"Hot country wife" - читать интересную книгу автора (Watson J T)

CHAPTER EIGHT

Pretty blonde Gail Martin came to church to find Buddy. She hadn't seen him in a couple of days and she was beginning to worry. She had thought he would be coming back like a dog with his tongue hanging out. She had believed he had enjoyed fucking her. Instead she hadn't seen him since the night he had ripped open her cherry cunt.

She was worried and she'd asked about him that day at school. One of her friends had told her that some of the boys were working after school at the church. They had been working for Mr. Davis trying to get the new building finished, and to pick up some extra spending money. Gail thought that this was the perfect chance to get Buddy alone and talk to him.

She had slipped out after supper. It was late by the time she reached the church. The parking lot was empty. She thought the place was deserted and turned to leave. Then she heard the soft sounds coming from inside the new building. She crept closer and she recognized the sounds.

Someone was crying. It sounded like a man. She stepped into the new building and saw Buford Davis sitting in a chair. He had his head buried in his hands and he was crying like a little child. Gail walked a little closer and he looked up.

"What's the matter, Mr. Davis?" Gail asked.

"Nothing," he said. "Nothing. What are you doing here?"

"I just came by," she said. "I heard you crying. I thought that I could help."

"No," he said. "Nobody could help."

He buried his face in his hands again. This time he wasn't crying but he was strangely quiet. Gail walked close enough to touch his shoulder. It hurt her to see this big handsome man acting this way. She had admired him from the time she was a little girl. In fact, he was a lot like Buddy. Buddy might have grown up to be a man like Buford, except that Buddy would never have the character.

Buford looked up at her. She knew he was noticing the way her sweater and skirt hugged her round curves a little too tightly. She knew he could see that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her small firm breasts pushed obviously at the front of her sweater. For some reason Gail felt her nipples growing hard and she knew he could see that also.

"You could talk to me," Gail said. "Maybe I already know part of what's bothering you."

"How could you know?" he asked.

Gail did know, but she didn't know how she could talk about it. How could she tell him that she knew his wife was fucking around, or that she'd found it out from her boyfriend?

"I told you," Gail said. "I'm older than I look. A man doesn't cry unless someone's hurt him very badly. I think the only one who could hurt you that badly would be your wife."

Gail saw his surprised look. He looted at her a little more closely. This time his eyes lingered on the points of her breasts pushing at her sweater. Gail felt a shiver go up her spine. She had liked what Buddy had done to her and she suddenly wondered what it would be like fucking a man. A real man like Buford.

She wondered if she could take his big cock. If his cock was bigger than Buddy's she might get torn in half. It would be interesting to see it.

"Tell me about it," Gail insisted.

"You're right," Buford said. "I don't know why I'm telling you, but I've got to talk to someone. It's my wife. I found out she's been playing around."

"Really?" Gail asked.

"Yes," Buford answered. "I was told this evening. The man she's been fucking told me. It was breaking his heart. He said she seduced him, I didn't believe him. I think I broke his nose."

"Who was it?" Gail asked.

"Reverend Whitehead," Buford answered.

Gail felt a wicked thrill. Reverend Whitehead! God, Mrs. Davis got around. She seemed to pick on young and old. First Buddy and then old Reverend Whitehead. Gail wondered how Mrs. Davis had managed to get him into bed. He had always looked so proud and stuffy when he was preaching his sermons. Gail had always thought that the man would have died if he'd seen a naked tit. But Mrs. Davis had fucked him. He'd actually put his cock in her cunt. Gail shut her eyes. She felt suddenly weak as she imagined Reverend Whitehead and Mrs. Davis together.

"I don't know what I'm going to do," Buford said.

"Maybe you should pay them beck," she suggested.

"How?"

"Maybe you should fuck around too," Gail said.

Gail was feeling bold as she made the suggestion to Buford. She was realizing how much she had always liked this attractive man. It hadn't been sex before. She had just liked hit personality and the way he could make things with his hands. Now she felt a raw animal urge toward him. She wanted him on top of her. She wanted to feel his cock in her cunt.

