Hot pants stewardess

CHAPTER TWO

Maureen kissed the head of his limp prick and lightly ran the tip of her tongue around its ridge and under the foreskin.

Eddie stirred in his sleep, groaned, and rolled to his side facing her. Smiling, Maureen edged her way back up his body until the thick pelt of her pubic was pressed against his prick. Parting her legs slightly, she rubbed the soft, wet lips of her pussy against his meat.

Moaning, still asleep, the big bartender threw his muscular arms around her shoulders and began moving his hips back and forth. A broad smile appeared on his lips and Maureen knew he was dreaming of fucking.

His cock started to swell. The head thickened and parted the top of her slit, slamming against her clitoris as he moved. A swell of desire surged from her cunt clear up to ripple the hard buds at the tips of her tits. It once again erased from her mind the agreement she had made with Joanie.

Maureen slipped from Eddie's grasp and scooted down the bed, pushing the sheet before her with her feet. The scent of her own pussy, left over from the previous night's fucking, rose from his prick and invaded her nostrils as she moved lower on his body.

She pressed her cheek against his flat stomach. His thick, wiry pubic hair brushed against her chin. She wanted to get her lips on his cock before it became fully hard. She loved the feel of it getting rigid inside her mouth.

She moved don a few more inches and pressed her lips against the cockhead and fleshy foreskin.

Sliding one arm between his thick thighs, she wrapped it around the crevice of his buttocks. Then she opened her moist lips and sucked his cock inside. She wiggled her tongue around, probing under the foreskin and thrilled at feeling it grow to its full length in her mouth.

Slowly, she moved her head back and forth on his swelling rod. She could feel the blood surge along the thick veins of the shaft. She pushed her head down harder and let the bulbous cockhead part her throat and slide on in.

Oh God, I do love to suck cock, she thought. I love to feel a piece of male meat expand in my mouth and slither down to my tonsils. I dig eating and sucking, and fucking, cock.

Eddie lunged forward and his pubic hair crashed against her nose.

His cock was completely hard now, thick and throbbing inside the redhead's mouth. Still asleep, he dreamed of his beautiful bed partner. He dreamed that he was hovering over Maureen and throwing his massive tool into her sweet, sticky cunt. Maureen fingered the crevice in his ass. It was slightly damp with perspiration. She touched her forefinger to his asshole and massaged the pliant flesh. Little by little, she eased her finger inside and began finger-fucking his ass with the same rhythm she was using on his cock.

Eddie opened his eyes.

"I thought I was dreaming," he murmured happily.

Maureen grunted in response and continued sucking his cock. He pulled up his left foot, pressed it against the back of the knee of his right leg and stared down at her. Her red hair danced across his hairy belly and trembling thighs as her head bobbed and her mouth sucked hungrily.

"You gotta give the best head in the world, honey," he moaned.

You bastard, Maureen thought, but kept sucking. What a crude way to put it. It was exactly what Joanie was saying. "Quit fucking and sucking guys just for their cocks… try to get one with brains to along with it!" But, God, Eddie did have a delicious piece of fuck-meat!

He surged his lips up again and let his mind revel along with his body in the sucking she was giving his cock.

Damn, she could suck a cock! He had never encountered a broad that liked to suck like she did. She even sucked his balls and ate his ass! And she always wanted it; that was another thing he liked about her. When he came over she was always raring to go. Yes, sir. She was one hell of a lay. And she kept coming back for more, even in the morning when most chicks felt guilty about it, or wanted to sleep.

The warm sensation of her fast-moving mouth on his cock enveloped him and he stretched his big frame over the soft sheets. His body twitched as his cock slid in and out of the warm flesh of her mouth. She let his prick slide into her mouth until the head touched the back of her throat. Then she moved her head back, sucking on it as hard as she could, and let it slide out of her mouth almost completely before going back down on him. Her finger wiggled in his ass and hit a certain point which never failed to arouse him. He nuzzled his face against the pillow, reveling in the sight of the beautiful redhead sucking his cock. He thrilled as his thick shaft disappeared between her luscious lips and then reappeared, shiny with her saliva.

