"You know you want me," Mary Jane whispered. She was completely naked now. "You can't resist, can you?" She spread her wet nether lips and wetness oozed abundantly.
Mario tried to resist. He really did. But try as he might, his fiancee's image faded from his mind and all he could see was Mary Jane's hot, wet pussy.
"Yes," he groaned, pushing his stiff dick right up her hot hole!
CHAPTER ONE
Lisa Paszko lay lengthwise to Mario Benodito on the sofa in her apartment, pretending to watch a movie they rented while other, more urgent thoughts took command. Lisa enjoyed this "cozy" time spent together and evidenced her liking by the way her hands roamed his sinewy flesh. Mario's long, trim body forever excited her. Men standing at six-two would have that effect on girls who barely touched five-five.
Her head rested on his chest. She had listened to his heart beat several moments ago, and was pleased that it quickened as she caressed him. Mario usually responded promptly to such investigation. The sweep of her fingers over his thigh, with gravitation toward his crotch, made his cock swell.
Watching him get hard provided her a shivering thrill. She loved to arouse Mario. She loved the way the lines of tension in his face became visible, the way the urgency in his grip developed, along with his speed of breath. She luxuriated in his carnal reaction ... but more importantly, she appreciated its effect on her, too. He made her incredibly wet and tingly, anxious to have him inside her. She often came when he began penetrating her. Feeling his stiff cock sliding into her pussy was more than she could bear. Her senses were a barrage of fireworks, exploding in rapid succession. Mario knew exactly how to light the required match.
He was one of the most incredibly built Italian men she'd ever met. His dark, piercing eyes; his large, expressive hands; his muscular and very hairy flesh all served to summon her most feverish passions. His handsome face bore a feral expression when in the heat of desire. Lisa felt compelled to devour his thick, sensual lips with hers or run her fingers through his thick dark brown hair.
Lisa valued Mario's attention. She felt it at all times. Even when she walked across a room, his eyes followed her seductive strut-the way her ass maintained its intriguing bounce, or her tits their hypnotic sway. Lisa was pleased to have the kind of measurements that drew Mario's notice. Her narrow waist perfectly set off the contrast of boob and hip, while her long, slender legs completed the fantasy. Her mane of reddish brown hair, thrown wantonly over her shoulders, made her appear wild. In truth, Lisa was not the wild sort. Though she genuinely enjoyed the excitement Mario generated in bed, she made it plain her abandoned behavior was exclusively for him. Lisa did not believe in having multiple lovers-not like her previous boyfriend, Rick, who lived for such hot, spontaneous moments.
She was quite pleased with having Mario, instead. She did not feel as though she had to compete with any other girl in the same room. She stirred under his gaze.
Mario grinned as she glanced up at him. "You don't seem very interested in the video. I thought you'd like it. The store manager recommended it by the number of women who most requested it ..."
"I've got other things on my mind...." she purred, nuzzling his neck with her lips.
"Oh yeah?" he replied thickly. "What kinds of things?"
Rather that giving a verbal answer, she let her hands speak for her. She fanned her hand over his stomach in circular motion that expanded to include other areas-the crotch in particular. Each sweep brought a harder texture to his cock. She smiled at its throbbing shape filling the front of his jeans.
"Mmmmmm...." she sighed. "You certainly don't need much encouragement, do you? I was only holding back because I thought you were enjoying the movie...."
He shook his head. "I was enjoying what you were enjoying."
"In that case, let's give you a little something to work up a real appetite...." She buttoned her blouse, undoing each with deliberate slowness. As much as she wanted to climb on top of his face, she held her eagerness in check. Though Mario appreciated her flair of passion, she saw no point in hurrying. They had the entire evening ahead of them.
Mario's eyes brightened as she revealed her big tits and swollen nipples. They were a delectable pink, beckoning for his mouth. He pulled her tightly against him, revelling in her fragrant softness, then lowered his face over her tit.
Lisa moaned at the touch of his lips. "Oh yes ... suck them ... use your tongue...."
Mario required no further instruction. His mouth moved slowly, heatedly, carrying with it desire and saliva. Lisa lay back and allowed the sensations to flow through her body-it was all so wonderful. She felt safe and sexy with him. He licked her gently, yet made his hunger known.
His hands did not remain still. Lisa was aware of him reaching for the zipper to her jeans. He had it down within seconds. She shivered as he cupped her mound, rotating his thumb over the damp spot in her panties. Her cunt lips were sensitive to the pressure he exerted, but not nearly as much as her clit. The moment he slipped his hand beneath her panties and wove through her pubic thatch, Lisa almost lurched from the sofa. She was seared by his grope. Her wetness deepened. Mario's approach to her pussy was deliciously sluggish. He wanted to fully arouse her, allowing a generous span of time for her every cell to awaken. When he finally plunged his huge cock into her, she was thoroughly receptive.
Mario showed visible satisfaction as he traced her moist cunt lips. He ran his tip leisurely along the succulent groove, watching Lisa's lust blossom. The inside of her snatch was juicy, inviting. He took several delightful moments to finger her. Lisa responded heatedly. She writhed against him, moaning. Her cunt sucked at his digits, urging him to continue. If he concentrated on this region, Lisa would soon be shaking with orgasm. Although the idea was appealing, he didn't want to gratify her so swiftly. He preferred building her passion to an exciting peak....
Lisa loved what he was doing to her pussy. Every fraction of movement sent her into a hot quiver. She clenched her teeth and exhaled sharply as he inserted a finger, then fucked her with it. She was glad his fingers were long. "Ohhhhh ... that feels so good ... yes...." It would have been simple to persist with his digit, but that did not suit Mario. He wanted to study her at a more intriguing angle.
Lisa gasped as he maneuvered himself above her. She did not like being deprived of his muscular support. She moaned as her jeans were tugged from her body. She lifted her ass to accommodate him. Every inch he exposed caused her temperature to climb. Her panties were next, removed in the same halting manner She gasped as the elastic rim was peeled over her stimulated cunt. Soon her flesh was bare.
She held her arms out to him. "Come here, baby ... get on top of me...." She moved her legs apart, willing him to cover her with his man's body.
His thirst was conveyed by his expression. "I'll be there, babe ... but in a bit...."
"What are you going to do?"
He sank between her velvety thighs. "Remember the saying: boy meets girl ... boy eats girl?"
"Ohhhhh!" she sputtered as his tongue slithered along her cunt lips. She just wasn't prepared. Her nails sank into his shoulders, but not before Mario slurped her clit. "Oh God ... more ... please, more...."
He answered her cry with another shiver-producing lap. He delved into her nectar-rich opening, entering her slowly so she was crazy with pleasure. Mario loved her taste. Lisa was a fanatic about cleanliness. She must have washed her pussy with a strawberry-flavored soap, for her flesh bore that scent. He gulped down the juice that oozed from her fragrant depths.
He grasped her slim thighs and lifted her to facilitate access to every delectable point. He ran his hot tongue up and down her sweet pussy, driven by the sound of her cries. Mario enjoyed watching her lose control, especially when he used his mouth on her. Lisa was happy to be licked-voraciously and without interruption.
"Suck me ... suck my pussy," she moaned, curving her lips and emitting hoarse screams.
He nudged her love button, nearly sending her into a convulsion. Covering it with his mouth, he flicked his tip repeatedly over it until Lisa clutched his shoulders so she wouldn't fly off the sofa. He had to fight the impulse to climb back on top of her when he saw her tits jiggling frantically. Staring at her nipples made him ravenous. He longed to suck them, too, but managed to focus his energies on lapping her cunt. Its tangy flavor increased his appetite. Afterward he tongued her into a frenzy, feeling the tremors in her flesh through his mouth.
"Fuck me with your tongue...." she murmured, feverish. "Push it into me ... wriggle it in my cunthole ... do it, baby...."
Mario answered her plea. He squeezed it and out of her snatch, listening to her wonderful agony. His fingers tightened around her soft flesh. Lisa was incredibly silken. He combated the impulse to leave bruises. When excited at this level, roughness was easily incorporated in the session.
"Ohhhhh! Deeper! Oh God ... baby, don't stop ... make me cum ... make me cum...."
He sank it between her sappy cuntlips, letting it gush over him. Once his tip went as far as it could, he wiggled it. The walls of her pussy resisted its movement. He savored their tightness, thinking how good it would feel to have his erect cock stroking her juicy innards in a short while.
Lisa was delirious. His tongue felt so strong within her, making squishy sounds as it probed her cunt. Mario was making her ooze, only to wipe it with his limber tip. God, he gave fabulous head! She could lay back for hours and receive it, cumming again and again. She bit her lip, then arched her back as he poured more of his soul into his licking. She reached for her nipples, twisting them between her fingers. They throbbed, demanding to be tweaked. She did so, then scooped them up in her hands and kneaded them. Her tits fluttered in her grip. She rotated her thumbs over the enlarged nubs, purring as she wrung the thrill from her body. "Eat it, baby," she gasped. "Eat it ... lick my pussy. Warm me up for that big cock of yours...."
"Yeah," he muttered. "You're gonna need to be hot and juicy for it ... when I put it in...."
Lisa barely managed to gaze downward and watch Mario eat. His serious expression made her impossibly horny. The way he cupped her ass and bore down on her pussy was so ... tenacious. He absorbed every drop emitted from her cunt, his cheeks sticky with her perfumed excess. She enclosed his head with her thighs, allowing herself to be lured to orgasm. Mario wouldn't fuck her until he knew she had taken her pleasure-it was his practice. Lisa wasn't in a position to argue as weakness engulfed her.
"Baby ... you're making me cum," she squealed, her air supply threatened. Her pussy tightened around his tongue, her clit vibrating. She clawed at his shoulders. She picked up her ass and shook it violently. "Oh baby ... I'm gonna cum ... ohhhh!"
Mario never once hesitated as Lisa thrashed upon her back, spasming. He proceeded to lick her, flicking his tongue heavily over her sensitized clit. He knew such action would accentuate her experience.
"That's it, babe," he groaned. "Cum hard ... yeah ... cum hard ... against my mouth...."
He measured the strength of her orgasm by the color in her cheeks, the contortion of her mouth and the sharp inhalations she took. Her eyes were shut as the ravages of joy took their toll.
Mario flattened her ass to the sofa and pushed her legs open, encountering some struggle left in her. It amazed him how powerful one became in the heat of climax. Lisa's flesh was warm and clammy. She moaned at his touch. He knew he could no longer keep his lust at bay. He climbed on top of her, unzipping his fly with one hand while squeezing her tit with the other. Her nipple left an imprint in his palm, it was so hot.
"Hurry," she squealed, still shuddering. "Get your dick in me...."
He was so hard, it ached. He pumped his cock with his fist, then slipped the bloated head just inside her cunt lips. Her love oils spilled around it, paving a slick path. He caught her hips and pulled her to him. His cock plunged far into her pussy, straight to the balls.
"Oh God!" she gasped. He practically split her apart. "Ohhhhhh...."
Mario lost himself in the hot moisture as he moved his dick back and forth. His groin slapped against Lisa as he filled her, then made noisy wet sounds as he eased himself from her grabbing pussy. Lisa was soft and squishy inside. His dick felt great, pumping her.
Her cunt, her boobs, everything was a perfect fit. His cock slid freely between her trim thighs, getting coated with her dank moisture.
"Yeah, baby," he groaned. "Fuck me ... fuck me ... shove that sweet pussy at my dick ... milk me ... make me cum with your tight snatch...."
Lisa cried out as Mario fucked her. Having her pussy filled with his hard cock was the most heavenly sensation she knew. She held him close to her, thrusting her tits at his chest. He still had his hand on one of her tits, stroking the nipple with his thumb. Sparks of joy fragmented her thoughts. Mario grasped-almost by instinct-which buttons to press that bore the best results.
"Ohhhhh," she panted, humping back violently and with abandon. Mario kept his strokes smooth and steady, his cock slippery with her cream. "Keep it in me ... I'll make your dick tingle in my juices ... deeper, baby ... as far as it can reach ... it's really stiff ... ohhhhhhhh ... so big ... so big...."
She caressed his back, sweeping the fine network of muscle, then lowered her hand inside his pants. They hung from his body, unbuckled from the front and inching down his legs. She cupped his flexing buttocks.
"Fuck me ... harder, baby...." she whispered.
Mario grunted in her face, overcome with passion. He received tremendous pleasure by having his dick get rubbed with her cunt lips. She was wide open for him. He gasped as her pussy swallowed him whole.
Lisa's smile changed into an agonized look when he plunged roughly into her cunt. God, the felt incredible! She loved when he fucked her. Every cell in body responded to him.
She dug her nails into his ass, reacting from the splendor he gave. Mario displayed no sign of pain from her feverish reply, merely driving himself into her pussy with all he had. She reached lower, feeling his balls. She touched them lightly, alert to how he enjoyed that.
His shaft was grinding against her clit as she curved her hips up to meet him and the head of his cock. He teased her to even greater heights of pleasure. She threw her head back, and in doing so, raised her nipples to his bared teeth. Each nipple received a heavy, hot bite that sent the blood streaming through her body.
"Ohhhhhh...." she sobbed, undulating.
"More ... more ... give it to me, baby ... fuck me with your big dick ... drive it deep ... ohhhhhhh...."
Mario's intent thrusts sank Lisa's butt into the sofa. Lisa persisted in lubricating his dick with her drenching cunt. He groaned as she stroked him with her catching pussy lips. Their quality was so incredible, he was about to jizz. Lisa obviously perceived this urge, for she panted in his ear.
"Cum in me ... I want to feel your cock squirt inside my pussy ... go ahead ... I'm going to cum, too...."
Mario worked her pussy harder, knowing he could bring her off with a few more strokes. He wished he could pump her longer, but knew he was about to shoot. There was little he could do to prevent himself from creaming.
"I'm getting so close, babe," he muttered, sharpening the pace. The hot sucking sounds of her pussy nearly made him discharge as he fed her stiff cock. The meeting of flesh against flesh in the midst of eager, tingling moisture made his desire gather in intensity.
Lisa nuzzled his bucking ass with her nails. "Come on, baby ... you know you want to ... fill my pussy with that hot goo ... God ... I'm cumming ... you're making me cum again ... first with your mouth, now with your dick ... oh baby, shoot ... shoot in me...." His groin, beating against her mound, made her speech slur. His ass flexed and moved as he pushed more of his hard thing into her cunthole. Lisa, seized by the convulsion he triggered, plunged her nails into his butt flesh as she came.
"Christ...." Mario groaned, feeling himself spew. Jism splashed inside her snatch as the spasms overtook him. He smothered her vibrating nipples with his sweat-covered flesh, embracing her feverishly as he emptied himself.
Lisa cried out as powerful contractions tore through her body. She would have flown off the sofa if Mario hadn't held her fast. "I'm cumming ... I'm cumming...." she wailed, rocking beneath him. During the heat of her spasm, she positioned her throbbing clit against his still-hard dick and massaged it. The sweet friction deepened her orgasm. "Oh God-" Her pussy tightened around his quivering cock, milking it for all it was worth.
Mario collapsed on top of her. His climax had robbed him of energy. It was always like this between them. Sex with Lisa was perfect. He couldn't possibly ask for more.
Lisa was still raking her nails over Mario's butt, purring with contentment. His cock, reduced to a semi-hard state, was yet buried inside her. She made no sign for him to withdraw, for his jism could pour from her pussy. Mario had cum a great deal-more than he had in a while.
"You enjoyed that, eh, babe?" he murmured, flicking his tongue at her ear.
"Mmmmmm," she replied, kissing his cheek. "It's always good."
"So good that you'll always want it?"
She smiled dreamily. "Sure."
"And how would you like to go to bed having it, then waking up and having it again?"
She opened her eyes and peered at him suspiciously. "What are you getting at?"
He laughed, then reached for his jacket which was thrown on the floor. Lisa nearly lurched when she saw the small box in his hand.
"This can't be for real," she gasped.
He popped it open. The engagement ring sparkled as he brought it closer. Lisa wasn't a professional in identifying stone quality, but she estimated the diamond to be almost a carat. Tears streamed from her eyes without hesitation. "Mario...." she whispered, shaking.
"Babe ... will you marry me?"
Her voice couldn't function, but her heart did. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight. Finally, after garnering adequate strength, she said, "Yes! Yes! Absolutely yes!"
Lisa could not believe her dreams were answered. She had longed for this day. Mario was everything she wanted in a man. She had known he was the right choice after an endless search. She had been hurt before-by Rick-but found someone far better.
Thoughts of her former boyfriend instantly plagued her. Mario observed her deflated expression. "What's the matter, babe?"
"Were you thinking of a big wedding?"
"Of course. It'll be the biggest party we'll ever have."
"Rick Grant will be your best man, won't he? After all, he's your best friend...."
Mario began to picture her disturbance. He met Lisa through Rick, and had been insanely jealous.
Rick had never given Lisa the affection she deserved. He was usually on a pussy prowl, taking pride in every notch he carved. Lisa's dumping him afforded Mario the chance he needed. "Well, sure. It only makes sense. We've been buddies since college."
"And it also makes sense for me to choose Mary Jane Harris as my maid of honor."
Mario swallowed heavily. Mary Jane was his girlfriend prior to Lisa. Christ, Mary Jane! He couldn't understand how someone so vain and shallow could be the best friend of Lisa-a caring, tender person. Mario wasn't certain whether Mary Jane's fondness for her mirror exceeded her liking for him. Ironically, Mary Jane had acquainted him with Lisa and from there, nature had taken its course. He doubted neither Rick nor Mary Jane suspected that the outcome of their introductions would have brought him and Lisa to this juncture.
"Perhaps it would be advisable to elope," Lisa mentioned. "I can't imagine planning a full-scale wedding with those two...."
Mario shook his head. "Our relationships with them are old news. Rick wouldn't be bothered, and Mary Jane has other interests. I'm sure they'd give us their blessings...."
Lisa sighed. "I'm not so sure of that. Mary Jane might not take it well...."
"Nonsense. She's your best friend."
Lisa grinned, then ran a finger along Mario's face. "You forget ... we share confidences. I'm fairly positive she's never gotten over you."
"What?"
"Oh, she pretends to be aloof, but she's a poor actress."
Mario nuzzled Lisa's neck. "That's her problem."
"And what about Rick?" she ventured. "He's definitely anti-marriage. He'll do everything in his power to talk you out of it."
"Not a chance."
Lisa was going to prolong their debate, but Mario had other plans. The hard thickness of his cock did not totally diminish from orgasm. It got stiff in her pussy. The burgeoning width strained her cunt lips and pushed against her clit. She shivered. Mario, with his flashing eyes and satyric grin, silently bid her to lay on her back and resume their hot, wet fucking.
"Ohhhhh...." Lisa panted. "You're making my snatch bend ... ohhhhhhh!"
"Better get used to it, babe ... we're gonna be doin" this a whole lot ... you know, my marital privilege...." Mario pumped her with hard dick, transporting her to familiar heights of ecstasy.
The smooth, steady plunge of his shaft made her dysfunctional. Lisa had little recourse but to enjoy the procession of sensations that were fed her. She pressed her head into the sofa cushions and writhed, placing demand on her shoulder blades to hoist her pussy. Mario sliced neatly into her cunt, robbing her of air and rendering her joyfulness. His slow, heavy thrusts spared her nothing. The onslaught of bliss was dizzying....
"Baby...." she sizzled in his ear, "oh yes ... fuck me ... fuck me...." Her hand returned to his ass, encouraging him, urging his wanton pitch into her sodden pussy. His re-entry into the various elevations of her snatch was even sweeter. Mario was so quick to bring her to furious arousal. He had her gulping air, clawing for his sweat-drenched body as his stretched cock dipped into the lower regions of her cunt.
"Yeah ... feels good." Mario lifted himself, kneeling between Lisa's legs as he fucked her. He watched his dick slide through her pussy lips, then closed his eyes with a shudder. Jesus ... A hot tickle raced to his balls.
This wasn't a time to think with his mind, when circumstances compounded an otherwise ideal situation-Mario elected to think with his cock. It was a more delectable choice.
He gazed at his bride-to-be and felt love flow from his body into hers. The fact that their loins were interlocked made the transfer further delicious. Her cuntlips moistly enveloped his shaft, sucking it within her soft flesh. He rode her for several wonderful moments, then captured her ankles and held them high. He plunged roughly into her pussy, enjoying the hot smack of their groins, letting out pleasure cries. He felt his spent cum, all squishy inside, around his pummeling cock. The added lubrication enhanced the intimacy.
"Ohhhhh!" Lisa sobbed as he separated the moist folds of her pussy with his cock, pushing it evenly to her creamy center. Her legs felt numb, elevated by him. She was overcome with rapture. He made her ache, but she loved every second of it. Mmmmmmmm. If this was to be her marital obligation, she gladly accepted it. Pleasing this man was a joy ... there was so much of him to satisfy....
Lisa was about to fondle her clit, but Mario caught her wrist and detained her.
"Let me do that for you," he muttered.
He showed her how his thick cock could stroke her equally well. She shivered as it rubbed against her swollen love button and gasped.
"Ohhhhh ... it's so good ... baby, I'm about to cum ... I'm trying to delay it, but ... ohhhhhh.
"It's okay, babe. Cream on my dick ... it feels good to do it ... yeah, fuck my dick...."
This new position enabled Lisa to get her hands on Mario's balls. She cupped them tenderly, giving them a soothing touch.
Mario shuddered. "Christ, that feels great...."
"Mmmmm. You should be on the receiving end...."
He chuckled softly, then his laughter became more gruff.
"Babe ... your pussy is so tight ... even after I jizzed, it still grabs my cock ... are you almost ready...."
"Sure...."
His dick was about to explode. Lisa was already crying out, dropping her hand from his balls and gulping air. She moved faster and faster, then went rigid. Her contractions were strong, undying. Mario slammed himself between her legs, burying his cock to the hilt. His last thrust made her pleasure final-and his. "Ugghhhhhhh ... arrrghhhhhhhh!"
Mario didn't leave Lisa's place until sometime after three in the morning. He would have spent the night, but since he still lived at home, he didn't want his mother to worry. She was the definitive Italian mother, who kept an ear to the door to ensure her son had returned safely. His decision not to take his own apartment was the subject of many jokes among his friends. They pestered him about not cooking for himself or doing his own laundry. Mario ignored their teasing, knowing he had the best of both worlds.
His mother probably knew what he was up to until the early hours of the morning with Lisa, but never verbalized it. As her oldest son, he could do no wrong. His younger brother, Joe, wasn't exempt. Joe was wild and inconsiderate. He sometimes didn't arrive before breakfast, having spent the night fucking a number of girls-along with Rick-at some motel. Mario had heard plenty of stories of those two taking one two, three chicks at a time, banging them in turn. Life was one big party to them. His mother constantly lectured Joe, encouraging him to be more like Mario. Naturally, Joe defied her rule.
Shortly after parking his car in the garage and heading toward the two-flat, he saw a familiar silhouette materialize. She came to him from the shadows, her expression furious and thirsty.
"Where the hell have you been?" demanded Mary Jane Harris. "I've been here since midnight. I didn't figure you would be fucking her for hours...."
Mario grimaced. "I should be the one asking that question. What are you doing here? You have no right-" He was unaccustomed to having her prey upon him at his doorstep. Mary Jane wasn't the type. She expected the jealous attention of others.
Particularly in the moonlight, Mary Jane was appetizing. Her fiery-red hair and pale complexion were at their best. Her green eyes softened as the weight of his words sank. Petulance wasn't an emotion Mario easily absorbed. "I'm sorry, honey. It's just ... I wanted you tonight. I thought we could go somewhere ... you know...." She caressed his shoulders and breathed faintly into his face. Her fingers were feathery, tingly....
"No," Mario proclaimed, jarring himself from temptation. "It's been over since Lisa. You knew that."
Mary Jane shrugged. "I didn't realize things had heated up between you two. I thought you were just going to fuck her. Nothing serious, mind you ... I figured a little cock would give her a better attitude toward men, especially after Rick fucked her over."
"I'm going to marry her."
Mary Jane swallowed roughly. "You ... what?"
"I proposed to her tonight," he said firmly, enjoying her withering expression, "and gave her a ring."
"God!" Mary Jane clamped her hands to her ears, as though unwilling to hear more. She shook with anger. "No! I won't let you ... that wasn't suppose to happen."
"It did. Lisa makes me happy, which is more than I can say for you...."
Mary Jane dismissed anything he further stated. Her flitting eyes and tense lips mirrored her shock. Mario could only guess what stream of thought swept through her narrow mind. Generally Mary Jane didn't listen; if something was said she didn't like, her brain rejected all but select words and created a new definition. Before their conversation ended, he wouldn't be surprised if news of his impending marriage had been totally negated.
"I can't let you marry her," she murmured, her eyes flashing. "I won't allow it...."
"Seems to me you don't have a choice. Lisa has happily accepted. You're going to be her maid of honor."
"No!" she snarled, clamping her hands once again to her ears. "You can't marry her. You...." She gazed at him with adoration and floated into his arms. Her pert tits brushed against his chest. Her hand went between his legs, massaging his crotch. "What about us, baby? Are you forgetting about me, what I meant to you? Do you actually want to give this up? It could be so much better than what you have with Lisa.
"It's too late, babe," he proclaimed firmly, seizing her wrist and removing it from his almost-hard cock. He was still susceptible to Mary Jane's touch; another few seconds of her gentle finger action would have given him a fucking hard-on. "You can label yourself responsible. You ordered me to take her out, to fuck her. How was I suppose to know I would fall in love with her...."
"God!" Mary Jane was tormented by the terms he pronounced. "How could you want her when you can have me?"
"Hey, babe. That's your best friend you're talking about. Go easy...."
Tears poured from her eyes. "I realize what my relationship is to Lisa. Whatever you may think, I do love her, too. I want what's best for Lisa." She balled her fist and shook it. "But surrendering you entirely to her is more than I can bear...."
"Like I said, it's a little late in the game to be starting over. We're heading toward a new phase in our lives. I would have expected you to wish us well."
Gradually Mary Jane backed away from him. Her expression was accusatory. "Well, I won't grant you that, because your wedding isn't going to happen."
He sighed. "You're deluded."
"Call me a sore loser if you want, but this is something I won't gracefully permit. Mark my words, Mario baby, you and Lisa won't be tying the knot after all. I'll personally see to it...."
"You're wasting your breath. And do me a favor: pretend to be surprised when Lisa breaks the news to you. I wouldn't want you to embarrass yourself, letting her know we had this conversation. Lisa thinks the world of you. Let's not shatter your image."
"It won't happen," she repeated, retreating into the shadows. "It won't happen.
CHAPTER TWO
Rick Anderson trudged up the front steps of his apartment after a night of heavy drinking with Joey Benodito. They'd enjoyed themselves, but Rick found himself missing Mario more and more these days. He recalled the old days in which Mario accompanied them. Those times remained fresh in his mind. The laughs were good and life was much sweeter. It was before Mario became serious about Lisa. Jesus ... Lisa. A nice girl who had once been his before he botched things. Rick initially accepted the loss without contest. The girl Lisa found him with had gotten his dick out of his pants and in her mouth. Shit! He had a fucking hard-on with saliva dripping from it, and he was about to cum! The girl, staring defiantly at Lisa, was quite willing to complete the job. An ugly scene. At the time, Joe was too arrogant to care. Now he realized his mistake. Lisa was the best thing that had happened to him, and he was too narrow-minded to see it. Oh well. Rick never revealed his disappointment to Mario. They were close buddies. He didn't want to impose guilt.
