing within my body, draining out to your head as you pressed your lips against my flesh. Oh, how I burned to hold your head in my hands and push it into my glowing cunt But I waited, knowing that each second sent a new feeling coursing through my veins. I kept looking at the mirror, occasionally closing my eyes, but, mostly selfishly, gazing enraptured as your tongue crept closer and closer, moving imperceptibly over the tiny hair that rested below my navel.
"Suddenly, I felt your tongue leave my body ... the emptiness was frightening until a gigantic shock gripped me in an awesome spell. I found my legs thrust up in the air, your hands were supporting them as your fingers moved incessantly in the soft flesh behind my knees, and your head was down deep in the mattress as your tongue moved upwards and lingered, oh so softly, over the soft flesh between the cheeks of my ass until finally a chill flashed through my body while your tongue was setting my ass aflame.
"Slowly, in a devastating circular motion, your tongue moved between the cheeks of my ass, and then darted down to the soft, resilient flesh that separates my cunt from my spine. I shrieked as you may recall, a spine tingling shriek that left me breathless....
"Then your tongue moved faster and the palpitating flesh that lay between the lips of my glowing cunt was sucked into your mouth and became a vortex of exquisite passion. I looked limply into the mirror and revelled in the sight of your head as it moved rapidly up and down, round and round, until my flesh became part of you, until my cunt became your lips, until my throbbing flesh became your tingling tongue. Suddenly, I thrust my hands against the sheets. Blood drained out of my body, I could feel it pour into you, and your mouth became more demanding as I pushed my body forward and felt your head encircled in my thighs. I gripped the bed and my thighs seemed to press against your head, seemed to want to crush your head between them and suck your tongue into the wide open warm flowing channel that was your source of rapture.
"Then, I vaulted forward in a starting action, and your body clambered over the bed. Passion flowed to my toes, and I lay weak and violently strong at the same time. I started whispering, then yelling as your erect prick bolted between my legs ... 'Oh, oh,' I yelled, 'Fuck me, fuck me, I'm coming, oh fuck me quick'....
"Your body seemed to flow over mine as your prick jabbed demandingly inside my cunt. I could feel the head of your cock swell inside of me and started to come more furiously. It seemed as if I would never stop. I was murmuring now again ... 'Oh, fuck me, honey, fuck me harder, harder, HARDER!' ... and your prick responded as you moved your legs on each side of me and got a better grip on the bed. You had one hand under my ass, and I could feel your finger searching out my slit as your other hand squeezed demandingly against my swollen breast I kept coming and coming, and wrapped my legs around your vibrating body to get you into me more.
"Suddenly, your prick expanded into gargantuan proportions and I could hear your breathing faster. I gasped as your hands pulled me against your body and I could almost feel the hot jets that were pulsing out of your prick deep into my moist cavity. My muscles ached, and the lips of my cunt began sucking your cock, draining it of every last drop. Your body squirmed in abandon, and I could hear you murmuring virtually unconsciously, 'Oh, fuck me, baby, fuck me harder, oh, I love it' Then your body stopped revolving and you lay quietly...."
For a few moments, I laid impassively atop Lois's figure. Then slowly I rolled over and laid next to her gasping body. The sheer abandon with which we had joined our bodies drained the last ounce of energy from our loins and we laid blissfully in delightful exhaustion. I remember nuzzling my face against a full nipple and then I dozed off in a deep trance-like sleep....
When I awoke, sunlight was streaming in the windows. Lois lay beside me, breathing in that labored manner that denotes dense, satisfying slumber. I looked at the clock, and was alarmed to discover that it was noon. I dressed hurriedly and slipped out of the apartment quietly.
When I got to my office the scene wasn't as pleasant as the one I had just left. In short, concise words, my boss informed me that I was fired, and in a last disdainful gesture, he handed me the morning's newspaper and pointed to the Want Ads section.
After that day, I looked at a number of Want Ads sections but found nothing interesting. Life wasn't uninteresting however since I found that Lois's heart was as big as her tits and as warm as her cunt I moved in with her and our life settled down within a few days to an enjoyable routine. In the evenings she worked at the night club where she was a dancer and in the afternoons we stayed in bed. I was amazed at the girl's capacity for desire. She never seemed to get enough. Occasionally, to add the extra spice to our relations, Lois would bring home the scanty, shimmering costume she wore in her dance routine, and she would writhe before me and gyrate her belly until my prick stood up in pulsing attention.
I always stared fascinated at her ponderous breasts as they strained through their small covering, until usually I failed to contain myself and would tear away the slight bra until her breasts spilled into my mouth. Then, locked together, with my prick between her legs, we would glide back to the awaiting bed.
Finally, experiencing qualms of conscience for living off Lois so flagrantly, I took a job selling vacuum cleaners and one morning, I left on my first day carrying a suitcase in my hand, and a load of sales talk on my lips.
The morning passed without my selling one cleaner. Colloquially speaking, I was really dragging my balls. The bag got heavier and heavier, and it seemed that I laid it down on the sidewalk every five minutes. I added more weight to my arm by taking off my jacket. By noon, I looked so disreputable that it was no wonder I didn't sell anything. In a number of apartments that I had canvassed, housewives even more tired than me opened the door, and, with a sly glint in their eyes, asked to see the cleaner work.
After I had done their month's house cleaning for them, they all said that their floor sweepers seemed to do a much cleaner job and that they didn't think they needed a vacuum cleaner this month, thank you, come around again next week and maybe they'd reconsider. In a pig's eyes, I'd come around again. I never thought I'd get tired of women, but I almost did that morning. Even when one of them bent over to look at the cleaner's motor, I had no desire to run my hands over the smoothing lines of her ass, ungirdled and uninhibited beneath her thin housecoat About all I got that morning was a free look at nipples, swaying beneath sloppy bodices or wrap-around gowns.
