Susan had been a very busy young lady all the while she was watching Gloria suck off Freddie. She had her eye glued to the keyhole, and her finger was going a mile a minute inside her panties.
She had gotten off so many times she couldn't even remember how many, and didn't really want to. All she wanted to do was feel the fantastic pleasure between her legs, and watch the erotic scene going on in the next room.
They were taking another break over there now, as Freddie relaxed his balls and his brain in the aftermath of being sucked off so beautifully by Gloria. Susan needed the rest, too.
She lay back on the floor again, letting all the sensations of this incredible night sink in. It had been a real mind-blower, to say the least… and a cock-blower, too, if you wanted to get really precise about it.
She let her fingers stroke softly over her dewy, cum-covered cunt, and idly thought about how good it had felt to have Ronnie's prick jamming in and out of her. But still she worried about swallowing that cum. How could she get that off her mind, she wondered.
But she didn't have much time to think about it, because it was only a few minutes before she began to hear activity in Freddie's room again.
This time, when she looked in, she saw Gloria mounted atop Freddie's body, playing with his prick – now hard and erect once more – and ready to take him all over again.
Gloria sure is a hot young pussy, Susan thought. She never appeared that way, but that's the kind you have to worry about, she thought. When they don't say much, it means they do a lot. And Gloria sure was an active, knowledgeable sex partner for a teenager!
She had Freddie's cock in her hands, rubbing on the outside of her pussy as she slowly rode up and down on his thighs. The head of his cock was sliding smoothly over her cunt lips and over her inflamed, wet clit, as she worked over him.
Susan could see Gloria's face, and it was filled with pleasure as she rode him. She had her eyes closed, and her jaw was doing little exercises, circling around, as she let her mouth go slack and the sensations of his cockhead rubbing her made her feel all hot and excited.
It was getting to Freddie, too. He was visibly aroused as he felt the sweet, blissful caresses of his cockhead against the curly, wiry dark hairs surrounding her cunt lips and clit.
It was going to be another rousing hump for both of them, but especially for Gloria. She could move her ass at will, and the rest of her body – so sensuous, so full of youthful energy and the will to fuck – was bursting to let it all hang out.
Gloria squeezed Freddie's vibrating cock, loving the feel of its hot, knobby stiffness as it pounded against her fingers. She pressed it firmly against her body, riding up and down against it, feeling it coax the juices from her as it slid up and down on her twat.
It was almost as good this way, she thought, as it was inside. If more boys knew what really turned a girl on, they wouldn't be so anxious to be on top all the time.
Gloria loved riding Freddie. It gave her the freedom to move her hands and her ass just the way she wanted to and to have his cock fucking her inside or outside or whatever she wanted at that exact moment.
She liked a certain amount of hard riding, but what a delicious, tantalizing feeling it was, she thought, to have his hard shaft just gentling stroking against that ultra-sensitive spot at the top of her cunt.
That clit of hers was so incredibly filled with nerves almost perpetually on the edge that it didn't take much to have her churning like a cement mixer.
She rode him like that for quite a while, until finally Susan saw Gloria's back stiffen and her crotch shake in a mighty, trembling shudder, and knew that she'd gotten off by that soft, exterior stroking.
She wondered if Freddie would shoot his load on the outside, too, and thought what a waste that would be.
Before he could do that, though, Gloria suddenly grasped hold of his hard cock, and slipped it between her slippery, quivering cunt lips and nudged it up inside smoothly. She hesitated just a moment after getting the head inside her snatch, and seemed to let him "test her waters" for a moment before taking it in a long, silken glide deep into her loins.
It was such a sensuous, artful entry that Susan couldn't help admiring Gloria's knack. She handled herself and Freddie's dork like a virtuoso. She seemed to know so much about timing, and little, subtle ways which make a simple act a real production giving maximum pleasure to both of them.
When Freddie was finally deep inside Gloria's pussy once more, she began a circular, rhythmic motion with her ass. It went around in a soft, almost perfect "O" and Gloria could feel Freddie's pulsating dick nudging the walls of her cunt, first on one side, then on the other, as it pressed against her when she moved about.
Freddie was going out of his skull with delight as he felt the warm juices trickle down over his prick from her hot cunt. He thrilled to the way she was massaging him with the secret passages of her snatch.
Gloria didn't tell Freddie, or anyone else, where she had learned this beautiful little trick but it so happened that she had an aunt who was very sex-conscious and sex-hungry. Gloria visited her the previous summer when her aunt, a woman named Viola Flanders, had shown her a lot of things you can't learn from books.
Gloria had even watched one time while Viola fucked the widower, a guy about 42, who lived next door. All the time, Viola had pointed out things to Gloria, telling her what she was doing, showing her the finer points of fucking.
Now it was really paying off for the pupil. Gloria had herself in a euphoric, blissful state, and Freddie was getting awfully close to cracking his nuts.
Then she began to move a little faster, picking up the tempo just a bit, but enough to make the pressure of his prick against her pussy walls noticeably stronger.
It made Freddie groan and tremble slightly as he felt his prick grinding into her over and over.
"Christ, Gloria," he cried. "You're incredible! You do things to me I've never even heard of before! You've got me so hot I'm going to come any minute!"
