Ch. 40: Randy, Timmy And Donna

Chapter 40: Randy, Timmy And Donna

Rachael’s phone woke us up. I heard her say “I’ll be right there. Don’t worry.” She crawled out of bed and started putting her clothes on. “How about a quickie before I take you to shore? You know, start the day off right.” Her look said it all. “Sorry Sailor. It’s Mrs. Johnson. She’s diabetic and must have her insulin now. Like right now. So drag yourself out of bed and get your mind out of my pussy, at least for now. I need to get to shore pronto.”

With no time for coffee, we climbed in the dinghy and zoomed to shore. Of course, Randy was waiting on the dock when we arrived. “Good morning, lovers! How are you feeling today? Sexy I hope.” Rachael retorted, “Not this morning, Randy, sorry. I’ve got to get to Mrs. Johnson’s in a hurry. She needs insulin, stat. Maybe another time.” Randy turned to look at me with an expectant, imploring expression. “You part of this medical emergency, too, Sailor or can I fix you a cup of coffee?”

Rachael sprinted to her van and peeled out as Randy and I secured the dinghy and went into the office. He poured two mugs of java and we went into the smaller, private office behind the counter. As we sipped our coffee and made small talk, I could clearly see the outline of his massive cock under his shorts. Our talk centered on our various sexual exploits over the years and I could see his cock starting to swell up to full size. Occassionally, he’d reach down and rearrange it as it continued to grow.

Once I saw the small wet spot appear on his shorts, I couldn’t take the tension any longer. I commanded him to pull his shorts off as I dropped to my knees between his legs. I grabbed his big, hard cock and spanked my face with it. I stroked it up and down for a minute, then put my lips on his head. I sucked the few drops of pre-cum and began using my tongue to give him pleasure. I was still kind of new to sucking dick but I had the advantage of knowing what felt good. I practiced different techniques as I gauged his response. The deeper I took it into my mouth, the better response I got. “Oh, yes…hmmm, that’s nice, that’s nice. Keep it up and I might feed you some cum for breakfast.” “That’s the goal, Randy” I said as I continued thrusting my mouth down on his shaft, getting it to the back of my throat.

I was having a bit of trouble getting his hard dick past my deepthroat door. It wasn’t naseau; my throat just didn’t want to cooperate. Somehow Randy sensed this as his cock was just banging on that glorious door wanting to get in. He stood up and, holding my head, started fucking my mouth. This seemed to help as it was now him doing the work. He thrust it in, over and over, continuing to bang against the back of my throat.

“Just relax, Sailor. Close your eyes and imagine my cock effortlessly sliding all the way in and out of your mouth. Relax that jaw and my cock will give it all to you. Yes, that’s good, let me fuck your mouth like this. Let loose, Sailor, you’re doing fine. Just let my dick slide all the way down your throat.”

His encouragement allowed me to switch my focus and turn off my worries. I let my muscles loose as he pumped his huge dick in and out of my mouth. He could feel me relax so he jammed his rod hard at the back of my throat and succeeded in getting it all the way in. Holy Shit! Nine inches all the way down my throat, going in and out, balls deep!

This felt more natural as I held onto his hips, pulling his long cock deep down my throat. It didn’t take long before he tensed up, pulled his cock out and grabbed ahold of it, stroking it at my face. Thick ribbons of cum came rocketing out of his dick, squirting on my face, in my hair.