I stomped on the accelerator and sped for the trees that shielded the view of the highway and the rest stop. Sally was all over me, grabbing for my now-throbbing cock and running her tongue around and into my ear as she whispered in a deep throaty voice I hadn’t heard before, “Make me come, Bill. Please, make me come. Give me your hard cock and make my pussy explode. Oh, please, do that for me and you may have anything you want. I’ll do everything you want if you’ll just make me come.”
She was buck-naked by the time the truck screeched to a stop. I slid over to her side of the seat and we both began to frantically pull down my pants. When they slipped over my boots, my prick flew to attention and hit her stomach. As she threw her right leg over mine and slid down my lap, her scarlet muff spread open to reveal swollen pussy lips glistening with cunt juices. My fully erect cock was clamped between our bellies. As she leaned back to inspect her prize, I couldn’t help smiling at the look of surprise on her face. Her eyes bugged out and she inhaled suddenly as she repeated over and over, “Oh, my God! It’s huge!” With all due modesty, I have become accustomed to that reaction from women who see my dick for the first time. Standing tall, it’s about eight and a half inches long, but women mostly comment on how big around it is and they love the giant head that sits on top.
At this moment, however, I didn’t want to bask in Sally’s admiration of my prick. I wanted to put it to use, preferably in that dripping box just inches away. Sally must have read my mind, because she grabbed my cock with both hands as she rose up higher on her knees. I thought she was going to jam it into her pussy, but to my surprise and delight, she began vigorously rubbing the head back and forth over her clit. She drove me wild as over and over her clit massaged my come-hole and her stretched cunt lips tightly gripped the crown of my rod. The musky smell of her freely flowing fuck-canal filled the cab as she threw back her head and shoulders, thrusting her giant boobs into my face. In my frenzy I grabbed one in each hand and buried my face in her cleavage, kissing and licking my way back to the protruding nipple-tips and sucking them alternately like some newborn suckling calf.
Sally bounced wildly on my lap and frantically pounded my cockhead on her clit until she tensed and a violent shudder shook her whole body. I dropped the tit feast from my mouth as she grinned broadly. “Oh, Bill, I made it. I made it,” she said with a hearty laugh. “I’ve come, and it’s marvelous!” She nestled her fuck-hole on top of my still-pulsating prickhead and I gently reminded her that I had yet to share her climactic joy or even know the pleasure of penetrating her love-passage. With the same childish grin and a shy schoolgirl voice, she whispered, “But you’re so big! I don’t know if my fuck-tunnel can stretch that wide . . .” and after a few seconds’ contemplation she added, “or that deep.”
Her orgasm had gushed her come over my cock so it was well-lubricated. I grabbed her ass-cheeks and slowly eased my cockhead past her pussy lips into her vagina. She moaned with delight, “Yes, yes, yes. It’s so good. But so big! Please go slow.” I pulled harder on her ass-cheeks and slid my cock one inch deeper, then stopped. I repeated this nine times, and each time her pussy convulsed and her cunt muscles rippled up and down my rock-hard shaft. She whimpered as each successive inch stretched her vaginal walls to the limit. In that low throaty voice I have come to love, she moaned, “I never knew it could be this good and it never stops. I’m on a continuous come, so give it to me! Give me all you have!” That was all I needed to hear. I had held back to give her pussy time to expand, but now I could wait no more and drove my cock to the hilt. As our pelvic bones collided I felt the come bursting from my cock and my load shot into and out of her cunt. She jerked up straight on my cock, her backbone stiffened, and her eyes grew as big as saucers. In the most breathless way, she simply said, “My God! Oh my God!” and collapsed in my arms.
When we had recovered and were ready to go again, Sally slipped into my red plaid wool shirt that matched perfectly her bright-red hair and scarlet muff. She rested her head against my arm as we drove for about an hour through the beautiful countryside and into the redwoods. Each time I shifted gears, she rubbed her tit against my arm and marveled over the long orgasm she had had.
Suddenly she knelt next to me, threw off my shirt, cupped one ponderous boob in each hand while she pushed them up into my face and begged me to suck them like I had when we had fucked. I quickly took hold of her shoulder and pulled her down, yelling, “Hey, do you want to get us thrown in jail? The highway patrol can see you through the windshield.” “Well, they can’t see me down here,” she said, as she lay back on the seat and began to play out the most bizarre, eroticized scene I have ever witnessed.
