Adam's Journey Pt. 10

She laughed. "That's more like it! Now come on."

It was fun, she was very cute, and she smelled great. That's about all I remember of her although we danced four or five dances together, because I was busy watching guys try to grope Kristi most of the time I was up there, as she was passed from man to man on the dance floor.

Kristi did a pretty good job of fending them off, or at least cutting their grabbing and rubbing sessions on her fairly short, but it seemed endless. And, perversely, it was turning me on.

At one point my dance partner, Julie, ground herself against me, rubbing herself on my hard cock. "Oh wow, that's really nice - so you do like me! See, I told you it would be fun!"

I had to smile at her uninhibited youthful enthusiasm. She was bubbly and fun, and about 22 years old, tops, and her tight compact little body felt nice and warm against me. It felt a little odd to dance with someone several inches shorter than Kristi, and almost a foot shorter than me. It had been several months since I had danced with anyone else, and it just seemed strange.

At one point she ran her hand down between us and gave my hard cock a fast squeeze. "Ooh, very nice!"

I pulled her hand up and held it for awhile, pretending to be embarassed. OK, I wasn't really pretending, we were in the middle of a crowded dance floor for Christ's sake, and I was embarassed!

We danced very close for one dance, her legs straddling one of mine so that her hot steamy crotch was grinding against my thigh and her firm belly against my erection. As we did this, I watched over her head as the black guy, the one she had started with, again danced with Kristi.

He was holding her very close, pressed against him, and she had her eyes closed. His hands were at the bottom hem of her skirt, wandering and touching her, and stroking her ass. I watched as his hand moved to her bare leg, just under her tight little ass and below her skirt, and his long fingers softly stroked the back of her thigh, very high up, and as he let them wander up to cup her ass in his long, narrow hand.

I could see her hips moving, of their own volition, like they do when she is extremely aroused. She's not even aware when she is doing this I don't think, it's sort of like putting her on auto-fuck, but I realized he was noticing it. His hand slipped beneath her skirt and I knew one or more of his long black fingers had found it's way into her hot, wet cleft and into her pussy as she thrust back against his fingers to take it deeper.

Just as I was about to explode, both in my pants and in anger, it was like she suddenly woke up and realized what was happening, and she pushed him away. I could see his fingers, slick with Kristi's arousal, as he raised his hands up to protest his innocence.

She began to look around, with a very guilty look on her face, and I looked down before she could spot me so that she would not know I had witnessed this entire episode.

By the time the song wound down and I broke away from my cute little dance partner Kristi was dancing with another guy, a faster dance with a little space between them, which I thought was a very good idea.

As I left the dance floor I caught her eye and we exchanged enough signals for her to know I was ready to go. Her partner caught part of the exchange, and I saw him lean in very close to speak to her.

As I got back near our booth I turned to see that they were still very close, apparently conversing over the din, and I saw Kristi toss her hair back and just break up laughing at something he'd said. Their exchange went back and forth a couple more times, then I saw him look over at me strangely, and scowl as the music wound down.

They parted ways and Kristi started over to join me, turning down a couple of guys on the way.

It always strikes me that when a woman gets hit on constantly like this that it must get pretty tiresome after a while, but Kristi handles it with grace and humor, and I think she was particularly enjoying the fact that most of these guys were several years younger than her. Talk about a little positive reinforcement!

I think her performance, and that everyone had seen her nearly naked made them feel like they knew her or had a connection of some kind, because the wolves were definitely slobbering at her heels that night.

She eventually found her way over to me, and sipped at her watered-down drink. "Wow! That was fun! I didn't think I'd ever get away from those guys, but I was having a good time. You don't mind?"

I smiled at her. She was flushed and smiling, a light, sexy sheen of sweat on her face and neck. She looked tremendous, and I told her so. "No, as long as I get you back I don't mind. You look really sexy by the way, really hot, no wonder the guys can't keep their hands off you!"

I didn't say it, but what she looked was very aroused and fuckable, and every guy could see it.

She laughed and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Oh Adam, I had so much fun tonight! Thanks for bringing me here, I'm glad you're not upset by all the attention."

I wanted to tell her that parts of it had made me pretty horny, it had been fun to see all these guys after something they couldn't have, and knowing that I would, later. I didn't say that, I figured she would think I was a pervert.

"Hey, what did that last guy say to you that made you laugh so hard?"

She laughed again, seeming embarassed. "Oh, you don't really want to know", still laughing.

"No, I do. Tell me."

She looked at me slyly. "He said I should dump the old guy and come to his place so we could have some fun."

She completely broke down then, laughing at the look on my face, which I'm sure was pretty funny, but not to me at the time. Old guy! Fucking hilarious! I was probably five or six years older than him was all, that little asshole!

"Ha ha babe, really fucking funny! You know you're only 22 months younger than me."

"Yeah but I look better." Followed by another peal of laughter. She was right, what could I say? He probably thought she was about his own age, or she looked so good he didn't really care.

