He was afraid that Tom might decide to wear the wig.
"There's one," said Tom.
Jerry looked out.
They watched a car rock and roll violently in the row ahead of them, and their pricks began to get hard. Later they would jack themselves off – carefully not to look at each other, the way queers would – but they wanted to get a peek into that rocking car first.
They got out and strolled side by side, innocent as could be, up toward the car in the row ahead.
They came up beside it and paused, pretending that they were talking to each other, but looking out of the corners of their eyes into the back seat of the car.
They had arrived just in time to see Mike start fucking Linda.
They became so engrossed in the sight that it never dawned on them that they, too, might be under observation.
But Thelma and Homer Wright had their eyes on them – watching the watchers, as it were.
Clyde and Tina were looking on, as well, peering over from the front seat as Mike and Linda fucked in the back. But none of them noticed the two excited faces that were looking in the side window, cheek to cheek, eyes bulging out and mouths hanging open with envy.
Linda and Mike were too interested in each other to notice anything else, while Clyde and Tina were concentrating on the action like fanatic spectators, not realizing they were not the only observers.
"It's Mike and Clyde," Jerry whispered.
"Yeah! With a couple younger girls," Tom croaked.
"Lucky bastards!" groaned Jerry.
Jerry's face was writhing with contorted emotions – so much that his wig slipped to a crooked angle – and his prick was drumming madly inside his dainty dress.
The two guys pressed their faces right up to the glass, noses flattening, as they gaped in awe at the juicy details.
And Thelma and Homer gaped at them.
"There's something funny going on there," said Homer.
"It's just a nice young couple who like to watch other people make love," Thelma said, seeing nothing wrong with that.
"Yeah – but it's funny."
"Why, Homer?"
"Because they both got hard-ons," said Homer.
Thelma blinked. She was well aware that the boy had an erection because it was sticking out in his jeans and she had been eyeing it in her lustful fashion. But now she looked at the girl and, sure enough, there was a big phallic lump in her dress, as well.
"How can such things be?" Homer wondered.
Thelma thought about it. "She must have a dildo stuck up her cunt."
"Ah!" Homer said, pleased at being enlightened.
"Funny she needs a dildo, though, when her boyfriend has such a nice-looking bone on," Thelma added.
"Maybe she's a virgin or something," suggested Homer.
That seemed possible.
If so, her boyfriend must be frustrated. Thelma began to get speculative ideas. As always, when Thelma speculated, she licked her lips in anticipation…
Linda, meanwhile, was licking more than her lips.
As soon as Mike had scrambled over the seat, he had started to mount her missionary style, the way that Clyde had.
But Linda, despite her inexperience, had a lively imagination. She knew fucking could be done in other positions.
She already knew what it was like to get fucked missionary style, and now she was wondering how it would feel getting it from the back, or from the top. Since she was lucky enough to be having two different men on her first night of fucking, she figured that it made sense to try some variety.
But still basically shy, despite her unbridled lust, Linda could not bring herself to mention her desires. She thought it sounded kind of depraved for a girl to suggest variations.
So she sidetracked Mike.
She figured that, if they squirmed around a bit in foreplay, she could manage to work herself into some other position so that it would seem as if he had accidentally got her cunt stuffed full of prick from a different direction, or maybe as if it had been Mike's idea. With that in mind, she slid down as Mike knelt between her thighs, so that his prick loomed out over her belly instead of going into her cunt.
Mike tried to shuffle back so that he could aim his prick at her pussy, but Linda kept pushing down, as well.
His cock hovered above her tits.
The tip of his cock was frothy again. Linda cupped her tits together with both hands, deepening her cleavage and arching her slender back so that her tits thrust up.
Mike got the idea. He began to fuck her between the tits, his fat prick sliding through that soft, smooth tit tunnel. Linda purred like a cat, rubbing her tits against his cock. Mike had never fucked a girl between the tits before and he found it most enjoyable. He stared down, watching the big purple wedge of his cockhead come sliding out from the top of her cleavage. His cock-knob was dripping and it laid a slimy track up her breastbone and into the hollow of her throat. His prick slid faster, gliding on the lubrication of its own seepage, his cock-knob foaming.
Linda tilted her face down, her chin touching her tit slopes, gazing at the cockhead that came squeezing out from her cleavage. Her tongue came out automatically, and she began to lick and lave the foaming cockhead each time it appeared. Then she took the head of his cock into her lips and sucked. It was so delicious that she was sorely tempted to blow him again.
Linda was coming to realize that a girl could have all sorts of trouble in deciding whether she wanted to get fucked in the mouth or in the cunt. It was, she thought, handy to have two men at the same time. It might not be quite proper to get gangbanged – but it sure was fun.
Still, she had already sucked Mike off, and she guessed it would be better to fuck him – and if she needed another mouthful of jism, she could always blow Clyde's cock.
Wriggling around, she turned Mike under her, without removing her mouth from his prick. She bent over him, her head bobbing up and down as she took a few last hungry sucks. Then she drew her lips away and threw one knee across and straddled his towering cock, as if the idea had just occurred to her and she had not planned it so carefully.
She squatted on his prick, the tip of his cock slipping between her slick cuntlips at the first contact. She squirmed around a little, with only the head of his cock in her cunt, then she sank down and took the whole long, fat prick up into her pussy.
She began to ride his cock.
Mike groaned and humped up from the seat, meeting her as she descended. His hands cupped her ass, lifting and settling her, and she reached down behind her ass and got a nice handful of bloated balls, while she played with her tits and nipples with the other hand. Her hips ground and her ass churned.
Fucking from the top was every bit as good as getting it on her back, she was thinking – and she was hoping that one of the guys had enough energy left so that she could find out what it was like dog-style, as well.
If Linda had known that Tom and Jerry were peering in the window, and designed it for their benefit, Linda could not have chosen a better position for her performance. She was facing away from them so that they could see all the details of the fuck in all its juicy glory.
They saw Mike's big prick, the thick vein pounding, as it appeared from her cunthole, slick with cuntjuice, then vanished up that pussy again. They saw his balls, swollen with spunk, and they saw her cuntlips suck and drag on his cockshaft. As she pressed down, they even saw her taut little asshole as her asscheeks spread apart.
So much blood was rushing into their pricks that Tom and Jerry felt lightheaded. They staggered a little, but not so much that they wobbled out of their positions at the window.
"What an ass!" Tom sighed.