Sue and Joe walked down the stairs, hand in hand. That was their big mistake because Don was standing at the foot of the stairs, an ugly expression on his face.
"You don't have to tell me what you've been doing," he said.
Sue glanced from him to Joe. Joe had blanched entirely white. She was going to have to say something – fast – to avoid trouble.
"Oh, Daddy, don't be such a stick-in-the-mud. You're too uptight over what goes on these days."
"The hell I am. I don't want my daughter acting like a common whore."
"Are there any around here? Is Cat?" Sue know she was hitting below the belt – and that was exactly where she had to reach her father.
"Don't give me that. You know what I mean. Hell, look at the way you're walking! He must have really fucked you silly."
"Yeah, he did. He's damn good at it. And I enjoyed it, too. Is that a crime?"
"I'll talk with you later. As to you, kid, I'll break your fuckin' neck if I ever catch you with my daughter again."
"Now look, Don, it's just like she said. Everything between us is…"
"There won't be anything else between you."
"There really wasn't much between us upstairs, Daddy. Not when he had his cock all the way in. And it's such a long prick, too." She hoped to shock him to his senses. Instead, it had the opposite effect. It drove him wild with rage.
Don reached out and grabbed Joe by the front of his shirt. In spite of Joe's bulky body, Don easily picked him up and held him at arm's length for the span of a heartbeat. Then he let him down but still held onto the fistful of shirt.
"I ought to push your face in. But I'll be satisfied if you never show it around here again. And if you do…" He left the rest of his sentence unstated. His meaning was perfectly clear to all the onlookers.
Cat spoke up. "Cool down, Don. So what's so bad about the kids having a little tumble?"
"Shut up."
"Now look, you, nobody uses that tone…"
His look would have frozen a blast furnace. Cat started to say something else and the words caught in her throat. She fell silent. She'd never seen Don in such a rage and wasn't about to tangle with him. Let the kid pull her own chestnuts – or nuts – out of the fire.
"Daddy, you're being ridiculous. We…"
"You shut up, too." Turning to Joe, he said, "Ten seconds to get the hell out of here."
"Look, I didn't mean anything. Your daughter, she…"
"You've got five seconds. And then I get mad."
The look was enough to send Joe scuttling out the door. He glanced back at Susan and winked. A little smile danced at the corners of his mouth.
His meaning was plain.
He was telling her: "See you at my place. Later."
She smiled wanly. And nodded. She wanted him. Badly. And her father was being such a drag about it. But she wasn't going to argue with him. Not while he was in such a rage. It had been a long time since she'd seen him this mad. Since he and her mother were still married, in fact.
Don watched Joe leave, then turned back to his daughter. "I ought to ship you right back to your mother. But she's still off with her boyfriend, I guess. You just watch your step, young lady, or you're going to get your bottom properly spanked."
Susan blushed at that. More from embarrassment thinking of what the man in the black silk had done to her than anything else. For a ghastly minute she thought her father knew about that, too. But then she realized he would have killed the man. With Joe, he was taking a less violent route because deep down he knew there was nothing wrong with what they'd done.
He was just feeling responsible for her. Maybe he thought he had been derelict in his duties as a father.
Whatever explanation, he was being a real drag. If this kept up, he could put a real crimp in her sex life.
"All right, Daddy. I'll watch my step."
He started to say something and then thought better of it. He reached out and grabbed Cat by the arm. He pulled her up the stairs. The woman smiled broadly and waved to Susan as she went up… The decided wink told the teenager Cat would try to intervene in her behalf in the best place possible – in Don's bed.
But it wouldn't do to have her father mad at her. Not with her cunt just begging to have cock stuffed up it again. ‹hr› Susan didn't have any trouble finding Joe's apartment. She hesitantly knocked on the door. She didn't know if she was doing the right thing or not. Her father would be furious if he caught her sneaking off to meet Joe. Especially after the way he'd publicly made it known he didn't want Joe seeing her again.
There was no way he would ever admit his daughter was going to see Joe.
Don would always twist it around the other way. Susan was certain about that.
The door opened and Joe stood there, outlined by the light within. His broad shoulders seemed even more muscular when seen in silhouette. Susan felt a familiar shiver coursing through her body.
She wanted him so bad she could taste it.
"Sue! Come on in. Or is this a kiss-off?"
"I'll kiss you," she said. And she did. For long minutes.
Finally breaking off, he said, "Hmmm, that's the kind of kiss-off I like. But is everything square with your old man again? I don't want him coming after me. He could tear me into little pieces. Or even worse, I've heard he's a crack shot. Ventilation is nice in the summer – but not when it's my body."
"Oh, don't worry about Daddy. I can handle him."
"I'd rather have you handle me."
"Really?"
"Within reason. Just keep your old man away and you can handle me all you want. On one condition."
"What's that?" she asked, fumbling at the zipper on his trousers.
"I get to handle you at the same time!"
"It's a deal!"
She managed to fumble out his cock. It was soft but slowly stiffening.
She decided to help it along. Dropping to her knees, she began kissing the limp hose. In her hands, it began hardening with surprising rapidity.
