"All right," he agreed. "I'll hold it still for a minute. I'll let you get used to it. I'm going to fuck you though. As soon as your pussy stops hurting, I'm going to fuck away at it."
He pulled at her tits. He teased and taunted her nipples. He kissed her and tongued into her mouth. Then he began fucking again. Her pussy was still sore, but he kept pumping away at her. She finally felt the relief of her juices lubricating the trembling cunt walls. Slowly, feeling returned to her. She could feel the throbs of the long cock as it stretched into her. She could feel the rub of its head on her clit each time he drew back for another plunge. Mitzi began to glow inside. Her body was throbbing as warmly as his cock. She hunched herself against him in tempo with his fuck. She thrust her tits into his frenzied hand, against his taunting fingers.
"Ooooooo!" she heard her voice murmuring. "It's gooood!"
She hadn't said it intentionally. It had just come out. Mitzi felt like her body had taken possession off her mind. She was, not in control of herself, not in control of her feelings. They were surging through her, rising to a passionate peak, driving her toward an explosive climax. She listened to the soft sound of his cock riding in and out of her flowing pussy. She shuddered in delight at each deep plunge of the prick. She felt her pussy throbbing in ecstasy about his cock, responding to the deep throbs which shook inside her.
"Ohhhhhh!" Don was panting. "Ooooohhhh, what a hell of a pussy!"
His body shook frantically, his cock pulsing ready to unload into her. He pulled at her tits. He caressed her ass frantically. He gasped for breath and panted in lustful enjoyment of her young body.
"I'm about to give it to you!" he warned her. "Ohhhh, God, am I about to give you a load!"
Mitzi had never experienced orgasm. She didn't know at that time what exactly she had missed. She only knew that she had missed something. Don's cock unloaded its steaming cum into her. He pumped frantically for a few minutes, then slowly began to withdraw his cock. Mitzi felt that something more needed to happen. The teenager was on the ceiling with no way down. She lay gasping, unable to comprehend her own lack of fulfillment. She looked at the expression of delight on Don's face. She felt his hands gently caress her tits. She looked down at his swollen, but limp pecker.
Was this all there was to fucking? She hoped not. Something more should have happened to her. Surely she should have felt something more than just the heat of his cum.
Mitzi smiled as she leaned into the airplane seat. She had learned, much later, just how much satisfaction there could be in fucking. Her body was tingling now, just thinking of the good hunks of cock she was going to taste in her pussy in the next few weeks. So Carl couldn't resist a sexy ass when he was alone in a distant city. All right! Mitzi would not turn down a good fuck either. She certainly would not turn down a toss in the hay when it might help her build the new partnership into a nationwide complex.
She dozed off, not bothering to watch the movie. She dozed, fantasizing about many pricks, about many men, about great success for herself and for Lorraine. By the time she strapped the seat belt on for the descent to Los Angeles International, she was trembling in anticipation. She would go straight to Lorraine's apartment. She'd wait there for her red-haired friend. Hell, if Lorraine needed an extra girl for tonight she'd be interested in that, too. She might as well learn the business from the ground up.
Mitzi laughed to herself. It wasn't from the ground up, after all. She would learn the business from the bed up.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Mmmmmm," the gorgeous redhead sighed, rolling her fantastic tits into the slender hands that cupped and caressed them. "Mmmmmm, it's been a long time, Mitzi, an awful long time since you had your hands on them."
"There've been some changes," the blond laughed softly. "Last time I played with your tits they weren't half this big."
She leaned over and kissed the ripe flesh, sucking deeply on a luscious nipple. Mitzi let her tongue lap about the areolas. The golden-brown circles around the nipples were even lovelier with the increased fullness of Lorraine's breasts. They still had that delicate, lacy appearance as they accentuated the peaches-and-cream complexion of the red-haired woman, the luscious softness of her tits.
"You've gown a hell of a lot yourself," Lorraine giggled back. "I can remember when I could get a whole tit in my mouth and have room to spare. Your hips have filled out, too. In fact, little Mitzi has developed into a hell of a broad."
Lorraine had been out by the time Mitzi could drive home from the airport. The blond went to her own apartment and paced around, considering whether she should move out and leave the luxurious suite to Carl. She fingered the expensive furnishings. She stepped into the bedroom with its satin and silk and fur appointments. This was her room. This was her apartment. The lease might be in Carl's name, but the furniture and the decorations had been paid for from her substantial savings. Shit no! She was not about to move. Let him come over some weekend and collect his belongings. She would stay. She liked it here a hell of a lot more than he must.
The blond had stalked the apartment like a caged animal as she waited for Lorraine to return.
She wanted to see the redhead and get the partnership agreed on as soon as possible. She also wanted a little action. The weekend of fucking had vanished in the confusion of the Baltimore hotel bar. Mitzi felt an emotional letdown. She had been primed for sex. Now she was back in her apartment and as horny as ever.
She opened her small notebook of telephone numbers and dialed. Perhaps Blake Collins would be in. She thought of the possibility of a quick toss with the young executive and felt her body begin to tingle in anticipation. She smiled as she imagined the shocked pleasure that would spread over his face as she suggested they fuck for a few hours.
Her smile slowly faded as she listened to the continued ringing of his phone. Blake wasn't in. Shit! No one was in but her. Everybody else was out getting fucked. Mitzi grabbed the phone book and found the number for John Acton's motel. She dialed quickly and asked for his room when a soft, classy female voice answered from the motel desk.
"I'm sorry," the velvet voice purred through the phone. "Mr. Acton left just a few minutes ago."
Mitzi thanked her, then slammed the phone down in disgust. She fixed a quick drink and gulped it down on her way to the door. She could get herself fucked. She'd never had any problem with that. Why the hell was she sitting around feeling sorry for herself. There was one quick solution for the horny broad. Out there, in Los Angeles, were millions of men who'd jump at the change to ram their hot cocks between her luscious legs. She walked down the hall and punched the button for the elevator.
She rode alone, disappointed that there had not been one of the young men from the building standing inside the elevator as it stopped for her. That would have made everything a lot easier. It was almost too late to expect a decent pick-up. The bars would be closing shortly. Mitzi cursed the small wait she had been exposed to while arranging her flight back from Baltimore. If she could have walked straight from the hotel to the airport, then she'd have been back in plenty of time. She should have merely pulled into a bar in Inglewood as soon as she arrived. Now she'd have whatever man happened to be left over. She didn't like that idea, didn't like it at all.
The blond stepped out of the elevator into the garage and waved toward the security officer. She smiled as the old man came out to be sure no one lurked about, ready to grab the beautiful young blond. Mitzi smiled toward the old man, tempted to walk over and invite him up to her apartment when he went off duty. He'd always been so careful to take care of her. She owed him a good fuck. She had taken a step toward him when Lorraine's Cadillac came wheeling into the garage. The blond stepped back onto the curb and watched her red-haired friend park.