I had lunch in an air-conditioned bar and grill, and after eating, I began to feel like a human being again. Reluctant to leave the cool atmosphere, I scrounged through my pockets and came up with a dollar. What the hell, I thought, might as well have no money at all, and then I'm bound to try and sell harder. So, I satisfied my palate and started sipping cool Tom Collinses, and became delighted in how far a dollar can go in a neighborhood bar.
I walked out into the stifling heat without a penny in my pocket but I felt comfortable, a little high, and ready for the worst sales resistance imaginable. Fortified against come what may I pointed my suitcase like a trusty spear against the foreboding apartment houses that lay in my path like devouring dragons ... And, believe me, between the heat and the healthy shots of gin poured by a lonesome neighborhood bartender at noon, they began to look like dragons.
Consequently, I picked out the smallest dragon upon which I would vent my wrath. It was one of those rambling duplex apartment developments, in which each unit is a separate house in itself. Not as awesome of the occupants as I was in the morning, I picked on one shaded door and pressed my finger against the bell. Chimes, softly muted, rang from within the house, and I could hear precise footsteps moving toward the door. "Yes...?" said a musical voice inquiringly....
I looked up and forgot all about vacuum cleaners. My eyes struck the most perfect female form imaginable, clad in a sheer white negligee that accentuated rounded hips, firm breasts, and round full thighs that glistened with whiteness below soft hips. The details I had to imagine in my mind for they were concealed from my searching, now voracious, vision. My second glance took only a second or two but I couldn't resist feasting my eyes on this ravishing form before me.
My eyes swept to her feet and drank in the perfection of form in her resplendent ankles. Dainty, french heeled shoes pointed at me challengingly as my eyes ranged up black silk clad legs. Drops of perspiration glistened on her white thighs above the stocking tops where her flesh swelled over the containing silk. Her white negligee spilled down from her waist where it was fastened chastely across her pert navel by a single button. It flowed upwards and caressed her breasts as it circled around in a soft, flowing collar that cushioned her neck.
Her out-thrust breasts were contained in a tight-fitting black brassiere, and I gasped as I saw two rosy-red nipples pulsing at me through two holes ingeniously cut in the fine net bra which supported her bounding flesh that vibrated with each breath. Tight jet black pants squeezed her abdomen, and I could faintly see the outlines of her pubic hair surrounding a cunt that seemed to be attempting to burst through the tight material....
"Yes?" she said again as she kept one up-thrust arm against the door, revealing a smooth enticing line that ran from her arm, down over her tipped breasts, and then lost itself in the abundance of her hips. The door was still opened however, and my courage swirled within me as I took a step forward until I could feel the heat of her body strike against me in staggering waves.
"I would like to sell you a...." The wrong sales approach emanated from me as I lost my thought to her indescribable charms, but surprisingly enough, she smiled slightly at my indecisiveness, and said:
"Please come inside, it must be so hot out there." Speechless, I stepped in the doorway as she took my arm.
Once inside the vestibule, she grasped both my shoulders and said:
"Quickly, tell me, when were you born?"
"Why, April 26th," I stammered in reply. "But what-"
"Never mind," she interrupted. "I am September 15th, and oh, you don't know what that means."
Well, maybe I didn't know what her dates had to do with it, but I knew what my prick had to do with it as we settled down on a cushiony settee around which a cool, tastefully appointed room was centered. The only distracting influence in the room was a large, monstrous cocktail table adorned with the signs of the Zodiac. And then it hit me! But before I could capture my thoughts, her words were running on, and I thrilled as her hands suddenly ran themselves over my body. I stretched out on the couch to revel in her fingertips as she thrust her hands inside my shirt excitedly. Her breath came faster, and I moved closer, sliding one hand around her waist, up over one firm mound that was her breast, and, moving my other arm up her tingling thigh, I quickly thrust my finger against her cunt. My finger lingered for a moment outside her panties, and then it searched underneath the sheer material until its passage was stopped by lush, moist lips surrounded by a halo of luxuriant hair.
I longed to pull down her panties and unhook her bra but as she continued talking, I realized that a hurried moment now might spell failure. One of her hands was now moving in a circular motion over my chest while her other hand was slowly pulling down the zipper of my pants. Just as her grasping fingers wrapped themselves around my stirring prick, I dashed my head forward and grabbed a pulsing nipple between my lips. She sighed and her fingers slid up and down my cock. I could feel it swelling in her tight grasp and her breath became one gasp after another.
Suddenly, she withdrew her nipple from my mouth and drew my head up to hers. Her tonge flashed in the space between us and I sucked it between my lips. Maddeningly, her tongue searched within my mouth, darting in and out in a violent motion that matched the rhythm of her fingers as they slid up and down my prick. For a moment our mourns parted and she said:
"Please, let me catch my breath for a moment"
She leaned back, and she moved her hands underneath her breasts as if to place diem in a receptive position for what was to follow. Breathlessly, she continued:
"Oh, I know it must seem crazy, we don't even know each other, but it's so fateful. My name is Karen, what's yours?"
I told her and then she rambled on.
"Well, you see, you're April 26th and I'm September 15th, and that means that you're Taurus and I'm Virgo. Well, today was destined for our meeting."
"I don't understand," I interrupted although I was beginning to get the idea that it had something to do with astrology because of her talk and her Zodiac decorated table.
