Richard Long: Along came a swapper

"Certainly," she agreed. "Why, just take last night, for an example. You fucked me into at least three orgasms before you had one yourself! I just don't know how you held back. Sometimes I wonder if maybe you don't really like it with me so much any more. But then you come on like now, and I know everything's all right."

"I don't understand it either," Max admitted. "Sometimes I can hold it back forever, and then sometimes I feet like I'd shoot if you even breathed on it. And it doesn't seem to have much relationship to how much I want to get in bed with you, either."

"I'm not going to worry about it," she declared. "And certainly not now, of all times! What do you want to do tonight? Go off in my mouth?"

"If you'd like it better that way, of course. But I really think I'd rather have your legs around me and feel you working your pussy up at me when we finish."

"I guess so," Jackie agreed. "I can't ever decide which way I like it best; they're both so incredibly good. You know, sometimes I wish I could fasten another prick on you, so I could suck and fuck at the same time."

"My sentiments exactly," Max sighed, giving her snatch another affectionate kiss. "My, this thing is hot and juicy!"

"Mmm. Your tongue feels just divine in me! Are you about ready, darling? I'd like to keep this up forever, but I'm afraid I'll start getting cramps in my womb unless you put that cock in deep and finish me off."

"Yes. I'm ready for that too," Max whispered.

"All right; in just a moment," she moaned. "Just kiss me once more down there, and make sure you get your lips and tongue just soaking wet from my cunt. I love it so when I can taste my pussy on your sweet, dear face!"

Max obliged, then twisted about on the bed, moving in close so she could cover his dripping mouth with hungry kisses. She fastened her lips on him, twisting her body in enthusiasm as the taste of her own livid sex inflamed her senses even further. She tugged impatiently at Max, signifying her desire to feel his flesh in hers.

Without disturbing their tightly glued lips, he slid over her hip and between her parting thighs. His stiff cock zeroed in on her sweating sex, as if it were a heat-seeking missile of the sort that Walton Instruments helped design.

Jackie grunted deep in her throat when she felt the bareheaded tool nudge in between the swollen lips of her pussy, laying bare the juicy inner meat and giving her a foretaste of the delight it would soon bring.

"Hurry and get it in!" she gasped, tearing her mouth from his. "I feel like I'm coming already! God, my cunt's nearly grown together, it's so hot!"

Jackie lay very still for a moment, savoring to the utmost the thrill of feeling as his hard dick split the mouth of her cunt and plowed into the congested flesh of her vaginal canal. Suddenly, once the entrance had been effected, she seized Max's hips in her hands, swung her legs up around his torso and fastened him to her in a tight grip.

"Drive it in! Split my cunt apart!" she hissed, throwing her loins up and impaling herself on his meaty sword. "Give it all to me, my darling! Oh, fuck me all the way!"

Max plunged into the tight, steamy grip, trying to bury his long prick in one frantic plunge. The force of his attack took Jackie's breath away. Her eyes rolled back, and she felt that her very womb was exploding inside her as his lovely terrible prick carried her further and further up in a cloudland of sexual frenzy.

Once she recovered from the initial thrust, her body turned into a churning engine of sexual completion.

Sobbing out incoherent phrases, she took Max's hearty lunges in her sex, fielded them and fired them back with interest. They had long ago discovered that the sex act improved when they threw themselves into it with unreserved vigor. Consequently, their actions – once they entered the final phase of the climb to climax – were completely without inhibition or reserve.

The long period of preparation had resulted in Jackie's being close to orgasm even before Max pierced her for the second time. Now, as he drove the inexorable rod home again and again, she soared from climax to climax, hardly pausing to catch breath between the ferociously pleasurable spasms that racked her belly. Max fucked away with a hungry zeal, knowing that his straight ahead driving motions only intensified the sensations rocketing through her juicy cunt.

"Oh, God, I'll never stop coming!" Jackie moaned, rubbing the lips of her pussy into the bony mass surrounding the base of his cock. "You'll kill me with prick! You'll screw me to death!"

"Yes… I… will," he grunted frantically. "But I'll fuck… myself to death, too. I'm going to melt in that sweet, hot cunt of yours!"

He gave one more womb-searching, cunt-shattering thrust and then collapsed on Jackie, trying to keep his prick buried deep in her. She felt his balls, dangling against her churning buttocks, give out a shuddering twitch, and then her entire box came alive in one final burst of sexual joy as his prick began pumping jet after jet of smoking come into her body. The knowledge that he was coming – made all the sweeter by his agonized cries of pleasure – sent her into yet another spasm of orgiastic frenzy, and her tortured cunt grabbed hungrily at his foaming prick, milking it of every drop of pleasure it could spurt into her heated caress.

"Another victory for the master cocksman!" she whispered as they lay still, collapsed in the aftermath of their violent explosions. "Oh, Max, sometimes I just die when I think of those years we were going together and could have been doing this!"

"Yes, it does bug a person to know he's missed all that good stuff," he agreed. "But, we can only try to make up for lost time!"

"Yes, and isn't it fun?" she said, giggling against his sweat-slick chest.

"What was that news you had for me?" he asked, bracing up to look down at her flushed but sweetly contented face.

"Oh! I forgot about that! Well, I was over at the shopping center this afternoon, and I ran into Priscilla Walker. Well, it's Hudgins now, actually. She was my roommate, in college the first two years I was there. Just a dear girl, though I thought she was a little wild then. But if the boys fucked her the way you fucked me just now, I can see why she might have been wild!"

"What's she look like? I don't recall the name."

"I don't know if you ever met her," Jackie said. "She's a good-looking girl; you'd probably remember her if you had. Well, she and her husband just moved here. I think she said he'd been transferred. Anyway, they have an apartment over on Windom Way, in that big new posh complex."

"That'll be nice, if they stay here," Max murmured. "Give you an old friend to reminisce with."

"Yes, it'll really be nice," Jackie said. "And they've invited us over for a swimming party and cook-out Saturday night. Want to go?"

"Sure. Why not? It'll do us good to get out for a while. We've been spending too much time at home lately."

"But darling, it's nice to spend time at home with a sex fiend like you! I'll never get enough of this great stuff."

But Jackie had gotten enough for a short time, at least. She lay beneath Max for a few minutes longer, then got up to prepare a celebration dinner. Max dozed off for a moment, to dream idly of repeating the satisfying performance. On waking, he thought of Priscilla Hudgins, wondering what she and her husband would be like, but quickly dismissed it from his mind.

The Bensons ate a hearty meal in celebration of Max's promotion, then washed their dishes and returned to bed, seeking to surpass the fervent joy of their Special. They both had to admit that the later climaxes didn't quite measure up to the bone-crushing splendor of that first grand culmination, though they also admitted that the effort had been delightful.