Joey was a blast to be with. The kid was wild. A year younger than Mario, he displayed more of an adventuresome spirit, a higher tolerance for alcohol ... and was a pro at playing the babes in the bar. Joey could attract pussy with his eyes. Mario had also been successful, but ran a smoother operation. Most girls he had pestered him with phone calls, begging for another shot at the Benodito equipment. Rick grinned at the number of times Mario had to bring one or two of them outside to the car to fuck; when they returned, those girls were like contented kittens, pawing him. They loved him at the bar.
That was ancient history. Lisa kept Mario honest.
Jesus. He couldn't fight it. Memories of Lisa haunted him. Perhaps that was why he decided not to take the shipment of pussy he landed with Joey over to the motel. By now, Joey must have gone through two of them. He often saw Joey in action: one on his face, one on his cock and sometimes one getting his finger. Joey knew how to handle himself. Rick enjoyed groups, too ... but not tonight.
He was about to insert the key in the door when he heard footsteps from behind. The faint clicking sounds-like high heels hitting pavement-were definitely female. He turned to check it out.
"Rick-"
He knew who it was before she climbed out of the shadows. "Jesus, Mary Jane, it's three-fucking-thirty in the morning. I've got to get some sleep-"
"Late partying, hmmmm?" she teased in that annoying voice of hers. "I'm surprised you made it back alive."
"What do you want?" he groaned.
Mary Jane became serious. "We have to talk. Mario and Lisa are getting married."
Rick swallowed roughly. He had that feeling the night was going to end on a sour note. "Great."
"You're not happy for your best friend?"
"Sure."
"Liar. You don't want it to happen anymore than I do."
Rick sighed. It was his own fault. He was foolish enough to let her go. Mario deserved her-he knew how to be faithful. He wasn't, however, going to acknowledge it with Mary Jane. Of all the girls he'd known in his lifetime, Mary Jane was one of the few he absolutely couldn't trust. Her interests were chiefly her own. She was a self-seeking, self-pleasing individual. He wasn't amazed Mario had no problem freeing himself of her tentacles.
"Leave me alone," he dismissed her, entering his building. "I'm tired...."
Mary Jane wasn't one to be readily ejected. She was right behind him before he closed the door. "It's dangerous to ignore me, Rick."
He shrugged her off, preferring to plod up the stairs than listen to her scheming. His period with Lisa was a closed chapter. Mary Jane's relationship with Mario fell apart a year ago.
When they reached his apartment, Rick made no effort to bar her entrance. She would eventually leave when he failed to give her any attention.
"You can't convince me you don't care," Mary Jane said, sliding her svelte body onto his sofa. "There hasn't been a time I haven't seen you glance in her direction and not look pained...."
Rick threw himself into a large stuffed chair, then slammed his balled fist into the arm. "Did you come here to rub it in? Is that how you get your kicks lately?"
"You think this news makes me glad? Come on, Rick ... you know how I feel about Mario."
"You didn't seem to like him very much last year when you volunteered him for stud service."
"What do you expect? Lisa was miserable. You cheated on her, you bastard-as if that had come as any surprise. You always possessed the morals of an alley cat...."
"Fuck you."
"I did what any good friend would-offered my boyfriend for a little diversion." Mary Jane seemed wistful as he remembered the situation. "How was I to know one thing would lead to another?"
"Face up to it, Mary Jane. You couldn't be bothered. The way you behaved, you were glad to unload him on Lisa. You were having illusions of grandeur-other fish to fry ... I'll bet you didn't even notice what was happening for months."
She flinched. "I suppose I was rather callous."
"You treated the guy like shit."
"We don't have to split hairs over this." Mary Jane made her voice seductive, husky. "Let's end this squabble. If we're to become partners in crime...."
Rick threw his legs apart, sighing. "What? What are you talking about?"
"We've got to pool our resources," she said, sliding off the sofa and crawling toward him. Her face glowed with anticipation. "We'll sabotage their engagement ..."
Rick watched her pendulous boobs swing. Usually he wasn't susceptible to Mary Jane, but perhaps all this female cunning and his not having had sex tonight contributed to gradual stirrings. "Pool?" he echoed, wondering what kind of nipples she had. "Sabotage?"
Mary Jane stroked the hard muscles in his thighs with her long, painted nails. She had a whispery touch. Her lips were parted, moistened by her tongue. Stray strands of blonde hung over her forehead. Her blue eyes-bright and flashing-bore an inviting message. He had never consciously thought of Mary Jane as sexy, but even when he most disliked her, there was an appealing quality he couldn't discount. Briefly he wondered how great a fuck she was. Her snobbish behavior aside, a rollicking good time between those slim legs was conceivable. Mario didn't make details public, so he was left to his imagination.
Maybe he should have gone with Joey and the girls to the motel. Being alone with Mary Jane was affecting him....
"We could see to it that they have doubts about wanting to get married," she said, her voice low and penetrating. "If you encouraged Lisa, gave her hope that your relationship with her could be revived, while I worked on Mario...."
"How could you do that to your best friend?"
"This is your chance to win her back," Mary Jane went on, stroking his leg. She was careful not to venture too closely to his crotch. "I'm told the second time around is better. You know you want her...."
"And you want Mario all to yourself, huh?"
"Let's say I miss old times...." Rick grinned, folding his arms behind his head. "You miss that big Italian dick of his, huh?"
Mary Jane smiled, but refused to verbally acknowledge his comment. She ran her eyes over his body and liked what she saw. Rick filled out a T-shirt nicely: the muscular definition of his chest was spectacular. His thighs were trim yet solid. She had always regarded him as a beach bum, with his blond hair and rugged looks. It was obvious why he never had a problem getting women. Rick was definitely all man-yet he wasn't Mario.
Sex with Mario was incredible. Mary Jane suffered goose bumps mulling over him. She had been a bubblehead to give him up. She went through an immature period, dissatisfied with everything she had, searching for the superior, the unobtainable. That last episode with the baseball player taught her a valuable lesson. It didn't matter how attractive the man was-it was the chemistry. None of the men she attempted to replace Mario with achieved that. Magnetism was nonexistent. In the end, she didn't find anyone more fetching than Mario-no one who summoned the feverish vibrations she had when near him.
Sending him signals the past several months didn't work; Mario existed solely on Lisa's wave length. The body language she employed-moistening her lips, flashing her eyes, letting her skirt inch up her shapely thigh-was disregarded. He once found her irresistible; unfortunately, she was afraid she ranked significantly lower in his affections.
Given his impending marriage, Mary Jane could ill-afford wasting a moment. She needed to forge this partnership. Mary Jane wagered that Lisa still burned a torch for Rick. She didn't consider her actions improper; though Lisa was her best friend, she felt in heart that she wasn't suited for Mario. She was actually doing her a favor. Rick was her first true love; he, too, stood to gain if he took his part seriously.
"Well," she purred, stroking his thigh. "Do we have a deal?"
Mary Jane's touch was dizzying. Rick felt his cock stir at brushing fingertips. He recognized trouble, yet it was his body which made the decision. "How about clinching it with a little sex?" She ran her tongue across her lips. "Let that be the carrot. We can fuck when we celebrate success...."
"I need some incentive."
"Can't wait, huh?"
He shook his head, daring her with his eyes.
Mary Jane was fairly certain before coming here that she couldn't ask a favor without giving one. She knew Rick's appetite was powerful, but nothing she couldn't handle. Perhaps the most effective method of enslaving him would be through her pussy. Fucking him wasn't altogether an unpleasant thought. Surrendering the prize this early, however, would lessen the thrill.
"How about if I gave you some head?" she whispered. "There'll be more later...."
"Sure." Easing his legs around her, he thrusted his crotch. "I always wondered what it would be like being in Mary Jane Harris" mouth...."
She smoothed her palms over both his thighs, letting him anticipate the oral pleasure she would give. "Are you up for it, stud?"
"Make me...." he encouraged hoarsely.
Mary Jane pressed her cheek against his groin. The faint throb of his cock was found. She glanced at him. Rick peered down, awaiting lip and tongue activity.
"Take it out," he ordered.
Mary Jane almost let out a snicker-yet held it in check. Men were simple to manipulate. Bestowing their cocks with attention essentially made them into putty.
Slowly she unbuckled his pants, letting the suspense mount. His eyes were in pursuit of her every movement. His zipper came down easily. She relaxed the elastic band of his underwear over his crotch. His cock was amazingly flaccid. Apparently spending the night consuming great quantities of alcohol diminished his sexual powers. Mary Jane trusted herself to repair them.
She gave his thing a kiss. "This needs to get a lot bigger...."
"Use your tongue."
"Mmmmmmmm." She slurped it and felt his body tense. Mary Jane proceeded to nibble on his cockhead, flicking her tip rapidly around the rim. She teased him with her lips, watching his shaft twitch to life. His dick expanded, encouraged by the playful dabs she administered. She experienced the first taste of his lust-heated prick. Mary Jane loved the taste and filling sensation of cocksucking. Rick had a cock that was going to be a feast.
Rick cupped her head. "Jesus...." His breath was sucked from his lungs. Heated eruptions raced to the center of his stomach. "Come on ... swallow me ... suck...."
Mary Jane gladly accepted instruction. She widened her lips and covered his bloated crown. Her hot saliva washed over him, drenching him in its heat. Her tongue swirled out, around. "God, you taste good...."
"Yeah ... oh yeah," he muttered, closing his eyes. His jaw went slack as he was consumed by a mass of quaking cells. The size of his cock increased with each mouthing-. Rick's head rolled along the back of the chair as he fought to gain control. Mary Jane's oral command was incredible.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, scooping more of his throbbing length. He continued to grow in her mouth. She readily swallowed his enlarged cock, treating him to a moist vacuum. She vibrated his underside with her tip, urging him to fully harden.
Rick slumped in his chair, groaning from Mary Jane's suck. He couldn't believe he had her in his apartment late at night, blowing him. This was wrong-wrong, he repeatedly told himself. He was bargaining with the devil. Mary Jane was going to turn Mario against him if he agreed to do her bidding. Yet he found he couldn't stop himself ... couldn't keep his cock from getting stiff ... and soon wouldn't be able to keep from cumming.
He saw her gobble him. Jesus, she gave good head. Look at her lips wrapped about his dick, practically tugging the jism from it. Yeah ... and the rinse of saliva, swirling around his shaft as she took him whole. He was entirely erect and getting devoured. Mary Jane had no problem handling his nine inches. She appeared to be enjoying herself as she ate his cock. She sucked so good....
Mary Jane filled her mouth with cock. She rubbed her lips over his swollen thing, lavishing him with sweet pulsations. She knew she was driving Rick out of his mind. He'd gotten huge from her lip and tongue provoking efforts. Mary Jane sucked his dick deep into her throat, taking as much as she could without gagging. He seemed to keep growing-so large, in fact, she had to ease off to get a breath of air.
"Keep with me, baby...." he muttered, pressing down on her head. "Suck more...."
Rick's hips shifted under her luscious tonguing. She did her best. His dick was big, throbbing with hot juice and blood. Huge veins bulged from the shaft. Size meant nothing-she would conquer it. Shifting her position, she stuffed herself with meat. Mmmmmmmm. She wanted him to cum harder than he ever had before. It would only serve to her advantage....
Her fingers curled around his balls, caressing them. He trembled from her feathery touch. She deepened her grope, pleasing him with circular motion. A little more of this and perhaps he would explode....
Sucking Rick, however, sent her into a highly stimulated mood. She recalled how aroused she became when blowing Mario. Having his stiff cock in her mouth, feeling its heated vibrations while lapping it made her pussy moist. She often stirred Mario's sexual impulses so thoroughly that before she brought him to climax, he removed himself from her sucking lips and climbed on top of her. God ... she had moaned with pleasure as his throbbing dick entered her. It was her reward for getting it nice and hard. Ohhhhhhh! Memories of it even now made her hot and juicy. Her clit hummed with excitement, demanding it be fingered. Mary Jane slid her hand between her legs. Ohhhhhh! Grinding her tip against that damp area of her panties was exactly what she needed. When she rubbed her mouth over Rick's cock, it was with heightened enthusiasm. She recognized it was due to Mario, but since Rick happened to be there, he was recipient of her hunger.
Rick caught her jiggling herself in the heat of the moment. "Is my dick making you hot? Why don't you come sit on me and give yourself a treat...."
Mary Jane declined, preferring to lower her saliva-rich lips over his shaft.
He groaned as her mouth totally engulfed him, luring him back to splendor. Good old Mary Jane. She wouldn't budge, even if it meant depriving herself of something. He could tell she wanted to fuck, yet wouldn't give him that. "Okay, baby ... but you're gonna have to swallow it. I haven't cum in a few days ... there'll be a lot...."
Mary Jane's tiny mewls dared him to erupt. She was going to gag on his load-the bitch.
She explored the full length of his cock, stroking with her eager fingers. His dick was rock hard, primed and filled with fuck power. While sucking, she grazed the bulging firmness of his balls. She hummed with delight against his shaft as she unearthed his groans of passion. He surged and jerked between her lips.
"Jesus Christ...." Rick muttered, overcome. His voice was hoarse with agonized need.
She could feel his body shudder. Her level of arousal mounted at a similar pace. As she rubbed her open mouth up and down the tall-standing cock, her tongue snaked out to flick fiery caresses.
The darting contact and sucking pressure made Rick lose direction. He got more anxious and wanted to feel his dick jammed deep in her sexy little throat.
"Suck it, Mary Jane," he growled. "Take in my cock ... suck me deep...."
Mary Jane was more than ready for that. Her pussy tightened with excitement and even her tits began to ache-they were so swollen. She wanted him to fuck her, but even more, she wanted to fuck her mouth with his big, long dick.
In time, she reminded herself, in time....
Her fingers curled around the base of his shaft, holding him, as she slowly lowered her wide-open lips over his bulging crown. The association was electric.
Mary Jane swallowed until her lips had enveloped his thick stem. She paused, savoring the feel of having his solid cock embedded in her throat, then hungry to devour more, she nudged forward again. Steadily, inch after inch disappeared in the pink circle of her mouth. It throbbed in her mouth, pushed against the back of her throat.
"You're so fucking good ... oh yeah ... eat it ... swallow me ... stroke me with those hot lips...." Rick enjoyed every second he was absorbed in spit. He pushed down on her head, urging her to take more. Despite having been half asleep at this hour moments earlier, he was totally awake and pulsating. He had to squelch the impulse to get between her legs and fuck her. His dick ached to slide in and out of her pussy, but her mouth would have to do....
Mary Jane's heart thudded wildly. The heat of his body seemed to rise from him like steam. It was a heat that matched her own....
The long shaft of his cock glistened as she pulled away, gulping air. Saliva oozed down the stiff column. Without wasting another second, she was back on it, working him into her throat while listening to his fresh groans of ecstasy.
She kept thinking how good it would feel having this solid, beating mass inside her pussy. Images of laying back, moaning as he fucked her dominated her mind-and made her wet. Before tonight, she had never entertained such thoughts of Rick-it was Mario who drew her passion.
Hot, sweltering desire caused her body to rebel. Her finger slithered back to her clit and rubbed. Ohhhhhh! It wasn't enough. She needed something hard and thick grinding against it.
"You don't have to do that," Rick mentioned raggedly. "Get on top of me...."
"No...." she panted, then sunk her lips over his cock. She took him whole, swallowing his entire shaft.
"Jesus-"
Mary Jane moaned in muffled anxiety when she felt Rick's hands clamp her head. He pulled her, incredibly, even closer to his body.
Rick tensed his hips and started rotating them. He was going to ream out her throat. His cock revolved in small, tight circles. Her nostrils flared to drag in air. His hands, curled in the thick fall of her hair, held her securely to his groin.
She teased him with her tongue, lashing out with her limber tip. She sucked hard, even while he ground himself between her lips. Second by second, her excitement accelerated.
Rick hesitated for a moment, gathering his breath. "Gonna fuck you now," he muttered brokenly. "Fuck that hot mouth of yours with slow, slow strokes...."
Mary Jane eagerly met his movements-advancing until her lips clasped the base of his big rod, then retreating until only his plump cockhead remained in its slippery grip. Back and forth she sucked, licked, nibbled. His cock, swelling as she worked it, seemed to near its explosive point.
Sensual electricity rocketed through her body, settling in her sweetly agitated cunt. Her pussy oozed with juice, coating her panties and the insides of her thighs. Her clit begged to be stroked-an indulgence she refused to grant herself. The next time would definitely take her over the edge....
Rick fucked in and out of her mouth with heightening fury. His thick cock urgently sliced through her wide-stretched mouth. The tension inside him thrived until he could contain it no longer.
Mary Jane sensed the gathering. Her heart trip-hammered at the prospect of his jizz flooding her mouth. She wanted his cum, thirsted for it. The thought of his warm spew rushing down her throat made her dizzy.
"Sure you don't want me to fuck you, baby?" he mumbled, barely fighting the impulse to cum. "Huh? It'll feel so good ... Come sit on me now-"
"Mmmmmmmm," she panted, urgently mouthing him. His invitation was so tempting, yet....
"Jesus, now ... now," Rick groaned.
His body went momentarily numb, then he smashed his groin to her lips, burying his meat as deeply as possible. She felt the rhythmic pumping of his embedded dick, tasted the hot pulpy spurts of his cum.
"Arrgghhhhh...." he gasped, feeding her his eruption.
Moaning almost mindlessly, Mary Jane swallowed. Firmly she pressed with her lips, ejecting more of his white goo. Mmmmmmmm....
She took it all, savoring the sexy taste of his cum. When the flow slackened she swirled her tongue, lapping up every last drop. She felt his body relax ... the sexual anxiety diminished-for now.
She remained nestled between his legs as he sat slumped on the chair. She kept on sucking at his cock, softly, keeping him semi-hard.
"Did you like that?" she murmured.
"Christ, yes ... but I'd really like to fuck you."
"You'll get the chance-as long as you do as I say."
He groaned. "Yeah ... I love that tongue action."
"Are you going to get Lisa to suck you?" He pressed down on her head. "She's done it before ... there, lick me there ... yeah ..."
"Did you like fucking her?"
"Sure ... she was dynamite...."
"I'll bet she loved fucking this big cock of yours," she sighed, fondling him with her lips. "I can't imagine how great it feels...."
"Sit on me and you'll find out.
Lisa took her mouth away and slowly got to her feet. "I'll wait my turn. You've had enough for now."
"Awww, come on, Mary Jane. That was just warm-up...."
"I want you to call Lisa and arrange a private meeting. If you get to first base, there'll be another taste...."
"You're not going to leave me like this?" he complained, indicating the painfully hard dick standing between his legs. "When I get like this, I can go for hours...."
"Save it for Lisa." She blew him a kiss and retreated to the door.
"What the hell am I supposed to do?" he asked, frustrated.
"What else? Jerk off."
"Mary Jane," he growled. "Get your ass back here."
It was too late. He was shouting at the door as it shut. The fucking bitch was going to give him blue balls. Christ, he would have never suspected she'd be that good. She really sucked the hell out of his dick. It would have been great fucking her, having both her mouth and cunt. He would take his revenge for her deserting him in this condition....
In the meanwhile, he was going to try winning Lisa back. Wasn't it true: all was fair in love and war? If he was successful, he'd have Lisa ... then give Mary Jane a little payback. The thought of pumping her with his dick all night kept him swollen.
Jesus. Mary Jane was devious ... but that part of her excited him. Against his will, he found himself obeying her command....
CHAPTER THREE
"Breakfast!"
Joe Benodito protested as he attempted to lift himself from bed. Energy was in short supply. He had gotten home almost three hours ago after spending an incredible night with two girls. He would have stayed at the motel, but he had to drive them home. His dick, still tingling from saliva and pussy juice, was possibly the only part of his body that didn't ache....
The door to his bedroom was thrown open. His mother's tone bore little sign of tolerance. "Joseph. Breakfast. Now."
The clap of her hands provoked his eyelid to function. He stared wildly at her, then nodded.
Though he loved her dearly, he wished she wouldn't adhere to her morning rituals with such tenacity. It was tradition that she fixed a large breakfast for his brother and him-possibly the only time in the day they saw each other. Their mother insisted upon this one allowance. She claimed that since their lives were so hectic, the least they could do was honor her with their presence at one meal. Breakfast was her meal of choice. Regardless if he or Mario partied all night, they were expected to show up-bloodshot eyes were inexcusable.
Delicious smells wafted from the kitchen. Perhaps getting something into his stomach would cure his hangover. Joe trudged from his room, maintaining that thought.
Mario was already at the table, gulping down a large glass of orange juice. His plate was stacked with piping-hot pancakes, bacon and eggs. Their mother, Celeste Benodito, had a similar amount of food arranged on his dish.
"So nice of your to bother gracing us with his presence," she declared, taking a seat. While her sons feasted on a heavy breakfast, Celeste chose a cup of coffee and grapefruit. She received pleasure from their visible enjoyment of her cooking.
"I didn't get much sleep," Joe muttered, flopping into his chair. Mechanically he began shoveling in his food.
Celeste shook her head. She was the definitive Italian mother: warm, loving-perhaps a touch smothering-delighting in the role of martyr. Her eternal sacrifice to provide them a stable home environment was often a subject discussed. "It's a wonder you're still alive, behaving the way you do. Mario doesn't appear to suffer from the same problem...."
"He used to," Joe mentioned under his breath.
"At least I'm comforted by the knowledge you boys obtain some nourishment during the day." She sighed. "I wish I had you for supper as well. I miss cooking ... since your father's not around anymore...."
Joe and Mario, locking glances, chewed slower. Whenever their mother wanted to compel them to do something, she made mention of their father. Guilt was a commodity Celeste used to great advantage.
"Were you thinking of tonight?" Mario ventured.
Celeste sighed. "That would marvelous ..."
"Would you mind if I brought Lisa?"
"That lovely girl? It would be a pleasure having her." She turned to Joe. "I'm sure you'd give anything to have someone like Lisa."
Joe made a face at Mario. "I'll be patient."
Mario laughed. "Let him enjoy sowing his oats, Mama."
Celeste sipped her coffee. "You boys think I don't know what you do when you're with your women. You forget I was young once myself...." Joe thought of the blonde sucking his dick while the brunette climbed on his face to get her pussy eaten. That, in conjunction with his mother's comment, didn't quite make it. "I believe times are considerably different, Mama."
"I doubt it. As they say, there's nothing new under the sun." She placed her cup down and rose. "I'll be right back. Got to toss another load into the washing machine. You boys certainly keep me busy around here. You're lucky to have someone picking up after you."
Joe grimaced as he dug into his pancakes. "You don't look as though you're hurting this morning. Weren't you out late with Lisa?"
"I managed to get back early. Listen, I want to tell you something."
"Huh?"
"I proposed to Lisa last night."
Joe choked down his food. "You ... you're getting married?"
"Shhhh. Don't let Mama hear. I plan to announce it over supper tonight."
"Wow. Does Rick know?"
Mario shook his head. "I'll mention it to him later. Hey, I hope you don't mind, but I was going to ask him to be my best man. I'd like you to be an usher."
Joe shrugged. "Suits me fine. You two were always buddies." He thought for a moment and snickered. "I wonder how Mary Jane's gonna take it."
Mario flinched. "I'm sure she'll be okay."
"Yeah, right." Joe threw him a knowing look and returned to his breakfast.
The phone rang a second later. Joe went to pick it up just as their mother re-entered the kitchen.
"Who could be calling so early?" she was curious, carrying a basket of towels to fold.
"Hi, lover," cooed a sexy female voice. "I was laying here, thinking of you."
It was the brunette from last night. He couldn't recall her name, but couldn't forget that mouth smearing his cock with hot saliva, then later when she sat on his face ... Mmmmmm. Her pussy had been sweet, juicy ... "Hi, babe. What's shakin'?"
"It must be one of his girlfriends," their mother concluded, and set the basket on the counter.
"I'm just laying in bed, still shaking from what we did last night...." she purred. "Oh Joey, you made me cum so much I'm dizzy..
He grinned. He thought she was dizzy from the start. "Oh yeah?"
"My pussy's so sore from your big dick, too. You stayed hard for hours, fucking us both before we got you to shoot ... oh Joey, I'm getting horny just thinking about it...."
He was getting a little horny himself. The stirrings of an erection threatened to expose him. His back facing his mother and brother ensured they wouldn't see his cock protrude from his skintight jeans. "Look, babe, why don't I catch you later-"
"You can't leave me like this, Joey. I'm so wet and hot for you....I'm still wearing that black lacy teddy from last night-the one that unsnaps at my pussy....Remember the way your stiff cock fit through it ... I didn't have to take it off while you fucked me...."
Christ. He swallowed roughly. She was incredible ... and abundantly aware of what she was doing to him. His cock stood at full attention. There was no hiding that massive swell in his jeans. No matter how he attempted to cool the hot thoughts that raced through his brain, their effect was sweeping. He pictured her moist pink flesh over his mouth while her voluptuous body swayed. He could hear her moan as he tongue-fucked her. That tangy moisture that trickled from her cunt made his hard dick ache. If her girlfriend weren't sucking on it-providing him much needed relief-he would have dragged that juicy cunt over to his dick and fucked her with it. He had gotten the chance to sink his thing between those sizzling snatchlips of hers later. She urged him to pound it in her, crying out as his thick member gained purchase of her soaked cunthole. Her pussy really grabbed his meat, milking his cum....
"We could get together later," he suggested, lowering his voice.
"I want you now," she whined. "I have to have all ten inches inside my snatch this very minute ..."
"Can't do," he muttered. "I "Joe, will you finish up and get back to your breakfast before it gets cold," his mother admonished. "Besides, you'll be late for work."
"I'm playing with myself, Joey," she panted. "Listen to how wet you've got me...." Soft, juicy sounds filled the receiver, accompanied by her breathless moan. "My pussy's hungry for your big dick ... it needs you inside it. Please, Joey ... skip work ... and get over here ... ohhhh ... I'm so hot for you ... ohhhh ... I'm gonna cum ... gonna cum ..."
Joe gripped the phone, exhaling slowly. He didn't think he could take much more. A small bead of cum oozed from his dick. He saw the wet spot in his jeans.
"Oh, look who just walked in," the brunette said. "Angel. Remember her? The blonde? Hmmmmm ... the one who blew you last night. You fucked her, too. Angel, honey, I've got Joey on the phone and he won't come over."
"He won't?" she giggled in the background. "Give me the phone." A second later, her unmistakable voice furnished an electrical charge.
"Joey, we need you for more ... I want to suck you again. I want to feel you in my mouth, taste that yummy cock ... didn't I make you explode? Mmmmmm ... it took three swallows, but I got it all down ... and you didn't get the least bit soft. Remember how you fucked us with it ... we each got a turn. Ohhhhhh ... I'm stroking my pussy ... it's still happy from your big dick....I sat on it for so long, moving up and down slowly, letting the heat between our legs build....Come on, Joey, we want to play some more...."
"Oh, Angel, all that dirty talk is making me hot," the brunette panted in the distance. "Why don't you lick me while I talk to Joey...."
"Yes, that would be fun. I'd like to slurp that sweet pussy of yours...."
Joe clenched his fist and trembled. He wanted to dash over and jump on those girls, but couldn't. The sound of their husky voices and the mental snapshots he formed forced him to keep listening.
"Joey ... Angel's face is between my legs. She's running her nose along my pussy lips ... it tickles....Her warm breath against my skin makes me shiver....mmmmm ... Now she's opening them with her tongue ... yeah ... they're just sliding apart ... ohhhhh. ... Isn't it juicy, Angel? That's what thinking about Joey did....Go ahead, taste it ... ohhhhh! Joey, she's sucking me....God, it feels so good ... ohhhhh yes, eat it, Angel ... eat my snatch ... make it warm for Joey's cock ... for when he sticks it in....Ohhh ... lick those cuntlips ... clean them with your tongue....Mmmm, Joey-she really does give great head ... I can see how she made you groan and cum so much....Ohhhhhh ... gently, Angel ... lap right up to my clit ... now suck it ... ohhhhh! That's it, Angel, suck my clit ... ohhhhhhh!"
