Chapter 45: Party Girls, Part 4

"Jesus", Hayley thought to herself, as she walked from one room after the other, "I am so fucking horny!"

She quickly ran down her options. She could watch a porno flick and masturbate, she could read a dirty story on the Internet and masturbate, she could hop online and indulge in cybersex and masturbate, or she could call a "personals" telephone line and have phone sex and masturbate. None of them had all that much appeal to her.

She realized that her own touch was not going to be enough to send her over the edge this time around. She frowned, and then quickly erased the frown, concerned that it might cause a crease that might become a wrinkle as her mother had warned her countless times. She smiled. Smiles were good, her mother had told her. Perhaps even more times than about the creases. Still holding the smile, Hayley picked up the phone, and dialed a newly memorized number.

"Hi Aubrey," she chirped into the phone when he answered.

I put a smile in my voice as I answered her. "Hey, it's Hayley, what a nice surprise."

Later she would tell me that my voice had thrilled her with its deep mellow tones.

What the hell, we were fuck buddies. That is, we had been fucking one another for several days now, and I had told her anytime she felt she needed some relief to give me a call.

"Are we still on for tonight?" I asked, thinking she was calling to break our date.

"What are you doing this afternoon, anyway?" she said, having decided to be direct about why she was calling.

I laughed. I could tell by the tone in her voice, she wanted to be fucked. And that she wanted it now. It wasn't a problem. I genuinely liked her, and cared about her feelings, but what I adored most about her was her body, and what I could do with it.

I decided to tease her. "Well..." I drew out the word and followed it by a pause.

"Well, what?" she rose to the bait like I knew she would.

"Well, I really have some work to do. My mom left me some chores, and..."

"You're home alone?"

"Yeah, sure, Mom's working."

"Can I come over? I could probably help you do the chores."

"I've got most of them done. I was getting ready to take a little nap, you know, to rest up for our date tonight." I was teasing her, but she hadn't caught on yet.

There was a momentary pause while Hayley thought of a reply, and then "I can think of the perfect way to relax you," she purred suggestively.

I laughed again. "And how is that, Hayley, you little slut?"

Hayley felt a thrill run through her genitals.

"Invite me over, and I'll show you," Hayley responded, already unable to keep her hand off her cunt. 'Damn, he was turning her on already!'

I felt a twitch in my dick at the thought of her naked before me, and I agreed and told her to get her ass over to my place. "Come over now, then, I have things to do." I sighed, for show of course, "I can't spend all day taking care of your needs, Hayley, but I'll do my best." I knew she loved my talking dirty to her.

"You're best is certainly good enough for me, Bree. I'll be there in five minutes," she said, and hung up the phone before I could change my mind.

Hayley quickly ran into her bedroom, slipped out of her nightgown and threw on a sundress. It was black with flowers all over it, and had spaghetti straps over her shoulders. It was tight around her breasts and since she couldn't wear a bra with it, she decided to leave her panties off too.

Giggling happily, she skipped out of the house, her tits bouncing to beat the band; and she laughed aloud at the thought of actually getting a black eye from hitting herself in the face with them. She hopped into her red Miatta, and gave it the gas. As the car shrieked going into the first turn, she took the opportunity to yell out, "I'm going to get laid!"

After making the ten block trip to Aubrey's home, she found a parking spot on the street right in front. She got out of the car and looked around. It was a nice old Victorian house with a huge old oak tree in the front yard, casting its shadows over the front porch that ran the length of the house. Hayley bounded up the front steps and rang the bell.

I opened the door and gave Hayley a bear hug in greeting. She kissed me, missing my mouth, but getting my lower lip. Giggling, she slapped my behind.

"That's for teasing me. You know what I want."

I slapped her on each ass cheek, about twice as hard as she'd slapped me.

"Ow!" she exclaimed, though I knew it hadn't hurt her. She liked it rougher than that.

"I'll get you, you sadist!" she shrieked happily and slapped me a couple of times before I caught her hand and twisted it behind her.

"No fair!" she yelled, but not all that loud.

I released her arm and we wrestled for a minute or so until I had her pinned in the entryway, or foyer.

I looked down at her and she smiled back up at me.

"Say, Uncle!" I said, demanding she surrender.

"Uncle." she replied, then slapped me on the ass again.

I just looked down at her, and said, "Do that one more time, and I'll be forced to kiss you."

Smack!

