God, how she loved the feel of his big virile dick throbbing in her hands. It always felt so hot and alive as it pulsated against her fingers. Tenderly holding the base of his shaft in her hand, Connie slowly lowered her mouth clown toward his big shiny cockhead. Seeing exciting drops of seminal fluid oozing out from the slit on the tip of his prick, she flicked her tongue out and licked them into her mouth. She loved the scent and taste of his cock, and she could hardly believe she would never be able to enjoy it again.
Opening her juicy red mouth as wide as she could, the beautiful gut lowered her lips down over his rubbery hard knob, thrilled as always with the smooth texture of his magnificent cockhead. She could feel his legs trembling with excitement as she tightly locked her soft wet lips around his big purple knob.
"Oh, Christ, Connie!" the man panted, tearing at the sheets with his fingers. "That feels so fuckin' good, honey!"
"I'm glad," she whispered, removing his spit-drenched cock from her mouth and gently rubbing it against her cheeks and through her thick red hair. "I just love to suck on his beauty."
"I'll miss you so much," he sighed.
"So will I," she answered in a low voice as she ran her wet tongue up along the underside of his thick shaft.
Looking up into his deep dark eyes, Connie wished they could stay together forever, but she knew this would be impossible. Lowering her mouth back down over his big meaty dick, she could feel its sinewy hardness sliding over the top of her tongue. Taking more and more of it into her sucking mouth, Connie's hot pussy began dripping at the thought of his prick sliding back up into her creamy slit again. This time she was dying to drink his cum, but a later she wanted to feel his magnificent cock in her twat. Feeling the big slab of male meat nudging at the back of her throat was further arousing the cute cocksucker.
Completely carried away by his own lust, Michael reached down and gently grasped her face, pumping her mouth up and down over his lurching dong. Realizing that he was rapidly approaching his climax, Connie began bobbing her head a bit more rapidly. The feel of his slippery hard cock slithering between her lips and over her tongue was further exciting her dripping pussy. The thought of his thick hot cum gushing into her mouth was driving the redhead crazy.
"Oh, God, darling," he panted, thrusting his hips up to meet every downward plunge of her hot juicy mouth. "I'm almost there baby, almost there."
Anxious to please her handsome lover, Connie began pumping her head faster and faster, taking his lurching shaft deeper and deeper into her throat. From the way his big cock was jerking in her mouth, Connie was very much aware that the man was about to shoot his load.
"Suck, baby, suck!" he shouted in a hysterical voice.
Knowing that his big cockhead would he exploding any second now, the talented cocksucker began putting more suction into her action. She wanted to bring his delicious cum up from the very depths of his big sperm-bloated balls.
As many times as Connie had sucked him off during the past few weeks, she still wasn't prepared for the torrent of jizz that suddenly exploded out of his prick. It spewed out in such volume that no matter how fast she sucked and swallowed, it was still oozing out from between her cock-filed lips and dribbling down her chin.
"Oh, God, that tasted good," she whispered a few moments later when she'd swallowed the last tasty drop. "Now let's get it hard again so we can fuck."
Except for going to the bathroom, the couple never left the bed until Connie had to depart the next afternoon.
CHAPTER EIGHT
During the next few days, Michael was home almost every evening, but had very to say to his wife. Michael had never done much drinking, and Karyn was surprised at how many highballs he was fixing himself as he quietly watched television. When they'd go to bed at night, he always turned his back on his bride, making absolutely no sexual advances.
It was lonely for Karyn because her sister had also suddenly changed. Patti rarely spoke to her unless it was necessary, and then it was in a cold tone of voice.
"What's bothering you, Patti?" she asked one morning when they were alone.
"Nothing," the girl answered.
"You've been acting strangely lately," Karyn continued. "Are you getting tired of staying with us."
"Don't bug me!" snapped the girl. "I'm going down to the beach…"
"Gee, I wish you wouldn't go this morning," sighed Karyn.
"Why?"
"The telephone company is sending a service man over to fix the extension in your room. I was hoping you could stay here to let him in as I have to go downtown this morning."
"Sorry," Patti lied. "I promised to meet some kids at the beach this morning."
"Run along then," smiled Karyn. "I'll go after the repair man has been here."
Karyn had been going to meet Eric and the boys over at the park, and now her sister had fucked it up. She hoped the telephone repairman wouldn't be too late and she could still get over to the park and join the boy's. Karyn hadn't been with Eric for two days and her hot cunt was itching to be fucked. She was wearing a short dress and no panties so her hot pussy would be readily available to Eric.
When she answered the door bell, Karyn was shocked at the massive size of the handsome telephone serviceman. He was an extremely rugged-looking fellow in his mid-thirties with the biggest fucking bulge she'd ever seen in the front of his tight pants. There was an exciting virility about him that she'd never seen in any other man.
"I'm from the telephone company," he smiled. "Come in," she blushed, trying not to stare at his crotch.
Karyn couldn't explain it, but she felt strangely wicked leading him up to her sister's bedroom. Once she'd shown him where the phone was, she should have left, but instead, she perched herself on top of the desk.
"What seems to be the trouble?" he asked.
"There's no dial tone," Karyn explained.
Sitting on the desk in her short dress, the naughty blonde parted her soft naked thighs, hoping the handsome man would get a glance at her beaver.
"Do you make a lot of service calls?" she asked, pleased at the excited expression on his face when his eyes caught the sight of her soft blonde bush.
"Quite a few," he stammered, unable to believe what he'd seen.
"Do you ever service anything except telephones?" she asked with a teasing smile.
"That all depends," he pinned at her. "What did you want serviced?"
"Me," she hotly whispered.
"You look to be in pretty good shape," the handsome man answered, reaching down and gently squeezing her bare thigh. "You feel pretty good to me."
"But my leg isn't what needs servicing," Karyn smiled.
"Where do you need servicing?"
"A higher up," she softly giggled, taking his hand and sliding it up along the warm naked flesh of her thigh until his finger grazed lightly over her slippery slit. "It's more in this general direction."
Without saying a word, the man began probing his fingers between the slippery hot flesh of her wet cunt-lips.
"That's more like what I had in mind," she sighed, standing up and kissing him lightly on the cheek. "What's your name?"
"Paul," he answered.
"I'm Karyn," she grinned. "And I love to fuck."
Reaching down, Karyn rested her hand on the big hard bulge that was pushing out against his tight pants. She felt his sinewy body give a lurch as she gently caressed his cock through the material while her thick, hot pussy juice creamed around his finger as he continued screwing it up deeper into her slippery cunt.