"Please," she said, "Listen for a moment. Today, Venus is in ascension. Now that means that Love on this day will be indescribable in its pleasure for those in a position to enjoy it. It would mean nothing to us, except that Virgo, a constellation on the celestial equator, is in conjunction with Taurus. Thus, the meeting of the Bull, and the woman with grain in her hand, signifying the erotic bliss of a love offering, is destined for this date and this date only.-"
Her eyes lifted ecstatically, and she whispered:
"Oh, Taurus, be good to me. Slide your love root up my legs, feel my firm thighs around your back and my breasts digging into your mouth, as we rock from side to side in the embrace that will blend your flesh into my flesh, in the burning flame that will consume our raging passions."
Her lips continued to mumble and she took my hands in hers and lifted them to her quivering breasts. I slid her brassiere down her arms and feasted my eyes and my pulsing fingers on the red-tipped globes. Gently, I moved my hands over her indented waist and, deftly removing her panties, unveiled the most luxuriant cunt I have ever seen. Her hair was full, curling up in little ringlets. Her cunt was full, with soft padded lips that caressed her clitoris with a protective embrace.
In almost one action, I undressed quickly, and then in the glorious freedom brought by the proximity of two naked bodies, I knelt at her feet and kissed her cunt gently as her black-silk clad legs widened to receive me.
Her hand became a pressure behind my neck and I could feel her sending my vibrating tongue over her moist flesh.
Love drops flowed from her cunt and I gulped them greedily as I ran my out-spread hands lovingly over her thighs. My tongue slid between her moist lips, and wavered over the full flesh that was her clitoris. It became swollen in my mouth, and as I sucked on it, I thought it would burst and spew forth some strange, maddening nectar that would drug me in ecstasy forever. I no longer felt mortal as her fingers curled around my ears and I felt the soft pressure of her thighs against my cheek.
Slowly, she raised her thighs in the air and I gasped as the full beauty of her cunt was revealed to my eyes. It beckoned to me with my mysteriousness of hidden depths. Her love juice glistened against her fresh flesh, that contrasted in its dazzling redness with the soft blackness of the surrounding hair and the statue-like whiteness of her thighs.
Below her cunt, a thin line separated the full cheeks of her ass, which she wiggled slightly and set her clitoris moving in my mouth like a thing possessed. Furiously, I sucked on her clitoris. Her legs thrust higher in the air and I drained the moistness from her cunt as our bodies were connected by my mouth only as it hungrily surrounded her burning lips, framed within the protection of her up reaching thighs.
Suddenly, I could almost feel a warmth as it stole from the tip of my tongue and injected itself in her clitoris. I could sense with delicious delight the sensations that began as a pin point on the tip of her clitoris, and then spread outwards, upwards, downwards, and sidewards, until her cunt was enveloped in a teasing, burning craving that became diffused in her joining thighs.
I gulped madly and sucked her palpitating cunt deep into my mouth. My head moved in a circular motion and I became crazed with the obsession of swallowing her flesh in a mad fury of possession. Her cunt jumped sharply beneath my lips as the teasing sensation crept through her loins, engulfed her thighs and threatened to explode in wild abandon as it surged upwards to her navel. I senesed her experiences as if they were happening to me, as if in this moment our bodies became one, as my lips blended to the flesh between her thighs.
My fingers roamed upwards in the same relentless passage as the sensation now stealing up from her navel and spreading between her tingling breasts, she moaned as my fingers moved upwards beneath my lips, and as I sucked vibrantly on her clitoris, I quickly forced one finger into her cunt until I was madly plunging my finger in and out of her burning cavern of desire.
Her legs jerked upwards and I knew that the delicious infuriating sensation boiling within her form, her breasts to her buttocks, was about to spill forth and explode throughout her glowing body. She stretched back on the couch, and gasped sharply as my tongue and finger vibrated at a feverish pitch between her legs. I could feel my prick throbbing as her excitement infected me. Her hands clutched at my neck and she was murmuring: "Oh, Taurus, I'm coming, I'm coming, your tongue is a stream of flame, Oh, I'm burning, I'm coming, I'm coming."
Her limbs trembled and her clitoris expanded within my mouth. Her ass jumped with an explosive motion, and her love juices poured into my gulping mouth.
Slowly, she subsided, her spasmodic motions halted, and I got up from my knees to enjoy die sight of her gleaming flesh, glorious in its satisfaction.
Her perfectly formed breasts heaved in the blissful aftermath of her shattering orgasm. Her flat, soft abdomen quivered slightly, and the hair of her cunt glistened with the wetness that was a soothing balm. I was standing with my hands on my hips between her widespread legs, my prick jutting into the air over her, its tip aflame with red burning passion as the excitement of the moment stretched it to hard, firm proportions.
Suddenly she moved forward quickly, thrust her hands around the cheeks of my ass, and pushed my erect cock deep into her wide opened mouth. As her lips gripped my stiff flesh, practically pushing my foreskin back into my hair, I arched my back and pushed forward until my whole prick was engulfed by her lips. Madly, she slipped her lips tightly backwards and forwards, gulping and sucking on the head of my cock as tiny drops oozed into her mouth. Her hands meanwhile ranged over the cheeks of my ass, lingered in the softness of their separation, then continued on down the backs of my thighs until I became a mass of sensation.
When she sucked my prick caressingly along its whole length, I wanted to cry out with the intensity of the pleasurable anguish. For a moment, she drew her mouth away and caressed my prick with her cool, delicate fingers. Her hands cupped my balls, and she buried her face in the hair that curled up my abdomen. As she bent over, her breasts came together and brushed against my knees.
