Margie Walker had her blouse open even before Mike stopped the car. She reached out and pressed her hand against his cock and sighed lustily, "Come on, Mike. Love me up a little," she breathed sexily.
Mike Wells tried to keep his stiffening cock under control as Margie thrust her titties out toward his face. Her little fingers were dancing over his cockshaft, almost making him forget why he was mad.
"You should have gone home with Rick Elms," he muttered. "I bet you'd like to get your tits in Rick's mouth. The way you to were dancing, I'm surprised you didn't sneak off and fuck him in a dark corner."
Margie sighed. She wasn't too worried about Mike's jealousy, but she wished he wouldn't pout like a kid every time she talked to someone else. She knew it was easy enough to pacify him if she got him horny enough, but it really put a crimp in her style to have him looking over her shoulder at all the school parties. Still, she didn't want to cut him loose yet. The State Basketball Tournament was coming and Mike was the big scorer on the team. There was a certain amount of prestige in being Mike's girl.
"Come on, Mike," she whispered. "I was just kidding around. You know I'm your girl. I let you fuck me all the time, don't I?"
Mike shivered even though it wasn't cold. He knew that he was going to give in. Margie's pussy was so sweet and hot that he couldn't hold out for long. Already his cock was jerking inside his pants, eager to slip into her tight, hot pussyhole.
Margie's fingers slipped down his zipper with a practiced motion. Then her hand slipped inside and pulled out his stiff cock. She giggled when Mike groaned with passion.
"Let's just forget about being mad, huh?" she suggested. "Besides, I've got a surprise for you tonight. I just know you're gonna love it."
Mike felt his anger evaporate. He was sure the surprise had something to do with sex. Margie's surprises always did. "What is it?" he asked in a slightly mollified tone.
"Just take your pants off and you'll find out," she giggled. "I've been thinking about it all night."
Margie's hand pressed against his cock and jerked it up and down quickly. Mike started to pant as he slipped off his pants. He tried to figure out what the surprise was. It certainly wasn't fucking. They'd already done that lots of times and it was fantastic. It wasn't anything new, though.
"Is it something new?" he asked, dropping his pants on the floor of the car.
"It's something we've never done before," Margie said. "I just heard about it and it's supposed to be rat."
Mike felt a sudden stab of jealousy. He wondered where she'd heard it. Margie loved to talk about sex. He hoped she'd been talking to one of her girlfriends and not Rick Elms.
"Just lean back and shut your eyes," Margie purred. "Don't open them until I tell you to."
Mike leaned back. He felt kind of silly but he didn't want to fight with Margie anymore. She might get mad at him and not let him fuck her. He knew how miserable that was. He'd gone home with a rock-ache a couple of times and it hurt like hell.
"What are you going to do?" he asked. His legs started trembling as he felt her hands mow over his crotch. "Why can't I open my eyes?"
"Just shut up, Mike," Margie hissed. "If you ask too many questions I won't do it at all. Just shut up and let me do it."
Mike closed his mouth. He gasped as he felt something warm on his balls. It felt like she was breathing on him or something. It felt really weird and good too. It made his balls jump and his cock swelled up even harder and longer.
"Mmmmmm," Margie groaned. "In just a second now, I'm going to give you your surprise."
Suddenly Mike felt something incredibly hot on his shivering balls. It was hot and wet. At first he couldn't figure out what it was but then he knew. He gasped in excitement as Margie's hot tongue licked over his jerking nuts.
"Jesus," he groaned. "Oh, Jesus that feels good."
Margie giggled. "Just wait," she promised. "It gets better and better. Just keep your eyes closed and wait."
Margie's tongue smoothed over his balls. It slipped underneath them and licked up and down, making Mike groan again. Then it swirled over his swelling balls again and started to move higher.
"Ooooooh," Mike moaned. "Jesus Christ. Don't stop, Margie… that feels really super. That's the best thing I ever felt."
