It was close to nine in the evening before Jeff and Angelica were finally able to stop making love long enough to climb out of bed. It was hunger — hunger for victuals as opposed to the hunger for each other's bodies that had consumed them all afternoon and evening — that did the trick.
"Honey, I'm starved!" Angelica announced. "Let's get something to eat!"
Jeff smiled. "How 'bout each other? I could sure go for some more of that!"
The overdeveloped Latina playfully swatted her lover. "I want lots 'n lots of that, honey, but right now I need some fuel. If we're gonna make love some more, that is." Angelica gave Jeff a meaningful glance. "And you'd better believe that's on our agenda, Bub!"
"Mine, too," Jeff assured her. "Thing is, I checked the refrigerator when I got home from school, and it's pretty empty. My parents cleaned it out before their trip. I'm sort of a disaster in the kitchen — cooking and cleaning up — so they suggested I just eat out or order pizza 'n stuff while they're gone. Would you like to go out? How about Robin Hood's Barn? They have really good cheeseburgers."
"Honey, my clothes are plastered with semen. And look at my hair — it's a total mess again! I'm in no condition to go out in public at all! Plus, I don't want to go out in public! I want to be in private — with you!" The young beauty bit down on her luscious lower lip for a few moments in thought.
We've been makin' love for ... hmmm ... five hours already? Sometimes that seems like a minute, sometimes like a lifetime. We've gotten so close! Spiritually, I mean. It's been so great ... in every way! Hmm ... I was thinkin' before that Jeff was bein' too optimistic 'bout our future, that he wasn't lookin' deep enough to see the problems we face. Guess what? I'm thinkin' I'm the one who's wrong. Maybe I've been too pessimistic. At least, that's what the love we've been sharin' this afternoon is tellin' me. I'm startin' to think that nothin' could keep us apart. Not even the Mama problem. Oh, Jeff ... we might just make it after all! Well ... I'm gonna act on that thought! Test it out! Startin' right this minute ... and then maybe ... forever! Here goes nothin', Jeff!
"Tell you what, Jeff. I've got a plan. Tell me what you think of it."
"Hit me with it, baby."
"Precious, I want to spend the night with you. All night! Every single minute of it. Here's my idea: While we were ... er ... on the outs I spent a lot of nights over at Hillary's. My parents thought it was a good idea — better than being alone in the apartment night after night. How about I leave them a message at the hospital telling them that's what I'm doing tonight? They're used to that so it wouldn't ring any alarm bells. Then, I'll call Hillary and ask her to cover for me ... for us! ... just in case my parents call ... but I'm sure they won't 'cause they get home too late for that. And, if they were to call for me over there in the morning, Hillary could tell them I'm in the shower, call over here to alert me, and then I could call 'em back from here. I think that covers all the dangers and possibilities, doesn't it?"
Angelica thought for a moment more and then laughed. "After all her sneaky dirty tricks 'n stuff to get us back together, you better believe ol' Hillary is under a duty to back up my story so that we can be together. But seriously, I know how much she wanted to see a night like tonight take place. Hillary will cover for me — no doubt about that! Then, we can just make love 'n make love 'n make love until we have to get up to go to school in the morning. It'll, you know, help us to catch up on all the lovin' we missed during ... well ... you know!"
Jeff had a big grin on his face. "Angelica, you are a genius! That'll definitely work! Now, try this on for size. Suppose we drive over to your place to get clothes for the morning. Forget Robin Hood's Barn. Let's swing by Orsi's Pizza in Edison Park, pick up a double cheese and pepperoni, chow down in the kitchen, and then adjourn the proceedings right back here for hours 'n hours of ... hmmm! How does that sound?"
Angelica leaned in, rubbed her giant tits against Jeff's bare chest, and gave her guy a big hug. "Jeff, honey, we're both geniuses! That is a plan! Now, let's get rollin'! Already, I'm missin' your kisses. And that's not all ... I'm lonesome for your hands 'n mouth all over my tits and most of all for your giant cock inside my pussy!"
Angelica smiled lovingly at her man. "I had about an hour of sleep last night and will probably be lucky to get as much tonight. Know what? That's just fine. I'll get through the day tomorrow on the fumes ... the fumes of love!"
The necessary calls to Hillary to arrange the deception and to Orsi's to order the pizza were quickly accomplished. The lovers then drove to the Gonzales apartment. Jeff pulled into their usual spot.
"Do you mind waiting in the car, baby? I'll just be a minute or so. There's no point in you comin' up." Angelica smiled. "Honestly, the real reason I wanna go up alone is 'cause we might never get out of there and I want to get back to your house right away so we can spend the night together uninterrupted."