When she saw the shiver that ran through my body on their contact, she cupped her breasts in her hands, straightened up against me, and gripped my cock in the cleft between her breasts. Immediately, she began moving her body up and down, and my cock, cushioned between her delightful mounds, sent shivers of ecstasy through my system as my foreskin began rubbing backwards and forwards between her tits. For a second, she gripped one nipple between her fingers, pressed it against the head of my cock, then, quickly with her hand, slipped my foreskin over her nipple until her breast became virtually attached to my cock. As her soft nipple rubbed inside my foreskin and against the sensitive head of my prick, the contact was almost unbearable.
After she held this position for a few minutes, she drew back and again caressed my balls with her hands. Her every action was designed to tease me to madness. She seemed to sense when I longed to shoot my cream into her body in pulsing hot-jets. As she caressed my cock in her hands, she squirmed teasingly on the couch.
Suddenly, she leaned back and framed her cunt with her hands. I could see glistening droplets ooze out of her soft flesh. She looked up at me and said, "Would you like to act like Taurus now?"
Madly, I reached forward, knelt down, bent her legs backward and upward, and sunk my palpitating cock to its hilt in her gripping cunt. As ourhairs met, she squirmed and her ass almost lifted into the air, impaled by my stiff rod. I stood still as she rode back and forth over my cock. Her legs vaulting into the air, moved downwards until her heels rested on my shoulders. Then, comfortably supported, she undulated her ass, and her cunt gripped tightly on my cock as she squirmed her torso in a circular motion.
I withdrew for a moment, and then, running my hands down from her knees, I caressed the soft silk of her stockings with my fingers. My fingers glided down her thighs, caressed the slight bulge of her creamy flesh past the stocking tops, gripped her hips between their grasp and thrust her ass forward as I jammed my prick full into her moist cunt.
She gasped and then pantingly cried out, "Stop for a moment. I want you to come somewhere with me."
Ignoring her, I kept on plowing in and out of her body. Involuntarily, die tight muscles of her cunt were gripping my prick in a vise-like grasp.
"Please," she said again, "I have something to show you."
This time I withdrew and, gripping her by the nipples of her cushiony breasts, lifted her from the couch. She wrapped her arms around my waist Our hips ground together as she led me out of her living room and through the house. We exited through a back door and I found us in a cool, verdant patio, screened from prying eyes by a high cement wall that also provided comfortable shade.
Karen laughed in a high-pitched tone and her eyes glittered as she dashed away from my side and ran across the patio. Her graceful, silk-clad legs were unencumbered by her glossy, high heeled shoes. When she reached a tall tree, she stopped and half shielded her body behind the tree trunk. Half of her body was in my gaze as she perdy stuck out her tongue, jiggled one ripe breast in her hand, and then running her hand suggestively down her leg, yelled across at me.
"Come and get me, Taurus, come and get me."
I dashed across after her and felt a little bit silly. I discovered that this pagan fancy had robbed me of an erection, but, as my unclad body raced across the cool grass under my feet, I rejoiced in die freedom of chasing a desirable female in a chase that would be well-rewarded.
As I reached the tree behind which Karen had been hiding, she stepped out and threw her arms over her head. She stood gloriously outlined in curves that ran down from her armpits, over her up-thrust breasts, around her full thighs, and culminating in her graceful feet that hugged the earth.
She shot out one hand and gripped my dangling cock between her fingers. We sank to the cool grass, and selfishly, I lay out, stretching my arms in a languor that ordinarily follows screwing instead of preceding it Karen lay at my side, her fingers roaming over my balls and gliding over my thighs. Passively, I gloried in her touch. As my prick started to rise, Karen gave me a delighted shriek and immediately mounted me in a manner that stirred my senses into flame.
She straddled my figure and her legs dug into the fertile earth as her cunt lowered itself over my erect cock. I felt the first teasing sensation as the head of my cock lightly caressed the lips of her cunt. She lingered for a moment to delight in the soft sensations that shot through her body from the whispering contact of my cock against her flesh.
Then, abruptly, she pushed her body down until my prick filled her intimate void and threatened to penetrate up into her mouth. Her arms flew askance in wild aban-lon as she began to gyrate her body against me. I could almost feel our hairs entangling and I experienced a thrill rirtually beyond description as the force of her hot body above me pushed me back against the cool hard earth.
Without thought, without reason, but with innate desire, Karen pounced up and down on my erect prick as I first teased ... Teased her outer lips and then pushed against the depths of her cunt ... and then promised fruition of her desire as the muscles of her vagina gripped in a grasp that vowed I could feel the tip of my cock as it pressed against the inside of her cunt.
She gasped as I thrust my body upwards in the air to catch her as she moved downwards ... Our rhythm blended and our asses seemed to sway side-by-side as our bodies pushed toward each other ... Both of us could feel the tingling, insinuating sensation that seemed to telegraph the final bursting that would weld our bodies together; but, for the moment, we both decided to hold off the experience of the moment and live for the minutes that would follow.
My lips searched for hers as my arms pressed her breasts together while my fingers roamed down her spine. As she lay against my body, I gripped the abundant cheeks of her ass and gently lifted her body a few inches in the air. Almost reading my thoughts, Karen responded and softly met my pulsing cock with the full outer lips of her cunt. She stretched her arms on either side of my body and gently revolved her body over me. I could feel the soft, teasing sensations of the head of my cook kissing the soft hairs of her cunt and then bathing in luxurious" warmth as the fluid exuding from her moist cavity oozed down into my pubic hair.