"So what did you say to him when he said that?"

She gave me her best flirty look. "I said he'd have to be hung better than the old guy for me to make that trade."

There was that 'old guy' thing again. I wasn't liking this much. I'm only 31 for Pete's sake!

"And how did he respond to that?"

"He said he had 7 hard inches he'd share with me. I told him as soon as he grew 3 or 4 more inches to look me up." She laughed again. "He didn't seem to like that. I don't think he believed me!"

That explained the odd look and scowl he'd given me. I kissed her and began to steer her toward the door, digging the keys to her car out of my pocket.

"You better drive babe. While you were dancing and getting groped by every guy on this side of town I was drinking, so..."

She took the keys. "Oh, poor baby! I saw you dancing with that hot little chick. Why didn't you invite her home with us? I bet she would have accepted."

She had made comments like that a couple of times before. I always assumed she was just teasing me to see how I'd react. Actually, the idea of a threesome sounded really fun, and the thought of watching Kristi and another girl, oh man!

I was always very hesitant to see if she was serious, because I was afraid if I took her up on that offer then she would want to bring another guy into a threesome of her own, and I was not very interested in that! I didn't want to owe her the reciprocal arrangement.

I changed the subject.

"Did you enjoy all the horny guys giving you so much attention?"

She answered honestly, which she does. I've learned that with Kristi, if you're afraid to know the truth, don't ask.

"I really did! I had so many hard cocks rubbing against me tonight it was amazing! That was fun, and I swear some of those guys had 4 hands. I am so damn horny, I hope you're not too drunk 'cause I need you to do me all night. Maybe you'll put that talented tongue of yours to good use, you think?"

I was sure of it, and told her so. "You bet, when you wear out my cock you can have my tongue as long as you want it. I seem to recall that me doing you after I cum in you makes you pretty wild."

The idea of all the guys rubbing their hard dicks on her was killing me!

We had arrived at her little Solstice,and I crammed myself into the passenger seat.

She moaned as she slid behind the wheel. "Oh god, now you're just being cruel. That almost makes me cum just thinking about it. I'll have to drive real fast."

She does drive fast, but very smoothly. You don't really get the sense that she is going as fast as she is because all her inputs are so smooth and subtle. I drive fast, but hard, so you notice the car is being worked, she just has a very light touch. She drives with grace, as she does so many other things.

As she got out on the street and up into 3rd and then 4th gear, I slid my hand up her bare thigh, pushing her short skirt out of the way. The upper parts of her thighs were slippery with her arousal, even before I got to her sweet pussy, and as I slid my fingers between her swollen lips I found her soaking wet with her thick juices, slick and hot, her clit a hard knob against my fingertips.

She was obviously extremely turned on and her pussy juices were flowing freely, waiting for a hard cock to take advantage of the lubrication. She gasped out a sudden orgasm, just from my light touches.

"You're going to make me wreck my car, now stop it!"

"No. You don't really want me to stop, do you?" I flicked her clit a few times, bringing her to another quick orgasm.

"Oh fuck, oh my god, unh, unh, unh, oh god! No, don't stop, don't stop! Take your cock out, I want to see you!"

We had the top up, but still, it's a low car, anybody can look in. Fuck it, I didn't care! I used both hands to tug down my zipper and free my cock. I was rock hard and pulsing, jutting out toward the dashboard, and rubbed her juices off my fingers over my cock head.

I went back to fingering her with one hand, stroking myself with the other. She had to steer and shift, but kept her legs parted except when she had to brake or push in the clutch, which pinned my hand between her thighs in her steamy snatch.

I know some guys in a white pick-up got a show, and I suspect some others did as well, but we kept on until she pulled into the garage. She must have cum 5 times by then, and was panting and moaning.

I pushed the button to close the garage door behind us, then got out of her car, my cock hard as stone and jutting out of my open zipper, and walked around to her side. She was getting out as I got there, and I grabbed her hand and pulled her up and out, turning her around and bending her over the hood of her car.

I pushed her skirt up and entered her from behind, deep and sudden, and she cried out in surprise, but pushed herself back against me to take me as deep as possible, moaning and swearing at me, begging me to fuck her. I did, hard and almost violently.

We were both so turned on that it had to be this way, raw and animalistic. There were no soft words or touches, no stroking each other and building up to the act of sex. The whole evening had been the build up, and now all that was left was the fucking.

We had never done this quite like this before, and we were both stunned by the urgency, but there was no slowing down, no turning back.

I slid my hands under the edge of her top and yanked it over her head, tossing it onto the windshield of the car, and crushed her breasts in my hands, pulling her hard against me as my hips bucked, thrusting my swollen cock again and again into her tight wetness. I pinched down hard on her erect nipples, pulling at them roughly, and she came hard, her pussy clamping onto my thick shaft.

