"Sister in heat" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lawton Joe)

CHAPTER THREE

After the sucking and fucking she had gotten from Adam Benbow before her departure from Florida, Lorna thought she could live without sex until she got to where she was going. Four nights later she stopped lying to herself and went in search of a big stiff cock to get fucked with, but the Wyoming town she picked was too small, and so she ended up in a lumpy motel bed with nothing but a finger jammed in her wanting cunt. Her own finger.

Early the next morning she gassed up her station wagon and headed for the interstate highway, her mind made up to stop in Cheyenne and find a man there to suck or fuck her. A young man. Maybe one of those always horny soldiers from Fort Warren…

Abruptly her thoughts whipped back into the present when she saw a man standing beside the off ramp she wanted, his thumb stuck out in signal for a ride.

Lorna felt her cunt lips twitch with excitement while she looked the hiker over. She liked what she saw. All man, this one. One who stood tall and strong. Dressed in a flannel shirt and an open suede jacket, and faded Levi's so snug she could see the outline of his huge and seemingly half hard cock.

Should I, shouldn't I? Lorna debated while she stared at the prominent bulge in the hitchhiker's crotch and the shotgun in his pant leg. She realized that the man might be dangerous, but before she knew it, she stopped to give him a lift.

"Don't just stand there looking surprised, Cowboy," Lorna said when she leaned across the seat to unlock and open the door for him. "Hop in before a cop shows up and arrests us both. You for thumbing, and me for picking you up. Hurry."

The cowboy grabbed up his duffel bag and slipped in beside her. Not a sound escaped his lips, but action spoke louder than words. When Lorna set the station wagon in motion again, she felt his eyes burning into her bra and blouse-covered breasts, her thighs and skirted hip. From past experience she knew he was anxious to haul out his cock and use it on her, while instinct added that he was waiting for her to make the first move. One corner of her ripe red mouth turned up. Thank heaven she wasn't bashful. She couldn't afford to be. Not the way her cunt was itching in want of the big prick this young stranger was packing in his faded jeans.

Lorna took a deep and deliberate breath that disturbed her sharply pointed tits, then asked, "How far are you going, Cowboy?"

"Idaho, Pocatello."

Lorna thrilled to the sound of his voice. It went with the rest of him. He was ruggedly handsome, and he had a muscular body. But was he as virile as he looked? She hoped he wouldn't turn out to be a dud when it came to using his cock. So did her cunt.

A soft laugh made her breasts tremble again.

"This is your lucky day, Cowboy. It's right on the route I'm taking home, so toss your gear in the back and make yourself comfortable."

"Maybe I'd better keep this duffel bag on my lap like it already is," the hiker drawled, then surprised her by adding, "Sight of this hard-on I came up with the minute I laid eyes on you might get my ass booted out of this wagon you're driving."

"Only if it's too small."

"It isn't small."

Lorna's right hand left the steering wheel and dropped to the seat between them.

"Show me, convince me."

The cowboy laughed and tossed his duffel bag in the back of the station wagon. At the same time he shifted on the seat to show her his erection. Lorna took a quick look, then gave a squeal of delight and reached to grab a handful of his cock. Her cunt went wild with lust the instant she touched his prick. It was so huge, so hard! And still, growing! Through the faded denim pant leg she could feel it getting fatter and longer. Oooh, she couldn't wait to have this monster of a dick shoved all the way to its balls in her hungry pussy!

"Pull over and let me drive, beautiful," the cowboy said. "There's an off ramp and a small town a couple of miles up the road I got to know, pretty well while bumming around. Once there all we need is money for a motel room."

"Money's no problem," Lorna said while she stopped the wagon and changed places with him, unzipped his fly and reached inside to fondle his petrified cock.

"Just get my hot cunt there as fast as you can, Cowboy," she told him.

"Hang on to my dick and we'll be there before you know it."

Lorna did more than hang on to his erection. She hauled it all the way out of his jeans and skinned down to expose its huge cockhead. Her red-tipped fingers explored the deeply veined shaft and found it sticky with jism. Alarm swept through her. The way his prick was leaking come he might blow his nuts all over the dashboard before too long. She shook her head. It wasn't going to happen. She wouldn't let it happen. Not while her mouth was around to catch his semen.

Yielding to the sudden craving she had for a taste of Cowboy's jism, Lorna slid her shapely ass toward the far side of the wagon, then lowered her head and bent his leaking prick toward her waiting mouth. In the bright sunlight that caught it the spade-shaped knob took on a purplish color, and for a fleeting moment the tint reminded her of the way her ex-husband's cockhead always looked just before she went down on him. The purple told her that Cowboy's load would be an enormous one. Thick, hot and delicious. The only kind she liked to drain from a man's cock.