But she wasn't ready for that. She wanted to bring him right to the edge and then stop. Since she knew he was close, that's just what she did.
She stopped completely… like a ship dead in the water.
She kept his cock deeply imbedded in her cunt, but all of the delicious movements and erotic grindings and firm massages were stifled.
He pleaded with her to keep going, but she knew what she was doing. She'd watched Viola do it, and was there when the guy next door finally got his rocks off. It was so hard and so violent that she realized the finesse it took to play a hot cock and bring out everything it had to offer.
Even Freddie didn't know how good the bottom line would be when she made him hold off and keep getting higher and higher.
She sat there for a while, just idly touching his loins, without moving her ass at all or flexing her cunt muscles. When she felt that Freddie had eased off, and his libido had backed down from its speeding drive, she started rocking once more, but in a very quiet, tentative way.
Her fingers played over the soft hair on his chest, strayed to his nipples made them stand up and tingle – hard and erect – then brushed over his upper arms and across his cheeks. All the time she was tantalizing and teasing him with sensuous, wavy flicks of her tongue as she smiled down on him.
He watched her tongue flit out of her mouth, just waving in the air, and he wanted to feel it flying over his flesh. He strained to shove his cock farther up into her, and his whole body ached with delicious yearning.
God, he thought, what a hot young pussy she is! She knows all the things that turn me on, but that don't get rue quite all the way off!
Gloria got hot just thinking about what she was doing to him, her prisoner there beneath her, and she went on taking him up and up to the heights.
This time she was going to make him go for the moon.
She reached around behind her as she rocked and let her fingers wander down over his balls. She caressed them tenderly, softly rolling them between her fingers.
The way she did it made Freddie squirm and twist and moan with delight. "Fuck me, baby!" he pleaded. "Move your ass around, like you did before. Please, get me off, baby. I'm burning up, for Chrissake!"
She smiled softly to herself as she watched the burning need in him grow and grow. It thrilled her to sense the power she held over Freddie. It made her cunt ache and get very, very wet as she swiveled her pussy slowly around on his hard prick.
Gloria kept him in that lingering, yearning state for quite some time, playing with his lustful desires, toying with his desperate longing to be released and to shower her with his hot, thick cum.
He grew more restless, more strident in his pleas, more hungry with each passing moment.
All the time both of them got hotter and hotter, each in their own way – Freddie because the soft, pink walls of Gloria's cunt were driving him mad, and Gloria because she had known the sweet, blissful experience of orgasm and was getting her kicks now from the sheer feeling of power that she held over him. She was teasing him, squeezing every ounce of passion from him without satisfying that thirsty, hungry, starving need.
It was an old story. The lust for power, they sometimes call it. Whether it was in politics, or sex, or anything else, it held people in its spell… and Gloria was feeling its spine-tingling effects at this moment.
Even the thrill of power however, must eventually be overshadowed by the loin-wrenching, all consuming enormity of coming. And Gloria succumbed at last.
She felt Freddie's stomach shaking with such hard, muscle-twisting, convulsive spasms that she was carried away herself in a whirlpool of delight. Her cunt began to respond to his urgent desires. It churned with a hot, wet craving, and not even her strong sense of holding him in her clutches could subdue the urge within her to get off.
"Oh, Gloria," he cried. "I'm almost… almost… theeeerrre! I'm commmming!"
Freddie's cock unloosed a wad of cum that would have drowned an elephant. It poured into her ready and willing twat, glazing her loins with a beautiful, wet, glistening film that set her on fire.
As soon as she felt it hit her, she was in its grip. It was like a firing pin on a cannon. It turned on every muscle, every thought, every desire that burned in her soul. It made her body a puppet being moved by the strings of his sensuality. It consumed her in a blaze of passion that tore at her core and sent her pussy into gyrations that racked her from head to toe.
Her body shook and her groin trembled and she began to pour out love-juice in such enormous gobs that she would have drowned his prick had it had a nose to breathe.
It cascaded from her in a swirling, foaming stream and flowed swiftly down over Freddie's cock and saturated his balls.
Yet he still shot cum into her, his whole body twitching and jerking under the tremendous pressure of his orgasm. He fucked and fucked and she pivoted and writhed on his hard, straining cock as she came.
It was a fantastic, fitting climax to a night of untamed lust.
And it had been a great finale for Susan, too.
She came out of her reverie, and wrote a letter to Aunt Sanders, a teen advice columnist for an underground newspaper that the kids all read on the sly. It read: "Dear Aunt Sanders: In oral sex, is it all right to swallow the come on the first date? My girlfriend says I could get pregnant this way, but I know she's wrong. All I want to know is whether it's impolite, or if a boy will think I'm too easy."
Susan liked to read Aunt Sanders' column. The paper it appeared in was quite explicit, to say the least, in its editorial content. Aunt Sanders often answered teenage queries with very strong four-letter words. It wasn't the kind of newspaper delivered to the average, middle-class family in the neighborhood. Some of the kids at school read it more avidly than anything in the school library.
Susan's dearest hope was that Aunt Sanders would tell her that swallowing conic on the first date was not a breach of dating etiquette.