She stretched out beside him again and put her fingers back on his cock. She thought that his cock had grown a little but she felt like that was impossible.
"Did you?" she asked.
"Did I what?" Randy asked.
"Did you ever tell any of the boys that I beat you off?"
"Yes," he said. "All the time."
She laughed and squeezed his prick, and this time his cock did grow a little. She looked down at his prick in amazement. For him to start growing this soon was hard to believe.
"You do grow quickly."
"Most girls like it," he said.
"I like," she admitted. "I like very much."
"I want you to suck my cock," he said. "I want you to drink my cum down your throat. Then I'll know that you're really mine."
"I've never done it before."
"What?" he asked. "You mean Bill's never made you suck his cock."
"No."
"Then it's time you had your first real taste of cum," he said.
He seemed to row more excited at the thought of her never having sucked cocks before. She could feel his prick growing stiff under the gentle touch of her fingers.
"Get up," he said. "I want you to get up. I want you to see if you can find some red lipstick on Trish's vanity table. I'm sure she's got some. Some very red lipstick."
"You're sick," she said laughingly.
"Sure," he said. "But there's nothing more exciting than a girl with very red lipstick sucking your cock. We'll turn the table around so that you can see yourself in the mirror. Then you'll know what I mean."
He turned the bed around so that it was facing the mirror while Judy searched among Trish's beauty aids for some very red lipstick. She found the reddest of colon and applied it.
"Well?" she asked, turning for his inspection.
"That's it," he said. "Now I want you to drink my cum. I want you to swallow it."
She approached him with the same fear that she had approached Bill on her wedding night. She could feel her heart pounding as she got onto the bed. He ran a hand through her auburn hair, then he caressed the firm rise of her titties.
"You'll do fine," he said. "You're going to love to suck my cock."
She lifted his prick. "It's beautiful. So hard. I want to suck it, Randy. I want to taste it."
Judy pulled her hair back from her eyes and bent her head to his prick. She could taste her own pussy juices and she could taste his cum. It excited her. She ran her tongue up and down his stiff prick, licking his juices up.
She cleaned him with her tongue and, was rewarded by the soft grunts of passion that was coming from his throat.
"Sweet sucking cousin," he moaned. "Sweet cousin, suck my prick."
She opened her mouth and took the head of his prick into her lips. She pressed down with her lips, loving the salty taste of his cock-head. She remembered that it had just recently been slamming into her cunt. It had also been slamming into Trish's cunt. She found that it excited her.
"Look in the mirror," he said. "You'll see why I like to have my sucking girls wear that red lipstick."
Judy turned her eyes to the mirror. She gasped at the picture in the mirror. She didn't look like herself. Her red mouth was leaving streaks of red down his prick. It was the most exciting thing she'd ever seen.
"Now put your mouth back," he said. "Suck my cum out, baby. Suck me good."
She ran her tongue up and down his prick. She took each of his balls into her mouth and flicked them with her teasing tongue.
"That feels nice, baby," he said. "But I'm turned on and I want you to suck me. Take me in your hot little mouth and suck me off!"
She moved her head back up to the head of his prick. Once again her tongue flicked at his tiny hole. Once again she took his rod into her mouth. He grabbed her head and forced it down on his stiff cock.
"Shit!" he groaned. "You're doing me good. You're doing me fine, Judy!"
She was doing the best she could. She couldn't help but glance into the mirror at the sight of her ruby-red mouth going down on his stiff prick. She watched his cock going into her mouth, his blood-engorged prick glistening with saliva, and it was like watching someone else sucking his cock.
She was getting hot again and she pushed one finger into her cunt. It felt good to have his cock in her mouth while she played with her pussy. With her other hand, she played with his balls.
"Oh kick, baby!" he moaned. "I'm going to come! I'm going to fill your sweet sucking mouth with my cum! Oh shit, here it comes! Here it fucking comesssss!"
She was not ready for the hot load that exploded down the back of her throat. She choked and gagged, but he wouldn't release her. She swallowed as much as she could while some of the jism escaped the corners of her mouth.
She could still see herself in the mirror, her reddened lips now turning to white. Strings of sticky jism stained her cheeks and neck.
She loved it. She had never loved anything so much. He kept pounding his cock into her mouth but she didn't mind. She wanted all of his hot cum.
"Oh fuck, baby!" he moaned as he fell away from her. "That was fine."
She followed him with her mouth and began to lick away the creamy white on his prick. The taste was not unpleasant to her but it was not the taste that kept her wanting to suck his prick. It was the shivers of excited pleasure that rocked her body when he had exploded into her mouth.
"Whoa, baby," he said, pushing her head away. "That's enough for now. Let's not be reedy."
"Please," she said, "Let me suck it some more. Let me taste some more of your cum."
"I wish I could, baby," he said. "But three's my limit for a while. Besides, we've got to be getting back. Your husband might be missing you."
She remembered her husband with a pang of guilt. She nodded as he got up off the bed and started to dress. She watched him cover his beautiful body.
"Hurry, pussy," he said. "We need to be getting back. Hurry now."
She made herself get up from the bed and start to put on her clothes. It was at that moment that she heard the car pulling up in the front yard. She froze.
"Damn," Randy said. "That's Trish's parents. They're not supposed to be back for hours."
"What are we going to do?" Judy asked, panicked.
Judy was already seeing herself explaining to Bill why she and Randy had been alone in Trish's room. Somehow she didn't feel that her husband would understand any explanations she made.
"Out the back door," Randy said. "If this place has a back door."
They could hear voices as they hurried through the house. There was no back door.
"Well, pussy," he said. "I guess we try the window."
She couldn't see how they would be able to get through the window. It was not large enough for them to slip through it. Or at least it didn't seem to be. But Randy had the bottom part of the window.
"Hurry," he whispered.
She pushed her head through the window. She didn't think she was going to make it. Then she felt his strong hands against her ass and he pushed her through the window. The lake was a little closer than she'd thought. She bit shallow water.
Randy was only a few seconds behind her.
"Come on," he said. "Run!"
She ran as fast as she could, and a moment later they were both in the dark safety of the woods. She found herself laughing as she looked at Randy. He was soaked through and he'd left one of his shoes behind.
"I'll get Trish to bring it back," he said. "That was a close call."
"Close enough," Judy said, still laughing.
CHAPTER SIX
Judy couldn't seem to get to sleep that night. She had been snuggled up to Bill for a long while but she couldn't sleep. She decided a drink would help. She slipped out of bed and put a robe on over her thin gown. Every inch of her body tingled as she went downstairs.