It was early the following morning, and I was parked outside the Roberts home waiting for Cy Roberts to leave. He'd have to establish a strong alibi for himself by being somewhere else when Ignatz Randall came to his house to push the radio in Judy Roberts' bathtub.
At eight o'clock I saw Roberts leave. Looking at his face as he got into his Cadillac, I wanted to throw up. If anyone could turn me off the human race, it was Cy Roberts. It was one thing for him to marry Judy for her money. It was something else again to have her rubbed out so he could enjoy her money. If Judy had been a nag, or a sloppy pig, I might have understood Roberts wanting a motive to dump his wife. But she was a sweet little thing, with a nice disposition and an equally nice body who was willing to do anything to please her husband.
I could understand Randall wanting to be rid of Joan. She was no prize, and after having spoken with her at great length the previous night, I saw she had a lousy disposition. And to top things off, she was the world's biggest fucking dummy. I'd had to explain things four different times to her, reassuring her in writing that her first month's premium would be free. Then, and only then had she been willing to take the insurance. And the odd thing was, Roberts was supposed to kill Joan Randall by fucking her to death, which was certainly a far better death than she deserved, while Judy was supposed to be fried. There's no justice in the goddamned world.
Once I was certain Roberts was gone, I walked up to the house and rang the doorbell. I must have rang a good three minutes before Judy answered. She was all bleary-eyed and wrapped in a cotton bathrobe which hugged her lovely curves. When she saw me she seemed a bit apprehensive, wondering if I'd already amassed all the evidence she'd need to divorce her husband. I nodded, showing her three stills from the videotape. In all three, her husband's face was clearly visible.
"That's the woman all right," she nodded, letting me in. "Now I suppose you'll be wanting the balance of your fee."
I handed her a list of the expenses which came to eighty three dollars if you included my meals, which I did.
"Is this all?" she asked, making out a check and handing it to me.
The look on her face was one of disappointment. She obviously had expected me to collect more of the fee I'd charged her yesterday.
"When do you usually take your bath?" I asked.
"How did you know I take a bath instead of a shower?" she wanted to know.
"I'll explain another time. Right now suppose you a answer my question."
"I usually get up at ten o'clock on Saturdays. That's about the time I take a bath."
That gave us an hour and a half, with a twenty minute safety margin. I mean, I don't think Judy Roberts would have been in the mood for fucking with a dead man around, and Ignatz Randall would either end up dead or ready to talk. And then I remembered I didn't dare let him talk to the cops. Someone on the force who was working with this murder group would be sure to get word back to them that I was the one who loused them up, and then I'd have a bunch of assassins coming after me. Contrary to the heroes in the movies; I don't relish a montage of murderers trying to wipe me out. What I'd done to their two hoods last night was enough to keep them from loving me. Ignatz Randall would have to die in his attempt to kill Judy Roberts.
I reached for Judy and she came running into my arms.
"You do like me," she whispered, kissing my face and mouth. "I was so afraid I was a disappointment yesterday."
"You were terrific," I whispered, between kisses. "You were great."
"Can you stay awhile?" she asked, leading me to the bedroom. I noticed only one side of the bed had been slept in. Apparently she made her husband sleep in a different room.
When I turned I saw she had removed her robe. Underneath she was stark naked, and looked lovelier than ever. Her lovely cunt was already soaking wet, and her pubic hair was damp. I could see the tiny clit already straining to stand up, beckoning to me. And oh those lovely thighs, so smooth and rounded. Her standing there as she did was an invitation I didn't dare refuse. I could feel my cock rising to the occasion.
We fell onto the bed and Judy's breathing began to intensify. I showered her neck and face with a dozen kisses, feeling her breath burn. I grabbed for her small but firm tits, lifting the twin handfuls, rubbing and squeezing their expanding nipples. My mouth trailed after my hands, sucking her white, soft flesh, feverishly lapping away at her surging nipples. I sucked each tit into my mouth, one at a time, letting my tongue lash those spiky nipples. After a while I began chewing on them, moving them around in my mouth. I could feel the leather-like texture of the skin as the nipples became even harder and longer.
