FoA S3 Chapter 8

It’s the fastest anyone has ever propositioned you after meeting you. Less than two minutes. It’s also the fastest that someone has offered up for sex. Less than two seconds. But you don’t question Vicky. She’s right. You need water. Something to eat. A chance to clean up is too much to hope for, but something else to wear? You’d fuck anybody.

The woman leads you through a bead curtain, leaving a blushing Joey behind. The bed is freshly made and the scent of air freshener mingles with sex and weed. You have more or less figured out what this woman does for a living and what was going on before that guy walked out. You aren’t judging. This woman is living in comfort while you run around the swamp barefoot with people trying to kill you.

“You first, Honey.” She turns on you and drops to her knees, pulling your shorts down. It’s all you can do to keep your cool. Doing it with an older woman doesn’t give you any nerves, this is just so sudden. Vicky stands back politely, and maybe a bit offended as the woman lifts your cock in her hand and wraps her lips around it.

She hasn’t bothered to frame it and put it on the wall, but she seems to have a doctorate in blowjobs. Sloppy and with plenty of suction, she keeps her tongue and hands busy.

You see Vicky giving you a look, as though she has to remind you to do a good job. You have to stay on this woman’s good side. Her hands caress your buttocks as she moans around your cock and probes the tip with her tongue.

But she’s just getting you hard. She looks up at you and pulls on the shaft a few times, licking her lips.

“I don’t bite,” she says.

You swallow audibly. She snickers and stands up, shrugging out of her robe. She turns and bends over the bed, reaching back to sink her fingers into her fleshy buttock, pulling it aside to expose her damp, hairy pussy.

Obeying is your only option. You slide into her with a good hold on her hips, following her breathy commands. She wants it hard and deep, but not fast. The way her fingers clutch at the blanket is a better indicator of her pleasure than her moans. You’re feeling good. Her pussy is hot and slick, but this tempo isn’t right for you. You can keep this up without cumming for a while.

As though she can read your mind, the woman flips over and spreads her legs wide. It’s now about six minutes since you entered the trailer. Missionary is a little awkward, but you just work here. You climb onto the bed, and she sighs and pulls you in as you enter her. Her arms wrap around your neck, and her legs around your waist.

You can feel Vicky’s eyes on you. This isn’t the same as standing up and doing it from behind. Now you’re less… in control, and the angle is not so flattering. Vicky’s seeing you in a way that might not be your first choice.

But your skin just burns hotter and the tightness and warmth inside you don’t stop building. Hissing through clenched teeth, you can feel everything in your body tense up and twitch as you pour your load out inside this woman. Vicky sees it all.

You roll off, gasping. The woman purrs, running her hands over her body. She spreads her legs again, and your thick cum leaks out. She curls a finger at Vicky, who at least wears a calm smile as she pushes her shorts down and steps forward, hard and ready.