Please forgive the little white lie, dearest Jeff! The real reason I want to go up alone is 'cause I need some time alone. To think. To plan. Honey, I'm teetering ... falling ... committing. The truth is ... I think I'm a goner! But I gotta figure out a way to demonstrate that commitment to you ... and to the world! I wanna show just how gone I am over you ... how totally I'm yours. But how? Hmmm. Let's see.... Hey! Wow! I got it! Yep ... that'll work! Jeff, this is gonna be kinda ... well ... out of this world. Not to mention totally out of character. But, sweetheart, our renewed relationship demands a big splash from me. Jeff, my own, you couldn't guess just how big a splash I have in mind. You're gonna croak, baby! But when it's all over, you'll sure know how I feel about ya!
Jeff smiled. "It's gonna seem weird bein' parked out here beside the dumpster without you in my arms but ... no problem!"
Angelica's "minute" stretched into a significant chunk of time. Jeff had turned on the radio to listen to Dick Biondi on WLS. The wacky DJ was playing down the Top Ten; before Angelica returned, the countdown had progressed from hit number 9 (World Without Love, by Peter and Gordon) to number 4 (My Guy, by Mary Wells)! The buxom Latina had probably hopped into the shower. Probably washed and dried her hair as well.
At last, Angelica reappeared, looking squeaky clean and gorgeous. She was wearing a loose, ankle-length coat and was carrying a small suitcase.
The gorgeous teenager leaned into the car. "Sorry I took so long, lover, but I had to change clothes and get stuff to wear for tomorrow. I showered 'n stuff, too." Angelica giggled. "I stashed my cummy sweater and my stinky panties in the back of my closet where Mama would never see them!"
The Latina beauty looked around to see if anyone else was in the parking lot. There was not. She then slowly removed her coat for Jeff's inspection. The young fellow's jaw fell open in shock. Angelica was wearing what looked like an XXL T-shirt. But this was no ordinary T-shirt. It was staggeringly low-cut and very, very tight.
Angelica arched her back to display her barely covered goodies. The T-shirt revealed an unimaginable expanse of deep cleavage. As his eyes lasciviously darted downwards, Jeff could see the ultra-developed teenager's erect nipples punctuating the T-shirt at a point down around her waist. Naturally, she was not wearing a bra. Oh, man!
"I remember how my Daddy's undershirt turned you on so much the day we met, baby." Angelica said in a low, come-hither voice. "I had bought this T-shirt and then altered it to make it even sexier than Daddy's ol' thing. I was going to wear it for you one day after school but, guess what? I caught you with Mama before I could wear it for you." The giant-titted girl licked her lips in erotic anticipation. "But, lover, that's yesterday's news. That was then; this is now. Baby ... it's time for me to put it all out there ... for you."
"Oh, baby! I can't believe what you've got goin' on here!" Jeff was too overcome with lust to speak or even to compose coherent thoughts. All he knew was ... he had to get his hands all over and inside that T-shirt!
But there was more. Angelica had put on the shortest skirt imaginable. The miniature garment valiantly tried but failed to cover the full swell of her luscious ass cheeks. What a sight!
"And then there's this skirt," Angelica continued in a slow, sex-slurred voice." "Member the skirt I was wearin' when we met? The one that was way too short for Mrs Aegerter and Dean Iliff?" Jeff nodded. "Well, baby, this is it, 'cept it's even shorter now. I hemmed it way, way up ... just for you, lover!"
To complete the picture, the young beauty was wearing very high heels. Their exaggerated elevation made her giant breasts thrust out even more than usual.
I want Jeff to know all about the T-shirt 'n skirt — the skirt is so special; it's our skirt! — but I'm not gonna go into the matter of the heels. I found 'em in Mama's closet and for all I know she was wearin' 'em when she seduced Jeff. We're certainly not going into that subject! He can just look at 'em and wonder!
Those heels look like they must be 5" at least. I wonder if she stole 'em out of Mama's closet? There's a question that'll never get asked! I do remember how much Mama's tits jiggled 'n quivered n' bounced 'n wobbled on account of her heels. Mama's or not, I think I'm in for a similar show very, very soon!
"I know it's awfully naughty to dress like this, lover, but I just want to show you in every possible way that I'm absolutely yours again."
"Oh, baby!"
