"Come here, Pepper," she suddenly commanded, sensing that he was about to cut loose. Pepper pulled out and rapidly came to where his cock could join the dance in and around Salts slippery lips. She grasped three pair of balls together gently and pulled on them, and, like magic, semen started to spew from three cocks simultaneously, covering Salt's breasts and dripping down into her navel and pubic hair.
Salt ducked down into the water to rinse off. "She sure loves cock," Freddie sighed quietly.
"I resemble that comment," said Salt, emerging from the tub, water beaded over her stomach, her nipples bright red and her cunt lips, even redder, standing out boldly from behind her blond hair.
Salt & Pepper; Chapter III
During their regular walk to school, Salt was pestering Pepper about something he'd said to Mario. "Remember when Mario said he'd pay me $100 bucks for a fuck? Do you think he meant it?" Pepper looked at her and shook his head, and made a "you're crazy" motion with his finger, making a circle around his ear.
"Well, why wouldn't you let him? I could sure use a hundred bucks. You know how much I enjoyed screwing you. Why not get paid for it?"
"Look, Salt, if you really want to get paid for screwing—you know that'd make you a whore don't ya? Anyway, if that's what you want, you could get a hell of a lot more that a measly hundred. But I don't think you know what it would be like. Believe me, I've been close to the life and it can be a bitch."
"Oh, come on. What's so hard about taking a guy's cock in my pussy?"
"I don't want to talk about it. Not now."
Salt was about to hit him with her fists, she was so frustrated. But the issue was settled conclusively when they came around the corner of Franklin Avenue and saw a galaxy of flashing red, blue and white lights arrayed on the street ahead of them. Pepper grabbed Salt and pulled her back around the corner and the two of them took off running until they were around the next corner and three blocks north of Franklin. Only then did Pepper let go of Salts arm and stop pulling her behind him.
The two of them were panting from the running and could hardly speak. "That was close," Pepper gasped.
"I guess we better go to school after all," Salt lamented. "I've never seen so many police cars in one place."
Salt and Pepper vowed to be exemplary in their attendance for the next while. Ironically, that's why they were there to be called into the office, to be grilled by two uniformed police officers who clearly did not buy their stories of why they were absent the day of the break-in. They stone-walled it, denying everything, naively certain that the police couldn't prove anything. But Salt was shook. To understand how shook up Salt was, you only need know that she wrapped the mink stole in a plastic garbage bag and went out in the middle of the night to throw it into a dumpster behind Vons Market.
The next day the principal called the two of them back to the office and told them they were the luckiest kids in the world. Judge Carter, he said, refused to grant the police a search warrant to test their DNA. He smirked as he commented, "Apparently there was lots of DNA on the bed and a, hmm, vibrating egg, whatever that is." He threw them an evil grin and let them go, knees shaking.
So the two of them were good citizens, for a while, but, inevitably, one day, a little while later, Pepper suddenly grabbed Salt's arm as they walked down Grant Ave., their new route to school.
"What?" Salt questioned, wondering why Pepper had pulled her to a stop.
Pepper pointed across the street. "Look!"
"What?"
"Look at all the papers." At the end of a driveway was a paper box. It was stuffed full of all papers it would hold with a considerable overflow lying on the ground, wrapped in plastic bags.
"So?"
"They must be on vacation."
"Pepper!"
"Oh, come on. It won't hurt to look." Pepper ran across the street but Salt stood, rooted to the spot, while he walked up the drive and rang the doorbell. When nobody answered the door, he tried opening it, but it was locked. Pepper shook his head and walked up the drive and around the back. Salt looked up and down the street and, seeing no one, ran across and up the drive to follow Pepper around the back of the house.
She found him looking up at the second story. She followed his eyes and saw a second story window, ajar. It was a dormer window that jutted out of the sloped roof above. Pepper grabbed a garbage can from along side the garage, put it under the eaves of the roof, and tried to climb up. He wasn't able to balance on the can until Salt finally gave him some help. After that it looked easy as he grabbed the ledge above and swung himself up onto the roof. He took a quick look around and, seeing nobody--no open windows staring down at him from the house across the way--he pushed the window open and climbed in. Moments later the back door opened and Pepper waved Salt in.