Lorna admired the healthy cockhead for a couple of more seconds. Then she put it in her wide open mouth and wrapped her warm lips around the jism-oozing beauty, eyes closing, to savor every moment of the blow job she was about to give Cowboy.

Cowboy's prick quivered in her mouth the instant she trapped it between her lips. She felt it rubbing and twitching on the flat surface of her hot tongue. To keep from losing him in case he took a sharp curve when he left the interstate, she braced her feet against the off door, then coiled her left hand around the thick base of his prick. At the same time she scooped his damp and heavy balls into her right hand, cradled and squeezed them gently. She loved to play with a man's nuts while she sucked and teethed on his cock.

Lorna's head began to dance over the cock she was sucking. Each time she went down she took more of it, and soon she felt the velvety tip of it touch the entrance to her throat. Not ready to take his prick all the way to the balls, she backed off and applied pressure to the ridge around his cockhead. A fat drop of come was her reward for squeezing the knob with her lips. She made a humming sound. His jism tasted delicious. She wanted more. A whole lot more. She went after it.

Pressing her tingling breasts into the seat cushions, she twirled her tongue around the head of Cowboy's vibrating cock. It wouldn't be long now, she told herself. Soon he would blow his nuts and flood bet mouth with jism. She kept sucking. First slowly. Then faster. The more she speeded up the tighter his balls became. His prick kept growing and hardening between her milking lips. She curled her tongue around the corded shaft and raked her teeth over it. Suddenly she heard Cowboy grunt, and during this same fraction of a moment she felt his nuts tremble in the beginning of orgasm. And then he erupted all the way.

Thick wads of jism scalded the roof of Lorna's mouth, the back of her throat, then puddled around her lower teeth. She started gulping it down as quickly as she could. She gobbled until there was nothing left to gobble. Then she took his softening cock out of her mouth and licked it dry with her tongue before she sat up.

"Judging by the amount of come you just finished feeding me, I'd say you've been without sex for quite a while, Cowboy."

"Lady, you wouldn't believe me if I told you how long."

"Not lady, Lorna. Your name?"

"Cowboy's as good a name as any, Lorna."

He pointed his finger at the windshield as he crammed his soggy prick back inside his jeans.

"There's the motel I once stopped at when times were better. It's not the best place in this hick town, but the liquor store next door makes up for its drawbacks. Give me some money and I'll get the room while you get a bottle of something."

Lorna dug a hundred dollar bill from her shoulder bag.

"Register us as tourists from Florida. There are no numbers to remember. The license plate carries my name on it."

When Lorna came out of the liquor store a few minutes later she found Cowboy hauling her luggage into number 7. Silent laughter rocked her breasts while she walked up to him. Evidently he was planning an all day and all night suck and fuck session with the wild redhead from Florida who had already given him a blow job. She was all for it. After four days of doing without, she was ready for all the cock she could get from him.

They entered the surprisingly comfortable room together. Cowboy locked the door behind them while Lorna scrounged a pair of glasses and filled them with Scotch and tap water. Abruptly, Cowboy spun her around and trapped her in his arms.

Lorna was thrilled with the feel of his strong body straining against hers. Naked would be even better, but for now she was preoccupied with getting his cock stiff again. Gluing her body to his, she mashed and rubbed her body all over his chest. She slipped her hand on his toughening prick through his Levi's. She tugged and jerked on his cock while they French kissed. By the time Cowboy finished his suck job on her tongue, his dick was harder than the wooden dresser her ass was backed up against.

Her tits heaved when she twisted free of his embrace.

"Let's get undressed before I come in my panties. I want to be fucked, not to be held. Oooh, do I ever want to be fucked!"

Cowboy sank to the edge of the bed and pulled off his boots. A few seconds later he was naked.

His hard and bloated cock bent toward the floor when he stood up.

"Now you, Lorna. Bring those big tits of yours out where I can look at them. Then skin out of your skirt and panties and show me your cunt."

Lorna wasted no time in getting with it. Quickly she slipped out of her jacket and tossed it aside. Then she turned to show him her shapely ass while she unbuttoned and removed her boyish-cut blouse. Her glance dropped and a smug smile curved her ups when she saw the imprint of her jutting nipples showing through the lacy half bra that held them captive. Next, back still to Cowboy, she dropped her skirt and kicked it clear of her feet. Now, clad only in spikes, bikini panties and dainty half bra, she whirled to face him again and said smokily, "This is as far as I go, lover. It's your move."

