Chapter 41: Morning Lessons

I was awakened by the buzz of the driveway’s pressure plate indicating someone was coming up the driveway. The immaculate bodies sleeping on me did little in the way of acknowledging the alarm. They had an active day the day before, and the rest induced serotonin from their body rocking orgasms hours earlier. They didn’t even move their blonde and brunette heads at the annoying sound. I saw the clock out of my peripheral vision. It said four-fifty. I looked out the window, wondering who in the hell would be coming up the driveway when it was still dark. I was going to get my pistol when lights shined on the window pane.

Not turning off their headlight made it clear it was not an advisory, so I skipped the gun. I managed to slip out of bed without waking the two nymphs that were sleeping on either side of me. The orgasmic honey that the two girls had left on my upper thigh had dried into a spot on either thigh. I hoped that it wasn’t too evident when I looked through the window and saw Dorothy’s car. She had pulled up in the same spot she had left earlier. Out of the car in no time, she moved rapidly. She was halfway to the door when, coming out of the house, I met her. I was more than a little aggravated. I asked her, “What in the hell are you doing here at five in the morning?”

In the darkness, Dorothy unabashedly replied, “A half hour ago, I just got so fucking horny. I had to come over here. I thought maybe I could have some fun with you or the girls, or maybe both. God do I need to be fucked and fucked good. I don’t know what it is, but I can’t seem to get enough since Canada.”

“You get caught over here at this hour. You really will be fucked, and so will I,” I said. I ignored the fact that she also had mentioned just having sex with the two girls.

She whined like an insolent teen, “Well, I didn’t get any before I left. So I’m so fucking horny. I thought that maybe you could take care of that.” She pulled open her house coat, showing that there was nothing below it. Standing there next to the car, her full body was illuminated by the moonlight from above and the car’s interior lights from behind. She looked divine standing there with just her robe in her hand. She repeated, “I don’t know what it is. But God, I need you so bad. I just need you pounding away at my cunt, filling it with your seed.” She whined louder, pleading, “Please, I’ll do anything. Just fuck me. Or let me fuck the girls. Please.”

I looked hard at the naked woman in front of me, begging me to screw her or let her screw the sleeping girls in the house. I knew Dorothy could be the answer to my coconut-size blue balls. If I had woken up two hours later between the two nymphs, I had left in my bed. Still, I was not happy. Dorothy had shown up mostly unannounced, thinking that I would screw her at the drop of a hat. Or I would let her play with and fuck the teens still in my bed.

Aggravated that she would assume rightly that I would screw her, even though the girls were just inside and could see what was going on. Or that, Jane could have been lurking somewhere nearby in the woods. But mostly I was pissed about her opinion of me. That I would have let her have a go at Cheryl or her own daughter. I went up to her and grabbed a hold of her by her already erect nipple. I directed her back to the front of her car by it.

Dorothy had completely ignored our earlier conversation about just showing up. I had been specific that unless it was to pick up Helen, she had to give me notice that she was coming. She had even said she was sorry it wouldn’t happen again. Yet here she was. Growling at her, I said, “You told me you wouldn’t just show up, and now you’re here at five in the morning expecting to get fucked. Well, you’re going to get screwed, but first...” I pulled out on her nipple until it sprung from my grip. Taking her shoulders, I held her down over the car hood. With my free hand, I slapped her ass with all my might. The blow echoed in the woods. She knew she couldn’t cry out, but I reminded her anyway. “You better keep it quiet and not let the girls hear you unless you want it twice as bad.”

In the illuminated darkness, I could make out Dorothy nodding her head against the metal hood. She bit her lip as I delivered her punishment for just showing up unannounced. My hand stung as she jumped and leaped forward with each strike on her ass and labia. It was just like I would have done with Helen. Only Dorothy was getting a double dose and much harder. As I physically reprimanded her and said, “We’re going to talk about this even further when you get back from your trip.” She again nodded.

My hand could take no more swatting of Dorothy’s firm buttocks and fat labia, which had done nothing but grow wetter with each smack on them. I pushed my shorts down, stepping out of one leg. I positioned myself behind her. I kicked her legs wider than I had already put them. I had widened her stance so I could smack her cunt. Now having stepped out of my shorts, I drove my dick into the wet slit that was burning hot with excitement from the slaps that had likely turned them red.

The feeling of plunging my cock into her plush palace was one I don’t think I will ever get tired of. She grunted at the full embedding of my dick and her and one hard thrust. My hand let me go of her shoulder and grabbed her hair. Wrapping my fingers in her locks, I snapped her head back. In a spiteful tone, I asked, “Is that what you wanted? You wanted me to fuck you ... Fuck you hard.” I pulled fully out of her dripping gash, feeling the night air on my rod. I slammed it back into her, surrounding my iron member in wet heat, again filling her cunt. For the longest time, Dorothy could not talk, as all she did was grunt and moan at the pounding of her cunt. With every hard thrust of my pelvis, the air was knocked out of her lungs as her cervix was pummeled. Its end was pushed flat by my cock-head. I continued the animalistic fucking of her. I continued the taunt after a minute, “So this is how you want me to fuck you. Pulverizing your cunt with my cock ... Owning that cunt of yours.”

