The Jake Chronicles Ch. 06

Date: 28.11.2007

Keywords: The, 06, Ch., Jake, Chronicles,

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Then something down deep inside his flopping balls burst.

"OHSHIT!" he blurted out, humping upward as hard as he could and driving his cock into her pussy as deep as it would go.

Then with a mighty lurch, his cock spewed out a giant gob of thick, creamy cum out into her pussy as he held it shoved down onto his cock.

"Yessssss," she hissed, pushing down with her hips and forcing his penis even deeper into the scorching depths of her hot cunt. "Come in my pussy.

This was the best, he feverishly thought as his cock kicked and bucked emptying it steamy load of jism into her hot, sucking hole. This was the best fuck of his life. The other women had been good, but Martha was the best. And to think, she and her fabulous pussy had been right under his nose all this time. And fool that he was, he hadn't even tried to check it out.

Finally, his cock stopped firing off inside of her and immediately began to wilt.

"Oh, God, awesome," he groaned, standing behind her with his cock still shoved up inside her cunt as he tried to catch his breath.

As he did, he reached around her and fondled her heaving breasts as she too huffed and puffed.

Finally, he slowly bent his knees and let his cock come slithering down out of her cum-filled cunt to fall lifelessly down between his thighs.

"Good heavens, child," Martha quibbled, "how long have you been saving up for this?"

"Forever," he laughed, backing away from her as she turned toward him.

"I think so," she said, reaching up and unhooking the shower head from its holder and dragging it down between her legs where she turned it upside down and sprayed off the cum that was still oozing out of her pussy. Then, smiling she turned it on his cock and gave it a good spraying before she hung it back up.

"Now that's what I was talking about before," she giggled soaping her body down. "That was Neapolitan ice cream."

"That was the wildest thing I've ever done," he muttered, stepping out of the shower and waiting as she rinsed herself off.

Still admiring the way her big tits jiggled and bobbed, he handed her a big, fleecy, pink towel then grabbed one for himself. "You put the other two ladies to shame."

"I hope so," she told him smiling coyly as she toweled off. "I couldn't live with myself if I let them best me at, at, oh, anything."

Stepping back into her elevator heels, she drug her towel along the floor behind her as she sauntered over to the bed giving Billy a naughty exhibition of hip swishing.

"I love the way you walk and swing your beautiful butt back and forth like that," he grinned following in her footsteps.

"Do you now?" she laughed, crawling up on the bed and flipping over onto her back.

Billy stood looking down at her watching her scoot down the bed until her butt was perched on the edge of it. With the soles of her high-heeled shoes resting on the floor and her legs bent at the knee, she slowly spread her long, beautifully arched legs apart as Billy looked on with rapt reverence.

As her legs parted, her meaty pussy began to unfurl like a dusky, pink rose opening its dew-coated petals to the sun. Wider and wider it gaped open until the dark, mysterious opening between the lips came into view as a tiny trickle of pussy-juice dribbled down out of it.

"You're leaking out stuff again," he grinned.

"Would you like to taste it?" she asked him, running her hand down over her tummy to her pussy.

"It would be my pleasure," he said, slowly dropping down onto his knees between her soft, smooth thighs.

Shoving a pillow under her head, Martha watched Billy lean forward over her bald pussy. Then, as she felt his mouth touch down on her pussy, she reached down and grabbed hold of her big tits.

Billy found the mixture of fragrances wafting up from her pussy enchanting; the sweet, clean smell of the soap; the hot, pungent aroma of the juices oozing out of her pussy; and the faint, lingering fragrance of her perfume were all mingled together to form an arousing, pheromone-laced intoxicant.

"God, you smell good," Billy panted into her pussy as he licked and lapped her thick, floppy cunt-lips, savoring the flavor of the juice spilling out onto his tongue.

Still tweaking and plucking at her big, cherry-sized nipples, Martha reveled in the boy's open adoration of her womanhood. Basking in his attention, she could feel his tongue wandering over the delicate lips of flesh that bordered the core of her femininity. Then she felt his fingers touching and gently probing the fragile opening as his mouth moved up higher to the big joy-button jutting out above it.

Billy was surprised by the size of her clit. It had to be at least a half-inch long and as big around as the tip of his little finger. The other two women's clits had been about half that size. Martha's clit was big enough to suck on, he soon discovered as he sucked it between his lips and began rubbing the tip of his rough tongue back and forth across it.

