"Oh, God, Doris, you're unbelievable! I love it! Nobody's ever swallowed it all before, never. You're the best fucking cocksucker I've ever seen!" Hank's words came out in short clusters interspersed with groans and gasps as his quivering, jerking cock kept unloading his juice into Doris' apparently bottomless throat.
When the spasms in his prick finally stopped he gently worked his tool back out of Doris' throat.
"That was fantastic, Hank, just fantastic. I didn't know if I could take it all in like that, but I did, every big beautiful inch of it! What a fantastic cock! I thought you were going to come forever," panted Doris as she licked the last drops of come from his still rigid rod.
"So did I," sighed Hank happily. "So did I."
Doris looked down at herself and laughed. "Look at me, will you! I've been giving you head for damn near twenty minutes, and I still have all my clothes on. And my pussy's so wet, my shorts must be soaked by now. And just look at my nipples. They're practically poking through my shirt, they're so hard. I'll tell you, any guy that can get me so hot I forget to take my clothes off is some kind of stud!" Doris laughed again, giving Hank's prick a playful poke.
"Well, well just have to do something about that, now won't we," replied Hank as he ran his big hands up under the thin fabric of her cotton shirt. Her high, firm breasts felt smooth in his hands. She was right; the deep rosy nipples were as hard as cherries. He covered one boob with each hand and began massaging them slowly, with her nipples poking out from between his broad fingers so that he could alternately squeeze and release them.
His probing hands made huge mounds under her shift. She looked down and laughed. "Hey, Hank, look. It's the first time in my life I look stacked!"
They both laughed at that, and Hank freed his hands long enough to pull her shin up over her head so he could get at her delicious little tits with his exploring mouth.
"Your mouth feels good, Hank honey. Like you could swallow them whole," gasped Doris, tying to push her tits even further into his warm wet mouth.
He pushed her down on the floor and knelt between her writhing legs. He kept licking and playfully chewing her tits as his groping fingers found the zipper in her shorts and tugged it down.
She wasn't wearing any underwear at all, and the curling hairs of her pussy were already peeking out of her unzipped shorts. The sight of the zipper pull resting so close to her match excited Hank. He pushed her shorts down even further, until Doris could impatiently kick them aside.
"You pussy's so wet it looks like we fucked already," said Hank, getting even more excited as her legs fell open to reveal her glistening slit. He spread her moist lips with his fingers so he could see the soft curve of her inner lips, and the hard knob of her clit. He could feel his pecker starting to get hard again as he thought about sinking it into her sweet cunt.
"Well, it doesn't feel like we fucked already. It's so horny and hungry for your big cock I could die. Is it hard again yet?" she asked impatiently, twisting her hips from side to side so that his fingers brushed back and forth aver her stiff little love knob.
"Soon, baby, soon, but what's the hurry? I like to take my time, especially when I'm fucking a cunt as sweet as your's," Hank replied, bending to fasten his lips over the pouting knob of her cunt.
Doris threw back her head with a little scream of pleasure and thrust her pussy up into his face, spreading her legs even further so that her clit felt like it was standing straight up in the air. Her match was so wide open she felt like she could fuck a Goddamn tree trunk.
Hank kept working over her clit with his warm lips and exploring tongue while Doris twisted her head from side to side, her fingers firmly twined through Hank's thick hair, her hips and ass writhing frantically while spasm after spasm of pleasure shot through her body.
Her hole winked up at Hank invitingly, and he stopped tonguing her and started to work his tongue down into her slippery snatch. She screamed again and humped up even more furiously as he drove his tongue up her hot cunt hole, her pussy juice feeling deliciously soft and creamy on his tongue.
It wasn't long before his dick had swollen back to the throbbing enormity that had so impressed Doris the first time she'd seen it. He was kneeling between her legs, and if she stretched her hand down she could reach his swollen cockhead with her outstretched fingers. She started pulling on it, running her finger around and over its tiny opening, then down over the raised ridge that ringed the rounded head.
Hank groaned with pleasure; he knew he wouldn't be able to wait much longer to ram his gigantic tool as far as it would go down her waiting snatch. He frenched her cunt a few more times, then sat back and once more spread her lips with his hands till they were stretched wide and far as they would go.
He tickled her wide open cunt with the bulging tip of his prick and she humped her snatch up at him, impatient for him to fill it up with his big stiff cock.
"Come on, Hank, ram it in, stick it up my cunt now before I go crazy," pleaded Doris.
"Okay baby, here it comes. Hang on," yelled Hank as he drove his pecker into her furry bush and down and down into her cunt hole. He loved the way it took him all in without being loose or stretched out, the way some broads got after a couple of kids. Dons snatch was as tight as a drum; it felt like a silk-lined glove grabbing at his pecker as he plunged it in and out. Once he looked down and almost laughed. He was so big Doris looked like her whole crotch was crammed full of pecker.
"Oh, Hank, it's even bigger than I remember. I think you must have the biggest fuckin' cock in the whole fuckin' world! Ride me, Hank, ride me hard," yelled Doris, digging her fingers into his back as she pounded her pussy up against him with a frantic rhythm that matched his own.
They moved together like a perfectly tuned, well-oiled machine, Hank's cock thrusting in and out of Doris' warm wet cunt as her hips pounded out a staccato beat of their own on the wide-planked floor.
"Just a little, more, Hank, a little more, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'M COMING," shrieked Doris ecstatically, digging her fingers even deeper into Hank's hard sinewy back.
"Me, too, baby; me too. My cock is going to explode and fill your sweet little pussy up with my cum any second now, any second now, now, now, NOW!" Hank cried out, as his thrusting prick erupted like an angry volcano and sent a sticky, hot stream of cum coursing into Doris' cunt.
Doris writhed ecstatically. It felt like he'd pound half a gallon of sticky, hot honey down her love tunnel. She was sure she'd never be big enough to hold it all, but somehow she took it all in, every precious drop, till finally Hank's prick stopped jerking and trembling inside her cunt.
They were both so totally spent that it was several minutes before either of them made a move to get up off the rough, uncarpeted floor of Hank's cabin. Finally Hank rolled off Doris with a little groan and lay by her side, propped up on one elbow.
Doris' short cap of curls lay in a damp tangle around her flushed face, and her smooth skin glistened with a thin film of perspiration, so that her lithe body looked almost as if it had been lightly oiled and polished to rosy-pink perfection. The matted hair of her pussy gleamed wetly up at him, and he bent down and nuzzled her soft snatch with his gentle mouth. Doris patted his head and pulled herself up till she was resting with both elbows behind her. Hank gave her satisfied snatch a final pat and staggered to his feet. Doris watched him walk across the room and fling his lean body down on the big bed.
"Whew," he called to her. "Remind me next time to wait at least till we get to bed before I start fucking you. That damn floor sure is one hard son-of-a-bitch!"