Ch 3 - The Hunt Redux

Ch 3 "Cock Hunting Fridays" -- The Hunt Redux

Ida and I are at Renegades C&W Club and are about to put our "Cock Hunt Fridays" plan into motion. The plan looks like a night of lust and carnal knowledge and Ida is stoked because it's been a month or two since she last got her freak on.

Now she still has been sexual active with her regular bulls, like Devon and the posse, but aside from the variety of many partners, the sex has become more routine with each stud limited to their repertoire within their comfort zone.

Cock hunting gives Ida a chance to express her true inner-slutself so she can fuck with abandon and watching her unabashedly attack strange cock like it is meat for sustenance is well worth the ticket.

It's been about a month or so since our epic fail where Ida was in too poor a condition to safely and enjoyably play and we had to renege. Now she is back, as strong as ever, and totally prepared for oral, vaginal, and anal sex. She is smooth, fragrant, dressed for easy access, and has been properly anally stretched and warmed up for tonight. In fact she is wearing an anal plug!

Ida is a three hole girl and she is dead set on having as many of them filled tonight in as many possible combinations of one, two, or three, simultaneous lovers. It doesn't happen near often enough but I have witnessed Ida going air-tight. It's a sight to behold.

We have strategically selected a table near the men's bathroom that overlooks the dance floor and most of the upper deck of the club. Since every man visits the men's room several times in a night so Ida will be able to see and be seen by a steady stream of men.

She looks incredible with a short, low cut summer wrap-around dress that stresses the fabric trying to contain her ample, milky white, soft like down breasts. Each time she moves, even if just adjusting herself in her seat, her titties wiggle and giggle and belie the wearing of a bra. The outline of her nipples and her dollar sized areolas are visible through the flimsy fabric and is not subtle.

Her dress length is short enough to show the bottoms of the thigh high stockings she is wearing revealing the possibility of being pantyless, which she is. When she turns the dress begins to levitate exposing even more of her stockings top. Too fast and her bare shaved pussy would be on full display. I feel a wardrobe malfunction coming on if I twirl her on the dance floor.

She is radiant tonight and seems to be giving off a sexual vibe that men are responding to, having turned a few heads and exchanged a few smiles already. I have seen this seductress behavior before and it tends to mean that she will be engaging and flirting with many men tonight.

Her scent is spicy and pungent and she has layered her entire body with lotion and powder. This makes any part of her anatomy as delicious as the next and she wants to be tasted everywhere, especially where the sun doesn't shine.

She has shaved her legs, her armpits, and her pussy and prepared her asshole to be properly stretched and warmed up tonight. Ida has inserted a medium sized anal plug into her pre-douched bowels after applying a generous amount of lubricant to both the toy and her hole. She intends to wear this as long as possible waiting for a willing stud to operate it like she likes prior to anal sex.

Her legs are nicely shaped from the high heels she is sporting, which draws voyeuristic stares from the cowboys she is interested in. Her legs are her secret weapon and she uses them as bait by crossing and uncrossing them in a little 'come hither dance' when she knows she is being ogled.

Ida had already said hello to two of her posse that paraded past on the way to the rest room. She waved and each came over for a minute and made some small talk shifting nervously waiting to ask THE question.

Reading their minds she offered, "It's on tonight, boys." She made an 'Ahegao' facial gesture in jest and gave each a starting time to be ready to service her.

Since John was the first to stop by Ida gave him a time slot just 10 minutes away.

"Johnny," she whispered in his ear, "you'll be my first tonight and I have to warn you I haven't had a cock hunt in months and I'm horney and primed to get freaky." "I want to taste your seed and be bred by you," she sighed passionately into his ear.

John's eyes widened and revealed his shock at the totally slutty utterances coming from Ida's mouth. A mouth he was going to be cumming in in a few minutes. None the less, his tumescence was obvious to her and she reached over and stealthily stroked the front of John's pants stopping to give a little squeeze. John jerked a little and Ida laughed, "Ooh, that feels like eight inches of Johnny-cock. I'm ready, and apparently so are you."