"I'm not just your lover — not just your lover forever, that is! — but your very own slut, too. I wanted to dress like a complete whore in order to get you hotter than you've ever been in your life, Jeff! And then, when your cock's stiffer 'n harder than the hardest substance on earth, I want you to fuck my brains out. Honey, we've had some hot sex in our day but ... you ain't seen nothin' yet!" Angelica was looking at Jeff with an expression of real sexual pain on her gorgeous face. She was so hot to trot that it hurt! "Oh, precious!" she moaned.
"Oh, baby!" Jeff groaned in response.
Angelica slid her hot, barely-clad butt onto the vinyl seat of the Bonneville. With a groan, Jeff reached over to grab the ultra-voluptuous beauty and pull her the rest of way towards him. The lust-stunned young man had some serious ravishing in mind!
Angelica swatted his hand away. "No, baby — don't touch!"
Jeff was aghast! "Don't touch? What do you mean ... what on earth?" The young man was utterly flummoxed! How could Angelica put on an outfit like this and then say, 'Don't touch'?"
"Here's the score, precious," Angelica began in a low, sex-slurred tone. "I'm tryin' to get us truly, unbelievably hot! Hotter than hot! Do you like what you see? Don't answer! I already know the answer to that one! Do I ever!"
Jeff was groaning with lust. How much more of this could he take? He needed to grab some tit so badly! Not to mention the rest of Angelica's shockingly fabulous body.
"Don't you know I like what I see, too? That I want you in the worst way? What I want us to do is to sit in our seats, stare at each other, think about how great it's gonna be to grab 'n grope each other when we get back to 317 Elm Street, and just get more 'n more hot and bothered. I want us to be sexually radioactive by the time we pull into your drive! Then, I want us to make love like nobody in the history of the world has ever made love before!"
The unimaginably gorgeous and buxom Latina paused to let the details of her scheme sink into Jeff's sex-fogged consciousness. Then, she continued, "Are you good with that, lover? Doesn't that sound ... exciting?"
Shit! I thought we've already been there, done that! I can't imagine how sex could be any hotter than it was this afternoon! Or on the day we met? But you know what? From the way Angelica is gettin' it all out front and the way my cock is throbbin' 'n leakin' pre-cum, I think we might just be ready to move up to that next level!
"Um ... I don't know if I can control myself, but ... yeah ... let's do it! Gotta warn you, though, baby. When we get back to Elm Street you're gonna be in a whole lot of trouble!"
In return, Angelica gave Jeff a smoldering look. "That's what I'm countin' on, lover!"
The fifteen-minute drive from Carol Street to Orsi's Pizza was agony — delicious agony! — for both Jeff and Angelica. The young man had begun rubbing and squeezing his throbbing cock — non-stop! Angelica had slumped against the car door. She alternated between rubbing and squeezing her massive tits and fingering her free-flowing pussy. While so occupied, the lovers talked in great detail about exactly what they going to do to each other once they returned to the third floor at 317 Elm Street. It was like phone sex — only in person!
The effect of this temporary enforced abstinence was electrifying. Had either lover so much as touched the other, the touchee would have gone into orbit. As it was, Jeff found it hard to keep his car on the road. How he avoided running up on the sidewalk or rear-ending the cars in front of him was a mystery.
Slurping, sucking noises alerted Jeff to the fact that the level of Angelica's sexual excitement had heightened. The overdeveloped Latina was finger-fucking herself. Although the car's interior was dark, it looked as if she had more than a single finger working on the problem. Jeff slipped his hand into his shorts to grab a little bare cock. He was so hot!
Jeff missed a traffic light near the Park Ridge/Chicago border. He used the twenty-second break to check out his sweetheart to see how she was doing. He could see by the dim illumination from the streetlights that Angelica had graduated to fisting herself! She was seriously shuddering in the throes of orgasm. Jeff squeezed and pulled on his foreskin with even greater fervor. Just when you thought things couldn't get any hotter....
Jeff found a parking spot right in front of Orsi's. "I'll just run in and pick up the pizza, babe ... be right back."
"No, wait a sec, Jeff." The ultra-buxom beauty was thinking ... thinking ... deciding. "Take a look inside. Is Orsi alone in there?"
"I guess so," Jeff began. "I mean, he runs a one-man shop, after all. So unless he's got customers ... but let me see ... yep, place looks empty. In fact, I can see Orsi. He's wearin' his usual outfit ... white T-shirt, white pants, and white stocking cap. He's twirling pizza dough in the air. I always wondered if he did that when nobody was in the store. I guess I have my answer!"
Angelica sensuously licked her lips. "Honey, this is kinda crazy but ... dressin' up like this for you is really great but ... the point is not just that I wanna be your slut but ... I want the world to know that I'm your very own slut!"
