He had a point there. Every time I moved my ass, his fingers jammed more tightly up my pussy, and a new flood of heat roared through my body, starting at my cunt and spreading warmly all over me.
"Just close your eyes and relax, and I guarantee I'll have you warmed up in a minute," he promised.
I closed my eyes and imagined what was happening to my slurping cunt.
My mind drew a picture of a big, hairy cunt with bright red lips, an aggressive, assertive organ, the way I imagined my cunt. But instead of imagining fingers stuffing their way inside of it, I saw something else – something a lot more exciting. The panties had been pushed away and the cunt was open, hairily pared for some sweet thing to penetrate it. All of a sudden, a huge, throbbing cock loomed and rammed into the cunt, the pussy lips closing gratefully around the surging prick, grabbing onto the pounding shaft with a drooling lock.
From that moment on I couldn't focus on anything but the image of what I imagined his cock to be like, a long marble column with freckles on it and a shockingly blue vein coursing along the underside, a beautiful prick jutting from a clump of red hair and supporting a pair of egg-sized balls.
And when I opened my eyes I had to blink a couple of times to make sure they still weren't closed. Because before me was the same prick I had just been thinking about. He'd undone his fly and pulled his cock out of his pants, balls and all, and placed his stiff prick right under my nose.
At first, I was immobilized by how stunned I was, but when he gave me an extra thrust of his gooey fingers up my creaming cunt, I threw myself instinctively onto his burgeoning cock and began sucking it, feeling the knotty head fill my throat with its muscular bulge.
I could only think of his stiff cock and the pulsing thrill that was growing in my pussy. I was responding like a bitch in heat.
Because of the odd position in which I dangled, it was a lot easier to swallow his tremendous cock whole. Almost instantly I found my nibbling lips pressing against the hairy pouch of his throbbing balls as I had his prick all the way to the hilt in my slobbering mouth.
It was difficult for me to suck upward, so when I did, it was all the more slower and agonizing for him, his foreskin being dragged by my clutching lips only a fraction at a time until, by the time I got to the end of his cock, the head of his prick was about ready to spurt, teased into a state of unbearable tension as it pulsated between my lips.
Then, just as he was on the verge of filling my mouth with hot cum, I would prolong the agony by swooping downward in less than a second, temporarily drowning his struggling cock in a lake of my sticky saliva.
Then, I started up again, mercilessly boring down on him again, his prick seeming to grow an inch in stiffness with each repetition of my exquisite torture.
But it was all a game I was playing with my mouth because I knew where I wanted his engorged cock to finish its pounding, ejaculating a creamy stream of jizz at the end of its final flex in my cunt, spraying my insides with his gooey sauce. I put my hands to his cock, feeling where it entered my puckered lips, and began sliding it out, feeling its dimensions slide through my mouth, the knotty, bulging head lingering throbbingly before it popped out.
"Fuck me," I rasped. "Stick it in my cunt. Fuck me!"
Out of the corner of my eye I could see him clamber over into the back seat so he could get a shot at me. Quickly he was hovering over my back, pulling down my panties, his hot breath against the back of my neck as he guided his hot, hard prick between the engorged lips of my pussy and securely into my cunt, filling my pussy with stiff cock.
I could feel him jam into me again and again, the position we were in allowing his long cock to penetrate me to the maximum, which in his case was at least ten inches. My cunt throbbed from the battering it was taking from the concrete head of his cock as he pounded away at me like a jack hammer, shattering my throbbing loins with one thrust after another up my pulsing grateful cunt. Oh, God, I was delirious as I did everything I could to get his cock up me further, wiggling my ass and screwing down on his prick like I was going to swallow his cock and balls with my voracious cunt.
And then I gasped for breath as I realized that his cock had, incredibly, just grown some more inside me, fantastically thickening and stretching as it stretched the cavity between my legs into a cavern, pushing the limits of my cunt and womb all the way up to my throat it seemed. Sweet Jesus, he was getting ready to come – I could feel it! And soon the creamy warmth of his jizz would be coating my insides.
His voice abruptly interrupted my reverie as he said, "I'm ready to come… and I've got a little trick that'll take you right along with me. You game?"
Was I game? Gamey was more like it. I'd do anything to trigger the explosion of his creaming prick in my cunt. I certainly didn't need any help in coming, but a little extra fuel in the tank never hurts, so I begged him to do whatever he wanted to me.
But it was almost more than I bargained for when suddenly I felt something cold and metallic nudging my asshole, the sensitive flesh recoiling in tight puckering.
"What's that?" I asked.
"My other pistol," he chuckled and I realized that he was in the process of sticking the barrel of his service revolver up my ass, fucking me with his gun and cock at the same time.
Well, why not, it suddenly occurred to me as I murmured, "Uh huh," and dreamily wiggled my ass to trap his cock in my cunt even more securely and invite him to explore with his rod up my tight, waiting asshole.
The coldness of his gun only lasted a brutal shocking moment as it slid like ice up my throbbing asshole. But just as quickly as it seemed as though my guts would freeze and shatter from the chilling shock. The friction from his gun barrel sliding up and down my asshole seemed to cause sparks which ignited fires all through me, culminating in an inferno between my legs, my ass a molten knot of pounding fury, and my cunt stuffed to the slimy brim with a big, sweet cock.
My coming started just before his so that I was able to field his climax. My cunt smothered and choked his cock, wringing it dry of every gooey drop of jizz and pulling it further and further inside me as he came and came again. Oh, it was delicious as my cunt literally popped with pleasure.
O'Hara was certainly right, the combination of his gun barrel fucking me in the ass, while his cock reamed out my voracious cunt, had gotten me off… spectacularly.
But he wasn't finished, working the gun barrel up my self-lubricating asshole long after his cock had stopped spurting and was growing limp inside my pussy. I wondered what he was doing and then started imagining in my uncontainable lust whether it was possible to come separately in my ass. I could envision a tightening of those vise-like muscles in my rectum and then an explosion of release, starting from my bowels and blowing like a stiff wind through my asshole. "Hee, hee," I couldn't help giggling, "it sounds just like a fart."
"What'd you say, baby," he asked as he continued to pump his revolver up my willing ass.
"Oh… nothing… nothing," I, moaned, "just keep shoving. Fill my ass with your iron."
"Gladly," he said, jabbing further and at the same time reactivating his dick, which now started to grow harder in my cunt, replenishing itself for another pounding fuck.
The motions of intense sex started again, the jack-hammer probing of his two rods and the jiggling movement of my ass as the renaissance of our fuck began.
And then suddenly I thought we had gone too far, that O'Hara had lost his mind in the erotic agony I was putting him through and had killed me. That was the first thing that went through my mind when I heard the explosion – I thought he'd gotten so excited he'd pulled the trigger of his gun and filled my ass with hot lead.