She looked up and locking eyes with John she said, "If you have anything to do before we go outside, now's the time to do it. You've got six minutes." And she let go of his cock.

Robert was the second of her posse to pass by the table tonight. He was one of Ida's regulars which meant Ida saw him four or five times a month. Ida loved his cock and what he could do with it and raved about it all the time.

"Robert," Ida summoned, "come sit next to me and give me a kiss."

Robert, always obedient, sat down and scooted over to Ida and planted a deluge of wet sloppy, French kisses on her mouth.

Ida cracked up laughing and mused, "Darling save that sloppy tongue for my pussy." "What are you doing here tonight?" "You don't like C&W music," she stated.

"No, but I got the Posse Newsletter and that showed you would be here tonight and I missed you baby," Robert told her.

"I want to be in you tonight." "I want to taste your sex and feast on your passion," Robert chattered.

"Look out Terry," Ida said warning me. "Robert's coming in hot." "If you're hungry Robert have a cookie," Ida chided.

We laughed. Ida likes a sense of humor but that wasn't why she liked Robert. He was known to be multi-orgasmic. He could cum three or four times in a night without noticeable reduction in volume of cum or in the force of ejaculation. As Ida would tell me, "A night with Robert was as night of great sloppy seconds." A true statement I can attest to.

Robert was packing more than Ida's minimum criterion for girth and length. He was all of ten inches long and almost three inches in girth at the base and two inches at the head of his cock. This may explain why he was a regular of hers. Ida had commented in the past that Robert stretched almost as much as Devon. She was excited to see him and plan their next tryst.

The wheels began to turn in Ida's mind and she wanted him tonight in a time unlimited setting. She wanted to have him fuck her in all her holes in those positions that he was a master of; doggy and missionary. She decided that her ass was for him tonight and Terry would just have to accept that. She knew I would, and gladly, too. A scheme formed in her thoughts.

"Terry," Ida coyly effused, "I have an idea. Why don't we invite Robert home with us and you two boys can have me all night. It's been too long since I've been double penetrated and spit-roasted and I'm so up for it. What do you say?"

I didn't need long to think about it. The answer was "Yes but what about Robert?" As soon as those words left my mouth Robert blurted, "I'm in."

"It almost 9:00PM what do you say we pack it in at 11:00PM and head for the house," I put out for both Ida and Robert to ponder.

I added, "I'll leave a little early and put fresh linen on the bed and setup some towels and lubricants. Ida you can get a ride with Robert and co-pilot him to our home. Does that sound like a plan?"

Ida and Robert both nodded in agreement.

John reappeared almost as soon as our plan was agreed to. He walked over to the table and took Ida by the hand and helped her to her feet. Turning, Ida said to Robert and me that she had promised John a dance and it was time.

With that she caressed John's face and gave him a quick but full kiss on the lips and asked, "Are you parked in front or out back?"

"Out back," John replied, "in a dark section where we can't be easily seen."

"Great," Ida replied. "Now take me there and fill my mouth with your hot cock!"

They turned and walked away and I looked at Robert and said, "'Dance' must be a euphemism."

We both smiled knowing our Michigan dove was about to be soiled.

It was like the gun went off and a race had begun. John quickened his pace dragging Ida in tow as they maneuvered their way to the front entrance stopping to get a hand stamp for reentry to the club.

It was cool outside and a slight breeze brushed Ida's face as John guided her by the waist and they walked toward the back parking lot. It had been a while since she and John had been together but Ida could remember that he had a good package; thick at the base with a nice cock head that fit so nicely into her mouth. She related this to John and told him she was getting wet thinking about his cock and how much she wanted it. Motivated by her dirty talk, John hurried wanting to get to that mouth he was so desperate to violate.

"It's the Mustang," John said pointing to a red one in the corner.

