John Kellerman - A girl_s best friend

If only there was some way he could whip them away from all this, back to Tucson perhaps. But he couldn't, not now. He'd gotten himself in the Goddamned bag, all right, and the worst was yet to come for his Darling! God almighty, what could he do? What?

Jan gave a start, grunting aloud and pushing away the sheet. Gil stared at her exposed, beautiful breasts in all of their enchanting loveliness. Then, they became Randi's intoxicating globes once more.

The tall redhead was walking toward the bed in the room where she had led him. He had already stripped his clothes away and climbed drunkenly onto the satin coverlets to wait for her. Smiling with her inimitable warmness, she had raised the mini over her head slowly, tantalizingly, revealing her breathtaking, white voluptuousness, her long-lashed green eyes locking on his throbbing hard prick as she came forward.

"Lover, it's beautiful," she said. "I can tell from here."

"L… Like your tits!" he'd gasped, watching them dance and sway provocatively to her every movement, then she folded a knee onto the bed, leaning forward, and they jutted out like lush, pink-capped, melons.

"Would you like to fuck them with it, first, Darling?" she invited softly, her delicate use of the lewd word and her obscene suggestion bearing not the slightest trace of vileness for him.

She climbed onto the bed and came close to him, her soft hand immediately going down to his hair-covered pelvis and gently grasping his cock. He choked out a groan at the warm and soft touch of her hand. She partially sat beside him, her long legs folded in a Z, her auburn tresses falling over her shoulders to veil her thrusting tits, and began to knowingly stroke his pulsing rod.

"Would you?" she repeated. "And I'll suck it when you cum. I like it that way for starters."

"Starters? Jesus Christ! What do you do for enders?"

She laughed, easing down on the bed beside him, letting go of his shaft and encircling her arms around his neck then smoothed her hands down his back, drawing him toward her as she rolled onto her back and he was half up over her. She was completely in command. He'd felt like a child.

"You're not one of them, are you, Lover?" she said softly.

"One of them?"

For a moment, she was silent, her enchanting eyes searching his.

"How did you ever get involved with Darrel Jenkins?"

"He… he's my boss," he gulped. "I mean, he's Chairman of the Board of Trustees of the bank I manage."

"I see," she said, tracing her fingers lightly through the blondish hair on his chest. "I like you, Gil. You're not an animal… and usually, it's animals. Now, I won't have to pretend. I know I'm going to love whatever you do to me. Or make me do to you."

She was whispering. He swallowed tightly, feeling her magnificent body hot and tight against his own. She rolled toward him, tighter into his arms, offering herself, her thighs snug against his own tensed ones, her belly a soft and luscious sensation.

Christ, he wished he hadn't drunk so much! What was she talking about? Animals? And he'd thought he'd blow his mind when she said, I know I'm going to love whatever you do to me, or make me do to you!

His cock throbbed lustily against the silken pubic curls of her reddish, hair-covered mound. He felt her firm breasts digging pointedly into his chest, and her arms were around his neck pulling him to her. He let his own encircle her slender waist and draw her lower portions tighter to him.

"Lis… Listen… I'm just a dumb guy, Randi… and I don't know what this is all about," he stammered. "But Darrel said you had a husband… something about a swap club. Well, I've got a wife at home, too, and I love her."

Suddenly, her lips smothered his face! Her long nails dug into the flesh of his back and she continued to kiss him, squirming her enticing loveliness smotheringly against him.

"That… that's the most beautiful statement I've heard in ages, Lover!" she said excitedly. "Loving your wife… and you meant it!"

"Yes… of course, I meant it! I do!"

"I know, I know! It's beautiful to hear!" Randi hissed. "It's really beautiful, and I love you all the more for it! Oh God, it's going to be heavenly with you… I just know it is! Please, Lover, fuck me, or something… right now? Y… You want to, don't you?"

Gil felt his prick throbbing like an axe-handle against her soft belly. She was clinging to him hungrily, caressing the hollows and tensed muscles of his back with soothing, long-fingered hands in her obvious, building desire. Shit, she was too luscious to be real!

"Gil Darling? You do want to, don't you?" she repeated anxiously.

"Y… Yes! Yes, I do! B… But I'm not very good!"

"Oh Lover, you couldn't be anything else… and I want you so bad!"

"Christ!"

"Now, Darling, now!"

"Pu… Put it in!"

"I'd love to!" she breathed, moving expertly beneath him until he felt her hand grasping his cock once more and he choked aloud. "Don't be afraid to cum when you're ready, Lover. Then, I'll show you new ways… even when you think you're completely empty. And you'll cum again and again and again for me! After, you can take them home and show your wife. But tonight, you'll do them with me… and I hope, before Sara and Darrel join us."

Her words registered slowly, but they eventually did.

"Sa… Sara and Darrel… join us?" he repeated.

"Of course, Lover. Didn't you know? That's his thing… an orgy!"

Her words buzzed through his befuddled mind hazily while she manipulated him between her warm lush thighs and he found himself on top of her, his cock still clutched inside her warm hand.

A momentary vision of Jan's sweet face materialized in his brain but he brushed it away. Fuck, he didn't want to think of anything but the enrapturing exhilaration sweeping over him! Wild sensations raced through his loins as he raised himself to look down at his position between her widespread, receptive thighs, and he saw her slender white hand wrapped possessively around his thick cock, gently working its heavy foreskin back and forth over the glistening, purple glans.

Then she raised her luscious crotch lewdly and he watched her draw his cock-head upward through the smooth vale separating her gorgeous asscheeks and tantalizingly splay the copperish hair-lined flanges of her moist, pink cunt, opening her coral split licentiously to his lust-filled eyes while she continued to tease the nub of her clitoris with its satin like, rubbery tip.

"Fuck!" he gasped. "Put it in! Put it in!"

"All right… there, my lover," she whispered, quickly placing the heavy knob at the mouth of her vaginal channel. "Give it to me! Quick and hard!"

Gil barely knew what he was doing, his desire blinding him! He thrust without mercy, driving his rock-hard shaft up into the lubricious and wanting raw flesh of her cuntal-hole like a demon, hearing her groan loudly in her throat with the pain-pleasure and feeling the velvety hot walls of her passage enclose around his rod as might a clutching fist!

Immediately, he was buried to the hilt, his bloated balls wedged into the smooth, hairless crevice between her rounded, white buttocks. He sensed the tiny clam like mouth of her womb beneath the tip of his prick-head as she grunted and winced once more. He drew out of her and charged again and again, as if these were his finest moments, while she whimpered and cringed in under him… until finally, she began to lift her enchanting crotch salaciously up to meet his plunges, and the harder he rammed, the higher up she raised her moist hole to receive him.

"Oh… oh Christ!" he gasped, abruptly. "Yo… You see? I'm ready to cum, and you're just beginning!"

He stopped suddenly and dropped down on top of her, flattening her full breasts beneath his broad chest as he struggled inside himself to hold back his orgasm.