"Naked with her dog" - читать интересную книгу автора (Biggs John)

"OK."

She picked up the towel and her damp underpants and the rest of her clothes and tossed them into her laundry bag. She took a brief shower and put on fresh clothes. Maureen rang the buzzer and came in dressed up in black stockings and a new knit top that clung to her full long breasts and wide ribcage. Janey touched Maureen's nipple standing up under the cloth. "Gee, I could loan you one of my bras."

Janey giggled. She set the pizza and beer down on the table. "I'm going out and get some tonight," she said.

"What happened to Terry?"

"He's busy. I saw him last night."

"He's going to spoil you, Maureen. You'll never be satisfied with an average man now."

"That's right! He'll stretch me out and I'll have to get a pet horse."

"Yes, they make good pets."

Maureen gave her one of those joking insinuating glances.

Duke, who'd come over to as soon an Janey let her in, continued to nose around the base of Maureen's drink. "Watch it, Duke," she said, sitting down as they began to sat. Janey'd ripped the box top back and they scooped out long piece of the pie. Duke continued to press his nose against her ass through the back of the chair and was sniffing her loudly.

They both laughed, Maureen first, then Janey somewhat embarrassedly.

"Have you got him trained to lick pussy or anything."

Janey looked down and smiled. "He must like your perfume, Maureen."

"Honey, I've got neither perfume nor soap scent. That's me he's rootin' at… me and me alone."

Janey looked over at him sharply, "Duke! Get over here!"

He responded immediately, after an instant of facing her.

She patted him as they talked, stroking his head approvingly, then calmly she moved her hand up and down his spine hypnotically. He sat on his haunches and from time to time swivelled his head and licked his chops.

Long after the last pizza had been devoured, Janey popped open her third beer.

"Oh," said Maureen with exaggerated satiety. "I shouldn't even be drinking this one."

"Well," winked Janey, "you could leave the other two for me."

"I might do it," said Maureen thoughtfully, not showing surprise. She brought the can up to her lips and drained it. Less than half an ounce. "I thought you were coming with me."

"I don't know," said Janey. "I might have a late date tonight."

"So, you, really have an old man now, that's marvellous."

"I guess so," he said, then smiled wickedly.

"I'd like to do it, too," said Maureen, "but this is too much fun."

"Well, don't think I'm in a different world."

"I don't, but if you stay at home all the time, I might start getting modest in the way I talk around you."

"I'm not going to stay home," said Janey, taking a long drink of beer. "I might want to come out later, so think about coming by again. If you're going to the Dominoes, you'll have come back this way anyway – unless you spend the night somewhere else."

"Not the night, honey. Not tonight. Tomorrow I've got a few things planned." As they talked on, Maureen noticed how much rapport existed between Janey and Duke. Janey looked just like a princess.

"Well, honey, it's knocking eight-thirty. I'm gonna wiggle over to the licensed premises."

Janey sighed, smiled, saw her to the door.

Maureen rambled down the stairs, skilful with her spiked heels, tight short skirt and full stomach now fairly rested. A man passed by the front door of the apartment building, glanced in her direction and looked as he passed. She came outside busily direct to her car, a Pinto, slammed the door smartly, and ignited the engine. The car purred out of the parking space and glided down the street like a fast kitten. She pulled up at stop sign, blinked her light, and turned and accelerated up the avenue with a roar.

The Dominoes was crowded, people spilling out into the brightly lit sidewalk spot around the door. Traffic on the street was moderate and quick of foot. Janey went to the end of the block, turned left and left again into the parking lot of the shopping plaza across a narrow lane from the bar.

Inside the buzz enveloped her, and she met and passed by many pairs of eyes. A bar-girl asked her what she wanted, and somebody she knew materialised about the same time and sprang for the drink. She took frequent tiny sips and gabbed and looked about. The guy introduced her to a couple of friends, she moved in closer with them at the bar and talked with a stranger at the other end of their group. A pretty cool guy. They warmed up to each other, but he begged off when their group suddenly started to split, and she had to settle for exchanging phone numbers with him.

Hope that wasn't a big waste of time, she thought, circulating quickly about another sector of the bar. People at tables, mostly strangers, looked at her and some of them tried to get her attention. She waved or said hello to a couple of individuals whom she knew.

Off to the side of the Dominoes was an open door that led into a kind of short alley, a cul-de-sac used mainly to let out some of the excess heat from indoors.