It gave them such a rush to walk through the empty hallway of another deluxe mansion. It was half spooky and totally thrilling. The house was nowhere near as big as the one on Franklin but their feet rang in the emptiness and it was still nice. There were two bedrooms: a wonderful master suite and guest room. The pool was twice as big, at least, and there was a small motion picture theatre with comfortable armchairs and a bar across the back.
It had been a long week since Franklin Ave, and Pepper's balls were already in an uproar of anticipation—not that Salt wasn't eager to get with it--so the two of them didn't take nearly as much time checking things out as before. Instead, they made a beeline for the master bedroom.
Salt went right to a bureau and started to rifle through the drawers. It didn't take her long to find some flimsy things that she held up before her in the mirror. But Pepper didn't have any patience for that. He wanted pussy, now! Standing behind her, he put his nose behind her ear and bit her earlobe before he started to kiss the back of her neck. Meanwhile, his finger reached under the hem of her sweater and under her bra to pull sweater and bra, together, over her head so he could take her breasts firmly in hand without impedance.
Salt leaned back against him and luxuriated in the sensations her breasts were telegraphing to her pussy. She was getting wet between the legs and she couldn't help flexing her pussy muscles to feel how sexy they felt as they squished together. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of Pepper's T-shirt and pulled it up and over his head. Pepper helped. Then she turned and hugged Pepper tight to her hot little chest.
Pepper loved the feeling of her perky little nipples against his hari chest. He returned the hug for a moment, then he leaned back and fondled both breasts with firm hands. Salt loved it, almost purring with pleasure. She allowed him to have his way with her breasts for a while, but after a while she couldn't wait any longer. She reached down, hand flat against his stomach and pushed her hands down inside his waistband until her fingers found his cock, already pointing upward. She quickly unbuttoned Pepper's pants and pulled her breasts away from him as she lowered her mouth to take Pepper's cock between her lips.
"I've missed you, baby," she said to his cock as she wrapped her tongue around it.
Pepper had a hard time modulating his voice but he managed to say, "Let's try the bed." First he pulled Salt's hip-huggers down, following with her panties. but then he had to back up and get her shoes off before the bunched up wad of clothing would come free. He enjoyed the struggle, all the more because he was able to watch her pussy as she pumped her legs to get free of her pantaloons.
Pepper looked down at Salt pussy with wonder. It was already gaping open, its red lips pouting in readiness. Salt saw his evil little grin and matched it as she looked up at him. She winked. Her pussy was already dripping and he could see her wetness glistening in the half-light of the bedroom. He was about to kneel between Salt's legs, when she said, "For Pete's sake, Pepper, take off your socks!"
Appropriately naked, Pepper knelt down and ran his nose up the valley of Salt's sex, enjoying the wonderful bouquet of her secretions. Salt dug her heels into the mattress and thrust her sex at him and he obliged by running his tongue through her slot with some firmness. "Oh, yes, lover. Do it. It feels so good. I love what you do to me."
Pepper's tongue was wonderfully dexterous. It snaked around inside Salt's vulva, lapping up her juices, which were flowing freely, and teasing her labia until they were fully open and pouting out. In the center of her opening blossom, her clitoris stood out like a stamen, forcing its hood aside, a white pearl in the pinkness of her pussy tissue.
"Isn't it time, honey," Salt finally pleaded.
"I guess," he answered and brought the tip of his prick into position. "You really want it, huh?" he teased as he felt his cock's slit rubbing up and down the groove of her pussy. He was so ready! The bulb of his helmet felt like heaven and was going to feel even better, he knew, before long.
"Stop teasing, Pepper," Salt cried and at the same time, she grabbed his hips and brought an end to it. Pepper had been in control of the situation up to this point, but no longer. The exquisite feeling of Salt's honeyed pussy as it opened to make way for his cock, the wonderful feeling as the lubricious tissues as they collapsed on themselves as his cock retreated—the feeling of his cock in her pussy was more than he could take. His animal nature was in control, causing his hips to whip up a froth in Salt's pussy. It had been too long and, as a result, he couldn't wait—didn't have to wait--secure in his expectations of himself, knowing his balls would be good for two or three orgasms, easily.
Salt was surprised when Pepper came, so shortly after he entered her pussy. "Already?" she asked in astonishment.
"Yeah. Sorry. You're just so hot, I can't control myself around you."
Pepper's cock was just a little worm at this point.