For several prolonged moments, he heard her mounting cries. The brunette took the opportunity to lower the receiver by her pussy so that some of the sounds were captured. Joe envisioned her legs wrapped around Angel's head, her heels digging into her shoulders, motivating her fevered suck. She was forcing her cunt to Angel's mouth, feeding her its juice. As the brunette moaned and twisted, she arched her back and let her swollen nipples whip through the air. Joe anticipated the scene ... and burned with the desire to join them....
"She's eating it, Joey....God ... I'm about to cum ... ohhhhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmm ... you know what I wish, Joey? I wish I had your cock in my mouth ... I'd suck you to orgasm ... while Angel was licking my pussy....Wouldn't that be fun? I'd be swallowing your dick while Angel tongued me. Mmmmmm ... she's covering my clit with her lips ... her tongue ... it keeps vibrating over my hard clit ... ohhhhhhh! You can't imagine how great it feels ... Joey, please get over here ... you can fuck her from behind while she eats me....Think about it ... all of us cumming at once...."
"I swear, that girl is rude, keeping my boy from his breakfast," complained their mother from the table. "In my day, it simply wasn't done. Interruption during a meal was forbidden. Mario, what could she possibly have to tell him that would take this long? He's barely talking."
Oh God ... ohhh!" the brunette squealed. "Lick more ... ohhh! Yes ... ohhhh!" She paused, collecting her breath, then said, "Get on your back, Angel. I'm going to do you...."
The receiver exchanged hands. "Hi, Joey. It's Angel. Bunny's lowering her mouth over my snatch now. Mmmmm. Yes, use that tongue. Lick me ... lap that juice ... ohhh ... she's getting me hot, Joey....It would be perfect having your hard, muscled body over here, completing the triangle....We could give each other head at the same time ... Mmm, wouldn't that be nice? I'd really love to get my mouth on your cock again....Remember how hard I made it? Didn't take long, either. You just kept growing while I sucked on it ... oh! Bunny's not bad ... she's nibbling on my clit....I think I'm going to squeeze my nipples, they've gotten so large ... oh! They're sensitive ... may be because I let you grope them so tightly last night ... you couldn't seem to get your fill of them, kneading the tips with your fingers....When I saw that look on your face, I was tempted to put your dick between them and fuck you with my tits....Yeah ... that would have been great ... feeling your cum splatter my sweat-drenched flesh....God, Bunny's penetrating me with her tongue....Mmmm ... don't stop ... keep doing that ... jam it in there ... lick the sides ... oh! Joey, she's got her tongue where you were putting it ... where you put your cock ... not as deep, but it's in there....Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm ... fuck me with it, Bunny ... wiggle your tip ... more ... yes, more ... ohhhhhh!"
"This is getting to be a bit much," their mother complained. "I certainly hope he doesn't bring that girl home for dinner. I'm afraid I'd be compelled to give her a piece of my mind!"
"Leave him alone, Mama."
"He's tying up the line. I'm expecting a call from Dr. Thatcher. My hemorrhoids have been acting up...."
Joe curbed the impulse to touch his dick. The shaft swelled from his jeans, twitching. Jesus, these chicks made him hot-and almost cum in his pants. He could barely listen to another word. He wanted to lay on his back and let them climb all over him....
Angel made small noises of contentment from deep in her throat. She moaned in protest-probably from Bunny moving her mouth-then gasped as her hot spot was rediscovered. "Eat it, baby, eat it ... ohhhhhhh, yes, ohhhhh! Joey, she's making me cum ... I'm going to cum ... ohhhhhhh!" The receiver was slippery in Joe's grip. He resided over Angel's hoarse contractions, wishing he would be in her cunt and feel it tighten around his cock. Her howl of passion echoed over the line. Bunny did a fantastic job.
"Joey ... we need you ... now," Bunny panted. "Get over here ... we need a man ... please....We can't wait ... come on, Joey, come on...."
"Okay, I'll be right over," he said, then hung up. He bolted through the door without letting them see his physical condition. His hard-on bulged largely from his jeans. "Got to run, Mama. See you at dinner-" he called from the other room.
"What about your breakfast?" his mother was outraged.
The front door slammed, shutting off her proceeding scorn. Joe was far too excited to pay it much thought. His foremost concern was getting to Bunny's house.
As he hopped into the driver's seat, he stared down at the swollen shape between his legs. The urge was too powerful to defy. He reached down and stroked himself. Yeah ... now the next thing he wanted it to feel was Bunny's snatch-or maybe Angel's mouth. Saliva, cunt juice ... he'd let them do the work.
"Yeah ... oh yeah...." Joe groaned. He could barely watch the two tongues flicking at his cock, one on either side. Each lash made him tremble with desire. He dug his heels in the mattress and elevated his groin to meet their saliva-rich strokes.
Moments after he entered Bunny's room, the girls had descended upon him like starved animals. His shirt and jeans were removed hastily, their fingers working urgently. Bunny had gotten her mouth on him first, fastening it to his swollen cock in a hot suck. Angel, not to be excluded, started tonguing his balls. Their joint efforts left him weak. With little trouble, they propelled him to the bed and promptly gave him head.
If anything ranked high on his chart of fantasies, it was a two-on-one scene. These girls really did work themselves into a lather. He could tell from their wild expression and the smell of wet pussy. Joe was ecstatic to find himself in such a situation.
He had thought he left these two satisfied last night, but their hungry expressions informed him they were game for more. He must have been pretty good for them to want him back. The action was strong and steady, as he recalled. He was surprised his own sexual powers were resurgent. The girls had drained him earlier, yet his appetite was sharp and abounding.
"Hey ... I can't stay," he had mentioned while Bunny stuffed her face with his dick. "I've got to go to work."
"You're not going to make it in today," she murmured, before gobbling him whole.
"Yes," Angel panted. "We'll make sure of that...."
"Jesus...." he gasped, her tongue silencing him. The extravagant grip of her mouth made him weak, compliant.
"Mmmmmm," Bunny moaned, sliding her lips over his cock. She took him deep, caressing his balls as her mouth inched downward.
Joe shivered. His dick swirled in a warm shower of saliva and female breath. Her tongue curled around the head, then repeatedly lapped the rim until he let out a shuddering gasp. Her fingertips on his balls quickened his pulse.
Angel drifted up to him, applying feathery kisses on his shoulder, neck, lips. Her fingers wove through the dense matting of chest hair, lingering over hard muscle. Her exploration was stimulating, kindling a reaction that circled through his body.
Joe stroked Angel's nipple. "I really enjoyed your little session on the phone."
"We enjoyed it, too...."
"It gave me a hard-on."
"Mmmmmm. Good." She covered his mouth with her lips, thrusting her tongue.
Joe identified her remnants of Bunny's snatch. His cock throbbed at the thought, twitching in Bunny's heated grasp.
"It's getting bigger!" Bunny proclaimed in delight. "Mmmmm. I want it...."
Joe shook as her breath and saliva encased him, trailed by her compressed lips. He groaned in her hot pucker. Bunny worked him in a tight, pulsating suck. Her thick, sensuous lips were wrapped lovingly around his cock, urging it to remain stiff. She coaxed him with her tongue, tickling the swollen knob of his shaft with provoking licks.
Angel eased away from his face, panting. "Save some for me, Bunny ... I want a taste...."
Bunny, too engrossed in swallowing Joe, merely moaned. Her head bobbed up and down as she consumed his bone-solid cock.
Angel drifted between Joe's legs, positioning herself to blow him. Bunny's involvement with his cock left her with relatively little space for participation. Her luscious, slender body was spread across the bed, her butt propped high. As she sucked Joe, she rubbed her pussy against the bedding.
Joe guessed that she was massaging her clit. The small cheeks of her ass rotated slowly, building in excitement.
"Go all the way down, baby," he told her. "Suck that rod. I've got you wet, sucking on me, huh? Are you gonna give it to me good? Let's have some deep throat ... take all of me ... go up and down on me like that, baby...." He dropped his head to the pillow, unable to watch anymore. His cock was buried in her throat while Angel manipulated his balls with her tongue. She slurped that taut flesh until he was dizzy. The combined sensation of two tongues on him drove him wild. "Christ...."
Wet sounds emanated from his crotch. Angel was lapping his balls, gazing dreamily at him. Bunny's lips were fastened to his cock, absorbing him inch by inch. Neither appeared willing to abandon their spot.
Joe studied them until he was swept up by the fiery palpitations they nurtured. He closed his eyes, hitting the pillow with a rambling groan.
Angel pushed Bunny away from Joe's dick. "Aren't you going to share it with me?" she pouted. She stared at the saliva-drenched shaft with desire. "I want to feel it in my mouth.
Angel opened wide and took him in a contented squeal. Her lips latched onto him in a firm clasp. She ran them up and down the rigid column of flesh, soaking him in spit.
"Mmmmmmm...." she whispered, filling her mouth with him. There was so much of it to eat. Even when she attempted to down the entire shaft, she couldn't reach the bottom without gagging.
"Yeah...." Joe muttered. "Nice, long strokes. Pull up on the head ... now use your tongue ... oh yeah ... feels good ... suck it some more ... then I want one of you to sit on it.
"Me," Bunny panted. "I want you to fuck me with it ... have your thing in my pussy...."
"Come here," Joe ordered, his brain reeling from Angel's suction.
Bunny's warm, naked body brushed against him. Her nipples protruded from her tits. Joe stared at them, moistening his lips. Reading his starved expression, she made them available to him by bending over his face. Bunny moaned as Joe attached himself with a vengeance. "Ohhhhhh...." Joe gasped as he ate her nipple. Her tit was soft, cushiony. He grabbed it with his lips, then steadily vibrated his tip until the air was compressed from Bunny's lungs.
"Suck them ... suck my tits...." she blurted in the heat of passion. She raked her nails over Joe's powerful shoulders, pitching him toward her intoxicated flesh. Her unsound equilibrium caused her not to notice him dragging her over his aroused body.
"Get up here and sit on my dick," he grunted, demanding she straddle him.
Bunny slid her legs around Joe's firmly muscled flesh. Her ass rose above Angel's head, where she was busily sucking him. "Get out of the way," she told her in a husky tone. "I'm gonna fuck him...." Angel, leaving Joe's cock slick with saliva, removed her mouth just as Bunny lowered her buttcheeks. Joe, clamping her waist, helped drive it into her hot pussy.
"Ohhhhhhh...." Bunny whimpered, sinking her squishy cunthole over his pulsating shaft. "Oh God ... Angel, you made it so fucking hard...."
"Slam it down, baby," Joe said. "Cover me with that juicy snatch ... oh yeah ... nice and tight ... get it all the way in...."
"Jesus," Bunny wailed, sliding up and down. Her cuntlips, sealed fast to his cock, spread their sweet slime. She curved her back, her face a study of glowing ecstasy. "Angel ... you should feel it ... oh yeah ... it reaches so deep ... ohhhhhhhhh.
Joe's hands were on Bunny's tits, massaging the nipples. She was incredibly soft, while those stiff peaks were like pebbles. Bunny was exceptionally turned on. Her vibrations were experienced through their connected flesh. He tensed, letting her sink on him. Christ ... "Ride it, baby ... ride me ... shove your pussy to my cock....I'll give you a good fuck ... fuckin" dick is hard as a rock...."
Angel wasn't inclined to wait until Bunny climaxed before she could climb aboard. She wanted to fully participate, perhaps expedite Bunny's orgasm. Watching Bunny rise and drop her ass onto Joe made her burn with frustration. Impetuously she slid onto her stomach. Bunny's snatch lips were greedily devouring Joe's cock. She observed the thick wedge of his member shifting in and out of her wet cunthole, his balls knocking against her butt.
"Mmmmm ... it sure feels good in there," Bunny sighed, making his dick disappear as she descended. "Big ... solid ... ohhh ... fuck me ... fuck me...."
"You like that, baby?" he gasped. "Uhhh ... I'll keep doing it...."
Angel saw exactly how much Bunny was enjoying Joe's cock. Her juices greased his heavy shaft. Her pulse quickened at the sight of her tight pink ring smoothing over him, expanding to accommodate his size. That, in addition to their joint moans, sent her brain whirring with ideas.
Joe thought there couldn't be anything better than having this girl sitting on him. His cock was packed into her sweet, soft body. His enjoyment was brought up another notch when Angel's tongue slithered over his plunging dick. Its relentless tickle of his driving member gave him enhanced satisfaction.
"Baby ... run your tongue over my dick...." he instructed. "That's it, lick me ... make it wet ... suck on it....Yeah ... ohhhh, baby, that's gonna cost you ... I'm gonna fuck you so hard when it's your turn...."
She had her mouth on his balls, rubbing her lips gently. Moisture oozed onto him. He wasn't sure if it was from Bunny's cunt or Angel's mouth-nor did he care. He found their efforts thoroughly enjoyable. Laying on his back, he slid high into Bunny's hot, juicy tissue.
Angel's infatuation wasn't entirely limited to Joe's equipment. Soon her tongue ventured to the taut pink rim of Bunny's snatch, where it unearthed guttural cries from her girlfriend. Bunny was choking with pleasure, receiving those slurps of passion.
"Ohhhhh ... lick us," Bunny sobbed. "Lick us ... eat his balls ... then my pussy...."
Angel took one of Joe's balls into her mouth. His tense flesh and a taste of hair flavored her palate. She glommed on it, savoring its manly texture, motivated by Joe's quaking response. She embraced his hard, muscled thighs rough with hair, then smoothed her palms over Bunny's velvety flesh. The comparison spouted lewd thoughts. More than ever, Angel was intent on making Bunny cum so she could get on Joe.
Moving to Bunny's pussy, she concentrated her skills on gleaning the moist lips of their nectar. Bunny was tangy, flowing with juice. Angel sucked the damp pink folds, spurring her toward orgasm.
"Look what you've done, Angel ... I'm sopping wet. ... Don't stop with your tongue ... lick every drop ... more, baby, more. ... Oh yes, it feels great...." she sighed. "You've made me slippery ... see how easily it slides into me....Eat me ... eat me...."
In the loop of her excitement, Bunny scooped up Joe's balls. She caressed them while Angel lapped her. Bearing down with her cunt, she took much of Joe's cock. Her cunt lips consumed him in a rush of passion.
"I can feel your clit rubbing against my dick," Joe muttered.
"I'm getting so close...." Bunny cried. "Can't help myself...."
Angel renewed her campaign. She lashed feverishly at Bunny, soaking her pink flesh with her saliva. She encountered Joe's stiff thing shoving its way into Bunny's pussy as she ate-it was inevitable. Joe was so big, bulging out of Bunny's snatch....
"Fuck my cock," Joe groaned, feeding it to her. "Bring your ass down to me ... bury it in your pussy...."
"Ohhhhhhh...." Bunny writhed in splendor. Every cell in her body sizzled. She felt her senses rally. Her mouth dropped open as orgasm approached. "Ohhhhhh ... keep doing it...."
"Yeah ... I'll do it all you want," Joe gasped, bracing himself for her contractions. He made his body rigid for her to fall upon. "I want to feel you cum...."
Angel licked harder, faster. "Mmmmmmmm...."
"Ohhhhhh!" Bunny jerked wildly, going into a seizure.
Her slim body bucked atop Joe, riding that wild crest. "I'm cumming ... cumming...."
"Come on, baby ... cream on my dick...." Joe urged.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhhhhh!" she cried, pitching back and forth. Angel's tongue chased her every movement, accelerating the spin. She swayed, contracting violently on Joe's hard dick.
Joe fought the impulse to discharge. He knew how badly Angel wanted to climb on him and enjoy herself. He clenched his fists, separating himself from the event. Bunny's orgasmic flight was enough to deplete any man's strength, but Joe maintained his focus.
"Oh God," Bunny wept at the last jolts. Both Joe and Angel had given her tremendous pleasure. Gradually she settled on her haunches, her composure attained. Angel was behind her, soothing her with sweet fondling. Her touch was tender, welcome. She moved slightly, aware she still had Joe's erection in her pussy. A small ache occurred with movement.
Bunny lifted herself from Joe's cock, moaning as it popped out of her cunt. Jesus ... it hurt so good. She massaged her pussy, lingering over her clit. She was fueled with desire, but too weak to proceed at the moment. She rolled onto her back next to Joe, contented to merely watch.
"I've been waiting for this ... ohhhhhh...." Angel moaned, sinking her cunt onto Joe. She elected to turn herself so her back faced him-the opposite of Bunny's position. Perhaps Joe would receive more satisfaction having his cock enter her in a new direction. His dick slid far and high into her snatch, just as Bunny had mentioned. It throbbed from the excitement Bunny supplied. Now it was up to Angel to sustain that momentum. Eagerly she rocked back and forth, drawing Joe's breath in her frenzy.
Joe observed the full cheeks of Angel's ass as they ascended and came down on him. He saw the shaft disappear when she plunged, then reemerged when she dragged her hips high, barely keeping the juice-drenched head planted. "Jesus ... oh baby ... move that pussy ... yeah ... you like it on top?"
"Mmmmmm ... it's great...."
"How does it feel?"
"So good...." Her hands streamed over her tits, catching her nipples. She let them linger, deepening the thrill.
Joe seized her waist and pulled her tightly against his body. He wanted her to feel every inch inside her pussy.
Angel moaned, feeling the beat of his cock. She smothered him in her swirl of hot cunt juice. "Yeah ... stick it in me...." She reached down and cupped his balls. Her palm fit over the sack with delicate precision. She was fascinated by the way his equipment moved, his thick trunk lumbering in and out of her drenched cunt lips pursued by his firm testicles. She tried to prolong her surveillance of them, but instead surrendered to the bliss they endowed. She threw back her head and moaned.
Joe shuddered, reacting from her satiny touch over his wiry pubes and sensitive skin. The tantalizing prickle scattered through him like wild fire. "Play with them ... stroke them...." He grabbed her ass, dragging her back to his stiff cock, making her take it. He pumped her deeply, slamming his groin to her ass. "You make me so fucking hot, baby...."
"Ohhhhhhh...." Joe was so hard inside her. She humped his thing, fucking herself to distraction.
Bunny began to stir. The panting and crazed breathing roused her from her crippled state. The action beside her made her wet. Angel was getting off on Joe's dick. She could see how excited he got her, cramming it into her. Angel's nipples stuck out from her sweat-dampened tits. The piercing succulent contact Joe made with her cunt heightened that awareness.
She crawled between Angel's legs, seeing the evidence of her desire. Joe's cock was shiny with her juices. How much longer could Joe last? His staying power was unthinkable.
Bunny caught the sight of Angel's swollen clit. Instantly she became hungry for it. She pushed her face into Angel's snatch and began to feverishly lick her. Angel instantly responded.
"Oh yes ... keep your mouth there ... lick my hot mound...."
Bunny was only too glad to comply. She ate her pussy with lip-smacking commotion. Her tongue played with Angel's love button, amplifying her joy. She perceived the mounting of Angel's stimulation in the manner she fucked Joe's cock. Her frenzied movements were affecting him. Joe's inhalations were rough, his voice hoarse.
"Don't hold back," Bunny sobbed. "You know you want to cum ... you can't make it last...."
Joe knew she was right. He couldn't go much further without shooting. Angel's snatch was practically sucking the jism from his balls.
"Come on ... let it happen," Bunny panted.
Joe pushed his dick as far as it would go one last time into Angel, then pulled it out. Without missing a beat, he grabbed Bunny's head and brought his throbbing cock to her mouth. Bunny opened wide just as he shoved it inside and erupted.
"Swallow, baby ... yeah, swallow it, swallow all of it ... ugh ... ugh ... oh yeah, swallow it...."
Thick globs of cum splashed inside her mouth. Her lips functioned like a vise, not letting a single drop escape. She gulped it down without a complaint.
Angel spasmed from that last penetrating stroke.
She was riddled with contractions, shaking uncontrollably. Fever was rampant through her body. "Ohhhhhh ... so good ... so good ... oh baby...." Bunny downed Joe's load, then licked his cock clean. Joe groaned beneath the sweep of her tongue while maintaining his clamp on her head. Only after his dick enjoyed its last orgasmic twitch did he release her.
Time was momentarily suspended. Joe basked in the superior afterglow until he glanced at his watch. "Shit, I'm really late for work now...."
"They'll have to do without you," Angel said, playing with his cock. Joe had thought they had milked the last of his supply, but the thing amazingly stirred at her touch. "We're not letting you out of here...."
"Oh yeah?" he mused. "And how do you plan to accomplish that?"
"Like this...." She lowered her head and slurped his dick.
"Shall we make it big again?" Bunny whispered, joining her.
"Oh yes ... let's see how long we can keep him hard. We'll use our imagination...."
Joe sighed. Against his will, he felt his cock grow. His sexual powers never ceased to astound him. It was little wonder why he chose to remain a bachelor as long as possible.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Congratulations!" Shannon Donnelley squealed, throwing her arms around Lisa and giving her a kiss. "I'm happy for you!"
"Promise you won't breathe a word," Lisa said. "We haven't broken the news to Mario's mother yet."
"What did your mom say?"
Lisa laughed. "The usual. "What will I wear? Who shall we invite?" Mom's the eternal alarmist; she thrives on dilemma. Dad leaves her alone when she gets like that, because he's arrived at the conclusion that it's been programmed in her genes. Most Moms answer the phone, "Hi, honey. Nice of you to call."
"Mine is more like, 'What's happened? What's the matter? What's wrong?"'
Shannon giggled. "Well, in any event, I'm pleased to be the first. How exciting...."
Shannon's enthusiasm cheered Lisa. It confirmed, at least in her mind, that her acceptance of Mario's proposal was wise. The situation stemming from Rick Anderson and Mary Jane Harris remained the last obstacle. Their reaction to the announcement, scheduled tonight at the bar, would be under tight scrutiny. "I hope this means you'll stand up as one of my bridesmaids."
Shannon glowed with observable pleasure. "I'd be delighted ... but does this mean Mary Jane gets to be maid of honor?"
"That was my intention. She is my best friend."
"Sometimes I wonder...."
"Shannon, please-admit you don't like her." Lisa threw her hands up in resignation. "She's done nothing to you."
"Not to me, but to others...."
"Well, you're going to get along until after the wedding." Lisa's tone made the subject final. She wanted to avoid dwelling on such pestering thoughts. Shannon was a good friend, too, but Lisa was allowed only one maid of honor and had made her choice. Shannon would simply have to abide by that decision.
Shannon, by nature, was an understanding person. Lisa firmly believed she would make a sexy addition to the bridal party. Paring her with Mario's brother was a stroke of genius. Lisa suspected the two of them were far more compatible than they realized. Joe Benodito was an elusive bachelor-what he needed was a woman who matched his mercurial passions. Shannon, with her exciting body, might prove a challenge to Joe's indomitable spirit.
Shannon's curly red hair and complexion had her uncannily resemble Lisa at times. Lisa considered her slim figure, long legs and pert tits. She wasn't as shapely as Lisa, but could definitely be labeled as "hot." Perhaps Joe wouldn't be as immune to Shannon's charms as he outwardly professed.
Shannon had previously been her roommate, but as things between Lisa and Mario escalated to a more serious level, she took the initiative to find a new apartment. They had maintained a long and lasting friendship through the years, protecting confidences and sharing their hopes. Her visit today-totally unexpected-afforded her the opportunity to enlighten Shannon of current events. Letting her know of the engagement appeared to forge a new closeness.
"When are you telling Mario's mom?"
"Mario's picking me up in half an hour to go to his house. We'll make the announcement to his family over dinner. Afterward, we're going to meet Rick and Mary Jane at Hunters to tell them."
"Rick's going to be the best man?"
Lisa nodded.
"Sounds dangerous. You were very serious about him a year ago-while Mary Jane was going out with Mario."
"It may seem ironic, but it happened."
"This is going to be a very interesting wedding," Shannon giggled. "Your bridal party will be one of the hottest to date. The atmosphere-to say the least-will be sexually charged."
Lisa, reflecting upon her statement, joined in the laughter. "I suppose that's true. In any event, we intend to keep it small. Mario and I don't have the budget for a full-blown affair. We're downsizing our expectations to meet our bank account."
The doorbell sounded.
"Hmmmm, Mario's early."
"Lisa, would you mind if I used your shower? The water heater in our building is broken and the landlord informed me its replacement isn't due for another day or so."
"Sure. Make yourself at home. Just remember to lock the door on your way out."
Lisa hustled to the door, giving herself a last check before the mirror. She wanted to look great tonight. Mario expected it of her....
The sight of Rick at her doorstep took her aback. His rugged profile never failed to accelerate her pulse. Rick was always the sign of virility with his blond hair and muscles. "Hi," she managed a smile. "I thought we made arrangements to meet at the bar later...."
His blue eyes were searching hers, containing a heat she hadn't seen in quite a while. "I had to talk to you alone-without Mario around."
Her heart jumped. Having him hazardously near her, their breath almost mingled, prompted feelings she had thought safely submerged. "I don't understand...."
"Can I come in?"
She swallowed roughly. Mario would be here momentarily.
"Please ... we must talk."
The agony in his voice was real. Though the impulse grew fainter by the second, she could not turn him away. Taking a deep breath, she stepped back.
Rick didn't waste preliminaries. "Lisa ... you can't go through with it."
From the slant of his expression, she gathered he was alert to Mario's proposal. "I'm afraid it's too late."
"No, it's not. Look-I made a mistake. I'm not too proud to admit it. I was a fool to let you go. It was my own stupidity. I've paid dearly for it. Please, Lisa, please....You have to give me another chance. I-haven't been able to get you out of my mind...."
She was totally confused. "What ... what are you saying?"
He gripped her shoulders. Lisa felt his heat flow into her body. She became suddenly and completely aroused by it and by him. Weakness engulfed her. Whether or not she discounted it, she was still infatuated with his touch. "Rick, don't-"
"I can't bear the thought of not having you ... of not being in your bed any longer...." His husky voice pierced her resolve. "You can't imagine how it's been ... laying awake at night and wanting you so badly ... knowing you're the only person who could possibly satisfy me ... I've been so lonely without you, it hurts...."
Lisa shivered. Her nipples, rebelling against better judgment, strained from her blouse. His thumbs pressed steadily into her flesh, rotating firmly ... suggestively. She did not authorize such privileges he took, but was helpless to resist. She was shaken by his confession and the effect his touch had on her. She never dreamed it would resurface so powerfully. "Things are different now," she practically whispered. "I haven't got the same feelings for you anymore...." It was a blatant lie, considering her hard nipples and dampening pussy, but she could not bring herself to be disloyal to Mario. "What we had is gone...."
"I refuse to accept that," Rick said, pumping her shoulders and upper arms with his hands. Tremors rippled through her intoxicated flesh. "I want you so badly it aches ... there hasn't been a woman since who knows my needs, my desires as well as you did....It could be even better this time....Break it off with Mario. Tell him you must re-evaluate your decision. It was made in haste, without the knowledge that I still care for you...."
"No." Lisa forcibly withdrew from his clutches, wriggling herself and moving several steps away. His touch made her woozy, but not entirely dysfunctional. She had bought this sweet talk once before, and lived to regret it.
"Hear me out. Please, Lisa ... don't run away." Again, the raw urgency in his tone sounded. If Rick was faking it, his acting abilities were exceptional. She had never known him to be this revealing. His words were an assault, attacking her sense of values. He spoke in a rush, scrambling the reason she tried to maintain in her head.
