Jason Cannon: Hot pants stewardess

Thrusting his hips forward, Jerry ground forward to press the tip of his hard dick against the thin, flimsy strip of nylon material covering her cunt, and it slid between her parted young thighs easily. The tips of her breasts were pressing into his chest, the nipples as hot as branding irons, and Joanie sucked hard on his tongue as he swirled it around and around inside her warm mouth.

"You want it, honey?"

"Yes, dammit, I do – I want it bad!"

With trembling fingers, he pulled her suit down to expose the perfect blonde triangle of her cunt.

Suddenly she leaned over and pressed her lips against the head of his prick. She dragged the tip of her tongue over the head, then took the shaft in both her hands and began licking wildly. Jerry groaned and thrust his huge cock up at her. She opened her mouth wide and let it slide between her lips. Then she closed her mouth shut and began bobbing her head up and down, sucking him greedily.

"Jesus, you do want same cock tonight, don't you?" he rasped, watching his meat disappear into her face.

She lowered her head until she had all of his cock in her mouth and her lips were brushing against his curly black pubic hair. She sucked ravenously, until Jerry began to tremble. Just when he thought he was about to come, she pulled away. She lay dawn beside him, took his hand, and guided it to her cunt.

"Hurry," she gasped. "Put your cock in me and fuck hell out of my pussy!"

She slid her arms around his waist and pulled herself towards him. His cock pressed against the opening of her cunt. She clamped her mouth against his and jammed her tongue down his throat. Her hand slid down between their bodies and guided him to her pussy slit. Before Jerry knew what was happening, he was inside her. He was surprised by the incredible, warm, comfortable feeling of her vaginal walls clasping his thick prick. He began to move back and forth, plunging it in deeper and deeper. Then he rolled over on top of her and plunged it nearly all the way in.

She threw her legs in the air and wrapped them around his heaving buttocks. With each stroke, he got more cock into her. Joanie groaned with delight and urged him on.

"Yes, yesssss, fuck me, Jerry! Fuck me good!"

They rocked back and forth on the hard raft. Both of them were glistening with sweat. Joanie licked his face as she rocked her hips rhythmically.

"Mmmmmm, Jerry, that's good. Oh God, that's good!"

Jerry thrust his cock in to the limit and she accepted all the cock he could give her. She ran her hands between his buttocks and felt his asshole with her finger. The opening was wet and her finger slipped in easily. She began finger-fucking his ass as he cock-fucked her cunt.

"Jeez, that feels peat! Don't stop, don't stop!"

"I'm gonna come, Jerry!" Joanie gasped. "I'm gonna come!"

She stopped bucking for a moment and let her orgasm reach her. Then suddenly, furiously, she began pushing her cunt up at him.

"Come on, Jerry! Goddammit! Come on!" Jerry let his climax come. He shot deep inside her pussy, coating her vaginal walls with his warm cum. They rocked back and forth until their orgasms passed, then they broke apart and lay back on the raft, gasping for breath.

"Mmmmm, good, good fuck," Joanie moaned happily. Then it hit her. Jesus, she thought, she was no different than Maureen, and she was a slave to her own cunt.

"You're here, lady."

Joanie popped her eyes open. The doorman was holding the door of the cab open. She paid the driver, and five minutes later opened the door of her apartment.

The memory of fucking Jerry had made her pussy boil with juices. She headed for her bedroom, intending to strip and take a quick shower. As she passed Maureen's room, she heard a snore.

Gently she pushed the door open.

"Son-of-a-bitch," she murmured, "and I felt guilty about Jerry!"

If Joanie's pussy was frothing before, it was gushing now. The big, husky man on the bed had the biggest, hardest cock she had ever seen. It stood straight toward the ceiling like a fleshy flagpole.

It twitched as Joanie approached the bed, as if it sensed her presence.

That bitch! Joanie thought. Maureen has been fucking this big, beautiful cock all night long, and I was feeling guilty about one little fuck with Jerry!

She reached out and curled her fingers around his meat. His eyes opened and a smile spread across his lips.

"Hi. I'm Eddie Dale, and that's my cock."

"I'm Joanie Barrett, Maureen's roommate. Is this a piss hard-on, or is it for real?"

"I been dreamin' about Maureen's pussy. It's for real. I'll bet you got beautiful tits under all those clothes."

"You must be the super stud Maureen's been hiding away for herself."

"There's one way to find out." Eddie grabbed for her wrist.

"Ah – ah, not so fast," Joanie said, pulling her arm away and dancing toward the foot of the bed. "What makes you think I want to fuck you?"

Eddie laughed and fisted his meat. "Because of the way you're looking at this."

And he was right. He had both hands, side by side, wrapped around his cock, and four inches, plus the head, still stood free and clear. Joanie's pussy flowed and her mouth watered just looking at that beautiful fleshy pole.

Why not? she thought. Maureen's been getting it. Why shouldn't I?

She would start her part of the agreement that afternoon. Right now she wanted this big hunk of cockmeat slicing her pussy in half.

"You want it or not?"

He hoped she did as he pumped his cock and let his eyes roam over the petite blonde's startling figure. Her hair was short, a natural blonde, that framed the sides of her beautifully pixyish face like a golden halo. The bangs on her forehead added to the seductive quality he felt radiating from her.

Looking at her, he felt he could truthfully admit that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was all woman, but the angelic pertness of her face and her soft features gave her a quality of naivete that he had never encountered before.

Her breasts were full, riding high on her chest. They seemed about to burst from the snug blouse she wore. Her tits were so large on such a small frame that Eddie wondered how in the hell she could stand up straight.

Joanie looked at him, and the desire deepened into a hungry yearning. "You like what you see as much as I like what I see?"

Eddie rolled to his feet and came around to the end of the bed. Joanie's eyes stared with lust at his cock as his experienced fingers removed her clothes. Eddie gasped when he removed the bra and her great, heavy breasts tumbled into his hands.

"Jesus."

Joanie moved to the bed and lay down, her thighs parted. Eddie lay down beside her and ran his hand down to the blonde mound of fur between her legs. He pressed downward. Itching sensations nibbled at his crotch as his fingers split the cunt lips and dipped into her juices. Joanie spread her legs farther apart and her pussy spread open like a gigantic mouth.

Eddie's tongue slid out of his mouth. He was aching to dip it in her cuntal slit. She raised her slender thighs, presenting herself brazenly to him. Tugging at her huge tits with his fingers, he crushed the pink buds of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, making her cry out. Then he pressed his mouth against hers. Her breath rushed at him, hot and moist. He threw one leg across her body and straddled her thighs. His hot cockflesh pressed against the softer flesh of her cunt. How good she felt to him! So soft, so pliable, so ready. He dug his fingers into her sides and rubbed his cock against her wet cunt again and again without entering. Then he scooted up her body, pressing his hard buttocks against the fleshy mounds of her tits.

"Suck me."

Her eyes met his, half-lidded and gleaming with passion. Joanie opened her quivering mouth. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips suggestively. She was ready.