Pretty soon, noises started drifting to Frank’s ears — noises that hadn’t been made in this house in a while. Teela’s mama had been noisy, and apparently she was a chip off the old block where THAT was concerned, at least! Young Rick must be doing okay, from the sound of things … Very quickly, it got to be too much; Frank got up and headed out to go get a beer.
"Easy, Baby!" Teela was riding Rick, hanging onto the headboard of her four-poster — and Rick was seriously concerned that the bed might not hold up!
"So good … Gimmee! Please! Ogod! Yes! Ogod! Gimmee! GIMMEEEEE!!!" Teela’s eyes rolled up and she started shaking like a leaf; Rick took over from below, steadying her while maintaining the pace and intensity. Teela dropped forward and started sucking on Rick’s neck, murmuring, "So good … So good…"
"Let me roll you over," Rick huffed.
"Okay." The pair picked a direction and rolled such that Rick was on top — somehow managing not to disconnect. Teela got her knees up, but Rick pushed them to her shoulders — and then the pounding began!
Teela’s eyes popped; she hadn’t been taking it easy, by any means — but Rick DEFINITELY bumped things up a notch! Rick went at it like he was riding a thoroughbred, holding her legs pressed against her shoulders and pounding away, his face intent on hers while his cock pistoned into her and his pubic bone slammed hers at a rate that exceeded twice a second, delivering shock after shock to her erect, sensitive clit. The ride got wild fast; Teela instinctively worked at rolling up her pelvis to present even more of her crotch to his pounding attack, surrendering to his urgency and using it to pursue the delirious pleasure that only Rick could bring her. Teela liked it hard, rough, wild — and MAN, could Rick deliver! Trip-hammer impacts delivered wave after wave of pleasure, until they began to run together and build to something else… "Ogod! Ogod! Fuck! FUUUUCK!" Teela wailed as another massive discharge of pleasure raced through her nervous system.
Rick grinned ferally above her; he was pure animal at this point, his cock a source of continuous, itchy pleasure, each stroke adding to his urgency. Whether he would last until Teela got to her peak again was an open question; the countdown clock on his own completion was running. Past the point of no return, he stepped things up even further; Teela came right out of recovery from her second orgasm and into the manic race for her third, hunching back up at him from below…
This actually, put Rick off his stride a bit, shifting him out of the groove he was wearing in Teela’s pussy. But it didn’t stop things, and it DID provide a host of new sensations as her gyrations brought him into contact with different surfaces inside her clutching twat. Rick recovered, maintaining the pace and his urgency, incorporating the changes into his climb — and was taken by surprise as Teela peaked AGAIN!
Teela had been awash when Rick picked things up, recovering from her second orgasm — but something about the change of pace and penetration jerked her halfway back up the slope while imparting an urgency that would not be denied! She started corkscrewing her hips, trying to scratch that undefined itch, and she found a pattern that applied the afterburner to her climb! She got wilder and wilder — but she COULDN’T stop — and the light at the end of the tunnel resolved itself to the headlight of the oncoming locomotive just before impact…
"Huh! HUH! HUH! HUUUUUHHHH!!!" Her usual ability to jerk out a word or two was robbed from her by the intensity of the explosion. She strained against, Rick, her pussy pulsing and clamping — and Rick erupted!
"HOLY SHIT!" Rick grunted through clenched teeth! That first glob of semen felt like it was the size of a golf ball and ripped the head off his dick, but once it was gone, the others felt like gushes from a fire hose, and brought flashing waves of pleasure as Teela’s twat pulsed and sucked, trying to milk more out of him. The pair went somewhere else — a place where they were both together and apart — and the trip left them collapsed against one another, exhausted. "Sleep with me!" Teela moaned. Rick didn’t remember answering.
Frank came back after two a.m., to find Rick’s car still in the driveway. Upstairs, he found Rick in Teela, too, but hey … He grinned drunkenly and shuffled off to bed.
Rick got up to pee at one point — and when he came out of the bathroom, Teela was standing there. "Come back to bed." Arguing didn’t seem worthwhile…
Things came home to roost Thursday morning, however; the couple had to rush out to Rick’s house so he could change (and endure a harangue by Jean about being out all night) before rolling in to Beth and Toby’s for instruction on the operation of the cameras and other surveillance gear. Lon and Sally showed up, too, as did Terence and Damian; Beth and Louise hung out in the background, but got included, eventually, anyway. Neither Candace nor Jean showed up; Candace was apparently under the impression that Toby was going to teach her one on one — and Jean had similar ideas. How that was all going to happen when the equipment was out with the surveillance team in the field wasn’t clear…
The surveillance team in the field was Rick and Teela, who arrived on-site at about noon. Fred’s truck was there, no problem, so they spent the next hour playing with the binoculars and cameras before settling down. But at two-fifteen, workers started coming out of the site — and Fred was among them. He got into his pickup and headed off along a familiar route — to the bar where he’d spent time the day before — and upon his arrival, the kids checked in to tell Beth, who had the day off and was tracking things, where they were…
"He’s at that bar again," Teela related.
"If he stays more than an hour, I’ll come by and check the place out, okay?" Beth offered.
"Sounds good," Teela agreed, and hung up.
Fred didn’t hang out for an hour, though; he had too much time on his hands and the temptation was too great. At three o’clock, he tossed down the dregs of his third beer and hit the door…
"Heads up!" Rick exclaimed, catching Fred’s exit from the corner of his eye. "We’re outta here!" When Fred pulled out into traffic, Rick waited for one car to pass and pulled out to follow.
"He isn’t headed home," Teela observed.
"Not yet, anyway," Rick agreed.
Ten minutes later, it was clear that something was up. "Beth?" Teela related, "We’re headed out of town, toward Winton."
"No kidding?" Beth got moving. "Is he leading you around because he’s figured out he’s being followed?"
"I don’t think so," Teela replied, "He’s not acting tricky, and there’s plenty of traffic … We’re headed out on highway one fourteen."