"Ranch house swingers" - читать интересную книгу автора (Collins Jeff)

CHAPTER TEN

David wheeled the big, expensive car around the last curve and over the crest of the bill. He took his foot off the accelerator for the steep descent to the valley below. A few lights already were burning in the old home town.

A column of smoke hung above the foundry, reflecting the red orange glow of the setting sun. The red neon sign blinked on the dome, of the bank. Nothing seemed to have changed in the time he had been away.

David steered the car onto Broad Street and followed traffic toward the center of town. Edging into the right lane, he touched the brakes and wheeled into the drive.

Above him a blue and white neon blinked on and off: FAY'S MOTEL.

He smiled and adjusted his twenty-five dollar tie in the rearview mirror and straightened the lapels on his brand new three-hundred dollar suit.

The judge had been more than generous. All David had really wanted for the film and tapes was his original twenty-grand. The judge had insisted on a hundred. He said that was what the ranch would go for when he forced Aaron Knight to sell it.

As David slid from the car and walked across the concrete toward the motel office, he remembered Addie's last words as he had walked from the ranch with his bags.

"You prick! You double-crossing prick!"

"You'll do all right somewhere else, Addie. With your hot pussy you can always scare up another Aaron," David hissed.

"You bet your ass I will. There will be another Addie's house!"

"Probably, but without me."

"You'll miss it, prick. You'll miss Addie's pussy!"

"No, I won't, Addie. I learned something these past weeks. There's more to a woman than a cunt… and there's something more than just fucking…"

"What the hell is it?" Addie had sneered. "You'll never know, Addie."

David pushed open the door and entered. The office was empty. He went around the counter and on into the living quarters.

She was standing by the fireplace, drink in hand, waiting for him. She was even more beautiful than he remembered. His eyes roamed over her body.

Her dress clung to her supple shape tightly, revealing every luscious curve. He had to admit that she really didn't look her age. Her tits were pear-shaped and ripe for the picking. Her buttocks swayed back and forth as she moved, and her legs were long and tapered. The short skirt she was wearing came mid-way up her firm thighs. The neckline of her top was revealing, and her ample tits showed the slight traces of her deep, luscious cleavage.

She stopped a foot from him and met his eyes with hers. Fay smiled at him with her full lips parted. There was an unmistakable look of tenderness in her bright green eyes.

"How are you, David? I'm so glad you've come back."

"Hello, Fay."

He let his eyes wander up and down. She did look terrific. Creamy skin and a beautiful face beneath a bright red crown of hair.

"You like my outfit?"

"It's great. You're as pretty as ever, Fay."

She pursed her lips and breathed softly. Her hand reached out and closed on his arm.

"Have you come back to stay, David?"

"Maybe."

"I hope so," she said with a sigh. A faint blush spread across her cheeks. "I couldn't go through with the divorce."

"I heard. Now, I hope you won't have to."

Her tits rose and fell, more visible to him now in their rounded fullness beneath the loosened dress with its low-cut bodice. He could see the outline of their tiny, hardened nipples through the lacy black nylon cupping them, and felt the first real tempest rumbling down in his balls.

Her expression suggested that she knew the effect she was having on him. She still held the glass but she put her hands on his shoulders, letting slender fingers spider up toward his neck from either side.

"Are you still a good lover, darling?" she whispered.

"I work hard," he replied, feeling her hips moving in against his with a warm and exciting pressure.

"That's reassuring. It's been a long time for me."

"Then you got my note?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied. "It's hard to believe, but I want to believe it!"

"It's true. I want you back, Fay."

"And I want you, David. But what I said when you left still goes. I won't sharp you, ever. I want all or nothing."

"It's all!"

The stress of her rounded hips increased, insistent thighs pressed tightly against his until the length of her urgent young legs were molded to his.

Her fingers crept up his cheeks, then around his neck. Her perfume filled his head and his cock began to pulse heavily.

He bent down and kissed her, the lush lips against his own warm and yielding, her tiny tongue moving into his mouth like an eager little animal.

His jacket was open, and through his shirt he felt the hardened tips of her nipples digging into him, cushiony tits smothering hotly over his chest.

