Although Sandi Hubbard was only sixteen years old, she was, in Ray Cooper's opinion, some piece of ass. She was built like the proverbial brick shit-house. She was one of his best scores in years.
Sandi slid her key into the lock and opened the door, stepping into the darkened room. She smiled suggestively at him, her innocent, dimpled face beaming in the shadows. "Come in," she said.
He hesitated. "Is it safe?"
Sandi's laughter reminded him of music. "I told you it was all right. Mom and Dad are at the nightclub. We've got plenty of time."
Ray stepped tentatively into the room, recognizing immediately the familiar pattern of the standard
Shangri-la room: the red shag rug, the king-sized bed, the table and chairs, the long dresser, the color television. The only variation he was aware of was the second single bed over at the other end of the room, pushed against the far wall. The illumination was feeble, and out of habit, he found himself probing the shadows and dark corners.
Sandi moved shimmeringly inside her brief silver dress, and he had to step out of her way as she closed the door and locked it.
Christ, she was a piece of ass! he thought. It gave him a hardon just to look at her.
"What if they come back?"
She sighed with exasperation. "I told you. Their reservations for the nightclub had to be paid for in advance, and my daddy is not about to throw good money away. He's a cheap old son of a bitch who believes in getting what he's paid for. If he bought a reservation to a nightclub, then you can rest assuredly that he is going to use that reservation for everything that it's worth. Even if he hates the goddam show, he's not about to be back here before two o'clock in the morning, at the earliest. Now stop worrying."
Ray Cooper, however, was not about to stop worrying. He'd played this game too frequently and for too long a time; he wasn't about to fuck it up now. There was too much hanging in the balance.
Living in the town just outside Mount Shangri-la Lodge's vast rolling acres as he did, Ray was especially vulnerable because his face was so well known around the lodge. Management, for years, had known that he was spending all his free time on Shangri-la's grounds, using the lodge's rooms and facilities, attending the dances on the weekend as a way of picking up any loose female guests that he might find floating around.
They had tolerated him, and others like him from the town, for the simple reason that he had never given them any cause not to. He did his thing quietly and with a certain amount of finesse, never making waves, always covering his tracks. He played by their rules because the town, like all resort towns, was a dreary little empty place that would have long since blown away if it hadn't been for the lodge. Town was a place of crushing boredom, filled to. its rooftops with nothing to do and nowhere to go. Fucking guests from Mount Shangri-la Lodge was its single virtue and sole form of entertainment. Without the lodge, Ray Cooper would have committed suicide.
"You sure?" he pressed her again.
"Jesus, Ray, I don't want to get caught any more than you do. Less: they're my parental!"
Ray smiled. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'm sorry. I just feel a little strange, that's all. You understand, don't you?"
Sandi returned his smile. "Sure. Say, you want to hear some music? I feel like dancing."
Ray had picked Sandi up at the weekend dance, after having carefully weeded her out from, a handful of others he had been considering. When he had decided upon Sandi, he gave her his full attention, turning on his charm, just running right over her. He danced every dance with her, sweeping her off her
feet with his style and grace as a dancer. He'd accomplished the technique over the years; attending all the weekend dances at Shangri-la for so long, he had everything down to a science. The slow dances told him the most, and when Sandi had pressed her warm, sensuous body so firmly back against his, grinding her groin against the stiffening hardness of his cock, he knew then and there she was the girl for him.
"Don't you ever get tired?" He watched her bend over the radio, waiting for it to warm up. The hem of her dress slid up behind her, and he could see her long slender thighs, his line of vision terminated just below the curve of her firm ass, just when it was getting interesting.
"I love to dance," Sandi answered, moving her feet, wiggling her ass from side to side, matching the tempo of her humming. She switched the radio dial around until it squawked and sputtered. into music. Satisfied, Sandi kicked off her shoes and turned away, swaying and shifting her body in an easy, in place combination of steps. "I love to dance," she repeated. "It makes me feel so sexy!"
That stirred Ray's attention, and he trained his eyes on her dancing form. She had her back to him, her ass bent out toward him, the silver material of her dress stretched tautly across the firm twin cheeks. Her head was rocking from side to side as she danced, and her long blonde hair swished like whispers across her naked shoulders.