Golly! Where is Angelica goin' with this? Surely she couldn't ... doesn't ... wouldn't....
Angelica giggled — a little nervously. "I guess what I mean is that I want to appear in public like this. At least once ... to make, you know, a statement to the world! Especially after our, you know, breakup? It just seems important to make some sort of symbolic statement that says, 'I'm yours in every way for ... for ... forever! No matter what!'" The hugely buxom teenager paused again. "I guess we could drive over to Piper's ice cream parlor or the Coffee Cup 'n go in for a Coke or something but I don't want to be that open about it! Not hardly! I guess I lookin' for some limited hangout sort of thing. A have-my-cake-'n-eat-it-too sort of deal?"
Baby, with that outfit you've got on, there's nothin' limited about your hangout! Not at all!
The giant-breasted teen paused and took a deep breath. "Just, you know to make a point ... but not too big a point?"
I sure wouldn't dare walk into Piper's or the Coffee Cup like this! A week before the election? It would be the end of my career as a student politician, that's for sure! Hillary's, too! Heck, it would totally ruin my reputation as a student. As a person! I'd be an outcast! I'd be marked as the biggest whore in town. But yet ... I have such an urge to show myself like this ... to let people — well at least someone — know just how absolutely gone over Jeff I am.
Angelica looked deeply into Jeff's eyes. She was looking for guidance. "Does any of that make any sense?" she asked.
I have to be honest. I'm not even sure why I feel such a need to do this. I just do! It's like some insistent voice inside of me is sayin', "Girl, don't fight me on this one!" So ... I'm gonna go with those feelings.
Not really! I guess she feels she want to be an exhibitionist or something. I think this is a case of woman-think ... how can you understand 'em?
"Um ... sure!" Jeff ventured. He really did not know where this was going but wanted to give Angelica all his support no matter what the destination.
"What I mean, Jeff, is that I want someone — anyone — to see me with you dressed like this so they can know just how totally into each other we are. Anyplace where we'd see any of our friends or people we know is obviously out. So how about Orsi? How 'bout I go in there with you to pick up the pizza? Give him, you know, an eyeful of your very own slut?"
"Well ... um ... yeah, we could do that." Jeff allowed. He was unable to disguise his doubts about this venture.
"Look. I've already heard from my friends that Orsi is the dirtiest old man imaginable. He strips the girls who come into the store down to the bone! Usually, girls just wait in the car rather than expose themselves to Orsi's leers. I mean, he's supposedly a real pig. Hillary told me how in the Fall and Spring he sits out in front of the shop to gawk at the girls from Resurrection High School gettin' off the number 92 bus. So he can, you know, ogle 'em walkin' down the street in their short little plaid uniform skirts 'n tight white blouses?"
Angelica shook her head in disgust. "Look, Jeff ... this guy might make okay pizza but he's one serious creep. He ought to be locked up, actually. Soooo ... let me just strut right in there with you. It'll be like the biggest fantasy of his dirty-old-man career. That way, I'll make my statement but only to one guy ... a guy nobody would believe even if he told them about it, anyway. I mean, a peeping tom like him? Who'd believe him about anything?"
Jeff was grinning. "Hey, I like it. It's a little risky, though ... what if somebody sees you on the sidewalk goin' in or somebody comes in while we're in there pickin' up the pizza?"
"I'll wear this long coat, take it off as we walk through the door, and put it back on when we leave. I'll hand it to you so you can drape it over my shoulders if someone comes in. Just keep your eyes peeled." As usual, Angelica had all the angles covered.
Ding-a-ling. A tinkling bell attached to the front door announced the couple's arrival at Orsi's Pizza
"May I help...."? Orsi's trademark booming voice trailed off into a guttural sound that abruptly died somewhere in the bottom of his larynx. As soon as his eyes registered what was under the coat that Jeff was slowly removing from around Angelica's shoulders, the poor guy went out of commission. Instantly! Totally! He was toast! Frankly, Jeff had never seen a guy's eyes bug out like that. They looked as if they were in danger of popping out of their sockets right on the counter!
Angelica's beyond-gorgeous face and nearly bare killer legs and thighs would have been treasures enough to capture any guy's rapt attention. Orsi, though, had naturally zoomed in on the young Latina's preposterous bust. The impossibly massive bulge of her oversized whoppers utterly distended her tight, low cut T-shirt to a point down around her waist. Orsi was gasping in shock at the way her spiky nipples protruded through the T-shirt at a point where no tit flesh could physically be expected to be — especially on a really slim, young girl like this!
