The drive home was quiet. Alecia slept most of the way in the front seat beside Larry, while in the back seat Dick and Merril just sat quietly and looked out of their respective windows.
Merril was feeling good. She was looking forward to getting home and being alone with Dick at last. The weekend had done a lot for her, and now she wanted to show him how she had changed. Not that the weekend itself had been really responsible for what was going on inside her now; Thursday night had actually been responsible for most of that.
But the weekend had brought it all out in the open. Now she knew what made her the way she was, and as a result she could deal with it. At least that was the way she perceived it now.
It was late when Larry let them off in front of their house. All the neighbors' lights were off, and the street was quiet.
"Goodnight. See you Monday," Dick said to Larry, who merely nodded in response. Alecia, still sleeping soundly, was not aware that they had arrived.
Inside the house, Merril experienced a few moments of anxiety as, left alone for the first time since Thursday night, she and Dick had relatively little to say to each other. She wondered if this meant that her hopes for what was going to happen in the next hours were going to be meaningless.
She needn't have worried.
Dick went into the kitchen without saying anything, while Merril climbed the stain and went into the bedroom. She was tired, but not exhausted, and the tingling anticipation she felt was she thought about what she wanted to do with Dick more than made up for any lack of energy she might have had.
While Dick was still downstairs, she took a quick shower, letting the burning needles of hot water shoot into her skin, massaging it and making her feel incredibly sensitive to any kind of tactile stimulation. The realization of this made her smile.
As she toweled herself dry, Merril found herself looking in the mirror at the sight of her naked body. For a moment she stopped, trying to be objective about what she saw. After a long stare, she smiled again; she was definitely, objectively, a desirable woman. But more than that, she was now a woman who was await of her body and knew what it could and should do.
Outside she heard Dick moving about in the bedroom, so she quickly finished toweling herself off; slipped on a terrycloth robe, and went into the bedroom to join him. The feel of the bathrobe rubbing against her naked body we surprisingly sensuous, causing her nipples to become tight and hard almost immediately. Her whole body felt like it was bound to explode from sexual tension any moment.
"Hi," she said quietly, sitting down on the edge of the bed. Dick was standing in front of the dresser and as she spoke, he turned around and smiled at her, causing Merril to breath a sigh of relief. So he wasn't angry after all…
"I fixed you a drink," he said, offering her a glass which she took gratefully.
"How do you feel?" she asked quietly, taking a long pull from the glass in her hand.
"I don't know." He shrugged. "What about you?"
"You really want to know?"
"All right. I'm incredibly turned on."
"You're kidding."
"Wanna make a bet?"
He just shook his head, but she could see that he was pleased. She could tell that this was what he had wanted to hear, but he had probably never seriously expected that it would actually be the case.
On the bed she shifted her weight a little, allowing the bathrobe to part and meal the soft whiteness of her inner thigh. From where he stood, half leaning against the dresser, he could almost see all the way up her naked cunt.
But not quite.
He could feel his cock beginning to get hard.
Merril took another long pull from her drink, draining it and feeling the warm liquor spread throughout her body. She reached over and turned off the lamp beside the bed, leaving a small lamp by the dresser as the only source of light in the room. The result we a soft, warm illumination which heightened the electricity between the two of them.
Merril slowly untied the loose knot in the sash of the robe and let it spread wen down the front. She could sense Dick's eyes boring into her, looking at her body with a heated desire that only added to her own excitement.
She wanted to rip off the garment, spread her kg, and let him take her immediately, but she didn't. Instead she simply parted her legs slightly, revealing to him the moist focus of her excitement. Even without touching herself, she could feel the warm, wet dewdrops of her love honey beginning to collect around her pussy lips, and she knew that Dick could see that she was ready and anxious for him to come and ram his cock into her.
"Dick," she whispered, her voice barely audible in the near silence of the room. "I want you. I want your cock. Here."
At the last word she took her hand and laid it on her thigh, the fingers pointing to the dripping entrance to her cunt.
Dick smiled. He couldn't help it; this was incredible. Somehow it had worked. Somehow Merril had finally come around and stopped being the pain in the ass she had always been. He didn't know if the weekend was responsible for that, or whether what he had done to her on Thursday night had really been the turning point, but he didn't care.
Not now, anyway.
He began to get undressed, never taking his eyes off hers. She smiled and, after a moment of watching him, let the bathrobe fall from her shoulders.
To Dick, it was as if he were looking at her for the first time. Her body was soft, smooth, and completely feminine. Everything about her made him want to touch her, kiss her, explore her.
Finally he was naked, his cock jutting forward with a severity that made his state of excitement perfectly dear.
"Come here," she whispered.
He complied.
A moment later he was sitting next to her on the edge of the bed, his arm around her shoulder. She was looking down at his cock, staring at it, watching the smooth, purplish skin as it seemed to continue to swell, growing harder and harder with each passing second.
She reached out and touched it, letting her finger curl lightly around the head. He responded by shoving up slightly with his hips deeper into the pocket formed by her fingers.
She began to stroke it, moving her hand up and down slowly, her eyes never once leaving the sight of his massive rod.
