What a fucking shit heap of a week! Belinda Parsons decided. But she was pretending the part of a brave, cheerful, positive girl, and she flashed her most dazzling smile at Chuck Woods, wishing she had checked into the Cozy Rest Motel with Dwayne Murphy, instead.
On the other hand, she wad definitely going to get screwed, and that was always something to look forward to. Chuck was already opening the pint of whiskey, getting ready to make a couple of drinks. As if Belinda needed to be juiced in order to get juicy!
Motels really weren't Belinda's thing, but they couldn't go to Chuck's and they couldn't go to her house either, and she'd absolutely refused to fuck in the back seat of cars. So Chuck had sprung for a room here at the hot sheets. Not the first time, but she was still sorry she wasn't here with the guy from next door.
Belinda was convinced that meeting Dwayne had been the catalyst that had changed her life. Unfortunately, other than that dynamite fuck in the living room of her house, she hadn't had much chance to try his cock on for size. And now, three days later, she was still thinking dreamily of that sweet hot fuck he'd thrown into her – including that ramrod ding of her virgin ass hole – and she was wondering if Chuck was man enough to satisfy her newfound needs.
Not that Chuck was so bad. Like, she'd been going out with him for quite a while, and he was under the impression that he was her steady. And he was a pretty good lay, but he wasn't Dwayne.
Belinda paraded around the room, conscious of Chuck's eyes upon her. She was dressed for a date, with a tight black sheath dress, no sleeves, the hem striking her about a third of the way down her thighs. She'd found it in some of her mom's old clothes, a leftover from the early 60's, but it looked just great in '88, and especially on Belinda. The way Chuck was eyeing her, she was sure of it.
While he poured the drinks, Belinda took off the dress. If it looked good, what she wore under it was even more fine. Her bra and panties were black, looking dark against the sun-kissed gold of her skin. Chuck liked garters and stockings, and she had worn a pair just for him. Curlicue designs ran down both sides of her hose, accentuating the length of her legs.
Chuck handed her a glass. She tipped it to his, and smiled alluringly over the rim of her glass. She could already see the bulge in his pants. He had a nice prick, but it wasn't like Dwayne's. At least, he didn't use it as well.
Chuck put down his glass and slipped his hands around Belinda. She sipped her drink while he began to feel her up. She enjoyed being felt up, as always.
His hands moved over her black, bra-covered tits. The bra wasn't that much of a covering, and her nipples began to push out the centers of the black lacy cups. His fingers stroked them back and forth, feeling them lengthening as they got harder and harder.
His body brushed against hers, and she could feel the bulge of his cock in his pants. Until she'd met Dwayne Murphy, Chuck's cock had been plenty for Belinda, but now, even with its hardness rubbing against her, she felt a little disappointed. But not so disappointed that she didn't plan to fuck this dude's brains out.
He unsnapped her bra, and the cups fell away from her tits. He sighed, as he always did when her tits came into view. His hands covered the bare, Jello-jiggly mounds. He squeezed her tits.
Belinda closed her eyes as her tits filled his clutching fists. Her hand went down to stroke his full-grown cock-bulge. Yeah, he was hard, all right!
She put her drink on the dresser table and gave him her full attention. She opened his shirt. His chest was broad and hairy. She loved to feel it.
Pushing the shirt off his shoulders, she caressed his chest, his shoulders, his neck. The high heels put her in great shape to be kissed, and she opened her mouth to his questing tongue.
He manipulated her hard nipples, and her tit tips stiffened between his fingers. He bent down to suck on them.
"Oooohhh, Chuckie!" She giggled, feeding him a randy tit.
His other hand was between her legs, stroking the crinkly satin of her black panties. His finger pushed in, stuffing itself and the panty fabric into Belinda's cunt. He couldn't finger-fuck very deeply, but he moved his finger in and out, and she wiggled and giggled as she spread her legs a little wider, deepening her pussy-hole to his attack.
He fucked his finger and her panties into her cunt-hole, poking shallowly, and she bounced up and down in her spikey heels, feeding her cunt to his finger. She was already tugging down his zipper and reaching inside his pants.
Belinda had no idea how many times she had fucked his cock, or sucked it, but she was pretty sure she was about to do it one more time.
He picked her up and carried her to the bed. She lay back, posing, while he stripped. She watched his pants drop, saw his cock rise up, thick and hard. She touched her tits, pleasuring the already-rigid nipples with the tips of her long red fingernails. She wondered if Chuck had ever stuffed his cock up a girl's asshole. She wondered if his prick would feel as good up her asshole as Dwayne Murphy's had, then she wondered if she was ever gonna get the chance to have Dwayne's cock in her mouth, ass or pussy again!