As she squat there on her haunches her full breasts swayed above me. Each nipple was ruby-red taut and pointed with excitement. As she slid her cunt against my prick, I rubbed my fingers along her buttocks. Softly I stopped her motions and pressed her down against me. Simultaneously, her cunt came down swiftly and enveloped my prick in its depths as I plunged my body upwards and thrusted violently into her body. We gasped sharply as our bodies became locked together.
Lost in the bliss that surrounds two joined individuals, we delighted in the erotic feelings coursing through our bodies. The lips of her cunt quivered and pulsed spasmodically against my prick in a tight, sucking action as we lay motionless, her body now pressed tightly down upon me, her lush breasts pushing against my chest.
The feel of this softness above me and the cool hard earth beneath me was almost impossible to bear. Just as my loins automatically ground upwards against her body, Karen pressed her lips against my ear and whispered with indescribable intimacy.
"Darling, oh, how right the stars were. They promised me...."
She began grinding her cunt tight around me...."They promised me the delight of your firmness, the glory of your hard warmth as it sinks within me. Fondle my nipples with your mouth, grasp my buttocks selfishly since they are yours, glory in the softness of my thighs that opened at the first sight of you, and lose yourself in my depths as I seek to hold our bodies forever as one."
Her lips brushed against my neck and as she lifted her head, her eyes blazing with an unworldly fire, I gently searched with my mouth until a luxuriant nipple brushed against my lips. For a moment I sucked it gently while Karen sighed in ecstasy. She rolled over sidewards and we began rolling over and over, our bodies still locked in an unrelenting embrace. After we had rolled a few yards and Karen found herself still in a position above me, she wiggled free and quickly stood up, her breasts sticking out and her arms thrust as if to reach the blue sky over her. As I lay wordlessly, she cupped her abundant breasts with her hands and, self-indulgently, slid her hands down over the curving lines of her hips.
As her hands reached the soft thighs, they swooped upwards and caressed the inside of her thighs until she spread the lips of her cunt with her fingers and I was staring into the depths of her body. She moved away from my quiet figure and her buttocks jiggled as she took quick strides toward a hammock which I had not noticed before. The hammock was strung up between the tree behind which she had hidden earlier and a hook in the high wall which enclosed the patio. She lay face down in the swaying hammock, and as she turned her face towards me, she thrust her ass in the air pertly.
"Come over here," she said across to me.
Quickly I moved across to the hammock and, understanding her unique idea, I stretched one leg over the hammock until I straddled her figure. I spread my legs to get a firm footing. Then, with my prick thrust outwards like some accusing finger, I attempted to push it between the cheeks of her ass as the preliminary to its downward move toward her cunt. Her ass jerked up in the air as she felt the tip of my cock stab against her flesh. She gripped it between her buttocks and, reaching back with one hand, guided it down until it came in contact with the soft wet flesh of her cunt. With one quick motion, I pushed my whole body forward and my hard rod disappeared below my eyes as it plunged into the depths of her cunt Her legs spread as she knelt slightly raised on the hammock.
Then began a combination of motions that were the heights of eroticism. I placed my hands on her swaying buttocks and delighted in the sensations that swept through my body. As I plunged my prick deeply into her cunt which gripped my foreskin and slipped it backwards and forwards in a delirious action. Karen revolved her ass in a motion which sent the hammock swaying from side to side. While I stood with my legs widely spread, feeling no connection with the world except that transmitted through the soles of my feet, my prick became an organism sufficient to itself, experiencing sensations that stopped at my pubic hair, dripping with the moisture of excitement.
It was that hard, tingling flesh cut off from the main body and by the barrier of hair at the junction between my legs ... I was that flesh plowing deep within the cavernous depths of Karen's cunt ... I was that flesh bathing in the soothing elixir that surrounded me as Karen's love fluid flowed within the cavity that lay between her legs ... I was that flesh that moved maddeningly deep within the dark reaches of her cunt, that clashed against ridges of stimulating flesh and then thrust forward until it could push no further ... I was my erect, pulsating cock as it pushed backwards and forwards into the dripping hole that sucked the tip of my cock as it withdrew.
I looked down and deliriously enjoyed the sensations that ran through me, as I felt Karen surging over my prick and as I saw my erect rod disappear and reappear during its thrusting in and out of her thirsting cunt. My senses reached a crescendo as my eyes scanned her buttocks, as they hesitated over my prick as it plowed in and out of her moist flesh and focused on her tiny hairs that caressed my cock teasingly.
As I pushed my body forwards to meet the thrust of her ass, swaying from side-to-side at the same time with the lilting motion of the hammock, my eyes ran down over the smooth hillocks formed by the rising cheeks of her ass. They became entranced by the mass of white flesh that ran down to the glimmering stocking tops, then became hypnotized as they focused on the seam, the black track of her stocking, that ran down her graceful leg till it met the dark heel that blended into the shiny shoe digging into the hammock.
In front of me, Karen was bent forward, her head pushed into the swaying hammock, her breasts swinging as she swerved her body in motions that centered around her cunt as it grasped my prick and ignored my thrusting while it followed demands for fulfillment.
Suddenly her buttocks jerked, and, ferociously I pushed madly as her ass signalled the oncoming of a feeling that surged from her digging toes.
I bent my body over her swaying figure and my fingers slithered up her rounded hips. As they passed her indented waist, they reached out and I gasped as they grasped her round breasts. Her body pushed against me in a backwards motion, and her ass swallowed my thrusting prick as her cunt tried to devour me. Her legs tightened and her buttocks thrust against die hair above my cock as I thrust in and out of her flesh and pulled down and up upon the swollen nipples of her breasts.
