Jade's tits quivered. In fact, all her flesh quivered. Her entire body was flushed. The deep pussy cavern between her legs appeared to pulsate. Lonnie imagined her cunt seething like a volcano.
"Ram it in!" Jade cried, her voice pained. "Shove that big thing in me! Fuck me, Lonnie! Make me feel it! Make me come! Quick, darling! Oh, yes!" Her cunt appeared to gape even wider. Lonnie imagined steam rising from her dark cunt chamber.
Lonnie bent his prick down, guiding the head of his cock toward Jade's red-hot cunt. He felt drunk and dizzy. He shook so hard that he didn't think he would ever be able to get his prick inside her. All at once he collapsed, crashing down on top of Jade.
"Ohhhhhhh, yesssssss!" Jade groaned.
For a moment, Lonnie lay on top of her, stunned. Then he felt it – Jade's molten cunt wrapped around his steel-hard cock, Jade's hairy pussylips kissing his groin, his inflated balls mashed against Jade's ass. He was inside her. Goddamn! He was fucking her. Unbelievable!
Jade bucked her ass up and down. She threw her legs around his hips, kicking her heels at his asscheeks. Her fingernails clawed at his back. Her hot skin quivered under him. Her nipples stabbed at his chest.
"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Oh, please, oh, please! Do it, do it, do it!" She sounded crazy. She tossed her head from side to side on the pink bedspread.
Lonnie humped, using all the muscles of his back and loins and legs and belly. The hot sensations shot not only through his cock and loins now, but up his spine, down his legs, through his flexing muscles. He felt good all over, felt good even in his ears and nose and toes. He fucked hard, swinging his body at Jade, hurling his groin at her crotch, slicing his eight-plus-inch cock through the puffy depths of her cunt. Though he still trembled, he felt power surging through him once more. He felt strong, proud, in control. He felt as if he had been fucking all his life, as if he had never done anything but fuck his cock in and out of a cunt.
Jade's sharp fingernails gouged his back and clawed his ass. Her cunt tightened each time he thrust into her pussy, then sucked at his cock hard as he pulled out. Her cunt chewed his cock like a mouth, a hot, deep, slippery mouth. Her cunt walls pulsated, sizzling like steaks on a grill. Jade whined as if she were being tortured. She sounded like a cat, a she-cat with a torn mounted on her ass. Her green eyes rolled.
Lonnie wanted to go on fucking like this forever, fucking away at Jade's cunt until the end of time.
But at the same time, he wanted to come, wanted to come more than he had ever wanted to come before. His balls, flogging Jade's ass as he fucked at her cunt, felt like they were going to explode. His prick, nearly skinned alive each time he rammed it up Jade's super-tight cunt, felt like splitting completely in half at any moment. The sensations were so intense that they verged on pain.
"Bite my neck!" Jade gasped. "Oh, quick, quick!" She flung her arms around his head, crushing his mouth to her soft hot neck. "Bite! Bite! Ohhhhh!"
Lonnie sank his teeth into her tender flesh, felt her tendons and muscles quiver between his teeth. Her flesh was salty, sweaty. Lonnie thought he could taste blood. He bit again and again and again, all around her neck.
Jade wailed, half-laughing, half-screaming. Her body tensed, her muscles becoming like wood for a moment. Then she jerked, her body jolted by a great shudder.
"Ahhhhh, Lonnieee! Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Her cunt spasmed, massaging Lonnie's cock like the hot oiled hand of a blacksmith. Pussyjuice bubbled out of her cunt. Lonnie's balls squirmed against her ass as the hot juice gushed down over it.
Jade humped wildly, her pussy sucking hard. Lonnie could tell by the way her eyes had rolled back, by the way she whimpered, that she felt as ecstatic in her coming as he felt when he came. He wanted to come with her now, wanted more than anything to share the feelings of climaxing with her. He made three quick cock-thrusts, then collapsed on his sexy girlfriend and felt himself melting into her. He felt his jism coming now. He crushed his mouth to her lips, drooling into her mouth as the first spurt of his jism drilled her cunt.
"Jaaaaade!" he moaned. "Coming, coming! Ohhhhhhh!" He kissed her passionately, receiving her returned kisses as his ass twitched and his jism spurted again and again and again into his girlfriend's body.
Lonnie had never felt so good. As good as he had imagined shooting cum into a girl would be, he had never imagined that it would feel this good. He wished he could stay like this always, spurting his jism up Jade's cunt until time passed away.
"I love you, Jade," he muttered. "Oh, wowww!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Liz squirmed under the sheets. She shoved her hand between her legs and rubbed her wet pussy. By the time Stan finished his bedtime ritual in the bathroom, Liz would have the bed toasty-warm for him. The scent of her steaming cunt hung heavy under the bedsheets like the scent of some exotic jungle orchid. Liz slipped a finger up her pussy and massaged her slippery cunt walls. She never ceased to be amazed at how hot she could get inside.
She listened to Stan gargling, spitting, gargling again. Now he was filling the sink. She thought about how long they had been together – married eighteen years. She wondered how many times she had lain in bed like this, naked, hot between her legs, waiting for him to finish up in the bathroom and come to bed.
In the early days of their marriage she had been extremely impatient with him over his long bedtime ritual in the bathroom. More than a few times she had become so restless waiting for him that she had gone ahead and rubbed herself off. Then they had argued, Stan angry because she was no longer in the mood to fuck by the time he got to bed, and Liz angry with Stan because he had been so long in the bathroom and angry with herself because she had rubbed herself off like some teeny bopping schoolgirl. Then, as the years went by, Liz got used to waiting for her husband, had trained herself to hold off satisfying her cunt until he came to bed. Over the years she had become amazingly patient. Tonight, however, she didn't know whether she could hold out until he got to bed. Tonight she was burning up between her legs. Her patience was running out. She worked her finger faster in her cunt.
"Stanley, will you please come to bed?"
"Coming, coming, coming! What are you so excited about?"
"If you don't know by now, you'll never know."
"All right, Liz, keep your panties on."
"They're already off."
"That figures."
"Oh, honey, come on. I'm hot."
"Coming, coming."
"You'd better be." That man! Liz thought. He takes more time getting ready for bed than a Miss America contestant does getting ready for the big contest.
Liz finger-fucked her cunt quickly and felt the tension build, felt herself coming dangerously close to orgasm. She stilled her fingers, took a deep breath and held it. The sensations in her cunt mounted like foam in a beer mug.
Liz tensed, holding her breath, praying. Her cunt relaxed, the pulsations petering away and the sensations sinking back down.
"Oh, thank God!" she muttered to herself. She pulled her finger out of her cunt, then pulled her arm out from under the sheet. A string of tingles ran through her pussy. She groaned.
She held her finger up. It dripped. She shoved her finger into her mouth, sucking off the tart, honey-like pussyjuice. Mmmmm! Cuntjuice was tasty. Strange that she hadn't realized this before. She had tasted her own pussyjuice once, a long time ago, on that day when her first boyfriend had seduced her, had eaten her pussy and had fucked her. She'd only been a teenager then. That had been so long ago. That was why she, had forgotten what pussy tasted like – she'd only tasted it once and that had been so long ago. Then, this afternoon, she had tasted pussy again, and she'd remembered.