After a few moments of this, his own hand snaked around her back and formed a cup over one of her smooth, soft breasts. The nipple seemed to be as hard as his cock as he began to massage it, rubbing and squeezing.
"Oooohhhhh…" she whispered, leaning back until they were both lying on the bed, her hand still on his cock as they pressed against each other.
She kissed him, opening her mouth wide, greedily devouring his tongue with hers, probing and searching with an urgency that left them both breathless after a few moments.
After what seemed an eternity she pulled her lips from his. She knew what she wanted to do, and she knew that now was the time to do it.
Slowly, steadily, she slid her lips down across his body, moving closer and closer to his cock until finally she was no more than a few inches away from it. Then, without hesitating in the least, she spread her lips wide and took him inside her throat, sliding all the way down on it until she could feel her nose rubbing in the thick hair at the base of his cock.
"Oooohhhh… nice… suck it… suck it baby…" he groaned, thrusting into her mouth. At the same time he reached out with his hands and began squeezing the soft flesh of her ass cheeks, kneading the flesh and spreading them apart.
She began to whimper and a moment later she rotated her body so that she straddled him, her hot cunt open and ready just a few inches above his face. He could see the rich pinkness within it, and he knew what he wanted to do to it.
As she continued to slide her mouth vigorously up and down on his cock, he pushed his head up and buried his tongue deep inside her trembling cunt, tasting her honey, swallowing it hungrily as he sought to explore every inch of her pussy.
Shy gyrated her cunt above him, shoving down on his face with a fierceness he had never before dreamed she possessed. He still had both hands on her ass, and with them he guided her up and down, side to side, as he sought to send his tongue even deeper into the simmering depths of her honeypot.
"Mmmmmm…" she groaned, her mouth still encircling his cock. She had never felt anything exciting as this. She wanted him to devour her, to gobble down every ounce of her hot, creamy, cuntjuice.
But there was something else she wanted even more.
His cock in her cunt.
Half wild with desire, she suddenly pulled her head entirely off his cock and spun around. Now she was facing him, her cunt poised just over the head of his prick, her eyes on fire with the thought of the sensation she was about to receive from him.
"Yessss…" he whispered, urging her to sit down on his cock.
After only a moment's hesitation, she did just that.
"Aaaagghhh!" she groaned as he impaled her, shooting his cock deep, deep into the wet folds of her pussy. For a moment, after it was all the way in, she pawed.
Then she went crazy.
She began to fly up and down his shaft, driving it all the way into her pussy with each thrust. From below, Dick could see his cock disappearing into her as she bounced up and down, and the excitement on her face alone was enough to make him go crazy with delight.
But this was only the beginning.
Her tits were bouncing up and down as she frantically mashed her cunt against his cock. Without realizing what she was doing, she reached up and grabbed them, rubbing them with frenzied passion.
"Fuck me… fuck me hard…" she gasped, breathless from all that was happening inside her.
Then, in addition to blasting up and down, she began to rotate her crotch from side to side in firm, circular motions that caused his cock to press against every inch of the wet walls within her cunt.
"Yes…" he groaned, fighting to keep his cock from exploding right now. It was too soon… much too soon. He wanted this to last forever.
Above him, he watched Merril, practically in a trance, let one of her hands slide down across her smooth stomach, coming to rest finally on the thrashing, jumping entrance to her cunt.
One finger slid out from the rest.
It touched her clit.
Dick was transfixed. He could hardly imagine Merril doing what she was doing, and yet it was happening. Up and down, up and down she flew on his cock, driving it deeper and deeper into her, while at the same time she rubbed her sensitive swollen clit.
He knew neither of them could last much longer.
His cock began to shudder.
"Yes… yesss…" she groaned, feeling the tension inside his tool as it mounted, growing stronger with each passing moment.
She was ready for him.
Her cunt was sizzling, on fire with the heat that their lovemaking had created. It felt like a dam that was about to break, and she knew that his cock exploding would be the force that sent her over the top, crumbling the last walls that held her in check.
"Come… come inside me…" now she was going crazy.
Any moment now. Then it happened.
"Aaaacccckkkkkkk!" he gasped as the head of his cock seemed to fly off. Wave after wave of hot, sticky jism shot into her.
This was too much for Merril.
"YESSSSSS!" she screamed as the floodgates opened within her, spilling over and letting her own hot juices pour out, mixing with his as his cock continued to spurt its load into her.
She didn't stop thrusting.
Neither did he.
For an eternity they continued to smash into each other, milking their bodies of every drop of cum they had to share.
Then finally it was over.
Merril, her breasts heaving up and down from her exertions, looked down and saw that Dick was smiling up at her.
She smiled back.
He started to say something, but then just shook his head, a silly grin replacing the smile. There were no words for this; it was too good for that.
She knew how he felt.
She wanted to say something, somehow letting him know that this was the way it was going to be from now on. But nothing seemed appropriate.
So instead, she silently rose up on her knees until his cock slipped out of her cunt.
Then she bent over until her face was almost touching his slimy, limp tool. Slowly, so as not to miss a drop, she licked it until it was dry. At last, her final task finished, she dropped to the bed next to him, her hand lightly holding his cock.
She had no intentions of letting go.