"You steamy, funky hunk of woman!" Cole whispered to her with lust burning in his eyes. "I'm going to fuck the piss out of you!"
He pulled the shaft out halfway, then drove it again into her body, his balls splatting wetly at her lower cuntlips and the crack of her ass. She gasped and sobbed, then her ass began to roll and thrust upward. Her cunt mouthed him, swallowed at him, ate at the head of his plunging cock with demanding gulps.
"I'll swallow you!" she threatened. "Balls and all, I'll… digest that delicious brute!" She pumped up at him as he humped into her sex throat, and they became a savage, writhing mass of wet, hot flesh and bone and muscle.
The slurpy fuckings resounded in the room, echoing the silent screams of their animal lusts as they sought to consume each other with the heat and desire of their bodies. Cole felt the rapid increase in the tempo of her cunt swallows, and he knew that she was having an interim climax. Her short, sharp moans confirmed it.
Then she went wild. Her arms encircled him and her fingernails dug into his back. Her muscles seemed to spasm at once, and the frantic bucking of her body beneath him signaled a mammoth orgasm.
He jerked his cock in and out of her in short, hard fucks that pasted his balls tightly to her crotch. Then he lost control, and he began to fire his liquid rockets into her depths. The first globs burst against her innermost flesh with such heat and impact that she yelled, then she sobbed as each following spurt poured into her.
Cole held her there, nailed to the bed with the spike of his prick, until it softened completely. Then he pulled out of her and rolled away from her trembling body. He stared at the mess of her golden gash, watched the pulsations of its darkened pink mouth as it spewed out the excessive ooze of his come.
The glistening gold tendrils became clogged with the pearly drops and blobs, and a heavy trickle made a string that ran into the crack of her ass. Her belly heaved and her tits shivered as she sucked in air; the whole front of her body shone with the wetness of their combined perspiration.
"Oh, Cole!" she moaned hoarsely. "What a delicious sex battle!" Her eyes regarded him seriously for a while, then gleamed with a sudden knowledge. "You've wanted me… for quite a long time… haven't you?"
"For a year," he said, nodding as he gazed into her blue eyes.
"I knew it! It takes a special kind of hunger to eat and fuck like that. We'll never have it so good again, unless we wait for another year."
"I'd rather settle for a little less fierceness than wait so umgoldly long," he told her.
"Me, too," she said. Her hands cupped her tits savagely and her ass began a rolling movement on the bed. Her tongue lashed out to lick her lips wetly, and Cole felt a jerking throb in his cock; he sensed that he needed to recover quickly, for that mouth was anticipating a feast of its own!
George Lambert had spent his come lavishly in the goat cunt he had pumped into earlier in the day. But the entire atmosphere of the farm and its sex-filled residents had stimulated his libido like nothing had in years.
And the lust he felt for Grace McDonald added to the hungers that made all his juices gather and build inside him. Every time he had seen the redhead, he sensed an inner fire that he lusted to taste. The feverish glimmering in her green eyes made him think that she loved nothing better than a plunging cock. He wanted her so much that he knew the act could never be as great as the way he fancied it in his mind.
Yet, the way her springy ass bounced as she preceded him into the big downstairs bedroom, he felt his hopes rekindled. A woman who could move like that, so liquidly and gracefully, but make all the right places jiggle with enticement, could be capable of unsuspected delights.
He had been ready for a certain shyness at least a cautious hesitancy, not too surprising for a swap initiate-but Grace seemed unusually calm. It was as though, once she decided to make the move, she had surrendered all tensions and inhibitions and had let herself go completely. Her actions appeared to bear out George's theory, for she began to undress the moment the door closed behind them. He simply stood and watched. Her frock slid off her shoulders, then down her upper arms to the elbows; her uncovered tits thrust outward and upward proudly, their coral nipples trembling at the tips like wind-blown berries.
She let the frock fall to the floor, and George saw that she had on a pair of aqua-colored panties. Her coppery hair bulged out the crotch, and tendrils curled from under the leg bands to accent the pale delicacy of her inner thighs.
At the lower extreme of the crotch, the material had a darker coloring; dampness had crept from between her passionate petals to moisten the panties significantly. She saw him stare at the telltale spot.
"I didn't say I was neat, did I?" she quipped with trembling lips, betraying a nervousness he had not detected until then. He softened her apprehension by kneeling in front of her and reaching up to cup the superb cheeks of her ass with his hands, reveling in the satin warmth of her body beneath the cool satin of her panties.
"Neatness never counts in sex," he assured her. "Cleanliness, most of the time… but neatness, never!" He pressed his nose and mouth into the cushioned warmth of her crotch and inhaled her scent. It was delicately musky, definitely hot, and compellingly appetizing.
"Oh God, Gracie!" he said into the softness of her covered muff. "Your cunt smells so good!"
His hands moved up to her waistband and peeled down the panties swiftly. As the soggy crotch came away from her coppery curls, the air was filled with the moist, warm fragrance of her juice. George groaned excitedly as he moved her backward until she sat down on the bed.
His hands gripped her trim ankles and raised them; she tipped over backward on the bed, and he knelt at the ready, his face in her wet hairs, breathing the mist of her desire. Then he had to taste her. His lips rubbed the inner edges of her parted slit and his tongue slithered into the furrow to sample the honey.
Her flavor excited him even more, and he began to eat her pussy with a rising greed. But his cock was rising, also. It strained at the confinement of his clothing, and he had to stop and get to his feet.
"Sorry!" he apologized for the interruption. "I have to bail a friend out of jail." He stripped for action, then knelt again, to bury his mouth in the fleshy melon of her twat.
"George!" she breathed softly. "Oh, yes, lover! Eat me!" The cheeks of her ass pressed together as her pubic mound elevated to cup her cunt beautifully for his feast.
His lips and tongue cruised over the darkening coral flesh, the honey disappearing in fast little laps and sucks that brought moans and whimpers to her throat.
"Oh God, I'm so… hot and wet inside!" she moaned. "Suck me out; George!" Her cunt pressed forcefully against his mouth and he stuck his tongue into her hole and fucked her with it several times. She wiggled her ass and whimpered wildly.
He sucked at the opening, drank her moisture, then took her clit in his lips and began to milk it expertly. Tiny ones burst from her throat as the thrills burst in her belly like Roman candles. Her body quivered with the beginnings of her release.
"Oh, George! Quick! Suck hard!" she cried as her muscles began to tighten and her head became light and fuzzy.
He gave the throbbing little bud two powerful sucks, and she let out a wail as her body pulled away from him and tried to curl up in a tight ball. George licked at the taste of her on his lips, watching her shudder until the siege was over. She straightened out and exhaled in a trembling sigh, then she lay there, gasping.
He moved his head to her thigh, letting his nose hang over the vapor that rose from her hot snatch. His cock was pointing up in the air, throbbing steadily with its eagerness as he inhaled the fragrance of her cooling cunt.
Grace could see the fleshy staff of his prick jutting out from his groin, and she felt a freshening of her inner hungers. Her hand reached down and clasped the solid warmth of it, feeling its soft pulsations of lust for her.