"Do you, or do you not, wanna fucking eat me?" Melanie had been sitting on his chest, but now climbed higher, shoving her stained, faded blue, double string panties up onto his beardless chin. He could smell them, realizing she hadn't showered for a couple of days, at least. He wasn't sure whether to jump for joy, or throw up.
His cock however, was sure: it twitched and grew hard against his jeans. Great.
She was in her mid-twenties, already showing a little chub here and there; no big deal. Beneath stringy, brown hair, she had the most intense gaze he had ever seen, the kind of eyes that begged to be fucked. He'd been horny from the second he'd seen her and her friend Tara hanging out lazy thumbs on the highway access ramp.
He picked them up, thinking he'd hang with them for a bit, build up a sexy image in his mind that he could jerk off to later. He never seriously considered the idea they would actually be willing to fuck. Until now.
Ten seconds ago she'd slid off her faded jeans and pushed him down on his own bed. She'd started mumbling some bizarre stuff, like a nursery rhyme, or something. He thought he'd heard, "Hickory, dickory, dock ... " and then she'd climbed up around his chin with the most needy look on her face. Tara was in the bathroom, showering.
In answer to Melanie's question, he stuck his tongue out, tried to slide it across the bit of panty he was just able to reach. He could see her thin, light brown pubes beginning to mat against the other side. She pulled back slightly.
"I wanna hear you say it," she said. "Gets me really hot when I hear someone tell me how bad they wanna fuck me."
She was definitely a hottie, even in the faded, equally stained T-shirt she was wearing. From this angle he could see her heavy boobs pushing the shirt apart.
"I wanna fucking eat you, okay?" he explained obediently. "I wanna taste your fucking pussy in the worst way; I wanna slide my tongue through your lips, flick your clit, slide a finger in you maybe ... "
"Bitch."
"What?"
"Call me bitch," Melanie ordered. Her faded blue bikini gyrated a quarter-inch from his outstretched tongue.
"Okay ... listen up, bitch: I'm gonna eat your pussy till you fucking cum on my neck, and then I'm gonna slide my boner in your dirty little cunt and make you lick up my cum, after. You getting juiced now, bitch?"
Melanie moaned appreciatively and allowed the tip of his questing tongue to just flick her dirty panties. He tasted salt, and grime, and ... crusty girl cum? She'd probably cum in these panties a couple of days ago.
His cock went rock hard.
"You're fucking riding his face already, you little skank?" Tara sounded outraged, but he could tell it was an act. She walked into the bedroom naked and still completely soaked from the shower. She had made no effort to dry off.
Tara was another brunette, at least thirty years old, although she was so trim and fit her exact age was hard to pin down. Her eyes weren't as intense as Melanie's, but they were bright with life and curiosity nonetheless. Tiny breasts just large enough to hold a couple of huge, dark nipples hung out slightly from her chest. Her athletic belly and waist flared gently into almost non-existent hips. She climbed up onto the bed with them.
"Lemme taste your panties, bitch," he continued, grabbing Melanie by her sweet round ass and shoving his face into her. She groaned and started humping his chin, while his tongue flicked randomly across her panties.
"Actually," said Tara, pulling his jeans off, "They're my panties. We switched last week, after we fucked those two guys at the motel."
Almost free, his cock threatened to tear through his pre-cum soaked underwear. Tara tugged them off.
"Sweet!" she exclaimed excitedly. "You gotta nice dick, William!" She started jerking him off as Melanie now drove her panties down onto his face. He could smell her cunt starting to juice as she got hornier and hornier; her breath came in shallow gasps as her moans became more urgent.
His seven-inch cock was strictly average, William figured, but much worse than that: he wasn't able to regenerate as fast as he used to. Still, he'd managed to slide that same old dick into his fair share of slick, slippery pussies. These two little cunts might turn out to be more memorable than average, however.
Tara was holding something pink up to his nose, getting it in between the faded blue panties riding his chin and his nostrils. "These are Melanie's fucking panties, she likes fucking pink," she explained. "But that's me you smell on there; last time the little bitch had them on was about a week ago. I've been wearing them since then. That crusty stuff on there? That's man cum that's been dribbling out of me all week ... "
What the fuck? These two were definitely not your average vanilla sex types. The dirty panty thing was grossing him out somewhat. Didn't seem to matter to his dick, though. If anything, he was getting harder.
Tara moved back down to his cock, started jerking him off with Melanie's panties wrapped all around it. "We even let guys cum in our panties, and them we put them back on."
Melanie pulled her wet panties aside with a grunt, tried to shove his chin up inside her cunt hole. He could smell her salty pussy lips, the slickness that was coating the inside of her thighs. Feeling his own lust intensify, he shoved his tongue into her as far as it would go and began moving it from side to side. Melanie gasped and moaned, shoving herself even farther onto him.
As Tara jerked him off, he started humping her hand with a steady beat. It wouldn't be long and he'd be shooting his load, no doubt about it. Whatever.
Melanie, panting, began rubbing her clit with her own fingers. Whenever a finger dried up, she shoved it into his mouth, getting it good and wet. He couldn't believe how raunchy these two were.
Suddenly she shoved her stained blue panties back in place, and slammed her arms against the wall. Hot cum gushed through her panties, onto his neck. She groaned, her head thrown back.
Holy shit, he thought, they'd been fucking for what, thirty seconds? Here he was, cumming already ---
As Tara squealed in delight, he bucked and tensed ... and came a load of his own nut juice, right into the pink panties Tara held wrapped around his dick. She tossed the sticky panties onto the bed, and slid his cock into her throat. His dick didn't even pretend to go soft.
Even as Melanie was still draining her hot juice onto his face, Tara climbed up and slowly straddled his dick. He watched as his cock disappeared inside her gorgeous shaven pussy. "Oh yeah, sweet," Tara moaned softly, as she settled herself, a big grin on her face. He couldn't believe how tight she was.
"Is it alright if we fuck the shit out of you?" she wondered, starting to ride his rock-hard cock with a slow beat.
"Whatever," he agreed from inside a haze of lust.
"Is it alright if we steal everything you have and dump your body off a trestle up the Trans-Canada Trail?"
"Whatever," he agreed, not really paying attention. Holy shit, these two were hotter than fuck! He began slamming himself upward into the athletic Tara, drawing an excited "Oh!" from her with every slam. She started to lean forward, using Melanie's back for support.
He sank his fingernails into the twenty-something ass on his face, and positioned her clit just so ... then gently bit down, through her stained panties. She gasped and shuddered. That's right, bitch, he thought, I'm biting your clit! How do you like that? Shove your fucking dirty panties into my face, what the fuck ...!
