"Thank God he didn't want to come for a walk with me. I don't know how I'd have gotten rid of him then," said Doris as she unbuckled the leather tooled belt threaded through Hank's Levi's. She could feel the end of his cock under her hand as she worked. God, it reached all the way up to his belt buckle, and it wasn't even hard yet. Her fingers shook ever so slightly as she fumbled with his fly.
"You'd have thought of something," replied Hank, enjoying the sensation of her slim fingers tugging at his zipper. He could feel his pecker swelling up. It felt cramped in his pants. Suddenly, he wanted Doris to hurry and set his cock free. He took her hand and helped her tug down his zipper. Even with just the beginning of a hard-on his prick was enormous. Doris almost creamed in her pants just thinking about it.
"You big horse," Doris panted, gasping his pecker in both hands. "I want you to bury that big beautiful tool in my cunny, but first I want to eat it up for a while. You've got a cock a girl can really make a meal out of, Hank."
Doris sank to her knees on the floor in front of Hank, feeling like a pilgrim bowing down to Mecca. She started sucking on the tip of his prick, massaging it with her lips and running her tongue around and around his rim. She laughed delightedly as his already huge rod grew even bigger under the expert attack of her lips and fingers. She loved the taste and feel of him – salty-sweet and silky-smooth with a pleasantly pungent aroma that reminded her of well-oiled leather mixed with a spicy aftershave.
She took his swollen cockhead in her mouth, drawing in her lips to make a soft sheath for his pulsing rod. She took as much cock into her mouth as she could manage without gagging, but there was still several inches of throbbing pecker exposed. She made up for it by running her hands over the rest of his cock, darting dawn every so often to tickle his big balls or run her fingers through the forest of soft curly hair that sprouted at the base of his imposing pecker.
Hank's eyes narrowed as Doris worked him over. His body jerked convulsively as she kept stimulating his sensitive cockhead. He twined his fingers through her short curly hair and pushed her head oven further down over his tool.
For a moment Doris thought she would choke, and then suddenly the muscles in her throat relaxed and she felt his dick sliding all the way in, right to his balls, just like in Deep Throat. He gasped at the pleasure of it; no broad had ever been able to take the whole thing in her mouth before.
"Oh, God, baby, you're unbelievable. You're the sweetest fuck I've ever had. Suck it right down to the base, baby. Aaaah, that's it, that's it. God, it feels so good," Hank exclaimed as Doris opened her mouth even further to accommodate first one hairy ball and then the other. Hank thought he would pass out from the pleasure of it all. He'd been licked and sucked plenty of time, but it sure wasn't the same as being deep-throated. The pressure of her soft lips against the base of his rod and the feel of her throat muscles against the pulsating shaft of his huge cock sent his blood pounding wildly through his veins. He felt like she was sucking his whole body into her mouth. All his feelings were centered in the gigantic prick Doris was eating up like it was a nine-course dinner.
"I'm gonna come if you don't stop," Hank warned Doris, trying to ease his cock out of her throat.
But she rammed it back and started sucking and licking even harder, her curly head bobbing frantically over his prick as she moved back and forth, up and down his enormous shaft. He could feel the pressure building and building, his cum rising inside him like an oncoming tidal wave till at last he could hold back no longer.
His cockhead erupted with a burst that sent spurt after spurt of thick hot cum shooting down Doris' throat, till Doris felt like she was drowning in it. The more she swallowed the more he let loose, and Doris loved every sticky drop of it. Nothing tasted quite as good as nice warm cum.
"Oh, God, Doris, you're unbelievable! I love it! Nobody's ever swallowed it all before, never. You're the best fucking cocksucker I've ever seen!" Hank's words came out in short clusters interspersed with groans and gasps as his quivering, jerking cock kept unloading his juice into Doris' apparently bottomless throat.
When the spasms in his prick finally stopped he gently worked his tool back out of Doris' throat.
"That was fantastic, Hank, just fantastic. I didn't know if I could take it all in like that, but I did, every big beautiful inch of it! What a fantastic cock! I thought you were going to come forever," panted Doris as she licked the last drops of come from his still rigid rod.
"So did I," sighed Hank happily. "So did I."
Doris looked down at herself and laughed. "Look at me, will you! I've been giving you head for damn near twenty minutes, and I still have all my clothes on. And my pussy's so wet, my shorts must be soaked by now. And just look at my nipples. They're practically poking through my shirt, they're so hard. I'll tell you, any guy that can get me so hot I forget to take my clothes off is some kind of stud!" Doris laughed again, giving Hank's prick a playful poke.
"Well, well just have to do something about that, now won't we," replied Hank as he ran his big hands up under the thin fabric of her cotton shirt. Her high, firm breasts felt smooth in his hands. She was right; the deep rosy nipples were as hard as cherries. He covered one boob with each hand and began massaging them slowly, with her nipples poking out from between his broad fingers so that he could alternately squeeze and release them.
His probing hands made huge mounds under her shift. She looked down and laughed. "Hey, Hank, look. It's the first time in my life I look stacked!"
They both laughed at that, and Hank freed his hands long enough to pull her shin up over her head so he could get at her delicious little tits with his exploring mouth.
"Your mouth feels good, Hank honey. Like you could swallow them whole," gasped Doris, tying to push her tits even further into his warm wet mouth.