Kissing up and down the length, she began lightly nipping at the loose folds of flesh: when the cock was almost entirely rigid, she thrust the very tip into her mouth and sucked.
For one horrifying second, Joe thought she was going to suck his guts out through the tip of his pecker.
"Damn, but you can suck!" he cried. "Let up a second – oh, wow!"
She kept sucking but changed her style a little. She pulled in the entire glans. Inside her mouth, she was able to give it the full benefit of her agile tongue. Rolling around the rim, she gave him surge after exciting surge of enjoyment.
It blasted down the length of his cock and tightened up his balls. The little sac containing his nuts collapsed into a tiny sphere. His load of jizz had been replenished. And it was beginning to feel like he had a runaway boiler trapped under his cock again. She was bringing him to a quick boil with her mouth.
Her tongue traced around the edge of his cockhead. Each feathery touch was like having a live wire rammed into his flesh. The tingles grew in intensity until he was constantly moaning.
Then she began sucking more of his cock into her mouth. Inch by inch, his red pecker vanished from sight. The rubbery tip of his cock bounced off the top of her mouth. With a convulsive gulp, she managed to swallow all nine inches of his cock.
Every time she swallowed, her throat muscles worked against the sensitive underside of his cock. He was barely able to keep from coming.
His hips were struggling to keep still. He didn't want to begin ramming any deeper into her face.
Not with all nine inches buried in her throat.
She gently pushed his cock from her mouth using her tongue. At first, it was a sensual cradle for his prick. Then it became a teasing, tormenting probe lightly touching first here, then there. His entire cock pulsed in excitement.
"Sue, umm, wow! Susan! Let's go into the bedroom. I… I want to eat you out!"
His hands reached down and looped under her arms. He lifted her.
Reluctantly she abandoned her post at his cock. But the promise of being eaten out was too much to resist.
Together, they went into the bedroom. And there they slowly undressed each other. Much kissing and fondling later, they were stretched out on the bed, laying flat on his back, her crouching over his face.
In this position, he could reach up and sample the delicacies of her cunt. And she could bend forward and take his dork into her mouth and suck. They were both happy.
And they both vividly went after the object of their hunger.
The girl felt his tongue spear out and into her cunt without any preliminaries. And she loved it!
The way he was eating her out, she knew she might come at any instant.
So she leaned forward, hunkered down so that her crotch would be comfortably available for the man's attentions, and then began sucking on his turgid cock again.
The pecker looked so lonesome, she just had to stuff it into her mouth.
The male taste of it turned her on in a big way. She could barely keep from sucking it out by its roots. Her tongue laved it with long, lapping caresses. And her teeth lightly nipped at it. She didn't want to hurt him. This was just one more way of getting him really hot in a short lime.
"Umm, yeah, baby, suck!" he cried.
She let his cock slip free from her ruby lips and called down to him,
"Shut up and keep eating!"
"Your wish is my command!"
She groaned as his tongue shot back up her twat. She could feel it rummaging around inside her cunt. He was slurping up every single drop of love juice he could find. Starting at the back part of the split vee of her cunt lips, he carefully worked forward. She knew it every time his tongue leaped out and sucked up another droplet of her lubricant.
He parted her lips with his rough, wet tongue. Running along just underneath the edge of the labia he sent shivers racing up her spine.
Her ass began to twitch in response to his erotic mouthing. Her entire body started to come alive to his mouth-love.
When he reached her clit, she was sure she would lose her mind. He sucked the tiny pillar into his mouth. Then he gently nibbled away with his teeth. The hardness contrasted sharply with the roughness of his tongue. And the soft caresses of his lips made her all weak and watery inside.
Her guts had turned to jello. She was shaking as if she had some sort of erotically induced palsy. There was nothing that could be done to her snatch that he wasn't attempting.
His tongue gently flipped the tip of her clit back and forth. Each touch sent a knife of pure delight into her body. Her cunt superheated and turned frothy in reaction. She had to have it tended to – fast!
"My… poor little pussy!" she called. "Your tongue! Tongue-fuck me now!"
And he did.
She felt his tongue slip past her labia, swirl around her delicate inner cunt lips for a moment, then stab out into the deep recesses of her cunt. And once there, he turned his tongue into a swirling tornado of pure desire. He didn't miss a single drop of her cunt juice. His tongue leaped and flickered and bounced from one side of her twat to the other.
She was completely aroused.
Falling forward, she let his cock enter her lips. She started sucking in response to what he was doing to her pussy. The teenager let all her lust flow free. She sucked until her cheeks went concave under the vacuum. Her tongue was a never-ending source of delight for the man. And the way her head bobbed up and down insured he was getting a fine blow job.
She was fucking her face as hard as she could. Her lips were pursed into an "O" which touched every section of his pecker as it came soaring into her face. And once there, she tried to hold it in several ways. Her tongue pressed it hard against the roof of her mouth. She sucked as hard as she could. And her teeth promised an incredibly erotic prison for his length of fuck stick.
