Jackson Robard - A girl's best friend

Shit, he'd never known such a feeling of exultation in his life! Jan had never done this to him; he wasn't just a man; he was the man! Already, his balls were churning wildly; he'd blow a load into her that she'd never forget! And he could do it again and again, too! Christ, he knew that suddenly! Fuck, what a woman she was! His brain reeled sensually! His cock throbbed all the way to his navel, and his balls ached to his asshole… and that felt as if it might come unraveled any second!

"Oh God, my lover, what a magnificent cock you've got!" she gasped hotly, while the thought flitted vaguely through his glazed brain that she was provocatively goading his mounting climax. "Ooohhhh… I'm going to suck it down into my throat and draw your delicious cum right out of it!"

"Y-You luscious bitch!" he hissed, then kissed her, biting her lips and sucking at her tongue voraciously as his cock raced savagely into her soft belly. His hands clutched at her lush breasts, squeezing and twisting their marble-hard nipples while she whimpered passionately and drew her thighs back higher and higher! "Christ, I'll chew your cunt until it bleeds in my mouth!" he warned her, breathlessly. Damn, he was going to squirt like a bull in a minute!

"And… and I'll suck your balls and lick your asshole, my lover!" she whispered wantonly.

"Fuck! I'm going to flip!" he groaned. "Your cunt's like velvet smeared with warm honey!"

"And… and your cock is a delicious pile-driver! I love it, Darling! Let me have it forever! Ooohhh… just let me suck it… and fuck me all over with it!"

"In your sweet little asshole?"

"Oh, Darling, I'd love it in my ass…!" she gasped.

And that did it! Just the mere thought of his heavy prick obscenely stretching the tiny pink hole between her lovely asscheeks was all that he needed! "Oh… oh shit! I'm going to cum, Randi…!"

"Yes, yes, Lover! Me, too! Let it cum… oh God, yes!" she managed. "Ooohhhh… harder, harder…! Give me everything you've got, my precious!" she coughed, driving her heels high into the flesh of his back. Abruptly, she pulled back her legs even higher, draping them up over his shoulders and presenting him with the full, defenseless plain of her upraised crotch.

He gaped at her expression and knew that she wasn't pretending. Her eyes, like her teeth, were locked tightly together, while her face twisted and strained as her orgasm swept over her.

"Oh God! Oooohhhh… now, Darling… I'm going to cum! Fuck! Fuck! Ooohhhh beautiful fuck…! It's good… goooooood! I–I love you… love you! Don't stop… ever, ever, ever…! Now! I'm cuuummmmiiinnnngggg!"

She cried out in a guttural wail, the overwhelming frenzy of her orgasm startling him for a moment and curtailing his own. Suddenly she was holding her legs back on either side of her head with clutching hands, until the whole of her hungrily sucking, pink vaginal crevice was offered up to him to use however he would! She thrust her crotch up at his loins with bruising force, her lovely mouth falling open loosely, her nostrils flaring, a near shrieking cry escaping her as she screwed herself up onto his cock and clung there while the hot, moist walls of her cunt-flesh milked his driving cock ravenously.

Her ecstasy quickly revived his own climax and he continued to pound into her, feeling the warm rush of viscid, female orgasmic fluid bathing his plundering cock, flooding his shaft and balls… and as she jerked and lurched beneath him, spasming wildly, the mouth and lips of her luscious cunt pulling at his prick feverishly, her breathing labored in short, deep gasps, he sensed his own hot, thick sperm racing the length of his pulsating stem in erotic enchantment, racking his frame as it spurted from the top of his cock far up into her soft, quivering belly. It convulsed and gushed around in unending delight inside her and she ground her crotch up tightly against its buried depths.

"Oh, Lover, Lover, Lover! My God! Fill me with your cum, Darling!" Randi moaned, her thighs quaking, her belly trembling with the unleashed pool of pleasure he was squirting into her.

Gil fell forward, collapsing on top of her, feeling his warm, mucid semen mixed with her own delectable juices, back-washing his rapidly deflating shaft. Christ, it seemed unbelievably and enchantingly without end, until she, too, in exhaustion, gave one last writhing spasm, jerking to a final lifelessness to lay shamelessly and beautifully still, her heart pounding in her breast beneath him.

"Oh… Lover, Lover…" she whispered, running her fingers through his damp hair. "W-What were you saying about not being very good…?"

Gil couldn't contain his warm chuckle of proud elation. Christ, he couldn't believe it himself… he'd given her a piece of fucking, all right, but it hadn't been his great prowess that had been responsible; he knew now… a real woman could bring the best out in any man… if she wanted him bad enough…

Perhaps he'd known that all along too, if he'd wanted to face it, Gil thought, as he lay there unmoving beside the partially covered, sleeping form of his naked Jan. She slept open-mouthed in her drunken stupor, her luxuriant wealth of long, coal-black tresses fanned crazily over the silk of the pillow, her pleasing, firm breasts rising and falling in an even slow tempo with her breathing. Simply loving a man or woman was not enough… the Goddamned word alone was too deceiving! Or was it just too misused? Yes, she loved him, just as he loved her, but she hadn't loved him enough to want him as Randi had wanted him!

Or, had that been his fault, too? No, not entirely, he realized, still, he'd been, at least, as much to blame as was she. Both of them were guilty of letting it grow stale between them. He'd tried to substitute money and luxuries for his sexual failings, while she in her damned near-nymphomaniacal drive, had obviously given up with him rather than suffer frustration and unfulfillment any longer. And Christ almighty, could he blame her for that…? Not now, maybe before, but not now… after spending a night with Randi… a night of orgiastic abandon so debased and wanton that now it hardly seemed possible it could have happened!

Oh Christ, if only there was something he could do! Some way he could change it all, scoop these precious people up and carry them off to some faraway place where no one could ever find them… and they'd have each other… just each other…! God almighty, what was he saying? What was he thinking?

He shook his head suddenly as if to throw off the cob-webs of subconscious lust that had been slowly webbing his licentious brain ever since… maybe before, Randi! His Katie! That's who he was thinking of! His own sweet and beautiful baby! Damn, he ought to burn in the fires of hell for even conceiving such thoughts! But he couldn't help it… he couldn't! Nor could he get out of his mind the warped idea that Lee and Jan too often looked at one another with forbidden desire in their eyes! He'd seen them; watched them… studied the little mannerisms his lovely wife displayed so affectionately around their son… and… and he couldn't help but wonder if Jan had noticed his own permissive hands when he was next to Katie…!

Goddamn! What was going to happen to them… all of his beautiful, beloved family? What would Jan say when he told her what he had to… what he'd planned and wanted to explain last night at the club, before she'd gotten completely out of hand? Would she be willing to help him? God knows he'd be more than willing to forgive any indiscretion of hers; he could understand the circumstances that had driven her to them… but would she understand his plight and help him in the only way she could? Or… or would she just desert him… let him sit and wait for them to come and get him…?