Rick shortened her time to regroup her thoughts by his emotional barrage. She needed time to digest this revelation and attempt to sort it out-without his quick-fire defense, which only increased her confusion.
"Why don't you sit down and I'll get us something to drink," she suggested.
"I'll go with you," he offered.
"No, I need a moment to breathe...." She left him quickly, her heart hammering. This was dangerous, being alone with him. It only served to dredge up memories better left buried in the past. She stared at the glasses in her cupboard, probing her brain for a solution.
The sound of the shower reminded her she wasn't entirely alone. Proceeding with this insane overture was ridiculous. Shannon might overhear their conversation, and though inarguably a friend, Lisa wasn't going to put herself in position to have Rick's visit repeated to the wrong ears.
The back door appeared to be her best route of escape. She could leave undetected. She reconciled herself to that conclusion. It was best handled in this fashion. Mario would arrive shortly. If she met him outside, a nasty confrontation would be averted.
Lisa slipped quietly out the door....
Rick's fists were clammy. He had divulged his most private thoughts-those he'd hidden from everyone. None of what he told Lisa was a lie. If there was a way of changing Lisa's mind, he was committed. This was his shot at reclaiming what was his. It wasn't his desire to hurt Mario, but he had to be true to himself. Viewing her as Mario's wife tore at his heart. If that could be prevented from happening, he would do what was required....
Though it began with the blow job Mary Jane gave him last night and the promise she extracted, he realized now he had to put forth every effort to recapture Lisa's affection. Sure, he would get more from Mary Jane-and he wasn't convinced he'd turn it down, it was that good-but presently, Lisa was the prize he sought.
Catching those soft shoulders of hers excited him enormously. His cock quivered, starting to thicken when he peered into her eyes while shaking her.
The apartment had grown noiseless in the last several minutes. Only the sound of water coming from the bathroom could be heard. Initially, he assumed she was washing something, but from the consistent tone he concluded she was in the shower.
Hmmmmm. Perhaps his manhandling had been more effective than he realized. Lisa, in her coquettish manner, was inviting him into a steamy encounter. He grinned wickedly, arranging the scene in his mind. It was typical of Lisa to reverse roles-she was disguising her aggressiveness by appearing passive. She wanted him to come to her, take command of the situation. If this was her approach to softening the guilt over cheating on Mario, he could certainly be persuaded. Rick was horny enough to do anything....
He snuck into the bathroom quietly, careful not to make his entry too obvious. It was important for Lisa she maintain the illusion of "innocence." He saw her luscious female body behind the thick plastic curtain, her damp red hair and bare ass. She shifted beneath the steady spray, welcoming it over her tits. He had seen her nipples harden from their physical contact. Lisa had blatantly responded to him. He knew she still wanted him ... wanted his big dick.
He reached down and stroked himself. His cock was erect, ready for action. He wasn't going to hold back-he'd give her everything he had....
He removed his clothes slowly, shedding them from his athletic body in a pile. He couldn't wait to fuck her ... he yearned to feel himself buried in her hot squish. Once she had him inside her, all protestations she reserved would be gone. She would show him, by her feverish reaction, that the unvarying thrust of his cock was imperative....
Rick had worked himself into such a lather over fucking Lisa that his shaft stood straight up, bobbing as he made his way to the stall. Kneading it in his fist, he prepared to make his entrance. He predicted she would look "startled," but as he massaged her with the soap, her reluctance would swiftly dissolve.
The sight of her plush nudity behind the curtain fascinated him. He reached for it, plotting the order of those maneuvers that would be most effective....
Slowly, he drew back the curtain.
"Rick! God...."
The girl in there wasn't Lisa, he quickly learned, but rather Shannon. She bore a great resemblance to Lisa, however. Her body wasn't at all similar, though the wet hair and startled expression almost fooled him. She stood there, attempting to shield her nipples and snatch, but found the effort futile. Rick was about to depart, but not before the girl regained her composure. She lowered her gape to his full-fledged hard-on. His cock stretched massively from his groin, standing high and throbbing. He could not help its condition-it had gotten that way from thinking about what he wanted to do to Lisa. A coy smile formed, then the crook of her finger followed.
"You're letting in the draft," she murmured in a sensual voice. "Come and join me...."
The invitation in her voice wasn't lost upon him. He undressed and stepped inside and into her hot, eager embrace.
Shannon tilted back her head and opened her mouth. Rick inserted his tongue, probing her warm depths. He heard her moan as he sucked her air, her sweetness. Her nipples brushed up against him, revealing her excitement. He covered one with his palm, letting its stiff texture scorch him. The impulse to squeeze her tit couldn't be helped. He had to indulge himself....
"Mmmmmmm...." Shannon purred, her brain whirring with sexual possibilities. She felt a thrill being in Rick Anderson's arms as the water beat upon her lust-starved flesh. She experienced a gut-wrenching thrill when she saw him just seconds ago outside the shower, seeing the sinewy muscles shift under his smooth, tanned skin. Rick had a broad chest with a rich coat of curly blond hairs-hairs which became even thicker as they moved over his flat stomach to his stiff cock. The hungry kiss they gave one another overheated her senses. With a surge of released passion, she lashed her pink tongue about the inside of his mouth while slurping and sighing into his lips. She pressed as much of her shorter body as she could up against his. Rick had to lean over her to return her kiss. Their difference in height had her stomach grinding into his cock.
Rick moved his hands down her back and grabbed both ass cheeks, pulling her tighter to him and rotating his hips.
They finally broke their passionate kiss with a loud smack and gasped for air. Both stared into each other's eyes, seeing pure lust reflected.
Shannon rested her head on his ample chest, almost mewing like a kitten at his urgent groping. She had dreamed on this moment since Lisa rid him from her life. Shannon had always had the hots for Rick Anderson-she thought him a hot, delicious man. Now that Lisa announced her intention to marry Mario, the path was certainly clear for a romance to evolve, if that were possible. She steered around those thoughts for the present ... pleasuring him with her body was certainly more pressing.
He had a great cock, she murmured silently in admiration. She let the fingers of one hand lightly stroke the underside of the throbbing shaft, then closed her hand around the tip, rubbing it.
Rick moaned in ecstasy at her touch. He was almost panting in excitement. His eyes kept going from her hands fluttering to his groin, back to watch the lust on her face, then back again.
"Mmmmmmm...." she sighed, letting her other hand slide down between his thighs to cup the big hairy balls that dangled. Shannon felt delightfully wicked as she fondled him. She had done this before-in her mind-repeatedly, with relish. Now she was in contact with real flesh that pulsated in her grip. She had ached to touch Rick, to fully explore his body and cater to her secret whims. It was electrifying actually having it....
Rick groaned as she massaged him, then looked down at her tits. Her nipples jutted hard and erect. His mouth watered at the sight of pure woman flesh....
"Take them," she whispered, reaching for Rick's hands. "Use your hands ... your mouth ... it's been so long since I've been with a man ... a real man...." She gave his cock a squeeze when emphasizing his character.
Rick required no prompting. He was oblivious to the spray beating down upon them, focusing on her sweet caress and the throbbing desire of his cock. He knew he shouldn't be spending his time in this shower, getting seduced by one of Lisa's friends when it was Lisa whom he was pursuing ... but the demands of his body defeated him. His dick ached, stiff and tall, longing to be submerged in Shannon's cunt. He knew fighting it was useless ... he was driven by an influence more powerful than his will.
The electric touch of her tits under his hands caused his cock to jerk. He sunk his fingers into the warm skin, stroking and kneading them, watching the nipples grow even more erect and strain toward him. "Jesus," he muttered, under his breath.
"Suck them, Rick ... suck my tits," she moaned back, putting one hand behind his head and pulling him down to her chest. As his head dropped, she leaned forward and kissed his cheek, then slid her wet tongue up to his ear. "Suck them hard, baby," she whispered huskily.
She thrust one ripe mound into his mouth. Rick immediately began to suck ravenously on the taut nipple. Shannon whimpered at the graze of his lips, twining her fingers into his blond hair to guide his head.
Rick licked and slurped around the pink tip. Shannon sighed and released his head to put her own hands over his, squeezing on her tit to push the erect little nipple further into his hot, sucking grasp.
Rick could hardly catch his breath. He glanced from his tasty mouthful to see her eyes staring down at him. He lapped the nipple, closing his lips about it, then took more. He listened to Shannon's cry of pleasure and felt her feverish vibrations.
Suddenly, she pulled away from him, breaking their erotic connection, his warm saliva quickly cooling on her nipples as the air wafted over it. Her entire body felt as though it was on fire. She slammed against the ceramic tiles, breathing roughly.
Rick gave her only a brief moment to recover from the rush. He pushed himself against her quivering flesh, crushing his lips to hers. It was a hot, demanding kiss. Shannon opened her mouth wide and let her tongue move into his, fencing about his own wet probe. They slurped at each other, trading saliva, their breath becoming ragged with unbound passion. Rick lowered himself so that he could grind his hard cock against her warm, furry mound. He groaned as the moist pubes tickled his bulging shaft. The need to slip himself inside her warm cunt became rebellious, acute-extending from the base of his powerful erection to the angry purple head.
"Fuck me, Rick, fuck me," she sighed into his mouth, her hands roaming all over his back. Her pussy lips smeared him with their rich nectar.
Rick reached behind to cup her ass, then lifted her to him. Her quivering form trembled against the wall, preparing to be fed his big dick. She wrapped her knees around his waist. From her hoarse breathing and flashing eyes, he recognized her enthusiasm for penetration. He decided to prolong her agony, if only to see what she would do.
Up and down the full length of her pouting snatch he rubbed his cock, enveloping the massive shaft in her outer cunt flesh. Her cream made his bloated cockhead glisten. He shoved his dick along the top of the juicy split. The motion kept grinding the fat head over Shannon's erect clit, bringing sighs and gasps of ecstasy from her.
"You like that?" he muttered.
"Put it in me ... please...."
"Why don't you do it, baby? Grab my dick and stick it inside you...."
Without hesitation, Shannon snaked a hand down to join his, her fingers closing around the stiff shaft. She placed it between the thick, moist lips of her cunt. She squirmed against the wall, raising her hips high, rotating her ass upward so that he could push that thing into her. Her snatch widened as she guided him into her pulsing slot. She was in the best position for entry....
"Ohhhhhhh...." Shannon gasped as he began to fill her. Rick did not immediately shove forward, barely flicking his hips toward her silken core. "Ohhhhh ... yes!"
Rick swallowed hard. It was difficult, spurning the impulse to drive himself firmly and steadily into her pussy, but feeling Shannon's hunger from between her legs was too incredible to pass. His cock pushed into her warm, slick cunthole. Christ, did that feel good! He waited until he felt the tight cunt lips enclose his thick stem-only then did he begin dragging himself back and forth.
Shannon became frantic, wriggling her body against the wall and causing his swollen pole to slide further into her hot snatch.
He jammed his hips forward forcefully, feeling the fat head of his cock strain and slip deep into her fantastically clutching pussy.
"Fuck me, fuck me," she cried out.
Rick watched as her eyes rolled back in her lust-distorted face as she felt his solid thing pump her pussy. Her tits were heaving with excitement as he smothered his hairy chest to them. He pelted hard with his groin, sinking himself far into her moist cunt. Her moans spurred him on. He abandoned himself to the task, fucking her fast and furiously, feeling his balls whack her as he drove his entire cock into her.
Shannon ran her hands down his back and grasped his tense ass, feeling its muscles flex in her grip as he fucked her. He was really packing it in, cramming every inch he had into her cunt. Her mouth dropped open as she emitted her cries of passion. "Fuck me hard, Rick ... don't hold back ... I want you to do it...." she sighed, thrusting her groin up to his plunging dick, slamming her back to the wall.
"Jesus...." Rick gasped. Her fur-fringed lips were clutching at his iron-hard dick as if trying to suck it even deeper into her warm cooze. Deliriously she undulated her hips. Each upward motion let Rick immerse his cock further into her squirming pit. He sawed back and forth, watching her take pleasure from his super-aroused cock. Slowly he was going out of his mind with joy at being totally enveloped in her hot, liquid pussy. He revelled in the enjoyment it gave him.
"I've always wanted you ... even while you were dating Lisa....All I could think about ... was this ... fucking you ... feeling your hard dick inside my pussy....Give it to me. Fuck me good. Ohhhh!" she whimpered.
Rick had no problem submitting to her request. He fed her long, penetrating strokes. In his mind, however, he couldn't shake her resemblance to Lisa. It was as though he was actually fucking Lisa, not Shannon. The fantasy drove him wild. He began fucking her even harder-if that was possible. His groin burned with renewed intensity.
"Yes!" she moaned. "Keep doing that ... fuck me just like that ... ohhhhhhhhhh!"
"Yeah," he muttered, shoving it into her heavenly, tight cunt. "Oh yeah ... I like it, too...." Rick's hands swerved over Shannon's tits, then he suddenly arched his own back and rammed up into her widely stretched cunt with all his might. The thick mass of his cock sent waves of splendor through Shannon, who felt his engorged head ram into her cervix and balls slap heavily against her snatchlips.
This sudden swift skewering had Shannon crying out in frenzied passion, gasping at the throbbing hardness embedded in her pussy. She locked her legs more tightly to him, responding to his feverish urgency.
Muscles Shannon had never known existed suddenly came into play as she gripped the rock-hard dick in her snatch. After his first cunt-splitting stroke, Shannon's body adjusted to the unaccustomed size of Rick's cock and she began to fuck back fiercely.
She rejoiced in the tireless way he plunged into her itching pussy, the thick steel-like cock stretching her like never before. She locked her arms and legs tightly around his powerfully pounding body, pressing herself to him, pulling him tight to feel every naked inch of her he could. This was the kind of fucking she dreamed of having with him. She found his panting mouth and urgently absorbed his tongue.
"Mmmm...." she moaned, twisting, wailing.
Rick wasn't content merely to fuck her against the wall in the shower. He wanted full use of her body. Grasping her sturdily by the ass, he held her is his arms and began lifting and dropping her ass over his swollen cock. Shannon's tits battered his lust-inflamed flesh, nipples flailing. She seemed to become all the more juicy from his urgent grip, rocking hoarsely against him. "Yeah," he exhaled amid her abandoned cries. "Fuck it ... fuck my dick ... cum on me, baby....Come on ... wanna feel your pussy spasm with my cock in it...."
Shannon sobbed joyfully. Rick was propelling her toward the most fabulous orgasm she ever had. His rough strokes were intense, penetrating. Flesh slapped fiercely against flesh. His jack-hammering dick was buried in her pussy. The pink rim of her cunt strained around his thick base as he shoved himself high into her. The tidal wave of sexual fulfillment continued to roll through every pore of her body, all her nerve endings exploding.
"Oh God ... ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" she wailed. She clasped his face between her hands, peering luxuriously at his water-splattered face. "You're going to make me cum ... it feels too good. ... I can't last ... I want to, but I can't...." Suspended in his arms, she felt like a doll intended to give him pleasure while unable to separate herself from it. Realization of her feverish efforts was well within her reach. As Rick hoisted her from his cunt-drenched shaft, then forced it back into her, she went into a convulsion. She shook violently in his embrace, surrendering to the splendor he gave. Words of passion poured mindlessly from her lips as she endured one of the longest, sweetest orgasms she could ever remember. "Ohhhhhh ... oh yeah ... oh baby ... ohhhhhhhhh...."
The same sounds filled Rick's head, his own moans just as loud, the sound of his cock slicing through her wet cunt the most erotic thing he had heard. He yielded to the incredible feeling of having his cock completely surrounded by the rippling, love-tight moist pussy of a lusting woman. Shannon clutched at him, trembling as he gave her his big cock. Her cunt clamped him good, compelling him to endure her ultimate enjoyment of his dick. He pumped harder into her syrupy heat, their bodies colliding at each delicious stroke.
Every complete thrust crammed his cock into the back of her cunt, eliciting a new moan of excitement from both of them. Shannon tightened her grip around him, hugging her tits to him. Rick brought up one of his hands to capture her twisting head and mashed his lips to hers. He paused for a moment, rearing high into her so that his steel-hard cock was encased in her sodden heat. The tingle her cunt lips gave nearly made him spasm.
Shannon dug her heels into his ass, riding his cock for all she was worth. With a groan of desire, Shannon arched herself back to snare all of his pussy-filling equipment. "Yeah, fuck me ... give me all you've got, baby....Fuck me as hard as you can...." Cock-hunger was plain on her face.
She bucked and squirmed and clutched the muscular frame tightly to her body. She clawed his back with her nails, choking on the pleasure it gave her. Pumping almost savagely with her hips, she worked herself into another climax. Her pussy throbbed and strained around his hot cock. "Oh baby, do it now ... cum in me ... cum in me...." she huffed and puffed, bouncing herself harder on him.
Rick fucked back with all he had, but the effort was debilitating. He knew he had reached the limit to his endurance. His balls churned with jism, ready to spurt its cunt-creaming contents. Blowing into some chick's mouth really couldn't compare with creaming in her pussy. It didn't give him the same level of satisfaction. Having his cock in a warm, twitching pussy, swelling even more in size as he pumped his entire length into it. Just thinking about shooting his load into Shannon's cunt made him do it....
"Arrggh!" he groaned. "Oh yeah ... I'm cumming ... I'm cumming...." He started to shake all over as the first hot spurts of cum burst far into Shannon's spasming snatch. He locked his groin into her, his cock buried as deeply as he could get it, balls cramming up into the crack of her ass as he pumped and pumped out the thick gobs of his stuff.
Shannon felt herself overflowing with his hot, jetting jizz. His heavy man juice mingled with her own thick secretions. She pulled him harder to her, humping her hips violently as the streaming squirts seemed to prevail. "Yes ... cum in me, baby ... cum in my pussy...."
Her words were interrupted when her face hit the spray of the shower. She was flooded with a sudden interference of wetness. The water's temperature had turned cool, its heat exhausted during their lasting fuck. She wasn't the least bothered, taking her pleasure at any rate.
If only she could keep him happy, she might win him, she thought. Rick Anderson was a difficult man to harness. He enjoyed his freedom with other women. Perhaps if she was clever and persistent, she might just succeed. After having the best fuck of her life, she wanted him desperately....
CHAPTER FIVE
"It didn't go so well, did it?" Lisa mused.
"They were happy for us," Mario acknowledged. "I received the impression they didn't expect it this soon...."
"Who do you think was more shocked: Mary Jane or Rick?"
"Not sure." Mario recalled his conversation with his former girlfriend the night of their engagement. Mary Jane was a superb actress; not an observable trace of awareness. She had behaved herself-much to his surprise. Except for the hurt expression she flashed him toward the end, their announcement went fairly well.
Lisa sighed. "I told you this wasn't going to be simple." She had been watchful over Rick, who had removed himself from most of the conversation throughout the evening. Eye contact was almost nonexistent. He even refused to gaze at her engagement ring, which she wore to their gathering. Whether he was angry at her abrupt, unannounced departure she was uncertain. She felt it best to put a damper on his expectations. Loving him had been torturous. She had spent many nights suffering from his lack of devotion. Her heart hadn't mended that easily. The one thing she refused to allow was history to repeat itself. There wasn't a promise Rick could make that would permit herself to have him again.
They were laying naked in bed at her apartment. Several moments earlier, they had concluded a very satisfying fuck that left them affectionate and glowing. Lisa was on her stomach, flattening her cock-stroked pussy to the mattress and savoring its gratifying tingle. Mario had brought her to orgasm several times before discharging himself in her snatch. Each penetrating thrust he took seemed to rid her troubled mind of her earlier encounter with Rick. She prayed he would not seek her in such a fashion anytime soon.
Mario's arm was draped over her warm, curvaceous body. Lisa enjoyed the intimacy of the moment. Mario was a gentle yet possessive lover. He demanded total involvement during sex and disallowed any intrusion. Lisa had to admit that when Mario was inside her, it was difficult to think about anything other than the big dick plunging in and out of her cunt.
She pushed her ass against his flaccid cock, rotating her hips. "You know ... it really doesn't matter. We're happy."
He squeezed her luscious nudity to him. "I'll say."
"What the others think is none of our concern. They'll have to accept what's going to happen and hopefully participate. If not ... it's their loss." Smiling, Lisa settled into a relaxed position before her eyes widened a moment later. "My God ... we're going to get married and we haven't done a bit of planning. Other than selecting our bridal party, we've done very little in terms of organizing."
"Do we have to ... now?" murmured Mario, trailing kisses along her soft, sensuous back. "I can think of many more exciting things we could be doing ... in bed."
Lisa would not procrastinate another second. She kept a steno pad and pen in the drawer of her nightstand. Stretching her arm, she was able to retrieve it without removing her body from its comfortable arrangement. "Don't fret, nobody's going anywhere. Stay as you are. I'll just jot a few things down as they pop into my head."
"It'll wait...." Mario complained, stroking her velvety skin. The curvature of her spine was, by far, flawless, leading to a sumptuous ass. He smoothed his fingertips over her buttcheeks, tracing their perfection, eventually ending at either side. "I've got more important things on my mind...." He gave her buns a tender squeeze symbolizing his objective.
Lisa let out a soft moan, yet continued to write. "Please, honey ... you want our wedding to be a great success. It'll require a blueprint. Let's see ... we'll be married at the church I attend. I believe you have all the necessary sacraments."
"Mmmmmmmm," Mario said, nuzzling her ass. He had all that was necessary ... at the moment.
Lisa made a notation. "We'll need to select a reception hall. Hmmmmm. There's so many to choose from. We'll have to conduct a survey. Compare prices on plates, that sort of thing. We do want to keep it small?"
"I'm trying," Mario replied, groping her. "But I'm afraid it's much too late ... it's getting hard." Lisa giggled. "We're going to compile this list, baby. Then you can fuck me. All right?"
Mario was oblivious to the suggestion. He was completely involved in what he was doing. Lisa's body excited him. Mary Jane Harris thought she could sabotage their wedding with her threats and sour expressions, but she couldn't possibly compete with Lisa. Lisa was too sexy, appetizing. He availed himself, in delectable handfuls, of her flesh. Touching Lisa made him ache with desire. His cock, limp only seconds ago, was inching up to its full measurement. He felt it expand between his legs. With both of them on their stomachs, Lisa was unaware of exactly how his fondling her had affected him. His dick assumed a twitching stiffness, an itch that could only be satisfied by submerged thrusts.
His thumb traveled over the crack in her butt. Despite her serious intentions of assembling an inventory of their needs, Lisa emitted a pleasured sigh. He would end her charade in good time. Lisa would be persuaded ... eventually.
Slowly, he slid apart her ass cheeks to reveal her moist pussy lips. After creaming inside them, Lisa was fairly lubricated. He saw evidence of his discharge. The pink flesh had remnants of his white goo. He recalled his orgasm with a surge of bliss. Lisa had been incredible, thrashing deliciously beneath him. Her cunt had grabbed his cock so tightly, milking him for all she was worth. He had no choice but to empty himself into her suctioning snatch. The contractions left him shaken, breath-torn for several moments before he was able to roll off her. It wasn't Lisa's first climax. No, Mario made her cum a few times before surrendering to the sweet forces building in her cunt...."and, of course, we'll have to stretch our budget to include entertainment. Do you think we'll have enough for a band, or should we simply go with a disc jockey?" she went on, scribbling with her pen.
"Dunno," Mario muttered, sneaking a finger into the inviting pink cunthole. It slid into her easily, completely.
"Ohhhhhh...." Lisa gasped. She almost dropped her pen, arching her back as he penetrated her. "Not now ... we've got more ground to cover. Afterward, I promise you. We've got the whole night ahead of us. Oh God...."
Mario pumped her several times, prolonging his exploration until he thought Lisa would desert her project. "Isn't this more fun?" He mentioned in a thick, piercing voice.
She moaned. How could she argue with him. Mario had the ability to make her wet, quickly. Just watching him take off his clothes and seeing him naked got her started. Studying his cock getting hard, and then having him nuzzle her was infectious. She was woozy with want, but determination to complete her task roused her from that weakened state. "No, I want to finish this. Please, be reasonable...."
Mario withdrew his digit. It was soaked with her juices, and some of his previously ejaculation. He took the abundant excess and spread it over his erect cock. Having her wetness coat him was a small consolation. He preferred gaining that moisture through actual contact with the true source. Most of it was rubbed on his purplish cockhead. Oh yeah ... it made him shiver.
He looked down at Lisa's prone form, licking his lips. It was impossible to resist her. Lisa had a strong, enticing aura about her that drew him to her. Knowledge of that made him all the more glad she was to be his wife. He couldn't think of anything better than spending his life with such a woman. Things would never get boring with her keeping their bed warm....
"Flowers. We'll have to have lots of them. Corsages, boutonnieres ... naturally my bouquet," she said, her ideas flowing onto paper. "White roses, I think. They're my favorite-and they're so beautiful."
Mario was beside himself with lust. He found it inconceivable to lay beside someone so hot and not be fucking. Not when they were both naked, and had recently enjoyed great sex. He wanted more ... so much more....
Mario took a moment to just stare at her beautiful crack, that expanse of smooth flesh that offered so much pleasure to him in the luscious pouting cunt. Her tiny asshole looked bright and pink. He trailed his fingers down that crack and grazed over her puckered little rectum, eliciting another sigh and tremble for his hot woman....
He was careful in climbing on top of her. He didn't want to disturb her writing, venturing on the pretext that he merely wanted to be closer to her. Lisa's body was warm, tempting. The last thing he wanted was to prompt her rejection. He placed his elbows on either side of her, then gradually let himself down. His chest covered her back, his stiff cock settling into the crack of her ass. Ahhhh....
"Mario...." Lisa murmured, aware of his hard thing pressing into her flesh. "We're supposed to be orchestrating this occasion, not fucking."
"It's okay ... let's just lay like this. I want to ... help."
"Hmmmmmm," Lisa's suspicious mind spoke aloud. "Help yourself to my pussy, you mean."
"Have we covered gifts for the bridal party?" he asked, not wishing to admit the truth in her statement.
She smiled. "You have been paying attention. Good boy. No, of course, we haven't. The ushers should receive something small but meaningful. I would rather not get them beer mugs, if you don't mind. Too traditional."
Mario fought to concentrate. His dick itched to get inside Lisa. The only thing that drifted up to him was her delicious ass. Mario wasn't particularly inclined toward anal sex-Lisa, to date, had never permitted him that thrill, perhaps thinking it distasteful. Generally she was adaptable to whatever he craved. He put his hands on her hips and clasped them. God, she was firm, supple. His dick was so hard, it ached against her sweet flesh. A flurry of tingles assaulted him, driving him yet further in his pursuit for satisfaction. He was possessed by an appetite that couldn't be curtailed....
Lisa, tolerant of Mario's manipulative grope and hard-on crushing into her buttocks, was ill-equipped for the burning need that became imperative in her pussy. It wasn't as though she planned on denying him sex, but she was quite serious in achieving her goal with the list. Feeling that stiff thing dig into her flesh caused her pen to decelerate. "Mario...." she murmured, his horny vibrations influencing her. "Mario ... I can't focus ... while you're doing that...."
Mario's sole reply was to push his swollen cockhead to her anus. She was still moist in that area-a mixture of sweat and their expelled juices. When Mario had cum inside her earlier, his jism spilled from her cuntlips in profusion; she was far too gratified to rise and refresh herself afterward.
She elected to move along and dismissed the actions of his hands and cock. "As far as gifts for the bridesmaids, I was considering perfume. I...."
