"Come! Commmmminnnnng,you beautiful bitch!" he crowed.
"Ooohhh, yes, yes, coming!" Trudy cooed back at him with her lips pursed in a pout. Her right hand reached back between the table and her spread thighs and fondled his balls each time they slapped up against her quivering ass cheeks. "Oh, lover, I want you to fill me with your nice hot cum! Give me your cum deep inside my cunt! Ohhh, come, lover, come!"
Hearing her words, Lars felt a surge of excitement shooting through his body, and it pushed him right over the edge.
"Christ! Here it comes!" His prick went into spasms of ecstasy, spurting again and again inside her violently quivering pussy.
Trudy felt the twitchings of her inner muscles, a twitching that was soon darting through her whole body. She moaned out as her come exploded. Lars' slippery cock pounded into her time and time again in rhythm with his grunting voice. Finally he slammed his pelvis up tight against her flexing buttocks, pinning her on his throbbing dick.
"oh, God! Oh, God, soooo gooood!" she whimpered. The young girl was surprised that she had had such an orgasm. She had not been excited by the prospect of fucking this older man at all. Nevertheless she had lost control of herself.
Lars leaned away from the pillows of her ass and watched his softening prick slip wetly from her expanded cunt. There was a small sucking noise as the softening cockhead popped free of the clasping pussy lips, followed by a thin trail of jism seeping from her gaping cunt mouth.
Collapsing down into a chair with a deep sigh of satisfaction, Lars felt fatigue flooding his body. He stared at the young blonde's nakedly exposed ass cheeks with a wistful smile.
"My dear," he groaned, "you can put me on your schedule for every Thursday afternoon."
"I can't do that." Trudy replied, running her fingers into her cunt to get the sensual thrill of his slippery cum.
"You can't? Why not?"
"I'm leaving for America in the morning. I'm going to be a maid there, and make my fortune."
"By being a maid?" he said.
Trudy smiled and pulled up her panties. "Among other things."
CHAPTER TWO
Mona Caine was so nervous that she could hardly breathe. Today was the big day. Reed would be home in a few minutes and they would leave for the airport to pick up Trudy Swenson.
She had been lying in bed for the last half-hour, wildly fist-fucking her cunt and gazing at the picture of Trudy's blonde loveliness. Mona had made herself come three times already.
The bed beneath her naked ass was soaked. She had never gone to such an extreme even in her wildest moments of hot desire. Mona placed Trudy's photograph on the bed and picked up the picture of the smiling couple-the dark, beautiful girl and the handsome guy.
She had looked at that picture while she fucked herself just as much as she had the one of the blonde Swedish girl. She had gone completely out of control as she had fucked her own pussy and massaged her titties to the point of coming again and again. She had done everything to her body, and had reacted like a bitch in heat.
What would Reed say when he found out what she had done? Would he be angry that she had invited the English boy as well as his older sister to America? And if he did.., so what?
She liked cock as well as Reed liked pussy. Why shouldn't she get some young meat?
Mona slowly scooted her feet around and put them down. The thick pile of the bedroom rug felt good between her toes. She stood and looked back at the rumpled bed. Well, she thought as she saw the large wet cum pool where her ass cheeks had lain, I really had myself a fucking time!
The warm spray of the shower felt good cascading down over her body. She carefully washed the insides of her thighs and ass cheeks, almost reluctant to wash away the sticky, warm cum fluid from her soft pussy hair.
As her fingers moved up and down the warmth of the narrow slit between her legs, cleansing it of the thick fluid; the vision of Maria's face mashed tightly between her wide gaping thighs seethed through her lust-filled mind. Her middle finger duplicated the girl's lashing tongue that had flicked so maddeningly at her cuntlips and erect cunt.
Mona leaned back against the tiled wall of the shower and let the needles of spray beat against her huge tits and raise her nipples to hard pebbles of excitement. She could feel them stiffen, grow turgid with the blood of sexual heat, and her finger went a little faster, teasing her throbbing clit, then. kneading it between her thumb and forefinger. She grazed the inside of her, sensitive over-fucked cunt with her middle finger fucking in and out, back and forth.
Then she stopped. She wanted to save it, save it for Trudy. Who knows, she thought, she and her husband might be able to fuck her that very night! She stepped from the shower and briskly dried herself.
Back in the bedroom, Mona brushed out her long, silky red hair before the mirror, letting it drape loosely over her still-taut tits. She smiled, wantonly as one sweet pink nipple peeked coyly out of the strands.
She slipped on a pink bra which lifted her beautiful tits and gave them support, but kept their creamy smooth upper portion bare. She preferred her bras like this, because they were more comfortable on her full figure. Bikini panties were her special love, and she selected a matching pink pair that barely covered her pussy mound and curly russet cunt hair. She had tight ass cheeks that were just right for the skimpy panties.
Ten minutes later she walked down the stairs, fully dressed and absolutely beautiful.
Reed was waiting for her. "Ready?" he smiled. "More than ready, darling," Mona answered. "I hope Trudy Swenson is ready for us," he laughed. "God knows, I'm ready for her!"
"So am I, darling," Mona said, and thought to herself, and next week I'll be more than ready for them!
Charles watched his sister finish the packing. His dick was getting hard as he gazed at her tanned legs and took in the jiggle of her ass cheeks as she moved in the too-tight jeans. JoAnn St. Paul's legs were long and smooth and Charles couldn't think of anything that he wanted more than to bury himself between them. He knew that it wouldn't be very long until he would do exactly that.
JoAnn had a model's figure. She was tall and thin, but well-developed. As he continued to watch her, he thought of that first night, over a year ago, in this very apartment. Their mother had died and JoAnn's brother had come down to London to stay with his older sister.
JoAnn's apartment was a single-room loft in one of the poorer sections of London. The small divider that she had built to separate the bedroom area from the rest of the apartment was really only large enough to mask the bed itself. It was low, and by sitting up on the best Charles could look into the rest of the apartment. He had gone to bed first, leaving JoAnn the fold-out sofa in the living section. But he couldn't sleep. He heard her moving around the apartment and wondered if she would ever go to sleep.
Finally he sat up on his bed to see why his sister was taking so long to get into bed. What he saw was to keep him awake for several more hours, with confusing thoughts racing through his head.
His sister was lying completely naked on the foldout bed, rubbing oil all over her body. There was just enough light in the room for him to be able to see every move she made.
She was well tanned except for the two areas that were hidden from the sun when she was outside. Her body was exactly as Charles had imagined it would be. Her tits were above average size and firm, with nipples that pointed skyward as she lay on the bed. She had one leg bent with her knee in the air, so Charles couldn't see her flat stomach. The legs were beautiful and long. Her ass was round and firm.
As he watched, fascinated, she rolled over to the side of the bed and got something out of her bag. It was a plastic vibrator.