"Ha! Who'd want to fuck around with an old man like me?"

"You're not so old. And you're a very attractive man. I think lots of women would like to fuck around with you. All you have to do is ask."

"Who would I ask? Who would you suggest?"

"You could ask me," Gail said.

Buford looked up at the innocent-looking young girl. He wasn't shocked. Noting could shock him any more. He could feel a heaviness in his balls as he looked at her lush body. Yes, he could ask her. A girl like Gail would make him feel young again.

"You look so young," Buford said. "I don't think you could know much about fucking."

"I'm not that young."

Gail could feel her heart pounding as she moved even closer to Buford. She let her big breasts press snugly against his shoulders. She felt him tense up and she knew she was making him hot. She rubbed her fingers along his cheek.

"You are a nice-looking man."

Gail expected the big hand that slipped up the backs of her thighs and caressed her youthful asscheeks. She liked the feeling of his strong fingers. She had the feeling that fucking Buford was going to be more fun than fucking Buddy.

"Is there some place we can go?" Gail asked. "I mean, this is kind of open."

"Do you really want to go some place?"

"Of course."

"We can go into the rear of the church," he said. "Where they keep the babies on Sunday. There's a room there with a lot of soft carpeting on the floor."

He sounded frightened. Gail took his hand and led him through the dark parking lot into the back of the church building. Buford turned on the overhead light as they walked into a small room with rose-colored walls.

Gail turned quickly and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pulled his head down and kissed his lips hungrily. She sucked his big tongue into her mouth and savored the taste. She knew she was shocking him, but she didn't want to take the chance of his changing his mind. She wanted to get him so hot that he wouldn't calm down until it was too late.

She rubbed her hot titties against his chest until she felt him pushing his cock at her. She felt the huge bulge. She felt brave enough to reach between his legs. She could feel the tingling heat of his hard cock.

"You're ready to fuck. Ummmmm."

"Oh, you sweet little girl. I've never had such a sweet little girl in my arms."

Buford's hands were behind her back again. She felt his big hands cupping her asscheeks, pulling her even tighter against him. She loved the feel of his hard cock jumping in his trousers. That big cock was going to split her in half, but she knew she would love every minute of it.

"Let me undress you," Buford said.

Gail didn't protest. She felt his experienced fingers on her sweater. In a moment he was pulling it over her head, freeing her perfectly shaped titties. He moaned as he lifted them and caressed the rosy nipples.

"You little blonde cunt. I've never seen anything as beautiful as you."

He lowered his head and kissed her nipple. She shivered as his hot lips touched her tit. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face closer to her vibrant titties.

"Suck them good," she moaned. "Oh, bite them. Suck them good."

He was able to suck most of her hot titty into his mouth. She felt his teeth nipping at her gently, his tongue rolling over her erect nipple. She couldn't stand up any more. She dropped to the floor and stretched out on her back. He followed and she felt his crushing weight. She didn't have time to think about how heavy he was because immediately he was back at her tits. He gobbled her creamy flesh like he was hungry. She kept feeling his teeth nipping gently at her nipples. She wanted to push her tit deeper and deeper into his mouth. She could feel her hot wet cunt-juices already soaking her panties.

"Ohhhhh. You're making me hot. You're making me so hot!"

She stroked the back of his head as he kissed her titties. Finally he moved his mouth away. He held her creamy tits together and pushed his tongue into the crevice between them. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. But it was nothing like the feeling when he drew both her nipples into his mouth at the same time. She thought she was going to go out of her mind.

"You're making me so hot! God, that's nice!" She was grabbing at his hard cock, again. He didn't ask how a young girl knew so much about fucking. He was through asking questions. Now he was intent on enjoying her body. She felt his hand between her legs slipping under her skirt. In seconds his fingers probed at the hot cunt between her thighs.

"Oh, God," she moaned.

He lifted up for a moment. She felt his hand on the zipper of her skirt. She didn't protest as he pulled the zipper down and then jerked her skirt after it. She was left in only her panties. He didn't leave them on for long, tie gripped them, and the flimsy material ripped away.

