Now that he was weak and helpless, she rolled, grabbed an arm, and tried to pin him with her body across his. A squiggle and she was cuddled in his lap while he rested comfortably against the van wall. One hand stroked her pussy and the other hoisted her right tit. She sucked his nipples, rubbed his belly and nipped his neck. He was doing sweet nothings with her cunt and tits, stirring up quivers and twinges. She found his cock coming along nicely, hardening but not granite.
"Can I wake it up now?"
He slid flat on the floor and she bent to hold his limber prick up to suck it in her mouth. A few corkscrews and a run down the shaft and his nice cock was staring at her with its one eye. Rubber-rolling time. She straddled him and held his prick at her pussy lips.
"Nosey little critter, ain't it?" She rubbed his cock along her cunt-slit as it poked up. "You'd think it was hungry to get in me."
"It's been hungry ever since that fast flash tossing your bra. It knew it had found true love and tried to climb the wall right then."
"Why you sneaky peek…" A girl couldn't really act indignant when the guy was nudging his prick at her cunt with her help, but she tried.
"First I thought you weren't naked, but now I see. Your nipples aren't that different from your tits. Great blend, I love it."
"No makeup, stud, just natural me."
"Ummmmm, love that too!"
All this silly chitchat was depriving her of what she so desperately needed, a solid cock shoving deep in her cunt. She held his prick steady at her cunt sad looked down at him. He held her hips in a firm grip to pull her down on his prick. Their grins widened and she sighed gratefully as the great prick spread her cunt and penetrated. The cock-head probed up her cunt, the rubbery ridge slipped past the muscles with a twinge, and Casey sighed more deeply as the heavy cock prodded along her channel.
She released his cock, planted both hands on his chest and closed her eyes to savor the magnificence of a hearty spear pushing ever farther into her cunt. Delicious, but her tits began to itch. Poor things were neglected. She held a hand on her hip but lifted the other to juggle her left tit. Nice, but not enough. She bent forward to swing both tits in his face. He swung his head, trying to lick each nipple as it arced past.
Casey eased her pussy down until they were fitted together. Everytime she fucked on top, she liked it better. She could take all the cock she wanted, slam down on his prick or ease it in and out, hump forward to get her clit straining and screaming, swing her ass to stir up all kinds of poaches and wrangles if she wanted to keep him from shooting, or to slug him with hard thrusts that got blood boiling in both of them.
"Those lazy eights do anything for yours."
"Casey, if every guy in the world could feel the super, smasher, jazzy, snorting sex thrill you're giving me right now, there'd never ever be another quick fuck again. It isn't the mindblower of coming, but I know that's on the way and this simmering on the slow burner prolongs the pleasure."
He thrust two inches up her cunt and she squeezed his cock. Doug muttered something and a look of utter bliss smoothed his face. She dropped forward again to swash her nipples in his teeth, a rocking motion with side shuffles kept his prick deep up her cunt. She could nudge forward and get his knobby cock-head swigged up tight.
When one had too much and broke the fit, they'd go to easy thrusts up her cunt that floated her up to heaven. Maybe some side fluffers and shunts that shot wings fluttering her insides, always varied, always surprising and always the building inside her of a wham-bang climax.
Especially when he pumped a series of thudding thrusts up her pussy.
He pulled her down flat on him, patted her knees, and she straightened. A quick roll and she was on the bottom.
"You were up there like an angel, but too far in the clouds. Now you're down to my level."
"What kind of devilment do you have in mind?"
Doug stroked a non-existent mustache like a dramatic villain. "You'll soon see, my proud beauty!"
From the slithery strokes he was sinking in her cunt, she knew she was in for it, and would love every stab of his cock. She hooked her heels on his back and thrust up to meet him with wiggles, swirls and what she knew now was a potent sex ploy, squeezing his cock raw. It worked both ways. All the moves got her more excited than it did him. She knew that she came easily and often, but with this guy, she boiled over and thumped out a thrasher like a gusher.
"Yeah, there, do that! Oh shit, Doug, whang me! Oh damn, coming, coming, coming!"
"Told you being on top was too high."
"No way, buddy, that built all this shit! Dropping to your level just opened the chute!"
"Like this?"
She sank back into the depths and shuddered out another come before she knew it. After that, she lost track of how much she came. He toyed with her, hit switches and touched hot spots – and she came, got her breath, and came again.
He took her on her side, from the back, in some side twists she didn't think possible without a lesson in contortion, and she shuddered to what felt like a constant climax. They even stopped, messed around and then tucked his cock back up her cunt and started again. She was amazed. A couple of times he came, but some playing around and a few strokes and he was ready.
"Casey, we'd better go for the big finale or we'll both be so sore we can't walk."
"Noooo!" she groaned, but she knew he was right. It was losing him that scared her. Where the shit was she going to find another good fuck without everyone in town knowing? "Yeah, I know, but fucking you is yummy!"
They were in a position that they both liked.
He could fuck her cunt while diddling her front, tits, and clit making her come forever. She had his balls in hand and his chest to tease.
"God, but I love that muscle roll you do on my cock."
"You have to come back here for that. Those California girls haven't got the equipment."
He grinned and she giggled. He thrust a few inches in her cunt and she clenched down as hard as she could. They made it a slow start – neither really wanted to end it, but it had to be. Gradually they built to slamming thuds. She knew she'd bounce off the roof when she came this time. They'd both come so it wouldn't be easy, but when it did, they'd have a wham bang snorter that rocked them both.
Casey banged back at him. It was coming up fast, she felt the tension, had the slippery sweat, the strain of taking the pounding he was jamming in her pussy.
"Come on, fuck me blind, bust my ass, shoot that beef in me harder! Gimme some cock, you bastard!"
She hunkered into a ball to take the straight hard shots he was throwing in her cunt. She slapped his chest and forced his hand tighter on her tit.
Rattled and breathless, she clung to his body while the torrid purple swatches tore her frame. She flinched at the bleeding red pain in her pussy and wrenched away from the sweet pain tearing her tits. He gave a last thrust of his cock and slumped.
It could have been minutes or hours that they lay holding each other and squirming faintly for a neater feel of fading cock in cunt. A few muttered words of loving and a tender touch with a kiss barely disturbed the quiet mood.
Then a thump on the side of the van echoed along the sheet metal with an endless thunder roll.
"You all right in there?"
Casey should have been scared, but she was too full of all the flush and complete contentment of the superb fuck.
"Whoooeee! Never been better!"
They heard a chuckle and a light pat on the van. "Okay, then, young lady. Noisy as you are, you had me worried. But you'd better move along, the cops start patrolling about now."
Casey and Doug looked at each other in total shock. They'd left George and Suze's place in late morning.