"Oh, yessss, like that," she murmured, gently humping her pussy up at him.

Then as he quietly teased and taunted her smooth clit with his tongue, he ran the tip of his finger around the slippery opening of her vagina and slowly eased it down into the hot, wet channel. As her hips bobbed up and down lightly thrusting her pussy up at him, he began to tenderly finger fuck her.

Soft, little mewing pants came from her mouth as he slowly introduced a second finger into her pussy and while his rape of her clit became more impassioned.

As her hips dipped and bounced, Billy reached up and with the tip of his finger peeled back the slippery little hood that concealed part of the big love-bud. When he did, Billy had even more access to the little knob that jutted our at least three-quarters of an inch now. Now with it all sucked in between his lips, he ran his rough, probing tip of his tongue around it in circles around it, teasing and rubbing it.

"Gonna come," she whispered out as her hips bounced up and down faster and faster.

With her butt pattering around on the bed wildly, Billy was having trouble keeping his lips locked down around the wigglely little worm so he eased his fingers out of her cunt and clamped them down over her thigh to pin her butt to the bed. But even that wasn't enough so he moved his finger away from her clit and locked his around the top of her other thigh. Straining, he forced her butt down onto the bed and furiously attacked her clit with his mouth and tongue.

It worked because about fifteen seconds later, he heard her groan as her body went stiff and then began to shake.

"Coming, oh, God, I'm cominnggggg," she choked out as Billy felt a spurt of thick, hot juice spew out onto his chin.

As her hips quivered and shook, Martha dropped her tits and grabbed hold of his head shoving it down against her pussy as Billy nipped and licked at her clit. Her whole body writhed and floundered as she endured the ravages of her orgasm. Her muscles locked down and curse words Billy had never heard before spewed from her mouth as she humped her pussy into his face painting it with her pungent juices. As he devoured her, she slapped her sweaty thighs against his cheeks imprisoning him between them.

Agonizing through her orgasm, Martha felt like it went on and on until at last she felt the last few sizzling sparks fire off inside her pussy and then die.

As her whole body went limp, Billy dropped his hands down underneath her soft, smooth thighs and slowly lifted them up. As he did, he watched the little, wrinkled circle of darkened flesh between the perfect, round cheeks of her ass slowly come into view.

"Honey, honey, what, what are you doing," she panted, looking down at him between her heaving breasts.

He didn't answer her. Instead, he kept pushing her legs up into the air until he felt the soles of her shoes brush across his shoulders. Stopping, he gently eased her legs down until the stiletto heels slipped down in front as the soles were balanced atop his muscular shoulders.

With his hands now free, he reached down and gently grasped the round, soft cheeks of her ass and gradually spread them apart. He did this until her small, wrinkled asshole was totally exposed. Then he leaned down and flicked out his tongue. Circling the furrowed circle of darkened flesh with the tip of his tongue, he tickled and teased it much to her obvious delight.

"Oh, my, oh, my, my, you naughty boy," she giggled out. "Where, where did you learn that?"

"Busy, can't talk," he muttered, hardening his tongue and gently probing the fragile opening of her asshole with it.

As she oohed and awed, Billy continued to tease and taunt the sensitive opening until at last he felt her lift her legs off his shoulders.

"My turn now," she said, lifting her legs and dropping her high heels back to the floor as she pushed him out from between her legs.

"Uh, okay," he grinned.

"Look at you," she laughed pointing at his face. "Your face is dripping wet."

Glancing over at the mirror on her dresser, he saw that his face was indeed glistening wetly in the afternoon light.

"You did it," he grinned back at her. "You're the artist that painted it onto to me."

"Uh-huh," she said, rolling over onto her hands and knees. "Now come on up here."

"Where, how, how do you want me?"

"On your hand and knees," she snickered.

Grinning like a Cheshire Cat, Billy leaned down over the bed and crawled onto it. His cock, thick and puffy hung down below him flicking around as he watched Martha crawl around behind him. Then he felt her hand on his back as she shoved his shoulders and head down onto the bed.

He felt her hands on his butt, softly caressing and fondling it as he lay on the bed with his ass waving in the air.

"You have a nice butt yourself," she snickered and teasingly ran a long, silver fingernail down the crack of his ass. "Nice and firm and tight."