She hardly heard him. The roaring in her ears might have been the ocean surf, but it was tile drumming of her own pulse. She couldn’t keep her excitement from rising even farther. Everything he did to her made her respond, made her want his cock even more. The woman fluttered her cunt lips against his cock. It was a trick she’d learned a long time ago and it never failed to get the man hot and ready.
"That feels damned good on my pecker," he said. "But the heat from that blast furnace cunt of yours is going to do me in.
"Fuck me," she groaned. "I want to feel that battering ram of cock inside my cunt, fucking me, fucking, fucking, fucking meeeeee!"
He lifted his body upward. This caused his prick to slip from the hot channel of her pussy lips. For a moment, his cock bobbled in between their bodies gleaming in the sun. Her cunt juice had soaked into his prick and the reflected light made it appear to be cast out of the purest silver.
She screamed and came as his prick raced all the way up into her cunt.
For a moment, the man could hardly control his own rampaging desires. Her cunt walls collapsed onto his prick. He gasped and rode with her as the storm winds of her orgasm blasted through her tender body. Then, as her desires abated a little, he pulled back from the tight berth of her steamy pussy.
"Don’t leave me empty inside, Eddie," she begged. "I can’t stand it when you pull out and leave me hollow."
"You want more of this!" He punctuated the last word with a firm thrust of his hips. He drove his long, hard prick between her cunt lips again.
The pinkly scalloped inner cunt lips folded into her pussy under the power of his stroke. She gasped and weakly collapsed back to the ground, her ass churning and bucking from desire.
"Yes," she hissed. "That’s exactly what I want. And I’m a greedy bitch. I want all of your cock fucking the shit out of me. Fuck me hard! Fuck me as hard as you caaaaan!"
His hips levered back and forth with piston-like precision. He didn’t miss a single trick as his cock shot all the way up into her devouring cunt. He corkscrewed his way in to ensure that every square inch of her pussy walls would feel the exciting passage of his prick. He fucked with power, then he fucked slowly, easily, every move designed to string her out sexually and make her beg for more.
She begged. She sobbed. She could hardly stand it as the man’s prick left her pussy. The woman’s hips lifted off the ground and she slammed her crotch down Mound the spike of his prick. There was nothing she wanted in the world more than to be fucked-hard-by this lovely trick.
"You love it, don’t you? You can’t get enough of my prick. Okay, doll, I’m gonna really give it to you good!”
His hands slipped under her asscheeks. He lifted her hips off the ground. This opened her pussy up wide to his fucking strokes. He watched as his cock vanished between the pink pussy lips to be swallowed up by her sexually voracious cunt.
She locked her legs around the man’s waist. This enabled her to pull him even deeper into her cunt with his every stroke. They grunted and struggled together passionately for several minutes, then she felt the wondrous tide of her own rising passions.
"I… aaaaaiaeeeeeeee!" she screamed, her entire body shaking in reaction to her come. She thrashed around, her feet kicking wildly in the air. She felt his cock drilling deep in her pussy, the friction of his cockhead against her cunt walls turning her into a sex demon.
She couldn’t get enough. She had to have more of his wonderful cock, the fantastic fucking. The way he filled her to overflowing with his meaty, virile cock made her sob.
His hands gripped the twin globes of her asscheeks and began to knead them. She didn’t know then what turned her on the most. The sight of his sweaty, straining face made her aware of how aroused he really was. And the feel of his wrist-thick cock in her tight little cunt, fucking avidly, told her how much he loved her.
But the combination of the other things almost drove her insane with lust. The feel of his index finger seeking out her anus made her shiver with a new climax. Her fingers on her nipples, teasing and rolling the hard little marbles around, sent lightning bolts of desire into her chest. Her breathing was tortured and harsh. It felt as if she had sandpaper in her throat and napalm in her lungs.
“Fuck faster, damn you," she ordered. "I’m on fire inside. Stoke it good. Make my pussy burn with your fucking!"
She closed her eyes and abandoned herself to the fucking. The feel of his cock reaming her out made her come again. The friction inside her cunt threatened to burn away all her love juices, but she didn’t care if he fucked her raw. She always walked a little bowlegged after one of these afternoon fuck sessions with her man. He was a stud.
The fingers pressing into her nipples. The feel of his hands pulling her buttocks. A finger driving all the way up her asshole. The thick cock filling her cunt to the breaking point. All that made her come, her screams echoing down, the deserted canyon.
"Unngggghhhh!”
"You really got off, huh?" he said, the sweat running into his eyes. "You ain’t seen nothing yet."
And she had to admit he was right. The tempo of the fucking picked up. He fucked her pussy even faster. She’d thought she had been on fire before. Now she knew that this was only the forerunner of something even better, something even more thrilling.
His hips exploded in a wild frenzy of motion; He rammed deep into her, then ground his bush into hers. She felt his bristly -pubic hair stroke across the tip of her aroused clit. The man might as well have driven a burning spike into her body. The tiny organ was so sensitive that she came again from even this minor stimulation.
And then he was out, of her cunt. The retreat from the hot berth of her pussy made them both gasp. But she couldn’t recover. He was fucking into her again. Their bodies wetly smashed together. She felt his balls slapping against her ass.
His finger up her asshole. Her own fingers over her boobs. The throbbing, virile, cock fucking her twat. She came again. And again and still another time. She felt like a machine gun going off. She thrashed and writhed around while his prick was firmly stuffed into her cunt.
She wanted this to go on forever. Her sex-dazed mind realized it wasn’t possible. She felt the man’s prick growing in her tight cunt. He was at the breaking point himself. She tensed her pussy walls and clamped down as hard on the man’s cock as she could.
The sudden flood of his hot jism spattering into her sensitive pussy set her off again. Locked together at the crotch, the pair passionately wrestled and rolled over and over in the soft moss. Then, all too soon, his balls drained of jism.
She looked up into his eyes, her own glowing brightly with the brilliance of a well-fucked woman. "That was great, Eddie. But then, with you, it always is."
"Right on, Carolyn, right on. And," he hesitated, suddenly seemingly bashful, "there’s something I want to ask you."
"So ask, already."
"Marry me. I want to get married."
She thought about it for a few seconds, remembering the feel of his hard-driving prick, the way he fucked her, the way he made her feel like a woman every time they screwed, then she nodded. "Sure, Eddie. Whatever you say.
They spent the rest of the afternoon beside the road, in the deserted canyon; fucking their brains out.
CHAPTER TWO
"I don’t even like you!" flared Melinda.
"Now, Melinda darling, that’s no way to talk to your new, daddy. Eddie is a very nice man. And you’ll have a new sister to talk with, to share all your teenaged secrets with. Won’t that be nice?" Carolyn was almost at the end of her rope with her eighteen-year-old daughter.
The blonde, blue-eyed girl wasn’t taking easily to the idea of having a new father. Ever since Frank had died two years before, she hadn’t been able to have anything to do with any man. Carolyn wondered if her daughter had more than a simple attachment to her natural father, if that was why she took the man’s death so hard.