She walked out there, and it was crowded like parts of the inside. Directly across from her stood a bull-like guy eyeing her with a lewd smile. She felt neutral toward him, but right next to her was a dark-haired handsome one who stared at her with somewhat more sophistication but an equal intensity. He started to talk to her. She licked her lips slightly. They were so close together out there that their thighs were touching. The soft cotton of his sky-blue trousers and the slightly abrasive fabric of her tight stockings. Their conversation grew animated and friendly. He looked down again at her nipples, prominent against her knit top and stared for just a second. He slowly rolled his thigh a little more against her, then away from her leg, and swivelled his body so that the side his hip was resting against the wall instead of his ass. She felt his cock throbbing on her leg. She inhaled a little more deeply next time with just the slightest hint of a hiss. He smiled at her again, and their eyes communed more closely.

"Come on over to my place," he said as a combined question and invitation.

"I don't know, Mike. I got to get up early, go to work, pick up my work clothes at home, come outside a minute with me."

She took his hand, and they walked back through the crowd, having to let go and move single file through the middle of things. They were stopped once by the mass, and he put his hands on her shoulders comfortably. Her hips pressed back against his belly and penis, which got swelled again. He stood there for a while caressing her back.

They got moving again and went outside, walking through the inquisitive crowd by the front door which admired Maureen's round firm ass in the black skirt and her long shapely black-stockinged legs. Her heels clicked warmly as they made their way to the parking lot and disappeared from the bar around the corner of the building. They took a few steps further into the dark and then embraced, hotly thrusting lips and tongues together rubbing their mouths over mouths and cheeks. His hands pressed up the sides to her tits and felt them with gentle firmness. She sighed "Mm," out loud and leaned back a little pressing up against his aggressive posture. He kissed her neck and moved one hand down her spine to her rear, roundly caressing her buttocks and stroking the valley between them. He cupped his hand in deep, low on her tight skirt, stretching it very tight. She pushed her pussy against his leg and wiggled. He ducked his hand under her skirt and caressed her stockinged thigh, pantied hip, and the naked flesh in between. He sucked her neck softly, mushily, kissed up to her jawbone and licked her ear. Her hair was soft and fragrant. Her panties were wet and her hands were all over him. She unzipped and pulled out his erection. It was long, stout, and proud, straining upward slightly, twitching inside her wiggling fingers.

"I want to fuck you," he said.

"What kind of car do you have?"

"An Oldsmobile."

"Let's get in it. Much bigger than mine."

"Oh shit. I don't want that frantic unsatisfied stuff."

"It's only for right now. I'll give you my phone number, and we can get together and fuck some other night for a while."

"Wait, you'll see," he said, putting his hand back inside his garments. "You'll want to do it tonight."

They walked over to his car, her hips thrusting, held and caressed by his active hand. She pulled on his dick and stroked his ass. They leaned against each other as they walked, and engaged tongues on one long skilful kiss before opening the door and climbing into the front seat of the dark spacious automobile.

Her skirt went far up as they sat, and he felt her legs eagerly, sliding up her thighs to her wet, musky panties. They kissed again. He rubbed her hard nipples with the same hand, and then went back to stroking her legs. She opened his pants again and exposed his rod. It was handsome to her, hot and throbbing. She stroked it up and down, stopping with the long olive-like head in the middle of her palm, then descended with a stroke nearly to his tingling nuts.

"I'm going to come now," he said. "Do me quick, then I'll eat you, then I'll be ready again."

She whispered "OK," started pumping him, then pushed her ass forward to the steering wheel and bent forward at the waist. She looked at his hot dick close-up in the dark and rubbed it against her nose and chin. She kissed it, top to bottom, running her hands up and down the clothed thighs. The dick stood up straight next to her ear. She licked the top, kissed it frenchly and sucked it with her lips. In a few moments she had covered half of it and was rhythmically sucking. The warmth and softness of her mouth felt fantastic. His penis twitched. He stroked her hair and neck and back. He cupped her tit and played with the nipple. "Oohhh," he said, thrusting his pelvis up firmly. She sucked him loudly, expertly, excitedly. Her tongue fluttered all over his entrapped member and flattened against it as she sucked with her whole mouth, teasing his nerves up and pulling the semen out. It gushed into her with hot spurts. It was copious and felt good to swallow.

When he went limp, she raised her head and leaned back as his manual caresses on her legs grew more insistent. He got down on the floor and kissed her thighs. He pushed her legs wide apart and caressed them from ankle to cunt. He put his hands flat on her legs above the knees, leaned forward, and nuzzled her pantied pussy. His fingers slid up and over the garment. He drew his face back a few inches and pulled her panties down by the waistband. She wriggled and got up in the air so that they could clear her ass, which he quickly put one hand under, palm up, before she could sit down again. The cool buttocks and warm cunt juice spread over the undulating bones of his hand. She moaned and hissed and he spoke a few, obscene words to her. Then he lifted her gently, slid his hand out from under, and solicitously pulled her panties down her legs and off her feet. She stretched her legs and wiggled her toes and welcomed the back of his head with her hands, entwining her fingers in his hair while he kissed, sucked, and began it eat her pussy.