"Wha ... wha .. wha?" Orsi was really out of it. He was staring bug eyed at a sight that even his most feverish masturbatory fantasies would have been unable to create. Of course, the fact that Angelica was arching her back nearly to the breaking point to thrust her stupendous bosom in Orsi's direction made his reaction not only understandable but inevitable.
What a dirty old man is right! I know I'm givin' him an eyeful but he's pathetic! He must be ... hmm ... 45 at least! That's so old! I bet he's bald under that woolen cap. The way he's starin' at me! Yuck ... he's so icky! But guess what, girl ... puttin' on a display like this is kinda fun! A turn-on, even. Just being Jeff's slut is a gas! But showin' yourself off as Jeff's slut is even more fun! Even to a disgusting pig like this!
"We ordered a pizza," Angelica whispered in a soft, sultry voice. "Name's Weld?"
Why that little whore! So she's gonna be the one doin' the business with Orsi. The poor guy will croak! This is wild ... amazing!"
"Umm ... ugh ... umm ... yeah!" Poor Orsi was still out of commission ... and going even further downhill fast! He looked as though he was trying to turn around to take the pizza out of the warming oven while at the same time not taking his burning eyes off Angelica's fabulous body lest he miss a single solitary second of this improbable encounter.
Orsi finally managed to get the pizza box out of the warming oven and up onto the counter. His jaw was not just slack but absolutely unhinged. He had yet to recover the power of speech. "Wha ... ughhh...?" he gurgled.
At this point, the force with which Angelica had been arching her back took its toll. Her over-packed T-shirt became untucked from the waist of her skirt. Her improbably full breasts dangled from under the bottom of the T-shirt to a point below the top of her skirt! The ultra-buxom kid's fully extended bosom was almost escaping from the T-shirt altogether! In response Orsi had begun to babble incoherently at the improbable sight before him. His widened eyes homed in laser-like upon the pink hemispheres of angelica's massive breasts as the giant globes slipped down into plain sight beneath the hem of her ridiculously huge T-shirt.
Angelica took this unexpected development in stride. If anything she began arching her back with even greater force. What a scamp she was!
This is just totally outa sight! I can't believe this is actually happening. I can't believe Angelica is so ... poised while she's puttin' on this show. And what a show it is! I can't believe how low her tits are hangin'. They're definitely hangin' lower than they were back at the house. They were bigger then ... they're even bigger now! She told me her tits get bigger when she gets excited. Look at how pink her tits have gotten ... they've got, like, a rash on 'em, for God's sake. And her face is pink, too. This must be a total turn-on for her. I think she's goin' 'round the bend with sexual desire! I can't believe how hot things are gonna be once we get back home!
Angelica took a few slow steps toward the counter. From the exaggerated way the young beauty tottered on her high heels, Jeff could tell that her tits must be wobbling and quivering in an unbearably thrilling fashion. He could see that her tight little ass was swiveling as if on ball bearings. Of course, the fact that the bottom half of her ass cheeks were swelling out of the miniature ultra-micro-mini skirt showcased the lushness of her perfect super-voluptuous bottom. To complete the picture, the tit meat Jeff could see from the rear — and there was plenty of that in full view! — was bouncing and shaking to an extremely erotic degree. Angelica was plainly doing everything she could to heighten the effect her astonishing looks and figure were having on the flabbergasted pizza maker.
I know I'm just wreckin' this guy but it's such a turn-on! I know he can't believe what a slut I am. That really turns me on even more. Guess what, fella ... this is all for Jeff! You can look but you better believe you can't touch! Ooohhh ... I'm so hot!
The effect on Orsi was total; the poor guy had graduated from gurgling to helpless whimpering.
This guy's a goner but who can blame him. Hell, look at me! I'm so stiff I'm almost crippled!
When she neared the counter, Angelica turned sideways. She re-arched her back to give both guys a boner-building look at the full swell of her outrageously full bosom.
"How much do we owe you, big guy?" Angelica whispered to the discombobulated pizza maker.
"Argh ... ugh ... umm...." Orsi's tongue was still paralyzed. He scrabbled for the bill and held it up for Angelica's inspection. His lost powers of speech precluded him from announcing the amount due out loud.
The overdeveloped beauty pivoted her fabulous body to face the overwrought pizza maker. She forcefully leaned into the counter. Although he was standing behind her, Jeff was sure from the suddenly deep purple hue of Orsi's complexion that Angelica's gigantic bosom was now partially on top of the counter, partially but seriously distended against its edge, and partially below the counter. Actually, Jeff could see mounds of tit flesh squirting out to each side of Angelica's trunk as she leaned heavily against the counter's edge.
