Randy owned the motel next door to his cafe. He kept one room reserved for his use in case he didn't want to take the effort to drive out along the river to his mansion. Syl had met him there occasionally for a lunch-time quickie. When they got together in the evenings, they always went out to the mansion with its satins and mirrors and all of that.
She walked with him to his motel room and ran quickly to the bed. She hopped onto the bed and unbuttoned the first three buttons of her blouse, letting her tits just halfway through the gap. Her skirt lay spread across the covers, up to her thighs showing the luscious curves of her legs beneath the shimmering nylon hose.
Randy paused a moment and looked at the beautiful girl. His mouth spread into a wide, greedy smile. She was the best! Damn, she was fabulous. He might enjoy fucking other girls, but when he looked at Sylvia Morrow he always had that urge to take her home and keep her locked up for his use alone.
He had tried for two years to convince her to marry him. The thought of having that pussy available at all times, was enough to drive him wild. He would give up all his mistresses in a moment if the brown-haired Aphrodite would accept him. Shit! He'd never throw another orgy at his mansion, not unless Syl was in favor of it. The girl kept refusing, though. He finally agreed to stop pleading with her.
He dropped his pants and shorts and jumped for her. With only a thirty-minute lunch break, no need to bother with getting completely undressed. They could ball quickly, a fast fuck to tide them over. Perhaps he could talk her into coming out to the house tonight. At any event she had to be at his party next week-end.
The girl rolled about in delight as he grabbed her and pulled her hose and panties quickly down her legs. He finished unbuttoning the blouse and pushed it back from her tits. A quick movement of his hand released the bra and exposed her tits to his mouth. He sucked one of the luscious breasts into his mouth. His tongue played at the nipple, lapping about the wide expanse of areola. Then he sucked more fully, trying to get the entire tit into his mouth.
"Ooooh!" Sylvia moaned. "Ooooh, what a master you are! What a master you've always been! Mmmmm!"
She reached for the cock and pumped it softly. She held the swollen head with one hand while her other teased the skin slowly and softly back along the shaft. The young millionaire trembled from her play. This was what he adored about the girl. She could drive him wild with her gentle caresses.
Other girls might yank at his prick, might jam the skin along the shaft, might pull roughly and passionately at his balls. Sylvia, though, was always so tender in her fucking. Her calmness in fucking added to his erotic excitement. He knew she would explode when the time came. When she came to her orgasm, she would be even rowdier than the other girls. Until then, though, she would be so soft and sweet that he would go crazy with passion.
"Ohhhh!" he groaned as he brought his cock to her pussy. "Damn! You've done it again, you lovely witch! You've got me steaming while you lay there so cool and calm about it all."
"Who's so cool and calm?" she asked huskily. "If you knew how I'm panting inside, you would never say that. Every nerve is tingling just thinking about how good it will feel to have that long prick come running through me."
She nabbed his balls as he fingered her wet little cunt. She fingered the sac, slowly and sensuously.
Randy rubbed her into glowing, writhing readiness. He slid the finger deeper, testing the lubricant along her cunt, making sure she was ready for the long, curved pecker to glide into her. Another time he would toy with her slowly, savoring every trembling inch of her. She had to get back to work today, however. This had to be a quickie. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't prolong the exquisite enjoyment of her luscious body.
"Fuck me!" she whispered intensely. "Let me feel the cock, Randy! Feed me some fresh meat! That hungry little pussy needs some food – some nice, raw meat."
He kissed her deeply, passionately. He tongued her sweetly yielding mouth as his cock slipped deeply into her delicious cunt. Her pussy seemed to suck on it luxuriously. Her nerves trembled wildly against its hardness. Her muscles played along the delirious shaft in waves of tense spasms. Her thighs throbbed as she wrapped them about his waist and took the full length of the prick into her.
Syl rolled her ass about, increasing the fantastic thrill of their contact. She slowly became less gentle, less soft and yielding. The kitten was being transformed into a tigress. She was not just admitting his tongue into her mouth, she was sucking it frantically, capturing it and holding it there with the force of her sucking.
Randy shuddered with the satisfaction of knowing he had brought the soft, tender woman to such raging desire. The wilder she fucked him, the more insane his cock became as it pumped violently through her pussy. The more she rolled and twisted beneath him, the more frantically she sucked the cock into her cunt and pumped her ass toward the lunging pecker.
He felt as though his tongue were reaching to her throat. He was sure his cock was up in her as far as her waist. He held her tighter and tighter, fucking faster and faster.
Sylvia began to tremble violently. Her pussy was crazy for the hot flow of his semen. She wanted him to cum. She wanted that last moment of feeling his cum against the walls of her pussy to send her shimmering into her wild and passionate orgasm.
She fucked back at him frantically, her body, urging him on, her ass and tits and cunt pleading for his climax. She was panting, gasping with soaring demand. The room was whirling about her.
Then he came. The cock leaped. The whirling wildness was more beautiful than ever. Sylvia spun through the great chasm of her desire, soaring with the unspeakable thrill of her orgasm. Even the sound of the cock plunging through her juices was soft, luscious music. She lay back and let the exquisite pleasure sweep through her. She took his charge gladly, radiantly. She held him as he emptied himself, then kissed him softly and sensuously in gratitude.
"Still my Randy," she whispered. "Still my sweet, wonderful Randy."
She let him kiss her tits and caress her thighs for a few brief minutes.
Then she slipped back into her hose and panties. She would feel the glow all afternoon. Sylvia slowly adjusted her clothes and straightened her hair. She kissed the man who lay on the bed watching her with each adoration in his eyes.
The lovely young woman paused at the door. "Randy?"
"Yes," he answered, trying to assure her she could have whatever she might ask.
"I have a friend," she told him. "I have a friend I'd like to bring to the party next week."
The smile faded. Sylvia read the pain that swept through his eyes. She stepped back to the bed and kissed him again.
"A girl," she laughed as she patted the long prick. "I have a girl I'd like to bring along. I think she could use one of your parties. I promise you, the men will all thank me for bringing her."
Randy patted her ass affectionately, ashamed of his own show of jealousy. He nodded happily.
CHAPTER SEVEN
His hands became more sensuous as they caressed the girl's breasts. Suzanne twisted slowly beneath his play, carefully submitting to his touch. Her tits swelled to meet the loving palms. The soft young flesh pressed against his fingers. She arched her back to let them rise more voluptuously to his hands.
The blonde opened her mouth and sighed as he leaned down and began kissing the breasts. He kissed them slowly. He kissed every part of them. His adoration made them feel so ripe, so full. Suzy smiled up into his handsome face.
"So lowly," he sighed.
His deep, rich voice sent shivers through her. Her body vibrated from the low tones. She lay happily under his caresses, her body thrilling with every tiny movement he made.