"Animal," she said, and smiled warmly. Her pink nipples stiffened when he said the word "pussy". She slid her sheer panties down, exposing a bush of wet hair that marked a perfect triangular arrow, pointing directly to an already moistening cunt. Her thighs were white-white, firm and long. Her belly was flat and beginning to heave a little faster now in expectation of that hot-blooded cock she knew he was warming beneath the bed covers. The center of the bed was swelling to the shape of a miniature tent.
"Come get fucked, sweet woman. You'll feel better afterwards, and then we'll talk."
She rolled her nylons down with teasing movements, and then slid in between the sheets. He felt her lips peel open as the tip of her tongue drove firmly against his teeth. She wriggled it in circles inside his mouth, licking slowly at his palate.
His hands slipped down her back until he felt his fingers moving on the supple cheeks of her ass, and he held them for a moment, lifting the soft mounds of flesh, then massaging them. He dug his, strong fingers firmly into the rounded cheeks, separating them widely before probing one joint of the finger until her ass-hole was lubricated smoothly, and she came wildly alive.
She lifted the covers while he was doing this and stared down at the thumping head of his cock
pressing strongly into the swell of her thigh Nancy. licked the palm of hand with her wet tongue
and gripped the hardness of the thick, hot prick.
She felt his breath coming faster on her cheek, and then his tongue was. lashing about in her mouth, tasting the sweet juices other saliva.
His big hand dosed on her lit, and he played with it gently, elongating the nipple between two fingers. At her asshole, his other hand worked a finger up to the second joint…
She panted into his mouth, her tongue seeking his, as if to calm it. Their tongues met and they licked each other, making wet sounds with their juices. His body lifted, his cock searching for the warmth of her wet cunt. And then she felt his prick glide into the lubricated ache of her gash, searching deep into her hole, finding its snug home when her cunt-lips. hugged at its very base. Her nails clawed at his back, reaching downward until they met his ass. She brought her fingers under his body and found his ass-hole. She circled it gently with the tip of her finger. One finger found the hole. in, out. In, out.
She adapted her own rhythm fucking motion, gyrating her hips and wet-haired cunt mound in time with his movements, allowing herself to savor every moment of his withdrawals, his slow plunge a. She settled herself for his first come as he drove his prick more securely into her heavily juiced hole.
Revolving his hips, he made his cock rotate in a circle inside that hot, clinging pussy. She ground
against his prick, clenched and unclenched her hole on it as his ass-diddling finger sent great shocks up and down her spine. Her cut was swollen to bursting, and. she rubbed it harder into his crotch hair.
Now his cock stopped its motion and stuck rigidly inside her fuck-hole, as if trapped in the fleshy cunt walls embracing it.
She came once, and then again, moaning on his mouth; but she didn't want him to come. Not yet. All the muscles in her stomach, cunt and ass were rolling and gyrating at the same time, but in different directions and she was coming for a third time, the floodgates opening widely, the juices flowing freely.
Then, in a giant gush, she felt like she was drowning in his sperm. She made a funny little sound as the thick jizz hit home.
Wanton with lust, she then licked his limp cock dry of her own syrupy cunt-juice and his cum. She licked until his prick hardened and he came again, shooting jizz deep into her mouth, and she swallowed hard against its thick, buttery gush.
That was in truth what had happened the night before with Weindorf, but she couldn't bring herself to tell Nathan the truth. She turned her head away and was quiet for a moment.
CHAPTER NINE
Nancy stretched out on her back, looking at him. She seemed to have a new tenderness in her eyes. He unfastened her belt and her dressing gown slid open. She put her arms around him, pulled him down to her.
"Baby, baby," she murmured heatedly. Already her nipples were hardening in their dark circles. His
fingers played on them as if they were piano keys, and she gasped softly. His hot, moist tongue soon replace the fingers There was that insistent pounding deep within her cunt.
Then his tongue was lower, weaving around the small wet spire of her cut, and he expertly vibrated it between his lips, letting his tongue thrust farther into the slithery saltiness of her gash.
"Oh, God! Ooh, God!" she moaned.
Then he gripped the bobbing cunt between his teeth, nibbling it gently.
"Bite," Nancy hissed between clenched teeth. "Bite it off, hon."
His mouth ate deeper into her wet, fleshy gash, sucking, biting, gasping. He moved around until Nancy had his hot cock in her mouth, gulping it. Her jaws locked his prick like a vise, wouldn't let. go of the bobbing meat. Together, that way, they came gloriously.
He held her close, his lips buried beneath her ear.
"Did… did you have someone last night?" she asked.
"No, darling. Of course not," he said. "I stayed away for… you know, for the producer. I went home with Buck Pappas, slept late, and took care of some things this afternoon. You know the rest."
Suddenly, her eyes were shining. She believed him and was happy. She snuggled deeper into his embrace. And a warmth that only Nathan seemed able to give her crept over her body. Only this man
could make her feel all woman
Later, Nancy was all sweetness and affection; and Nathan too.
"I'm in love. I'm in love. I'm in love," she sang and bounced around the room. He laughed and caught up with her and patted her on the naked ass. She was a sight to see, he thought, with her flimsy dressing gown streaking out behind her and all creation open in front.
He was pretty well fucked out. But he kept a careful look at the time. He still hadn't had, a chance to get out and call the girl piano player. He hated to do that to Buck Pappas, but he felt compelled to keep the appointment with Paulette.
Maybe Nancy would dress and go out shortly, he thought. She usually headed off for coffee with the girls about now; if she didn't have a date br something. But she didn't show any immediate sign of leaving.. Finally, he asked her, "Sugar, aren't you going out?"
"No!" she said, just like that. "Why?"
"Nothing. You usually see the girls. I've got to get to the club soon. About thirty minutes."
"I'm not going out tonight, and maybe not ever again.
"Whoa. That's harsh."
"I've found my man."
She grabbed him and hugged him and kissed him full on the lips. She gently used the tip of her tongue and licked his eyelids, his earlobe, and gain kissed his lips.
Bitch, silly or not, she was sweet, he thought.
Her eyes were all bright and shining. Finally, she let go and went into the kitchen. He hopped into the shower, came out and started dressing. He smelled food. "Hey, what's that?" he called out.
She came in with a plate full of ham, eggs, and cheese sandwiches. They looked good. He started in on them hungrier than usual. She went back for coffee. This was something, Nathan was thinking. Food in this apartment was always every man for himself. Now here was Nancy acting like a regular housewife or something.
Nancy stood there watching him eat. She refastened her gown belt. "Darling," she said. "I'm going to stay home tonight, write some letters, and wait for you. If I go to sleep, I'll get up and fix you something to eat. And tomorrow night, I'm going to cook you a nice dinner."