Chuck joined her on the bed, bin big hairy body rubbing all over hers. He stuck his hand down the front of her panties and felt her pussy, which was leaking piss-warm juices already and he cupped a fistful of her pussy and squeezed, as if he were wringing an orange.
Belinda was turned on.
Chuck buried his face between her tits and blew on them, slobbering and nipping his way up from her cleavage to the tingly tips of her nipples. He opened his mouth wide and sucked a whole tit inside. Belinda's 38-C vanished into his mouth and he sucked hard on it, putting a vacuum pressure on her throbbing nipples while his hand continued to slide through the soft hairs of her cunt, stroking her clit and the drippy arousal of her cunt-slit.
Now his finger went inside her pussy. Belinda moaned. He had a middle finger the size of some guys' cocks, and he used it like a prick inside her, probing, prodding, thrusting almost to the pit of her pussy.
It was the usual Saturday night at Cozy Rest, Belinda decided, rolling and rocking under Chuck's assault and listening to the noises that crept through the flimsy walls. Someone had sprung for a fuck film, a room or two away; she could hear the cheap tinny generic music that always played on the porno soundtracks. And closer, probably two rooms down, someone was getting one hell of a fucking!
"Ohhhhh!" It was a woman's voice, moaning like a banshee in heat, and tuned to the rhythmic rock of a bed.
Belinda closed her eyes, drinking in the sound. It was a slow dreamy fuck, she could tell from the woman's cries. As Chuck's finger stabbed in and out of her cunt, she listened to the noises of that other couple, envying them the rhythm and the pace of their sweet sex. Chuck wasn't bad, but sometimes he was in too damn much of a hurry.
But Belinda was in a little bit of a hurry herself. He was turning her on like crazy, and her pussy was sucking at his finger, and she was wishing his fingernail could spout a geyser of jizz into her creamy hole. She could use a hot squirt right now, just to cool her down a little!
She wriggled from beneath him, throwing herself upon his cock. She'd rather have been sucking on Dwayne's prick.
She slipped her lips over his cock-knob, sipping his prick in and out. The friction of her mouth and tongue made his cock grow harder, hotter. She could feel the excitement flowing through his meat, pre-cum oozing onto her tongue with each lustful swipe.
Lifting her head, she squeezed his cock-knob from beneath, until his piss-slit winked open. She attacked it with her tongue, thrusting as if she meant to penetrate his piss-slit.
He yelped and grabbed her head, guiding her downward. "Oh, baby, your sucking's the greatest!"
Her tongue moved through the tiny slit like a saw blade as his prick trembled inside her hand.
She licked downward to his balls, stroking the upper half of Chuck's prick. Her mouth opened wide to suck on his balls. She rocked his balls around with her tongue, and the power surged through his upstanding prick where her fist encircled it. She licked his shithole, too, her tongue pointed and perky and passionate. Then it was back to his balls for a little more sucking, and at last her tongue licked back up Chuck's cock, making for the big purple knob.
His foreskin was peeled all the way down, the cock-knob entirely exposed. It looked as big as a tomato, and almost as red. Belinda made her mouth a wet ripe oval and she slid it down over the end of Chuck's prick, pushing south until her lips were flushed against his groin and the head of his prick was somewhere inside her throat.
She moved up and down in a series of slow rises and falls, taking his cock down her throat to the balls again and again. Guys were always impressed with that, especially guys who had pricks as big as Chuck's, and Belinda loved to show off a little. But his cock was heating up, and even more than the showing off, she fucking loved the way his prick tasted!
She was on her hands and knees beside him, face angled down into his crotch, her ass pointing toward his head. He put his hand up to her crotch once more, and he used his fingers like a drill bit in her dripping pussy. His thumb entered her cunt, and he reamed her mercilessly, grinding his hand against her aroused clit and her tingling cuntlips. One finger tickled the sensitized tightness of her asshole.
She kept on sucking, hungry for the squirt of his jizz.
Chuck explored the wet lips of Belinda's cunt, scooping juices out of her wet cunt-hole. Her pussy got slicker and slicker. He pulled out his wet thumb and rubbed it against her asshole.
Belinda murmured and purred and giggled around her total mouthful of his prick. She almost bit his cock in two when he started to shove his thumb up her ass, though! It was a little further than he usually went, but he seemed to be a little more turned on tonight, and that was fine with Belinda, who was about to burst from arousal.
