Amy managed to get one slim hand inside his pants to lift and fondle his balls. She could feel him begin to squirm and jerk under her ministrations.
Amy felt his hands on her head. Al took control, pushing her face down over his arching prick until the cocktip hit the back of her throat. Faster and faster, the two of them working in tandem, until, the entire sensation was becoming a heady blur to the sexy teenager.
Suddenly, Amy poked her head up from underneath the blanket. "I want it inside me," she gurgled, saliva mixed with precum emission drooling down her chin.
The look on his face told her she could have anything she wanted – as long as she didn't wait too long!
Quickly, Amy slipped her panties down her legs. She clambered up onto the seat beside Al, still holding the blanket. With his help, she straddled his lap. Reaching one hand beneath her, she found the hard shaft of his cock and positioned it… and then settled gratefully down. She shivered at the physical pleasure of feeling his hard prick push up into her as she impaled herself on it. She shivered again as the touch of her bare asscheeks on his trousers reminded her of the daring of their fucking! Amy glanced around, and saw people strolling here and there through the park. She smiled back sincerely at the casual waves of passing bicycle riders. Little did they know that as she smiled, she was getting the hard prick she'd been craving so desperately.
Gingerly, with Al's strong hands at her waist, helping and guiding her, Amy began fucking back and forth, up and down. She had to bite down on her lower lip to stifle a scream of pleasure as she felt the thick, throbbing cock pushing between the clinging walls of her glove-tight cunt. She arched her hips, pushing them into his abdomen as she came down. She was shuddering with ecstasy as the broad back of his gnarled cock pressed directly against her erected clitoris. She began moving faster, jerkily, trying frantically to do it again. All she needed was another touch to her clit and she'd be tossing her cookies!
Al seemed to know just what she needed though, because even as she thought about it, he was reaching around with one hand to press his fingers to her aching clit. Amy shivered, gasped, and then, started coming.
Behind her, Al was gurgling. She felt his prick swell inside her clutching pussy. She felt the repeated explosions of his hot juice in her receptive body. His ejaculation was heavy, his wad filling her and then drooling down around the well-stretched lips of her cunt. Amy felt her own secretions and knew the tickling between the cheeks of her taut ass was that same juicy cum.
The two gasped for breath as his cock remained hard inside her. Amy slipped back into the seat beside him and moved her hand to force his cock back into his pants. He was still hard.
"You're still horny?" she whispered.
"Damn, yes!" he blurted back. "I've been horny all day thinking about that sweet ass and those gorgeous tits. And your pussy – it's like a mouth sucking me, but tighter than any mouth ever was! I want to eat you out baby, eat you until there's nothing left but crumbs!"
She shivered with excitement at his forthright statement. "Let's go back to your place," she whispered.
"Can't – room-mate." He paused. "Hey, what about yours?"
It was already eleven. Roberta had whispered as she left that they'd probably be at Maria's till morning, but Amy was afraid that her brother would make an exception and return to his own pad at midnight just to 'protect' his baby sister.
But Amy knew Roberta would do all she could to delay that. And in any event, Amy wanted Al to make good on his stated wish and fuck her again with that still raging cock.
"Alright," she whispered. "Back to my bro – my place. And the faster the better."
Al tapped the hansom driver on the back. "Get us to the Grand Army Plaza and a cab. You'll get an extra five bucks if we're there in less than ten minutes!"
Amy was pleasantly surprised to see that with a little encouragement their horse could move like a trotter.
CHAPTER FOUR
As soon as the elevator doors closed in her brother's apartment building, Al's hands were all over Amy's body.
"Wait – wait, stop!" she pleaded, fighting for breath and self-control.
"What's the matter – I thought you were hot?" he said.
"I am, but I can't find the keys!" She'd spilled her handbag as they were leaving the hansom. She'd tried to make a point of finding the keys, but in the dark, with both Al and the driver shoveling the various miscellany back into her leather purse, she hadn't been sure everything was back in place… though she was fairly sure they'd been jangling inside. "Phew – here they are!" she said triumphantly.
But she knew she'd forgotten something in the hansom…
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Begrudging the delay, Amy, never-the-less, paused to ring the apartment doorbell a few times… just in case her brother and Roberta were back.
They weren't.
"Hot damn!" she breathed and fumbled the keys into the locks. As soon as they were inside, Al had gathered her up into his arms and was prowling around the apartment in search of a bed. He found it, and it was better than anything he'd hoped for.
"Waterbed!" he gasped. "Waterbed!"
"But…" His mouth on hers cut short the protestation – then he was dropping her onto the undulating surface and driving his tongue into her mouth as if he meant to explore her throat with it. His hands were feverishly unfastening, unbuttoning and otherwise undoing her clothes Amy pushed off his jacket and tie and shirt.
Amy lay naked and sprawled before him. He gazed down at her, pure awe in his face. "Jeez, what a beautiful body," he whispered. "And that gorgeous, luscious little pussy…"
"Chow time," Amy hinted.
Al gripped her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed so that her legs were draped over the side. He then positioned her sweet little ass on the upholstered frame. Her pink, lightly-furred cunt dripped, and he fell reverently to his knees between her spread legs, slinging her knees across his shoulders and nibbling his way up the insides of her quivering, sleek thighs.
Al ate Amy's pussy with an expertise the young teenager had never known before from a man. Only Roberta had been better, and she'd had the natural advantage of knowing exactly how a woman likes her cunt eaten.
Again and again, Amy felt as if she were going to explode with the pleasure of the cunt-lapping tongue, rocketing to the very brink of her orgasm. Time and again, Al would keep her hovering there for long minutes before letting her drift slightly back.
Her cunt was boiling, the juices bubbling out of the hair-fringed pussy. Al used his thumbs to open the petals of her pussy, then he traced the inner edges with his tongue tip. Amy writhed and gasped, her hands fastening to the sides of his head. She forced his face hard against her eagerly offered cunt.
When he pushed his long tongue into her cunt the first time, Amy damn near exploded on the spot, but he knew exactly how to do it. She was more turned on than she'd ever been without actually having her orgasm – and he was driving her higher.
Time and again he thrust his tongue into the constricted tunnel of her cunt. Amy felt her cunt muscles closing down on his tongue, squeezing and treating it to all the pleasures his cock had only too briefly experienced.
As Al ate her, he was slipping out of the remainder of his clothes. Finally, he stood, his prick still stiff and towering over her welcoming pussy. Her knees were still looped over his shoulders, and as he stood, her ass came up off the side of the bed. Reaching down, he used one hand to spread her cunt and the other to fix the thick cocktip just inside the grip of her tight pussy lips. Releasing the opened pussy, Amy was sure she could hear her cunt lips snap closed on his prick.
Al moved his hand to her clitoris and rubbed it lightly, maddeningly, the dry friction doing its work. Amy jerked and bucked up at him, swallowing more and more of his turgid member into her soaked pussy well.