Cowboy stood still, his eyes on her crotch. Catching her reflection in the open bathroom door mirror she saw why he was staring. Through the gossamer material of her bikini panties, the curly dark hairs of her pussy were showing. Adding to his fascination was the way the wet webbing of her panties were caught in the cleft of her cunt.

"Christ," Cowboy croaked as he walked up to her, his stiff cock wobbling, "yours has got to be the juiciest snatch I've ever seep!"

Lorna gave her hips a fast wiggle.

"It tastes much better than it looks, lover. So do my tits."

The tip of Cowboy's magnificent prick gouged her belly button when he lifted his hands to cup her breasts. He bent his head and kissed each jutting nipple through the cloth that covered them until Lorna thought she would go crazy with pleasure. Then, just as she was on the verge of creaming for the first time, he moved his mouth away from her tits, ripped away the lacy half bra and brought her breasts tumbling into nakedness. Lorna stood still and waited for him to pounce on them with his mouth again.

Instead he sank to his knees and told her to spread her legs. He grabbed her by the hips, then pushed his damp face between her scissored thighs and mashed his mouth against the soggy crotch of her bikini panties to taste her come.

When his nose collided with her tumescent clitoris Lorna gasped, "Don't drive me up the nearest wall, lover. Take off my panties and then eat my pussy. Hurry! Peel me, gobble me!"

Blinded by his own passion, Cowboy snagged his fingers into the band of Lorna's panties and tugged them down past her hips to expose her hot and dripping cunt. Then he started to zero in on her again with his mouth, but before he reached his intended destination Lorna squeezed her legs together.

"Yank my panties all the way off before you munch on my pussy, lover," she panted.

"Hit the fucking floor and I will."

Quickly Lorna dropped to the gritty rug and stretched out on her back. Over the dancing peaks of her breasts she watched Cowboy's lust contorted face while he tugged her panties all the way off, ten licked his lips in anticipation as he waited for her to yawn her legs so he could lap her juicy cunt.

For a couple of cruel seconds Lorna tortured him by keeping her thighs clenched. Then she opened her legs wide so he could feed on her. In a wink of time, Cowboy mashed his lips in the triangular mat of hair that covered her cunt, then sucked her jutting clitoris into his mouth with such great force it made her ass-ring snap tight.

"Go to it, lover!" Lorna squealed with delight. "Suck my clit the way I sucked your cock on the way here! Ah, ah, ah, that feels so Goddamn fucking good!"

Cowboy grabbed Lorna's pumping hips and attacked her jutting clit with his unusually coarse tongue. At the same time he gave her clit such a strong suck it made her cunt lips flutter. Blood boiled, her breasts jigged crazily, and suddenly the agony in her guts became unbearable. Desperation clawed. Now she wanted him to stop sucking on her tingling clit. Now she wanted him to ram his long tongue into her cunt and give her a come. She wanted him to lick her pussy dry.

"Now, Cowboy. Drop your head lower and eat my cunt."

Cowboy gave her clit a final strong suck, then slid his face downward to kiss the meaty pink lips of her frothing cunt. Lorna held her breath and waited. Every muscle in her body was tight, even her nipples felt the tension. The waiting ended. Cowboy finished kissing her cuntlips. Then he unfurled his tongue and bolted it between them as far as he could. During this same blinding moment he slid his right hand beneath her bucking ass and shoved a long finger up her tight little asshole.

Lorna shuddered and cried out.

"Ah, ah, ah, that feels so Goddamn fucking good!"

The taste of Lorna's come made Cowboy crave more. He went wild. His hungry mouth sucked and his thick tongue squirmed in the hot and damp depths of her churning cunt to make her come all the way. Making grunting sounds, he ate her cunt with gusto, and with each wonderful suck and lick Lorna felt herself moving closer and closer toward getting her nuts off.

Cowboy kept working. He straightened his tongue inside her cunt, then crooked it again. He twisted the finger he had shoved up her asshole. Lorna shrieked, and a moment later she came in his mouth.

Cowboy panted, "you sure do have a juicy cunt, Lorna."

"No complaints?"

"Not a fucking one."

Lorna looked at Cowboy's stiff and swaying cock, then wiggled her ass. "Speaking of fucking…"

The rest of Lorna's words got lost in the loud laugh Cowboy broke loose with when he collapsed on top of her. She laughed with him. Abruptly they both became serious once more as the primitive urge to fuck overpowered them.