Mario's hands rested lightly on her well-rounded, curving cheeks. The flesh was warm and smooth.
Lisa shivered slightly at his touch, already anticipating the new, unknown sensations he was silently asking her to give him. When she had first fucked him, she was relatively inexperienced. Rick wasn't as attuned to experimentation as was Mario. The past year had been a roller coaster of sexual discovery. His guidance had made each session exciting, ground-breaking.
Mario leaned over and kissed the nape of her neck. Though she hadn't verbally condoned his forging ahead, she found herself spreading her legs. Mario's body adjusted between them, his cock throbbing against her butt. The solid head skimmed her opening. She could tell Mario had made himself slick before attempting entry. He pushed and began introducing hard cock to her anus. With a sudden rush, not only the fat cockhead, but two inches of Mario's thick shaft popped into her slippery hole, stretching the puckered lips wide.
"Oh God...." she cried out, clawing her nails. The pen fell through her quivering fingers. His intrusion left her breathless.
"It's okay," he reassured her, halting. "I won't go any further ... if it hurts...."
Lisa exhaled through her clenched teeth. It wasn't a matter of pain, but a sensation to which she had to get accustomed. Mario had never been in her ass before, never declared his curiosity to do so. "I ... I wasn't prepared for ... the way it would feel ... ohhhhhhhhh...."
"Do you want me to stop?"
She hesitated.
"No ... just give me a chance ... ohhhhhh...." His thickness was splitting her in half. Movement on her part only caused his cock to sink further into her ass. Mario was so huge, she could not imagine him getting the entire thing into her. The first time he fucked her, she was sore from having so much cock in her pussy, yet hours later, she still swooned from its intense stroke. It took multiple couplings before she adapted to its size. Now he was sliding through her rectum ... Mario slowly worked his cock a bit further up her now quivering tail, making little moves backward for each one forward, trying to move as slowly as he could. He was aware Lisa was struggling to relax herself, but that the effort was taxing. He was about to withdraw and spare her from the anguish his dick was causing, but Lisa would have none of it. She let out a sigh, then a purr as he shoved more of his fierce erection into her. He inched forward, driving himself steadily to her molten core. He thought about stopping, but the longing inside him dominated his actions.
Lisa's cry made him freeze.
"Want me to pull out?" he muttered hoarsely. "No ... ohhhhhhh ... shove your cock in my ass ... I want to feel your dick in there...."
"Are you sure?"
She gave a few short backward stabs of her butt to punctuate her approval.
Mario groaned as he worked more of his shaft into her butt. "Are you ready for all of it?"
"Mmmmmmmm...." she panted. "Fuck me, baby ... fuck my ass with your big dick ..."
He applied pressure to the tight outer ring of her ass. She fought to submerge her natural instincts to clench his cock, trying to allow him easy access the entire way. She heard his urgent intake of air and felt his heart hammer against her back. He was enormously excited by the prospect of fucking her ass. Lisa put aside any reservations she had about the experience and took pleasure in giving him enjoyment. She bit her lip, shaking as he fed more of himself into her tight butt. She came close to fainting from the wanton joy. She got hot, wanting her mouth, cunt, and ass to be filled with Mario's massive pleasure-giving tool. In a bid to relieve her agitation, she reached between her legs and found her clit. The wiggle of her finger offered instant contentment.
"Yeah," she murmured, rubbing her pussy. "Oh yeah ... it's okay ... it's okay, baby...."
Mario was getting turned on by Lisa's writhing flesh. He pushed the last of his cock into her quivering asshole, groaning as he did. Jesus, it felt great. He was buried whole in her sweet tightness, straining her rear. He throbbed inside her, relishing his snug fit. His balls rested against her smooth butt flesh, shifting with her frenzied movements. "Baby ... Christ ... I'm going to have to control myself. The way I feel, I could start getting rough without trying ... ahhhhh! Your ass is making my dick tingle ... makes me want to fuck you good ... and shoot...."
"It's so hard ... and big," she murmured, jiggling herself. "And it feels ... so good ... ohhhhhhh! Go ahead, baby ... fuck me with it ... I like it...."
Her asshole began to pucker and suck as Mario slowly but persistently kept up the inward pressure, boring into her with his cock. Over her shaking butt he saw her face. Her eyes were shut tightly, lips curled back over her teeth as she concentrated on the sensation to which he subjected her. She reflected erotic pleasure-not pain. The manner in which she humped her ass back to him indicated she wanted more. Shutting his own eyes, he let his head tilt to his shoulder, his mouth open in a soundless cry of luxurious bliss at the glove-tight, clasping feeling of her butt flesh around his dick. Its hot moisture pierced him.
"God, it feels great...." Lisa moaned through her teeth. As Mario crammed more and more of his tremendous cock up her rear end, they were both transported. Mario dug into the smooth, sweaty flesh of her rump. Lisa rocked back and forth wildly as she tried to impale herself on his reaming cock. Lisa felt her anus stretching, widening to receive his shaft as his weight came down on her. He grasped her trembling thighs to find and massage her swollen clit, displacing her jiggling fingers.
This was new and thrilling for Lisa. Having Mario in her ass was an illuminating experience. She hadn't dreamed she would find it so wonderful. Perhaps it was due to the self-control Mario exercised. From his gasping and moaning, the way his dick pulsed in her butt and his fingers dug into her skin, he could easily have started ramming home the entire length of his meat and ripped her apart just to achieve his own satisfaction.
But his own giving, gentle nature asserted command. He worked to keep his entrance in her virgin ass as smooth as possible. Mario must have recognized the tight squeezing hold of her sphincter muscle each time he tried to shove in further and stopped for several seconds until she adjusted to the butt full he gave her. Every time her muscles clamped down around his shaft and she jerked her hips away from him at a sudden burning pain, he'd retreat-not by withdrawing his cock, but by reducing the force he exerted. He rubbed her clit, rebuilding the waves of pleasure while fondling her ass cheeks. After a few moments of this delicate attention, the pain caused by his penetration was canceled. Lisa would rock backward with a contented grunt to absorb a bit more of his reaming cock.
"Oh, baby...." she half-sobbed, half-whispered. "It hurts ... but it hurts so good. ... Oh yeah ... ohhhhhh!"
Mario pinched the butter-smooth flesh of her straining buttocks, kneading them and pulling them wider, shoving forward more strongly as Lisa became more eager for the ass-fucking.
Further, deeper, and even more so Lisa felt his cock cram her anal chamber-felt her rectum expanding slowly to accommodate the enormous girth of his swollen cock. Lisa knew she could take him all the way up her ass, and was determined to do so.
"Don't stop! Oh please ... don't stop...." she sobbed, getting off increasingly more on the incredible feel of his hard dick. She loved being stuffed with it.
"I don't think I could stop ... even if you told me to," he groaned, sinking himself into her warm butt. "Christ ... what a tight fit ... oh yeah...." He increased the speed of his butt-bursting thrusts. His fingers wove into her creaming cunt while his thumb continued to massage her clit.
"That's it, baby ... that's it...." Lisa shouted, grinding and twisting back to digest all of his fat shaft. Her delight in the solid smacking of his heavy cum-filled balls into her pussy equalled that of the mind-numbing pleasure of his cock. Lisa began to think she could fuck like this all night. All feeling of soreness and discomfort had totally vanished, leaving only an awesome and ever-growing ecstasy rapidly approaching orgasm. "Fuck me, baby," she panted, consumed with a wanting that wouldn't subside. She was possessed with a craving to fuck and fuck just like this, her butt crammed entirely with Mario's large cock. She veered backward, then hurled herself forward like a mad woman, forcing him to slam his big thing in and out of her greasy asshole as fast and hard as he could.
Mario fucked back with equal enthusiasm. The tight clasping grip of Lisa's slippery ass sent even more shocks and shivers of joy up his cock, through his jiggling balls, and straight up his spine. His jack-hammering, rump-buggering thrusts occurred so rapidly and close together that Lisa couldn't tell whether he was plunging into her or drawing back for another ramming slam into her ass. The room echoed not only with the sounds of their breathing, but the slap of wet bodies, and the heavy grunts of sensual pleasure from deep in Lisa's throat. Mario was in her balls-deep, his cock entirely shoved into her rectum.
Suddenly, she began to shudder as if she'd been hit by an icy breeze. Her thighs trembled, her huge tits swaying. The muscles in her ass clenched and milked Mario's cock for all they were worth....
"Now!" she cried, snaking one hand down to join Mario's finger. Together they fondled her clit, kindling a fire that overtook her senses. She shoved her ass back to him, claiming as much cock as she could. "Hurry, baby ... give it to me ... cum in my ass ... please ... cumin my ass...."
Mario drove his dick as far up into her sweet asshole as he could, all the way to its tingling center. His balls were crammed almost painfully secure to the spasming lips of her pussy. Delving into her ass, he held her hips steady as his scream of orgasmic triumph mixed with Lisa's breathless shout. Mario gave himself over to the pure, endless joy of his climax, emptying his hot balls of their jizz. He pumped his steamy load into Lisa's butt, wriggling his ass about as he came.
Lisa felt the warm, jerking spurts of his cock as he blazed forth so deeply within her. It served to push her overheated nervous system to the brink and then over. His cum flooded her butt, his finger on her clit, her own fingers shoved up her juicy cunt, the feeling of total and complete fullness-Lisa burst into a second blistering orgasm.
Mario groaned as her cunt thumped hard against the side of his hand, pressing into the folds of her succulent snatch. His fingers were drenched with her tangy moisture.
As his convulsion receded, he started to pull away, only to see both of Lisa's hands lash back to grab his hips, pulling him sharply back into her ass. With her arms behind her, Lisa's face was buried in the pillow, her cries of unending joy muffled. Her message was absolutely clear: fuck, fuck, fuck!
Finally she reached her peak and crested. All the muscles in her body began to go limp. Lisa collapsed flat onto the bed, exhausted but utterly fulfilled. She brought Mario down with her, his cock still embedded to the balls deep in her quivering asshole. She willed her inner muscles to trap him, refusing to release his semi-hard cock.
Mario gasped as she made herself tight, her buttocks flexing as she strained to keep him inside her ass. He had one hand cupping her tit, pressed into the bed. Gently he flicked at the fat nipple as he fought to regain his breath.
"That was incredible," he managed a moment later. He kissed and nuzzled the sweat on her neck. Her red hair still retained its sweet fragrance. He envisioned spending the rest of his life experimenting in this fashion, indulging his curiosity with her. Lisa was so receptive, so eager to please him.
He glanced over to the relinquished steno pad and shuddered at one of the names. Mary Jane Harris. God ... he had a feeling, especially after the other night, that there was trouble ahead of him. He prayed she wouldn't interfere with their plans. He wanted nothing to intrude on his happiness....
CHAPTER SIX
"You fucked her girlfriend?" Mary Jane snarled. "Jesus! You're supposed to fuck Lisa."
Rick, singed by her wrath, merely shrugged. "It sort of happened...."
"You jerk. You had the perfect opportunity, and you blew it!"
"Oh yeah? Well, what have you done about Mario? Let's hear your plan of action."
Mary Jane smiled, in spite of her flashing anger. "I've devised a perfect scheme that can't misfire...." Rick scanned Mary Jane's lithe body and thought about the time she kneeled between his legs with her mouth on his cock. He could still feel her lips covering him with hot saliva. His dick twitched in his pants at her soft, sexy words. Her devious nature was like a potent aphrodisiac to him. "Tell me," he urged, moving closer to her.
Mary Jane caught his horny expression and immediately fled her spot on his sofa. She wasn't about to give him another sample. He had to be more successful in their joint venture in order to receive more. She wasn't that available. "No. I'm leaving it as a surprise."
"Come on ... you've made me curious."
"I have no intention of revealing my plans to anyone. You'll just have to trust me that what I'm proposing to do is fail-safe."
"Bitch," he muttered.
"Yes," she agreed with a sensual smile. "I know I am....
"So ... you just got this unadvertised offer mailed to you? Addressed as "Dear Preferred Customer," " Joe repeated, browsing the contents of the paper his brother handed to him. "Since when are you judged a preferred customer? You've never shopped there before. Plus sixty percent off their regular prices on tuxes? Seems too good to be true...."
"That's what I thought," Mario declared, walking beside them as they made their approach to that store. "Premiere has always carried quality clothes. People go there for the name-not necessarily the price."
"You can't afford to miss out on a deal like that one. Even if there is a catch."
Mario nodded. He attempted to bring Lisa along with him, but she mentioned Mary Jane needing her to run along on a few errands. Rick was similarly unavailable. He had almost elected to go alone-which seemed his sole choice-when Joe materialized from no where at the last minute. A scheduling change at work freed him for the afternoon. Mario was glad for the company. He spent little time with Joe. Their legendary jaunts, inclusive of Joe, brought back pleasant memories. Mario had gracefully retired from that scene, but conversing about them was harmless fun. Joe had filled him in on his last session with those two girls. From the sound of it, Joe had been catapulted into pure fantasy. Most guys would have given their left ball to have sex with two hot, willing females at the same time. Mario wouldn't sacrifice his happiness with Lisa for it, however-it was too great a price to pay for that kind of pleasure.
Next door to Premiere Tuxedo was a bookstore. Mario remembered that he wanted to buy a book for their mother ... something about known intestinal disorders. Since their mother was a regular visitor at her doctor's office, she claimed she wanted to be completely knowledgeable on the subject. Dr. Thatcher-along with the rest of them-proclaimed her a hypochondriac. "Why don't you run in and start looking," he suggested to Joe. "I've got to make a pit stop."
Joe waved the flyer in his hand. "Okay. I'll show this to the salesperson to make sure the offer is legit."
Premiere Tuxedo was crammed with customers-further evidence that some type of sale was underway. Joe couldn't believe that many people had need for formal wear. There must be some boom in the wedding industry. There could be no other explanation. Who else would want a tux?
A very attractive and shapely redhead with a name tag walked up to Joe. Colleen, he read. Mmmmmm. Her green eyes sparkled at him. The formfitting dress she wore left little to the imagination. Her tits threatened to burst from her plunging neckline. Joe could barely keep his eyes from her appetizing cleavage. "Are you ... Mr.
Benodito?"
"Why ... yes," Joe said. She hadn't made her question specific as to which Benodito and, frankly, he was too aroused to verify her preference.
"Mmmmmm," she murmured, inspecting his body. From her suggestive smile, she appeared delighted to be of service to him. "I see you wish to take advantage of our special offer."
"Yes...." He grinned to himself. Nothing she asked him had been answered incorrectly. He was interested. He gave her tits another inquisitive glance. Oh yes ... he lathered at the thought of being helped by her. If only she could really take care of him ... If she ever got a taste of what he had, she'd make it her business to have him as a regular customer.
"Please follow me," she purred. She turned, giving him a delicious view of her sumptuous ass and great legs. The high heels were a nice touch, adding to her sexiness.
Joe clenched his fists, fighting off the impulse to grab her. Jesus, she was one hot babe. Her hips shifted beneath the confines of her dress. He wondered if she had a boyfriend. He smirked. That sort of situation never seemed to stop him before....
Colleen led the way behind a curtain, then down a flight of stairs. Joe was puzzled as to why the special sale was conducted so far from the displayed merchandise. He certainly wasn't to complain. Mario might have a problem locating him, but he had faith his brother would manage. Being shuffled off to a remote area with this girl turned him on....
The sound of giggling alerted him. Other girls seemed to be near as well, though he didn't actually see them. He was mesmerized by Colleen's seductive figure as she sashayed ahead, rolling her hips as she walked. She was more than enough to handle at the moment.
"Where are we going?" he inquired.
"In here," she indicated with a sweep of her hand to a carpeted room.
Joe entered, looking around. Three other girls awaited them. He turned back to Colleen. "What's going on?"
"We're here to take ... your measurements," a sassy blonde said.
"We want to make sure everything fits just right," another blonde mentioned.
"Let's help him out of his things, girls," the brunette remarked.
All three girls-babes, in every sense of the word-had big tits, long legs and gorgeous faces. Joe wasn't sure if he was dreaming the entire situation or whether it truly was happening. He resolved not to ask any more questions; rationalizing might cause him to wake. Not one to blow an ideal fantasy, he submitted himself to their exclusive care-to do with as they wished. He was also too delirious to bother reading their name tags. Names, at this point, were meaningless. He did feel he was perfectly equipped to handle the situation.
He was pulled down to a pair of satiny lips which covered his mouth. A tongue entered, probing in hot search of his. He groaned, his senses reeling. He felt his pants being unfastened, then the zipper pulled down. The soft, urgent tugging of female fingers caused him to get hard. His cock throbbed in their clutches. Seconds later, he felt the lash of saliva over his swollen cockhead simultaneously with an abundant sweep over his balls. His pants continued to be lowered from his tremor-stricken thighs until they fell to his ankles and he was guided out of them. He groaned, but the sound was smothered by the sweetly exploring tongue. Hot shivers raced through him. Jesus ... he still found this entire experience the stuff of a wild hallucination. He couldn't actually be the erotic focus of four girls, yet their hands and mouths provided constant reinforcement.
Colleen had unzipped her dress and was taking out her massive tits. He watched in lurching excitement as she presented him with her stiff nipples. She had scooped up the large fleshy globes with her hands and held them to his mouth. The tongue that occupied him withdrew, allowing him a taste of her inflamed nubs. Joe lowered his head to pucker one. Mmmmmmm ... her flesh was as sweet as he expected. He flicked his tongue against its erectness, vibrating it until he heard her moan.
"Oh yes ... suck it ... suck my tit ... we want you to enjoy yourself here ... while we enjoy you...."
A flurry of hands stroked him, touching every part of him, spiriting him onto his back. Joe yielded to their silent request, crouching to his knees, then laying supine. One of the blondes was unbuttoning his shirt while the other sucked his cock. He gasped at their varied tugging-two distinct sensations indicating urgency and delight. Tender, roaming fingers wove through his thick chest hair until his nipples were located. He quivered as they were circled, grazed, then lingered upon. His quiver was deepened by the pair of lips sucking his cock. More and more of his hard dick was consumed until he felt himself encased in satisfying warmth and moisture. Another tongue dwelled at his balls, licking the taut flesh, providing a unique sensation that made them even tighter.
"Jesus...." he groaned, caught up in the luxury they freely offered.
"You like this, don't you?" Colleen questioned in her scratchy voice. She was leaning over his face, allowing her tits to dangle just inches from his mouth.
"God, yes...."
"Good...." She lowered her nipples, giving him an opportunity to respond to them.
Joe didn't waste a moment. He nibbled her jutting flesh, catching the swollen tips with his mouth. His groan and slurp came together, producing a vibration that made Colleen sway with pleasure. His expanding excitement served as a potent aphrodisiac for her. She must have read his intense expression and let it propel her.
"That's it ... suck them ... lick my tits, baby ... suck hard ... ohhhhhh! Like that ... yes, like that...." Colleen threw back her head, gasping for air. "Oh baby ... suck me ... grab them ... squeeze them ... they're so soft and cushiony. ... Use your hands...."
Joe obeyed. He applied a pressure that increased. She was extremely soft, supple, fascinating his fingertips with their intoxicating texture. His movements were expressive, inquisitive. He brought each of her tits to his mouth and sucked. He kneaded them, both with his lips and hands. Her flesh was a joy to fondle.
"Mmmmmm," he heard the blonde moan as she mouthed his cock. She rubbed his shaft with her juicy lips, making him wet with spit. Her tongue lapped his pulsating underside, flicking rapidly against the large vein. She opened wide, wrapping him in her lasting heat. She sucked his dick far into her throat while glomming every inch taken. Her intent, it appeared, was to make him swiftly cum in her mouth.
It took considerable determination to resist her command. Joe was tempted to discharge himself into her eager orifice, yet restrained the urge. Delaying orgasm wasn't simple-not with the variety of hands groping him.
Of course, he was very aware of the mouth on his balls. He wasn't sure if it were the other blonde or brunette taking charge of them, nor did he care. He closed his eyes, not because he wanted to prolong the dream, but rather from the explosive surge of pleasure that streamed through him.
Colleen, having had her tits sufficiently sucked, withdrew them in a hoarse tone. "I'm going to sit on his face...." she murmured.
Joe watched as her red thatch came into view above him, along with the tasty fold of her cunt lips. Her silky thighs fit around his head while her pussy hovered. Colleen waited before sinking onto his face. It was as though she wanted him to savor the moment-or perhaps contemplate how he planned to use his tongue. In any event, he badly wanted to suck her and knew his wish would soon be fulfilled.
"Let's see that tongue, baby," she said, her voice heavy with desire.
Joe showed it to her, making it stiff and wet. Without awaiting her further signal, he pulled her onto his face. She descended in a throaty gasp, then cried out as his tongue penetrated her. She probably hadn't expected to be fucked so quickly with it, but in her highly stimulated condition, it wasn't an issue.
"Ohh ... oh yeah ... lick me there ... mmmm ... good, baby....It feels so good the way you do it....Ohhhhhhhh ... now suck my clit ... use your tongue ... run it over ... ohhhhhhh! God ... I can see you don't need my instruction ... you know what to do ... yes! Oh yes...."
Joe swelled with enthusiasm as she writhed over his mouth. Her tits bobbed as he fed her the excitement of his tongue. He knew he .could make her cum quickly from the looks of her rapture-stricken face. Sliding his tongue in and out of her cunt seemed to expedite the process. Colleen seemed very anxious for him to do that do her. She resolved, however, to enjoy every expert slurp he had to offer. Her cunt was juicy, incredibly soft and delectable. He gladly licked the drenched pink flesh, jabbing his stiff tip into its absorbent surface. He listened to her fevered cries as he ate her, letting the excitement he created to build steadily.
The blonde, who had been madly whipping her hair over his stomach as she sucked his dick, seemed consumed with passion. After filling her mouth frantically with his big thing, lowering it deep into her throat, she revealed another way of pleasuring him. She climbed onto his lap, stroking his swollen cock in her fist.
"I'm going to fuck you, baby ... gotta sit on your cock ... gonna ride you...." she mentioned as she lifted her ass.
Joe felt the heat and moisture between her legs as she adjusted his cockhead. Blowing him had made her amazingly wet-so wet, in fact, that he smoothly slipped inside her with a soft push of her hips. Even though he plunged into her with little effort, her snatch remained tight. She squeezed her snug pussy over his throbbing cock, introducing him to its luscious fit.
"Ohhhhhh...." she shuddered, impaling herself on his dick. Her pussy lips swooped over him, burying him high in her swirl of juices. She looked as though she had found ecstasy, her eyes glazed with satisfaction, before she began humping him. She slithered up and down, stroking him with her juicy cunt lips, tightening them as she became even more excited.
Joe paused in the middle of eating Colleen to savor the crushing force of her cunt. The blonde seemed to dare him to study her pleasure-giving movements as she rose and fell onto his lap. The other blonde who had been licking his balls knelt behind her, fondling her tits. Joe watched as the girl played with her nipples, fanning over the stiff nub. The blonde was exhilarated by her touch, moaning, then sinking to the base of Joe's solid cock. When all of it had been crammed inside her pussy, she let out a glutted cry that echoed in the room.
The brunette, not to be excluded, drifted over to him and compelled him to grope her with an urgent indication of her eyes. Joe reached for her pussy, thumbing the soft pubes and then her clit. Electric shocks were fed into her system as she trembled. He heightened her enjoyment by inserting a finger into her cunthole. Her slot was hot and juicy, sucking his digit to the knuckle.
"Finger me," she hissed. "Yeah ... yeah ... farther ... more ... oh! "
The blonde fucking him reached for Colleen as she wavered over Joe's face. Her nipples protruded thickly from her pendulous tits. The blonde tweaked them, causing Colleen to cry out. Seeing Colleen rocking in a daze sent Joe into a delirium himself. He plunged his tongue into her pussy as though he were fucking her with it.
Joe had no intention of ceasing action. He was driven by her ravaged features, her undulating flesh and her flavor-rich pussy. Colleen was going to be recipient of his sweet tonguing until her curvaceous body was riddled with orgasm.
The blonde silenced Colleen's sobs by pulling her against her huge tits and planting her tongue in her mouth. Colleen whimpered in her embrace as the girl methodically played with her tongue and tits. She surrendered to the sensations that engulfed her. She ground her pussy to Joe's face, shaking. Joe readily gobbled the abundant juices that dribbled from her cunt.
The girl behind the blonde was clutching her tits more frantically, then began kissing the base of her neck. Her moist kisses became intense and evolved into hot sucking sounds. The blonde's eyes rolled up in their sockets, reflecting total ecstasy. She pushed down with her cunt, embedding Joe's cock in tickling squish. Her hips worked in frenzy, reacting from the stimulation she received.
Joe groaned. His groin was damp from the wet smack of her pussy. The heels of his feet bore into the carpet as he braced himself for her feverish ride. The blonde had given herself over to wanton abandon, craving the thickness his cock afforded. She fucked him without a sign of exhaustion, unrelenting in her passion.
After several moments of intense fucking, the blonde had arrived at the threshold she sought. She released Colleen, removing both her hands and mouth, sputtering air as she convulsed.
"Ohhhhh!" she whimpered, spasming heavily on Joe's cock. "Oh God ... oh yeah ... I'm cumming ... cumming...."
The girl sucking on her neck didn't stop until the blonde's pussy halted in its savage thumping against Joe. She shook uncontrollably, enjoying several moments of the girl's nibbling at her neck and ear lobes, the tender grazing of her throbbing nipples. She murmured her enjoyment, then allowed the girl to pull her off Joe. Together they rolled off to the side, kissing each other hungrily.
The brunette whom Joe had been entertaining with his finger took one look at his big dick and was eager to take the blonde's place. Immediately, she straddled him. Her pussy was equally tight, fitting moistly around his erect cock. She rode him just as furiously, letting their groins slap in juicy splendor. "Yeah," she muttered. "Give it to me ... yeah, show me what you can do with that thing. ... Fuck me, fuck me ... ohhhhhhhhhhh!"
Joe merely remained in position and had the brunette do most of the work. He arched his back and returned to eating Colleen with a vengeance. Her enormous tits shifted above as he delved into her succulent boundaries. She gushed her juices, shivering, arching her back in an effort to control the heat that raged through her body. She cupped her tits, elevating her rigid nipples. Joe saw her thumbs and forefingers enclose them, wringing the glory that he precipitated.
"Jesus ... that feels so good," she gasped. "Fuck me with your tongue ... plunge it into my pussy....Yes, like that ... ohhhhhhhhh! Oh baby, keep doing it ... fuck me with your tongue ... my pussy loves it ... loves the way you lick it....Ohh ... eat it, baby ... eat my snatch ... ohhhhhhh. ... You're slurping my clit ... oh God ... don't stop ... faster, baby ... more....That's the way I like it ... suck me ... suck my pussy ... eat my cunt...."
Colleen jerked atop his face. Her voice deepened as orgasm appeared to approach. Her hips whipped back and forth, smearing his nose and cheeks with hot, slippery juice that oozed from her cunt. Joe grasped her slender thighs and attempted to tame her frenzied rhythm. She bucked and thrashed recklessly, opposing his efforts. Her pleasure was unleashed, and had to run its course.
"Come on, baby," he muttered as he lapped. "Cum on my face ... cum against my tongue ... come on, baby ... show me ... wanna feel you cum ... you know you want to cum...." He tickled her clit for several energy-depleting moments, until he felt her weaken. His attention to this area nearly sent her into a stupor.
Colleen groaned. "Oh God ... ohhhhhhhhh!" She spasmed, stroking her nipples. Joe saw them protrude through her fingers like thick erasers, swollen with excitement.