Maureen felt his eyes watching her and knew he was fully awake. With an angling twist of her head, she threw the wisps of hair away from her eyes and looked up over his heaving belly and broad chest.

"I love it when you wake me up by sucking my dick. You want me to pour a load in your mouth, or you want it in the cunt?"

Maureen let the huge cock pop from her lips and pushed herself up the bed until she was facing him, cunt to cock.

He clamped his mouth aver hers and began kissing her wetly. Strangely enough, she didn't mind the morning taste of his mouth. Ordinarily, she would have her lover get out of bed and brush his teeth. But somehow, it made it seem all the more animalistic. And that's why she liked Eddie, he was an animal.

He pushed her over on her back and rolled over on top of her, pressing his huge column of flesh against her smooth stomach. Maureen's breath was coming hard. She wanted it all right. Her jutting tits rubbed against his hairy chest as he wormed one of his fingers into her cunt. He dug it into the opening of her pussy and toyed with the hard cunt.

Maureen pulled away from him. "I want to sit on you!"

Eddie lay on his back, his big cock jutting straight up in the air. She straddled his body, her tits jiggling back and forth as she raised herself to a crouching position over him. She reached down and took his thick prick between her fingers and then lowered herself until the cockhead pressed against the soft hair surrounding her cunt. She wiggled her creamy hips from side to side, and slowly the head of his cock slid into her moist slit, the upper ridge riding against her clitoris like a steel pole.

The swollen head of his cock slipped easily into her pussy as she lowered herself. It was more than halfway into her when she released the huge prick. She pressed her hands against her thighs and began moving up and down quickly. Then she opened her eyes and looked at him. Her mouth curled slightly at the edges, she knew she had him.

Eddie began bucking his hips upward, pushing more and more of his throbbing shaft into her cunt until finally it was buried to the hilt and his coarse pubic hairs were entwined with the soft, red ones of her cunt.

He slid his hand up her satin-smooth skin and grasped her swaying tits. He clutched them in his large hands and began massaging the warm flesh and pinching the nipples. Maureen rocked her body from side to side and swiveled her hips in circular movements. She spread her legs wider and arched her back so that the entire length of his cock slid in and out of her cunt easily.

Maureen began making soft mewling sounds and Eddie knew that she was almost ready to come. He tightened his thighs and rushed to catch up with her, knowing how she liked them to climax together. He churned his buttocks, jabbing his cock upward. He continued pinching her tender nipples and thrusting upward, grunting like a bull.

"Oh! Oh! OH!" Maureen squealed and threw her head back.

Eddie felt the warm flush of her climax against the head of his cock and suddenly he started to come himself. His balls constricted as he pressed his feet against the footboard of the bed for support. He lifted his pelvis a full foot in the air, pushing his cock deep into her climaxing cunt. Thick gobs of his semen shot into the recesses of her pussy, coating the walls of her cunt like whitewash. He shot three times, then stopped bucking his hips.

Maureen lay down on top of him and rested, his deflating cock still inside her. He kissed her gently all over her face and held her tight.

Then she spied the clock. "Shit, I gotta run! Throw on some toast and coffee while I shower, will ya?"

She leapt from the bed and seconds later he heard the steady hum of the shower.

The previous night's drinking hit his head like a ton of bricks as he crawled from the bed. Unsteady on his feet, he made his way to the kitchen and fulfilled Maureen's request.

Fifteen minutes later, she came in fully dressed, a small flight bag over her shoulder. "Jeez, can't you throw a towel or something around you?"

"What for?"

"'Cause I don't want your cock with my coffee."

"Why not?" he grinned.

"Jesus."

She drank down the coffee, wolfed the toast, and headed for the front door.

"Grab a shower if you want to and be sure to lock the door on your way out."

"Hey," he called after her, "when you gonna…"

But the door had slammed behind her.

With a still unsteady gait, Eddie made his way back to the bedroom and gathered up his clothes. He was just turning toward the bathroom when his eyes fell across the comfortable bed.

"Jesus," he groaned, and fell across it. "Just another half-hour to clear the cobwebs."

He was sound asleep in seconds.

