I Remember Bethany Ch. 01 (Illustrated)

As I pulled back with each thrust, I could feel the walls of her vagina tugging at my shaft and I rocked back and pushed her legs toward her chest so that I could see the joining of our flesh. As I worked in and out of her, the shining coral of her inner lips turned to violet as they followed my gleaming coal black piston. The rosy crucifixion spread across her chest as I looked up to find her gaze from between her knees locked on the workings of our lovemaking.

"It's so beautiful." She whispered with a husky moan and pushed her head back against the armrest. Her heavy lidded eyes locked on mine and she pulled me down on her. Beth then began to pull my shirt off over my head and claw at my back. Her face flush and her eyes rolled back with fluttering lids, she began to buck wildly until with a violent spasm, she gave out an inarticulate "AAARGH!" and I felt a sudden gush of liquid flood against my testicles.

The beautiful slapping and squishing of our nether regions filled the car along with a heady musk and the windows steamed as we continued to bend our backs against that cold November night. With my fingers between her cheeks, I could feel her juices running down the crack as she panted and jerked against me. I slowed and kissed her neck while she caught her breath. "Thank you, George: that was wonderful."

"Hold on little girl, we ain't finished yet." And I sat up and lifted her left leg so that her ankle was next to my ear. I kissed her sole and I began to pull her back and forth against my chest and abdomen. My neck was jammed against the car roof but I could watch Beth with her petite Tetons jerking and her eyes rolling back and forth as she clutched at my ass and thighs. Beth had her right foot braced against the steering wheel as she reentered le petite morte and I was afraid she would break it when she came groaning and straining in her orgasm.

I paused again to lay down behind her on the seat while we caught our breath. As I did so, I plopped out of her and she, trembling and panting, asked if I had come yet. I replied to the negative and asked her if she wanted to quit.

"No, I want to feel you coming inside me." With that, she reached down to grasp my slick member and thrust it back into her equally wet love channel.

I grabbed her left thigh, and began to really slam into her. I asked if she liked my old 'nigger cock'. She turned her head to look me in the eyes and said "Oh yes." as she reached back to pull my ass into her.

"I want to hear you say it. Unh-unh! I want to hear you say that you love being fucked by this old nigger cock. Unh-unh-unh! Say it!" as I thrust her wet red ass against my loins.

"Oh god, yes, fuck me George. Fuck with your big nigger cock, I want you to come in me. Fuck me hard. Come! Come for me baby!" she screamed.

"Yeah! Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. I'm gonna cum. Open up and take this old nigger cock. I'm gonna cum. Unh-unh-AAARGH!" and with that, time seemed to stop as her cries echoed mine as we spasmed against each other and I pumped myself into her.

I continued to work myself back and forth in her and I looked down to see her pubic hair plastered to her thighs and mound with sperm frothing out with her fluids. When I started to pull out, she whispered "Thank you, I never knew it could be like that. Isn't that beautiful" as she looked down to see me imbedded in her center.

When my dick finally came out with a soft plop, a torrent of cum followed it down her ass and on to the seat beneath. "Oh my god, I'm sorry, I've ruined your seats!" I told her not to worry, I had been Scotch-Guarding the seats since the kids were little.

Suddenly the color left her face "Oh no, that's right! You have a family and now I'm a home wrecker!"

"Relax, my wife expects me to cheat a little and I expect she's been off the rez herself a few times while I've been deployed. Besides, if she knew your situation, she would agree that you needed a good screw and she might have loaned me out herself tonight."

"Oh, great, does she charge a stud fee?" and we both laughed and she leaned her head against my chest. "You know that picture book you loaned me? Well, right now I feel just like that French girl. I don't think I could feel any more satisfied."

I noticed that her gaze was still locked on my opalescent fluid covered Johnson. "Well how about it? Do you think you could fit that on your mouth? You could always try" she looked at me to see if I was serious and I could tell she was tempted but then she noticed that it was getting light outside.

"Oh god, you better get home. I don't care how open minded your wife is. I don't want her asking questions about me!" with that she sat up and put on her shoes and started to straighten herself up.

"Well, you better take these if you don't want her asking questions." And I handed her pantyhose to her. She laughed happily and stuffed them into her purse, kissed me and got out of the car and headed up the stairs to her apartment. As I got dressed, I watched her until she was safe. She paused on the landing to wave before going inside. I can still remember her wistful smile, her disheveled clothing and the tiny stream of jizz running down her leg.

TO BE CONTINUED