Cowboy took the pressure off Lorna's breasts by coming up on his elbows. A moment later she felt his cockhead blindly groping for the mouth of her cunt. From habit she slipped her right hand between their bellies, clutched his rock-hard prick and steered it toward the slippery lips of her hot and passionate pussy.

"Now, Cowboy. Shove your cock in my cunt."

A loud blast of air jumped out of Lorna's open mouth as Cowboy rammed his monstrous cock into her cunt with one powerful thrust. When his huge balls crashed into her pubic bone she grunted again, but not from pain. His cock felt wonderful.

"You're full of surprises, Lorna. First you give me the best blow job I ever got from anyone. Then you shoot more come in my mouth than any girl ever did. And now I find that you've got the tightest cunt I've ever stuck my cock into."

He paused for breath, and then Lorna thought she was back in Florida with Adam Benbow when he added, "You're some kind of special woman, Lorna."

She wiggled her ass again.

"Don't talk. Fuck me."

"One fuck coming at you, Lorna."

"Do it. Fuck me, fuck me!"

Cowboy dug his strong fingers into Lorna's fleshy hips and started pouring the prick to her hot and juicy cunt with powerful strokes. When he did, her body came alive with motion. Quickly she steepled her legs and dug her heels into the gritty rug, then proceeded to pump her ass with savage fury as lust enveloped them both. Her breasts jigged crazily as she met him thrust for thrust, chanting while his monumental cock shuttled between the tight lips of her pussy.

"Make me come like I've never come before. Fuck me, fuck me!"

He crashed his wet and heavy nuts into her cunt bone.

"I'm doing the best I can."

"Don't stop! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Again and again Cowboy rammed his mighty prick into her bubbling and agitated cunt. Then, unexpectedly, she felt his body stiffen. He was on the verge of popping his nuts. A moment later she started coming. Guts tangled, her ass-ring tightened, her flesh tingled and quivered. She made a whimpering sound and coiled her slender legs around Cowboy's furiously bobbing ass. With equal suddenness she wrapped her arms around his neck and strained his sweaty face to her doting breasts, then gave his pounding prick a vicious suck with the lips of her cunt, and suddenly they were both grunting and shuddering as they got their rocks off.

Scalding gobs of jism squirted from the tip of Cowboy's rampaging cock to mingle with Lorna's come.

Juices leaked and soon the room was filled with the strange smell.

"Good," Lorna murmured when she finished juicing her pussy. "Better than good. Wonderful."

Cowboy freed himself of the arms still wrapped around his neck, then lifted his head and kissed the glowing tips of her breasts.

"You took the words right out of my mouth, Lorna. No shit. Yours is the tightest and best piece of pussy I've ever had."

One corner of Lorna's mouth turned up when she felt his jism oozing out of her contented cunt. "At present it's also one of the sloppiest pussies, so take your cock out of there. Drink some Scotch while I shower and then you can fuck me again."

"I'm with you."

"You're also still in me. Unhook."

Cowboy slowly pulled his rubbery prick out of Lorna's come-saturated cunt and rolled clear of her. They stood up in unison, each clinging to the other, then breaking apart. She treated his spongy cock to a quick hug with her hand. He gave the nipples of her breasts another kiss. She shivered and started jerking on his cock. For the moment he was all fucked out.

His prick jumped free of Lorna's grip when he turned away from her.

"Take your time in the bathroom. I'm a slow drinker."

Lorna stood there with Cowboy's jism trickling down her inner thighs, and watched his cock swing freely while he moved toward the dresser to get his glass of Scotch. Then she wiggled her ass into the bathroom, leaving a trail of come in her wake.

Twenty minutes later she emerged from the shower to find Cowboy among the missing, along with nearly four hundred dollars from her purse.

Through the window she saw her station wagon gleaming in the late afternoon sunlight.

Lorna finished checking the contents of her shoulder bag and started to put it back on the dresser. Then her eye caught a section of a three day old Colorado newspaper parked on top of the local phone book. The headlines screamed, SEX KILLER ESCAPES. Beneath the ugly black letters was a picture of the escapee whose name was Logan Pelk, better known as Cowboy.

A quick breath quaked her breasts while she poured some Scotch with trembling hands. She told her reflection in the dresser mirror, "Be glad he only took your money and not your life, Lorna Morgan Wild."

Twenty-five miles down the highway she was still shaking.