"Oh God," she moaned again.

"All you cunts are alike," Buford said. "All of you are just alike. You can't wait to fuck. Well, I can't wait to fuck you!"

She was surprised and a little worried over how violent Buford seemed to be getting. She knew it was too late to stop him. His wet tongue moved down the front of her body until it was touching the blonde hair at her cunt. This time she was really shocked as she felt his tongue going between her thighs. His wet tongue moved down the front of her body until it was touching the blonde hair at her cunt. This time she was really shocked as she felt his tongue going between her thighs. His tongue jabbed between her pink cunt-lips and caused her to jump with excitement.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm going to eat you," Buford said. "This is what bitches like. They like to get their cunts eaten. This is what Judy liked."

Gail moaned and spread her legs a little wider. He cried out as his tongue stabbed deeper into her firm juicy cunt. She felt his tongue rubbing her hard clitty. He made her nearly jump out of her skin. She grabbed the back of his head and held his face closer.

"You're sucking me," Gail moaned. "You really have your tongue in my cunt. It feels so good."

His big hands slipped underneath her and he cupped her ass. He lifted her up and his tongue went crazy in her juicy cunt. He began to drive his hot tongue into her cunt as rapidly as he could. She could feel his tongue touching every inch of her cunt walls.

Gail didn't realize how hot she was. She gasped as the first hot spasm made her clutch at her stomach. It was very quick and very fierce. It left her panting for breath. She hadn't known it could happen that quickly.

"Ummmmm," Gail moaned. "That was something else."

He raised his head. His mouth was smeared with her cunt-juices. Gail thought it was the most exciting thing she'd ever looked at. She could already feel herself getting hot again.

Buford stood up. There was a wild look in his eyes as he began tearing at his clothes. Gail couldn't take her eyes off him. He looked like a wild animal. His chest was big and broad, covered with thick black hair. His cock looked like a tree sticking out from a clump of black grass.

He was so different from Buddy. Buford really frightened her. She realized she was fucking a morn this time. This was no young boy. This was a man who had a cock and knew how to fuck.

He would tear her in half. She knew that. Yet, she couldn't mow away. She wanted him to crush her, abuse her, fill her with his thick cockmeat. She wanted to feel his cock in her cunt.

"Get up on your knees," Buford said. "I'm going to teach you how to worship."

"Worship?"

"Sure. You're in a church. You ought to worship. Tonight you're going to worship my cock!"

His command left no room for argument. Gail climbed up on her hands and knees. He reached down and took her head and lifted her up to a higher kneeling position. Her face came directly in contact with his huge meaty cock.

"Kiss it," Buford said. "Take it in your hand and kiss the head of it."

She trembled nervously, but she did as she was told. She wrapped her fingers around his gigantic cock and lowered her head. She kissed the purplish tip. She jerked her head away. The cock tasted so salty.

"Kiss it again," Buford said. "Take it in your mouth."

"I couldn't do that."

"Yes," he said. "Do it. Do it now. You wanted to play grown up. Now play."

She had no choice. She kissed his hot cock once spin. This time he put his hands on the back of her head. He wouldn't let her pull away. In a minute she tasted some of his leaking cock-cream. She tried to twist away but he wouldn't let her.

"Open your mouth."

This wasn't what she expected to happen. He was just going to fuck her. He wasn't going to degrade her this way. Again she tried to twist away but he wouldn't release his fierce grip on her neck. He reached down and patted the top of her head.

"Take it in your mouth," he said. "Take it in your mouth or I'll get rough."

She couldn't understand what had happened to the nice man who had been crying a few minutes before. He had turned into some kind of sex-crazed monster. She obediently opened her mouth and took the thick cock-head between her lips. The taste almost gagged her. He didn't give her time to stop. He pushed his cock deeper into her mouth until she could feel his thick cock going down her throat. She could get no more into her mouth.

"That's it, sweet cunt," he groaned. "Now you know what it feels like. Now you know."