Dorothy just whined and huffed out with each thwack of my pelvis into her ass, driving her hard into the car. She eeked out, “Yes, yes, this is the way I need you to fuck me ... Fuck me so hard ... So good. Oh God, I love it.” She then got carried away and let her real thoughts flow: “Is this the way that you fuck Helen? Screw her with your hard cock. Screw it into that sweet little hole of hers, making her squeal over and over like a stuck pig? So, is that what you did to her tonight? After I left so unsatisfied. Did you fuck the shit out of her? Oh God, I hope you did. I hope she knows this kind of pleasure.”

I pulled harder on her hair, yanking her head back even further. She put her hands on the hood, bowing backward and raising her tits off the metal hood. I slammed my dick into her again, harder this time than all the times before, and growled, “What makes you think you get to know how and when I have sex with Helen?” I couldn’t bring myself to say fuck her, as I couldn’t imagine ever fucking her like this. Yet I was sure it would occur at some point, despite myself.

I felt her on the edge of climaxing. Her body tensed up. Her thighs doing the smallest of quivers, she mewled, “Oh yes, fuck me like you fuck Helen. God, yes, fuck your dick in so hard like you do, my little girl.”

It was hot to know that she wanted me to have sex with Helen. But I was disappointed that she wanted me to do it in the brutal manner in which I was currently screwing her. That is when I push her head forward into the car hood, telling her, “Go ... Go fuck your husband. I’m done with you for tonight. Come back and get Helen later. When you can at least try to act like her mother, not some uncaring slut whore bag.” Dorothy was right on the edge of climaxing when I pulled my dick from her. I did so despite knowing that the coconut blue balls I had hoped to avoid were now going to be the size of watermelons.

She whimpered and wept into the hood of the car, “Please no. Don’t make me go back to him. Finish me, please ... God, I need you to finish me ... I need you so bad. I need you to cum in me. Frank will never do this to me. He can’t fulfill what I need from you. I don’t know why I need it ... I just do. I need you. I need you to cum in me. God, I’m such a fucking whore for your cock ... Frank can never do what only you can do with that dick of yours.”

“Check that,” I blurted out. I would have preferred to send her back to her husband with a twat full of my cum, letting him marinate in my juices. Frank not realizing he was a cuckold, as Dorothy fucked him in a manner that he did not like. Then I realized it should be Dorothy being screwed in a manner she didn’t like. Since she was being too much of an unmitigated cunt. Too much for me to even leave my dick in her, having her experience the pleasure she so desperately wanted.

Her asshole was right there. But it wasn’t lubricated. My cock, on the other hand, had her pussy lube on it, and she was in the perfect position for it to be driven through the tight wrinkled star. Before she had a chance to object, half my cock was buried in her asshole. The half in her felt like it was on fire as it stretched her sphincter inward as it dragged down my cock. It was obvious Dorothy wanted to scream out as her body tensed up due to the invasion. She bit her lip hard enough for it to bleed as I pumped the rest of my dick into her rectum. My pelvis flattened her firm ass cheeks with a pop as I drove my dick into her asshole. She was continually raised up as she was slammed into the front passenger fender. Even the sheet metal flexed inward each time.

Having had my cock stroked earlier by two hot teens and Dorothy’s hot, juicy pussy made lasting a long time out of the question. It was only a short while before I dumped my load into Dorothy’s colon. She whimpered as I did so. She knew her pussy was going to be left without being filled with my seed. What I don’t think she was expecting was my yanking her off the hood by her hair as I pulled out of her stretched bunghole.

I directed her face down to my still-hard cock. I pushed her head further down, parting her lips with my cock’s helmet. She fell to her knees, her tits pressed to my thighs once she knelt up before me. “Clean it. That is what a slutty cum dumpster is good for.” I knew it was not the overly safe thing to do, going straight to her mouth from her asshole, but she had pissed me off to no end. Enough where if she got a little ill from it, I was fine with it. And evidently so was she, as she licked and sucked my cock, keeping it from returning to its unaroused state.

I was still hard when I pulled my dick from between her lips. She had slathered it with plenty of spit and had sucked it down multiple times, while between those lips. I was sure between the spit and scrubbing of her tongue over every inch of my man meat, I was good as new. She begged, “Will you do me now?” Please, I still need it.”

She was like a crack whore looking for her next fix. One like Cheryl’s stepmom would use her daughter to get it. Only my cock was her fix where Cheryl’s stepmom needed the real thing. By her hair, I tossed her back onto the hood of the car in the same position she had been in earlier. I could tell by the twitching of her body she was excited. She thought she was going to get her fix.

But I turned and raised my foot up to take the last of my shorts completely off me. Then, to her surprise, I told her, “Go back and fuck your husband. And don’t come back to me until you have. I expect his cum dripping from your ass and pussy when you come to get Helen later. Don’t come back to me unless I can see it when you do.”

I then walked up to the door of the house as naked as Dorothy was. I had left her lying across the hood of her car. She was on the cold metal hood, sobbing at her own need, unfulfilled. She continued to lay there as I brushed my feet off on the mat and entered quietly. I slipped back into the bed with my two nymphs again on either side. As I climbed back in naked, Helen reattached herself to me quickly and dreamily asked, “Where’d you go?”