The Friday The 13th Party Part II

(This is Part 2 of the Friday The 13th Party)

Harry had cooled down from his exhausting workout with Lynette in the rear office.

She was already back at the bar, laughing her strange little laugh. It was disconcerting to see an attractive woman snorting like a lovesick donkey. She certainly was not braying ten minutes ago.

It was more like a panting whimper, followed by long shuddering groans of pleasure, not protest.

Her husband Terri was nowhere to be seen. Neither was Lisbeth, the Swiss girl with the impressive boobs and the sexy accent that turned men on. Her deep voice sent shivers up Harry's back on several occasions.

As usual, Terri was a little unsteady on his feet.

Lisbeth helped him open the spare bedroom door. His eye-hand coordination seemed to have left him momentarily.

Spinning her around, he pulled her in tight against his body. Lisbeth could feel the imprint of Terri's super-sized cock pressing hard between her legs. She was no virgin and certainly not a prude. Her only hesitation was concern for the feelings of Lynette, Terri's wife. After all, they all ready had three children and seemed to be in love with each other.

But like in most scenes of this nature, her instincts told her -

Get laid now!

He is up for it, and probably won't remember many of the details in the morning.

Lizbeth turned away from Terri and pulled her long dress up to her waist. Her frilly knickers were adorable.

Terri tugged at the panties and quickly pulled them down to Lizbeth's knees.

Her classic heart-shaped ass was a tribute to the hours of exercise she doggedly performed each and every day. Those cheeks were not a genetic gift of the Gods. No, they were the result of careful toning routines. Her only goal was to make her ass an irresistible temptation for any male fortunate enough to mount her magnificent rear end.

Poor Terri had no chance.

One look at Lizbeth's bare bottom sent Terri straight between her ass cheeks with no further words. His long ten inch cock zoomed in on her little fuck hole like a anti missile battery. The insertion was in true "slam bam , thank you ma-am" style. Lizbeth felt her breath driven from her body by the swift assault. Her European cultural norms were shattered by the American-Canadian "poke em first and then talk later" sexual approach.

It was disconcerting to say the least, but with Terri's cum leaking out of her, Lizbeth was not complaining. In fact, she found it all to be most exciting. Her last boyfriend had taken her on a score of dates over a period of almost a year and all she got was his hand on her boob. No, The colonial method had a lot going for it.

"Come on, darling! - We must get some more of Harry's free booze before it closes."

Terri's interests had obviously turned from pussy to booze as soon as his cock had been taken care of.

Lizbeth was still a little overwhelmed by the size of Terri's cock. She only had sex with a half dozen men in her life, and none of them could compare with his set of tools.

Lynette shot daggers from her eyes at Lizbeth when she returned from her very satisfactory tryst with Terri.

"Oh, God. She must have suspected us all along."

Lisbeth's thoughts were all a jumble. She struggled to appear nonchalant and unworried listening to an unfunny story from an unbelievably inept middle-aged Lothario.Only the restlessness of her hands betrayed her inner turmoil.

Harry was enjoying himself watching the silent confrontation take place. Lizbeth was quite fit, but he was certain in a knock-down, drag-out fight, Lynette would win hands down. There is a distinct advantage in being able to fight dirty when it counted.

Later that evening, Harry sat in the quiet bar. Everyone had left, except for the redhead from cultural affairs and his clean up crew for this night's party. Andy stacked the glasses nice and clean in their slotted places and Bojana emptied the last of the empty cans and bottles into the trash bags for the removal men.

"Boss, I need to get Bojana home before her curfew" Andy broke into Harry's daydreaming.

"Sure! Here are the keys. Don't scratch the paint."

In a whisper, he added, "Keep your hands off the goodies too!"

Andy smiled nervously, revealing the fact that he already had some thoughts along those lines.

Watching Andy and Bojana head out to the garage, Harry felt a pang of jealousy, that even he had to admit was totally misplaced.

"Mr. Andy, can I sit up front with you?" Bojana asked, with her sweet accented English.

Andy was amused by Bojana's respectful attitude.

"Listen, Honey! You can plant that pretty little bottom anywhere you want. Please don't call me mister. You make me sound like an old man."