She was fumbling at his fly as he rolled her skirt into a ball at her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties.

"Bedroom?" he rasped, as he felt cool air hit his naked, hard dick.

"Next. Now… here!" she moaned and squatted a little as she spread her thighs.

She was more than ready. Juice moistened his cockhead before she got it clear to her lower lips.

"Now, David, now! Take me, NOW! Right here, standing up! Fuck me, darling!"

He pulled the dress down from her shoulders. The half-bra came with it, letting her perfect tits spill out. David sucked the tip of her right tit into his mouth. She felt his teeth on either side of the nipple and his tongue on its end.

"David!" she whispered. "Oh, David! Yes!"

He pulled his head back and stared into her face. "Here, baby! You want it here? You're sure?"

"Wherever we are, David! The way I feel, just wherever we are! It's a good thing we weren't walking across the street when this hit me!"

"Goddamn," he exclaimed. "You're a different Fay! I think I'll keep you!"

"The old one was awfully tired," she murmured.

"Aaaaagghhhh!"

His dick slid full length through her cuntal lips and her hard clit came down on the upper ridge of his pumping meat.

Soon her thighs began to tremble, and she pushed her cunt forward, farther and farther, fucking his meat, until she was literally in the air. Her pussy was dripping with juice. His meat fucked her slowly, drawing her to a full climax. Fay groaned louder with each of his strokes, and he felt her cunt mouth tighten on the head of his prick.

"I love you," she moaned. "Not just your cock… I love all of you, David!"

"I know. It took me a long time to realize that, too… until I found out that the rest of you went with your pussy!"

He suddenly gave a savage thrust deep within her cunt and let loose, a stream of thick, scalding juice.

He flooded her pussy with jack-hammer lunges full of hot, sticky cum. Long jets of it ricocheted off her cuntal walls and streamed from her pussy to flow like lava down her thighs and pool in coagulated puddles on the carpet below. She came, screaming from the size of her release.

She heaved her cunt against the pounding meat as his cock continued to empty inside her with unbelievable force. Her thighs trembled and her belly quivered as though some giant pressure was beating inside her. Her brain reeled insanely from the sensual reactions shooting through every bone of her lust-crazed body. She was in heaven again.

"Are you all right?"

"I'm wonderful, David, fantastic!"

Still standing, David let his fingers roam over her tits and belly and cunt as she moaned like a drugged baby. When he shoved his finger into her cunt, it was as though he had opened a spigot… cum flooded out of her.

"You want more?" Fay said, smiling and easing her feet back to the floor.

"You know me," David grinned.

She laughed and kissed his mouth. It was a warm, passionate kiss, and there was a feeling of tenderness in it that he'd never found in Addie's kisses.

"You need a bath, darling," she said. "Come on…"

She undressed him and pushed him under the shower. The water felt warm and relaxing. Then she flipped on the cold faucet and he came flying out from under it.

That was what he had been looking for… that feeling of tenderness. The only thing wrong, he'd looked in the wrong places.

He'd gone after the wrong things for the wrong reasons. All at once he realized that the good, honest things he wanted out of life were right here, with Fay.

Why did it take a fool like him so long to discover such a simple truth?

He crushed her to his chest and kissed her mouth hungrily. She responded, pressing her lovely, snug little body against him.

"I love you," he whispered.

"Oh, David…" Her voice was choked with emotion. "It took you so long to realize…"

"Too long," he sighed. "But I'll make up for it. We're gonna sell this dump. We're loaded now, honey. Travel, together, just the two of us."

"Do we have to leave tonight?" she giggled, dropping her hand to his expanding dick.

And then all at once their bodies came together in a passionate embrace. Their lips touched in a kiss that lasted for long moments.

When they finally broke away, he lifted her without a word and carried her to the bed. She clung to him, quivering in his arms.

When he reached for her tits, she made throaty little love gasps. She kissed his face, pressed her lips against his mouth. He knew at last that he had found what he'd been looking for. The most important thing in life. The only thing in this greedy world with any permanence – the honest and tender love of a woman.

"David, what are you thinking about?"

"Eating your pussy," he replied.

"Do you have to think about it?"