"Well, by all means," Ray said, "dance. I want you to feel as sexy as possible."
Sandi danced around until she was facing him. "That's not the only way to make me feel sexy, you know."
"Oh, really. What else turns you on?"
"You do. Why don't you come over here and give me a big wet kiss."
Ray's stiffening cock throbbed in his pants as he raped her with his eyes. This chick was not to be believed Not only was she a piece of ass, she was willing and probably promiscuous to boot.
Sandi was a petite-sized girl, with straight long blonde hair and large blue eyes. Her body was slender, and she moved with a graceful ease, in rippling fluid motions. jiggling up and down inside the glimmering harness of her backless and sleeveless silver dress, her breasts bobbed up and down, dancing their own kind of dance. Her belly was as flat and as narrow as her hips were wide and curved; For a small girl,. her legs seemed exceptionally long and well formed. She danced on her toes, and the tension of shifting muscles rippled erotically up and down the length of her body.
"Are your sure you're only sixteen?" Ray asked.
Sandi giggled, tossing her head from side to side, her yellow hair splattering like fine old lace torn by the wind.
"That's all," she teased. "My do you want to know? Does it make a difference?"
"No, not at all. I was just curious. He walked over to her. "It's just hard for me to believe that you're so young. You certainly don't act sixteen."
Closing her eyes, grooving on the driving, savage beat, she smiled until her teeth flashed brilliantly, and her dent-like dimples curved round her pink painted lips. Sweat was beginning to collect in the creases of her face, making her makeup shiny.
"That's because I'm very sophisticated and worldly." She stopped dancing and opened her eyes. "Now are you going to kiss me or not? We're wasting time."
Ray pulled her against him and kissed her. Her mouth was ready and open for him, and he slipped his tongue between her lips. Sandi was hungry for him, and she accepted his tongue with an excited eagerness, molding her mouth around his. His tongue snaked deeply into her mouth, bringing with it a hot, squirming fire that prodded and lashed out at her tongue, licking itself all over her teeth.
Sandi had an excellent technique, and Ray pushed his throbbing cock against her pressing belly. She kissed with the same self-assured confidence he had observed in her all night long, and he sensed her obvious abilities had come to her through long hours of practice until it had been well perfected. His tongue explored the wetness of her mouth, moving hotly from side to side. She kissed him back passionately, lips pressing against lips, rotating the kiss slowly, grinding against him with just the proper amount of pressure and abandonment.
"Oh, baby," she moaned, her eyes closed, her cunt riding up and down against his hardon. "'You're good. I like the way you make me feel"
While she was talking, Ray ran his tongue around the inside of her lips, thrusting in and out, punctuating her words with wet hot stabs. He caught her lower lip between his teeth, and he began to nibble at her, grinding his mouth from side to side.
"And I like the way you make me feel," he said, his hands sliding down from her naked back, over the rough, scratchy material of her 'dress, until he was cupping the cheeks of her ass. He held her firmly against him, grinding his cock over the slope of her pussy.
She purred in his mouth. "How do I make you feel?"
"Hard," he said. His fingers squeezed in and out, and he began lifting her, rubbing her up and down over his cock. The head of his shaft caught between her gyrating thighs, and she pushed down hard until he could feel the heat of her passion baking into him through their many layers of clothing.
"Oh, that makes me wet."
"I've got something that's going to mike you even wetter."
He unwrapped her hand from behind is neck, and drew her hand down between their bodies. He pressed her palm into his crotch, wrapping her fingers around his throbbing cock. Then he put his hand back on her ass, pushing himself hard into her softness.
"Oh, wow. You're big," Sandi moaned. "Oh, God, I never felt' such a big cock."
Her fingers gripped his cock hard, pulling at him excitedly through his pants. She ran the sweaty palm of her hand up and down the length of his throbbing shaft, from the broad, grinding base to the swollen, sponge-like tip. Her fingernails dug down into his flesh, wrapping under the material of his pants so that she was holding his cock up, away from his body. She squeezed it again, and Ray moaned.
"Christ, that feels good." He licked his tongue up and down her neck, slobbering her excitedly. "Take it out, Sandi. Take my cock out!"