We were both just grunting and making almost unintelligible noises, occasionally making a demand of the other or crying out as orgasm neared, and my hands slid down to grip her narrow hips as I continued to slam deeply into her, taking long fast strokes. She came again and then again, announcing it loudly each time with her cries.

I felt myself about to cum, and knew I was almost at the point of no return already, even though it had only been a couple of minutes. I pulled out of her and turned her around, pushing her back so that her ass was up on the front fender, dropping to my knees and burying my face between her legs and my tongue within her soaked and open sex.

She was sweet and musky, and she came again, and I came up for air, looking up at her. She looked stunned, almost awestruck at the intensity of what had just happened, and I know I felt the same. She was flushed and panting, almost gasping for air, as was I, and I could feel that my lips and face were slick with her fluids.

She shuddered as the aftershocks of her orgasm wracked her body. "Oh god Adam! My god! Oh, god that was...oh god! What just happened?"

I stood, my cock rigid still, and leaned in so that it slid between her legs and pressed against her hot pussy. Her body jerked as the tip of my cock probed her ultra-sensitive crevice, and her nails dug into my arm.

"Well, I'd say that you got so turned on teasing all those stiff-dicked young guys that you needed to get laid just real bad. Damn baby, I've never seen you get so horny! You really got off on that whole scene tonight, huh? You really enjoyed that?"

"Me? Look at you! Your cock is huge and hard as a rock! I think all those guys wanting to get in my pants turned you on even more than it turned me on! Look how big and hard you are! Jesus!"

She may have been right, but I lied "No, that's from watching you and the other girls dance and all."

She was unbuckling my belt and undoing my buttons, sliding my pants down my legs, and she took my cock, still covered with her juices, into her mouth as she did so. I felt her tongue swirl around my cock head and probe my small slit, and groaned with the intense pleasure of it.

She stopped sucking and began to tongue my balls instead, as I stripped my shirt off over my head

"God, even your balls are swollen up!" She laughed then. "Goddamn, everything is swollen and huge, look at you, that's amazing! Admit it, you got turned on thinking about all those guys wanting to fuck me, wanting to put their hard cocks in me, and fill me with their thick cum!"

She was taunting me now, and it was killing me with arousal. Just as I thought I would cum all over her face she said "Come on, let's go in. We have some unfinished business here."

She still had her skirt on, bunched around her waist, but the rest of our clothes were scattered on the windshield, hood, and roof of her car, and we left them there. As I followed her into the kitchen I watched the sway of her ass, and could see the shine of moisture on her thighs.

It was too much, and I pushed her back against the kitchen counter and lifted her up so that her ass was on the edge, pushing her legs apart and again entering her tight, slick tunnel, feeling my swollen cock stretch and spread her as she cried out once again.

I could feel my heavy balls hit her tight ass and the hard edge of the counter, and in about 15 or 20 thrusts I was emptying myself in long hard spurts deep inside her pussy. Her heels were locked against my butt, forcing me into her, and I could feel her nails digging into my sides and back as we both rocked through massive orgasms.

I know I was making sounds, and words, but I don't have any idea what I said, and I thought I was about to pass out. Kristi seemed to cum just as violently, almost screaming, her back arching and her heels drumming on my ass.

As the spasms subsided I slid to my knees, my cock slipping wetly out of her. My hands were on her waist, my forearms resting on her thighs, and my face was level with her pussy. I watched as the white, pearly cum began to flow from her bruised pussy, and I leaned in, softly kissing her overworked sex and letting my tongue part her lips and gather the semen from her.

I used my tongue to spread the thick cum over her hard clit and red, swollen pussy lips, inserting it into her for more. I swallowed a great deal, but there seemed to be an inexhaustable supply, and it continued to flow from her. I continued to lap it up, and she had a small orgasm, then another, and a third, harder now.

She begged me to stop, worn out, and soon slid from the counter and into my arms on the floor. I sat on the cold floor, my back against the cabinet, and held her in my arms, looking down into her beautiful face. She looked sexy, aroused, exhausted, mussed up, satiated - all at once. Stunning!

She reached up and pushed my hair back a little. "Wow. Just wow! That was incredible! I think you wore me out, I can't even get up!"

I smiled and slid my hand between her legs, cupping her sex. I could feel my semen continue to ooze from her. "I hope I didn't wear that out, I may want to use it again someday. Right now I'm too dehydrated though, I seem to have spurted out all the fluid in my body."

She laughed. "I'll say! You flooded me, I can feel it still running out. When we can walk again I need you to help me upstairs, then we can shower together and you can finish cleaning up your mess, then I want you to hold me all night."

That sounded good to me. "And then maybe some of that good morning sex?"

She grabbed my chin and shook my head a little. "God, you're a sex fiend! Of course we should have good morning sex, I'm counting on it. If my pussy isn't too sore."

"If it is I guess I could make the sacrifice and let you blow me."

She laughed at that. "Gosh, you're a real prince!"