Ray Strong - Sucker virgin

Her arms and legs surrounded him as her inner cuntlips squeezed his powerful cock as she began rolling all over the bed. Her mouth was all over his face, kissing him, biting him, sucking his flesh as

her fingernails dug into his back, squeezing him so tightly to her it was almost as if each had melted into the other.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" she cried as convulsions of rapture roared through her body like rivers of fire. "Joe," she whispered, her lips pressed to his ear. "Come with me, Joe. Make it the all-time great orgasm. Come with me!"

And all the while her tight, crushing cuntal walls squeezed, frying to milk the jism from his moving cock.

Joe was almost totally out of breath as he huffed and puffed above her, sweat pouring from his forehead and face to fall in heavy drops into her hair and onto the pillow under her head as his testicles, like mighty wrecking balls, slammed against the tightly closed crack in her ass, and theft bodies came together with wild unimaginable fury.

Joe paused for an instant, finding he had to in order to draw breath. He could feel the wild sensation building in his loins. Now if only he could hold out long enough. And then he tightened his thighs as though he had pulled back the hammer on an old-fashioned Colt.45 and was ready to yank the trigger. His massive prick slammed into her with a final, overpowering lunge, and then he exploded, pumping loads of newly manufactured cum into her blazing cunt. The jism spurted straight in, a mad, uncontrollable stream, blasting into her as his heavy cock pulsated like a fire hose gone out of control for what seemed a glorious infinity of time.

The heavy outpouring of hot cum set off another series of orgasms in Mickey's cunt. She bucked and bounced as she felt herself blown into a thousand pieces. She seemed to lighten her cunt like a vise, squeezing the last drop of cum from his cock.

A final sigh shivered through Joe's body as he all but collapsed on top of Mickey, murmunng, "You're special, you're really special! Oh God! Are you special!"

Mickey smiled and drifted off to sleep with Joe on top of her.

A month passed, and Joe Orgiurio suddenly became the hottest salesman in the Incidental Insurance Company. No one knew what it was that spurred him on, but he was selling like a demon, suddenly finding himself able to convince people to purchase whole life plans. And the sales were good, binding contracts, usually with annual premiums, so there was no worry about first-year lapses.

Mark Silo was right behind Orgiurio, and the other salesmen began whispering how the two of them were conspiring to drive the rest of them out of the business. But neither Silo nor Orgiurio cared what the others thought.

The truth of the matter was, each had found something to push him on. Each sold as well as he did because he had to make a future for himself. Orgiurio had monopolized all of Mickey's time since that fateful night he and Silo had burst into her home and found her and Jenna eating each other's cunts. And the oddest thing was, unlike all the other girls, Mickey was far from tiresome. The more he got to know her, the more he liked her. The more time they spent together, the more time he wanted to spend with her. Even being near her while working in the office was a kind of blessing.

Mickey felt the same way about him. Without realizing it, she really was falling madly in love with him. She looked forward to seeing him every morning in the office. And she could hardly wait until after office hours to be alone with him.

Though they fucked wildly most of the time they were together, they soon discovered the pleasure of being in each other's company without getting physical. It was enough just to be with each other. And, as Jenna had predicted, the more they loved one another, the less jealous each became of the other.

But it was Joe who had to learn the final lesson, not Mickey. Mickey was more than content with her relationship with Joe, and no longer thought of seeking out other men. It never occurred to her Joe might still have a yearning to wander, but even if it had, she loved him enough she would have wished him total fulfillment.

Joe, on the other hand, was unable to understand why he was so happy with Mickey. He was used to playing a large field and fucking at least three different women a week. Since making it with Mickey the second time, he had seen her, and only her. True, he had gotten in a lot more fucking with Mickey than he would have with three different women a week. Still, something nagged at the back of his mind. Why didn't he want to fuck another broad? What was happening to him? What made him content to plumb the same cunt night after night?

The questions continued revolving in his head day after day, even tough he did nothing about seeking out other women. Still, it bothered him those times he drove from one insurance appointment to another.

His problem was finally resolved on a Friday afternoon. He had received a reply to one of the many mailers he sent out. A Miss Adrienne Tanibler had sent back a reply stating her need for an insurance savings plan. Joe had phoned her, set up an appointment with her for Friday afternoon, and when the time came, hurried out there.

He pulled his Corvette up in front of the apartment building whose address was on the reply, and taking his briefcase, went in. The hall had a clean, Lysol smell about it as he examined the mailboxes to see which apartment Miss Tambler occupied. It was one on the first floor. At least he wouldn't have to climb stairs.

Going through the open lobby door, Orgiurio, in his neatly pressed gray suit, strode confidently toward the apartment. When he reached it, he pushed the bell, and a moment later the door was opened.

Before him stood one of the most intriguing blondes he'd seen in a long while. Her hair was very long, running well below her shoulder blades down her back. She was wearing a tight halter of some kind of red and white see-through material, and Joe saw through. He saw trough to a pair of tits larger than those he'd remembered Jenna Murray sporting. He could make out the light-brown nipples and large areolas through the flimsy material, and it set his anxious cock to growing. Her bare midriff was a deep tan, like her face. She wasn't what he would have called beautiful, but she had that sexual aura about her that said "Let's fuck". The hips beneath her dungaree shorts were ample, and she had nice legs. Immediately Joe felt an urge he had suppressed for quite a while, and this time he didn't want to suppress it.

"Come on in,," she invited, holding the door wide.

He nodded and stepped into the living room of a three-room apartment. The kitchen was immediately to the left of the living room. He usually did business in the kitchen, sitting around a table. But he had the distinct impression this was one chick who didn't go for kitchens. Instead, they went directly into the living room and sat on the sofa against the near wall.

They talked for a while, Orgiurio able to determine she was earning a good enough living to afford a small savings plan. But all the while they talked he had the urge to reach out and grab those tits. She knew it, too. He could tell by the amused look in her eyes that she was fully aware of what was happening to him.

Shit! She was a cock-teaser. Who the hell wanted anything to do with one of those?

Surprisingly, she liked his idea of the size of the policy he had to offer, and she accepted the plan, He filled out the application while she made out a check. She signed the app, and he put it away with the check in his briefcase. Then he zipped it up and prepared to go.

"I'll bet you work pretty hard," she said.

"Hard enough," he acknowledged.

"Why don't you rest awhile, unless you have another appointment."