With her head resting on the armrest of the passenger door, she threw her left leg over my shoulder and her right leg onto the dashboard, spreading her cunt wide just inches away from me. She drove three long fingers full-length into the silky deep-red hair that coated her love-box and began humping her ass up and down on the seat. “I’m getting my cunt ready for you to spear it with that giant javelin you call a cock,” she said, smiling mischievously. My eyes danced between the road in front of me and her beckoning pussy, beautifully encircled in that soft, sweet, scarlet down.
I have to confess that I was speechless for one of the few times in my life. When I responded with nothing but an openmouthed stare, she slipped her fingers out of her crotch and pressed one hand on the outside of each tit, pushing them up and together. In a sweet voice that combined teasing with mocking tones, she said, “I know—my Billy wants to tit-fuck. He’s tired of Sally’s stretched-out cunt and wants to drop his gallons of hot come in the folds of these two bulging breasts.” The suggestion of driving my hot rod down the grand canyon of her tits was an idea of considerable merit, and my mind raced ahead to the next turnoff. She continued her teasing, “Don’t tell me my Billy doesn’t want titties or pussy. He knows that mammoth pole won’t fit down Sally’s sweet little throat, so he must want to jerk it off all by himself.” I finally controlled my voice enough to blurt out, “Just keep it hot, honey. I’m going to pull over at the next redwood grove and give you a forest fuck you’ll never forget.” Her eyes glazed over and her head rolled back on the seat as her fingers again slipped into her pussy and her other hand squeezed and pinched her bulging bright-pink nipples. Her teasing tone turned into desperation as she moaned, “Hurry, Bill, hurry! I want to make you come. I want you to fuck me as I’ve never been fucked before. Fuck me, fuck me.”
The pickup’s tires screeched and rocks flew as I tore down the exit ramp at Phillipsville on the Avenue of the Giants and ground to a stop at the first empty parking area. I dragged Sally naked from the cab and ran down the winding path between the towering redwoods. Shafts of sunlight breaking through the canopy of thick high branches lit the way and the pungent smell of wildflowers and ferns filled our nostrils. The silence and warm moist air of the forest overwhelmed us when we finally stopped to catch our breath. A lust handed down from our primeval past boiled in our blood. Naked now, I stood over Sally, who cowered between my legs and hissed like some wild animal as she licked up my thighs and over my ass-cheeks. Quickly moving forward, she kneeled before me and took my hard shaft into her mouth, pounding it down her throat for what seemed like an eternity. As if that was not enough, she slowly rose, wrapped her arms around me and clamped my prick between our bellies. Throwing her head back she almost growled, and said melodramatically: “Fuck me like the beasts that walked these paths a thousand years ago. Fuck me like the wild wolf that ruled these hills and screwed his savage mate to quiet his throbbing groin.”
She slithered down my body and landed on her hands and knees in front of me, her large ass-cheeks spread and her cunt lips swollen and waiting. I obeyed this savage call and dropped down behind her, both of us resting on a blanket of soft cool moss with tall green fern branches gently caressing our bodies. As I leaned over my panting she-wolf, positioning my prick to enter her fleshy womb, I knew that this time there would be no inch-by-i
nch entry. Grasping her hips, I pulled them back as I thrust my cock forward, sliding all ten inches deep inside her. Her unrestrained howl of ecstasy as I coupled my savage mate sent a surge of primitive passion through my veins as I drove my member deeper and deeper into this baying bitch. She bucked up and down, pressing her ass back against me to take my shaft even deeper as the last traces of modern inhibition vanished and her howls of joy echoed through the trees and canyons of our wooded love-nest. Neither of us made any pretense of restraint as I now firmly held her hips, and with each stroke, withdrew my ramrod until only the head remained clamped in her vaginal vise, and then plunged the full ten inches up her convulsing cunt. Her love-juice now flowed so freely down her thighs that my pubic hair was soaked and the scent of it, mingled with the fragrances of the surrounding forest, raised me to a new, even higher level of excitement.
