David Ingram - Hot pants bride

"You have a nice cock, Andy," she said, and put her hands on his chest. "I like it."

She moved steadily on his cock, and then gave a little gasp and fell forward onto his chest, her ass humping furiously. She was coming, coming hard.

"Oh, shit Andy, I'm coming!" she cried. "It feels good, so fucking good."

She rolled off and lay beside him, breathing heavily. "You didn't make it, did you, darling? It's okay, I'll take care of you."

She reversed her position and put her head on his stomach, his erect cock waving before her eyes. She reached out and took it in her hand.

"I'm going to suck you off, Andy, let you cum in my mouth," she said.

She raised up and took it in her lips. The skin was peeled back, the head naked and wet. She sucked on the head, using her lips on the ridge under the flared crown.

Andy groaned, stirred his hips. "God, Babs, suck it. Love it when you suck," he mumbled. "Wish Beth would do it."

Beth lifted up. "It is Beth doing it, you sonofabitch," she cried. She looked at him. He was hazy, his eyes closed, unaware of everything but the feel of her lips on his pecker.

"Don't stop, Babs… do it some more."

"Okay, you bastard, I'll let you juice in my mouth, but I won't do it when you're awake. Little Babs can suck it for you then."

She closed back over his cock. She felt the cum leaking from her cunt onto the crisp, cool sheets, Maxie's cum, and spread her legs. She liked the feeling.

"Yeh, baby, suck me off, drink it," he moaned.

Beth had half his cock in her mouth, almost gagging her. When she felt him stiffening, she cupped his tightly sacked balls, and backed off until she held only the head. She sucked hard, sliding her finger up and down the underside of his shaft.

He went rigid and started squirting. He had a load. She swallowed the thick, slick gunk. It wasn't as sweet as Doc's, or as salty as Carson's, or as smokey and rich as Maxie's, but… well, it was good. She hungrily sucked him dry.

"I hope you enjoyed it, you asshole," she said, and got up and went into the bathroom.

"I'm not sure I like this," Andy said.

He sat on the edge of the bed and tied his shoes. Beth stood naked in front of the closet. She was fresh from a bath and her thick, brown pubic hair stood out fluffily. She pulled a dark green, silky dress from the closet.

"It's just a cocktail party for Doc's big clients. You are invited, too you know."

"I have to work tonight. You know that."

Beth let the green dress slide down over her head. It fit like her skin, accenting her slim waist and full hips. Her full tits filled the bodice, her nipples easily discernable.

"You're not going like that?" Andy said.

"I was. You said you liked me to look enticing."

"Christ, you look more like an invitation for a fuck. You might just as well go naked. You better put some underwear on, and some pantyhose." He looked at his watch. "Shit, I gotta get."

She came over and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll be home before midnight, honey. Doc said it would only last two or three hours."

"Okay. Have fun, and put on some underwear."

"If you want me to."

"Can I drop you off?"

"No, Doc and Molly are picking me up. You remember Molly, Doc's wife?"

"Of course, I remember her. Think I'm a dunce?" He gave her a disgusted look, and left.

Beth sat on the bed and put on her heels. She went to the mirror and fluffed her hair, picked up a comb, decided she liked the just-got-out-of-bed look, and threw the comb down. She put on dangling ear rings, a necklace, dabbed a little perfume behind her ears, then lifted her skirt and slid her perfumed finger in the valleys on each side of her pussy lips.

She had a scotch on the rocks half consumed when she heard the car in the driveway. She looked out the window, saw the big Caddy, and tossed down the rest of the scotch. She draped a light sweater over her shoulders and left the house, the scotch already warming her belly.

When she opened the door, she saw a strange man behind the wheel, and it wasn't Doc's Cadillac.

"Oh," she cried.

"Get in, Beth. Doc was busy so he sent us to get you," Molly Burns said from the back seat.

Beth turned her head. Molly was in the back with another man. Her blouse unbuttoned all the way and her hair was mussed. She wore no lipstick. They were sitting close, the man's arm around her shoulder, his finger tips in her open blouse.

"Well, get in," Molly said again.

Beth slid in and pulled the door closed.

"This is Ned, and your driver is Jeff," Molly said.

"Hi," Beth said, feeling a little awkward.

She turned to say something to Molly while Jeff backed the car, but Molly was busy. They were kissing, and Ned had one of her big tits cupped in his hand. Molly was moaning softly, her palm down on Ned's lap.

Beth turned back to the front quickly.

"Slide over, honey. I won't bite," Jeff said.

She looked at Jeff for the first time. He was about forty, and not bad looking, with a full head of graying hair. He looked rich, too. It was one of those things that show on a man. He had a big diamond on his left pinkie. She heard Molly moan again, a moan that meant nothing but pleasure, and slid close to Jeff. His arm came around her shoulder.

"Oh shit, Ned, you're really hard," Molly whispered.

Beth smiled and wondered how hard he was. He looked to be at least sixty.

"Yeh, honey, suck it, make my nipple hard," Molly said.

"Sounds like they're having fun," Jeff said, his fingers going down inside her dress.

Beth slid as close as she could so he could reach her nipple. She bent towards him and kissed his neck, then gently bit his earlobe.

"You like 'em?" she hissed.

"Goddamn, they're magnificent," Jeff said.

"Make my nipples hard, too."

She felt her nipple stiffen under his finger. "Yeh, oh yeh," she sighed. The excitement glowed in her belly, twitched in her pussy.

God, I've gotten so loose, she thought, I'm a regular whore. She kissed his neck, rolled her tongue into his ear while he played with her nipples. "I like that, makes me tingle all over," she whispered into his ear.

She heard Molly moaning softly in the back seat, heard Ned grunt, and turned her head to took back. "Jesus," she muttered.

Molly was facing Ned, straddling his lap, her hips slowly rising and falling. Beth could hear the telltale wet sounds now, too. Molly was fucking him.

"Jeff, they're doing it," Beth gasped.

"Doing what?" Jeff said.

"She's fucking him, sitting on his lap and fucking him."

Jeff wheeled the Caddy into an underground parking lot and cut the engine. He turned and said, "Let them finish." He kissed her hard on the mouth. Beth responded with her tongue, her belly a tight knot of excitement.

She felt both his hands on her tits, heard the sighing and moaning from the back, and put her hand on his crotch. His cock was thick and hard inside his pants.

"Take it out and play with it," Jeff said.

"Right here? It's too light." But she already had her hand inside his trousers.

"Oh shit, Ned, I'm going to cum," Molly cried.

Beth had Jeff's cock out.

"Suck it, Beth. I want you to suck me off," Jeff said.

"Let's go up to the party, have a couple of drinks first."

"I don't have time. I have to catch a plane in less than an hour. Actually, that's why I picked you up instead of Doc. He said I could have some fun before I left."

"You mean he said I was easy. You're both taking an awful lot for granted."

Jeff chuckled. "No, he didn't say you were easy. He said you'd fuck at the drop of a hair pin. He also said you like to suck cock."

"The dirty bastard," Beth hissed. Still she held tightly to Jeff's pecker. "I couldn't suck your cock if I wanted to, which I don't, because the fucking steering wheel is in the way."