She wrapped the towel around her nudity and walked through the house with him, then stood at the door while he went to the car and got his suitcase. Then she showed him to his room. It was the same one he'd used the last time he visited, a big corner room that overlooked the back yard with the pool and tennis court. It was decorated in cool blues, with a few accents of orange and deep purple. It was a room that managed to look masculine without being austere.
Sally leaned against the door and watched him unpack the few things he'd brought. She asked him about San Francisco, his job, if he was going back. He answered vaguely because he wasn't sure yet what he was going to do. The job he'd walked out on hadn't been much, He could find another like it without trouble, or maybe he could find a better one here. If he decided to stay.
He'd almost forgotten the strain of the past three months, his agonizing lack of sexual ability. Since arriving in L.A. that problem seemed to be over. First Dawn last night, today Sally. He glanced at her, saw that she was still at the door and clad only In the towel. She smiled, and he looked away, blocking his" mind from the thoughts that wanted to surge in it.
He lifted out the small case of toilet articles and carried them to the bathroom. Every bedroom hi the house had a private bath, and this one was done in blue and purple to match the decor of the room. He put the case on the shelf and turned back into the bedroom.
She had moved to the bed, the towel tossed to the floor. She was lying «n the smooth sheets, having pulled back the bedspread and the blanket. She was smiling at him; and she had her knees raised and parted so he couldn't avoid seeing the tempting offering of her pussy.
"Jeez."
"Don't be mad," she said in almost a whisper, holding out her arms to him.
He shook his head and glanced at the door. She'd closed it, and the lock was turned. He felt the heaviness in his balls and the familiar ache began. Christ, he wanted her again, he couldn't deny it.
"Come here," she whispered.
He moved toward her in a daze, unable to stay away despite the fear and his own resolve. He sat on the edge of the bed. "This is crazy," he said. He barely recognized his own voice.
"Why?" She was running her fingertips along his arm, over his neck. He had goosebumps all over.
"You know it is, and you know why," he said.
"Tell me you don't want to fuck me again."
"Jeez!"
"Touch me, please." She lifted his hand and laid it on her young hard breast, closing her own hand over it to force him to cup the mound. It was warm and very smooth. Jeff began to massage it gently, watching the tiny tip of her nipple grow turgid and spring forth. He could see every tiny crevice in the corrugated skin.
"Suck it," she whispered, still smiling, drawing his head down to her breast.
His mouth opened, and his tongue tasted the clean, fresh nipple, and he was lost. It was impossible to hold back the tide of pleasure that filled him. Then he was sucking her tit, massaging the other one frantically and letting his other hand roam along the prairie of her beautiful flesh… Then his fingers brushed her pubic hair and she moaned softly.
"Yes, please, do it-"
His fingers curled into her triangle, seeking the heat of her snatch, finding it and delving into it.
"Mmm, yesss, play with me."
Jeff raised his head and looked at her. Sally's eyes were half closed, dreamy under heavy lids. Her hips were incredibly pink and inviting. He put his mouth to them, kissing her, softly at first, then with passion as she responded and her tongue nicked past his teeth and searched for his. She wrapped her arms around him, forcing her flesh: against the shirt that covered his flesh, burning him and fanning his flames.
He stabbed his tongue deep into her mouth, rolling it over hers.and poking at her cheeks and teeth, drinking her Saliva with his own. His hand was in her cunt now, probing in the hot, lush flesh, wetting itself with her cunt juice. Her ass was wiggling and bouncing on the bed. He searched for her clitoris with his thumb and when he found it, began to manipulate it without letting his fingers slip out of her vagina, finger fucking her all the while.
She twisted and pushed against his probing hand, and she whimpered and moaned with delight, her cries smothered by his tongue in her mouth. The motions of her body told him she was nearing a climax. It hadn't taken her long to come back, and she was ready and eager to come. Her hips jumped on the bed, squirming and twisting as the orgasm erupted. She felt the hot flash of fire, the tingling wildness as he played with her passion trigger. She was going crazy, and she was going to come. He was setting her on fire, like he'd done in the pool. Lord, how she loved fucking, being fucked. He was good, very good. She was glad he was here for a visit. Then her mind blanked to everything but the spasm of pagan joy that burst in her belly. Her whole body tightened as the orgasm became imminent. She felt the nipples of her boobs dig hard at his chest, trying to force through the cloth that shielded it. It was agony and delight…
She was coming. Hard, hot, long. Her whole body gave itself to the shattering orgasm until she was limp.
Jeff had to let go of her mouth. She was threshing like a wildcat, and he wanted to see her tits and cunt, wanted to watch her face as she blew her mind. Her eyes rolled back and she was out of touch with reality, riding the crest of her heat wave, abandoning everything but the shock of pleasure she was enjoying.
