The joyful feel of her hot, wet cunt became too much for him; its snugness milked away the last of his control and he began to spurt into her cunt as he rammed home for the last time.
"Oh, that hot cum!" she shrieked, and her body began to shake under him as she climaxed powerfully. He flooded her while she gurgled and groaned and bucked. Her cunt squeezed his rod every few seconds after he had finished. It milked him dry, yet he hated to pull out of her delicious steamy nest as long as the claspings continued.
Sandy had let her arms relax, and her weight was supported on her head and knees in tripod fashion. When Ross finally withdrew, she fell on her side and lay there, oozing onto the sheet and gasping between quiet moans.
He left her alone for a while and came back with their drinks. She propped herself on an elbow and took several swallows, then looked at Ross with pleasure-swollen eyes.
"And there are women who actually accept money for doing this!" Her tone of disbelief or amazement amused Ross. "Why, it's the greatest thing there is! Once a girl gets her pussy used to being stretched, it's nothing but joy!"
"You can't blame the professionals in one field for earning their bread, unless you blame them all," Ross told her. "There are whores who like their work, and those who don't – just as there are people in any field who work only for money, and those who choose a profession they like. Might as well enjoy what you do for money, if you can swing it!"
"It would be a tempting career for me," Sandy confessed. "I know there's such a thing as enjoying your work, but this would be a loving delight!"
"The occupation has its disadvantages, Sandy. I'd advise you to do some pretty thorough research before seriously considering it as a career. Some other time, I'll give you one of Professor Ordwell's illustrated lectures. You'll find that, among other minus factors, the variety of demands your clients make on you can be quite upsetting at times. Not everyone gets his kicks the same way, you know."
"I don't care," Sandy said recklessly. "Fun is fun. And I think sex is the most!" She set down her drink and pulled herself over to where he lay. Her hand seized his cock. "I really enjoy everything about it. Let me drink your cum, Ross; I'm hungry for it!"
She took his cock in her lips and began to suck and stroke it. He grunted at the contact, feeling the strain of his tremendous ejaculation, but her mouth was so gently sweet and warm that her actions began to soothe him.
In a few seconds, she had him hard and panting with the rising thrills. Then she stopped for a moment, raised her head, and gave him an elfin grin.
"Make like I'm a whore," she begged him. "Talk dirty to me. Tell me some of the things you'd like to do with me." She seized his whang with her mouth and resumed her activity. He thought for a moment, then went along with her game.
"I'd love to do a lot of things with you, Sandy baby. I love the smell and taste of your… unh…! Delicious pussy. I like to suck up your cream and fuck your tight little hole with my tongue, and nibble your clit and steal little sucks at it… unh…! And shove my dong into your hot, juicy box and fuck it until your teeth… unh…! Rattle."
She was really getting to him now, and he felt his cock was as hard as steel. Yet it had a sensitivity he could barely stand.
"And I'd like to operate on your back door, too. I'd lick into your ass, tease your tight little winkie with my tongue, push into your asshole with it and wiggle it until you squealed. Then… unh…! I'd wedge the tip of my cock in your asshole and drive it into your butt until you screamed. I'd fuck your ass until I filled your gut with… unh…! My hot cum."
Sandy's body trembled as she went into a little orgasm, but it seemed to make her suck at his cock even more greedily. She now had one hand in her crotch, working at her cunt with her fingers.
"Then, maybe I'd shove my prick into your cunt as deep as I could reach, and piss into you. I'd fill you so full of piss your belly would stretch… unh… and…! Unh…! Sandy! Oh, baby! Nurse on it, baby doll! Nice hot cum for you, Sandy! Ohhh… Suck it off!"
He erupted into her mouth in hard spurts. She swallowed it and sucked for more, meanwhile moaning through her own orgasm. She was so greedy that he had to tear his cock from her mouth and lie back on the pillow to recuperate.
"Are we going to do some of the other things, now?" she asked when she was over her climax.
Ross looked at her as if he were Frankenstein, and she the monster he had created. He knew that the group would have to come up with an idea for some means of taming her before she got out of hand.
"No, Sandy," he told her with a weak grin. "It's time for my afternoon nap!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"I hear you're quite a cocksman, Tom," Shelley said. She was leaning over him, her tits hanging ripely above his face, as she knelt beside him in the grass.
Tom looked up at the quivering mounds, eyed the jiggling pink berries of her nipples, then let his gaze wander down over her firm, rounded belly into the golden tendrils of hair at her crotch. He had set several lines in the lake, hoping to get a mess of fish for the family, then flaked out on the bank in the shade of the bushes to catch up on his sleep. He seemed to need more rest since he had been doing so much screwing!
"Hi, Shel!" he said. A self-conscious grin crept around the corners of his mouth. "Cocksman? I don't know about that. I guess I have been making the rounds. But that's nothing newsworthy in this little community, is it?"
"It might be to a gal who felt neglected," she said. Her full lips moistly pouting as she pretended to sulk. Tom envisioned the soft donut of those lips sliding over his cock and felt his tool grow hard at the thought.
"Christ! You sure have a sexy mouth, Shel!" he told her as he reached up and pulled her down onto him. The lips opened and she sucked his tongue into her mouth. He fucked it past her lips and grabbed one of her tits with his hand, squeezing the nipple in a firm but gentle milking action.
Shelley whimpered and shoved her tongue into his mouth. He sucked at it as she made it fuck his lips. Then they were tongue fighting and sucking for several minutes, until they got out of breath.
Tom rolled her onto the grass and began sucking her tits. His hands worked on the free tit as he sucked and nibbled the other. Shelley moaned and hugged his head to her, feeling her pussy start to itch.
Her tits were almost sore when he shifted to her crotch, hot to see what this blonde's snatch was like. She eagerly parted her legs and thrust up her pelvis, ready to take tongue or cock, but too hot to be without one or the other for very long.
Tom looked at the golden fleece, saw the pink meat of her slit oozing juice like a broiling steak. He smelled her cunt, liked the warm, scented musk she exuded, and breathed deeply of it. He put his lips to the slit and kissed it as he had kissed her mouth.
His tongue sought entry, found it, fucked into her hole with rapid, excited strokes, making Shelley wiggle her ass in the grass and hum her contentment loudly. He sucked up her juice, licked at the perky little head of her clit, and heard her crooning become even louder.
"Oh, put those sucky lips on my clit, Tom!" she pleaded.
He formed his lips over the bud, inhaled through them, and felt the tiny glans pop into his lips farther. He released it and felt it snap back into its hiding place. Shelley's squeal told him she liked it, so he repeated it over and over.
Her cunt was literally gurgling with juice now, and Tom felt as if his chin rested in a bowl of soup. The frenzied goosing of her ass muscles made it slosh snugly into his face as he feasted.
"Nurse it, baby!" she pleaded. "Hard sucks, Tom! I'm… OHHH!" Her body went wild as she came powerfully. Tom's head was tossed off her like a rider from a hose.