I paused for just a moment to survey the scene. As I relaxed my grip, Sally slid off my impaling prick and in one quick continuous movement rolled over onto her back, brought her knees up to her breasts, spread her legs far apart and rhythmically raised and lowered her parted pussy lips in time to my racing pulse. In one final gesture of submission she ran her hands slowly down the insides of her widespread thighs to her cunt, which she spread open with her fingers. Reacting to the instincts of our departed pagan ancestors, I flung my six-foot-two-inch frame on top of her and drove my cock, for the first time effortlessly, to the base of her cunt. Hot jets of jism surged from my prick as waves of orgasmic ecstasy racked my body. With her legs wrapped around my waist and her arms around my neck, we fused into one as I emptied load after load into her hot, welcoming pussy. My throbbing cock would not be tamed and with each stroke her legs clasped my waist even tighter and another load of come exploded into her pussy. She began to come, too, moaning my name. My modern-day temptress turned bitch-in-heat finally lay exhausted in my arms, but in my daze I pumped on, more from reflex than desire.
With my balls drained dry and my flaccid cock no longer able to probe its horny home, I rolled onto my back and luxuriated on the soft, cool moss blanket beneath me. She whimpered as she crawled around on all fours and drew her beautiful breasts across my face and down my chest. She was my wolf mate now and her whine was a song of love for the lord of her pack. Her tongue darted from place to place as she licked up my thighs and, burying her face in my groin, lapped up the potion of my jism and her own juices from my balls. She found my limp prick lying on my belly and after rubbing it round and round with her cheeks and lips licked it clean. Leaning back to shake her head, a cascade of long sun-bleached red hair floated down. Taking it in her hands, she tenderly wiped my lower region until it was completely dry.
We awoke as the sun was setting, and walked naked along the path from our lair to my pickup truck, traversing thousands of years of history in a mere ten minutes. We dressed in knowing silence, exchanging warm smiles, and then followed the sun as we drove over pine-covered hills and onto the flatlands outside of Eureka. I pulled the pickup onto the beach at Arcata while we watched some kids from Humboldt State build a bonfire as the sun surrendered its last rays and sank into the Pacific.
Sally and I have been seeing one another for about a year. Every meeting is a new adventure in erotic excess. Each time I see her she has thought of a new position to try out, dreamt up a new fantasy to fulfill or bought some new sex toy to test out. She is so proud of my big dick that she sets up threesomes with her girlfriends to show it off.
No matter what we do or what erotic heights we reach, I’ll always think of Sally the way she was that first beautiful day we watched the sun come up over San Francisco and sink into the Pacific in Arcata. I’ll remember her walking toward me at the rest stop, her ponderous boobs swinging freely in her skintight blouse. I’ll remember her lying on my truck seat with her leg over my shoulder and her cunt spread wide as she begged to be fucked. And I’ll particularly remember the she-wolf in the primitive quiet of the forest resting on all fours, her ass high in the air waiting to receive her mate.
How could I ever forget? Could you?
GROUP GROPE MOTEL
Last summer, on my forty-second birthday, my wife and I went on vacation to Yosemite National Park. On our way home we stopped in a small town in eastern California to spend the night. We got our motel room at about four in the afternoon and, with some snacks and a large jug of wine, we went out to enjoy the pool.
After we swam a little and drank a lot, we both were feeling a little horny. Another couple unexpectedly joined us. Since the motel was almost empty, we were the only ones in the pool. The woman was a vision of loveliness, with blond hair, blue eyes and a thirty-eight-inch bust at least. Both her hair and her legs were long and golden. She had on a very skimpy bikini that barely concealed her breasts and beautiful ass. She swam laps while her tall, lanky husband lay by the pool and drank beer, not saying a word. As she and my wife chatted, I studied her glorious body and got hornier and hornier.
Finally, the other couple left the pool and my wife and I gathered our things and went back to our room. The air conditioner wasn’t working properly, so I went to the office to report it. The girl in the office, who wore an outlandish outfit and too much makeup, said she’d send someone to fix it.