Orsi was crazily staring straight down into an unimaginably deep cleavage, one that was far, far deeper than, before this sudden invasion of his shop, he would have thought physically possible. But there was more on tap; the ultra-buxom teenager had decided to up the ante. She had pulled back from the counter a bit and begun shifting her weight from foot to foot and side to side and then back again. Angelica's exaggerated teetering on her high heels was making the young kid's outsized tits absolutely jiggle and quiver. For Orsi, this provided a close up view of more shaking, wobbling tit meat than he ever could have imagined being part of a single bosom.
For Jeff, this little weight-shifting performance was causing Angelica's tight little rump to swivel from side to side in an unbelievably erotic fashion. Man, was she swingin' her booty! How Jeff's trembling hands longed to reach out and cup her fabulously curved ass cheeks! But he remained faithful to Angelica's dictum ... Don't Touch! His obedience was made all the more difficult because he could see a significant portion of Angelica's bouncing, jiggling bosom even from the rear! On account of this sensory overload, Jeff was courting a collapse onto the floor in a paroxysm of lust. He wondered how Orsi was able to keep standing on his side of the counter. What an eye-popping spectacle of tit meat and stunning beauty the lecherous pizza maker was feverishly drinking in!
Angelica was not through yet! With her little tit-jiggling routine at an end, the overdeveloped teenager forcefully leaned back into the counter. From the evidence of Orsi's suddenly widened eyes, Jeff surmised that her immense whoppers had gotten seriously squished and ballooned from the pressure of the counter edge. The young man could not even imagine how deep and inviting Angelica's hot cleavage must be at this moment!
Nor was that all. A shockingly erect nipple had plopped out into view beneath the hem of the T-shirt. Because the straining nipple was below the edge of the counter, Orsi could not see it. Since he was standing behind the hyper-buxom girl, Jeff most certainly could see it. The sight was so arousing that Jeff was afraid he might start gurgling in unison with the sex-stunned pizza maker.
And yet there was more still! The act of leaning into the counter had made Angelica's tiny little skirt ride up and over her buns. Her luscious, outrageously curvy, suddenly naked butt was jutting out in Jeff's direction.
This is too much! I'm actually starting to drool. I wanna get my hands all over Angelica's ass so badly my hands are twitching! I know we're gonna be fuckin' like dogs in heat in just a few minutes. But a sight like this? ... am I gonna be able to control myself until then? I know this show's for Orsi but I think it's havin' just as big an effect on me! Maybe bigger! Hmm ... maybe that's the idea!
The buxom girl brazenly took hold of Orsi's hand with both of her own and gently drew it toward her so she could read the bill he was holding. As Angelica examined the slip of paper, Orsi's hand was only inches from the young girl's swollen bosom. The effect of this sudden physical proximity was electric; Orsi was now gurgling even louder and hyperventilating to boot. He was so near ... and yet — he had to know way down deep in his heart — so far!
Poor Orsi ... the pathetic jerk! He's gone 'round the bend! Gettin' a guy hot like this when he can't do a thing about it is so exciting! Evil — but arousing! The idea of actin' like this but only for Jeff even if Orsi hopes it's for him is such a turn-on! I'm gettin' so hot! I do believe I'm drippin' puddles right on to the floor! Well, that's what can happen when you're not wearin' panties. Wonder if Orsi will clean it up with his tongue after we leave? Darling Jeff, once this show is over and we get back to Elm Street ... oh, baby ... we're gonna be goin' nuclear all night long!
"It's $3.55, lover." Angelica announced to Jeff in a slow, slurred voice. She was still holding Orsi's hand. The young girl then gently released the pizza maker, turned sideways, arched her back, pushed out her outrageously massive bosom for yet another round of feverish scrutiny, and breathed, "Pay the man, darling. And give him a good tip 'cause he's such a sweetheart." With that comment, Angelica again turned, squashed her bosom up against the counter, leaned in, and erotically stroked Orsi's arm a couple of times. "Aren't you a sweetheart, Orsi?"
Jeff's monstrous, ultra-stiff hard-on made it difficult for him to walk up to the counter. He managed somehow to navigate the necessary couple of yards. The young man fished a five out of his wallet and handed it to Orsi. Angelica sensuously licked her full lips, paused a second, and then said in a sexy, sing-song voice, "Keep the change, sugar."