"Oh, yes…" she moaned, humping herself up and down, coming alive with passion. "I want to… I want to… I want to touch your cock!"
Her. hand was trembling with passion, and her fingers fumbled with his zipper. She found it finally, and with a soft wet moan, slid it down over the pulsing lump of his hardon. As if a spring had been released, his cock popped loose from the parted zipper, slithering against her dress, stark naked. She grasped at it with fingers that were on fire, excited by the thought that he'd worn nothing under his pants. But then, as her hand explored up and down the burning shaft, she felt a pair of shorts under her fingers. In an instant she realized that he'd pulled his cock out of the slitted opening of his shorts. He'd arranged it that way before he'd come with her to her parent's room. He was that sure of himself, and that even excited her more.
His cock was thick and long, and she stroked it with a slow, steady, almost expert up and down movement. She could feel him pulsing and throbbing against her palm, and the heat of his excitement was almost incredible as it burned against her fingers. She caught his cockhead between her fingers, and squeezed into the soft, spongy flesh, listening to him moan as it deflated. A moment later it was swollen again, with wetness oozing from the tip.
"Let's lay down," Sands gasped. "The bed… The bed! Lay down…"
They stumbled together toward the bed, falling heavily against it. Rays hands went up to her breasts, and he crushed deeply into them with his fingers. Sands perked his cock up and down, reaching her hands into his shorts, and pulling out his balls. She rolled them with her fingers, aroused by the strange, elusive sensations of soft and hard. The loose wrinkled flesh felt hot against her palms, and the brittle, thread-like hails tickled between her fingers. Ray's hands slid away from her breasts, and he struggled with the clasp on her dress.
"Yes," she moaned, squeezing his cock with all her strength. "Open it, please! Push it in… that's it!… that's it!"
The dress parted, and Ray slid his left hind down and caressed her breast. His hand tightened over the fleshy orb, sending shivers of warm electricity down into her body. Her nipple was stiff and hard, and she could feel the sweat on his palm sliding against her nakedness. His fingers tightened into the firm, supple mound, and the nipple grew harder and stiffer, swelling like a balloon, threatening. to come right off between his fingers.
"Oh, suck my titties!" Sands moaned, thrashing wildly from side to side, splaying her soft blond hair across the mattress. "Oh, suck my fifties, please!… Please! Suck them please! Make them feel good!"
Ray slid his open mouth wetly down the length of her neck, licking at her hot flesh with his darting tongue. He moved his mouth over the bone of her chest, then down to the base of her quivering breast. She was trembling with anticipation, but he moved slowly, teasing her with the wet, erotic play of his tongue. She could feel his hot breath as it snorted from his nostrils, spreading a thick,, heavy layer of moist, warm sir across the quaking, puckered flesh of her pink-tipped tit. His mouth moved suddenly to the nipple, and his tongue stabbed out against it.
"Yes!" Sandi cried, excited beyond control. Her hand moved jerkily away from his cock, and she cupped her cunt through the shimmering silver material of her dress, spreading her thighs all the way out. She ground her fingers into -the throbbing ball of her clitoris, but, dissatisfied with the dullness of the sensation, flipped back her skirt, and began to pull on her panties and pantyhose. When she had lowered them to the middle of her thighs, she cupped her long fingers around her naked cunt. She began to play with her pussy. "Oh, yes!… Suck my titties!… Lick them good! Lick them all over!… Christ, I love it!"
While Sandi was playing with herself, Ray was working deliberately on her breast. His tongue started at the base of the nipple, stroking wetly upward. He flattened his tongue against the stiff nub, and flicked upward violently, vibrating the nipple until it shuddered with excitement. He continued to roll his tongue over the,trembling bud until he was on the other side of the nipple, and then he reversed the slow, torturous procedure, flitting the nipple back the other way. The slowness, the deliberateness of his strokes was driving her out of her mind with excitement.
