"Aiiieeee!" Rona squealed as the full length of his large cock penetrated her. "Oh Jesus! Ohhh! Uh! Oh shit, yes, fuck me! God, I'm going to come again!"
Mike mashed her quivering body against his and slid her up and down on his thick pole until she began to squeal and moan with coming. She clawed his back and bit her lower lip as a fresh orgasm wrenched her.
"Gggghh! Oh God! Oh shit, it's so big! Uh!" she squealed, jumping up and down on his cock.
Her wet velvety cunt was very tight. Mike gasped as he felt it pinch his upthrusting cock. But he had already come so much a few minutes earlier that he wasn't in any quick danger.
Still keeping his prick in her tight slit, he lifted her body and put her on her back on the bed. Then he flung her legs up in the air and began to ream her violently. Rona went out of her mind with pleasure.
"Oh! Ungh! Oh!" she gasped as he plowed her cunt brutally.
Her heels flailed in the air. Her ass rose off the mattress. The bed quaked and rocked. Mike fucked her that way until she had another screeching climax. Then he let her legs flop back to the bed and began to fuck her more gently.
Rona was on a plateau of sexual surrender, swooning with passion. She scissored her legs around his thighs, begging him to keep it up.
"Ohhhnnnn, fuck me forever, baby!" she moaned. "Fuck me good. Fuck me long. Yesssss!"
Every once in a while her thighs would clench, her body would stiffen. She would gasp and be wrenched by yet another small orgasm.
He fucked her that way for about half an hour. Then the tempo began to pick up again. Her passion grew more savage. He knew an explosive climax was not far off. He began to rip his huge prick into her viciously. Howls of pleasure tore from her throat.
"OH!" she shrieked. "Oh God, fuck me with it! Rip that gigantic thing into me, honey! Cram my cunt with it! Yesssss! Ungh! Rape me, baby, rape me!"
He gave her what she wanted. He had never fucked such a wildcat in his life before. He held her squirming body tight and drilled her so feverishly with his hammering cock that he thought she would scream.
Instead, the uprush of a new climax knocked the breath out of her. She wheezed as her flexing body exploded with coming. And this time her spuming cunt muscles pinched his fuck and sucked the jism right out of him.
He jammed his spurting cock deep into her, their bodies crashing furiously together as the bombshells ripped them apart. The shocking jolts of the double climax locked their pumping groins together.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" Rona whimpered as the intensity began to weaken.
Mike slumped on top of her. He felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him.
"Mmmmmm, Joyce doesn't know what she's missing," Rona giggled softly.
She coiled her sensual body around him, unwilling to let his prick slip out of her. And he didn't want it to come out either. Maybe if he left it in, it would soon get stiff again. He had forgotten all about Joyce, and he was a little mad at Rona for reminding him of her.
CHAPTER THREE
After another two or three days Joyce was so horny again that it was almost as if the episode with Mike on the phone hadn't happened. One of her friends at work, Carla Ross, who knew Mike was out of town, invited her to a party that was being given that Friday night. And Joyce jumped at the chance to go, frying not to seem too eager.
Even getting dressed for the party was incredibly exciting. She felt butterflies in her stomach, like a school girl. After taking a shower, she stood naked in front of her full-length mirror, unable to keep from smirking.
"You're going to be fucked tonight, Joyce," she whispered to her reflection. "By somebody you've never met before. He's going to fuck you, and fuck you!"
A sharp tremor of erotic excitement shook her.
Her large nipples stiffened visibly, and her cunt grew wet. She ran her hands over her naked flesh. She knew she had a luscious body, the kind men creamed their pants aver.
Her breasts were high and firm and round. They were large enough to turn heads but not so big that they sagged. Her coral-colored nipples were big protruding buds, at the moment erect with excitement. Her waist was incredibly slim, her belly flat and silky.
She ran her hands over her full hips and tawny thighs, tickling the sensitive inner flesh with her fingers. She fluffed her glossy patch of pubic hair with her fingertips, spreading her thighs in order to glimpse the fucking pink lips of her moist slit.
She could almost imagine the thick fleshy pole of a man's stiff cock sticking out of it. The idea made her tremble all over. She rubbed one forefinger up and down in her wet furrow, watching her glistening cuntlips blossom.
"God, I can't wait!" she gasped out loud.
But she knew she had to control herself. If she got too worked up, she'd be tempted to grab the first man she saw at the party and head for the nearest bedroom.
Taking a few deep breaths to regain some self-control, she drew her hands away from her smoldering pussy. She did one last pirouette in front of the mirror. Her eyes lingered on the high round moons of her naked as.
Maybe I'll even let him fuck me there, she thought daringly. She felt her asshole clench involuntarily at the thought. She had never let even Mike do that. But she felt so horny she really didn't care where the guy fucked her, as long as he did into her over and over again.
Quickly she got dressed. She put on her red bikini panties and a short skirt. On top she wore a red silk blouse that fell seductively around her firm breasts and showed off her large protruding nipples.
"Wow!" Carla said when she picked her up.
She stared at Joyce's scantily clothed body. Her eyes lingered on Joyce's swaying breasts so long that Joyce began to blush. It felt more like a man was staring at her boobs than a woman.
"What's the matter?" Joyce asked. "Too daring?"
"Not if you have in mind being abducted by a motorcycle gang and being carried off to a three-day gang bang," Carla said, grinning. "Jesus, girl, you should leave a little to their imagination!"
"I… I'll change into something else," Joyce said.
She was really very shy by nature. She knew it wasn't like her to dress like this. It shocked her, now that she thought about it, almost as much as it shocked Carla. On the other hand, she noticed that Carla herself wasn't exactly dressed for church.
Even though she wore a bra, Carla had on a tight sweater that showed every curve of her full outthrusting breasts. In fact, the lines of her bra under the sweater made it even sexier than wearing no bra would have done. And the pants she was wearing were so tight that you could see the crack in her ass and a hint of the groove of her cunt in her crotch.
"Oh, don't be silly," Carla said. "You look great. Even I never realized you had such gorgeous titties until now."
Taking Joyce by surprise, Carla reached out and put her hand on one of Joyce's breasts. She squeezed the firm globe through the cloth of Joyce's blouse. Then she withdrew her hand quickly, acting as if it were a completely normal thing to do.
Joyce was flabbergasted. But she thought it would seem ridiculously innocent of her to say anything. So she tried to ignore it.
"Shall we go?" she said, angry with herself for the timid sound of her voice.
"Let's," Carla grinned.
Carla drove. On the way, she told Joyce to remember that whatever happened at the party, they should be sure to go home together.
"Gee, you're making me think that gang of motorcycle rapists you were talking about will really be there," Joyce said.
"Oh, it's not that," Carla said. "It's just that you don't know any of the people there. And I only know a few of them. I don't think it would be a good idea for either of us to go home with a stranger. No matter how much fun he is."