A tip for Orsi? A nearly 50% tip at that? That is so totally unknown! But then, I guess circumstances like this call for extraordinary measures!
Jeff picked up the pizza. "Thanks, Orsi!" The young man's voice was shaky with lust and anticipation.
Angelica took a step back from the counter. Her giant tits jiggled and quivered in response. "Thank you, Orsi ... you're such a sweetie!" The young girl then blew the totally disorientated pizza maker a passionate kiss.
Orsi's response was limited to some stray gurgles and stammers. It would be a while before his vocal chords were up and running!
Angelica slowly turned around, her giant bosom floating every so slightly behind the command of her body, and slowly walked toward the door. Jeff followed but off to one side and a step or two behind so that Orsi could have a full view of the young girl's departure. The young man knew better than to block the view!
Here's my curtain call for poor ol' Orsi! I'm really gonna swing the goodies for him on the way out! This little show has made me so hot ... hot for Jeff, that is! It's so great to show myself off to another human being — assuming Orsi qualifies! — as Jeff's slut! Don't think I'll ever have to do a repeat, though. Or would dare to ... this is much too dangerous! Yes, I do believe once is enough!
Jeff had never seen Angelica swing her ass like this. Plus, her skirt was still hung up above her ass cheeks. What a show Orsi was getting! Jeff, too! The sight of Angelica's swiveling bare ass cheeks was so exciting that the young man was afraid he might coat his skivvies with spunk right on the spot. He couldn't imagine the effect it was having on Orsi! It was a miracle that both fellows had not gone into convulsions!
The sight of Angelica's wobbling and jiggling tit flesh in retreat was equally hard to bear. Poor Orsi! Jeff was only minutes away from acting out his reaction to this outrageously erotic scene — you'd better believe Angelica was in a whole heap of trouble after this little show! But the poor pizza maker was going to have to deal with his arousal in a more solitary fashion! He was paying a heavy price for being such a dirty old man!
As she started to open the front door, Jeff adroitly draped the long coat over Angelica's shoulders. The young girl gathered the voluminous garment around her giant bosom. The show was over. But what a performance it had been!
Jeff and Angelica stared at each other with consuming lust and desire. They were still parked in front of Orsi's. The young man had just flipped the pizza box into the back seat. He was so hot! Food was of no concern at this point in time. He was so sexually frenzied that he was unable unlock his eyes from Angelica's to focus on fitting the key into the ignition.
"Was that way too mean?" Angelica whispered. The buxom Latina had returned to leaning against the car door. She was fondling her huge breasts with her left hand and fingering herself with her right hand.
"I don't think so, " Jeff replied. "The guy is a total asshole, so I think he deserved it. Like we were sayin' earlier, he's got a history of really being totally obnoxious — abusive even — to ladies. To young girls, especially. I could tell you lots 'n lots of stories. You know some of 'em already, yourself. Serves him right!" Jeff peered into the front window of the Pizza store. "Besides, I don't think it was a total loss for him, anyway. Look, honey ... check it out."
Angelica sat up and looked into the store. Orsi was still standing behind the counter but his body was now rhythmically trembling, even shaking. Jeff knew that rhythm! As the couple continued to stare in amazement, the pizza maker's tremulous, metrical shaking seemed to escalate into downright shuddering. The couple had been out of the store for less than a minute! It certainly had not taken Orsi long to deal with his "problem!" How sexually crazed the guy must have gotten!
"No way!" the Latina beauty protested. "Is he actually doin' what it looks like he's doin?"
"Yep, I do believe he is pulling his pud. Thinkin' hot thoughts about you all the while, too, I bet!"
"Oh, how gross! Yuk!"
"Honey, I agree that it's gross all right but sometimes I don't think you quite realize the effect you have on men. Like on me right this very second, for example!"
Angelica grinned. "Maybe you're right," she agreed. "Sometimes I guess I don't. But let me tell you something, lover. That little tableau back there sure had an effect on me! Showing Orsi what a slut I am — and whose slut I am! — was an unbelievable turn-on. Honey, I'm almost whimpering with desire for you. I've never been so horny or turned on in my life! Just never! I just need to fuck so awfully badly. My nipples just ache! My pussy is totally gushing all over the seat. I'm so dilated I can slip my fist in and out of my vagina — no problem at all! Please hurry 'n get home so we can fuck. Please? Please? Please?"
Angelica then looked over at Jeff and grinned. "I'm glad we got that pizza, honey, but I hope you know we're gonna have to heat it up later. No way are we gonna stop off for pizza in the kitchen before goin' upstairs to get serious with our bodies!"
