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I lay on top of her. Our bodies were wet from exhaustion. We were trying to recover our heart rate and our breathing.
My limp cock slipped from her pussy’s grip. Rhonda moaned.
“He felt so good.”
“You pumped the life out of him,” I panted.
“Shit, Pat. She’s never had a hot cock like yours.”
I caressed her tits, we kissed, then I rolled off her and lay next to her.
“I swear I had three or four little orgasms until you destroyed every nerve in my body. That was more than wonderful.” She patted my lifeless cock.
“You are a hell of a lover. No one has ever paid that much attention to him. You damn near got a mouthful a couple of times, and once your tits were close to getting glazed.”
“If you want to do that, please enjoy yourself. We can always put a little slick-um on the, and you can pump my tits.”
“Are you trying to make him hard again?”
“If he gets hard, you may have to use a different source of relief. She needs a little rest after the banging you gave her. Beer?
“Sounds good.”
“How about in the pool?”
“Certainly. That sounds wonderful.”
“You just want to see my boobs bounce in the water.”
“They did a damn good job when I was on top of you.”
“And they’re looking forward to the next time. Hey, while I’m thinking about it, the public school is having its annual picnic this weekend. Would you want to go?”
“Now, you’re talking party. One thing, I am not getting on a ride so I can throw up.”
“The merry-go-round and the Ferris wheel are about my limit.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” I said in a mischievous tone.
“Well, let me get her ready for another ‘ride’. Grab a couple of beers from the fridge. The pool is through the back door. Don’t take that as an invitation.” She chuckled.
“I wouldn’t do that.” I tried to defend myself.
“When that cock gets hard, he’s gonna go anywhere he can.” She went to the bathroom.
When she came out, she was looking oh so fine. Her hair was fixed, and her makeup freshened.
“I was thinking about suing the lipstick manufacturer. But then no lipstick could survive an onslaught from Pat Graves. Wow. I’m still panting.”
“Thank you. Hey, sweetheart, I don’t want to throw a wet blanket on this, but it’s almost one. If you want to go to the picnic tomorrow, we might want to get some sleep.”
“Damn, I was having so much loving and fun, I didn’t realize. Let’s have a beer, then go to bed. To sleep.” She giggled.
We went out to the pool. The water did look inviting, so we did get in. We sat on the steps, talked, and drank our beer. After that, it was off to bed. To sleep.
Sunlight woke us from our slumber. Rhonda’s butt was tucked against my body. I wanted to fondle her tit, but my bladder said forget it.
I tried to sneak out of bed, but I woke her up.
“Hi, handsome. How did you sleep?”
“Outstanding, gorgeous.”
“After you pee, would you turn the coffee on?”
“Sure, but do you have to go?”
“Not bad, you go first.” If my bladder weren’t screaming, I would have kissed her.
I sighed with relief, then headed for the kitchen. As I walked through the bedroom, Rhonda was bent over, straightening the bedclothes.
“Oh, that is one beautiful sight. Dat’s sum gooood pushin,’”
“And dat’s some good push rod.” She turned around, and we kissed.
“How about coffee by the pool, then I’ll make breakfast.” I handed her a cup of coffee.
“Baby, you don’t have to go through all that trouble.” I walked over and embraced her.
“Nothing is any trouble for my lover man. I may not let you leave.”
“Don’t tempt me.” In a way, I wasn’t kidding.
Rhonda was making a breakfast fit for a king. I tried to help, but she refused. I had to sit at the table and watch her naked body. For my ten cents, her body would have made a great breakfast. Her stuff is delicious.
After a dynamite meal of sausage, eggs (two, break the yolk, then over), and toast. All the time I was thinking about her buns and boobs.
She cleared the table and then sat on it next to me.
“Anything else you want to eat?”
“If you lie on the table, and I can move my chair up to the table. I could enjoy some sweet cherry puddin’.”
“Hmmm, that would end our chances of the fair.”
“Bingo.”
We finished our coffee and dressed. We got in the car and headed for the old PS 3 public school grounds.
I found a place to park that was close to the entrance. I looked at the school and got the same old ‘I hate you’ feelings. We started walking slowly around the school grounds.
“Are you okay, Pat?”
“Yeah. I spent eight years of my life in this prison. I hated every second of it. I had a teacher, Mrs. Thornton, for math. I hated her and math.”
“Really? When did you graduate?”
“’78. Why?”
“I graduated in ’82. I had Thornton for math, and I hated her and math, too.”
“Did some guy get you to go behind the old concession stand?”
“No! I was a good girl. Well, then.” Rhonda blushed.
“Patrick Graves, what’s going on in that mind of yours. The look in your eyes has me worried.” Rhonda was holding my hand and staring into my eyes.
“Well, you were good then. But last night you were great. I can only imagine how good you would be outside.” I patted her ass.
“Do you know of a secluded place that we can get naked?” Her expression said she was all for it.
“I think I just might have a place. There’s the beer stand.”
“Tell me, tell me, tell me. I have never done it outside.” Rhonda was very excited about the idea. I just smiled.
“Two beers, if you please, sir.”
I tried a few games to win something for Rhonda. No luck. There was one more booth I could try. Throw the ball and knock all of the bottles off the stand. It’s as rigged as the rest of them.