He drove his tongue into her pussy at the moment of climax, yearning to feel her at full intensity. Colleen's flesh quivered around him, unable to contain the exhilaration he spurred. Back and forth he sent his tip, lunging into her cunt. He speared through her hot squish at the height of her contractions where he remained until they subsided.
The brunette, very turned on by Joe's oral performance, rocked feverishly on his lap. Her pussy slammed over his hard cock with renewed passion. "It's so good to fuck a real man," she murmured, cramming his whole shaft into her snatch. The strokes she took were intended to make him cum. During Joe's involvement with Colleen, the brunette had cum twice and continued to ride him. Unlike the blonde, who was sucking tongue with the other blonde, she was determined to bring Joe to orgasm.
After Colleen was totally spent, she lifted herself from Joe's face and caressed her pussy. She moaned softly, treating her cunt with delicacy. Undoubtedly the strength of her orgasm was so powerful her muscles ached. She crawled over to the blondes rolling along the floor, shaking.
Joe didn't seem bothered to see Colleen go-not when he had the brunette to finish. He cupped her luscious buttocks, squeezing it hungrily. His appetite was made known through his hands. The brunette enjoyed his grope. She squeezed a little more of his stiff dick into her pussy, bearing down in an effort to soak him in her juices.
Joe wasn't content to remain on his back, but sought a more aggressive role in giving the brunette pleasure. He spirited her beneath him with a surge of strength, covering her with his man's body. She clutched herself to him, coiling her long, shapely legs around his waist and crushing her large tits to his chest. She moaned as he began to feverishly pump her, pushing her pussy up to meet his thrusting cock. From her excited whimpers, Joe figured she hadn't had nearly enough fucking. He slammed into her with all he had, listening to the slick sounds of his cock moving in and out of her pussy. That sweet, engulfing feeling of being embraced by warm cunt lips drove him wild.
"Ohhhhh ... fuck me," the brunette urged him. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard! Fuck me with that big dick ... oh yeah ... I love it...."
Just as he went about to oblige her, Joe felt his balls being licked again. He turned slightly to see Colleen administering saliva between his legs. From the manner in which her tongue swirled, she was applying spit to both him and the brunette. Feeling her hot tip sent a tickle racing through him. He fucked the brunette faster, daring Colleen to compete with the speed his cock traveled.
"Ohhhhh!" the brunette wailed, receiving his heavy plunge. "Jesus ... oh baby ... fuck me...."
The challenge of delaying orgasm was nearly over. Joe couldn't stop the seizure that was about to happen. The harder he fucked the brunette, the more emphatic was the impulse to erupt. He rammed into the brunette one final time, going deeply as he could, then squirted his hot goo. He held her tightly as it spurted from him, causing him to shudder.
"Arrgghhh ... ughhh!" he groaned, swallowing. "Ugghhhh ... ahhhh!"
He was sure the amount he injected into the brunette was flooding, but Colleen eagerly attended to the excess. As his jism gushed out of her pussy, her tongue was ready to lick it. He heard her mew like a cream-fed kitten, lapping it up.
The brunette worked her hips frantically, trying to keep his cock hard while inside her snatch. Joe knew he was starting to get soft, but managed to make her cum with what was left. She spasmed a moment later, clinging to its gratification with all the vigor she possessed.
Upstairs, Mario searched for Joe. He wasn't surprised to see his brother gone. Joe stumbled into trouble with unrestrained passion. Very likely, a blonde had charmed him away. Mario shook his head and grinned. He didn't mind. The crowd at Premiere Tuxedo was unbelievable. People were milling about the store in droves. Nobody seemed to be buying anything, simply browsing.
Mario was about to leave when he caught sight of Mary Jane Harris. Now what was she doing here? Immediately, Mario sensed a scheme of hers. The writing on the envelope seemed familiar to him.
Apparently she hadn't seen him. He remained behind, awaiting her next move. An almost wicked smile glowed from her face. He saw her go directly to the rear of the store, then disappear behind some curtains. Mario, detecting a plot, followed her. He descended the stairs, lagging behind a considerable distance so she wouldn't be aware of his presence. The sounds of moaning drifted from a room. Mary Jane snuck toward it. Mario saw a video camera perched up in the corner, apparently capturing the action inside the room. Noises of a sexual nature grew in magnitude. He was within inches of her, peering over her shoulder. It was then that he felt, as well as saw, her anger lashing out.
"You dumb twats!" she snarled. "You've got the wrong guy!"
Joe was on the floor, furiously fucking some brunette. A curvaceous red-head lingered between his legs, slurping at his balls and the brunette's cunt. Under normal circumstances, Mario might have found the scene arousing, but making the connection with Mary Jane only soured his stomach.
"I wonder who you intended it for," he said aloud.
Mary Jane whirled around in shock. "Mario ... oh God!"
Mario tilted his head to the camera. "Was I suppose to be getting taped?"
"I ... uh ... well, no...." she stammered.
"Evidence to present to Lisa?" he ventured.
Her face turned crimson. Mary Jane was unaccustomed to answering for her actions. Rather than denying it, she boldly confronted him. "Yes, I was. And it's only a matter of time before I get what I want." She reached for him.
"Not a chance," Mario said, avoiding her touch. "You're sick. You think you could blackmail in that fashion? What makes you think I'd let myself be lured into it in the first place?"
"Because you're a man," she murmured softly. "A very gifted, well-endowed man." She put her hand over his crotch before he could stop her and rubbed. "And any man would welcome the chance to have four girls. Or maybe what you'd prefer is someone you've had before. Someone a lot better than all of them combined...." She deepened her grope, attempting to stir his cock.
"I don't think so," Mario said, pushing her hand away. "I've already got the woman I want, and it certainly isn't you." He began retreating to the stairs. "You might as well join them, Mary Jane. That's the only available Benodito left."
"I want you," she insisted, frustrated by his defiance.
"I'm afraid that's not possible."
She watched him go upstairs, clenching her fist. In a small voice, she said, "We'll see, baby. We'll see...."
CHAPTER SEVEN
"I guess I wasn't the only one to fuck up," Rick teased.
"Shut up." Mary Jane, doing a slow bum, folded her arms in front of her and turned from him. Admitting defeat wasn't something she did gracefully. And it wasn't as though she had abandoned hope.
"Foolproof plan, huh? The perfect scheme...."
"Let's not split hairs over this."
"And why not? You weren't exactly sympathetic when the tables were turned on me. You hadn't held back your tongue." Now that he thought of it, she had been quite willing with her tongue, her lips ... memories of that blowjob she gave him drifted back to him. He wouldn't mind a little incentive like that again. Mary Jane was great at sucking cock. "You know what I think we ought to do?"
"What?" she asked as he draped his arm around her shoulder and gave her a suggestive squeeze.
"I say, let's forget about all this nonsense and fuck our cares away...." he whispered huskily into her ear.
She jerked away from him. "Not on your life! I have no intention of giving up. Don't you want Lisa anymore? I thought she meant a great deal to you." He shrugged. "She does ... but the feeling is definitely not mutual."
"The hell it isn't. You told me how she became flustered when you were at her apartment. How desperate she was to get away. It's obvious Lisa couldn't trust herself. Another moment of struggling with you, brushing up against your dick, would have sapped her resistance...."
Rick was getting horny from Mary Jane's choice of words. He wondered if she wasn't deliberately trying to turn him on-even in a subconscious manner. It was difficult envisioning Lisa in her scenario when he kept gazing at Mary Jane's pert tits, her sensual lips, her lithe body, and recalling the night she had gotten on her knees to give him pleasure. The satisfaction she gave him with her mouth had been incredible-the way she slid her lips up and down on his swollen cock, nibbling it inch by inch before swallowing it whole. He craved a repeat performance, concluded with a long, enjoyable fuck....
"You're not listening," she snapped. "You idiot!"
"Sorry ... I was sort of ... preoccupied."
Mary Jane grimaced. She was alert to his aroused expression. Making him cum might be her only alternative to secure his participation. She preferred Lisa enacting the honors. Building Rick's ego, then prompting him in Lisa's direction was her best bet. If Mary Jane continued to offer him relief, he would gain sexual dependence on her and not focus on Lisa. She had to reverse his thought pattern and spin it back to its proper course. "Rick ... wouldn't you rather have Lisa?"
"I don't know...." His arm went around Mary Jane, barely concealing urgency in its grip.
His erotic vibrations were acute. Nestled against his brawny frame, Mary Jane was lured into a similar mood. The man she pretended to cuddle with, however, was Mario. God ... would she ever know his embrace again? Would she ever be feverishly wrapped around his hard body, thrashing in orgasm? She was beginning to feel it impossible.
While Mary Jane fumbled in her reasoning, Rick took action. He snared Mary Jane's hand and put it over his crotch. His cock had swelled to full size, straining against his jeans. He clamped down, making her feel it.
Mary Jane shivered. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Come on, baby," he muttered in a low voice. "Let's do it ... you know you want to ... why deny yourself..
"But I don't want to do it ... with you...."
"Liar." He deepened his rub.
Mary Jane was getting affected by the heat he generated. His dick was incredibly stiff, bulging through his pants. Her fingers swirled over its pronounced shape, lingering over the balls. Involuntarily, she applied a sweet, stirring pressure. Rick responded by boldly leaning toward her. He more than filled her hand, stretching thickly from her clasped borders. She remembered how big it got when she mouthed it. Fortunately, Mary Jane possessed the skill to handle it. With a bit of trouble, she gulped it down. Damn it! She wasn't emotionally equipped to cope with Rick's overwhelming sex drive. They were supposed to be engineering a plan, not fucking....
"Rick ... let's stop, right now," she mentioned in a shaky voice.
"But you don't really want to stop...."
As fate would have it, he was correct. Her obstinacy waned. She was susceptible to him. She searched her mind for some measure of protection, something that would channel his energies elsewhere. "Rick ... let's call Lisa. Now. We'll get her over here. You'll fuck her ... here...."
"How do you propose to do that?" he said, licking her ear lobe.
She trembled. She hadn't expected such a fierce reaction. Christ, she must have really been depriving herself to get horny so easily ... "I'll figure it out ... maybe with a little luck, we can have you at the same time...."
The seed had been planted. Rick hesitated, taking her suggestion under advisement. Lisa and Mary Jane sucking his cock ... Lisa and Mary Jane sliding under him, spreading their legs, letting him fuck them ... Lisa on his face, Mary Jane on his cock, then vice versa ... His cock pulsated furiously "Do you really think it's possible?"
Mary Jane smiled. Sharing him with Lisa would be a mistake, but one that wouldn't happen. She wasn't going to admit it, either. Not now, when it was her sole weapon to elude his grasp. She would summon Lisa here, at her apartment, then foist Rick upon her. A very horny Rick....
"It'll be fun," Mary Jane let out a giggle. "What do you say?"
"Call her."
She turned her back to him and stooped to get the phone. She wasn't attuned to the fact that assuming this position would lead to her defeat-facilitating Lisa's was of primary importance. Her other blunder was assuming Rick would arrest his sexual hunger until Lisa's arrival-not when Mary Jane also promised him sex.
Mary Jane had just depressed the last digit of Lisa's number onto the pad when she felt Rick's hand slither beneath her dress. Abruptly she shot up, about to halt his further progression when Lisa picked up on the other end.
"Hello?" Lisa's cheerful voice boomed.
Rick was delicately peeling her panties over her hips.
"Lisa ... it's Mary Jane." She darted her eyes at him, imploring he stop immediately. The tickle of the elastic over her aroused skin continued. Her fingers tightened about the receiver. She hadn't anticipated the volley of chills spanning her body.
"Hi. How ironic that you called-you were just on my mind."
"I ... was?"
"We haven't had much time to talk, what with the wedding plans and all. I was wondering how things were going for you."
Normally, Lisa's chirp would have set the tone of their conversation, but Rick's inquisitive touch disabled her emotions. Mary Jane shivered in anticipation of what he was attempting to do. He grazed her bare butt while sending her panties down her trim thighs. God ... she had to halt him from going farther. He would expose her intention for calling Lisa. "Yes ... we haven't made the time to converse. I was of the same impression."
Lisa laughed. "It has been a while. I was hoping we could get together to start shopping for our outfits. There'll be my gown, plus the ones you and Shannon will be wearing...."
Mary Jane didn't want to digress into a discussion about their dresses, not when Rick was about to fuck her. She had to lure Lisa to her apartment. "Yes, yes ... there's much to do ... I-" Rick's thumb ran along the crack of her ass, savoring every naked inch. She was synchronized to his horny vibrations, perceiving them through his touch. Helplessly, she pushed his hand away, only to have it return. "I...." ... "and I suppose we'll have to choose dresses for my mother and Mario's," Lisa went on, oblivious to Mary Jane's plight. The opportunity for a genuine gab was too tempting to resist. "They'll drive me crazy if I allow them to make the selection themselves. I can just imagine what mine would pick...."
Both of Rick's hands were on her ass. He was spreading her cunt lips apart. Oh no! Mary Jane fretted. He couldn't possibly ... God! His tongue slurped at her pussy. A jolt of passion dashed through her like lightning. Again she tried to push his face away, but to no avail. He let out another lash, covering her soft folds with saliva. Her entire body shook with pleasure. She clamped her hand over the receiver, praying Lisa hadn't heard her moan. "Rick, stop ... please...."
His only answer was an audible lick that sent her reeling. She grasped the back of a chair. Her grip on it was tenacious, calling upon it for support. How could he put her in this difficult position? There had to be a way of harnessing his heat and saving it for Lisa. If only he gave her momentary reprieve....
"Have we discussed colors?" Lisa queried. "I was thinking of pale pink, or perhaps mauve. Which do you prefer?"
Mary Jane slowly took her hand away from the receiver, distrusting her voice. His tip pushed into her pussy, leaving her dizzy. His expert laps made her hot and juicy. She could not control the moisture that oozed from her cunt. "You know, Lisa, we're going to turn this phone conversation ... into a marathon session. Why not spend some time together at my place to ... structure the event?"
"Mary Jane ... is something wrong? You sound odd."
Jesus! It was Rick's hot tongue that strained her voice. "No...." She covered the receiver again. "Will you please ... stop!"
"I can't ... your pussy tastes so good...." he muttered.
Mary Jane was about to displace his head when he attacked her clit. Fast, furious licks made her mouth drop open and making excited gasping sounds. "Ohhhhh! Oh Christ ... ohhhhhhhh ..."
"Mary Jane?" Lisa repeated, attempting to recapture her attention. "I don't understand...."
Rick was fraught with excitement. He couldn't believe he was eating Mary Jane Harris" pussy. Her sweet fragrance thrilled him-a powerful stimulant that wouldn't subside. He stuck his tongue into her cunthole, feeling the flow of her husky juices. He wiggled it as best he could, drawing her breath in the process. Her soft, succulent confines remained secure. He tried spreading her apart, but her swollen lips defied him. Instead of forging ahead, he sucked her pink flesh. Mary Jane barely choked back her cries. He knew he shouldn't be doing this while she was on the phone, but was incapable of resisting temptation. He had a taste for pussy-Mary Jane's specifically. Not that he would prohibit Lisa from joining them. He very much wanted to include her.
"I ... I'm sorry, Lisa," Mary Jane spoke into the phone. "I thought something was burning on the stove. Everything here is fine." With the last ounce of strength she possessed, she propelled Rick from her. She stifled a gasp as he withdrew his tongue. God ... another several licks, and he would have made her cum. "Well ... can you make it over here?"
"Actually, I like the idea, but would rather you came here."
She couldn't drag Rick with her. Lisa would become suspicious if she attempted a casual explanation of his presence. His introduction had to be subtle, calculated. "Why is that?"
"I'm not dressed. And I guess I really don't feel like leaving the house. Besides, Mario will be over in a while. We wanted to spend a little time together...."
Mary Jane, filing that bit of information, searched her brain. She had to invent a suitable excuse to bring Lisa here. "I'd love to come over, but...." Rick was behind her again, nibbling on her ear lobe. She reached back to push him away, but quickly realized he'd removed his pants. Her hands grazed his flat-board stomach and pubes. She had also felt his warm, pulsating dick. Rick had a raging hard-on! "
I mean...." she stammered, trying to maintain continuity, "I just starting cooking this really big meal...."
"You, cooking?" Lisa giggled. "I thought you despised the whole thing. Since when have you become the gourmet chef?"
"Oh, I'm just dabbling, I suppose...." Mary Jane was really beginning to worry. Rick was positioning himself behind her. His erect cock was just inches from her cunt. Was the man crazy? Did he think he could enter her while she was talking with Lisa? Pushing had no effect, so she resorting to clawing her nails and scratching him. She dug into his flesh, hoping to repel him. If anything, her action appeared to incite his lust. The healthy beat of his cock against her ass was perceptible.
"And who are you cooking for? A new man in your life, perhaps?"
"Actually ... it was just a recipe I found. Why not come over and sample it for me? Perhaps you'll want to test it on Mario...." Rick's swollen head was being fit into her sodden cunt lips. She gritted her teeth, making a last ditch effort to avert penetration. He was going to take her, doggie-fashion, unless she stopped him. Damn his superb cunt-lapping. He'd gotten her so wet, he could easily slide into her. "Hmmmm. What recipe is it?"
Goddamn Lisa and her curious nature. Did it matter?
"It's an Italian dish. I'm not quite sure how to pronounce it, but it's pasta and sauce...." Oh God, Rick was beginning to sink his cock into her. Her pussy widened to absorb him. Mary Jane clenched the receiver, shaking. It felt good ... too good. She wanted him to stop ... then abandoned her plea.
"Yeah...." Rick muttered softly from behind, fucking through her soft folds. He drove forward, impaling her with his hard dick. Mary Jane could do little else but muffle her aroused sob. "Oh yeah ... so wet ... so hot...."
"Is someone there?" Lisa asked. "Do you have company?"
"Uh ... what makes you ask that?" Mary Jane panicked. Rick would have to stifle himself if she were to be successful.
"I heard someone."
"No, it's the television."
"Oh."
Mary Jane worried that she wasn't exactly convincing.
Her motive seemed more and more transparent. "Please, Lisa, I'd really love to have you over...."
There was a pause. During that time, Rick took to actively pumping Mary Jane. His cock stroked her inflamed pussy. She could barely stand on her feet, slumping over the sofa. The phone hung precipitously in her grasp. She nearly dropped it, ecstasied by Rick's plunging dick. It made moist, puckering sounds as it slipped into her snatch. Mary Jane closed her eyes, suspending the moment.
Despite her paranoia, Rick managed to provide her satisfaction. She must have denied herself a long time, noticing how she pushed back to receive his solid cock.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to slip into some clothes and run over there," Lisa mentioned at length. "Expect me in fifteen minutes...."
"Great," Mary Jane murmured. "That sounds ... great. Please, hurry."
"Are you sure nothing is the matter?" Lisa's puzzled tone returned.
"No," Mary Jane said. "Nothing. I'm just watching the stove...."
"All right. See ya."
The phone practically fell from Mary Jane's hand. She let out a sweet moan. "Jesus, Rick ... couldn't you wait?"
"No ... I just had to fuck you...."
"Lisa's on her way."
"I'll fuck her after I'm finished with you."
"No, you'll stop now, " Mary Jane insisted. Rick was far too involved in shoving himself inside Mary Jane's warm pussy to consider quitting. Whether it was the excitement of her tight snatch fitting around his big dick, or her small body submitting to his larger, more commanding one, he was unsure. In either event, he liked the sensation of being crammed into her hot cunt. She rubbed so sweetly, the walls of her pussy catching his cock and coating him with juice. He pushed himself as far as he could, then pulled all but his cunt-slicked head out of her pussy. "You don't really mean it, do you?"
Mary Jane questioned herself as waves of satisfaction engulfed her. Perhaps she did not want the pleasure to end. Rick's cock delighted her, causing bursts of joy. She bit her lip, unable to reply. Did she wish for this session to abruptly cease, or did she want to finish? Rick wasn't supposed to fuck her-not yet. Mary Jane wanted to focus his passion on their impending visitor. "But I want you to fuck Lisa...."
"I will...."
"But-" Mary Jane floundered, infected by Rick's mood. He was a really good fuck. The way he moved in and out of her pussy was unlike anything she had before. His push was urgent, yet restrained. Mario was a totally abandoned lover, subscribing to raw instinct. Though Rick's style varied, she couldn't deny enjoying it. "God...."
"Do you really think I ought to stop?" he repeated, sinking into her cunt again and again. The juicy slap of his groin to her butt punctuated his query.
"I ... I," she fought for control. Her brain refused to function in a defense-mode. It wanted what her body craved. Rick was feeding her the very thing she needed all along. She moaned, savoring it in her cunt. He was hard, pulsating-and even larger than she could remember. Did he grow in size at the prospect of fucking her? She panted at the thought..:
Rick awaited some sign from Mary Jane that told him to stop. When none came, he grinned. "No," he muttered, pumping her. "You don't want me to pull out ... it feels too good, doesn't it?"
"Yes...." Mary Jane whimpered.
"Sure it does. See what you could have had before, and didn't want." He fucked her harder, watching her respond to him. Mary Jane's imperative slam of her butt reassured him. She definitely wanted more. Gladly, he supplied it in the form of fierce, satisfying strokes. He slid his dick in and out of her warm, grabbing pussy. Mary Jane was a sweet fuck. Giving it to her, nice and stiff, was like a fantasy come true. Though he hadn't cared much for her in the past, there was something intensely pleasing about fucking her from behind. The position lent itself to urgency. He was smug, hammering himself into her hot squish, watching her grovel on her knees. She was crouched against the soft, withstanding the impact.
"Ohhhhhh!" Mary Jane gasped, writhing. "Ohhhhhh...."
"Yeah, it does feel good ... so fucking good...."
She thought she could hold out on him, stalling him before the designated time. Rick shook his head, plunging his cock into the steamy confines of her pussy. This couldn't possibly wait. She wanted it ... wanted it a great deal. Her moan told him how starved she was for cock. She couldn't conceal her appetite, no matter how cleverly she sought to elude him. Her physical craving had gotten the best of her ... and him, as well. She wanted to fuck just as much as he did.
He induced her to move further up on the sofa, then knelt from behind. Her buttocks was extended, her cunt lips awaiting his furious push. He clasped her waist, then drove himself in. Ahhhhhhhh! He was completely wrapped in her pussy, squeezing through the narrow chamber. He rocked back and forth, thrusting into her cunt.
Mary Jane arched her back, swooning from it all. "God ... your dick feels like a rock....Fuck me, baby ... that's it, fuck me with all you've got ..."
"With pleasure...."
Mary Jane sobbed at the wallop she took. Rick was getting rough, but it didn't matter. She was totally aroused. "Ohhhhhhh ... stroke me with that big dick ... give it to me, baby, give it to me ... ohhhhhhhh!"
"You like my cock?" he muttered. "Do you like what it does to you?"
"Mmmmmm ... I want it all...."
"Yeah," he echoed, fitting himself into the warm, rubbing channel. "All of it ... inside your tight pussy...."
She was intoxicated by the heat they generated. Mary Jane submerged herself into the thick of it, lunging forward and in reverse on her haunches, letting her cunt consumed him. He penetrated her wonderfully deep. She experienced an electrical charge from head to foot, having him fill her. They were possessed by a hunger that could only be satisfied by friction.
Her cries implored him to fuck her that much harder. Rick felt his pleasure mount, escalating to a higher level. "I'm getting close, baby...." he grunted, "so close...."
Mary Jane whimpered from his frantic pumping. "Don't stop, baby ... try to hold back ... don't cum yet . ... Remember, Lisa will be here ... Lisa is the one you want to cum inside of ... save it for Lisa...."
"I'll have enough for Lisa...."
"No," she choked. "I want you to give it all to Lisa...."
The doorbell rang.
Mary Jane swallowed roughly. It seemed impossible to disengage herself from Rick at such a critical point, but she found the strength to do so. After his sweet pumping, she was almost too stimulated to alter her tactics. "I've got to answer it...."
"Not until I shoot...."
"Relax," she soothed, gritting her teeth. "Your dick will soon be wet ... only it will be from Lisa's pussy, not mine...."
"Let me cum-" He said gruffly, accelerating his thrusts.
"It'll be better if you wait...." She reached behind him and grasped his hips. After a moment, he obeyed her command. Gently, she worked his cock out of her. Rick gasped, struggling to assert control. He massaged it, quivering at the sensation of his hand after being covered by Mary Jane's snatch. "Jesus ... I was just about to explode...."
"You will," Mary Jane whispered, slipping her panties back on. She had been close to cumming, herself. A few more thrusts would have been all that was necessary. Her orgasm, however, might have prompted Rick's. Jesus, her pussy smarted! Rick made her deliciously sore. Glancing at the huge thing standing high between his legs, she sighed. It was a wonder how he got his entire shaft into her. He was embedded to his balls. "Wait for us in my bedroom. And don't make a sound. You'll spoil my plan...."
"Hurry," he hoarsely told her. "Bring her to me....
Mary Jane nodded. She experienced a surge of weakness and she lifted herself to her feet. Taking Rick into her cunt had been so enjoyable. She caressed her pussy, then straightened herself. Perhaps, after Rick repeatedly fucked Lisa, they would have their own private session. That was, if he was man enough to handle it....
The doorbell rang several more times before Mary Jane ushered Lisa into the apartment. A pang of remorse struck her. She regretted what she was about to do. Lisa was, after all, her best friend-it was a pity she became involved with Mario. Mary Jane would not otherwise subject her to such humiliation.
"What took you so long?" Lisa asked, stepping into the apartment. She was looking fresh and sensual. Her face mirrored innocence. "I was about to leave."
"I'm sorry. I was in the back."
Lisa wrinkled her nose. "What kind of Italian dish are you preparing? I don't" seem to smell any of the garlic or herbs you would normally include in such a recipe...."
Mary Jane flinched. "Lisa ... I have a confession to make. I needed you to come here because there is something wrong."
Lisa's eyes grew huge. "What's happened?"
"It's Rick. He's here."
"Rick?" Lisa looked uncomfortable. "But why? Is he in some sort of trouble?"
"Not trouble ... but he is rather upset about the engagement."
Lisa lowered her head. "I know. He mentioned it to me."
"He's absolutely beside himself. I can't seem to console him. Perhaps if you took the time to talk to him, explain your affection for Mario, he might understand."
"I doubt that would help." Lisa wrung her hands. "I ought to have Mario speak with him. They're close friends."
"No, it has to come from you." Mary Jane placed emphasis on every word stated. If Lisa refused to enter her bedroom-or worse-failed to respond to Rick, her scheme would collapse. There would be no foundation left to base her hope of reconnecting with Mario. She had to prove Lisa still carried a torch for him-a torch whose heat she aimed to intensify.
Lisa shrugged. "I wish you would have been honest with me, Mary Jane."
"I apologize for deceiving you, but it was the only way." She patted her on the shoulder. "Come on. Talk to him...."
"Where is he?"
"The bedroom."
Lisa took a step back. "Why there? What's going on here? Are you sure you've told me everything?"
"It was my idea. I don't exactly have that many rooms to choose from. I wanted to keep him out of view until I had a chance to discuss the matter with you. It's up to you, Lisa. If you don't want to, I'll send him away."
She hesitated, her heart pounding. Lisa wasn't certain if part of her reluctance stemmed from not trusting herself. When she was last with Rick, a fierce longing emerged that she feared disobedient. She knew she loved Mario, yet, strangely, there was unfinished business between she and Rick. The termination of their relationship had been too swift to prepare her for the lasting effect on her emotional state. She denied, even to herself, that any feelings for Rick had survived. Mario had mended her heart, repaired her trust. She didn't want to reopen the wound.