Jeff chuckled. "I had that part figured out before we'd even paid for it! We're on a mission, baby — and pizza is not part of that program!"
Jeff was doing his best to steer the Bonneville from Orsi's to 317 Elm Street without suffering a pileup while in route. The problem was that he could not keep his eyes off Angelica. The buxom Latina had worked her giant left tit out of her T-shirt and was frantically tonguing her nipple and areola. Naturally, this was a two-handed job. After a switch to sucking her nipple for a few minutes — Jeff could see rivulets of tit cum coursing down the vast expanse of her huge breast — Angelica released the massive tit with a "plop" and rammed her right fist right up her pussy. Each thrust made a loud sucking sound. Three or four thrusts was all it took; at that point, Angelica began shuddering uncontrollably.
Once the orgasm subsided, Angelica hoisted her right tit out of the low-cut T-shirt. This time, the mere act of nursing herself triggered a monster orgasm. But then it was time for more fisting; yet another orgasm soon followed. In between orgasms, the overdeveloped beauty would look over at Jeff with real pain and pleading in her eyes. "Hurry, Jeff — hurry! Please!" Then, she began a repeat of this frenzied tour of her erogenous zones!
Ah! Oh! I'm ready to explode! I can't believe the way my entire fist is slippin' right in and out of my snatch. To think I used to worry if Jeff would fit. The way I'm all stretched out right now, I'm wonderin' if he'll be big enough! Oooohhhh, here we go again!
By the halfway point of the ten-minute drive, Angelica had already come half a dozen times! She was so hot! But Jeff knew there were plenty more orgasms where those had come from.
In contrast to Angelica's total inability to keep her hands off her privates, however, Jeff was tightly grabbing the steering wheel with both hands. The young man had played with himself on the drive from the apartment to Orsi's. He knew now, however, that were he so much as to touch his crotch, he would unleash a torrent of creamy white jism. No, the prescription for Jeff was to hold on tight — if he could — and then give Angelica the hosing of her life once they were safely inside the premises at 317 Elm. He couldn't wait, either, for what he knew was going to be the hottest sex of his life — and her life, too!
God! I hope Mom's scissors are in the drawer by the kitchen phone. I know I'm gonna have to cut myself out of my underwear so we can fuck. I'm not gonna be able to fish my cock out of my drawers any other way! It's just too stiff! Oh, baby, I'm so unbelievably hot! Man! I'm in agony! My hard-on's got me so crippled up, I may have to crawl from the car all the way up to the third floor. Or maybe we'll just fuck in the foyer. Wow!
As Jeff turned off Washington onto Elm — only half a block to go! — both Jeff and Angelica were whimpering and moaning. Their bodies were writhing and contorting with consuming need and crazed animal desire. Could two human beings possibly be more sexually primed and aroused than these two frantically eager lovers?
Look at her! Just look at her! I love her so much. I need to fuck her so badly, too. The truth is I need her so badly in every way! Getting back together is such a dream come true! This time, she's never gettin' away. This is it for life, baby. Talking, laughing, experiencing, loving, having kids, living our lives, all that stuff — we're doin' all that together, precious, and we're doin' it for life! You're mine forever!
Could I possibly have dreamed yesterday that today would happen? No way! But it did and I'm so happily consumed with joy that it did. Oh, Jeff, my body yearns for your giant cock so very much. I need your lips ... your hands ... your everything! But the big truth is that it's the whole of you I need. The everything there is that makes up Jeff Weld.
What was I was prattling about earlier today? Our big problems? ... the fact love is uncertain? ... the possibility we might not make it in the end? Well, forget that! That's no longer operative! Today has taught me that Jeff and I are forever — no matter what! Problems? Sure! But we're gonna solve 'em — for certain! No love like this could possibly have any other outcome! You know, the funny thing is that I really haven't forgiven Jeff yet. I know I will someday. But for some strange reason, that doesn't seem important. It's ... it's a mere detail, a housekeeping matter. The important fact is that we are back together as a couple come what may. The details just don't matter. We can deal with them later — and we will! It's like doin' the dishes later 'cause you've got more important stuff to take care of first.
Hmmm ... was that the bump at the beginning of Jeff's driveway? We're here! Oh, the lovin' we're gonna have tonight ... and then always! But tonight will be so extra special! Even more than that first day at the apartment, it marks the beginning of an unending ... us! How sure am I about that? Well, I think we're gonna be talking cup 'n band sizes before sunrise! Yep, my darling Jeff ... a full discussion of letters 'n numbers is definitely comin' right up!