Her cunt was dripping now, his fingers slippery with her love juice and slime. He slammed his hand into the vaginal tunnel, spreading it, forcing his fingers deep inside her where his prick had been earlier. She was hot and wet and tight. She had the goddamnedest hot little twat he'd ever seen.
It was a long time before she slowed down and lay still. He played with her cunt gently, still enjoying the hot feel of her stuff, and now taking the time to look more closely at her young genitals. Her pubic mound was soft and thick,.covered with softly curled brown hair that barely screened it. He spread the thick lips, touched her labia gently with his fingertips. She sighed and let her legs flop apart. She opened her cunt wide, and he could see the smaller folds of flesh hidden inside. He licked his lips and bent to them, flicking at-them with his tongue, then nuzzling his face into the wetness and sucking at her. Her juice was sweet -and made his mouth water for more. She whimpered with delight.
"Ooo, yes, I like that."
His tongue forged between the folds, into her cunt, licking up all the nectar she'd poured out during her orgasm. He slurped it up greedily, lapping and loving her. Then he found her clitoris with his tongue and began to bring her to white heat again. She turned on fast, and that excited him. He'd never sucked such a beautiful young cunt before, and she was driving him crazy. His cock was a hard stabbing javelin against his slacks, trying to escape and feel her hot flesh. He should have stripped, but he couldn't stop now.
She was on fire, humping and bouncing her pretty little ass up and down so he had a hell of a tune hanging onto her. She was moaning and groaning, telling him she was ready to come again. Then she was coming, pouring out more hot cunt stuff and making him gulp damned fast to keep up with it. He was snorting and snuffling at her pussy as he lapped it up, spearing her with his tongue to bring her to the peak of her passion. Then she was crying, beating the bed with her clenched fists. He let her have all she wanted, and when she was finally through thrashing and twisting, he sucked up the last drops, then licked her labia clean, and licked over the hairy mound, tasting her sweat. He looked at her.
She lay silent for a couple of minutes, pulling herself together after the wild ride to heaven he'd given her. Lord, he was good! Her whole body tingled and she felt like she was shivering inside. Her legs were numb.
He stood up and pulled off his shirt and slacks, then kicked off his shoes and faced her as he yanked down his jockey shorts. His cock was a ramrod trapped under the cloth, and her eyes went wide as he freed it, shoving the shorts over his hips and bending to pull them off. When he bent over, she had her first good look at his balls. Big, and heavy, like two loaded sacks dangling behind his big cock. The cock was jutting out straight from his crotch, stiff and throbbing. He came close to the bed, looking down at her and running his tongue over his lips. He climbed onto the bed, sitting close to her and watching her. She knew what he wanted.
"Go ahead, suck it," he told her.
She raised herself so she could get at him, draping herself over his legs and nestling her face to the curve of his body. She touched the cock gently, running a finger around the ridge of swollen head, touching the thread of flesh that pulled the dome toward the base.
Jeff shivered and tremors raced through his body. He watched her lips form an O as she came down on him, taking the cock head into her mouth and licking at it with her wet, hot tongue. Her hand closed around the shaft of the dick, pulling the foreskin back as far as it would go, straining his organ to its fullest limits and then letting her face press down so he was sucking the whole thing. She seemed to like it. Her tongue was all over him, licking and touching erotic nerve endings, teasing and tasting the preseminal fluid that began to seep from his loaded tool.
"Mmm," she murmured and jammed her tongue into the tiny crevice at the peak of the head, darting all over the soft, silky skin in hot pursuit of his fluid. Jeff's balls ached as they filled and readied a new load of come for her. He liked the way it felt having her suck him, and he liked watching her do it. He couldn't forget the danger of the situation, and it seemed to add-to his excitement. He knew he wanted to fuck her when she got him all hot and out of his skull with need. He felt like his cock was gonna explode!
Sally felt the first brush of his prick at her lips and moaned softly, sinking down to let the lovely satin head push between her lips. Cockheads were the silkiest, loveliest morsels her mouth could want. She tasted his tiny drop of stuff and eagerly searched for more, jamming her tongue right into his little hole and trying to force more of the sweet stuff out. She wondered if he'd let her suck him off, if he'd come and let her swallow it all, or would lie want to roll her over and shove his dick up her cunt and fuck her again? Either way, it would be good. God she hoped he was going to stay a long time. There were lots of things they could do together.
She came down hard on him, taking his entire ramrod tool in her mouth, tightening her lips around it and sucking hard as she pulled up. She could hear his labored breathing now, and she knew he was going crazy. Maybe he'd let her suck him off-
She reached between his legs and found his balls and began to knead them softly, gently, urging his come. He sucked air into his lungs loudly, like he was struggling hard. She would have smiled if her mouth wasn't so full of him. He'd grabbed one of her tits now and was mashing at it furiously, kneading the tender flesh as though he'd gone crazy with Ms need for her.