Joanie Barrett, her short blonde hair bouncing in time with her huge tits in the tight uniform blouse, ran for the cab. She just beat a tall salesman type to the door. He looked down at her tits and licked his lower lip.

"Nice."

"Fuck off," Joanie spat at him, and jerked the cab door open.

The man shrugged and moved away as Joanie slid her luscious ass into the back seat and slammed the door.

"Where to?"

Joanie gave him the address of her apartment house and lay back against the seat, closing her eyes.

"Some guys," the driver said, alluding to the salesman. "Always horny and can't be a gentleman about it. 'Course, I can't say as I blame him."

Joanie opened her eyes. The driver was lewdly taking in the rise and fall of her big tits in the rear-view mirror.

"Are you a pimp, a cab driver, or just a dirty old man?"

"I'm whatever you need, baby."

"At twenty-five, I'm a far cry from a baby. And all I need is a driver. So shut the fuck up and drive!"

She pulled her uniform jacket over her tits and again leaned back in the seat, closing her eyes. Normally, she wouldn't have been so touchy, but it had been a rough trip. Two guys had taken turns pinching her ass and rubbing against her tits halfway across the country. And the previous night she had broken the agreement she had made with Maureen to stay away from men who weren't future-husband material.

His name was Jerry Morse, and he was second officer on the flight. He was tall, handsome and, according to the other two stews on the flight, hung like a bull. He was also very married, with two kids, which took him out of the availability category.

The crew had been quartered in a lakeside motel outside the city. Joanie, using all her willpower, had dinner in her room. By eight o'clock her pussy needed some cock so badly that there was only one thing that she knew would relieve the tension: exercise.

She decided to go for a swim and wear herself out before going to bed – alone.

She had just stretched her blanket out on the soft sand and laid down on her back with her eyes closed when a booming voice exploded in her ear. "HI, babe!"

Her eyes popped open. It was Jerry Morse. "Hi, Jerry."

"C'mon, how about a swim?"

"I was gonna rest a little bit."

"C'mon, let's swim out to that raft."

Joanie found it hard to keep her eyes off the bulge in his swim trunks. She didn't really want to fuck him, but the wealth of cock beneath the tight swim suit material was turning her on. It would be easier to keep him away from her in the water.

"Okay, let's go." She stood up and shook her huge tits back down into her bikini top. Jerry watched appreciatively.

They dove into the water and Joanie struck off for the raft. Jerry was relieved to have her in front of him. If she had been beside him, he knew he would have a hard time resisting his urge to grab her.

As they swam nearer the raft, the water turned cooler, and instead of his erection calming down, it seemed to get larger. He could see the twin cheeks of her smoothly rippling young buttocks as she swam just ahead of him, and the sight made his blood run wild through his tensed body. He was beginning to think the only way to relieve his hard-on was to get laid, and that thought made his cock ache with rigid awareness.

When he reached the raft, he watched the sensuous young girl climb onto it. Instead of joining her, he dove under the raft and came up in the air space. Joanie was looking directly down at him between the raft boards. The water was clear and she could see the huge bulge of his cock.

"Oh shit," she moaned to herself, "I can't resist it."

She dove into the water and swam towards him. The force of her dive had pulled the top of her bikini down, exposing her huge, pink nipples.

"Jeez, the water's cold," she said as she surfaced for air, fully aware that her bikini top had slipped down. She reached out to hold herself up by his shoulders, and saw that he was staring wide-eyed at her breasts. She spoke before he could think of anything to say. "What are you doing hiding under here?"

"Uhh, just enjoying the view," he answered, his cock aching in the tightly constricting confines of his trunks. She was so close to him he wanted to grab her, but he couldn't let go of the cross-beam without both of them sinking into the water.

"Doesn't have anything to do with this?" she giggled, her free hand touching the bulge in his trunks.

"You're showing a little, too," he laughed. He leaned forward, planting a kiss on one of the erect nipples. Instead of pushing him away, Joanie pulled herself closer to him, making his sucking of her nipple easier. He responded by nipping at the hardened flesh, his sharp teeth causing her to moan with pleasure. He would have been glad to continue sucking her tit all night, but the position was awkward, and Joanie suddenly dropped down into the water until her face was level with his. Her full breasts looked as though they were floating on the surface of the water like two ripe, creamy white melons. The moment his lips made contact with her mouth, he drove his tongue deep inside, and she sucked it deeper into her warmth.