His cock was pretty hard again. She had a nice cunt, one of the best he'd been into in quite a while. The smell, the taste, the texture were something else. You've hit it again, Mike baby, he said to himself. Give her the treatment and she'll come back for more. They'd fuck three times a week, have orgies! He would explore new techniques and thrills with her.

Maureen sighed and moved her legs against his head. His tongue was all over and darting deep inside. He licked her clitoris flickingly and put a finger into her pussy. Then another finger. He moved them in and out slowly while he rapidly sucked on her. She squeezed her thighs against his head and shook with orgasmic trembling. He finger-fucked her faster and faster, till she was moaning loud and coming, really climaxing. She begged for more, whimpered with desire even as is fleeing across the peak of her crescendo. His tongue whipped her pussy into a frothy mass of quivering nerve-endings. He replaced his fingers with his tongue, orally fucking her a deeply as he could, scooping with his tongue every last thrill that could come out of her.

"Oh, that was fantastic," she said moments later, stroking his hair as his head lay immobile and throbbing against her leg. He kissed her satisfied vagina softly. He got up and sat beside her again. His put her hand in her lap. His penis was rising up again and twitching insistently. She covered most of the shaft with her hand and started jerking him off. They kissed hungrily, then he pressed his thighs against hers and lowered slightly to get his rod in position…

Later on, Maureen called Janey and told her everything, almost anyway. Janey felt her heart pound in response to news of the exciting pick-up. "Where is he now?"

"He went home."

"Are you coming over?"

"I don't think so. I'm beat! What are you doing?"

"Oh, I've been combing Duke's coat."

"I'd better see you this weekend. If not before."

"I'm sure it'll be before." They said goodbye.

The next night she was at Rod's place again. He was just coming out of the bathroom into his bedroom and stopped there to admire her body, stretched out nude out his bed. She looked over his shoulder at him, one hard-nipples tit sticking up and out, her legs in a scissor, the top one drawn up higher, closer to her belly.

He loved the wrinkle between her lower thigh and buttock. The long separation of her legs led into an exciting, partially exposed vagina and a buttock split that disappeared behind her. He walked over and touched her foot, caressing the ankle. His cock stood out in a very stiff erection. She looked at it and blew him a kiss. He stroked her leg, got on the bed on his knees, and caressed her up to the buttocks, which he stroked cuppingly, shapingly, each one in turn. He then held the top buttock firmly and probed the crevice gently with all his fingertips.

The softness of her crotch gave way to his welcome advance. The stroking pressure of his fingers made her groan with pleasure, twist and move her legs apart so that he could get at more of her. "Oh, Rod," she said lustily, staring hungrily at him over her shoulder. She raised one foot deftly over his belly to the hard rock of his shaft. Her big toe grazed it sensuously, stroked it up and down, going back and forth in a semicircle. He twitched his dick so that it slapped against her foot. She moved her head around more, down toward him, jutting her buttocks against his hand, rubbing them against his fingers. Then she walked down on hands and knees till she could hold and kiss his erection. All the way back to the teeth, her inner lips rubbed the stiff long body of his penis. He rubbed her ass and cunt, probing both of her holes with different fingertips, just a fraction of an inch inside. Her holes squeezed his finger expertly, and when he pulled them out, it made a soft noise of suction.

She kissed and licked his boner. He kissed and licked her ass. They rolled onto their sides and embraced each other's bodies applying mouth to sex. He ran his tongue slowly up and down her damp hot pussy, spreading the lips gently, and she stretched her legs with cat-like pleasure and purred by sucking on his member. Her finger toyed with his balls, bouncing them, tracing their outlines all the way back to the bottom of his scrotum and up to his very anus, a spot that she lingered on with one fingertip, in a circular caress that matched the ardour of her mouth blowing his hot rod.

He put his tongue more deeply into her and licked around her swelling pussy, probing deeply, fucking her hungrily with his tongue. With his hands, he felt her thighs and ass and pulled her buttocks closer to him. The hair of her pubic bush tickled him under his chin. He licked more ardently, with long strokes that brought the sexy pitch of her nerves higher. He plastered his mouth against the opening of her vagina and his nose plunged into the beginning of her buttocks, into the very centre of her crotch. His hands caressed her beautiful round hips with an exciting endless movement.