As I gobbled her luscious boobs Judy pressed herself to me, letting her body luxuriate in the feel of my throbbing cock, pushing against my pants into her belly. I continued devouring her mastoids as she slid down and then up until my stiff peter was pressing into her soaking crotch. Her cunt juices would make a soaking mess of my pants. They were already beginning to simmer in her steaming slot. The temperature in her groin must have been near the boiling point. I stroked her shapely legs again and again, letting my fingers run from her tantalizing, slurping box, down to her knees, and back again. The way Judy writhed one would think her pussy ready to explode.
Now I began kissing my way across her smooth, flat plain of tummy. I paused only to dip my tongue into her sensitive navel, letting said tongue drill deeply into her. At the same time I continued rubbing her shapely thighs. She raised her legs, spreading those tender thighs as she wriggled and squirmed, jerking her torso this way and that under my sure caress. I could hear her wistful, ecstatic sighs.
"You're a fabulous female," I muttered heatedly.
My hand massaged the soaking V of her twat, making her arch her back to enjoy all the more the contact. As my head continued rubbing against her belly, I could feel her hands grasping my hair, almost ready to yank my lips down to her dripping cunt.
Jumping to my feet, I hurriedly undressed, leaving my clothes draped over a nearby chair in such a way I could get into them very quickly, if necessary. My rampant prong sprang away from my body, jutting out its full length. Then I returned to the bed, ready to enjoy the pleasure Judy's succulent body would impart.
I lowered my head to her firm breasts, kissing them again and again, feeling her encircle my neck with her arm. My fingers dipped into the delightful forest of her pubis, lightly touching the wet pussylips.
Once again I kissed my way south, determined to enjoy every bit of this tender-fleshed woman. I wanted to get my hungry mouth on her burning bush. When I got to her pelvis I began to lightly nip the soft flesh through her strainer of hair.
Judy lay back, spreading her loins wide apart, holding my head against her slithery sex. I kissed every spot on her puffy cunt and all along the tops of her thighs. My tongue dipped into the crevices where her legs were joined to her torso. I dined everywhere but in the hungering center of her fiery furrow. My titillating was a test of her willpower as well as that of my own. I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. My chin was soaking in the juices of her squirming quim, and now Judy grabbed me by the hair and forced my face deep into the heart of her pulsating muff. Her raging pussy lips surrounded my face completely, forcing me to breathe in the delightful smell of her deep cunt. I sucked, slurping in the tasty juices as my face parted her frothing cuntlips where no tufts of her curly bush could reach. I felt as if I were being swallowed up inside her creaming vagina as my tongue licked both sides. Then I speared it deep into the bottomless pit of her pleasure, moving it around and around before withdrawing it so I could suck on her now fully extended clitoris. The heady, cologned scent of her steaming pussy tried drawing me deeper into her exotic erotic center, intoxicating me with her sexual drippings.
Now my tongue began to lap furiously, my teeth nibbling on the tender pink, almost red flesh of her labia. It was obvious I was getting to Judy. She seemed on a whirling escalator to the ultimate peak of sexual pleasure. When I peered at her through the dense pelvic hedge I could see her eyes were closed as she jerked her pelvis back and forth. Her hips began to pump wildly and I had to wrap my arms around her waist to calm her down. Her vibes were impossible to control.
Perspiration covered the two of us as my tongue licked deep into the fuming depths of her musky pussy, not stopping for even a second. My slobbering tongue licked her clitoris as my teeth nibbled gently on it, sending Judy into a wild frenzy.
"No," Judy begged. "Now. Do it to me now."
"Do what?" I asked, raising my face, dripping with her lubricant, to look at her.
"You know what," she insisted.
"Say it," I ordered.
"Fuck me, goddamn you, fuck me."
I can't remember when I heard a woman plead with me so urgently. Only a cad would have stopped at this point, and I was no cad.
I flung my body on top of hers and she was overjoyed to receive me. She wrapped her lovin' arms around my hugging torso, and I felt her legs lift straight up. I mounted her perfectly, and my rock-hard cock, its dome filled with blood, pressed against the questing hole of her furry cunt. Judy's legs wrapped themselves around me as her body prepared for my attack.
With a solid slamming of my hips and pelvis I drove my solid cock into her yielding cunt.