Sandi's free hand clutched desperately at Ray, feeling up and down until she found his cock again. She grasped it hard with her fingers, running her hand up and down. Her clitoris was like a pounding pulse under the caress of her other hand, and she pinched it between her thumb and index finger. Her cunt was so wet and sticky that she could feel the whole outline of her crotch. The lips were opening and closing fitfully, sliding back and forth like a hood over the ends of her fingers. Further down, under the curve of her body, the entrance hole of her cunt was open, oozing out a wet, flick discharge all down the wrinkled underside of her hairy slit. Almost savagely she attacked the seething pit with her fingers, sinking them up into her body.
"Oh, I'm gonna come!" she moaned, her fingernails scratching into the swollen column of Ray's cock, clawing at the tender wet lining of her cunt with. her other hand. "Don't stop, baby! Don't stop!… Lick my titties, darling!… Lick my – Oooohhh!"
Sandi began to come, her hand rammed tightly against the furry kips of her cunt, flitting her finger from side to side against the walls of her sticky, sugary canal. She could feel the passageway quivering with her orgasm, tiny pulsing ripples along the length of her finger. Her cunt made a wet sopping noise as the wetness gushed from her fluttering cunthole.
Feeling her coming, Ray tightened his lips like a drawstring around her trembling nipple. His lips were hot and wet, and the contact was so intensely pleasurable, Sandi began to sob with ecstasy. -He sucked her nipple up into a pool of wetness, drawing the bud to its full-length, pressing his teeth firmly around the tender nub of flesh. While he ground his jaw from side to side, sawing his teeth into her nipple, he began to lick the top of the quivering member with the flat part of his tongue.
"Oh, God – I'm coming!" Sandi moaned, twisting his cock back and forth in her merciless fingers as if she were trying to unscrew it. "I'm coming, baby! I'm coming!… Ooooohhhhh-uuh!"
At the height of her orgasm, Ray pulled his mouth away from' her breasts. He slid down between her wide, open thighs, pulling her panties and pantyhose the rest of the way down her legs. He flipped back her dress, and for a moment, watched Sandi burying and withdrawing her finger in and out of the wet blonde tangle of her runt. Then he began to eat her; plunging finger and all.
His mouth was opened, and he could taste the wetness of her creamy orgasm. Her cunt was slapping against his face, his, nose sliding up between the flapping lips until he was breathing in her raunchy, fishlike odor. His tongue slithered down between the sticky slit, and he thrust it up into her seething dampness. He could feel her finger inside of her, wriggling excitedly back and forth against the soft, spear-like point of his tongue. The canal began to open and close around him, as if she were trying to impale herself upon the wet, stabbing prong.
"Oh, baby – yeah!" Sandi groaned, hunching her cunt hard into his face, grinding her pussy lips against him. She, pulled her finger from her cunt, and placed it on top of Ray's head, joining it a moment later with her other hand. As his tongue went in and out, she wiggled her cunt, and rocked her cunt up and down, around and amend, leaving a smeared path of cuntal discharge all over his lips. "Eat me, Ray!… Eat me good, baby! Eat me goooooddd!"
He slid his hands around the gyrating cheeks of her ass, grabbing into the greasy flesh with his tightening fingers, pulling her even closer to his mouth. He squeezed into her, drawing her so close to his face that he was breathing in and out of her pussy. There was wetness all over his face, and her fine blonde cunt hairs were catching between his teeth. He could hear the slurping noise of his own tongue as it ate in and out of the dripping canal of her cunt.
Saudi groaned, sweat pouring down her semi-naked body. "Oh, baby. It's going to happen again!… I can feel it coning! I can feel it coming!… Oh, baby, make it happen again… Make it come, baby – make it come!"
Sensing her tense, Ray slipped his tongue from the dilating hole of her cunt, and, over the moaning protestations of her pleading voice, he began to lick at her clitoris. The moment he made contact with it, Saudi hunched down furiously, and her cries of criticism turned into wet, electric moans of pleasure.
Ray shoved his tongue straight up between her lips, starting at the back flap of the slit, then dragging his tongue forward, he pulled it wetly through the valley between the lips. He continued the forward movement until the tip of his tongue slithered into contact with her clitoris again. He continued over it, however, running his flicking tongue over the swollen bud with a swift, slapping lick that sent tremors of pleasure down Sandi's legs. He repeated the wet slide, moving his tongue back to the rear of her cunt, parting the hairy labia again, as he readied his tongue for another slippery journey between them.