Margie made a low pleased sound in her throat. She knew it would feel good. She had just learned how to do it tonight, but she sure didn't want Mike to know exactly where she'd learned it. Rick Elms had taught her right after the game while Mike was taking his shower with the rest of the team. Rick had promised to teach her all sorts of exciting things. She shivered a little. She was going to go out with Rick Elms even though she was Mike's girl. She'd have to sneak around to do it but it was worth it. Rick had promised to lick her pussy next time. And from what she'd heard from the girls at school, Rick Elms was a first-class pussy licker.
Margie licked up a little farther on Mike's cock. She flicked her tongue all the way around the base of his jerking cockshaft and moved upward with slow, even laps. She sort of liked this. It was different from anything she'd ever felt before and it made her pussy quiver and cream, knowing she was getting Mike awfully excited. His cock was jumping and jerking so hard that she could hardly hold onto it.
"Mmmmmm," she giggled. This was really fun. She could hardly wait until she reached the top. That was the best part. She could hardly wait to find out if Mike's cream tasted the same as Rick's. Rick's hot cockjuice had been so good she shivered just thinking about it. And when he had shot off down her throat it had made her whole body hot with desire.
Margie licked around the ridge right below the swelling head of Mike's big cock. Then she opened her mouth wide and fucked her lips right down over the head, sucking in at the same time.
"Aaaaaagh!" Mike yelped. "Jesus Christ! Oh, Margie… that's just fantastic. Oh, Jesus! I can't help it, honey. If you do that much more my cock's gonna blow in your mouth."
Margie slipped her head off his cock. It made a popping noise as it slipped out from between her lips.
"Can you get it hard again if I let you do it?" she asked. "I'll let you shoot in my mouth if you can get it hard again and fuck me."
"Sure," Mike answered quickly. "Sure I can. Let me do it, honey. Pleeease?"
Margie giggled sexily. It made her feel good when Mike begged like that. She was glad she'd learned how to cock-suck. She knew she could get Mike to do anything she wanted him to, if she promised to let him shoot off in her throat.
"Alright," she giggled. "I'll let you do it this once. That's only because it's new. You can shoot in my mouth but you'd better get hard again afterwards. If you don't, I'm never going to do it again."
Mike shuddered. "I promise," he moaned. "Come on, Margie… don't be mean. Do it again… pleeeease."
Margie opened her mouth again. She licked her lips and then she lowered her head slowly. She fucked her mouth right down over his cock and except right on sucking in until the whole thing was buried in her throat.
"Oooooh," Mike groaned. "Oh, Jesus! That's just super… oooooohh!"
Margie felt his cock jerk again. It swelled up until it was half-way down her throat. She swallowed and sucked, running her tongue all over his stiff, jerking prick. She could tell that he was close to coming. Rick's cock had jerked that way too, just before he'd shot that blast of hot cockjuice down her throat.
"Oooooh," Mike yelped. "I can't hold it any longer, honey. Here it comes! I'm gonna shoot! Oh, Jesus… my cock's gonna shoot right down your hot throat!"
Margie shuddered. Her pussy was so hot she could hardly stand it. There was something about sucking cocks that made her terribly horny. She didn't know why it should happen that way but it did. After she had sucked Rick's cock she was so horny she had almost died until he got his cock hard again and fucked her. She didn't get nearly that hot with just regular fucking. Her hot little pussy just went out of control when she tasted thick rich cockcream spurting down her throat.
Mike's legs were shaking so badly he felt the whole car jiggling. Margie's tongue was like a fire, licking over his cock. Her throat was like an incredibly hot pussy, sucking the cum right up out of his balls.
"Oooh," he yelled. "Here it comes! My cock's gonna blow! Oh, Jesus… it's gonna blow!"
Margie reached down and grabbed his balls. She squeezed a little and then she felt them swell up and start to pump. His cock jerked wildly and then a big gush of cockcream came blasting out of the hole in his cock.