They approached and Ida replied, "Johnny, you know my pussy is yours as well, not just my mouth." "I want to make that clear." "I want to end with you pumping your hot load into my mouth but please, baby, fuck me too." she insisted.

Always the gentlemen, John presented Ida with two choices; in the car or on the hood. "Oh, Johnny, I've never cum on a mustang" she quipped.

"Hood it is slut!" John exalted and picked her up by her waist and set her down on the hood.

John grabbed the back of Ida's head and drew her to his lips. They met and Ida's lips parted and their tongues began the dance. Ida let out a soft yielding moan and felt her head swoon a little. He was such a good kisser that her nipples began to respond and she could feel that wetness begin in her groin. One of her arms reached up and coiled around his neck and the other shot down between his legs and felt his stirring member. She brushed his outlined cock lightly and thought he seemed bigger than she remembered. Giving his manhood a little pinch she squealed, "Oh Johnny, fuck me!"

He needed no more encouragement and unzipped his fly and dropped his pants revealing that he had gone commando. He then grabbed his cock and guided it toward Ida's hot and waiting cunt to discover she hadn't worn panties either.

Ida thrust her tongue into his mouth and cried, "Fuck me stud. Fuck me long. Fuck me hard. But please just fuck me."

Fully intending to grant her demands, John found the entrance to Ida's box and rubbed his cockhead between her labia into her copiously wet slit.

Ida moaned, "Damn that's good. Feels so good. I've been so hungry for your hard cock for too long."

As he penetrated the first inch of her vagina she could feel the stretch begin. This feeling became more arousing as inch after inch of John's substantial thick manhood entered her.

John was not even fully into her when she began to feel the rise of her passion building into her first orgasm of the night. He filled her so well, so full. She grabbed the back of his head and tried to crush him to her as the fire began deep in her womb and then radiated out to her legs and arms as he completed his penetration.

John began to thrust his tool into Ida with an increasing frequency going head to balls with each stroke. Ida knew she was about to cum and then in a too loud exclamation, she let loose and climaxed wrapping her legs around John's hips crushing him to her.

"Oh, Baby," she cried, "it's good. It's good. Its sooo good."

John wanted to keep going. She wanted him to keep going but if he did her talented sweet cum sucking pussy would relieve him of the nectar she professed to want in her mouth. With a groan he pulled out and Ida moaned her disappointment. He stepped back and lifted Ida from the Mustang's hood placing her standing on the ground.

"On your knees my sweet, sweet cum slut, "He ordered". Ida immediately complied knowing what was in store for her hungry lips and mouth.

She squatted with her legs spread apart and reached for his dick covered in her pussy juice. She parted her lips making a large O and with one hand inserted him into her mouth tasting his sweet precum. It was exquisite. The smooth taught skin of his erection glided easily over her lips to the back of her mouth creating a shudder in her that began low in her womb and rose through her body.

John reached out and cradled the back of her head softly with both of his hands. He responded to her moans by controlling the speed and depth to which he penetrated her throat. He slowly fucked her mouth and throat taking his time going balls deep but as she began to gag he released her head and Ida spewed a large mouthful of spittle onto the pavement.

After a brief moment of recovery she again took his hard cock into her mouth and used both hands in counter twisting motion to jerk him off while fellating two inches of his length. She alternated gliding her tongue over and around his cockhead and the slow head bob of her fellatio. When she could sense his eminent climax she began to take more of his length into her mouth and down her throat. She was more relaxed now and could accommodate his entire length without gagging and she would stop with all of him down her throat for a pause and lap his balls with her tongue before moving back up his cock to his sensitive head.

John's breath began to shallow and quickened and Ida began to move her head up and down on John's seven inch shaft faster and faster taking him deeply into her throat. Ida heard herself moan like a whore in heat about to come, because she was, and she heard John let out a guttural animal sound as his cock throbbed and pulsed and expelled rope after thick rope of hot sticky salty cum into her mouth.