"I am so sorry, Andy. I will call you Andy from now on. Do you really think my bottom is pretty?"

" Bojana , baby, Your ass is smoking hot. All the guys think so. I have been dying to get my hands on it all day today."

Bojana was silent for a few moments. Her eyebrows were scrunched up in deep thought.

Andy looked at the quiet young girl sitting beside him with concern. Had he offended her. He certainly hoped not, she was the sweetest girl he had met here in this strange place.

"Andy, I think you pull over here before we go on the bridge."

Andy followed her instructions and they laid up out of the traffic in a quiet spot next to the river. He felt certain she was going to give him a chewing out for being too blunt.

"Andy, I think about it very hard. Very difficult for me, you understand? I think I want your hands on my ass very much. I want you to kiss my lips with your beautiful mouth. I want you on top of me, holding me down, going deep inside of me until I explode with my love.

My love I want to give to you.

If you want to take my love, take it now.

I will open up for you like a flower.

Make me bloom right now."

The girl's words touched Andy's heart, but his cock came to attention ready for action. This offer would not be denied.

Andy turned sideways and leaned over to softly kiss Bojana's moist and eager lips. His tongue flicked all over her pretty face. He followed the line of her jaw up to the bottom of her sensitive ear lobe. Andy nibbled with abandon, licking her soft skin again and again.

Bojana's mouth opened for the insertion of Andy's tongue. He licked and laved her deeply, mingling their mouth juices together, until their tongues became one in a duel of love.

Andy sucked Bojana's tongue into his mouth, trapping it, sucking it, like a greedy miser hoarding his gold.

Bojana's hands were busy trying to free Andy's cock from inside his trousers.

Andy's hands were busy pulling Bojana's well-soaked knickers down below her knees.

They both succeeded at the same time.

Bojana laid back on the seat and opened her legs wide for Andy. It was just as she had promised. Her beautifully formed vagina was protected by a sexy black bush, wild and untrimmed. She spread her pussy lips to show Andy the sweet pink of her pulsating vaginal opening. She touched, ever so lightly, the small fold of skin just below her pubic mound. The very fold that was hiding her hot, young clitoris. It was so sensitive that even the slightest touch drove her into a frenzy of excitement.

Her delicate ass cheeks were tightly clenched around her tiny anus.

Bojana did not like to be touched back there. She was always taught it was a very bad sin and she would be doomed to the depths for all eternity if she allowed a boy to put his thing in there.

Andy inserted his middle finger slowly into Bojana's pink vagina. He loved that she was visibly purring with excitement at this impalement. He soon moved to two fingers and then three fingers to stretch her tight pussy before he stuck his patient cock deep inside her.

"Oh, Andy, please put it in now. I need it now, Andy."

Bojana was ready.

The touch of his rock-hard cock at her entrance caused Bojana to whimper in pent-up ecstasy. She lifted her hips up to meet him. He slid inside quickly and with no effort. Bojana was more than ready. As soon as he touched bottom, Bojana began to buck like a frenzied young filly being ridden for the first time.

"Andy, it is so good. You make Bojana feel like complete woman."

" Bojana, you are so tight. I will have to cum soon. Don't move too much. I want to fuck you and fuck you as long as I can. It feels so good going all the way up into your lovely pussy."

Bojana soon approached her final orgasm. The little ones she didn't count. It was this one that she knew would send her over the edge and into uncontrollable spasms of sexual release. Almost there!

Andy felt the cum boiling up from his battered balls. The cum was being forced up his eight inch shaft. The pressure was enormous. The creamy cum shot with noteworthy force splashing hard against Bojana's inside walls.

"Oh, Andy. It is so beautiful. Leave it in. Don't take it out. Bojana needs the feel of your big cock inside her pussy."

" Bojana, yes. I am staying right there. In a few minutes, I will fuck you all over again and give you my cum for you tight little hole."

Bojana was amazed at Andy's stamina and ability to recover almost immediately. She determined then and there to keep this wondrous man all to herself.

No matter how difficult.

Harry sat alone at the bar.

He wondered how Andy was making out. That was a tough ride out to Novi Sad. He would have to give him a half day off for his volunteering to drive Bojana home.