I gave the barker a five in return for three balls. I turned to look at Rhonda, and she kissed me.
The first ball, all three bottles blasted from the stand. Rhonda started jumping up and down, cheering and clapping. I motioned for her to take her pick.
After all was said and done, we were the proud parents of a stuffed green frog. She named him Freddie. Freddie Graves. I have a heir. Someone help me.
“Pat, can he sleep with us tonight?”
“No, he can sit in the chair and watch.”
“You goofy pervert.” Rhonda started laughing and slapped my arm.
I held Freddie while we were on the merry-go-round. People gave me funny looks. Getting him on the Ferris wheel, well, that took a little work.
We walked around the grounds and had three more beers. I told Rhonda that none for Freddie, he was driving. She called me a meanie.
Around five, we had seen and done everything we wanted to. So, we walked to the car. Rhonda put Freddie in the back seat and put the seatbelt around him. If she wants me to stop for diapers, I’m putting my foot down on that.
“Pat, this isn’t the way home.”
“Correct.”
“Patrick. Patrick, what have you got up your sleeve?” Rhonda turned in the seat to face me. She was smiling. She knew I was up to something that made her blush.
“Patrick?”
“I love you, Rhonda.” I kept driving.
I drove about thirty minutes out of the city limits. I turned down an asphalt road for a couple of miles. I slowed down to look for a small path in the roadside brush. I drove through the brush to a nice little open space.
“You are full of surprises, you bad boy. This was your plan all along, wasn’t it?”
“Not until you brought it up.”
“I didn’t, you did. You said you want to see how good I would be – well, you little stinker.”
“Freddie has to stay in the car.” Rhonda just grinned.
When I stopped, I made sure there was a space between the car and the woods. I got the blanket out of the back, then opened the door for Rhonda. She had taken her bra off.
“I wanted a head start on you. The operative word is head.”
I grabbed her and took her in my arms. We looked into each other’s eyes, then we kissed passionately.
“I can’t get enough of you, Rhonda. You’re one hell of a woman. Smart, beautiful, and hot as a two-dollar pistol.”
“I’ve never had a man like you, Pat. I don’t know what I’m going to do without. In or out of bed.”
We undressed as fast as we could. I was squeezing her tits, she was stroking my cock. Then I slipped my hand between her legs. Her pussy was soaked.
We kissed again, then she lay on the blanket and reached out to me.
“Take what you want, anyway you want. Love me like you did all night last night.
I knelt between her legs. She smiled when she saw my hard cock.
“I want him to belong to me.”
“He loves you very much.” I didn’t want to commit to anything.
I lowered myself between her legs. Rhonda inhaled deeply as my mouth covered her pussy lips.
“Please, baby, please,” she moaned.
I let my tongue slide between her pussy lips while my hands milked her tits. Rhonda mewed as my tongue slid into her pussy. I licked her wet pussy and pulled her nipples. She was moaning and squirming a little.
“Damn, that tongue of yours. Lick me, baby, it feels so good.”
I licked up one side of her pussy, then down the other. I sucked her clit into my mouth and used my tongue to flick it. She held my face on her pussy, then used her hips to shove it in my mouth.
I could taste her sweet precum trickle down for me to suck. She was moaning and riding my tongue. Her sweet pussy juice started flowing more.
“Pat, baby, please. Put your cock in me, please. Give it to me, cum in me. I need to cum on your cock.” Rhonda begged through staggered breath.
I crawled on top of her as she pulled her legs up. I slid my cock into her pussy. Rhonda moaned as my cock filled her. As her legs moved toward her chest, I could slide deeper into her. When my balls touched her ass cheeks, we both groaned.
I started pumping Ronda for all I was worth. Her groaning and grabbing my ass only added to the raw sex. I milked one tit while I pulled the other nipple. Rhonda shoved my cock into her pussy with each thrust.
“Now, Pat, now. Fuck me hard, now. I’m cumming, I want your cum.”
As soon as she cried out, her pussy squirted us, and my cock blasted her insides with the first load of hot cum.
I sucked her tits and bit her nipples. She slapped my ass and had a death grip on my ass cheeks.
Her pussy squirted her cum as my cock filled her pussy with cum. We couldn’t pound each other hard enough. We continued moaning and cumming.
“God damn, that’s it. That’s all, I can’t cum anymore. Go ahead, pound me all you want.” She was panting hard.
I slammed into her pussy until my balls were empty. Rhonda lay there groaning with exhaustion. I collapsed on top of her, our wet bodies welded together. I tried supporting myself on my elbows, but she pulled me on top of her.
“I want to feel my man’s cock in me, and I want to feel his sweaty body on mine. I want your raw sex, Pat. I need what you do to me.” Her voice trembled through her panting.
“I love what you have, and how you love. You’re amazing, Rhonda. You’re one hot woman.”
We lay there locked together, trying to recover. My cock could feel her pussy squeezing it, even though it was getting weaker.
It slipped out of her, so I rolled from her to lie by her side. I looked into her eyes, which were filled with love. I pulled her to me and kissed her.
We lay there holding each other, not wanting to let go. But the shadows were getting longer. It was time to leave, but we waited until there was almost no sunlight left.
To be continued
