Unknown - The Mouth Seducers

"I've got an apartment just down the street," Frank said. He led her out of the light, down the sidewalk. Away from the bar and the main street, it was dark and shadowy. Frank paused in the first shadowy place and kissed her. To keep him interested, Lilli pressed herself close and kissed him like she meant it. It took his breath away.

Then she grabbed his cock and massaged it. She wanted to suck on it. She unzipped him and he sucked in his breath.

"Wait'll we get to the goddam apartment, honey."

She handled it, with both hands. He had a nice one. She. didn't want to let go. So they walked to the apartment with her hanging onto it. By the time they got there, Frank was in a white heat and Lilli was so horny she had forgotten about Pete. Frank stopped now and then, got his hand up her skirt and frigged her. He even tried to put her back against a tree and work it up her.

Afraid someone would see them, Frank took her around in back. They went in the back door and started up the stairs.

But Lilli boiled over. She had to have that big cock!

She stopped him, slid down and took it in her mouth. Frank said, "Oh, Jesus!" He slid down the wall and sprawled, legs splaying, staring at Lilli who was frigging him with crazy lips in a manner he had never known before. It was no contest. Lilli sucked him off in minutes, gobbling him, gulping it down, frigging and milking the pecker for all of it, every drop of it, draining him from toes to hair roots.

She kept sucking it, although Frank moaned and trembled after the first five minutes. She wanted to get it hard and do it all over again.

And then, when her own paroxysms faded, she began to realize that she had fucked up the entire job. Pete wasn't here to clobber the sucker because Pete didn't know they had come around in the back. She was supposed to have taken him in the front so they could be seen. She stopped sucking and looked up at him. "Oh, shit!"

He said, "What's the matter?" She said, "The dough."

He thought she meant payment for the blow job. Wearily he reached for his wallet and counted out a twenty. "Is that enough?"

She shook her head, fingering the limp weenie, looking at the rest of his dough.

He said, "Honey, that was undoubtedly the best blow I ever had, but it's not worth more than twenty bucks."

"We haven't finished."

Frank smiled wanly and sighed. "I'm finished, honey."

She bit her lip, staring up at him. She had forgotten that all men weren't like Pete, who had a permanent erection.

"Gimme your phone number," he said, putting the wallet away, "I'll wanta see you again, honey."

Reluctantly she let go the cock and rose. Turning, she ran down the steps as he yelled at her. She had really fucked it up! And all they had was a twenty. She wadded it up in her hand and ran down the street.

Pete was sore. She met him on the dark street and gave him the money. "He took me around in back and I couldn't do anything about it…!"

He was sore, but he cooled down. The guy was stronger than she was, and he knew she had tried.

Lilli was a good kid. He fingered the twenty. "Wha'd you have to do, cutie?" She sighed and leaned against him. "Well, you know… "You blew him, huh?" She nodded. "Did he fuck you?"

She shook her head. An idea came to her. "He said he had lots of dough, but he didn't."

"The sonofabitch," Pete said. "Guys take advantage of girls. Come on, let's go back."

She was relaxed, with Pete taking it so well. Half way back, on a dark street, she stopped him and kissed him. "Thanks for not getting sore." "Shit, I know you didn't wanna do it that way." She said, "Jeez, you're a good guy, honey." She unzipped him and got Putzi out in both hands. It only took a minute to get him stiff. She was still horny as hell.

"Can I have it?" she begged. "Sure, cutie…. " He backed against a fence and lit a cigarette, glancing around as Lilli knelt in front of him and went to work excitedly.

It was too bad the pussy-hit hadn't come off. Of course Lilli wasn't a whore; he couldn't expect her to be as hard-boiled about sex as a whore would be, or be able to handle guys with hard-ons like a whore would. Lilli was a beautiful little doll, with a wild compulsion, and maybe the guy had realized it. It was hard to tell. If he had, he might have taken Lilli around the back, as she had said, and shoved his cock into her mouth. Lilli wouldn't have been able to refuse him then. She'd have sucked him off, just as she did.

He knew then she was the wrong one. He should have sent Edna to lure the guy. Edna fucked like a goat, but she wasn't compulsive about it like Lilli was about cocksucking. Yen, he should have sent Edna.

Anyhow, he hated to have strange guys shoving their pricks into Lilli's mouth.

He winced and writhed as he began to get close. Lilli could suck the stuff out of a windmill. He stared down at her, marvelling again how Lilli could take so much of the cock into her mouth. He had only met one other dame who had been able to do that… Marge, a long time ago.

Marge had been the wife of a friend, Joey Man-dell, who had arranged for him to get a truck driving job once. About the time he started driving the truck, Joey had married Marge. Pete had met her plenty of times, and once had been to a party at Joey's house and had daneed with Marge in the wee hours… everyone was dancing very close in the half darkness. Joey was drunk.

Pete had got a huge hard-on, of course, while dancing. Marge had felt it and had pushed herself at it, snickering softly and biting his ear. Then, as the party was fading out, she had led him furtively to an unused room where she had investigated the big bulge in his pants, finding it pure prick.

He sat on a chair and pulled her down onto his lap and the spike had gone into her a yard or more. Marge loved it, but she loved it more when she slid off his lap and went down on it. Big as it was, she could take the entire thing into her mouth just as Lilli did.

Marge was itchy for his cock and made it easy for him to exercise it in the next few months. She was the first one who had ever swallowed his cock whole. She was different to him. She was more cock crazy than most girls he had known. He recalled that sometimes Joey complained that Marge damn near killed him… and now he knew what Joey meant. Pete would watch Marge's eyes go murky when he gushed down her throat.

It had all ended when Joey had changed jobs and had taken Marge off to some strange city. He had certainly missed her.

He watched Lilli blowing him, thinking about Marge, but not missing her anymore. Lilli was better than Marge, and more loving. Lilli loved a cock while she mouth-fucked it. Marge had usually attacked it in headlong passion, trying to make the cock spout as fast as possible. Lilli only did that when she was so itchy she couldn't stand waiting.

She made him come, jerking his shoulders against the fence, trembling and quaking with the sensations she sucked out of him. She cooed to the cock, whispering to it, telling it that it was a sweet thing, a delicious thing…

He let her moon over it for long minutes before he lifted her to her feet. She sagged against him, having booted one also.

He kissed her, "Feel better?"

"Uh huh." She clung to him. "Take me home an' screw me, huh?" He promised, wondering why she suddenly wanted that.

They got the bus early next morning, all of them half asleep, but eager to quit the town. Pete bought tickets to Columbus and they settled down to let the scenery slide by.

Edna had been nervous about the night's adventure. She had drunk half a bottle when they had gone and was drunk when he had returned with Lilli. She was so happy to see them, she had been almost hysterical, kissing them both over and over again… and so he had got horny and had fucked her on top of the bed with Lilli soothing her and kissing her.