Liz inhaled. The smell of the youth was like an exotic perfume, overpowering even the sweet scent of the cherry blossoms. She was aware of the warmth of his body, as warm as the sunlight filtering through the trees and streaming in through the windshield. She watched his grubby brown toes wiggling as he kissed Carmen. She thought she could hear his heart thumping to the same rhythm as his throbbing cock. Suddenly Liz was moving, doing what she knew she had to do. There could be no other way.
The teen's jeans popped open almost automatically. His zipper slid down as if lubricated. As Liz pulled his jeans down over his skinny hips, the teen gracefully lifted his ass. Liz got his jeans completely off in a moment, letting them drop to the floor beneath his brown feet. Liz smiled to herself. The act of undressing the teen had flowed like a ballet. It had been so easy, so graceful.
She cradled one of the youth's feet in her hands, watching his brown toes move sensuously. The teen's foot was wide, nicely shaped, his toes wide spread. She kissed his instep, rubbed her cheek against it, kissed his toes, then licked her way up his leg. The teen's leg was covered with golden hairs. She nuzzled the wiry hairs, rubbed her cheek along his thigh, approaching his prick.
Carmen smooched the youth loudly all over his face and neck. Her hand ran rapidly up and down his chest and abdomen. The teen's turgid prick whacked against his flat brown belly, standing up straight. The teen sighed, cooing like an infant suckling at its mother's tit.
"Our stud," Carmen said. "Liz and I are going to make you feel real good, honey."
The teen groaned. "Oh, yeahhhh!"
Liz pressed her nose to the teen's brown ball-sac. His big balls inside throbbed against her nose like turbines. His balls shifted restlessly. Liz thought she could hear his cum brewing inside them, the hot cum she was going to suck up through the teen's quivering cock.
Liz nuzzled all around and under the youth's hot balls. His sweaty scent made her moan. She rubbed her nose in the moist warmth, wishing that somehow she could capture the scent, could carry it with her always. The teen had the same smell as her first lover.
"Hold on, honey," Carmen said. "She's gonna suck it now. She gonna suck the jizz right out of your nuts."
The youth squirmed nearly off the seat. "Oh, man! Oh wow!"
Liz licked his cock and tasted his prick from its root in the teen's ball-sac to its throbbing purple cockhead. His prick jumped as the tip of her tongue caressed the sensitive strand just under his cock head. Precum oozed from his piss-slit, and Liz sipped it like a hummingbird sipping nectar. The cock-juice was warm, sweet, sticky-slippery, fresh out of the youth's writhing balls. Liz closed her mouth around the prick head and sucked, hungry for more of the delicious cock fluid.
The teen's strong hands closed around her head. His fingers massaged her scalp. He forced her head down on his cock. His cockhead lodged in her throat, hot and throbbing.
"Suck," he said. "Please suck." He wrapped his fingers in Liz's hair and humped upward at her mouth.
Liz salivated. The teen's prick was delicious. His cockmeat had a flavor that made Liz wish she could bite the youth's cock off and swallow his prick. She clamped his throbbing cock between the roof of her mouth and her tongue, holding his cock there, savoring the taste. She could feel his prick throbbing against her lip, could feel the electric tension surging through the core of his horny cock, could sense the erotic explosion about to take place.
"Suck me, please!" Pete said, his voice a whimper. "Oh, suck, suck, suck!" He humped with greater speed now, fucking Liz's mouth as if it was a cunt, driving his slick prick down her throat.
Liz gagged for a moment, then grabbed his jerking cock at the base to keep his prick from strangling her. She bobbed her head, riding Pete's cock with her head and mouth in the same way that she had ridden Glen's cock with her cunt yesterday. As she moved up and down on his cock, she churned her tongue at the underside of his prick shaft and cock head, at the same time using her lips to further stimulate his smooth cockskin.
"Oh, fuck!" Pete gasped. "Oh, fuck yes! Feels great! Oh, baby!"
"Suck him, honey!" Carmen urged, sounding like a cheerleader. "Suck off this man of ours! Suck that big cock! Suck out his jizz!"
Liz was aware of his cock now in the same way that she had been aware of cunt yesterday while she had been sucking Carmen's pussy. She felt his cock fill her mouth, her throat, her entire head. She smelled and tasted his prick. She heard the man's grunts and saw his brown abdominal muscles writhing before her eyes. He was all man, all cock – so exciting, so delicious, so hot! She sucked furiously, hungry for his jism.
"Shoot it, baby!" Carmen said. "Blast your hot cream down her throat! She wants it, baby. She's hungry for it. Give it to her, stud. Give it to her now!"
Pete's hot cock swelled, quivered, and jumped like a fish out of water. "Yeahhhh!" he sighed. "Yeahhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" His jism exploded, squirting down Liz's throat like hot milk from, a cow's tit.
Carmen laughed. Pete groaned, firing one spurt after another. Liz swallowed, her eyes closed. She savored the taste and creamy texture of the teen's jism. She felt his cock swelling and contracting in her mouth. She squeezed his bloated, pulsating balls, making Pete whine, making him shoot more jizz.
The teen was still firing and his cock still throbbing when Carmen started the car. The car jerked forward. Liz choked as Pete's cock lunged down her throat.
"Stay down, Liz," Carmen said calmly. "And Pete, as soon as you're finished, put your pants back on."
The teen's dripping cock flipped out of Liz's mouth, banging her on the nose. Suddenly, Liz's heart was up in her throat. "What?" she asked.
"Stay down," Carmen said. "We've got a cop on our tail."
We've had it now! Liz thought – but five minutes later they were letting Pete out of the car on the main street of town. The squad car had followed them out of the park then had turned off on a side street.
Pete closed the car door for Liz, then leaned into the window. He tossed his head, brushing the blond locks out of his eyes. "Thanks, you guys. Say, either of you got a few bucks to spare?"
"Of course," Carmen said, shoving a handful of bills his way.
Pete smiled, snatching the bills from in front of Liz's nose. "Thanks. See you both around." He turned and swaggered down the sidewalk, stuffing the bills into his hip pocket. His grubby toes hugged the concrete. He looked naked and sleek, his yellow hair sweeping around his shoulders.
"Cocky stud, isn't he?" Carmen said.
"Yes," Liz said, watching the teen turn a corner and disappear. "How much did you give him?"
"Six or seven bucks – my change from the store."
"He looks like he can use it. I should have offered him something, too."
Carmen laughed. "Darling, we wouldn't want to spoil him. Next time he'd expect the same."
"Next time?"
Carmen shook her head, chuckling. "You need an education, honey. Haven't you ever seen a teenage gigolo?"
"A what?"
"A hustler, a whore."
Liz stared at her. Now she had heard of everything! "In Fullerton? No way!"
Carmen started the car. She laughed so hard her hand trembled on the shift lever. "Honey, you've got a lot to learn. Not every stomach full of cum is free."
"I don't believe it," Liz said. "Let's go home." She swallowed, still tasting the teen's cum in her mouth. She was content to know that his jism was inside her. She didn't really care to argue about what the bay was, or to think about the cop who had followed them. All she wanted to do was to go borne and to rub herself off. Her panties were drenched. She felt as if her pussy was being licked by a thousand tongues.