Eva bit at her lip until it hurt. She wanted very much to feel his prick in her hand and maybe make it squirt its gooey jizz, up into the air. Besides, what Ted had said was true. It wouldn't hurt John any if all she did was hold it in her hand and play with it a little. It wasn't like she had never felt his cock before. She had jacked him off many, many times, and loved it.
She slowly pulled down the zipper. She hesitated for an instant, and then slid her hand inside. His cock came out long, and hard, just the way she remembered it. She started pumping up and down, the angry head bulging redly just above her fist.
Eva's hand moved faster, and she wondered if she could go fast enough to make it squirt up to her face. She blushed, thinking if she leaned her head a little, the monster might spit right against her lips, and if she opened her mouth…
Eva thrilled to her lewd thoughts, thrilled to the feel of his wonderful throbbing cock in her hand again. It was so hot and so hard and so alive. She loved it. She knew she didn't love Ted anymore, but she loved his prick, and the thought crossed her mind that maybe she could love any man's prick.
Her legs had spread wider as she masturbated him, and his hand had crept under her panties and was fondling her cunt, two of his fingers slowly moving in and out between the wet, puffy lips. Her cunt was on fire and she squirmed against his fingers, the rising sensation almost blurring her obligation to John. Almost.
Ted could tell she was hot and wanted to fuck, but she still refused to let him screw her. Ted knew what would change her mind; it had worked when all else had failed that first time she spread her legs and let him fuck her, and it had worked every time she was reluctant for a whole summer – go down on her and she would flip.
It felt so good with her hand on his cock that he hated to stop her, but he didn't want to come in her hand. He wanted to come in her cunt and wanted to prove to himself that he could fuck her any time he wanted to, even now that she was engaged. He wanted her to get married so he could prove he was right and fuck her then, too.
She squealed with disapproval when he jerked from her, pulling his throbbing flesh from her grasp. She felt giddy and light-headed and completely out of control of the situation when he quickly pushed her legs apart and dropped to his knees, his lips going to the soft, tender flesh of her thigh. She moaned in protest, her legs opening wider, as he kissed upwards.
"Oh, Jesus, Teddy, don't do that… it feels so good! I love it so much!" she cried when, his mouth met the soggy crotch of her panties.
She begged him to stop what he was doing and lifted her ass up so he could skin her panties down. Her legs closed to let them go over her knees and down her thighs, and sprung back open the instant they cleared her feet. She grasped his head and pulled him back between her legs. He pulled back to her knees, raining wet kisses on the inside of her thighs, his upward climb agonizingly slow.
"You bastard, you dirty bastard," she groaned, "kiss me there, way up high… suck me, suck me off!"
When he got to her succulent pussy, he lingered, kissing and tonguing the little hollows and grooves that were laden with perspiration and the slick juices from her cunt. He went from one leg to the other, tasting of her delicious flow.
"Eat me… eat me, Ted! I'll do anything you want if you make me come!" she screamed.
Ted lifted his head. "Anything?" he said.
"Anything," she cried, pushing his head back into her crotch.
He parted the wet hair with his fingers and pushed his tongue into the deep cleft between her cuntlips, swabbing the length and then back again and finally curling it into her juicy cunt hole.
"Oh, Ted… Ted, it feels so good! Don't ever stop!" She hunched against his mouth each time his tongue probed in, her hands holding his head firmly in place. "I've missed this, honey, I really have. I didn't realize how much I need you."
Ted slid his tongue up to her clit. His mouth was getting tired and he wanted to get her off. She squealed and moaned, her breath coming in deep sobbing gasps as his coarse tongue moved back and forth across her sensitive button. She grunted like an animal and went stiff when her sensations peaked and sent the sexual thrill deep in her gut. It rocketed to her alcohol-fogged brain and she slipped into semi-consciousness and imagined she was in heaven. To be drunk and feeling good all over and then to come, to orgasm, to get your gun like you never got it before was heaven, she decided. It must be one long drunken sexual orgy; to stay potted all the time while getting sucked or fucked or some such thing. God, that had to be heaven.
Ted knew she had had a good one and stood up, his cock jutting straight out of his pants. "Okay, baby, and now for that anything you promised," he said.
Eva came down off her climax slowly, her eyes glassy and a stupid, satisfied grin on her lips. "Oh, Teddy darling, that was wonderful. You made me come so hard," she said, her eyes fixed hungrily on his rearing prong. "As a reward, I'll do something you always wanted me to do, but I never would."
She placed her hands on his hips and her head moved forward, her precious lips opening in a perfect oval. His throbbing cock slid easily into her mouth. It was only her second time, and it thrilled her more than she thought it would, even though she had imagined it happening again ever since the old man. It felt all spongy and alive and hot and she took it deeper.
"Oh Christ!" Ted groaned, "You never would do this before." He had really wanted to fuck her, but this was too good, and he decided to hold her in place and shoot his cum all the way to her stomach. She had his cock all the way in her mouth, the head shoved deep into the confines of her throat and he knew he would be quick in coming.
Eva thought she would gag with him in so deep, but she didn't. It was too thrilling, too exciting. He was fucking her throat like it was her cunt, and she thought she might come again. And then she felt him stiffen and ram deeper. She wanted to pull away – he was coming! She let him hold her tight to his groin until his coarse pubic hair was plastered against her face. She wanted his jizz in her mouth and down her throat.
The throbbing prick exploded and a huge gob of wet, slick cum invaded her throat. More poured out as he fucked her face until his cock backed up into her mouth. It was hot-tasting and salty. She swallowed the jism and sucked for more until the last, long string oozed down her throat.
When he pulled his fat cock from her throat, she came again, not violently like when he sucked her, but a slow, satisfying come like she had never before experienced.
Ted stood gasping, his cock leaking onto her bare breasts. "You never did that before, baby. Goddamn, that was good!"
"Do you want to fuck me now?" Eva said softly, wanting him to fuck her now.
"What with?" he giggled. "This piece of spaghetti?" His cock was hanging like an old inner tube.
The sound of footsteps on the porch sent Eva to her feet. "My God, Ted, it's Mom and Dad home from the movies."
Ted stuffed himself in and fumbled hastily at the zipper on his pants.
"Ted, they can't find you in here with me alone. It won't look right, and you know my dad."
"Indeed I do." Ted cried. He had gotten more than one ass chewing from her old man just for bringing her home a little late. He was wild man when he was mad. "I better get out the back door."
"They'll see you in the hall. Quick, into my bedroom. We'll turn the lights out and they'll think I'm asleep. You can slip out after they go to bed."
Ted dashed for her room. Eva followed, then stopped, went back and grabbed her panties from the floor, also the half-empty jug from the couch. She heard her father's voice in the hall. Her heart pounded wildly when at last she pushed the door to her room closed behind her.