Unknown - The Mouth Seducers

"I won't see you then?" Pete said.

"No. But I'll be waiting with the car. You hit that safe about twelve-thirty. The guy, Jimmy, hell be sleeping in the chair prob'ly."

Pete nodded. "I got it."

Casey went to the door, smiled at Edna's ass and went out.

Pete said, "He's gonna try to sneak in without no one seeing him. He prob'ly can. I bet he goes out now to set up an alibi."

"Pete… " she said.

"Yeh, cutie." He went over and patted her. She slid her arms about his neck and rubbed her tits on his chest.

"Pete… I d'know about him_"

He said, "Did you get a good screw?" "Jeez, I can get lotsa guys to screw me!" He chuckled, "Yeah, I bet. Like me. How 'bout it? He get you horny?" He rubbed her butt.

She kissed him and pushed her pussy at ol' Putz. She said softly, "He don't get me horny-but you do."

"I like a horny dame," he snickered, pulling up her skirt and rubbing her naked ass. It was firm and round; it felt silky under his hands. The more he rubbed it the hotter she kissed him. When he ran his finger up the crack and tickled her anus she jumped, but continued kissing him lustfully. "I think I'll fuck you," he said. She shoved it at him hard. "Jeez, I thought you'd never get at it." Her hands dived at his fly and released the cock. He pulled her to the bed and flopped on it with her. She pulled him onto her in a passion, yanking the cock to her crotch, wrapping her legs about his body, panting.

Legs high, she put the thing into herself and he thrust it. Putzi went in warm and deep, filling her, expanding inside her, working, poking, loins undulating. "Oh Christ, she breathed, "that's more like it!"

He said, "You didn't get fucked very good, huh?"

Edna moaned deliciously, caressing him, rubbing him, licking his face, humping her pussy to meet his lunges, rubbing her legs and feet on him, sucking his tongue. "Ohhhhh, I'm gettin' it now!" Pete held her lovingly with both hands, fucking her steadily. Her beautiful firm, supple body inflamed him again as it always had. Driving his cock into girl flesh was no new experience, but screwing Edna was a luxury… it seemed like a luxury. Apparently Casey hadn't made it much fun for her; he had known Casey wanted to prong her, but he must have jumped on her and hauled her ashes in a hurry.

He forgot Casey as her undulating convulsing ass got to him and jellied his brain. He went into a kind of pussy madness for a bit, jabbing and assaulting her crotch while she sighed and moaned with pleasure. He thought she came once while he was still on the way, but his smeared brain didn't register perfectly.

He swept up to the orgasm, like on the crest of a giant wave, and crashed on the shore, ramming and bucking, feeling her response, like another ebbtide, threshing with him. It seemed to take delicious hours to subside from the climax, still rubbing himself on her, still kissing her as she curled about him cozily.

And gradually, very slowly, Putzi subsided too. Edna smoothed his hair back, rubbing her satin cheek against his. "Ohhhh, honey, that's what I call a screw."

When they went in to look at Lilli, they found her sitting up in bed, smoking a cigarette. They sat, one on either side of her, Edna stroked her pretty face, "Are you OK, honey?"

Lilli said, "Yeh. Did you send him in here?"

Pete said, "Send who?"

"Casey. He just left about a half hour ago."

Pete looked at Edna and frowned. Edna said, "Whad he do?"

Lilli tapped the ashes off the cigarette. "Well, he came in and crawled into bed."

"The sonofabitch fucked her," Edna said.

"He's a pisser," Pete said, biting his lower lip. He should have known, but how could he know? Christ, a guy can't be everywhere. Casey had a real anxious cock on him, shoving it into everything.

"I think maybe we oughta give up the deal," Edna said. "I dunno about Casey." "He didn't hurt me," Lilli said.

Pete petted her too. "We need the fuckin' dough. He's got a car the cops aren't chasing. Maybe we can get to St. Louie without no trouble. Then we'll see."

Lilli said, "I d'wanna screw him anymore. Tell him, huh?"

"All right." Pete walked to the window, turning it all over in his mind. But Casey did have a car-that was a big item. He could steal one, but they'd have to be watching for fuzz constantly. Maybe Casey wouldn't be too much trouble until they got to St. Louis.

Evening came slowly. They dressed and went out to eat and came back to wait in the room. He let Lilli go down on him as he sprawled on the bed. Edna curled into his arms and they dozed.

He half dreamed of the cocksucking safe. Just as he opened it a cop came in and shot him. Then when he stepped out into the lobby with the dough a cop came up and grabbed him.

At midnight he sent Edna down to look at the night clerk, the guy named Jimmy. Edna sauntered by the desk, looked him over, bought a paper and went back upstairs.

"I think the guy's sleeping," she said. "Anyhow, he's sitting there with his eyes closed."

Pete licked his lips.

He couldn't come for Lilli at all. She sucked hard on him too; but his mind just wasn't on sex, it was on that fucking safe. Even Edna helped out.,. the girls tried to relax him, but even together they couldn't make him shoot.

At twelve twenty they all went downstairs. The girls slipped through the lobby one at a time, to the street, to wait for him.

There were three old geezers in the lobby chattering by the front window. There were always old shits sitting by the front window. He saw Edna stand by the window, then bend over slightly to give the old geezers a thrill. She was diverting attention, giving them a peek of pussy. They suddenly quieted as they stared at the free show.

Pete leaned over the desk. Jimmy was certainly doing a good imitation of a guy asleep. His thermos bottle was sitting, opened, on the desk in front of him. Pete said, "Service…?"

Jimmy didn't stir.

Pete glanced around, slid under the fold-down panel and went past the desk into the office. He copied the combination off the wall, opened the safe and grabbed at the money. It was easy-he had been worrying all day long, and it was really easy. Not a nicking thing to it. It only took minutes. The combination was the key to the job. He took another half minute to make sure he had all the dough. He had.

He closed the safe, locked it again, and slid out.

Lilli saw him coming across the lobby. She and Edna started walking down the street. He joined them before they got to the corner. He wanted to yell! Edna hissed at him, "You got it OK?"

He smiled broadly, and she smiled back. He slapped Lilli's butt and she squealed. He had a great hard-on! Great.

Casey was waiting in the car, smoking furiously. "How'd it go?"

"I got it. Get this fucker outa here!" They got in, slammed doors and Casey roared the motor. Pete pulled Lilli into his lap. He felt wonderful; he kissed her, feeling her hands on Putzi. He was sitting directly behind Casey. Lilli pulled his cock out and went down on it in a crazy hurry. Edna leaned over the back seat and grinned. Casey kept up a flow of chatter for a half hour. He was nervous.

Pete slumped down and let it come. Lilli had worked him over all afternoon, and now she blew him like a geyser. And Casey didn't notice at all because of the traffic.

Pete smiled wanly at Edna. She had been watching and knew when he came into Lilli's mouth. She smiled back; she was happy for him. Edna was a hellova good shit. He wasn't too happy about it when he saw Casey encircle her shoulders with his arm and pull her close to him when the traffic let up a bit. He heard Casey's zipper open, and then the guy was looking down at his crotch and Pete knew she was sucking him.

Casey drove until it got light. Pete woke when the steady vibration changed; they were turning off the highway to an all-night cafe. Pete said, "Where are we?"