"I can't go in there...." Lisa whispered. "I'm afraid...."
"Would you prefer if I went with you? I could act as referee."
Lisa considered her options. Mary Jane's presence might damper Rick's romantic spirit. He wouldn't embarrass himself in front of someone else. "All right. But if he refuses to discuss the subject, then I plan on leaving immediately."
"That sounds reasonable." Mary Jane led the way. With her back to Lisa, she couldn't help from grinning. What would Lisa's reaction be when she saw Rick's stiff cock? Would it summon gratifying memories?
Rick had had the foresight to slip under the blanket. Keeping on his shirt, he appeared to be keeping himself warm. Mary Jane was certain his pants were removed and hidden. She prayed he would conceal his hard-on until the precise moment. She motioned for him to preserve his haunted expression with a flash of her eyes. Any miscalculation on his part would propel Lisa back to Mario.
"Rick...." Lisa shook her head, puzzled as to his distraught state of mind. "Has it been this difficult for you?"
He lowered his head into the shadows. "You can't imagine."
Mary Jane noted Lisa's reluctant step into the room, followed by another and yet another. "I had no idea you were ... tormented by our decision."
"You don't need to pat my shoulder, Lisa, and tell me it's going to be all right." His face was obscured.
"I feel badly it's had this kind of effect on you." She sat on the edge of the bed and caressed his face. "Rick ... please don't be angry with me or Mario. Our engagement was bound to happen. We've been seeing a great deal of one another."
"Go away." Rick's indignation seemed inspired. Mary Jane wasn't so confident he was play-acting. He certainly appeared to have convinced Lisa his suffering was genuine. She didn't look as apprehensive to be near him.
"Rick ... I don't like seeing you hostile."
"I don't want to waste your time again. We tried talking this over last time-when you walked out on me.
"Excuse me for doing that. I thought...."
"You thought what? That I was going to force you to do something you didn't want to do?"
"No," she said thoughtfully. "Actually, I didn't trust myself."
He looked up at her, peering into her eyes. Lisa gazed at him, mustering some of the love she once had for him. Not much was left, she figured, before he reached for her hand. His touch shook her. A hot impulse streamed through her body. No, it was more than she suspected. A vast amount more.
"You mean ... there's still a chance?" he asked softly.
Weakly, she pulled her hand away. "I didn't say that. Mario and I are to be married."
"But you just said-"
"I realize what I said. Rick, you must accept our decision. We can't expect your blessing...."
"You would never have it." His voice was filled with scorn. "I refuse to picture the two of you together forever, not while I still feel the way I do. Not when I want you so badly for myself.
"Rick, it's useless to hope I'll change my mind." Lisa's speech was slurred, thickened by the lump in her throat. Emotions were running rampant. She fought to dominate them, but yet they challenged her.
"You're wrong. I can see it in your eyes how you want me. I can hear it in your voice...." He reached for her again. This time, she made no attempt to escape his touch. He cupped her tit. His fingers were tender, yet forceful. The intoxicating pressure applied made Lisa moan.
"Rick, don't...." she murmured, yet the urge for him to continue was far stronger. Pleasure streamed through her body. She closed her eyes, unwilling to accept the burning sensations she experienced originating from Rick. The grope that excited her couldn't possibly belong to him, it was far too restrained. She reopened her eyes and saw that it was, indeed, Rick.
"Don't fight it," he whispered. "Not when you recognize how deeply you want it...."
His mouth covered hers, then his tongue entered her. His kiss was hot, intense-and dizzying. Lisa was scarcely aware of Mary Jane's presence. Her best friend was so quiet, she hadn't heard a sound. The air in the room was in short supply. Lisa groaned into Rick's mouth, succumbing to its seductive force. It more than overpowered her senses. It made her incredibly wet. Her pussy twitched with hunger. She mustn't tell him exactly how much she wanted him, nor reveal how aroused she was.
Lisa lowered herself down on the bed, letting Rick cover her with his body. As he moved from the sheets, she saw his bare thighs ... and his swollen cock. "Oh God ... oh Rick...."
"It's okay," he said, kissing along her neck and giving her flesh stimulating sucks-not enough to bruise, but to silence and thrill her. "It's okay...."
She feared if he dug into her stomach, or anywhere lower, she might behave more irrationally that she already had. How could she let this situation proceed? Where was her sense of virtue, morality?
Rick consigned her worries to the back of her mind when he mounted her. He made no attempt to remove her panties-not yet, at least. He concentrated on pleasuring her with his mouth, his hands. His kisses were passionate, overwhelming. She tasted his saliva and panted. It was as though they'd never become estranged, that their relationship had endured. She tried to think of Mario, of his hurt reaction, but Rick drove his image from her mind with his moist, stimulating tongue.
"Mary Jane ... Mary Jane...." Lisa called weakly, summoning her last vestige of willpower.
"She's gone," Rick told her. "She realizes we need to be alone ... to work this out...."
"But...."
"Shhhhh...." His lips suppressed her comments, then invoked her hunger. He was glad that, at length, her tongue met his and reciprocated with desire. Rick's cock throbbed, yearning to be embedded in Lisa's eager cunt. But he couldn't penetrate her yet ... not when she had to be brought to full arousal. He comprehended her blossoming lust, the manner in which she shifted restlessly beneath him. Her legs were beginning to wrap around him, her pussy rubbing against his body. It would be simple to insert his dick and fuck her. The thrill, however, would be fleeting, and hardly lasting. He wanted to completely change her mind about him, and to do so, he had to prolong her satisfaction-even if it meant delaying the relief he sorely needed.
Lisa's buttons were undone before she was aware of Rick's fingers. Her tits fell out, cushioned by his mouth. She purred as he sucked them, one at a time. "Ohhhhhhh ... ohhhhhhhh!" she whimpered, enjoying it. He slurped her nipple, vibrating his tongue against it. His concentrated effort made it stiff. Only after she writhed and moaned feverishly did he focus on the other. He kneaded it gently, but firmly. He flicked his tongue up around the nipple, then sucked deeply.
"Mmmmmmm," he grunted, between licks and kisses.
Lisa was totally distracted by what Rick's hand and mouth had accomplished. She had emptied her mind of all but the expanding warmth of her pussy and the electrical charge gained by Rick's touch. His fluttering tip enabled her with an onslaught of tingles. He lavished her flesh with prickling saliva. He bore down with a hot suck, catching the nipple with his lips and wringing it of its hardness. Lisa arched her back, swooning from its ramifications. "Yes...." she blurted. "Oh yes ... suck it...."
"I've always loved your tits," he mentioned. "They're incredibly soft and huge ... I love the way they feel in my hands...."
She thrusted her boobs in his face. "Go ahead ... suck them...."
He dove himself into her cleavage, availing himself of her bouncy flesh. He fondled it, enjoying the firmness and her receptivity. He mouthed her tits, puckering them, scooping them up with his hands and compressing them until the nipples touched. When both were together, he attempted to fit them into his mouth. He lapped the enlarged nuggets, listening to Lisa's increased pitch. He had her undulating, craving more. Gladly, he supplied it.
Lisa cradled Rick's head, guiding him to areas that elicited the most satisfaction. Her fingers wove into his blond hair, tugging him in various directions. She swallowed roughly, gasping for air as her nipples got sucked. "You made them so hard ... they ache."
"Yeah," he muttered before squeezing one back into his mouth. They were like rocks. It swelled beneath his furious lashing. His limber tongue didn't let up its pace, sending her into oblivion. "Mmmmmmm...." he glommed on them, enjoying his feast. He made her flesh moist, detecting the tremors as he increased his suck.
"Ohhhhhhh ... oh God ... oh Rick...."
Once he made her delirious, Rick elected to turn the heat he provoked yet another degree.
When Rick reached beneath her skirt and pulled off her panties, Lisa's fists balled and smacked the pillow. Things were definitely getting out of hand. She knew what his licks would do to her ... how quickly her inhibitions would fade. But soon, her lust took flight. His tongue dipped into her pink folds, separating her nectar-rich cunt lips.
"Ohhhhhh...." she sighed, rolling her eyes upward. Her fingertips immediately went to his head, combing through his ruffled hair.
"Mmmmmmm," he said, tracing her moist cunt flesh with his tip. If licking Mary Jane had excited him, sucking Lisa nearly gave him a stroke. It had been ages since he'd tasted her pussy. He dove between her red pubes with relish. Yes, he enjoyed giving her head-always had, to his recollection. Lisa got so hot from all that cunt-lapping she could barely wait to reciprocate. Rick recalled she often couldn't get his stiff cock in her mouth fast enough while still shuddering from orgasm.
"Ohhhhh ... oh Rick ... Rick...." she panted, oozing into his mouth.
Her snatch fluttered beneath the limber strokes of his tongue. He slurped her juices as readily as they flowed to the surface. She was soaked with desire. He lashed the swollen pussy lips, gleaning them of their sweet moisture. He purposely kept away from her clit. Sucking it would the consummation of his love-his crowning glory. All else to that moment was precursory. He wanted her to anticipate the force of his affection and its staggering impact. She knew what to expect. Lisa had always cum strongly with him; it was inevitable.
He picked her up by the ass cheeks and brought her quivering pussy even closer to his face. He inserted his tongue, wriggling it into her cunthole until she shook. He kept her snatch open by boring through those succulent cunt lips. Her innards were hot, squishy. He delved into her snatch as far as he could, sending her hips high with a quivering shake.
Lisa was thrown into a shivering swelter. It was bad enough to permit Rick to eat her pussy-but to respond so heatedly to it brought shame. Common sense told her to leave immediately, but her body refused to listen. It craved Rick's tongue, his furious laps. Even if she wanted to get up, she couldn't. His sweet licking sent her right on her back, writhing for more. "Ohhhhhh! Oh Rick ... suck it...." The words poured from her lips before she realized what she was saying. How could she be disloyal to Mario? It disturbed her, yet another force was at work, dictating her actions. She was merely going through the motions, allowing herself to be compromised.
She watched his head bob between her legs, then caught a flash of tongue before it swept over her glistening pink flesh. Rick's judgment was intuitive. His sexual knowledge was the culmination of years of lovemaking. They had done this all before ... he knew how to make her pant, twist and moan. He was successful at unraveling her needs and offering satisfaction in graduating levels-the final one bringing shattering orgasm. Rick was very good at reading her ... damn him.
Part of the secret in gratifying Lisa was letting her think everything he did was instinctive. Rick actually watched which way she squirmed, then applied more of his tongue. "Come on, baby ... feed it to me," he muttered under his breath, slipping her his flexible tip. Lisa was maneuvering her clit closer, begging him to lick it. Several hot whips would definitely to drive her insane. He waited, forcing her to acknowledge how precipitously her desire had climbed, that it was he-and not Mario-lavishing his tongue to her wet pussy. He refused to let her pretend. She had to recognized the one she truly wanted, and it was his suspicion Lisa longed for him.
"Please ... lick it," she said hoarsely, exhaling.
"I am, baby...."
"No ... my clit...." She pushed it toward his mouth, yet he swirled around it. "Suck on it...."
"Who do you want to suck it for you?"
"You...."
"Say my name."
Lisa sighed. Her tits jerked upward as Rick hit a sensitive area. Juicy sounds emanated from her slick cunt. He dabbed his tongue fiercely into her slot, milking it of its nectar. She moaned and shook.
"Admit you want me...." he demanded.
He saw Lisa's fingers claw, then plunge into the mattress. She raked the bedding as he fed upon her snatch. Her hips shifted, her butt lifting as he gave her pleasure with his mouth. He had worked her into a fever, but one that didn't have the depth it would had she obeyed his command. His tip fluttered precariously by her clit, teasing her. He swallowed her abundant juices. Mmmmmmm. Lisa was tasty. He outlined her engorged cunt lips, then traced the pink folds until they were clean.
"Suck me," she repeated, twisting in his grasp. "Suck me ... there."
Rick removed his mouth.
Lisa was shuddering, searching for air. She looked up at him. "Don't stop...." she hissed, grabbing his head. She tried returning him to position.
"Tell me," he insisted gruffly, eluding her reach. "Tell me how much you want me."
"I ... I do want you...."
"Who do you want?" he snapped. "Who?"
Lisa sobbed, digging her fingers into his massive shoulders. Something hurtful was tom from within, then finally forced out. "You ... Rick. I want you, Rick! I want you so much...." She almost looked ashamed for having said it. Once her confession was divulged, she sank against the bed and shivered.
"I want you, too, babe," he said, smiling, then gladly went down on her. He proceeded straight for her clit this time, without sparing a moment. He rubbed it nice and steadily, causing her to lose control. Her clit was solid, throbbing against his tongue. More of her juices seeped from her cunthole. Quickly he gulped them down.
Lisa gathered her tits in her hands and squeezed them together. She massaged her erect nipples into one stiff point while her body rocked against Rick's face. She was delirious, thrown into a heavenly swelter. "Yes ... yes," she panted. "More ... suck it ... lick my pussy ... eat my cunt.
Rick's cock pulsated as he dove to the task. More than anything, he wanted to put it in her and stroke that squishy snatch. He could barely wait to feel the moist, satisfying friction it would provide. Not until he made her cum, he reminded himself. He wanted her to beg him to fuck her. He wanted to hear the ache in her voice....
"Want you to cum, baby," he said, lapping her snatch. "Want you to cum against my mouth ... want you to cum hard...."
"Ohhhhhhh...." she moaned, gritting her teeth. Her nipples were touching, bunched in her frantic hands. She elevated her ass and reached for the source of enjoyment which was his tongue. "Yes ... I'm almost there ... don't stop ... keep sucking...."
Rick had no intention of doing so. He wanted to feel the thrashing momentum as it occurred. His tongue functioned at full-throttle, catapulting her to her goal. She flourished beneath his saliva-driven strokes. Her cunt was dripping with enjoyment. He slobbered up her juicy excess, hearing her cries. Lisa's screams of pleasure were higher pitched than ever before.
"Yeah," he said, darting into her quivering snatch. "Cum for me, babe ... cum ... cum.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" she sobbed, raising her body and shaking it. When dropping back to the bed, she went into a convulsion. "God ... Rick ... ohhhhhhh!"
Rick had to struggle to maintain contact with her clit. Lisa bucked and writhed powerfully, hauling air into her lungs.
Lisa couldn't believe the fury of her orgasm. Its force made her every cell ripple. She stiffened, then bent her limbs, unable to quell that restlessness that raged through her flesh. Her head spun recalling the details. She could scarcely accept cumming that hard with anyone other than Mario. It didn't seem possible. Of course, Rick had always been an exception ... whether or not she chose to admit it.
Very slowly, Rick released his tongue. She moaned as it slipped away from her tingling clit, then cupped her snatch. She massaged herself, treasuring the luscious sweeps of his saliva-distributing tip. She let out a shiver as her fingers slid through her moist slit. Mmmmmmm! It was almost too savory to stop.
Rick floated into her arms. He buried his face in the nape of her neck and kissed her. Lisa purred with delight, cradling his head. His lips excited her. She cuddled close to him, running her hands over his muscled flesh as a means of reacquainting herself with it. Considerable time had passed since she'd last indulged herself in this manner. Rick's body always enthralled her. It was a perfect study of masculine definition. She trailed over the heavy blond matting of his chest, over his alert nipples, around his jutting biceps and down his hairy forearms. When she arrived at his hands, he snared her wrist. The strength he exercised thrilled her ... until he guided her between his legs. Her fingers coiled about his swollen cock.
"Rick...." she flinched, shaking. She wasn't prepared to touch it-not yet. She was about to detach herself from his pulsating dick, but Rick covered her lips with his mouth and sent his plunging tongue inside. Lisa moaned as she tasted herself-the height of her arousal. Gradually, she responded to that flavor. Rick's tongue teased, titillated, then demanded she answer his call. His dick throbbed in her grip, thirsting for more of her touch. It was warm, large and heavy-so different from Mario's. Certainly not in terms of size. Mario was also huge, but she could tell them apart.
"Do you want it, baby?" he whispered, fucking through her hand.
Feeling its bulk suggestively slip through her enclosed fingers made her quiver. His cock had given her so much pleasure in the past, stroking her pussy from one orgasm to the next. Involuntarily her other hand came into play, cupping his balls. Their weight and tightness amounted to his crazed enthusiasm to give her what she undoubtedly wanted to receive. The words were difficult to pronounce. Authorizing this act would be her final betrayal to Mario. If she let Rick put it in her ... if she let Rick fuck her ... it would spell the end to her relationship with Mario. Surely she wouldn't have the courage to proceed with the wedding....
"It's been so long," he muttered as he nibbled her ear. A hot rush of tingles coursed through her. "I'll stop if you want me to ... just say the word. Tell me what you want ... do you want me? Do you want my cock? It really wants you ... can't you feel how much?"
She fastened her grip on him. Jesus ... she was getting horny for it. Her base instincts established her hunger. She squirmed, maintaining her grope. The urge to have his big rod buried in her pussy was powerful. Its warm beat overturned her worries. If she didn't open her legs for him, didn't let him pump her with this hard shaft, she'd only be depriving herself. From the moment he touched her, declared his affection for her ... her vote had been cast. How else could she explain her presence with him in bed, permitting him to eat her pussy, to suck her tits?
Rick saw evidence of her resistance on the wane. Her eyes flashed with desire. She massaged his cock more strongly. Christ, he was so hard it ached. If she exerted any more pressure, he'd erupt. Having his dick fill Lisa's hand once again was a fantasy come alive. He wanted badly to climb on top of her and thrust, again and again, into her soaked cunt. He wanted to pass her the hot load of jism churning in his balls....
Though unable to give verbal approval, Lisa did so through body language. Rick watched, swallowing intensely, as she separated her silky thighs and tugged on his throbbing cock. The glazed look in her eyes was further indication. She moistened her lips with her tongue, then lifted her head to seek his mouth. The hand caressing his balls was positioned on his shoulder, beckoning him to her body with panting strength. He read an eagerness in her expression that hadn't been there before ... a willingness to have him fuck her.
Rick settled himself between her long legs, then grunted with satisfaction as they wrapped about his waist. Lisa carefully guided his pulsating cock to her wet, receptive cunt. Her aim was perfect. Rick gasped as his plump head nestled into the juicy space around her pussylips. Lisa arched her hips. He began sinking his dick into her sluiced cunthole.
"Oh, baby..-." she moaned, feeling his hard shaft enter her snatch. She closed her eyes, her mouth dropping open. Her toes curled as more was fed into her. "Oh Rick ... God, you're big...."
Rick knew he wasn't hurting her. Jesus, she was soaked! Her cunt glommed on his dick, swallowing everything he pushed into it. She definitely wanted it. His heart pounded with that knowledge. Lisa, who had been secretive of her affections during the past year after their estrangement, bared her soul. He had to be careful. With her erect nipples-cushioned by her huge tits-smashed against his chest, her sweet thighs locked about him, her juicy snatch sliding at him, he was liable to cream fast. Rick called upon inner resources to spurn that inclination. This was the hottest chance he'd had in bed-he didn't want it to end prematurely. He was determined to enjoy each slick thrust, passionate moan and shivering second it represented....
Lisa's hand cupped his ass during her hoarse encouragements. Rick gulped air as he looked down at the sexual glimmer in her green eyes which was enhanced by her periodic scratching. She raked her nails into his buttocks, then pushed forward with her pussy. "Yes ... more," she begged. "Ohhhhhhh!
Rick, give me more of it ... slide your big cock into me....
"Sure, baby," he muttered. "You want the whole thing...."
"Oh yeah ... ohhhhhhhhhhh! I want you to fuck me with it...."
That was definitely his intention. He lowered his engorged shaft into her willing snatch. He was going to deep stroke her pussy and make his cock slick with juice.
"Ohhhhhh! Drive it into my drenched pussy...." she cried, immersing her nails into his butt. "Come on, baby, come on ... ohhhhhhhhh!" She opened her pussy to him, yearning for it to be filled with his hard, throbbing meat.
Rick couldn't resist covering one of her stiff nipples with his mouth. He sucked it hard. Lisa writhed, lost in the sensation it provided. Her tit was soft, sweet. Mmmmmmmmm. He groped the other. It practically melted in his hands. He pushed, sending the last of his cock into her hot tunnel. Enveloped in her satiny flesh, his every cell vibrated. He strained to keep his dick submerged in her juicy cunt. Its tightness scorched him. Yeah ... he wanted to cum this instant, but fought the impulse. Instead, he began rocking back and forth, giving her a taste of how sweet his cock felt....
"Jesus...." Lisa gasped, clasping herself about him. "Fuck me, Rick, fuck me ... stroke me with your cock ... ohhhhhhhh! "
"Feels so good to be inside your pussy...." he said. He took a moment to bring her knees up and over his powerful shoulders. He wanted to get in deep. Lisa, aroused by the several seconds of intense pumping, was only too glad to comply. He looked down into her sex-hungry eyes, then lowered himself onto her aroused body. They were closer than before. He felt her warm breath, heard her excited little whimpers that much better. "Baby, I'm gonna fuck you so good ... I want it to last...."
"Yes, yes!" she cried at his first penetrating thrust. He went in much farther, sliding through her juicy snatch. She elevated her thighs, yielding her flesh in the effort to take more of his plunging cock. Her moist cunt devoured every inch it was fed, smearing her abundant juices as he forced himself through her sweet pressure. She reached around his hammering buttocks, exploring its flexing contours. His balls filled her hand, then the moist wedge of cock that slithered behind, then re-emerged from her sopping cunt lips. Her fingers swirled about the hair and moisture, then clawed when Rick took an extended drop into her pussy. The ache of carrying him at length in her narrow passage made her moan feverishly. She writhed, enjoying the pleasure. "Fuck me, fuck me, Rick ... fuck me...."
Rick pistoned his hips up and down, working more and more of this large cock into between her cuntlips.
"All of you," Lisa whispered into his ear. "I want to feel all your dick inside me ... even if it hurts...."
Lisa got her wish. Rick kissed her fiercely, demandingly, cramming his tongue to the back of her mouth as he powered his cock full-length into the pit of her snatch. He slammed down into her, his shaft pulsing inside her pussy. The thick blond mat of his pubic hair mashed against the small red ruff of Lisa's fur. His balls rested in the crevice of her tight ass cheeks as he swiftly moved in and out of her pussy.
The experience of that thrilling motion inside her body created a furor that only mounted in pleasure. Rick pumped his hips to work his cock deep into her cunt. Getting tongue-fucked had been exciting, but feeling his thing reaming her pussy was far superior.
Lisa squeezed Rick's body tightly to her own. She could feel his heart pounding in his chest. It was clear to her, even at this insane moment, that his pulse was racing from this opportunity to fuck her. The sincerity in his eyes, the gladness mirrored in his face made her decision to submit to him all the more compelling.
"Push it into me...." Lisa urged. She kissed Rick's cheek, holding him securely to her shivering body. Nothing could compare to the stir of his dick tugging at her pussy lips, filling her seething cunt. She ground her snatch to his driving cock, gritting her teeth as it sank into her. "Ohhhhhhh ... fuck me with that big thing...."
Rick kissed Lisa hard, covering her mouth with his own, silencing her too-loud screams of passion. He stuffed his tongue into her mouth and drove his cock with jackhammer force into her clutching pussy. When he reached full insertion and his balls slapped her quivering ass cheeks, the sum and total of the pleasure he felt in fucking her was too much for even a man with the control and willpower Rick possessed.
"I'm gonna cum," he groaned in her ear. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah ... oh yeah ... ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" Lisa's was moaning, murmuring from the contractions that assaulted her flesh. Her head slid back into the pillow, her chin coming up. Her lips widened to let out a final gasp before ecstasy totally consumed her. She wasn't prepared for the power an orgasm with Rick would unleash. She shook savagely against Rick's battering frame, letting the sensations spiral in a maddening rush. She came around the stabbing, cunt-stretching, pleasure-giving cock. "Ohhhhhhh...."
Rick lasted only seconds while she moaned and contracted around his hard dick, then exploded in her cunt.
Lisa pulled his lips to her mouth and sucked on his tongue, curling hers around him. The thick bolts of cum gushed deep inside her pussy. Even as Rick came, he continued to drive his cock hard and fast into her pussy, allowing her cunt lips to milk the jism from his balls....
Lisa squirmed on the bed, bouncing under the onslaught of lean male flesh slamming down on her. Rick's eruption left her flooded. Even as he slowly withdrew his semi-stiff dick, it flowed out of her pussy.
"Jesus...." Rick muttered before collapsing beside her. His massive chest was heaving as he fought to claim his breath.
Lisa settled into the pleasant aftermath of their sweet lovemaking for only several minutes. Guilt suddenly took over. God ... what had she done? What had possessed her to let Rick fuck her? Had she taken a leave of her senses? She was engaged to Mario. She bit her lip as she gazed at her ring. Her love for Mario hadn't seemed too sacred.
"Don't," Rick said, covering her ring finger with his hand. "Don't spoil the moment."
"But how-" Tears welled at her eyes. "It was a stupid thing to do...."
"No. It was great. It proved we still care for one another. I love you Lisa. I really do."
She touched his face. There wasn't even a flinch. She knew Rick must be telling the truth, but how could she look at Mario and not remember what they'd done on this bed?
Rick's lips came down on hers, and in the next moment, they were kissing passionately. Blame was cast aside. She was too woozy to think, to react to the events that had taken place. Everything had occurred at a bewildering speed.
Rick was making her forget ... for now.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Mario couldn't understand where Lisa was. He entered her apartment, fully expecting a passionate welcome, and instead found it empty. It was unlike her to not be there, especially after previously making arrangements.
He stretched his limbs and yawned. Perhaps she ran out to the store for a few items. Now that existed within the realm of possibility. Lisa became far too ambitious in her cooking to take inventory of her remaining supplies. He smiled at her known penchant to launch a project for which she wasn't properly prepared. He was fond of her habits. The lack of smells from the kitchen contradicted that version. He shrugged, supposing she left for some perfectly good reason. Often, it was because of a wonderful surprise. Lisa enjoyed springing them upon him. Mario was receptive, primarily because of their erotic undertones. Lisa could be deliciously creative to that end. He looked forward to a marriage that would never grow stagnant. Lisa's inventive mind kept the spark of interest burning.
Mario yawned again-this time long and steadily. He glanced at the clock. Jesus, it was only nine-thirty in the evening-hardly an hour for his vigor to be at its lowest ebb. A quick nap would cure him of premature exhaustion. Anticipating an evening spent with Lisa had charged him with sexual energy. He'd thought all day of her voluptuous body-thought about how he would enjoy its sweet curves, its softness and its tangy flavor-and given himself a fierce hard-on. Lisa's bouncing tits and her hot grabbing pussy flashed before him. Switching from those mind-bending fantasies and dwelling on thoughts of a less provocative nature got him through the day. He was still highly stimulated, but the urge was dormant. Lisa would protract it. Laying on her bed for a short while would revive him. Prior to descending upon it, he took off his clothes. He wanted to make sure the first thing Lisa did when arriving was to initiate sex. A known method of planting that suggestion-deviously, on his part-was to be completely naked and allow her mind to click in that direction. He trusted Lisa's erotic instincts to come into play....
He tossed his underwear into the growing pile with a grin. Hopefully Lisa was hungry. He fondled his semi-hard cock, thinking about the moist splendor of her lips, then settled against the pillow. Yeah ... a juicy cunt, sliding down on his hard dick....