Part of it was the feel of his throbbing cock stuffed to the gills in her throat. Part of it was the normal anticipation of getting fucked. Part of it had to be the nonstop noises that came from the other rooms.
That woman must be getting the fuck of a lifetime, to judge from the way she was moaning and whining? Now and then her voice drifted higher, becoming a softly sensuous scream. It made Belinda's clit tingle, and she was sure it was arousing Chuck as well.
And now it was Belinda's turn to scream, tough she couldn't get out much of a sound with her mouth totally full of Chuck's prick. His thumb popped her assring, lubed by the juice it had squeezed out of her pussy, and he began to ream her asshole.
She swayed tremulously, her mouth going slack on Chuck's prick, and she absorbed the grinding rotation of his thumb as it opened her shitter.
She could almost taste the passion surging in his cock, and each time she squeezed his balls, a little squirt of jizz bubbled from the tip of Chuck's prick. He couldn't last two more minutes without shooting. It was no time to begin an assfuck that would be over before it ever got good.
She rocked back against his ass-fucking thumb. The heel of his hand pressed against her dripping pussy mouth, friction humming on her hard hot clit. She raised her face from his cock, just hanging onto it now, and she did the grind on Chuck's hand until her lust seemed to explode. An orgasm exploded inside her pussy, transmitting itself somehow to her asshole as well!
"Gonna fuck you for a minute, now!" she panted, popping her ass off his inserted thumb.
She turned, straddled him, rammed her cunt down over the uplifted end of Chuck's prick. Her cunt-hole was open, wet, greasy – fucking ready, man! She slammed downward, taking him to the balls in one gulp, and she leaned forward as her hips rose and fell.
She slapped him in the face with her big dangling tits.
"Fuck me! Oh, fuck me!" she moaned.
He sucked on her tits while he rammed his cock into her cunt-hole. He was on a really short leash now, as anxious to squirt as she was to feel another come detonate inside her pussy. She just wanted to get this fuck out of the way so they could get primed for the sweet tight surprise she had decided to give Chuckie baby. When she took it up the ass, she wanted it to last a long time!
The woman in heat, down the row, was apparently on fire now. Everybody in the fucking motel could probably hear her every gasp, every moan, every sigh.
Belinda could almost hear the squish of the cock that fucked her hole and brought the woman to a pinnacle of delight. Just listening to the sounds of another bitch in heat made Belinda that much more excited.
"Dwayne! Oh, Jesus! You fuck me like a God!" the woman squealed the bed audibly rocking beneath her.
Belinda's head jerked around. Dwayne? Oh, shit, there were probably a hundred thousand guys named Dwayne in Ohio, right? But how many of them could fuck women like a God?
Chuck bit into Belinda's nearest tit, and she turned her attention back to the job at hand. His prick felt as if it was the size of a watermelon inside her pussy now, stretching the walls of her cunt almost to the breaking point.
It was all she could do to keep her pussy sliding up and down.
He grabbed her by the ass and pulled her down, lunging up at the same moment to impale her totally on his bulging prick. His face contorted in the moment of orgasm, and she felt the hot gushing discharge of his jizz, the milky cum squirting straight into her pussy.
Her cunt ground hard against his belly as it sucked his cock dry, and the pressure on Belinda's clit was enough to make her come again too, even more intense than the orgasm she'd felt when Chuckie had reamed her pussy and asshole with his horny fingers. She squirmed down upon his cock, the slime oozing out of her prick-stretched sheath to clot in their entangled crotch hairs.
And not far away, that other bitch was coming too, screaming like a hyena in the rush of her climax, the sounds penetrating into the room Belinda and Chuck shared.
The woman's cries excited Belinda almost as much as her own sensations, and they intensified the orgasm that was racing through the ripe teenaged blonde. It was as if the women were fucking the same prick, Belinda thought madly, collapsing atop Chuck, her pussy full of his thick squirting jizz.
She slid off him, the slime running out of her tingle-lipped cunt-hole and down her smooth thighs. She stroked herself, standing by the bed, and she licked the discharge off her fingers. Mixed with her own cum, it tasted even better than when she drank it straight from the squirting knob of his prick.
"Oh, shit!" she gasped. "The ice is all melted, and I need another drink in the worst way!"
Belinda slipped into her panties, pulled on Chuck's T-shirt, then grabbed the Styrofoam ice chest. The ice machine was outside, but she was dressed decently enough for the Cozy Rest.
"I'll be back in a sec. And when I do, I'm gonna make your day, like, totally, dude!" Belinda winked, then went out the door.