"AAAAAGH!" Mike hollered. "Oh, Jesus! It's coming… my cock's coming in your mouth! Hot! Oh, Jesus, it's hot… Ooooh!"
Margie opened her throat and swallowed. A big fiery blast of cock juice rolled right down her slippery throat. It tasted so good she almost came right then. She swallowed and sucked frantically, trying to get every delicious-tasting drop of his steamy cockjuice. She wanted it… every bit of it. It was wonderful.
Mike's cock hosed and hosed. It jerked frantically and his balls pumped on and on. He thought his cock was never going to stop coming, pumping hot cream down Margie's slippery, burning throat.
Margie sucked and swallowed until there wasn't a drop of cum left in his shaking balls. Then she sat up and grinned at him. "How about that for a neat surprise?" she giggled.
"Oooooh," Mike moaned. He was panting too hard to talk. "Yeah," he groaned. "Oh, yeah."
Margie wiggled on the seat. She wondered how long it would take Mike to get his cock hard again. She couldn't wait for long. Her pussy was so hot it was practically burning up.
"Get it hard again, Mike," she begged. "Hurry and make it hard again. My pussy needs some cock. Hurry, Mike!"
Mike sat up. He didn't really feel like getting hard right away, but he had promised. He could tell Margie was awfully horny. She was squirming and moaning and she looked like she was dying for cock.
Mike jerked his limp cock up and down a couple of times. Nothing happened. It was just too soon. "Hold on a minute," he panted. "I've got to rest for a little while. My cock can't get hard again right away. You sucked all the cum outa my balls."
Margie leaned over and watched Mike pump his cock up and down in his fist. It sure didn't look like much right now. It was little and shriveled up and it didn't seem to be getting any harder.
"What's the matter?" she moaned. "Why isn't it getting hard, Mike?"
Mike's face got led. He pumped his cock furiously up and down but it still didn't get any harder. He gave a low groan of frustration. He didn't know if he could get it hard after all. His whale body was tired. He had played in the whale game and then gone to the dance. It looked like his cock was just as tired as the rest of him.
"I'm sorry, Margie," he mumbled. "I guess it just isn't going to work. You wore me out sucking it off like that. My cock's just too tired to get hard again."
Margie's eyes snapped. "You promised!" she wailed. "What am I supposed to do now? Sucking your cock made me all hot and now you can't take care of me."
"Hey, I said I was sorry, didn't I?" Mike answered. "God, Margie… I'm not superman, for pet's sakes. I've been running my ass off all night. I'm just too tired."
"Shit!" Margie snapped. "You're no fun at all. Most guys I know can get it hard again. You're just being mean, Mike. You're just trying to get even with me for dancing with Rick."
Mike stuffed his cock back in his pants angrily. "Maybe it'll do you some good going without cock for one night," he muttered. "You've probably had some already anyway. You and Rick didn't look so innocent to me."
"Stop talking about Rick," Margie snarled. "He's twice the man you are. At least he can get his cock hard more than once a night!"
Mike glared at her. "You did fuck him, didn't you?" he accused. "You fucked Rick before the dance. I can tell you did. Tell the truth Margie. You fucked him, didn't you?"
"So what if I did!" Margie retorted. "He knows how to do lots of neat things that you'd never even think of; Rick's a man and that's more than I can say for you!"
Mike backed the car up so fast the tires squealed. Then he drove Margie home without saying another word. He didn't even look at her when she got out of the car and slammed the door behind her.
By the time Mike got the car home he wasn't shaking quite so hard. He hadn't really intended on having a fight with Margie but now that it had happened he wasn't really sorry. He was leaving in the morning for the tournament. He was sure Margie would cool off during the week he'd be gone. Then, when he came back, she'd be begging to go out with him again. He'd play his best and manage to be the top player at the tournament. Margie would have to get down on her knees before he'd take his cock out of his pants for her again.