When I returned to our room, I found my wife Samantha sitting seductively in the middle of the bed, naked and ready, sipping a glass of wine. Sam, who is thirty-eight years old, has a beautiful face and hair, and her five foot-seven figure is perfect. Her rather puritanical midwestern upbringing had colored her ideas about sex. For instance, she didn’t like me to eat her pussy because she thought such a practice was “dirty and sinful.” (Although later she admitted she’d really disliked it because she couldn’t get off when I did it.) She had sucked my cock only once in sixteen years. In the motel room, however, she startled me by saying she wanted my cock in her mouth.
I tore off my bathing suit and jumped in bed with her. We tangled tongues in a long, hot kiss while I fondled her firm breasts and pinched her nipples. She soon eagerly took my cock into her mouth—until it grew too big and fat for her to keep in there. My cock is barely six inches long but extremely thick and curved backward. I really hadn’t missed her blow-jobs in the five years since her last attempt because I have a problem known as Peyronie’s disease, which causes my penis’ unusual curvature, making an erection somewhat painful. Gradually this condition has caused a loss of sensitivity in the epidermal layer of my cock, which may seem ideal for an all-night fuck session (something I’ve not tried yet). Usually, after my wife has two or three orgasms and I have one, we’re through for the night. But this night was different.
While Sam squeezed my cock, I gently rolled and pinched her clit. I slipped one and then two fingers into her juicy cunt. She was hot and ready. Realizing there was no chance of her letting me eat her when she was at this stage, I asked her to get my cockhead good and wet with saliva. When she’d done this, I pushed her down gently on her back.
It is sometimes difficult to get my fat, curved cock into her tight twat, but now it slid in easily and I immediately became aware of just how hot she was. Her dripping cunt was as hot as an oven. This was surely going to be an evening to remember. Little did I know how memorable it would truly be!
Sam locked her legs around me and began thrusting furiously with her hips. Before I had even really started, she experienced her first orgasm and screamed with pleasure, which she seldom does. I settled into a steady action of deep thrusting into her fiery depths, and she had three or four orgasms in the next five minutes. As usual, though, despite her enthusiasm, I was not getting close to a climax. I do enjoy giving her so much pleasure, however, and we fucked in three or four more positions and wound up lying across the bed, with her on top of me, dangling her legs off the edge of the mattress.
That’s when we noticed a woman standing in our doorway, the one from the motel office, still wearing her garish outfit. She must have been watching for quite a while, because she had a fev
erish look on her face. Then my wife dropped the second bombshell of the evening by saying, “Either come in and join us or leave. You’re letting the hot air in.”
The intruder came in, closed the door and stood watching us. I was amazed when Sam resumed the movements of her pelvis on my cock. She seemed really to enjoy having someone watch us. Enjoying it, too, I made long upward thrusts into her burning snatch.
Still standing by the door, the girl was rubbing her pussy through her clothes and squeezing her breasts. Her eyes were glued to us. I gave her a warm smile and a look that said “Come on and join us,” and she responded immediately. As she dropped her pants to the floor, her shapely legs and slender hips came into view. She had no panties on and her dark pubic hair stood out boldly against her white skin. When she removed her sloppy top, she revealed even more breathtaking treasures—large, firm breasts with dark-brown areolas and hard nipples. As she removed the pins from her upswept hair, it cascaded over her shoulders. She was a perfect 35-23-35 beauty, about five feet five inches tall and twenty years old. The only fault was her excessive makeup, but I detected fine bone structure beneath it. She stepped over to the bed, turned her back to my wife, straddled my head and lowered her dripping pussy right down upon my face. With a dreamy look on her face she said, “Hi! I’m Debbie.” Before I began lapping her cunt, I bade her welcome.
There was no hair around Debbie’s cunt lips as there was on her well trimmed pubic mound. I dug into her cleft with my tongue, found her clit and sucked and nibbled on it. She wriggled her bottom all over my face. I was in seventh heaven. For the first time I was fucking and eating pussy at the same time.
Sam had meanwhile placed her hands on Debbie’s shoulders and, as Debbie rode off to never-never land, Sam pressed her breasts into Debbie’s back as Debbie leaned back against her. Sam began to moan and gasp for breath, as she’s wont to do in the throes of a really good orgasm. When her spasms stopped, she fell over on her side and curled up with her pussy shining wetly between her legs. Debbie kept grinding her crotch into my face until she had at least two orgasms in quick succession, which caused her to moan and groan deep in her throat.
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