He moved so suddenly she couldn't stop him, He flung himself back, pulling her head up and forcing her to let go of his cock. Then he shoved her, rolling her sideways and climbing over her and coming between her outspread legs. He was panting and heaving for breath, his lips pulled back in a grimace, baring his teeth.
"Open it."
She watched him, her legs spread, as he aimed his hard penis to its target. His flesh was hot, burning hers, shoving roughly past her cunt hair and dragging some of it along in the path of the driving tool. He had his hands on her, spreading her labia and fingering her clitoris as he slammed his prick into her cunt. Her heat was building to match his, and he was eager in her, humping hard. He leaned forward, holding his weight with his hands near his shoulders, his face over hers, his eyes glazed with lust.
He felt the hot tunnel close around him. There was no cool water to dilute his flaming desire this time. Her cunt was slippery and hot, slick with the excitement he'd helped her gain with his foreplay. Her pussy wrapped around him, loving him and eating him up. He was all the way in,.jamming his length into the depths of her cunt, feeling the thick walls of muscle hug him and bathe him in hot joy juice. His cock head stabbed repeatedly into the hot pulpy wall of the little hole, the kid cunt that he'd discovered was so damned fucking exciting.
"Uuummm, yeah, oh God, yeah… " Her eyes were bright and she was. moving with him now, riding his beat and matching his tempo. Her knees were tight at his hips, hoping her to him and keeping them hard together.
"Fuck me, fuck me!"
Her fingers clawed at his flesh but he didn't feel them. He was too far gone. His whole being was straining with the orgasm that pounded for release.
"Here it comes, kid, here it comes!" His hot sperm spurted, pouring into the hugging hole and burning his flesh as it smeared all over his cock. He drove into her like a madman, spilling his come and feeling it ooze out and dribble between her legs and mat his pubic hair and hers. He couldn't stop. It was too good, too complete. His breath was a hot stabbing pain in his chest, his vision was blurred. He no longer saw her features, only the pale golden blur of her face and the bouncing tits beneath him.
When he finally slowed, totally drained, he fell atop her and panted for breath. She clamped her legs and arms around him and held him tight.
He struggled back to consciousness, wondering how long he had been lying with her like this. She was still hot against his skin, and her pussy was soaked and dribbling but she didn't gush him away. With great effort, he finally moved and let his cock slip out of her. It slapped limply against his balls, one tired organ. He fell back on the bed and sighed.
She cuddled into his arm, putting her lips to his cheek and kissing him lightly. He turned to look at her.
She smiled. "Was it good?"
"You crazy? You know it was!"
She wrinkled her face in grimace. "Me too. God, I came like crazy, right down to my toes."
"You're a wild little number."
She laughed. "You didn't mind a couple of minutes ago."
"This is absolutely crazy, you know that, don't you?" Some of his reason was returning.
She made another face. "Why? You said you liked it. So why is it crazy?" She threw one leg over his body, letting her warm thigh caress his crotch and rub in the sticky hair.
"Come on now, you know what I'm talking about. You're smart enough to understand."
She put a finger to his lips and shushed him, lifting her head and listening.
A sound? He sat up, panic filling him. It was a car door slamming.
"Holy Christ!"
She was already off the bed, running for the door and snatching up the beach towel she'd dropped. "Start the shower running," she told him. No one will wonder why you don't come out then!"
"What about you!?" He could seethe thick sludge of his come and her cunt juice running between her thighs. She dabbed at it with the towel.
"Don't worry, I'll be all right. I'll tell them you wanted to clean up after your trip."
She was gone then, pulling the door shut behind her and running swiftly down the hall toward her own room.
Jeff forced himself to move, running into the blue and purple bathroom and reaching to turn on the water taps in the tiled shower. He remembered the door, and he ran back to lock it. He listened for a second but there was no sound in the hall on the other side. Had she gotten to her room before whoever it was came in downstairs? Would anyone -be able to look up the stairs and.see her? He was sweating and he felt cold suddenly. Suppose someone had already entered the house and was on hand to see the naked, disheveled girl run from his bedroom? God!
Under the shower, he closed his eyes and stood for a long time letting the needle spray wash over him. He'd played a dangerous game, and it had to come to an abrupt halt. He was trapped now, if that was Edythe who'd just come home. There'd be no way of running out and he knew she wouldn't accept any hastily concocted story about his leaving so soon after he arrived. He'd have to stay, a couple of days at least; but one thing sure, he had to stay away from that crazy kid! He'd wind up with more problems than he could handle if he didn't.
He grabbed the soap and began to lather his body.