She licked his cock. "Honey, you can't fuck every dame you see."
"So who tries? This dame practically come out and spread her legs and says, 'Put it in me'."
Lilli shrugged. She bent the dick toward her and took more than half of it into her mouth, squeezing it with her lips. She bobbed her head up and down over it for a full minute while he lit a cigarette and watched her. Then she began to lick the underside of it. "We ought to get the hell out of town."
Pete thought of Lefty out on the coast.
She said, "We've been talking about getting out, huh?"
"Yeah," he said. He sipped the drink. If that goddamn cunt really was the daughter of a cop… he writhed because Lilli was tonguing him with her special lover action.
"Did she do this?"
"Huh?" He shook his head. "Hell no, cutie. I told you. I tossed a fast fuck into her and beat it."
She massaged the dick with her lips and made him writhe like hell. He said, "Make me last…"
She began to kiss the prick all over, licking the very end of it, cooing to it, holding his balls in a warm hand. "Has Putzie got any cream left for mama?"
"We've got less'n a hundred bucks between us," he said.
Lilli shrugged again, smiling up at him. She openedAher blouse. "We can always do the pussy-hit. It's good for a couple of bucks."
He nodded, watching her open the blouse, bare skin under it, and move closer into his crotch. She laid the big cock in the cleavage of the breasts and moved herself up and down, pressing the cock and folding the tits around it. Then she licked the end of the pecker. He pumped it a little.
He thought about the pussy-hit… her name for it. It meant that she would pick up a guy, like in a bar, and take him to a hotel or motel, then when the sucker had his pants off and his cock sticking out, Pete would bash him and take the entire wad.
Of course it always made Lilli hot as a sonofa-bitch. They had worked it once about a year ago- and got sixteen bucks-and Lilli had tried to suck him off with the guy laying there.
He put the cigarette butt out, beginning to get itchy. Lilli was going after the cock now, lustfully. He watched the thing go into her mouth, almost to the hair, and she squeezed it with her lips, working her mouth up and down on it. It was astonishing how she could swallow a big cock like that-with the swollen end of it down her throat -and not gag. Long goddam practice. She had told him once that she started by sucking off her stepfather when she was about eight. The guy had coaxed her into handling it when they were alone, and pretty soon had her licking it. Lilli's mother had caught them at it two years later, but by then she was a confirmed cocksucker.
He moved his ass, jabbing the cock upward while she merely held it between her lips. She got a boot out of being fucked in the mouth. He wished he had a dollar for every time he had straddled her face and nicked the thing between her lips till he shot off. If she had her way she would probably suck him off whenever he got horny. She was compulsive about it. A long time ago she had told him, "Honey, I go bananas when a guy comes in my mouth."
They had been living together for about a year now. He had met her through Johnny Carelli. A guy had been shot in Jersey, in Johnny's apartment. He, Pete, had been handy with a car. He had wrapped the body and driven out to a swamp with it Later Johnny had laid some loot on him and fixed him up with a couple of broads. One of the broads had been Lilli.
So he'd taken the two girls back to his place and fucked them over a weekend, taking turns on them till he got the edge off. Then Lilli had gone down on him and blown his hat off. Pete had been blown before, but never like that. He kicked the other doll out and kept Lilli. For a while everytime she opened her mouth he put his cock in it.
When the novelty wore off for him, she followed him around, unzipping his pants and yanking his meat out. If he stood still for a minute she had him half sucked off. She had a hang-up for cock cream. She would swing on his joint all day long if he'd'let her.
One afternoon when she unzipped him he sat down and decided to let her eat on it as long as she wanted to. She made him come twice and was still loving it up after two hours. And he could feel her mouth on it all the next day.
He couldn't get by without Lilli.
And she was nuts for him. "You taste super," she said. That was the way it was.
So he let her suck it all out of him. He squirmed under the delicious treatment. She had made him come once in three minutes, but he had been steaming and ready. Tonight she let him last for about fifteen minutes. Then she got the tempo going hot and. fast and he shot the cream, jerking like a fish on the goddam bank, watching her smack her red lips over it, frigging him with her fingers to milk it all out.
To her, she said, it was ambrosia. Well, there were all kinds of people. She just happened to be the best goddam cocksucker in the known world. She didn't give a shit about fucking. It didn't do anything for her.
"I know what I am," she said one night while he was screwing her. "So when you get your kicks, take it out of there and put it in my mouth and let me have mine."
Which of course he did.
News of the rape was on the radio by morning. Lilli usually switched it on when she made breakfast… to hear about the world and the weather. She came in to the bedroom, head cocked on one side, her dark hair tousled.
"What?" he said.
"It was on the air. Girl raped and the cops have a description of the guy. Tall, brown hair and eyes, thin face… that's you, honey." She lit a cigarette and handed it to him. "All they forgot was your big cock."
"Horseshit, there's a million guys like that. Come'n give me a fuck."
"I d'wanna."
Pete sighed. She never did; she only wanted it in the mouth. He leaned back and stared at the patches of light on the ceiling. Lilli came over, turned back the covers and licked his cock. "Breakfast in a couple minutes."
"We better blow town," he said.
She said, "Lemme blow you…" She was getting it interested. She talked to it, "Come on, stuck-up.., give it to mama."
"Better not take a bus," he said. "We'll go over near the tunnel and get a ride. They can't watch all the fuckin' cars outa this town."
He sucked the cigarette and she sucked him. It felt great. She was curled between his bare legs, working it up and down, and when he grinned, she winked at him. Funny dame. She liked him to watch her suck. Most dames didn't. She liked to sit between his legs with ol' Putz sticking out of his pants and kiss it. "Watch me do it," she said the first time she ever had.
"Why?"
"Watch me make you come… " She got a kick out of it. A special kick, she said, when he was watching her suck the jism out of it. A real ninny cutie. She always swallowed his cum, never spit it out. She'd smack her lips and tell him how it tasted, different from yesterday, and stuff like that. He thought she was nutty the first time she had pulled that. She'd rub her belly and giggle, then lick the wet weenie up and down, milking it and squeezing his balls.
Sometimes he licked her coozie, and she enjoyed it better than fucking. But she got her best kicks blowing him.
It took her less than ten minutes to make him cream. He tried to hold back, but she could suck off a statue if it had a cock. She just jacked him off with her lips and tongue, squirming like hell as she did it. He knew she was having an orgasm as the stuff spurted into her mouth. She wasn't ever kidding about that. She jerked and trembled and moaned-and when he felt down into her cunt she was dribbling and sopping with cunt sauce.
He lit another cigarette as she nursed the cock for a while afterward. She would suck him into another hard-on and another climax if he'd let her.
She gave it up reluctantly and went out to finish breakfast when he took it away from her.