He pushed her down on the floor and knelt between her writhing legs. He kept licking and playfully chewing her tits as his groping fingers found the zipper in her shorts and tugged it down.
She wasn't wearing any underwear at all, and the curling hairs of her pussy were already peeking out of her unzipped shorts. The sight of the zipper pull resting so close to her match excited Hank. He pushed her shorts down even further, until Doris could impatiently kick them aside.
"You pussy's so wet it looks like we fucked already," said Hank, getting even more excited as her legs fell open to reveal her glistening slit. He spread her moist lips with his fingers so he could see the soft curve of her inner lips, and the hard knob of her clit. He could feel his pecker starting to get hard again as he thought about sinking it into her sweet cunt.
"Well, it doesn't feel like we fucked already. It's so horny and hungry for your big cock I could die. Is it hard again yet?" she asked impatiently, twisting her hips from side to side so that his fingers brushed back and forth aver her stiff little love knob.
"Soon, baby, soon, but what's the hurry? I like to take my time, especially when I'm fucking a cunt as sweet as your's," Hank replied, bending to fasten his lips over the pouting knob of her cunt.
Doris threw back her head with a little scream of pleasure and thrust her pussy up into his face, spreading her legs even further so that her clit felt like it was standing straight up in the air. Her match was so wide open she felt like she could fuck a Goddamn tree trunk.
Hank kept working over her clit with his warm lips and exploring tongue while Doris twisted her head from side to side, her fingers firmly twined through Hank's thick hair, her hips and ass writhing frantically while spasm after spasm of pleasure shot through her body.
Her hole winked up at Hank invitingly, and he stopped tonguing her and started to work his tongue down into her slippery snatch. She screamed again and humped up even more furiously as he drove his tongue up her hot cunt hole, her pussy juice feeling deliciously soft and creamy on his tongue.
It wasn't long before his dick had swollen back to the throbbing enormity that had so impressed Doris the first time she'd seen it. He was kneeling between her legs, and if she stretched her hand down she could reach his swollen cockhead with her outstretched fingers. She started pulling on it, running her finger around and over its tiny opening, then down over the raised ridge that ringed the rounded head.
Hank groaned with pleasure; he knew he wouldn't be able to wait much longer to ram his gigantic tool as far as it would go down her waiting snatch. He frenched her cunt a few more times, then sat back and once more spread her lips with his hands till they were stretched wide and far as they would go.
He tickled her wide open cunt with the bulging tip of his prick and she humped her snatch up at him, impatient for him to fill it up with his big stiff cock.
"Come on, Hank, ram it in, stick it up my cunt now before I go crazy," pleaded Doris.
"Okay baby, here it comes. Hang on," yelled Hank as he drove his pecker into her furry bush and down and down into her cunt hole. He loved the way it took him all in without being loose or stretched out, the way some broads got after a couple of kids. Dons snatch was as tight as a drum; it felt like a silk-lined glove grabbing at his pecker as he plunged it in and out. Once he looked down and almost laughed. He was so big Doris looked like her whole crotch was crammed full of pecker.
"Oh, Hank, it's even bigger than I remember. I think you must have the biggest fuckin' cock in the whole fuckin' world! Ride me, Hank, ride me hard," yelled Doris, digging her fingers into his back as she pounded her pussy up against him with a frantic rhythm that matched his own.
They moved together like a perfectly tuned, well-oiled machine, Hank's cock thrusting in and out of Doris' warm wet cunt as her hips pounded out a staccato beat of their own on the wide-planked floor.
"Just a little, more, Hank, a little more, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'M COMING," shrieked Doris ecstatically, digging her fingers even deeper into Hank's hard sinewy back.
"Me, too, baby; me too. My cock is going to explode and fill your sweet little pussy up with my cum any second now, any second now, now, now, NOW!" Hank cried out, as his thrusting prick erupted like an angry volcano and sent a sticky, hot stream of cum coursing into Doris' cunt.
Doris writhed ecstatically. It felt like he'd pound half a gallon of sticky, hot honey down her love tunnel. She was sure she'd never be big enough to hold it all, but somehow she took it all in, every precious drop, till finally Hank's prick stopped jerking and trembling inside her cunt.
They were both so totally spent that it was several minutes before either of them made a move to get up off the rough, uncarpeted floor of Hank's cabin. Finally Hank rolled off Doris with a little groan and lay by her side, propped up on one elbow.
Doris' short cap of curls lay in a damp tangle around her flushed face, and her smooth skin glistened with a thin film of perspiration, so that her lithe body looked almost as if it had been lightly oiled and polished to rosy-pink perfection. The matted hair of her pussy gleamed wetly up at him, and he bent down and nuzzled her soft snatch with his gentle mouth. Doris patted his head and pulled herself up till she was resting with both elbows behind her. Hank gave her satisfied snatch a final pat and staggered to his feet. Doris watched him walk across the room and fling his lean body down on the big bed.
"Whew," he called to her. "Remind me next time to wait at least till we get to bed before I start fucking you. That damn floor sure is one hard son-of-a-bitch!"
"Look who's talking!" giggled Doris, getting up and walking over toward the bed. She rubbed the part of her back where her spine melted into her round ass and groaned. "The only thing harder than the fuckin' floor is that big beautiful prick of yours." Doris flung herself down on the bed next to Hank, and rested her head on his outstretched shoulder. She closed her drooping eyes. Just for a minute, she told herself. Have to get back before Steve gets suspicious…