He was groaning but the sounds were muffled. His face was crammed entirely into her twat. She could feel his nose close to her asshole.
His mouth was completely locked on her cunt lips now. He had bunched them up and sucked them into his mouth to torment them with his tongue.
He ran his tongue along the creased pussy lips. And he tried sucking her juices out from between them. She felt tongues of flame leap into her cunt every time he touched her. And the way he was rocking his head back and forth gave added stimulus to this wondrous eating out.
She let his cock snap out of her mouth as she moaned, "More! I need more of, ohhh, aaaieeee!"
He had rammed his tongue far up her twat again. This was all it took to ignite the rocket blast of orgasm that erupted in her body. She rocked back and forth with the sudden release of pent-up energy.
His hands reached around her body and gripped hard at her asscheeks. He rocked and rolled with her motion as the climax seized control of her hips. Under his fingers, the silky-smooth flesh flushed. She was burning up with lust.
Lust he had built up in her!
That thought lodged and drove him on. He wanted to give her more, ever more excitement. His tongue began slurping all along the gash of her cunt. He found her cut. He diddled with it until another orgasm exploded in her body. Then he moved forward a bit and found the tangled mat of her pussy mound.
His tongue looped and laced through the forest until he tired of the wiry hair. He moved back, lightly passing over her clitoris. He found the well of her cunt. His tongue descended into her hole once again. He rolled his tongue around the tiny hole so that he could find and excite every nerve ending in her snatch.
He succeeded.
She climaxed again.
She was coming like a machine gun now. It didn't matter what he did. It was all pure, undiluted excitement for her. She was so totally responsive to his mouth love, when he sucked off some of the juices leaking froth her twat, she came still another time.
He wondered what her body was going to be like after they finished. No woman could come this many times and not feel it.
She would be totally drained. Drained and exhausted just as he'd been earlier in the day. He smiled slightly at the thought. This was fitting revenge on her. He'd make her come so many times, she wouldn't be able to continue. He'd wear her out. He'd completely sate her sexual drives.
He'd show her who was boss!
His mouth clamped down on the slightly bristly rim of her cunt again. He sucked. His tongue massaged. He slurped up every drop of fuck fluid leaking from her manhole. Tireless this time, the man's appetite for things sexual soared and knew no bounds.
She came again.
There was a great satisfaction in knowing he was bringing her off so many times in a row. But it was also demanding on his body, too. Her sucking had increased to the point where he was certain she would completely pull off his dick.
And the way she was fondling and tugging at his balls convinced him he wouldn't be able to keep it up much longer. The salty taste of her succulent juices drove him wild with lust. The feel of the fuck fluid dribbling across his chin made him suck even harder, made his tongue drive cock-hard up her cunt.
But there was no denying the way his balls felt. He was going to blow his rocks off at any second.
When the teenager's tongue made a slow, sensual circuit around the rim of his cock, that was it. His cum exploded into her eager mouth.
He felt her sucking hard on his rod. She pulled every drop out of his balls. The fiery surge all along his length spread rapidly throughout his body. He experienced the ultimate in human pleasure. His orgasm was the best ever.
As the two lovers collapsed to the bed, he said to Susan, "I don't know about you but I've about had it. For the moment."
She smiled. "I'd like to keep going but I can see you're not up to it.
Not right now." She idly fingered his limp cock.
He couldn't believe his ears. She'd come repeatedly and still she wanted more. She wasn't human – she was a fuckin' nympho!
"I'm so sweaty," he said, "I'd like to get some of it off, I need a shower. How about you?"
"I can think of something even better."
He was curious. He asked, "What might that be you horny little bitch?"
"A cat bath."
She quickly spun end for end and lay across his body. Her quick tongue flashed out and began leaving broad paths of saliva across his hairy chest. She was intent on licking him clean.
He had to admit the feeling was nice. The wet, rough feel of her tongue across his chest was good. It stimulated him, but not enough to bring his sleeping cock back to life. That was some time in the future. But he could enjoy this for the moment.
His fingers laced through her silky hair. He idly played with it as she made soft, animal-like noises and worked over his body. Her tongue was untiring. It sought out every possible place where he might be stimulated.
Just looking at her sleek body was a big enough turn-on for Joe. She had the curviest ass he could remember. And the way her tits gently swayed told him again how firm and young the flesh was. There was nothing about Sue that he didn't like.
She wasn't beautiful. But she was a lot more than pretty. The tits were a pretty handful. The slim waist he could reach around with both hands if he tried. And the hips were definitely womanly. That ass was a big turn-on for him. He remembered with fondness what it was like to have it surrounding his cock as he drove hard and far up her asshole.
But the triangle of her pussy mound pointed at the best part. That snatch could suck a man up into it and hold him prisoner. She could do things with her stomach muscles other chicks only dreamed of doing. And such wonderful things!
She could massage and grip and caress his cock once he got it up that virgin-tight pussy.
And her sex drive seemed to be limitless. She could fuck like a rabbit all night long. And right now, that was exactly what she seemed intent on doing.
He could think of worse ways of spending a night.