Driving back to the luxury of Carefree Inn
Paulette snuggled close to his shoulder and said to him, "Darling, I know you must pay bills. Would five hundred cover part of them?"
"It'd be a damn good start, honey," he said. He had deliverately avoided mentioning money again, just to see what she would do.
"You can send it tomorrow. I'll give you some travelers' checks. When you do, write to your friend and tell him that you're giving up the apartment."
Now Nathan was surprised, but he tried hard to avoid showing it. "You really want me to, darling?"
"Yes. I know you feel a responsibility for your friend. But give him plenty of notice."
"What about my things?"
"You can pick them up sometime."
"Well! Now that that is settled, may I ask two questions? First, how long will we be out here riding the range? Second, just where do you plan to stable me?" He had to play it cool. The five hundred was just about what he had been aiming to ask for as a starter.
"The answer to both questions can wait until tomorrow." She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I love you," she said. "Do you love me?"
"The answer to that can wait until we get back to the room, then I'll tell you."
She was happy with that. He decided he would lay it on good once they got back. For five hundred bucks, he could tell her he loved her, easy.
"Darling, I want tonight to be special," she
whispered gently.
"Empress, whatever you want you get!"
It was special all right, he later found out. It was nearly dawn when they finished.
The suites were furnished with beds that had real honest-to-goodness bedposts. Period furniture. After she got the tape on good and proper and wrapped it arouhd the bedposts, Paulette started by tickling and massaging his naked body. Then she got to lightly spanking his thighs and pelvis with the strap. "Let, up, Empress," he said. "You're hurting me!"
Please let me," she begged. "I love to make love to you!"
She started in again. Nathan. knew now for sure. The gal had it bad, and he could see the passion cover her eyes. She had her mouth open, and was already in a state of ecstasy. He'd already decided that he would endure. Maybe there was at least another five hundred from where the one promised came. Finally he could not help it. He really jerked against the tape,
but it could not be jerked loose.
When she saw him struggling, she eased up and went back to massaging his body and kissing him. He stopped pulling against the tape. God, he thought, what a freak!
It was near dawn when she finally finished and took the tape off his arms. He got up; showered, and brushed his teeth. That bitch! His wrists and ankles were sore from the tape. He showed then to her accusingly. She rubbed them, gently clucking.
"Poor Nathan," she said. "Do I hurt you so?"
He got a cigarette and sat down. He wanted to discuss it with her, but didn't know how to put it. He had little use for head-shrinkers, he was thinking, but this was something that had him perplexed. He always figured as long as he heard the right chords when it came to sex, he didn't care what kind of hangups the piece of ass of the moment had.
He decided to let the conversation go for a few minutes. He had a few hangups of his own to take care of right now; He wanted to fuck her. An ecstatic whimper of eagerness fled her lips when she saw what he had in mind, and she pulled her knees wide apart, placed a forefinger along eithet side of her cunt, spreading her cunt-lips as he lowered his weight into the cradle of her upraised thighs.
He had never known any female to accept the male prick into her cunt with the demonstrative willingness of Paulette Du Bois. The instant his cock-head kissed the fiery flesh of her waiting pussy, animal heat began flushing upward from her in forceful waves. His cock penetrated a thin moment, and a half-whispered scream sounded from her lips, like she was fucking for the first time! Her thighs jerked against his hips and her face screwed into a mask of passion. He hadn't managed a half-dozen strokes before her maniac movements told him she was again in orgasm.
He eased forward in a single gliding thrust that sent the full length of his cock into the juicy hotness of her fuck-hole. Her half scream became a
banshee wail of feverish joy, and with arms and legs she seized him, clamlike, found his mouth and
slithered the pink length of her tongue between his ps.
At once he began to steadily fuck into her, hunching his cock smoothly into her cunt, then adding that extra, forceful hunch that drove his prick shaft with firm pressure against her clitoris. Each of these knocked small puffing grunts from deep inside her, sounds that became desperate cries of animal lust when their lips parted. On his twelfth stroke her cunt muscles attacked his invading cock and clamped around it firmly. Her next orgasm struck with mighty force, and for a space Paulette Du Bois became a mewling, screaming, clawing fiend bent on using her fiery cunt as a tool to break off Nathan's cock.
She bucked, heaved, and raked his head back with her nails, eyes rolling wildly as she chewed her tongue, the hot jets of his first come spurting into her cunt arid adding fuel to her wild display. A deluge of feminine noises bubbled from her throat, passed lips that formed odd, unnatural shapes. About the entangled couple the air hung heavy with. the strong smell of jizz and cunt juice.
"Ohbh, ohhhh, fuck me, fuck me!" she murmured against his tongue. Paulette yelped like a lunatic, up off the bed with. her ass, dancing outrageous dance. She coiled small, stretched big… and came and… and came. His prick stuck deep in her cunt, soaking in the hot bath of
their mingled juices,
Then Nathan turned her about until she was kneeling on her hands, exposing her meaty rump. The globes of her ass were taut and smooth and a little sweaty, snow white and raised to his prick. He drew them apart in a manner one separates a peeled orange in halves, and he paused for a~ moment to watch the tight pucker of her ass-hole. Nathan poked it with a finger. It blinked furiously in protest.
Paulette spread her knees just a littic more, waiting for him. She angled her thighs farther apart and grunted when he poked her in the ass-hole with his finger again. Then he put the tip of his finger at the very center of her winking pucker and pressed. Paulette winced and strained at it,, and suddenly it popped inside. Nathan began moving it around in her skiff er, expanding it, then working it in and out in preparation for what was to follow. Paulette was wiggling her hips and mumbling, shivering in anticipation as Nathan moved in. behind her.
She lowered her head ta rest on her forearms and said, "Fuck me there, love!"
Nathan inched forward until the knob of his cock found the narrow cleavage of her butt-cheeks. She took hold of his prick by reaching down between her thighs and then she stationed the blunt end of meat squarely against her ass-hole. Nathan gripped her firmly by the hips, then slowly and firmly applied pressure with his hips and Paulette gave out an explosive grunt when his knob popped through the tightly puckered ring of her shitter.
He exploded in her butt-passage in raw gushes and Paulette was crying real tears. Nathan clawed at the soft flesh of her ass, and he knew Paulette was coming until she wanted to die from it!
Nathan lost interest. At this point he never cared any more. He thought again about the questions he wanted to ask her. After they lay entangled and got their breath back, he turned her over. He cleared his throat, about to whisper. Paulette started telling him something before he had a chance to phrase the matter in a way in which he could talk about it. What she said took him by surprise.
"Dear, I wanted you so much tonight," she said, "because I won't be in the same room with you for several days."