As the minutes passed, his sensitivity decreased. She grew bolder in her licking and sucking of his limp shaft and balls, and before she had cleaned him thoroughly, his flesh began to harden once more.
She felt excitement build up in her again as she anticipated what was to come. The way he had exploded while his cock was deep in her cunt, she could expect quite a load in her throat.
But she had to have the experience to remember. Like the novelty of being fucked by the mammoth organ, sucking off the big cock was not something she would want to tackle every night of the week; but she was sure it would be memorable.
Slowly, she slipped her lips wetly over the swelling head and let it slide along her tongue. As it entered her mouth, she could feel it pulsing, hardening, readying itself for her.
She gave it a loving suck and began to move her head back and forth…
Chapter 6
Cole had been stirred by the sight of Dot Lambert for a long time. He carried with him, as if burned into his memory, the image he had viewed one day at George's clinic more than a year before.
He had taken Laddie in for his booster shots, and while the dog was being treated, Cole had moseyed along the corridor, looking at the amusing collection of paintings, sketches, cartoons and odd art forms depicting pets that lined the walls.
When he came to a doorway, he was about to cross it and continue looking at the corridor walls. But he glanced inside, to see the vet's lovely wife sitting on a desk with one foot pulled up beside her. She was applying mercurochrome to her ankle, probably on a scratch from one of the patients.
It was a hot summers and Dot was wearing a cotton uniform. Cole stared directly at the parted lips of her snatch, licking his lips at the delicious appearance of her cunt. Her golden blonde hairs gleamed in the bright light of the surgical lamp that she was using to treat her wound. And Cole had to get a grip on his will power, to keep from diving into her gorgeous muff and eating it.
After a year of nourishing this memory, he was determined to grab off Dot in tonight's swapping; he almost drooled at the glory of the anticipated feast!
By the time he had led her into the upstairs guest room that remained unoccupied, Cole was seething with desire for the blonde. She was sensitive enough to feel his lust for her, and she was excited by the compliment of his hunger, eager to feed him with her body and have him feed the hungers that were building in her.
The door closed behind them. He seized her and kissed her; she knew from the way his lips and tongue worked at her mouth that he wanted her cunt the same way, desperately. Heat spread in her belly and legs, and her twat began to itch and cream with eagerness.
Their mouths separated and they panted, eyeing each other like starving tigers. Dot could feel the downy hairs stand up on the skin that covered her spine. She felt primeval, as if she were more beast than human, with sharp, consuming animal desires gnawing in her.
She put her hands on her hips and began a series of grinding movements that made her ass roll voluptuously and her tits jiggle provocatively. She tossed a sharp bump at him, then felt a drop of her oozing cream nip off her cunt to cling to her frock – the only garment she wore on this hot day.
"You want me," she sad in a low voice. "Tell me how you want me, Cole; I want to hear it!"
He stared at her grinding ass, felt the heat of her desire hit him like the blast from an opened oven, and knew her for what she was, what she had to be for him at that moment. His nostrils flared with lust and he told her, in quiet, harsh tones:
"I want your cunt… your juicy, golden-haired cunt… spread out for me like a fresh-split melon. I want to lick it… suck its juices… fuck your hot little hole with my tongue… nibble your bud until you scream… then suck you some more. When you can't stand being eaten for another second… l want to shove my cock into that dream cunt and fuck you out of your mind as I fill you with all the come I can shoot into you!"
Her eyes had become more burning, almost feverish, as she listened to him. Her hands slowly unfastened her dress. When he was silent, she took off the frock and threw herself onto the bed. She learned on one elbow and drew her legs widely apart as she stared up at him, feeling the heat from her cunt reflect off her thighs as if it were a furnace.
"Here it is, Cole," she husked. "Hot gash… munch it, lover! Suck it… lick it… drink it dry if you cam!" Her ass was moving slowly all the while, making the wet pinkness quiver and undulate in its golden nest like a thing with a fierce life of its own.
Cole undressed rapidly and dove at the steamy twat with his hands outstretched to seize her thighs. He pressed his lips to the swollen lips of her snatch and gave her cunt a giant suck. The delicious shock was so sudden that Dot almost pissed in his face.
Then Cole began to lick and lap at her heated flesh, and Dot moaned as she lay back and let the thrills course through her body. From the moment of contact there was nothing but raw, animal greed between them; Cole wanted to devour the musky womanness that oozed from her tunnel, and Dot wanted to be consumed.
His tonguing was deliberately slow; he prolonged the contact with her most sensitive spots, stopping often to apply his lips to the faintest trace of her liquid and giving it slurping little sucks that removed her honey from the quivering flesh.
Dot moaned as her ass wiggled with passion; her hands cupped the aching fullness of her tits, where the swollen nipples stood erectly waiting, eager to be consumed in the fierceness of Cole's demanding mouth.
His tongue entered her, thrust past the spastic winking of her inner cuntlips, probed around in the warm, honeyed vestibule and tasted the more heated gathering of cream that lined her walls. She whimpered and rolled her head from side to side as he began to move his tongue in and out of the clinging cunt mouth.
Her sheath constricted, a gurgling, urgent sound announced the squishiness of her inner reaches, and Cole groaned with feverish lust as he sought to bury his tongue in her ad the way. He was far short of the goal and he thirsted for the treasure that eluded him.
His lips pressed around the puckered hole, and he gave a mighty series of sucks that brought him some of the coveted gurglings. He hummed like a contented cat as he swallowed her liquid musk, then he began to lick the outer flesh of her cunt once more.
Dot was ready to climb the walls; Cole's mouth was reaching her with its suckings to a depth that stirred her beyond the tolerance of her lusty nervous system. As he seized her clit in his lips and milked it greedily in rhythmic sucks, her body began to stiffen and tremble.
"Argh-h-h-h!" Her scream vibrated to the tempo of her convulsing twat; massive convulsions of her tunnel caused more gurglings as her ass left the bed, driving her pussy tightly against Cole's mouth.
He knew she was going to run wild, so he took his last chance to drink from her fountain, sucking powerfully at the spasming hole of her cunt. She shrieked and tore her body away from him in the reflex of painful ecstasy.
Cole crept onto the bed, knelt, seized her knees, then forced them apart; she had tightened her thighs together, to contain the powerful sensations that boiled up in her cunt. He slid the rigid pole of his cock along in the wet furrow of her golden gash, plowing her petals aside with the darkly swollen head.
She whimpered and sobbed as the meaty glans rubbed against her over-sensitized flesh, but Cole jockeyed the tip of his cock into position with a series of ass wigglings, wedging the head in her winking hole and driving in past the trembling inner lips.
Dot emitted a gurgling moan as his prick filled her. The fat head spread her sheath as it traveled inward, conquering the tunnel even where her muscular contractions spawned in the final throes of her orgasm. It stopped at her tunnel's end, restrained by the limit of her entrance, which could not accommodate the bulk of his spongy bag of nuts.