Mario drifted into a deep, pleasant sleep. He was scarcely aware that the front door had finally opened in the background. His eyes remained closed, prolonging the erotic dream he was having. In it, he envisioned Lisa coming to him, prepared to do anything he wanted. She had on a lacy black bra that strained to hold those big tits of hers; her luscious cleavage spilled toward his mouth. Her nipples were seen behind the latticework, bulging and thick. Scanning lower, he saw that her panties had removable snaps. Mmmmm. Immediate access. He liked that: prying them open and sliding his erect cock between her smooth legs, where a moist pussy awaited him....
Soft footsteps creaked the floorboards. Lisa must be joining him. He could not neglect his dream, however. His eyes didn't have the strength to unlock. He heard the rustle of clothes-clothes being removed in seductive haste-followed by a breathless intake. He could smell perfume. Yeah ... it was Lisa's scent. She was ready to join him. He groaned, stretching his aroused body. His cock remained semi-erect. His hand swept over it, then his heels dug into the mattress.
Lisa's weight made the bed sag. She was crawling between his legs. He felt her warm, enticing flesh brush against him as she positioned herself. Her breath prickled his skin, then the whisk of her hair. It swept over him in sensuous waves, echoed by her breath. When her curls grazed his stomach, he shivered. The concentration of her spent oxygen was particularly strong. She was near his cock, willing it to enlarge.
Mario groaned softly, anticipating her next move. Lisa was not one to disappoint.
A dab of saliva was flicked on the underside of his cock. Moist contact made it twitch. Another was given, tickling the rim of his head. Uhhhhhh ... he hardened a bit. His dick straightened, dragging across his stomach. Lisa's lips came down to give it a damp kiss. More licking, along the shaft tapering to the balls, followed. Hot slurps, lazy then gradually intense, covered him. Mario gasped, unsure if this were part of his dream or actually happening. Lisa was intuitive, splicing fantasy with reality. In any event, he was certain of one thing: he was fully swollen, his cock extending toward Lisa's eager mouth. It enclosed him, sucking him down her throat. Wetness engulfed him. Her lips clasped him urgently, rolling back and forth. Lisa escalated the tempo, rubbing him heatedly. His cock throbbed as it was eaten, luxuriating in its saliva bath. Lisa took generous portions, gulping him to his wide base. She swallowed his dick in steady waves, moaning at its increasing size. She was breathing into his pubic thatch when all of him was buried in her throat. Her tongue curved around him, tickling, taunting, satisfying....
"Yeah...." he blurted aloud, his pulse accelerating. "Oh yeah ... suck ... suck ... eat it...."
She went faster, gobbling him as he liked. She worked him into a lather, swooping up and down, feeding upon his engorged cock. She went wild, sucking him, stroking him with her sluiced lips. Her fingers played with his balls, scooping them, caressing them. Her touch was sheer bliss. A surge of joy expanded through him, reaching every nerve. He elevated his groin, encouraging her to suck more of his dick. Lisa fit as much as she could into her mouth, treating him to a flurry of saliva. Her hair whipped his stomach as she went into a frenzy, blowing him. She was consumed by the urge, and would not relent until he erupted. The suction she applied was intended to milk him. She sucked him hard and furiously, demanding his explosion. Those hot lips devoured him whole, working from the spittle-drenched head to the throbbing trunk of his shaft. Vibrations of hunger were experienced from the intensity of her suck. Mario was far too weak to resist their drawing force.
"Jesus, Lisa...." he groaned, blinking open his eyes. "God...."
He lurched in surprise when it wasn't Lisa's red hair strewn across his stomach, nor her curvaceous body draped over his trembling limbs. Mary Jane's voracious mouth was revealed as her blonde hair tumbled aside. Her naked flesh was nestled between his legs, grinding against his stimulated body. She dipped her tits to the sheets and rotated the erect nipples along the silky fabric. He watched, in shock, as she sucked on his dick.
"Mary ... Jane," he gritted his teeth, nearing the verge of discharge. "What are ... you...."
She glanced at him, her blue eyes flashing. She took pleasure in blowing him, her lips gliding along their saliva-ridden track. Gorging herself with his cock appeared to be the ultimate high. Mary Jane moaned deliriously as she blew him, mouthing his dick as though it were a rich treat. She savored every inch she took, weaving her webs of spittle until he was soaked.
Mario clenched his fists, shaking. The lure of her hot mouth challenged his sense of values. He wanted to pull out, his dick dripping with her spit, but found the effort futile. Her suck was too intoxicating to oppose.
He was going to shoot! the thought screamed in his head. He was going to shoot! He tried with all his might to counteract the impulse to do so, but his hips snapped and he spasmed. It was too late! Jesus ... it was too fucking late! The jism rocketed from his balls, pumping upward like a geyser. Nothing, short of a miracle, would cancel his orgasm....
"Ugghhhhhh!" he howled, cumming in her mouth. "Ugghhhhh! Christ ... oh Jesus ... ugghhhhhhhh!"
He pumped jism into that deceitful little mouth. He couldn't stop himself. His dick jerked roughly as the seizure affected him. Through his rage, he saw Mary Jane at the ready, gulping down his load. Not a single drop escaped her greedy consumption.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Mary Jane mewed, downing the hot splash. Mario's surprise blow job went better than she anticipated. She had a feeling that if she snuck into Lisa's apartment, she would be given the opportunity. She was almost hesitant to release his cock. Running her lips up and down his convulsing member, tasting his spent passion, brought back sweet memories for her. There had been times when she had done this and had been at the point of almost cumming herself. His flushed reaction to getting eaten usually propelled her in that frame of mind.
At length, she rose, waiting several strategic seconds before gazing at him. She contemplated his reaction for having been deceived. Fawning her nakedness with cat-like stretching, she did everything but glance in his direction. She streamed her hands over her pert tits, wringing the nipples of their pent sensation. Ohhhhhhh! She flung her hair over to her other shoulder, then rolled it up into a bun before letting it spill precariously. She was giddy, lightheaded, feeling quite good about herself.
"You bitch," he said flatly.
"Am I?" she mused. "For sucking your dick?"
"You led me to believe-"
"Are you certain of that?" She turned to him, flashing her blue eyes. "Was the thought of Lisa's mouth on your cock the trigger that made you cum ... or was it mine?"
He floundered for a moment. "What were you doing with Lisa's perfume? Deny you sprayed yourself with it ... to trick me!"
She conceded as much with a nod. "I admit to finding a bottle of it in her purse-along with her keys-while she was at my place."
"What was she doing over there?"
Mary Jane blinked innocently. "To my knowledge, she hasn't left."
Something wicked was barely concealed by her grin-Mario could tell. He was afraid to venture forth, but his curiosity got the better of him. "What are you telling me?"
"Nothing more than the fact Lisa has elected to remain there of her own accord."
Mario's brow furrowed. "Who is she with?"
"Rick." Letting the name roll from her tongue gave her enormous pleasure, but not compared to Mario's wounded expression. She could plainly see how she had inflicted pain.
"You ... you instigated it, didn't you?" he said after swallowing hard. His voice was tortured, barely audible. "Seeing others happy bothered you, made you jealous...."
She shook her head. "You've got it wrong, baby. I told you from the beginning I wasn't going to let go that easily. Besides, you were a fool to believe Lisa had shed her attachment to Rick through the year. He certainly didn't have to twist her arm to get her to fuck."
His face twisted. "It must give you a sense of power to bandy about that bit of information."
"Just relating the facts, baby." She slithered over to Mario, fanning her hands across his chest. She noted with inner satisfaction how he didn't flinch as she applied her exquisite touch. He made no attempt to repel her. "Can't you understand how much I want you? Can't you see to what lengths I would go, to what measures I would take? When a girl gets that determined, it's obvious how deeply she longs for a man. I've been tormented since we broke up.
"Bullshit," he spat.
Mary Jane continued to weave her fingers through his dense matting. Her tips curled around his nipples, provoking them to hardness. "Think what you will. If it makes you feel better, call me a bitch, a cunt. I don't care. As long as you fuck me, as long as I can have your stiff cock inside my pussy, pounding me senseless against the bed, I'd be content...."
"You actually believe I'll be that forgiving?" he was stunned.
"Why not? Have you forgotten how good it was with us in bed? Of course not. I just gave you some terrific head. You came pretty hard. I miss the fireworks, don't you? Wouldn't it be great to have that again, whenever you wanted? Remember how willing I always was to experiment?"
Mario shook his head. "It's useless. I can't feel that way about you again. Not after ... tonight, knowing what you've done..
"You'll forget ... you'll forget once you've slipped into my pussy," she whispered. She caressed his ear, his chin, advancing her lips to his. "You'll overlook the past while you're fucking me, bringing me to orgasm again and again ... you won't have the strength to think of anything but that hot, grabbing snatch working to make you explode...."
Her tone was hypnotic. Mario fought its feline charm, worried about committing an act against Lisa. But hadn't he felt the sting of her betrayal? Did she suffer remorse for allowing Rick into her pussy? Half of him wanted to lower Mary Jane onto the bed and give her what she wanted; the other frowned at the idea, told him it was a mistake.
Did he cum so swift, so intensely because he realized it was Mary Jane's mouth he was going to shoot in? The question plagued him. Had he subconsciously wanted her, yet continued under the pretense of yearning for Lisa? Maybe Mary Jane was right. The chemistry between them was too strong to ignore. Sex with her was usually highly explosive....
Mary Jane put her mouth on Mario's, then slipped in her tongue. She met no resistance. She was bent on seducing him, bringing him to reason. She tasted his saliva. Yes ... she missed his masculine flavor. It was unlike anyone else she'd been with. She brushed him with her tits, spearing through his rough hair with her nipples. Ahhhhhhh, yes! A rush of excitement filled her. The heat from her body made his protective shield observably melt. Mario hadn't the willpower to back away, to shun her advances. He wanted this as much as she did. Her lips and tongue made him woozy, dispelled his logic....
She reached for his cock. Mario had gone limp after she'd made him cum. She stroked it, demanding it grow under her bewitching touch. Slipping her fingers under his balls, she called upon her female talents to make him stir. Her mouth never left his, deepening the kiss she initiated. She heard him groan as she fondled him. His dick was still wet from her drool-soon it would be soaked from her cunt. Mario was a resurgent lover; he could cum again and again. Any man could if given the proper stimulation. She gathered his flaccid shaft and pumped him with her fist. A noticeable hardening occurred. The wobbly flesh in her grip wasn't as flexible. A quiver later and he began getting long, solid.
"Yeah," she murmured in his ear, smoothing his back with her hands. "Yeah, baby ... you know how I need it ... and I know how big it gets...."
Mario gasped as he felt his cock swell. Jesus, it grew right in her hand. He shivered as his dick slithered through her coiled fingers, expanding by the second. Glancing down, he saw how his shaft stretched through her fist, bulging. He was totally energized and ready to use it.
Mary Jane tugged on it, barely concealing her lust. Mario wasn't pulling it away from her, wasn't denying her the pleasure it could give. She had to proceed carefully if she expected him to fuck her with it-the slightest mistake might spoil the mood.
"It's massive," she declared, running up and down its length. There wasn't a single thing soft about it now; his cock was fully engorged, palpitating wildly. It was ripe for fucking. "Mmmmmmm. Let's put this where it'll do us the most good.
Blankly, Mario nodded. He was completely under her spell.
Mary Jane positioned herself on her side with Mario in back. A little sidesaddle fucking seemed appropriate to renew their intimacy. She snuggled close to him, inching toward him with her ass until his heavy cock was sandwiched. She felt Mario's breath against her neck and purred. His heart hammered into her back. This was going to be fun. She lifted her leg and fastened it over his hip until his dick appeared between her legs. Her hands enclosed it, fondling him sweetly. She treated him to several prolonged moment of stroking, heightening his appetite. She exercised caution in not caressing him too repeatedly for fear of having him squirt prior to plunging him into her cunt.
"How does that feel?" she asked.
"Good...."
"Do you like the way I rub your dick?"
"Yeah ... nice and soft...."
She aimed him at her moist cunt lips. "Let's get you wet...." She stuck his bloated crown into the damp opening of her snatch and felt him jerk. "Easy, baby ... I'll go slow...."
Mario clenched his teeth. "Christ.
"Ohhhhhhh...." Mary Jane's eyes rolled upward as she fit him into her drenched slot. Both of them fought to watch it penetrate her. Even Mario's head craned over her shoulder until his chin dug into her flesh. They wanted to see this massive dick disappear into her pussy. Her willowy thighs were spread wide, draped around his hairy thighs. Her skin was tanned, smooth and appetizing-her pussy fur a lush blonde. She curved her back as she steadily drove in some of his cock. "Yes ... this is what I've wanted ... it's been worth it ... oh yeah ... feels so good.
"Even double-crossing your best friend?" he grumbled, shuddering. His accusation didn't immobilize his cock-there was no hesitation in his entry. Her cunt lifted to receive its lumbering bulk.
She bit her lip, then in a small voice, uttered, "Yes...."
Another inch was crammed into her juicy snatch. "Jesus ... still tight ... uhhhhhh...."
"I'm the best you've ever had...." she murmured.
"You're still a bitch."
"Who cares? Ohhhhhhhhhh!" She threw her head back, meeting the clutch of bone and muscle. "Work that dick into my pussy ... mmmmmmmm. Does it feel great to connect? It's just like we never stopped ... it's so solid, so long ... feed it to me, baby ... shove it up my cunt...."
Mario's hand floated over her nipples. She loved this moment because her blood raced along with an incredible pulsing surge. He played with them, fingering each until they were peeking through like swollen nuggets.
His entry was smooth and without incident. The gradual introduction of his cock almost made her cum. She couldn't wait to get his entire dick pounding in her snatch. Her cunthole had expanded to full capacity to admit the rest of his throbbing mass.
She reached down and felt his oval hard balls.
They were so hot the sweltering heat immediately transferred to her fingertips. She lifted them away and pressed them against her lips. The taste of his masculine sweat caused her to gasp with expectancy.
Mario took that moment of ecstasy to shove his cock deeper into her slightly cramped hole. She grunted from the width of his tool and strained to open her legs wider.
"More...." she pleaded. "I want more of your hard dick...."
Mary Jane felt the brunt of his hunger from the rigid jab of his cock as it bore into her. That bold push into her snatch told her that despite his rankled attitude, he was definitely willing to fuck her. Their actions were unstoppable at this point. There was no holding back, no bailing out. They were going to finish what had been started....
With that in mind, Mary Jane took the rest of him into her cunt in a wanton rush, charging to his heavy trunk with a resounding cry. She jammed him between her legs and held him securely in her pussy. Her hand covered his balls, massaging him, as she savored the moment of total penetration.
"Jesus...." Mario gasped, embedded.
"Yes!" she whimpered, shaking. It was difficult to contain him. His dick fought to spring out from the pressure she exerted, yet Mary Jane refused to eject it. She ground her slick pussy lips to his base, exposing him to the fever that raged inside her loins. "This is what I've wanted ... this big, wonderful thing...."
In the next heated second, she launched into a frenzied rhythm. Her hips lurched back and forth, dragging his dick in and out of her soaked passage. The sweet friction of her moist cunt lips was debilitating. Mario fought to keep pace with her, but the ecstasizing strokes she took robbed him of air. He remembered her appetite for cock and how she guided him through a serious of dick-bending positions that invariably left him drained. She wouldn't relax until she depleted his jism supply-and even then, she clamored for more.
The sodden wrap of her cunt lips had him gritting his teeth. He watched, peering over her shoulder, as his dick vanished beneath her wet flesh. The pink ring of her pussy snared him, sucking him into that deliciously snug hole. His cock tingled from the attention it received in concentrated force.
He attempted to separate himself from the situation. This wasn't really Mario fucking Mary Jane, he told himself ... it was some sex-starved guy putting it to some eager chick. That reasoning didn't last-Mary Jane saw to it. She chanted his name as though it were a word that brought splendor, sexual satisfaction. The way it rolled from her lips even got him excited ... and had him fucking her with all he had.
"Mario ... I love it....Fuck me, Mario ... fuck me with your big thing. Show me how much you want my pussy....Yeah, Mario ... squeeze it into my cunt ... let me stroke that cock with my snatch....Doesn't it make you want to cum? Oh Mario ... fuck me ... fuck me...."
Bitch! She had finally won. She'd been after his balls since day one. He didn't have a chance. She was far too sexy to resist. He had to fuck her ... had to pump her with his cock. He shoved it into her snatch, dragging it in and out of her soaked pussy. She reacted feverishly from its rubbing, writhing in his arms. He clutched her to his aroused flesh, thumbing her nipples as his cock plunged repeatedly into her cunt. Their eraser-like ends thrilled him. She didn't have the tits Lisa had, but Mary Jane's were more responsive. His slightest movement started a fire in her lithe body.
He dropped his other hand to her clit. It was a hard pebble, longing for his touch. He fingered it, letting the nub swell. Finally Jane cried out, shivering against him. He enclosed her hot, shifting flesh in a passionate embrace, then slammed his pulsing dick into her quivering cunthole. Yeah! The impact of his balls to her engorged puss lips was electrifying. He thoroughly reamed her snatch with his dick for several moments, enjoying its squishy probe. Moist, soft cunt pleasured his erect shaft. When he had her gasping for breath, he returned to jiggling her clit. His rapid-fire finger had it vibrating her to distraction.
"Oh God ... Jesus, Mario ... oh baby ... you're making me cum ... ohhhhhhhhhh!" Her head thudded against her shoulder, then she swallowed roughly just as the contractions hit her. She shook uncontrollably, enjoying the spasms that washed over her body. Her cunt squeezed his dick as it contracted, seeking to milk it. He braced himself as she endured sweet orgasm, barely restraining the impulse to erupt.
"Bitch," he growled. "Did I make you cum? Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes...."
"Do you want more?"
"Oh yes ... please, more...." Her hips snapped into action.
He closed his eyes, affected by her juicy snatch. "You don't care what it takes, do you? Even if you hurt Lisa?"
"I can't ... think about that ... now...." she moaned, feeling his cock slice through her wet opening.
"You've even turned Rick into a foe. How did you get him to go after Lisa? What kind of deal did you make? You won't stop until you get what you want? Until you get this...." He thrusted into her, hard and steady, making her pant. "Huh? Is this what you've been dreaming about?"
"Yes! Don't stop ... keep doing that ... I love the way your dick feels ... fucking me...."
"You would go to any length to have it, wouldn't you?"
"I want it ... I want it so much...."
"Bitch...." He pumped her savagely, hammering it high into her pussy until he thought he was jabbing her gut. Mary Jane didn't appear as though he subjected her to any agony. If anything, it heightened her pleasure. She demanded more of the same.
"Fuck me, Mario ... fuck me as hard as you can ... don't hold back...."
Though he intended to scold her with his punishing strokes, he couldn't deny the satisfaction of feeding her his cock. Her pussy absorbed him in a shivering swallow. Mary Jane picked up the pace, jamming her pussy to that rock-hard shaft, impaling herself. He turned to the motion of her body, digging into her as she gave him a hot ride. She crushed him with her cunt walls, squeezing the juices inside his dick so firmly and vibrantly that it took all of his sexual control not to shoot.
After a series of thrilling bumps and grinds, she paused to beam him a sexy, deviant smile. She had him all to herself! She was so happy she could cry. Nothing was as good as that swollen cock of his sinking into her pussy. Even his anger supplemented her arousal. His attempt to inflict pain merely served her with pleasure. Slamming into her cunt made her wet and wild. "Yeah, baby ... it's in so deep ... give it all to me ... stick that dick in me. Yeah, I like that....See how slippery you've made me with that sweet cock of yours ... ohhhhhhhhhh ... it just sinks into me....Yeah, go in as far as you can ... fuck me good with it...."
Mario gasped beside her, thrusting up all the way to the rear of her cunt. His hands manipulated her buns. His fingers could not resist creeping between her buttocks and into her asshole. This elicited from Mary Jane the most abandoned cries yet. Her pussy juices thickened and flowed more abundantly, her inner muscles constricting around Mario's shaft. His continuing hand contact with her shapely ass gave him ideas ... ideas of justice.
"Yeah, baby," he muttered aloud in a highly excited voice, "stroke me with that hot pussy ... get your juice all over my cock...." She was gonna get it now, he thought darkly.
Mario's declared enjoyment of her cunt thrilled Mary Jane all the more. His reaction was exactly what she sought. "Go for it, Mario ... shove it in me ... I want you to cum so hard, baby ... and then we'll do it again, slowly, until it aches....Yeah ... fuck me, fuck me!"
At the peak of her horniness, Mario yanked himself from her snatch. His cock dripped with her cunt nectar. Mary Jane went into a convulsion, his abrupt separation precipitating orgasm. Her back slammed against his chest as she vibrated. Air rushed from her lips. She balled her fists and thrashed the bed.
"God ... oh yeah ... I'm cumming ... I'm cumming...." she wheezed. "That was so good, baby ... you did it so good ... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Mario held his cock, steering it to her dark hole. Adrenaline raced through his veins. Her asshole puckered against his dickhead. He wasn't sure how receptive she would be to an anal invasion and decided to test her with a push. "How about a little ... of this...." He cupped her ass and plowed into her.
Mary Jane shuddered and moaned. "Christ ... oh Mario...."
"Come on, baby ... let me in there ... it feels so good...."
His sudden entrance had her writhing in delight. A new sensation, radiating from her butthole to her clit ... Mary Jane loved it. She fingered her love button immediately, jiggling it furiously. "Ohhhhhh ... fuck my ass ... nice and steady ... bring that cock down ... down to the bottom ... ohhhhhh! More ... put more into my buns ... yeah....Oh, Mario ... you're so fucking huge...."
He was wild with lust and showed it with every thrust he took. His asshole was milking his shaft as if it had millions of fluttering fingers of electricity inside it. Strong shocks of sweet, sweltering sensation shot through his balls. Mario recognized those orgasmic rushes as the prelude to an inevitable jism-jolting shoot off. He didn't want to cum just yet. He wanted her to enjoy getting her ass stroked by his big dick.
They weren't fucking on their sides anymore; Mario gradually mounted her, forcing her tits against the mattress. Mary Jane was far too stimulated to care which position they assumed; she was fraught with ecstasy. He knew as much from her soft sigh, her heavy exhalations. He crammed himself entirely in her butt, pushing down into her asshole with all he had. His balls rested on her butt after he buried his dick. He pumped her with his cock, reacting from its warm fit. It lumbered far into her tight passage, moist from her cunt drippings and sweat.
"Push it in deep...." Mary Jane moaned.
"Yeah...." Mario mentioned hoarsely, "it's all in there. My whole dick ... crammed in your butt....Slide those legs open ... nice and wide ... I'll give you a sweet ride.
She shifted into a frenzy. "Fuck me with it ... faster, baby ... I want you to cum.
Mario picked up the pace. His cock slid in and out, hot and slick. The countdown to cum-spurting had begun. Her hips rolled suggestively, rolled and rocked his dick into shock. It turned him on to see her going for the big climax, matching him stroke for stroke. Their wild writhing, screaming edged them closer to orgasm. He plunged into her, again and again, feeding her ass hard dick. He wanted her to feel its solid core as it reamed her butt.
Mary Jane rubbed her nipples furiously against the sheet while her finger moved swiftly over her clit. Her mouth dropped open as Mario slammed roughly into her ass. "Hurry, baby ... cum in me ... cream in my ass...."
"Yeah ... I'm gonna cum ... gonna cum ... oh fuck ... ugghhhhh! Ugghhhhhhhh!" He clenched his teeth as he erupted.
Finally Jane experienced his injection with euphoria. Mario squirt into her, his creamy gush accompanied by a lusty howl. She came, lingering with that thought. He'd stomped the air from her lungs with his fevered thrusts. She released her orgasm-ridden clit, shivering beneath him, savoring the moment....
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she sounded from below while he spurted.
The door slammed from the other room. A second later, Lisa's outraged voice tore at them. "My God! In my bed!"
Mario flinched in gut-wrenching agony. He'd been caught, creaming inside Mary Jane. There was no denying it. He was prepared to take the consequences....
It wasn't Mario, however, on whom Lisa vented her spleen. She dragged Mary Jane off the bed with both hands just as Mario lifted himself and rolled onto his back. He watched, in shock, as Lisa hurled angry accusations at her best friend.
"You bitch!" she spat. "I refused to allow myself to believe you would stoop so low.
Rick wandered into the room, looking guilty. He deliberately avoided eye contact with Mario.
"What the hell...." Mary Jane sputtered, recovering from orgasm with a jarring shake. She narrowed her eyes at Rick. "Why did you bring her here?"
He shrugged, unable to speak.
"He told me how you concocted this entire scheme!" Lisa's features turned ugly, then in the heat of anger, slapped Mary Jane across the face. "Bitch! Cunt! And to think, I considered you a close and dear friend! God ... I hate you!" She smacked her again, this time letting it echo throughout the room.
Mary Jane wasn't going to sit still long enough to take another swing. "Now just a minute, honey. You aren't so innocent, are you? You let Rick fuck you! Deny that you don't have feelings for him! I dare you!"
"I'm not admitting shit to you, honey!" With that, she slapped her again. "I'm gonna kick your ass!"
Mario blinked. He couldn't believe the spirit in Lisa She was much stronger than he suspected.
"Stop it!" Mary Jane yelled. "Don't touch me!"
Lisa clawed her fingers. "I hate you! I hate you so much ... I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire! "
"That's a pretty strong statement," Mario conceded.
Mary Jane backed away from her. "Aren't you mad at him? He just fucked me. He had his dick in my pussy and ass...."
"But who put it there?" she snarled, then without further delay, hurled herself on top of Mary Jane.
Mario, though amused with their little cat fight, couldn't stand back and watch them tear each other apart. He hopped out of bed. "Hey, cut it out, girls.
You're going to hurt-"
"Bitch!" Lisa yelled, attacking. Mary Jane, too surprised to properly defend herself, attempted to smack her in the mouth; her wrist was caught just before it completed the connection. "Fucking bitch ... cunt!"
Rick scooped Mary Jane up while Mario hauled Lisa back. They were still trying to get in their licks, flinging insults and waving fists. Mario motioned to Rick. "Get her out of here."
Rick nodded, though deliberately avoiding Mario. He didn't seem pleased with himself.
"Hey, Rick...." Mario called.
His buddy glanced up.
"Lighten up, will you?"
Rick managed a grin, then proceeded to steer a flustered Mary Jane out of the apartment.
"How could I have been so stupid as to trust her?" Lisa lamented after they were alone. "God, I was a fool...."
"No, you weren't. You were great." Mario kissed her on the cheek.
Lisa sighed. "I suppose I acted like a maniac, but it was with good reason." She looked at Mario. "What have we done to each other? This has been an unusual night."
"I know."
"Since Mary Jane didn't spare you any details about what I did at her place, what happened here?"
"Probably about the same. She tricked me into thinking it was you ... then kept things rolling."
Lisa's face darkened. "After Rick and I ... afterward, we talked. I made him tell me everything. I don't think we've ever had such a long conversation in our lives. From it, we learned we really weren't suited for one another. This entire situation had been driven by that ... that...."
"I know. You don't have to keep thinking of names." Mario caressed her face. "Let's wipe the slate clean. It's not necessary to dwell over this."
"What about the wedding? Should we still...."
"It would probably be better if we eloped. No fuss, no trouble."
Lisa put her arms around him. "I forgive you, baby. I know she made you do it."
"Likewise," he murmured, pulling her close.
"I just want to know one thing."
"Huh?"
"Was she better than me?"
Mario laughed. "Not a chance."
Lisa let out a deep breath. "I think we're better for having made sure. Rick is definitely not the man for me."
"Good."
Lisa pushed him back toward the bed. "Did the bitch save anything for me?" she purred, reaching for this dick.
Mario grinned, growing hard in her fist. "There's plenty left...."