As I looked upwards along her curvaceous body, I, feeling almost like a bystander, marvelled at the shadows playing on her figure as she swayed from side to side in the hammock and pushed backwards and forwards over my hard root. My feet were not planted far apart as I seeked to obtain the best possible leverage for the wild thrusting of my blood-red cock into her gulping cunt.
My prick that connected our vibrant bodies tingled with explosive sensation as the swaying hammock pulled it from side to side, as her backwards and forwards motion combined with my timed action almost thrust my foreskin back into my belly-all with my hard prick enveloped in her gushing cunt.
Then, the motion stopped as if abrupt silence halted the voices of a million screeching demons. The lips of her cunt gripped my prick in a grinding hold, her nipples hardened to a marble-like state, and I could hear, above the frenzied ringing in my ears, a murmur that grew to a crescendo as Karen raised her eyes to the glowing sun, and throwing her head backward in the attitude of an animal at bay, shouted imprecations to all the pagan gods of man's invention....
"Oh Isis," she cried, "Your cruelty has none of this depth...."
I lost her words as I felt the slow, swirling movement of an orgasm as it started to move along my erect rod. Attempting to halt its progress, at least for the moment, I stopped my thrusting and pushed forwards, deep within Karen's glowing cunt until I felt no motion but the non-affecting acton of her hair grinding against mine. My orgasm halted, but Karen's actions persisted, and in a demonical craze, her breasts now pushed against my fingers as her lips still muttered, but in strange, almost forgotten languages....
I released the pressure of my mind and began a furious pounding against her body as I plunged my rigid prick in and out of her demanding cunt. While she was coming, she was moaning deliriously in little animal sounds that set my senses aflame. Suddenly, I felt my orgasm reach its peak. I gave one last stroke of my cock into her palpitating twat, then stood with my feet planted firmly against the ground as I revelled in the sensations enveloping my body each time a hot jet shot from my spurting cock into her gripping vagina.
I didn't think I was ever going to stop coming, particularly since Karen became more crazed is her convolutions when she realized that hot stream after hot stream was shooting up into her. My prick stayed rigid, in fact with the first spurt of my cream, it expanded to gargantuan proportions that almost forbid my removing it from between her legs. Still in the throes of her orgasm, Karen rode on my cock as if it were an inseparable part of her body and panted crazily in time with her motions:
Quickly, I moved in and out of her body, gripped tightly between the enlarged lips of her cunt Slowly, her passion ebbed, and as the once burning embers of her emotions died into a glow, her actions ceased, and my slowly reducing prick slithered out of its sheath. For a moment, Karen held her position before me, her hands outspread against the hammock, her legs spread wide, and her ass held high in the air. I got one short look at the amount of cream that began to ooze out of her cunt and was amazed that my balls once contained that much.
In a daze Karen then removed herself from the hammock and began walking back into the house. Knowing mat I could not then arouse her from her almost hypnotic state, I let her go without touching her, and followed her in later. I found her in her bedroom, lying spread-eagled on a monstrous bed in which four people could very well be connected by couples in the mad convolutions of coitus without once touching the other couple.
She was slumbering lethargically, with one hand cupping an abundant breast. As I bent over her figure, I moved my tongue down over the graceful lines of her neck and encircled the rosy, erect nipple of the supple free breast that was not held between her fingers.
She stirred slightly, and her hands grasped my head. Slowly, her hands guided my head down her glowing body. My tongue glided over her smooth skin, dropped into the indentation of her oval navel, then continued on down over the rounded contours of her perfect abdomen. My tongue contacted wispy hair and recoiled slightly until my nostrils quivered from the tendril stains of an exotic perfume. Then I realized that, in the short time Karen was alone in the house, she had removed from her intimate triangle all traces of our consuming embrace.
My tongue embraced, or rather was encircled by the cleanness of a cunt that attracted the soft, subtle touch which was the renewing of passion. As my tongue slithered over warm flesh, I stretched out my arms and could feel Karen stretch beneath my caress. As I moved my tongue, I could feel the muscles on either side of my tongue grip and then quiver with excitement while my tongue continued its downward path to a clitoris swollen with anticipation.
With one gulping motion I swallowed Karen's clitoris and began munching on her swollen flesh. As I moved my hand to thrust my tongue deeper within the lips of her cunt, she suddenly moved her body so that I could sink to my knees to the softly carpeted floor.
For the second time in an afternoon, I found my head between Karen's glorious legs. This time, passion already familiar to her in its fruition, her legs vaulted in the air within a few minutes as I sucked unrelentingly on her swollen cunt. Her hair tingled my lips as my tongue thrust deep within the dark confines of her moist cavity. Her clitoris expanded within the dark confines of her moist cavity. Her clitoris expanded within my mouth as my lips caressed her glowing flesh.
Suddenly, her body shot into the air and I could feel the contagion of her passion as my prick started to arise between my legs. "Oh, suck me harder, harder," she cried, "Oh, I'm coming. I'm coming. Oh ... Oh...!"
I maddeningly sucked her full cunt within my lips and drank of the juices that flowed from deep within her burning body. Slowly I met the quiet motions of her body, and my tongue caressed rather than absorbed the warmth of her devastating love. Her legs opened wider under the probing of my tongue, digging deep into her cunt now and thrusting against the hairy lips that gripped it 'in a tight embrace.
My mouth was filled with her juices and I shook intensely with a furious excitement as I longed to raise myself from my knees, glide my body up along her graceful legs, and dig my hot cock deep into her moist, glowing twat. Almost ready my thoughts, she murmured, "Climb up on the bed. I want to feel your wonderful cock prodding against me. Oh please hurry!"
