She guided his hands to her tits. He caressed them, squeezed and pulled at each nipple in turn. He sucked her tits until she moaned with delight. Her knees parted again, as if they had a will of their own. She forced his fingers between her legs.
"Oh, my cunt is burning, Harry. I need the fire of your cock to put out the fire in my cult!"
Harry reveled in the wetness of her cunt. His cock would slip in so easily, like lava in a volcano.
"I'm all wet down here," she told him unnecessarily. "Can you do something for me, Harry?"
She opened her thighs wider and arched her swollen cunt upward.
"That's right, little lady," Harry sighed. "Open your cunt lips so I can get a good look at your pussy meat. Use your fingers to spread your cunt lips for me."
Harry brought his face closer to her moist pussy. Her fingers pulled her cunt lips apart as he had instructed her. Her clit was fully erect, glistening with fuck juice. The view of her pink inner slit sent hot electric sparks of lust shooting through Harry. His tongue shot out. He shoved his face into her cunt. It was time to get down to serious business.
He pushed his tongue out and wiggled it. Lisa sucked in her breath. Her hands fell away from her cunt. Harry stared at it hungrily.
His hand went to her knees, and he pressed her legs back. Slowly, he slid his hands down until they captured her nicely rounded asscheeks. She ached for more. She arched her ass upward, feeling his hot breath in her swollen crevice. He kneaded her firm cheeks, sending a probing finger into her asshole.
Lisa quivered and jumped, feeling more cunt juice leak out of her cunt. Without touching his lips to her spread cunt lips, Harry jabbed at them with his tongue. She writhed and twitched. Her whole ass shook; her knees wobbled. Slowly he wiggled his tongue up to her stiffened clit and stroked it teasingly. She jumped again, her thighs trembling uncontrollably. He pulled back and kissed the warm flesh all around her pussy.
"Oh, Harry, you're killing me," she moaned. "I can't take this torture. Please, stuff your prick in my cunt, Harry. Stuff your cock up my pussy and make me feel you rip me apart!"
"Not just yet," Harry said. "There's plenty of time for jamming my cock into you. Right now, I've got a few other ideas."
Harry fastened his mouth on her eager cunt and began to feed. Her moans and quivers drove him on. She had to be the horniest, lustiest female he had ever come across. He'd never get enough of her willing body.
"I love it! Eat me out, Harry!"
"More, more, Harry!"
Beneath her splayed ass, Harry's fingers dug into her flesh. He found her asshole again and wormed his finger into the opening. Lisa whimpered. She wiggled. She squirmed. She moaned. Her cunt throbbed against the pressure of his driving tongue. Her shrieks of delight only fueled Harry's insatiable need to eat out her cunt, to spark her to violent orgasm. He manipulated his finger inside her tight asshole, sending tremors through every nerve cell of her body.
Her control was ebbing. Her legs kicked and shuddered against Harry's ears and shoulders. She had gone over the edge. If asked, she wouldn't have known her own name. All she knew was the driving, aching, desperate demand of her cunt to be reamed out, by tongues, by pricks, by just about anything.
Her hands in Harry's hair told him she was about to come. His mouth knew it for a fact a second later. He sucked in all of the fuck juice he could.
"Aaaauuugghh!" Lisa wailed. "Ooohh, aaahh, oh, God, help me! Help me! I'm insane! It feels… feels, oh, it's paradise! It's shittin' paradise!"
Harry sprang to his feet next to her wiggling body. He bent his knees and lowered his cock to her mouth. Her eyes were closed as she thrashed back and forth, not noticing his descending prick.
"Take it!" he hissed.
Somewhere in Lisa's pleasure-slogged brain she caught the unmistakable scent of a prick. Her mouth opened automatically. His swollen cock was just an inch away from her lips. Slowly, she opened her eyes to stare at him.
She smiled at his thick, fat prick. He was going to come!
Gobs and gobs of white sticky cum flew at her and landed on her forehead, her nose, her cheeks, her chin. Some of it even got into her mouth.
"Aarrgghh!" Harry shouted. "That was the best!"
Lisa sent greedy fingers to her face, eagerly scooping up as much of the precious cum as she could find. Then she inserted each finger in turn in her mouth, licking each one dry, as though it were a tiny prick. She stretched broadly and exhaled. It had been a wonderful night. And, she noted, they had lucked out. No one had come by the store window. She didn't know what she would have done if someone had seen them humping.
But Harry had other ideas. "You're not leaving?" he asked.
Lisa noted the glint in his eyes and clapped her hands together like an excited child. "You mean you've got more to come, Harry?"
"To come is precisely right, my dear," Harry said.
He kissed her cheek. Then he spread his body over hers. She reached around him and felt the firmness of his ass.
Harry's prick was hard once again. He was going to ream out her cunt this time.
He kneaded her pliant tits. In seconds, he was sucking them with his mouth and teeth. Her nipples quickly doubled in size at his touch. He was sending her into a realm of pure sensation once again.
Harry realized before she did that she was shifting her hips to accommodate him. His cock strained tote enclosed in her warm, supple pussy. Lisa's hands were in his hair, stroking the sides of his head, caressing everything within her reach.
He nudged her knees apart. She raised them without thinking. He eased his huge prick toward her tingling cunt.
At first, his prick was on automatic, jamming in and out of her wet, warm pussy of its own volition. Then he shifted into over-drive. His strokes had her shrieking, begging, pleading for more.
He rammed hard and deep. The floorboards beneath the carpet squeaked and groaned in protest. Harry only reamed harder and deeper. When he came this time, his hot, boiling cum filled her cunt and rolled out onto his cock.
Lisa was coming again. How many times he had brought her off, she did not know. She had lost count after the tenth. Her only reality was the spasming cunt between her legs and the throbbing prick that had brought her release.
"Oh, Harry," she sobbed against him. "You're so good. So damned good."
"I think they think so too," Harry grinned. Lisa shot him a look, her suspicions confirmed at once by the direction of Harry's gaze. He was looking at the storefront window.
"Oh, my God," she groaned. Staring in at them were two lewdly grinning maintenance men. They saw her looking at them, and they began applauding!
"I think they liked our, little show," Harry said.
Tears of shame rolled down Lisa's face. How could he be so casual about it?
"Let's give them an encore," he suggested.
"You're out of your mind, Harry!"
"On the contrary," he said, "I'm going to send you out of your mind."
His fingers closed on her cunt. She tried to resist the feather-light touch against her clit, but it was a hopeless battle. She suddenly didn't care who was watching. They could call the local news team and put them on the eleven o'clock report. All she knew was that had to have more of Harry's magnificent prick.
Her last sane thought before he drove her to orgasm once again was that each of the maintenance men had shot off their wads against the shoe store's window.
CHAPTER FIVE
"I want you to take over for me on this customer," Harry whispered to Lisa as she stepped into the storeroom to get another box of shoes. "I'll take the one you've got."
Lisa rubbed her body suggestively against her boss. They were out of sight of the two customers in the store – not that Lisa would have minded too much if they could be seen. The lesson she had learned in the store window last night was the more the merrier.