The Countess

Screeching Hot Excerpt - Caught!

EXCERPT - CAUGHT!
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Comedy
Excessica Publishing May 5, 2008
Heat Level: Scorching Hot
By Elizabeth Black

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Kevin flung the door open. Betsy squealed and jumped in his arms. She wore a black crotchless teddy and fishnet hose. She pressed her full breasts into his face. While her breasts drooped a bit with age, there wasn't much fat on her body, which was tanned and toned. Her tummy was a bit soft, but Kevin liked the feel of her soft flesh beneath his fingers. It was obvious she worked out. Kevin wondered if she had a little nip here and a little tuck there, but he was too polite to ask. His cougar just celebrated her birthday, and she was hotter than a fried egg on a steaming car hood during the Dog Days of August.

"My aren't you the little slut? Love the outfit. Did the tits come with it?"

"The tits go where I go. You better love it. You bought it for me."

"Let me break it in."

He carried her to the bed. Both of them landed so hard on the mattress that Betsy's perfume bottles jangled on the dresser. She let out a laugh that sounded like a mule braying. Betsy was not known for her decorum. Kevin didn't care because all he was interested in was sticking his rock hard wang in her hot, sticky cooze. And she wanted him so bad she could taste his jizz before he even shot it in her mouth.

Kevin grabbed her tits and bounced them together like croquet balls. Betsy pushed him out of the way with one stockinged foot. She pressed both hands against Kevin's chest, and shoved him onto his back. She reached for the metal tin on her bedroom dresser. Bottles of scented and flavored oil sat on that dresser within reach of any of Betsy's fantasies. Right now, she had a Blowjob Goddess fantasy.

She wanted Kevin to squirm. She opened the tin, and guessed how many would give him a Curiously Strong blowjob without burning his sensitive dick. Having no clue, she popped eight Altoids peppermints into her mouth. They should just about cover it. She hoped that wasn't too many, but she knew Kevin wouldn't complain. Like any man, he loved blowjobs. So what if she gave him one that was the equivalent of a Five Alarm Fire? She chewed the mints. The curiously strong flavor was so intense that her eyes watered.

"Oh, I know what you're gonna do!" He hugged his legs together.

She grabbed his knees, and pried his legs apart. His dick bobbed in her face.

"Spread 'em, Mister. The Blowjob Goddess is here to make you ache."

Laughing the whole time, she tickled his chest and then his waist. Her hands did not stop moving until she reached his crotch. With one deft hand movement, she sent that red Jocko sailing across the room to land on a lampshade.

She clacked her teeth together loudly as her mouth approached his swollen cock. He pretended to curl away from her gnashing molars. Just before her lips touched his purple head, she began to sing.

Half a pound of tuppenny rice,
Half a pound of treacle.
That’s the way the semen goes,
Pop! goes the penis.

When she wrapped her mouth around his eager cock, he kicked his heels. She sucked the entire length of him, and flicked her tongue back and forth over his shaft. He writhed on the bed, giggling, and kicking his heels. Her tongue did its best work as it rubbed in circles over his head. The taste of semen that he spurted into her mouth mixed with the cold heat of the peppermint oil in the Altoids. He always spurted a little when he was excited. She breathed through her nose as she moved up and down his shaft. She felt him jump in her mouth. Sucking on Kevin's dick always made her cream her shorts. She rubbed her legs together as she sucked.