Chapter 3

We woke the next morning all stiff and a bit sore, especially poor Angel. She complained that we were too rough on her the previous night, and that her ass and pussy were sore and her nipples ached where Jack had pinched them as we all came. We laughed about it though – none of us would have changed a moment of it. Jack and I did feel a little bad about being so hard on our companion, but she assured us that it wasn’t the first, nor would it be the last, time she woke up sore from the previous night’s activities!

Knowing that we would be getting to Jack’s sister’s house today (her name is Tina) and that we would soon be adding a fourth to our little group, we decided to have a good breakfast that morning. Besides, this would be a very physical day for Jack and I so we wanted to “fuel up” well. So we bypassed the free continental breakfast the hotel offered and, after checking out and loading up to car with our bags, went back to that little restaurant we ate dinner at the night before.

After a delicious breakfast of bacon, eggs, toast, and coffee, the three travelers hit the road for the last leg of their journey to Phoenix. Leaving Deming, we jumped back on the I-10 freeway and settled in for the drive.

“I don’t know what you boys did to me last night, but my poor tits are sure sore!” Angel said chuckling.

“Aww, I’m sorry honey,” I said, “why don’t you hop back here and let me see if I can kiss them and make them better,” I said, half-joking. I didn’t think she would take me serious until I saw her starting to unbuckle her seat belt and crawl over the seat towards me!

“I was only kidding, Angel!” I tried to explain, just before she came back to me. But she kept on, so I grabbed her and helped her over the seat as Jack drove on. It was a nice day and the top was down so she had plenty of room.

“I never kid around about sex, darlin’. You made the offer and I’m taking you up on it!” she said. She pushed me backwards onto the seat and climbed on top of me, straddling me. She leaned down and we began kissing and fondling each other, me being careful not to be too rough with her already sore breasts. I reached around and grabbed a couple handfuls of ass cheek as best I could through the thick blue jean material.

Angel, seeing my difficulty in getting at her sweet tight ass, sat back up and unfastened her jeans, then leaned back down to continue kissing me. With her jeans open now, I could slide my hands under them and better play with her wonderful ass. I kneaded the soft flesh of her ass cheeks as she moaned her delight into my mouth. As my hands played over her ass and she kissed me deep and passionate, she ran her fingers through my hair and wriggled her crotch on one leg, humping my leg and rubbing her pussy on my thigh.

Angel was getting pretty turned on and her kisses went from soft tender kisses to more desperate, devouring type kisses. She moaned and gasped into my mouth and I could feel the heat in her crotch building. I pushed her up into a more upright position and lifted her cami top, revealing her full breasts to my view. I took one of the sensitive sore buds into my mouth very gently and licked and sucked on it.

“Ooooh, Robert!” Angel cooed. I didn’t want to get too rough with her poor abused nipples since we were so hard on them the night before. She responded to my gentleness right away, taking my head and holding her nipple right there for me to lick and lap at. I took turns, making sure that both her little buds got equal and ample attention. Angel was loving it all, moaning and grinding against me as her fires raged. Her breath became a pant even though we were in a convertible, and I could see the lustful look in her eyes.

“Please Robert ... I need you...” she moaned, the need in her voice apparent. Now I understand that a “working girl” like Angel puts on a bit of a show to make the client feel good about their performance, but I’m convinced that wasn’t the case this time. We had been together for a couple days now and had played around several times. I was positive that she was genuine in her desire and that she wasn’t playing me. Why would she – there was no mention of money at any time during our trip so far.

Angel got off my lap and began unfastening my belt and pants. I didn’t argue with this sexy woman – if she wanted my cock, I was more than willing to let her have it! I raised my ass up a bit as she stripped me of my pants, leaving me in just my boxers. She fished my already hard cock out and began sucking on it like she was trying to suck the cum straight from my balls. She got me even harder than I was and ready for her. As she sucked my cock, she shed her already loosened pants with her free hand. She pulled out the last condom in her purse and put it on me. Once I was “dressed” she got back on top and guiding my cock to her slippery wet slit, slid down my pole slowly, languidly, enjoying every hard throbbing inch.

“Ohhhhgoddd, Robert ... oh baby you feel soo good in my pussy!” she cooed. I had to admit, I liked being there just as much! I went back to licking and sucking on the stiff little nipples in front of me as Angel began gyrating her hips on my cock, moving back and forth and getting my cock to touch all the right places.

Angel rode my cock like I have never felt before or since. The things she did to me felt so incredible, I knew I couldn’t last. I tried though – I didn’t want to end the party too soon. However, Angel was a pro and she knew how to make a man happy. It was a battle I had no chance of winning, I could only hope to postpone the defeat a little longer. Sooner than I would have liked, I could feel the pressure becoming more than I could bear.