She played with the base of his dick, rubbing skin and stray hairs and sensitive side-nerves, while her mouth covered him with soft, firm sucking. Every now and then she gagged a little, swallowed convulsively, and sometimes released the tight hold of her mouth with a loud smacking noise. Then she would hold his throbbing boner in her mouth somewhat loosely, and lick all around, moving it up with her tongue, revolving her tongue around it like it wanted to embrace the sexy, sensitive rod, and she would move it out of her mouth skilfully, then back in, then back out, kiss it passionately, then eat the head, slide over the shaft and start sucking once more.

Excited as hell, he teased her clitoris with his lips and tongue tip. Sometime he would engulf as much of her pussy as he could with his wide mouth, kiss it, narrow his lips by compressing them and slide them up and down her sensitive opening. His tongue would move between the pussy lips and lick around and around their insides. He would kiss her clitoris and suck it firmly, moving his index finger in and out of her vagina. Then he put the tip of his little finger in and out her vagina. Then he put the tip his little finger against her anus and pressed gently. Her hole relaxed and let the finger slide part way in, up to the first knuckle. He thus finger-fucked her a with firm, minute thrustings. As he licked hungrily and thrust his penis in and out of her mouth, her ass relaxed and spread open yet more, hungry for his caress and penetration. He put his tongue in deep and sucked her clit. His little finger penetrated to the hilt, and she squeezed it hard with her rectum. He slipped it in slowly, then slid it back in. She groaned, her mouth full of his dick, and quivered. Her cunt was throbbing and trying to draw his tongue in further. Her asshole felt a tremendous thrill. His finger was in her mouth, his mouth was on her pussy. She quivered all over and burned withe desire to complete the inevitable act, find shattering release.

He moved against her convulsively. His cock was hard as it ever got, so she sucked on it with a steady but deeper, firmer rhythm. She caressed his balls and squeezed them. She probed his asshole, too. Her middle finger played against the area between the scrotum and anus.

His shaft was thrusting in her mouth. She stayed on fiercely and sucked him using her tongue rapidly. He gobbled licked and probed her vagina, he moved his finger in and out of her ass. He sucked her clitoris and put his fingers into her pussy. She was coming, pushing her sex against his face, feeling his mouth raise and satisfy her, bring her to the brink of blissful, frenzied pleasure. She pumped her vagina for all she was worth and quivered from her lower back to her knees. His penis jerked and twitched spasmodically in her tight mouth, releasing its powerful load in hot flashings of semen that filled her mouth completely. She let it stay there for a while, licking his rod as it gave a few vestigial jerks, and then he carefully swallowed all the come with deep sucking noises from her throat.

They lay in the same position for quite a while, resting, touching mouths against genitals gently, now and then licking or kissing the sex organs of the other.

An hour later, they fucked again, this time the sex-to-sex way. His rod nosed her lips and gently popped in, rubbing the walls of her pussy in such sexy way. She went, "Aaahhh," and felt his meat slide deeper inside. He had such a long penis. It gave her a new thrill every time. So good to feel it pressing against her hungry, sensitive pussy. Feel it reach into her sex, fill her with its length. Once all the way inside, she could feel it throbbing. And it seemed to grow bigger and stiffer inside of her. She grabbed his buttocks tightly and pulled him closer, their bodies rubbing together.

He slowly began to withdraw his rod, at first just an inch or two, then slide back in a sexy slow way. Then he made longer strokes, gentle firm ones, very slow because he was rock-hard and she was gripping him with all her strength, her cunt molding sensitively to his erection. A trembling possessed her, which began as a burning inside her cunt, deep inside, then glowing all out as her muscles gripped his penis. Rod responded to the burning with strokes, lifting his ass up and thrusting his rod back into her. He supported himself on his hands and swung his ass back and forth, sometimes in a circle, but mainly straight up and down. The sensitive head of his penis scraped up and down her hot, wet pussy with wonderful friction. Soon he was coming again, spasming and shooting inside her with groans of pleasure.

"That was really good," she said, legs akimbo, idly stroking his back rear as he lay on top of her. His cock was slowly softening and slipping from her genital. She reached down lazily and grasped between two fingers. The process of limpening stopped, though he did not grow hard as he usually did when she touched it.

"You took it out of me, Janey."

"That's what I'm here for," she said.

They stroked each other softly and intimately, inducing sleep. She yawned. "When we going get together again? Saturday?"

"I don't know about that, dear. I'm – working – you know."

"Well, how can you work on Saturday night."

"Because I'm getting paid double and the job has to be done, so I'll be there till after nine or ten, and I don't know what time I'll be home or what shape I'll be in. Course it would be enough just to sleep together."

"Yes, it would. Why don't you call me up anyway? Or just come over?"

"OK, that sounds good, Janey," He exhaled deeply like you do when you're just about asleep, and they moved a little closer together, their arms around each other. She was hoping he'd wake in the middle of the night and fuck her again, but actually it would be better in the morning just before going to work.