"Aw, come on, Penny. I've been fuckin' all night and all morning," he responded and collapsed on the bed.
"Steve, you can't let me down now," she pleaded.
"If I had an ounce of sap left, I'd give it to you. But I'm so damn exhausted… and sore too that I just can't do it."
Penny stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. The twins jumped to their feet, with frightened looks on their faces as she swept through the bedroom to the bathroom. Then she suddenly turned and faced them; her fists pressed into her hips and a mad expression on her face. "Get Mr. Lagarde," she said through clenched teeth. "Tell him I want to see him right away."
The children, stumbled over each other in their haste to do as she ordered. She was suddenly much taller, in their eyes, than before. Fierce and dangerous-looking too. They ran to fetch Paul without wasting a second on the way.
Penny didn't realize how frightened she looked, or that the children would be asked to give a reason for her urgent command. But when Paul entered the room, she suddenly realized that he looked upset and nervous and she couldn't understand why.
"Close the door," she said, walking to the lounge and suddenly finding herself nervous too. The twins were behind Paul, peeking into the room as he closed the door on their curious stares.
"What's wrong, Penny?" Paul asked nervously.
"I'll tell you what's wrong! Either you stop playing games with me… " she gulped, almost in tears, "… or.. or send me a stud! I can't take this." She broke down and cried.
"Oh, Penny," Paul said, sitting beside her on the lounge and coaxing her into his arms. "I thought something terrible had happened, or that you were sick."
"Well…?" she sobbed.
Paul buried her face against his chest and bugged her tight. "Do you think it's been easy for me?" he whispered. "I've been going out of my mind too. And I don't have anyone to blame but myself."
Penny couldn't bring herself to look at him now. She was ashamed of the way she had gone about all this. But she felt her clothes being opened and there was an instant of hesitation when she instinctively tightened up to hamper him. Only an instant though. Even she had to laugh at herself for that move.
Once on the bed, she brushed away the tears and watched Paul strip. Their eyes met and she grinned at him. He smiled warmly back and continued to undress. "You must think I'm terrible," she said between sniffles.
"That's where you're wrong," Paul replied, standing next to the bed with his big, fat prick jutting out at her. "When I met you, you said you were bored with sex. I wanted you then. But not while you were bored. Now… "
He climbed on top of her, his open mouth covering hers and their tongues began fighting for possession of her mouth. He carefully spread her legs apart with his and brought his spear to the junction of her legs.
Penny felt the hot, thick meat press against her legs, poke at her yielding slit, then slide up toward her stomach. Paul was sucking the breath from her, his hands squeezing the ache from her breasts, and she was going weak all over. There was a trace of fear too, as she felt the thickness and length of his big cock pressing against her stomach. Maybe it was too big, she thought as every crazy thought began to possess her mind.
The juices flushed from her body when the giant mushroom head returned to the entrance of her longing cunt. Then it parted the lips and began moving into the heat of her body. She quickly lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist to ease the strain of the tight fit. But she felt the walls of her cunt stretch around the smooth, blunt shaft and it felt so good that she began to float into a soft, mushy dreamlike trance. His mouth never moved from hers and his hands milked constantly at her throbbing tits. Deeper and deeper he drove his spike, until she felt it pressing at her brain.
There wasn't enough room inside her cunt to allow for the expanding muscle to throb, she thought. Each throb was like an orgasm. And the tempo of the orgasm was getting quicker and quicker. She wanted to scream, but his tongue was deep in her throat. Her body twitched uncontrollably now. Her nails dug into his back and her heels pressed him deeper into her body. So deep it hurt but it hurt so good, she decided. All her orgasms were building into one, gigantic climax, and it was going to coincide with his final thrust and throb of the shaft of meat was lodged in her body.
Paul took his mouth from hers, both gasping in the other's ear for air. He slid one hand from her breast down to her ass and held tight, forcing her ass up as he drove his body down, deeper and harder. Then his cannon exploded and Penny went wild. Their bodies bounced and churned in a frantic release of the dammed-up juices. The ache of desire was quenched, but the thrill was imprinted on their brains. Paul kissed and sucked at Penny's tits, while she remained motionless with the complete satisfaction he had pumped into her body. His warm mouth at this point only made the whole experience seem more delicious and more lasting. She could feel his thick cock shrinking in the walls of her cunt as it Slowly lost its stiffness. Then finally it slipped out, sending a chill up Penny's back. A delicious chili, making her feel all warm and mushy.
"Mmmmmm… Paul… it was worth waiting for."
But her lover wasn't finished with the pleasures he wanted to give her. His mouth slid down her stomach, between her legs and covered the cave his big cock had just vacated. His talented tongue whipped into the slit, sweeping and swirling the combination of their juices around her insides.
"Ooohhhh… Paul!" Penny cried with delight.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Monday afternoon turned into a big frustration for Charles P. Kingston. His wife had returned from her trip and kept calling him to see if he had heard from Penny and Steve. When he explained that he hadn't, she complained each time that he was neglecting the children. Then at two o'clock he received a collect call from Puerto Rico. It was Steve calling to inform his father that he was about to get married. There was a pause, as Steve waited for his father to explode with rage and criticism, and his father searched for something to say. The news hardly disturbed the elder Kingston at all, even when Steve asked him to wire money. But by the time Steve put Liz on the phone, his father was over the initial shock and welcomed her to the family with all his blessings, which suddenly seemed to be the thing to say, though he had never met the girl.
But within the same hour he received a call from Las Vegas, and was completely shaken by his daughter's announcement that she too had eloped. He felt as though his whole world had suddenly crumbled in around him. Paul Lagarde's voice infuriated him, but he covered his hatred and wished them happiness. His conscience wouldn't let him do otherwise, for far I would be exposed.
Penny got back on the phone and talked father for a while, surprised to hear that Steve had also decided to get married at the very same time. She could detect the despair in his voice and knew the reason for it.
"Now, Daddy, I don't want you to feel upset or depressed by what's happened. Paul and I are going to spend a week here in Las Vegas and then fly to Hawaii for two weeks. But as soon as we get back, I want you to plan on spending the next weekend with us at Paul's house up in the Thousand Islands. I promise you'll have a fantastic time there. It straightened out your son and daughter, and I just know it will help you immensely."
When Penny put the receiver down she looked up into the surprised but grinning face of her new husband.
"Penny," Paul said, shaking his head in disbelief, "you absolutely fracture me. In one breath you tell me I have to sell the island and do away with all my interests in sex education, and in the next breath you invite your father to spend a weekend at my 'terrible' island."