"I've wanted some of you since the first flight together."

"What about your wife?"

"She's there. I'm here. It's dark enough, let's get up on the raft."

They submerged and literally leapt to the top of the raft from the water. Nothing could hold Joanie back now. She practically attacked his trunks, pushing them dawn and off his legs. Her hand wrapped around his cock instantly, her fingers running up and down its length, exploring it. The thick head rubbed against her smooth inner thighs, and it jerked from the mounting sensations that her finger caused.

Thrusting his hips forward, Jerry ground forward to press the tip of his hard dick against the thin, flimsy strip of nylon material covering her cunt, and it slid between her parted young thighs easily. The tips of her breasts were pressing into his chest, the nipples as hot as branding irons, and Joanie sucked hard on his tongue as he swirled it around and around inside her warm mouth.

"You want it, honey?"

"Yes, dammit, I do – I want it bad!"

With trembling fingers, he pulled her suit down to expose the perfect blonde triangle of her cunt.

Suddenly she leaned over and pressed her lips against the head of his prick. She dragged the tip of her tongue over the head, then took the shaft in both her hands and began licking wildly. Jerry groaned and thrust his huge cock up at her. She opened her mouth wide and let it slide between her lips. Then she closed her mouth shut and began bobbing her head up and down, sucking him greedily.

"Jesus, you do want same cock tonight, don't you?" he rasped, watching his meat disappear into her face.

She lowered her head until she had all of his cock in her mouth and her lips were brushing against his curly black pubic hair. She sucked ravenously, until Jerry began to tremble. Just when he thought he was about to come, she pulled away. She lay dawn beside him, took his hand, and guided it to her cunt.

"Hurry," she gasped. "Put your cock in me and fuck hell out of my pussy!"

She slid her arms around his waist and pulled herself towards him. His cock pressed against the opening of her cunt. She clamped her mouth against his and jammed her tongue down his throat. Her hand slid down between their bodies and guided him to her pussy slit. Before Jerry knew what was happening, he was inside her. He was surprised by the incredible, warm, comfortable feeling of her vaginal walls clasping his thick prick. He began to move back and forth, plunging it in deeper and deeper. Then he rolled over on top of her and plunged it nearly all the way in.

She threw her legs in the air and wrapped them around his heaving buttocks. With each stroke, he got more cock into her. Joanie groaned with delight and urged him on.

"Yes, yesssss, fuck me, Jerry! Fuck me good!"

They rocked back and forth on the hard raft. Both of them were glistening with sweat. Joanie licked his face as she rocked her hips rhythmically.

"Mmmmmm, Jerry, that's good. Oh God, that's good!"

Jerry thrust his cock in to the limit and she accepted all the cock he could give her. She ran her hands between his buttocks and felt his asshole with her finger. The opening was wet and her finger slipped in easily. She began finger-fucking his ass as he cock-fucked her cunt.

"Jeez, that feels peat! Don't stop, don't stop!"

"I'm gonna come, Jerry!" Joanie gasped. "I'm gonna come!"

She stopped bucking for a moment and let her orgasm reach her. Then suddenly, furiously, she began pushing her cunt up at him.

"Come on, Jerry! Goddammit! Come on!" Jerry let his climax come. He shot deep inside her pussy, coating her vaginal walls with his warm cum. They rocked back and forth until their orgasms passed, then they broke apart and lay back on the raft, gasping for breath.

"Mmmmm, good, good fuck," Joanie moaned happily. Then it hit her. Jesus, she thought, she was no different than Maureen, and she was a slave to her own cunt.

"You're here, lady."

Joanie popped her eyes open. The doorman was holding the door of the cab open. She paid the driver, and five minutes later opened the door of her apartment.

The memory of fucking Jerry had made her pussy boil with juices. She headed for her bedroom, intending to strip and take a quick shower. As she passed Maureen's room, she heard a snore.

Gently she pushed the door open.

"Son-of-a-bitch," she murmured, "and I felt guilty about Jerry!"