Yes, this was what she wanted. This is what she needed. She gave in to her lust and accepted John's spunk with glee. She began to gag a little when her ability to swallow could not keep up with John's ejaculations. Cum oozed from her lips as John withdrew his spent tool. Ida was in heaven and clinging to her chin was a dangling wad of cum straining to join the pool that had collected below on her cleavage. She swallowed again and licked her lips and then wiped the dangling wad with her finger and raised it to her lips. She licked and cleaned her finger and swallowed the rest of John's load.

"Yum," she cooed. "That was great. I needed that. I really did. Johnny, you have the yummiest cum," she purred. Ida again took John's cock into her mouth and she licked and sucked him clean. "How was that babe," she queried as she stood slowly stroking his cock.

"Fantastic," John replied as he attempted to pull his pants up.

"Hold on stud," she ordered. "We're not done yet. You haven't eaten me out or cum in my pussy," she declared.

"I want you to lick and finger me till I'm gushing wet and then pound me like a slut," she confessed.

John lifted her by her waist onto the hood again and placed her on her back. He planted his mouth onto her hot, wet pussy as she presented it to him, her legs splaying widely. The smell and taste of her was heady and he began his attack at the base of her slit and moved up slowly pressing his tongue as deep into her quim as nature would allow. He lingered at her clit for but for a moment; just enough time to pay tribute to that sensitive lady part and then moved downward duplicating the process with which he ascended. He repeated this over and over and Ida began to respond. Slowly at first as the heat began to rise from inside her womb taking her on that ride she craved.

"Oh, Johnny, make me cum," she pleaded. "Please baby I need it, I need it," she sobbed.

John redoubled his efforts and began to thrust his tongue into her pussy using it like a tiny cock. He grabbed her ass and pulled her snatch forcibly into his face and ground it into him. He felt her shake and tense up as her climax began. It rose up in her and she began to breath heavy and irregularly, almost stopping.

"Ohhh," she whimpered." "I'M CU CU CU CUMMING!," she sang out too loud.

John lifted his head up from his duty and looked around to make sure they hadn't revealed their carnal activities and when he was convinced they were still clandestine, he returned to gently lap at Ida's dripping, lady cum-filled love-box. It tasted like heaven. He could linger there for much longer and service her needs but He had one last mission to complete.

He rose and stood before her wide open legs and pulled her closer to the car hood's edge and his cock penetrated her in one slow complete stroke that elicited her to arch her back and stifle a scream. He grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her into his stabbing tool. His girth stretched her and his length found her g-spot and triggered an orgasmic response that brought climax after climax curling her toes.

John continued his cock tip-to-base stroke as Ida came and it stirred something in him that he could not control, even if he wanted too. He felt that strain in his prostate that signal the release of his liquid love and then his cock throbbed and jerked and he came for a second time plunging into her deeply. The strength of his first ejaculation was overwhelming and he was sure he had delivered a deep shot past her cervix into the depths of her womb.

The second rope arrived to the sound of Ida moaning, "Yes, yes, cum in me. Please, please, ohhhh," as did the third and fourth.

Ida sat up in a jerk and with her legs wrapped around John's waist she grabbed his ass and pulled him to her. The mouths mashed against each other and Ida emanated a loud moan as she tongued a deep passionate kiss.

Ida descended slowly from the clouds of her release and starred John in the eyes. "Oh Johnny," Ida crooned locking eyes with him; "We need to fuck more often."

John pulled at his pants and zipped them up securing his belt. Ida hopped down from the hood of the car and said, "What are you doing this Thursday evening around eightish?"

"I'm free baby and I'm yours." "What did you have in mind," John replied?

"Frankly, more of this in a more comfortable setting with no time limits, say, at your place," she explained. "How does that sound?"

"Like a date, baby." "Like a date."

Ida embraced John and they kissed. "Thank you Johnny. Now walk me back before all your cum leaks out."

Just like that John was back in the "Traveling" rotation. Times were good.