"Ooooooh," she mumbled at the intense feeling of pleasure she received, feeling my prick slide in. This time there was no problem. I could feel the walls of her hungry box being stretched again, almost to the point of tearing. But as I pumped into her with a certain regularity I felt the cuntwalls widening a bit to ease the strain. From then on it would be pure pleasure.
Judy dug her heels into the bed, first locking her ankles around mine. I thrust my rock-hard sword into her, skewering her nookie with one solid push after another.
"Slice me in half," Judy begged. "That fat penis of yours feels like it's a yard wide. I can feel the burning tip touching my womb."
We kissed, our tongues intermingling. I could taste the sweetness of her mouth and she was probably tasting the flavor of her own cunt. Our teeth scraped and bit as our tongues thrashed back and forth.
We were two naked bodies shiny and glowing with perspiration, crashing one against the other in a frenetic hurry to see who could first attain orgasmic satisfaction. We lost all sense of time for a while, though not nearly enough passed for me to worry about the sudden appearance of Ignatz Randall.
I could feel the hammering of Judy's heart as it came through her succulent boob and beat against my own chest. Her breathing had speeded up and my own matched hers.
I could feel the sperm seeping up inside my chugging wang, and knew it would be pouring out at any moment. I tried delaying the orgasm, but my bloated nuts insisted I ease the pressure on them, and as I continued plunging my dork in and out of Judy's straining fur piece I knew my orgasm was there.
At first I merely moaned when my bubbling cream came bursting forth into Judy's hot twat. Wave after wave of thick white liquid spurted into her, and Judy, ecstatic at feeling the hot spunk spit into her, went into a mad horizontal dance around me as she also climaxed wildly, pure unadulterated pleasure completely engulfing her. Her entire body vibrated and trembled as she dug her nails into my back, raking bloodlines down my spine.
I lay there, my body covering Judy's, my softening cock soaking in her come-filled cunt, feeling warm, snug, and secure. We rested, each of us clinging tightly to the other, kissing each other softly. Rivulets of semen and lubricant seeped out of her surrounding pussy and seeped down her thighs, ass cheeks, and crack. It was one helluva fuck, and I knew it wasn't over.
My prong slowly began to enlarge again, hardening inside Judy's comforting cunt. I could tell by the smile on her face she was feeling it. It became harder and harder, and as it solidified I began to slide it back and forth, slowly at the start, then speeding up the tempo a little at a time.
Judy began writhing and punching her hips up to meet my downward thrusts. Each delectable rasp of flesh within flesh felt better, dictating an increase in speed and friction. Our natural horizontal rhythm soon produced a vital joint endeavor as my hard-on lunged in and out of her young, slobbering gash. My burning cock seared into her with such energy I thought I could smell the burning flesh created by the heavy friction.
With my wrinkled scrotum sac slapping strongly against the lower part of her leaking split I felt her cunt suddenly squeeze my straining cock tightly, and I knew Judy had come again. She muttered a series of epithets designed to make a sailor blush as her secretions exploded from within her fuckhole. I kissed her face and kept on pounding away at her leaking pussy with a steady rhythm, laying the foundation for another orgasm.
My continuous penetration of her plum-like nookie began building her toward a third experience. Showing her no mercy and lacking in all restraint, my piston-like thrusts became overpowering. Her dainty hands clung to my throbbing ass cheeks and she damn well knew it wouldn't be long until the both of us climaxed.
Once again my effervescent sperm boiled up and poured into the open wound of her raw cunt. Her own liquids came forth and blended with the inpouring cream, mixing with it in a cyclone of overpowering orgasms. I thought Judy might faint, she reveled so completely in the feel of it. And I was enjoying a wildness to equal hers as charges of ecstasy blasted through my entire self. I felt my enormously hard prick spitting again and again.
I would have been content to withdraw my shrinking poker from her jismfilled cunt and lay back and rest. But Judy had other ideas.
