"Christ, I…"
Candy bit her lips so hard she could taste blood.
That shock brought her back to reality and she slowed down her writhing. But even with her body quiet, Candy couldn't stop the convulsions in her pussy. There was the rhythmic milking of the muscles around her hole. That circle tightened, released, tightened again over and over. Each time it closed down on Chuck's hot dick she felt the soft muscles stroking him closer and closer toward orgasm.
"Okay, you want it that bad? Man, I'm gonna scald the fuck outta you," he said, hissing between his teeth.
Candy shivered. She was teetering on the brink of orgasm. In a flash she realized the two of them were at the same level. He shot his hips forward, burying his dick all the way in her fuck slot.
"oh God, no, no, noooo!"
Candy realized what was going to happen. He was going to come inside her. No, he couldn't do that, he… oh God, it was happening NOW!
CHAPTER THREE
Candy came with the force of a howling typhoon. Each spasm was more devastating than the other. She felt her pussy explode against Chuck's hammering groin. Thrashing and grunting and dancing her shivering asscheeks around the young blonde teenager felt as if the world had collapsed into her cunt.
"Ahhhh!" she screamed, raking her fingernails over Chuck's back. Candy had no idea how long her orgasm lasted. All she was aware of was that big thing jerking and throbbing in her snatch and of something hot and wet scalding the sides of her cunt. Oh God, his cum burned like acid! When it was over Candy felt her calves sliding down off Chuck's lower back. She rearranged herself comfortably on the bench, opening her eyes and looking up at Chuck. The buzzing sounds had stopped. All around her now was silence, broken only by the Muzak.
"You're really somethin' else," he whispered, kissing her lightly on the forehead. "I'm glad you like me."
Chuck kissed her again. Candy squirmed happily on the slicked bench seat, feeling dazed and happy.
"Man, you were hungry for it, honey. I thought you were wantin' it a couple of days ago. But I never guessed you wanted a fuckin' this badly."
Candy blushed. It was wrong for a woman to show just how hot she was! It was something else her mother had told her.
"You probably won't think that much of me… now," Candy stammered, lowering her eyes. Her mother's words about a young woman who gives in to a man rang in her mind now. No man would think much of her if word got around the club. Could she ask him to keep this quiet?
"That's a bunch of crap! Man, I won't be able to think about anything but you," Chuck said, tensing his arms and drawing her up to him.
"Oh God, Chuck," Candy whispered, drawing her face to his and kissing him passionately. She didn't care about what her mother had told her about men any more. She wanted Chuck.
Chuck all the time, him fucking her, pawing her, making love to her, kissing her like this. Her heart was beating so loudly she was certain he could hear it.
"Hey, why don't you get dressed and we'll go down to the drive-in for a hamburger or something? We can talk about us all night, if you want."
Candy smiled. Sure, her mother wasn't expecting her for some time anyway.
"Oh yes… I'd like that," Candy said, feeling Chuck slide out of her slackening cunt. He was up, slipping his shorts and black slacks back on. The blonde teen raised herself up, wrapping her arms around her legs and resting her chin on her knees watching him dress. He was so handsome, so muscular! The girl was savoring the warm glow that had settled over her flesh just after coming. Afterglow she thought they called it! What a lovely name!
"Hey, come on. It's gettin' late," Chuck said, chucking her playfully under the chin.
Candy sucked in huge lungfuls of air, looking happily around the rooms.
"Oh, I'm so happy it hurts!" the girl whispered, sliding off the bench and picking up her bikini.
"Well, get dressed and I'll stop off a drugstore and pick something up. Maybe then we'll make your happiness hurt a little more," he said, flashing her a brilliant smile. Candy knew what he was going to get. It gave her a fevered thrill.
Candy dressed hurriedly, showering in the women's dressing room, then slipping into her short skirt and blouse while eyeing the clock. It was nearly eleven. She told her mother she'd be in my midnight if she went out with some of the girls. Candy smiled to herself. Well, she'd be a little late.
"I'm ready," she said, her gym bag slung over one shoulder as Candy stepped into the reception area. Chuck walked up to her and slipped both hands around her waist.
"God, you're nice," he whispered.
Candy stood on tiptoe as he pulled her thin body against him. The blonde teen felt her skirt slide up until her bikini bottom was exposed to his roaming hands. He kissed her passionately. Candy groaned into his mouth, fighting back with her tongue, moving her ass in a soft fucking motion that teased her clit. Yes, yes, she wanted him to stop at the drugstore to pick up those… rubbers! They'd been foolish the first time. No, she didn't want to get knocked up. And with a little luck it wouldn't happen. But the girl didn't want to take a chance. And Chuck's mention of that drugstore trip made her happy.
"Come on. We got some serious eatin' to do," he said, pulling away and guiding her toward the front door.
"Oh yes, yes," Candy whispered happily, resting her head on his shoulder.
It was nearly four in the morning when the blonde teen finally made it home. Peering out the side window of Chuck's Corvette she could see a light burning in the living room window. Her mother was still up! A shock of fear shot through her body.
"You want me to go up with you?" he asked, opening his door and stepping out.
Candy shook her head from side to side. She could just imagine what would happen if her mother were to see Chuck escorting her to the door.
"No, that's fine. I'll see you this evening," she said, trying to hide her nervousness as she crawled out of the sports car.
"If you're sure everything okay…"
"I'm sure… bye," Candy said, waving her hand cheerfully and walking quickly up the walk.
"So, you're finally home," her mother hissed as she shut and bolted the front door. Candy felt her flesh crawl with fear and guilt. The atmosphere in the living room was heavy, tense.
"Mother, I was just out with some friends, that's all. Nothing… happened," Candy said, refusing to look at her mother and starting up the stairs to her bedroom. She didn't want another scene with the older woman. Candy didn't want anything to spoil the recent beautiful memory of all that wonderful fucking. She and Chuck had fucked twice more after that first scene in the spa before coming home.
"Don't you dare run from me!" the woman shrilled, blocking Candy's way to the stairs. The girl flinched, dropping her eyes, still refusing to look at her mother. "Now tell me the truth, did anything… happen? Don't lie!"
Candy felt a rush of anger. How dare her mother quiz her like this? She was eighteen, almost nineteen, just about to enter college. She was an adult… or almost one!
"It's none of your business," the girl answered in a low, quivering tone.
Her mother's eyes widened, registering the surprise and shock she felt at that answer.
"How… dare you?" the older woman hissed, jerking one hand back and slapping Candy hard across the cheek.
The blonde teen staggered from the force of that blow.
"Oh God, how could you?" she whispered, tears springing to her eyes.
"Did anything happen?" her mother repeated, her eyes fixed on Candy's.
"Yes, yes, plenty happened!" the girl retorted, spitting out the words as she watched her mother's face blanch. "In fact, you want me to tell you how we did it… how many times? Oh Mother," Candy went on, nearly hysterical with anger, "you can't believe how good… fucking is."