I scrambled up somewhat awkwardly and I could feel my stiff cock fairly quivering in the air as it anticipated a warm resting place. As I settled my body over her figure, her arms crept around my back, her fingers travelled down to the cheeks of my ass until she pushed her body upwards and the cheeks of my ass downwards, so that my hard prick slid unhindered into her gushing cavity.
Her legs rose, clamping themselves around my back, and the lips of her cunt, gripping my throbbing prick, sucked voraciously as they attempted to drain the warm, oozing cream from my balls. I dug my face between her breasts and smelled her sweet aroma. Her nipples dug into my cheeks, and her tongue caressed my ear. Maddeningly, I thrust my hot cock in and out of her vibrating cunt I felt her fingers trailing down my ass until she gripped my balls and with one furious shriek of, "Oh, baby, fuck me, fuck me hard!" she tried to push my distended globes into her cunt.
Her voice set off a trigger and I trembled spasmodically as hot cream streamed from my prick and spurted into her body. She became possessed as she screamed, "Screw me, fuck me, fuck me, I love it I love it, oh, I'm coming again, again, again...."
Her body thrust into the air, gripping my prick tightly, and as if it were signalled, my cock shot one long burst of cream up into her demanding cunt with such fury that I was hit with an agonizing passion that sent my senses reeling until my consciousness spiralled off into blackness.
Later I found her. I'd awakened and her body was no longer beneath me, nor was she in the room at all. I walked out into the living room and saw one of the strangest sights imaginable.
Squatting like some marble statue, she was seated on the monstrous living room cocktail table, the signs of the zodiac spreading out from under her buttocks as if she were the center of the universe. Her arms were folded and her glorious breasts, tipped by a violent red, were resting as they spilled over her crossed wrists. Between her legs, crossed in Indian-fashion, glowed an ebony triangle, glistening as light struck its moisture. Her eyes were wide open, staring at something beyond the room. She was mumbling and as I approached I could hear the quiet words formed by her lips:
"Oh, day to remember, oh great Quetzl, I thank you for placing the stars in their juxtaposition on this day, I thank you for sending him here."
Her voice continued as I listened in fascination. "His name I shall always remember, the feeling of his prick I shall always cherish, never to feel another until the stars again meet and I can entwine my body with his and twist my legs around his spine while his warm cream soothes my shrieking nerves and bathes the most inner recesses of my cunt. Forever will my legs tingle in the memory of burning flesh that pressed them against the cool earth. Forever...."
Her voice stilled as she slumped over and her staring eyes closed in restful sleep. I noticed that the sun had done down, her day was over. I'd never spoil it by ringing her door bell again. Silently, I dressed and stepped out into the cool evening.
CHAPTER EIGHT
I'd been living with Lois now for almost a month. Somehow I never felt the same towards her since the night I'd returned from Daphne's apartment, her glorious form and her mysterious personality still imprinted on my mind.
Lois hadn't diminished her liking for me, in fact it increased, slightly to my annoyance as the weeks grew into a month. Strangely enough, I'd been as faithful to her as two people can be, only living together. But this wasn't due to her so much as it was to the remembrance of Karen to whom I vowed I'd never return. The experience with her was so along in human relations that I never wanted to weaken it by trying to make it spring alive. For our joining was like the first flare of a match, bright, furious, all-consuming ... But unlike a match, its white flame would never subside into a weakened yellow and then black out forever by its continued burning.
Lois was wonderful, in her demands and in her capacity for satisfying her own demands and stimulating new heights of demand. She was surprising and she liked being surprised. Many a night, she'd come home from her night club stint and, not using her key to open the apartment, would ring the bell. As I answered the door and threw it open, she'd step in quickly, open up her mink coat, and reveal, to my feasting eyes, a completely unadorned body that had not been clothed since its emergence from her scanty nightclub costume.
Usually, her hand was cupping one abundant breast which meant that I must kneel in front of her and suck on its glowing tip, before she'd thrust one beautiful leg into the apartment. Frequently she seeked to surprise me in such a manner, I'd meet her at the door completely stripped and with an erection occasioned by die bell's ringing.
Then, losing her dignified aplomb that she'd feign as she opened her coat, she would immediately kneel and suck my swollen head into her mouth, until I'd pull away before I came. On all occasions when I'd meet her at the door in moments of surprise, we'd go directly to the bedroom, melted together, not daring to separate, until we were within the confines of bed linen when we would separate for that fleeting second that marks the division of a thirsting cunt and a hungry prick between insatiable thrusts.
One night, after a particularly violent orgy, we lay silently until Lois said quietly, "Darling, tonight my producer is giving a party, would you come with me?"
"Honey, I'd come with you any time."
"No dear, be serious," she said as she cupped my balls in her hand. "The producer of our show is really giving a party. Please take me, and believe me, you'll really enjoy yourself." Her eyes seemed to glint in the dim light of our bedroom as I answered.
"Why, darling, I'll be glad to come if you'll do a strip-tease." I was kidding, but to my surprise she said:
"Why, how did you guess, that's what I told Tom I'd do since I knew you wouldn't mind. Besides," she added acidly, "Janice will be there and Matt won't."
Then I thought of how I'd met Lois on a wild double date with Matt and I tried, to hide my erection from Lois as I thought of the enjoyable time I'd had with Janice on the floor of Matt's bedroom while he and Janice were bouncing on the bed almost over our heads.
Needless to say we went to the party. That day, I slept late and missed my rounds as a vacuum salesman, actually not missing anything but the swinging breasts of maids that weren't very enticing in the first place. Around seven o'clock, I kissed Lois goodbye and promised to meet her at an address on Park Avenue at 2:30 when her club closed.
