As their pelvic bones ground together, Betty squeezed harder with her thighs.
She lifted her ass from the ground and started to gyrate it in ever-widening circles. The movement drove his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt, making the bulbous head rub up against different spots deep up inside her belly. It made her feel good and she was slowly able to excite herself all over again.
There was something primitive about fucking outdoors under the stars and the trees, and she was loving it. She was aware of the sounds of the birds, the animals, but most of all, she was aware of Barry's hard, thick, driving cock meat digging hard and fast into her cunt hole.
With a wrench of his body, Barry rolled over so that she found herself sitting on top of him. Different sensations flooded throughout her body as she closed her eyes and rotated her steaming pussy from side to side.
Barry was gagging with the lust in his choked throat. He reached up and cupped, then tore at, her heaving, swaying breasts. He pinched her nipples hard, making them stand out as he plunged upward, driving his cock in wildly impaling thrusts in and out of her pussy.
She held the thick shaft and fucked herself down, pleading telling him with her hips, her buttocks, her tight nipping pussy, to drive the whole of his loving prick up her cunt.
Betty couldn't speak. The fire from the tip of his rod had reached her throat.
And she couldn't go slow, either. She couldn't do anything except what she was doing… grinding her hips, her tight cunt hole, onto his big hard cock. Her fingers yanked at the root of the monster, her hand trying to push the meat deeper while her pussy pulled, sucked. It was so good!
Barry ground a finger into her asshole as he continued to stroke her cunt with his meat. She didn't seem to mind it at all, moaning with lust as she felt his cock penetrate deep into her insatiable pussy.
Barry was a good lover, no doubt about that. He took his time with her and soon the girl was again starting to respond. Her cunt had been sopping to start with, but now it was overflowing with secretions, a warm flow of hot, salty juices, a preparation for the second orgasm that now seemed only a few seconds away.
Now Barry was fucking with a vengeance. And she was coming, screaming out with her satisfaction, sweat streaming down her shoulders. Her cunt was contracting wildly around his prick.
"Come on, big daddy!" she coaxed. "I'm there! Do it harder, harder! It feels so fucking good when you fuck me like this! Come with me!"
"Take it easy," Barry panted, in answer. "Go ahead, I'm not ready yet but I want to feel you coming!"
She obliged him a few seconds later, her body sitting perfectly still but her entire pussy clamped almost painfully around his probing cock.
And Barry was still fucking her, working his big thick cock in and out of her lush cunt. The girl was numb for a few minutes after her orgasm, but then she was able to satisfy him, whipping her body around, doing whatever she could think of to increase his passion.
In the bushes, Ellie watched their sweating, straining, naked bodies in, the moonlight. She watched Barry's cock fucking into Betty. She could almost feel his pussy-juice-stained prick sliding up and down the tender walls of her own cunt.
The expression on Betty's flushed face, the noises she made as the male meat penetrated her cunt again and again, made Ellie's own pussy contract, as if it were her cunt that Barry's rigid tool was fucking.
I've got to have him back, I've got to, she moaned to herself as she tore at the petals of her cunt with her hands.
CHAPTER SEVEN
For the next two weeks things seemed to smooth out and run well. On the nights when Barry couldn't sneak away to meet Betty, he would gladly fuck Chile. On those nights Betty would pick up a salesman or producer after the show, fuck his brains out, and pick up some extra change.
Even Natalie seemed to loosen up. She walked in one afternoon when Barry and Chile were in the middle of a hot sixty-nine and, instead of leaving, stood and watched them.
Barry rolled his body on top of Chile and pumped his cock into her cunt. They both saw Natalie standing in the door.
"Jesus," Barry said.
"The hell with her!" Chile shouted. "I don't give a shit! Let her watch! Hurry! Fuck me!"
Barry was just as hot as she was, so he did. He pummeled, pounded and fucked Chile's cunt through two solid orgasms and then pulled his cock from her pussy and dangled it in front of her face.
Chile devoured it like a hungry wanton. She leaned over and draped her body over Barry's as she sucked. She made soft noises in her throat as he rammed his cock into her head.
It was as if Chile suddenly liked having an audience-especially an audience like Natalie. She seemed determined to give Barry the blow job of his life.
She continued to suck and lick his prick, using only her lips to bring his come.
He was sweating now and his eyes were closed, ready to be brought to orgasm.
Chile's mouth was wide open, filled to the brim with his thick cock meat.
She clamped down hard with her teeth and his eyes popped open. He groaned, but didn't stop pumping as he watched Natalie watch Chile eat his dick.
She leaned her head forward and allowed the big prick to slide into the back of her throat. It disappeared one inch at a time and soon Barry could feel her sharp white teeth digging into the base of his rod while her soft red lips were pressed passionately against his tangled pubic hair.
She kept his prick buried in her throat for a few minutes, massaging his heavy balls with her free hand. Already she could taste a drop of sperm in, her mouth.
She let the big cock glide halfway out of her mouth and began to fuck, her tongue back and forth across the swollen purple head, knowing how much she was turning him on, bringing him even closer to the point of release.
She let the big prick slide all the way out of her mouth and began to lick at it, starting down at the hairy base and working her way slowly up to the head.
She lingered along the length of the shaft, tracing the veins with her tongue.
Now she was fucking her tongue back and forth over the head of his prick like a hummingbird gathering nectar from a flower. He was wincing with lust, over sensitive now, almost ready to shoot his cum.
She took the big prick back into her mouth, using her hands to massage his balls, trying to wring the cum out of his body. It was like milking a cow, only this was a bull who delivered nothing but cream.
Now he was fucking her mouth, taking a more active role in their lovemaking.
His passion had been aroused to its peak and he was really slinging it into her, causing Chile to choke with discomfort.
She plunged her head down, servicing the full eight thick inches of his magnificent cock. He was really going now, really piling it into her.
She leaned her head forward, sure that he was almost ready to explode. All the familiar signs were present. He was sweating heavily, his head was red as a beet, his face looking like it had been sunburned. A few more seconds and he would give it to her.
Then he was ready. Barry forced his rigid cock in once more and felt the cum welling up at the very tip, forming a temporary dam. Then he was shooting, pouring forth his juices lustily, watching the beautiful girl down the thick fluids as fast as he could produce them, not backing up an inch.
Then ha was choking her. The combination of his thick cockhead and his spurting semen was more than her throat could handle at the same time.
She pulled her mouth, with a grunt, from his still-spurting cock. Cum cascaded from the bloated head and hit her eyes, her nose, her chin and dribbled down to land in silver streams on her breasts.