And so, I brought my mouth down on hers. Before I could get my tongue inside, Hayley's was thrusting through my lips and running over my teeth and gums.

By the time we broke the kiss; my cock was fully hard and pressed firmly against her leg.

Hayley snickered and said, "I feel something down there."

In answer, I rubbed it against her leg more forcibly.

"Oh, I like that ... whatever it is."

I rubbed some more. Actually, it felt pretty nice, rubbing on her smooth leg.

"I think its playtime," she said with a husky music in her voice. This time it was her voice turning me on.

Using that husky voice again, Hayley cooed, "Why don't you roll over?"

I did, rolling off of her to lie on the floor beside her.

She turned to me, bent down so that her face was close to my waist. She opened my fly, took my cock out and examined it minutely.

"It's so pretty." she said, almost to herself. "And it feels so neat, you know, hard on the inside, and so soft on the outside."

"Hard for you," I said.

"Mmmm, can I have it? Is it all for me?" Hayley asked playfully,

"It's all yours," I answered, "It's your fun toy."

"Let's see how it tastes, and she extended her tongue, licked at the purple head as it flanged out just outside her circle of fingers.

"I like it!" she gasped, presenting her verdict. "And I want more!"

"And you shall have more," I said, "but first, show me how you jill off."

"What?"

"I'm sure you heard me. I want to see you masturbate."

"Fuck! You know, Aubrey I could have stayed the fuck home and done that!"

"But not with me for an audience," I said, reminding her that my dick awaited her when she finished entertaining me.

"You are going to fuck me?"

"Don't I always?" I answered.

Her eyes told me that I did satisfy her, but her mouth had a derisive sneer to it. But she pulled the sundress over her head, and stood naked before me.

I nodded, revealing my admiration for her fine body as she knelt on the floor with her upper torso leaning across the couch. She made her nipples hard by pinching and yanking on them until her hips began to rock.

I stroked my dick, she was putting on a first rate performance for me, and I wanted to be ready for her when she finished.

With a soft moan, Hayley reached behind her and grabbed her cheeks and spread them wide.

I saw her start to clench them, rhythmically.

She spoke to me then, her voice had a hunger in it that I didn't recall having heard before.

"I can't do this for too long, because it makes me want to come right away; but it really jumpstarts my engine.

Then, with her thighs spread, Hayley placed fingers from both hands at each side of her pussy mound just where it opens, and began making little circles.

"My ... clittie is way too sensitive to touch directly with my fingers. But don't worry; I love you to put your tongue there."

She laughed, and said, "What I do is apply pressure this way, massaging through the flesh. I vary the pressure of my fingers, and as the tension builds, I throw in a few hard clenches that yank my slit wide open and take my breath away.

"Then when my lips are making those little kissy noises ... can you hear them yet?"

I could, and nodded.

She giggled, and said, "It means I'm wet ... wet enough to slide a finger inside. I curve the finger up to find my spot. Oh, Christ, look at me, I'm starting to tremble all over!"

"You're something to see, that's for sure, I tell her.

She nodded, and told me she appreciating my telling her. I continued watching her. She now had one hand alternating between massaging her clit and groping her breasts. The other hand continued rubbing her g-spot.

"OH!" she gasped, and I leaned in for a closer look.

"I'm ... I'm gonna cum!"

She hurried her climax along, plunging two stiffened fingers inside, while the other hand mashed against the rest of her cunt. Her hips, on automatic pilot, were rocking; her back was hunched, and her face was buried in the cushions.

Hayley was grunting in some kind of rhythm known only to her; grinding her hand - the only still visible to me - harder and harder against her pussy, until something popped and she convulsed a moment before relaxing, apparently flooded with satisfaction and new found energy.

A few seconds passed, then she said, "I showed you, now give it to me!"

I tendered my dick to her. She only accepted it after bringing her juice covered fingers to her mouth and sucking them clean. Then, her mouth was nuzzling the head of my cock, covered it as one might pull a condom over it.

I was amazed at the warmth of her mouth.

Hayley continued to absorb me into her throat until I hit something back there that caused her to gag. She removed me, coughed several times, wiped a tear from her eye, and took me even deeper.

I couldn't help but moan a little.

Taking me from between her lips, she looked me in the eye and laughed. "Am I your favorite little cocksucker, or what?'

"You are my favorite little cocksucker, Hayley, for sure."