"Here it comes, baby!" she cried, her arms straining to hold him hard against her blonde box. "Here it comes, here it comes -"
Ray pulled his face away.
"Nooooo!" she pleaded. "Don't – don't!"
He mounted her, brushing the swollen head of his cock against the edge of her cunt.
"Do it!" Sandi moaned. Her hand reached down between her thighs for him. "Do it, baby!… fuck me!"
Sandi arched her ass up. The tip of Ray's cock pushed thickly between the wet lips of her cunt. She juggled his cock back and forth with a few short tugs of her hand so that he was firmly implanted in the doorway of her cunt. just the tip of his cock was in her.
Then Sandi pushed down, hard.
"Ooohh!" she groaned as she felt the thickness of his shaft push up into the wet canal of her cunt. "My God, it's so big!"
Ray jackknifed his hips and drove himself into her soft, open wetness. Her cunt was like a tight, restraining fist around his cockshaft. His fingers dug into the mattress for leverage, and his knees strained against the sheets. Her cunt felt as if he were splitting her apart as his cudgel-like cock opened her wider than she had ever been before in her life. She could-feel the lips of her cunt pulling into thin stress lines around his great width, and the walls of her cunt screamed in exquisite agony at the stretched pleasure of his broadness.
"My God! You're so tight!" Sweat poured down, Ray's face. The tip of his cock felt as if he'd dipped it into liquid fire. "So fucking – tight!".
"Push harder!" Sandi begged, aching to be opened even further by Ray's huge humping wedge. "Push harder!"
Pulling back a fraction of an inch, Ray thrust forward suddenly, savagely, and Sandi met his drive with a downward hunch of her cunt. There was a moment of straining against each other, and then something gave way inside of her, and she began to moan in blinding pleasure when she felt the full-length of his cock push up into the wetness of her cunt. The lips of her pussy rippled down the swollen side of his shaft, and the damp passageway inside of her imprisoned his cock like a wet sleeve. His whole cock was inside of her a moment later, and she could feel the hair on his balls tickling against her ass.
"It's coming this time!" Sandi announced. She wiggled around from side to side, teasing her pussy with his massive hardness. "It's coming… it's coming!"
She locked her calves under Ray's, and ground her cunt against his cock. She pressed so hard that her hips and thighs ached with the strain. His cock was like a chugging locomotive inside of her: standing still and then coming into motion with a slow, steady, driving acceleration. Like a piston overcoming sluggish inertia: pull, push, pull, push, until he was pounding against the roof of her cunt.
Sandi's orgasm exploded.
"Take it, baby, take it!" she shuddered, tightening her coming cunt around Ray's plunging pole. She could feel his thick cock banging into her like a pile driver, and she could hear her cunt squishing around him. The shaft of his cock was completely wet, slippery, and he drove it through her tightness as if it were a precision tool, made to fit the liquid housing of her cunt. The fit was tight, incredibly tight, but there was movement and a grating wet friction that was driving her insane with wildly vivid, shatteringly exquisite waves of orgiastic pleasure. "It's coming, baby! It's coming!… Oh, God-its coming!"
Sandi's orgasm began in her toes and in the tips of her fingers. She could feel the pleasure coursing into her body like two electric currents, racing toward each other from opposite poles. The two crackling pleasures collided shatteringly in the hollow of her cunt, exploding like volatile gases. The eruption fragmented her cunt, sending waves and tremors out into the quivering extremities of her body, like rippling sexual tides. Her toes stiffened, and the hair at the back of her neck stood on end. Pleasure spilled out of her cunt like water cascading over the edge of a precipice. She could feel her body burning.
Then Ray began to come.
"Now!" he cried. "Now… now!"
Sperm spewed from the end of Ray's cock as if it were under pressure. Sandi could feel his cockhead opening up inside of her, and his come gushed out, splashing into the wet lining of her cunt, making a puddle inside of her. She could feel each drop and blob of his sperm, like a hot liquid fire, branding her cunt with the hardness and thickness of his cock. He came and came and came until the thick, milky wetness oozed from her fluttering blonde haired lips, and dribbled all over her tensed, grinding ass.