He pulled his spit-covered cock out of her mouth. It looked so huge dangling in front of her face. She felt her heart pounding a little faster as she admired it. A sudden hot feeling came over her. Suddenly she didn't mind the taste and smell of it so much. He started to move away but she didn't let him. She grabbed his thick cock, her fingers wrapping around it in a vise-like grip. She pulled his cock back to her hungry lips. She licked the tip and then she sucked it into her mouth. This time she was determined to show him that she was an adult. She could give a blow-job as good as anyone.

"Let me kiss it some more," she said.

She was reluctant to release his lust-swollen cock, but she also wanted to be fucked. She wanted to feel that big cock pumping into her. She was no longer so afraid of it. She had worshipped it just as he had wanted, and now she loved it.

Gail leaned back and spread her logs. She had never felt so completely vulnerable before. She shivered as she saw him rubbing his massive cock. "I'm going to slam my big cock in your cunt!" he said. "I'm going to make you hot as hell and then I'm going to fuck the shit out of you. I'm going to fuck hell out of your sweet cunt."

That was what she was afraid of. He dropped down on top of her and began licking at her tits. She felt his teeth scraping bet sensitive flesh. His fingers probed between her legs. It was different from the gentle probing of his tongue. His fingers were huge and rough and they hurt her a little. She groaned as one of them stabbed into her. Then another. It was getting to be painful until her juices started flowing.

Then his fingers started sliding into her cunt a little easier.

"You like that," he whispered. "Now you're getting into it. Your honey-box is flowing with hot juice. I'm going to be able to stick my cock in deep!"

He took his fingers out of her cunt and moved up her body. She felt the big cock against her hot cunt. His hands moved underneath her and gripped her asscheeks. She felt his fingers gripping her really tightly.

"I'm going to put it in," he said. "I'm going to put my cock in and spread you apart. I'm going to fuck you good."

Gail felt his huge cock-head slip past the lips of her cunt. His engorged cock began to stretch the walls of her cunt until she thought it was impossible to stretch it any more. He brought his cock out halfway and then slammed it back into her. She was suddenly stuffed with his thick cock-meat.

"There," he said. "Doesn't that feel good, baby? Doesn't that feel fine? Doesn't my cock stretch you good?"

It had been slightly uncomfortable when he had made that first wild thrust. Now she could feet the heat of his cock and she was beginning to like it.

"Oh, yes," she whispered. "Oh, yes, I like that!"

Her hot cunt began to move along with the rhythm of his plunging cock. It started to feel really good. Her juices had mixed with his cumcream to ease the pressure enough so that there was nothing uncomfortable about it any more.

"Oh yesssss," she sobbed. "Fuck me, Buford. Really give it to me. Fuck me with that big hot cock!"

His balls banged against her upraised ass as he pushed his cock in and out of her. He was fucking her as quickly as he could. She felt the hair of his chest rubbing against her titties. She loved everything about Buford – everything.

His cock felt so hot and wet as it slid into her cunt. She lifted her legs and locked them around his asscheeks. His hot cock was sliding deeper into her cunt. She knew he was going to tear her in half but she didn't give a damn. She loved fucking him.

"Give it to me," she gasped. "Oh yes, I like that. Really give it to me."

He was starting to punish her. She knew that. He was taking out his anger with his wife on her. He was trying to pound her ass into the soft carpet. She didn't mind that. She loved it rough. She loved the thick length of his big cock slamming into her cunt.

"Little bitch," he groaned. "Little bitch, I bye to fuck you! I love fucking you!"

She knew she couldn't last for long. It just felt too good. She gave in to the sweet spasms of pleasure rocking her body. She screamed as the sweet sensations of pleasure shot through her. She scratched at Buford's back. She knew she was nearly fucking his cock off.

"Oh, fuck," Buford groaned. "Fuck! I'm going to come! I'm going to blow your cunt off, little girl! I'm going to blow your fucking cunt off. Oh,fuck!"

She loved the feeling of his milky white juice squirting into her hot cunt. To hell with Buddy! She was glad she hadn't found him. Buford was a lot better fuck, and she had the feeling she was going to fuck him a few more times before the evening was over.

Who needed Buddy when she had a man?