As I lay back, letting my cock feel cool air cover the semen and lubrications smeared all over it, Judy turned over and plunged her head between my thighs, her mouth engulfing my shriveling tool, sucking all the juices off it. As I began to lubricate again, Judy used her tongue to smear the oil all over the reddish-purplish crown of my cock. Enthusiastically, she greased the complete head and then the entire shaft, licking up, down and around the rigid spire. A tingling took hold of me as she dragged her tongue along the highly sensitive underside of my cock. Then her mouth returned to the top of my plunger, and her lips formed a fleshy circle around the head and slowly pushed their way down, sucking the entire rod in, inch by tantalizing inch. And as her mouth continued its sucking blandishments her hand cupped my balls, fondling the wrinkled sac ever so tenderly. Soon she was bobbing her head vigorously, slurping her tongue with great pressure against my piston and letting her teeth lightly scrape the slippery flesh. The point of my prong kept slamming against the soft palate of her throat but she didn't shorten the strokes of her plunging lips.
I could see Judy's firm tits jumping around as she bobbed her head up and down. I reached out and rubbed my fingers against one of her rubbery nipples. Soon I had a firm grip on said nipple and massaged it hard, letting blood fill it. I had the urge to suck it as Judy was sucking my cock, and if I could have, I would have.
God! This woman reeked of sex. Cy Roberts didn't deserve her.
I could see the rounded hillocks of her ass bouncing up and down in opposing rhythm to her head, and I knew I had to enjoy them. I wanted to suck her cunt and her ass, filled as both holes were with my own seed.
I grabbed her thigh and pulled her ass around toward me. At first she didn't understand, but went on gobbling my meat anyway. I pulled one knee over my head and brought it down on the other side, firmly placing the other knee on the opposite side.
Her pink cunt hovered deliciously above my face now, and merely looking at it made me lick my chops. With both hands I reached up and pulled her succulent pussy straight down. My tongue went straight as an arrow into her cream-filled hole. Understanding what I was doing, Judy spread her loins farther apart to facilitate the entry of my mouth. Though she'd had a headstart in her oral ministrations I was determined to try to catch up. I flicked my tongue in and out of her dribbling cunt with the speed of an adder, jazzing my long, slippery tongue far up into her delicious pussy. Drops of flavorful lubricant began coating my tongue instantly, and I sucked them deep into my throat. And in the meantime, my solid rod continued pumping in and out of Judy's working mouth.
In spite of my efforts to bring Judy to a fourth climax speedily, I shot first. I did my fucking goddamndest to hold back, but it was apparent I hadn't a chance. The cords in my thighs tightened and my ass arched upward as I poured it out. My foaming come frothed into Judy's hungering mouth. And though I spurted heavily, Judy's head continued bobbing with the resolve of a cocksucking pro. Let me tell you, I've been blown by the best professionals, but Judy's determination equaled the efforts of the best of them. Her cheeks bloated as they filled with the burning fluids, and I saw her throat muscles contract as she swallowed the testicular load of fluid. She gulped the liquid straight down her throat into her belly, savoring the enjoyable taste, her lips holding tightly to my shrinking prong. Her teeth chewed deeply into my flesh, but there was no pain. She bit, chewed, sucked, and drank, and when it was over and there wasn't another drop to be had, she reluctantly released my now-miniscule muscle and licked the remaining residue from around my inner thighs and balls. She had become so addicted to sperm she couldn't get enough no matter how much she drank.
I, meanwhile, in the paroxysmic throes of orgasmic ecstasy, pushed my face as deep into her foaming cunt as I could, devouring the gushing liquids within. Her flaming cunt had become a raging volcano beneath the insistent plungings of my working tongue. She was riding the crest of the wave of total fulfillment, clenching her teeth now and bracing herself for imminent inundation.
She shuddered, slammed her outer pussy lips hard against my teeth, and then unleashed gobs of spurting cunt juice. It poured down heavily, flooding into my waiting mouth. Little by little she sat back until her hairy muff rested full on my face beneath, and she bucked so hard as she continued coming she almost lost her balance. I had to grab her delightful ass with both hands to keep her seated, drinking in the waters of her delightful pussy. I drank the sex cocktail wholeheartedly, treating it like Old Smuggler (being careful not to spill a drop).
The perfume of her twat oil filled my nose, and I inhaled strongly, wallowing in the essence of her delightful scent. She shuddered back and forth on my face, letting my tongue swipe her juicing crack dry.
When it was over, Judy fell off me onto the bed, wanting to rest. But I knew this was no time for rest.