During the intervening hours, I tried to read. Lois had a particularly pornographic library, and after I'd read through a rather stimulating page of Pierre Louey's "Aphrodise" my prick was standing as erect as any tower erected for the glorification of Athena's cunt.
I decided to go out until later, before I had to dress in the evening clothes required by a producer's party, so I went down to the neighborhood bar for a while and then, finding it time to return to the apartment, I pushed open the door of the bar and staggered out into the night.
For some reason, before going into our apartment, I walked up to the roof to look up into the starry blackness of the sky. My eyes scanned the roof tops and as they descended into the courtyard below they were attracted by the glaring light of an apartment window right across the way. The shade was up, and my eyes were affixed to a female form that disrobed tantalizingly.
I gripped the roof covering as I watched a gorgeous female creature slowly strip off her brassiere in front of a mirror, then run her fingers down her waist until her hands lingered against her hips. Then, with one quick motion, she stripped off her panties and, although I hadn't looked at her head hidden from view by the top of the window frame, I could see from the patch of hair between her legs reflected in the mirror, that she was a brilliant blonde.
Her actions for a few moments were strange. She stood silently, her ass facing me as she seemed to be staring at her figure in the mirror. Then she turned around and, pushing open the window, hissed upwards, "Hey, up there, if you're interested, why don't you come down and see for yourself." Then she disappeared before I could answer her.
Figuring that I had a while to kill before meeting Lois, I descended the stairs and approaching the redhead's apartment, pushed open a door slightly ajar. I was astonished by both a coarse voice and a fantastic scene although the body involved was itself fantastic in its transfixing beauty.
She was sitting up in bed, resting against the headboard, but her legs were spread, and in her hand she held a rubber replica of a prick that she pushed in and out of her cunt with astonishing rapidity, while with the other hand she was gripping the taut nipple of a hard breast and pointing it as if she were focussing it at me.
She looked up slowly, choosing to ignore me for a few moments, and then without missing a stroke, she glanced at me from head to toe. "Hello, baby," she drawled. "That's a nice hard-on you got there. 'Come in. You looked lonesome up there on the roof. Why don't you take your clothes off, so I can see that thing pushing out of your pants. As you can see," she quickened the strokes upon the rubber prick between her thighs, "I can stand a good fucking tonight."
Abashed, embarrassed, bashful, self-conscious ... all these adjectives could be used to describe my emotions, at that moment, but one moment later, I fell in with the carnival aspects of the situation. I was speechless, fascinated by the fast motion of the black rubber prick disappearing and then re-appearing, into that blond-haloed redness that lay between the resplendent legs of this creature on the bed. In quick response to her command, I peeled off my clothes. For the first time in my life I flushed when I looked down and saw the red head of my prick sticking out in the air, pointing at the figure on the bed.
"Come over here," she said, "I didn't underestimate that swell between your legs. Come over so that I can put my fingers around it. Why, I bet if I pressed that skin back fast enough, you'd shoot clear across the room."
Quickly catching the spirit of this unconventional conversation, I retorted, "Yeah, and from the looks of that rubber candle you have in your hand, I could shoot from now till doomsday and never fill up that canyon you call a twat!"
Yipes, I thought, all this kind of talk and we didn't even know each other's name.
"Well," she said in answer, "If you feel that way...." And then she removed a dripping rubber penis from between her legs and threw it across the room.
Then she lowered her body in the bed, placed a pillow beneath her full ass, and, spreading her legs wide so that her cunt opened up invitingly, said slowly, "Hop on, big boy, and if you can do better, I'll let you know. I'll say now, I've had the best. Come on, fuck me good, if you can." Then, as she wiggled her shoulders, and her breasts swayed invitingly, I obeyed her command and dashed across the room.
Her legs opened to receive me, and I could see her love juice drip down the slot between the cheeks of her ass. Just as I lowered myself onto her body, and felt her pubic hair digging against my belly, she pushed me away and said, "Well, up close I've seen better pricks, but you can never tell without sampling the product"
Then, she put her hands behind my ass and actually forced my body forwards until I was sitting on the twin peaks of her breasts and my prick was being sucked into her mouth. Her lips were like suction cups. Practiced, her tongue roamed over the head of my cock, and for one fleeting moment, I almost screamed with the anguishing sensations she sent coursing through my frame. She looked up at me, opened her mouth, and quickly released my prick. "Well, can I suck a cock, or can I suck a cock? If you don't mind my saying so, you taste pretty good."
"Come on baby," I answered. "Suck me good, faster, faster." Which she did as she fastened her lips on my prick in a sucking action that pulled my balls against her chin. Meanwhile, I reached backwards, and started tickling her cunt. Her hair pressed against my finger, swimming in rivulets of moisture as she flowed wddly in response to the searching of my hand.
Suddenly, her frame shook, and she let go of my cock once more saying, "Move backwards, stretch out and let me feel that hard rod of yours prodding up into my belly. But first, suck my tit." And I obligingly did. She tasted more sweet as I rested my palpitating body on my hands and knees and sunk my cock deep between her legs.
She was the most talkative girl I'd ever met in my life. She reached up and her fingers coursed through my hair as I plodded in and our of her warm cunt that gripped me tightly and then released me quickly as I withdrew to thrust more deeply. I looked down at her and, to my utter consternation, she winked, saying, "My, baby, you can screw, can't you!"
In answer, I thrust violently and my balls swung against her thighs in a jarring action but not jarring enough to numb the velvet touch of her skin against mine.
Her fingers travelled down my spine, and I lowered my head to suck one up-thrust nipple into my mouth. She yelled, "Oh, come on, come on, fuck me, fuck me madly, my, oh, my how you can love!"
